All Characters are over 18 years.
Somehow I had agreed to help finish our son's sex education by letting him watch my husband and I have sex, and now it was happening. I had expected to feel shy and awkward, especially being naked in front of Billy for the first time since he was an infant. What I hadn't expected was to feel... aroused.
As my husband, Bob, spread my lips, doggie style, with the head of his dick, I was so wet I could feel the juices dripping onto my thighs. It sounded like a few large rain drops falling onto the bed.
"See, Billy?" he said, "That's what you want. For her to be nice and wet. That way it's good for both of you."
He gave me several long slow strokes, while groaning, "Oh, Honey, he's never going to believe how good this feels."
I could hardly believe it myself.
"What about it. Can Billy give it a try?"
"I'm not sure it's a good idea for a son to be fucking his mother," I panted.
After a few more hard thrusts, Bob said, "What do you think, Billy? Do you think it's a good idea?"
I look back at Billy, His eyes were glassy, and his mouth hung open. "Yeah. I sure do. That sounds like a really good idea," he said.
"There, you see, Hon? What do you say? Just let him feel how hot your pussy is. Just the tip."
Ever since I was a teenager when Bob first knocked me up with Billy, I couldn't say "no" to him, and it was hard to say "no" now. "If he puts a condom on, then OK," I said.
"He's not going to be able to feel anything with a condom on. What do you think, Billy? Do you want to put a condom on?"
"No," Billy said, surprising no one.
"Well, never do anything unless the girl wants it — if you ever want to fuck her again. 'No' means 'no,'"
"OK," said Billy, as he continued to watch his father fucking me.
"You know he's still a virgin, Honey. It's not like he has any diseases or anything. How about it for his first time? Just the tip. What harm could it do."
I have to admit, it was sounding better and better to me, too. Still, someone has to be the adult.
"I don't want... to get... pregnant," I managed to say.
"Aw, just the tip... isn't going to get you... pregnant," Bob said.
"But what if he... loses control?" I said.
"What about that, Billy?" Bob said. "Do you think you can keep from cumming in your mom?"
"I can try," said Billy.
"There, you see? So is it OK, then?"
"Alright," I relented. "But just the tip, and no cumming."
"You heard her, Billy. She said, "yes." Just the tip. Don't cum."
Then Bob pulled out of me, making me feel empty as Billy crawled over behind me. He put his hands on my hips, and I felt his penis touch my labia. I reached between my legs, and guided him to my dripping hole.
Billy eased forward, and I felt his mushroom head start to enter me. I have to admit, it felt really good.
"Remember, just the tip," said Bob. "You can go just a little deeper. Don't cum."
I felt Billy ease a little deeper into me. I gasped out loud.