Carrvale Cougar Club -- Ch. 9
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We did manage an early-morning fuck and I headed for work with a tingle in my pussy and a spring in my step. Work kept me busy all day as I had a heap of invoices to send out, but mid-morning brought my now usual text from Jane and at twenty minutes after twelve I headed for Toni's.
Jane was waiting for me outside and greeted me with a hug and a kiss, and we got our usual coffee and Danish and headed for our usual bench.
"Food first," I said, and we set to. Finished, the wrappers and coffee cups in the trash can, I turned to Jane.
"So," I said, "how was Peter?"
She laughed. "Peter was shy, slightly awkward and a little insecure, but once I got him nicely hard and in my pussy, gave me a very nice fuck indeed, and a little later, another of the same. We both parted satisfied with our evening together. How about you and Jason?"
I grinned. "Very pleasant. I stripped for him, then undressed him, and rode him cowgirl for our first fuck. Then I took him up to bed, we had a little nap and then a nice leisurely second fuck, basic missionary style. Then we showered together, then cuddled on the couch for half an hour, the two of us naked, while he learned everything there is to know about my tits."
Jane laughed. "Sounds like both of us had a good time. Just one more week to go and we'll have had every one of the boys. Do you think we should have a meeting of the Cougars to discuss what's happened so far?"
"Yes, I do, but we should leave it an extra week until after Eloise has had all four of the boys."
"Of course! I'd forgotten Eloise is on a four week rota and we're on a three. So, in two weeks time we organize a meeting of the cougars. Do we invite the cubs as well, or organize a separate meeting with them?"
"I think we have separate meetings. The first one just the cougars, the second cougars and cubs, and Natalie. And talking of Natalie, what did she do with herself last night, while you were giving Peter a good time?"
"She stayed in her room and did some Facetime chats with her friends, then read. I think she must have fallen asleep for a while, too. I asked her this morning if Peter and I had disturbed her at all but she said no, she'd heard nothing,"
I laughed. "Probably just as well."
"She did say she'd felt horny and had to play with her dildo for a while," Jane added, grinning.
"At least she had it to play with." I glanced at my watch. "Time to head back to the salt mines."
The invoices kept me busy for most of the rest of the day, and the time passed quickly, At five I packed up and headed home. Matt was out when I got home but came back about fifteen minutes after I got in.
"Hi, Mom," he said, giving me a brief, but hot and hungry, kiss.
"Hi, yourself, son," I replied. "Any thought on what you'd like for dinner?"
"Something light, I think, maybe a prawn salad or something like that."
"I'll need to go along to the mini-mart, I think we might be out of prawns. We have salad stuff, though."
"A cheese salad would do just as well for me, mom, or maybe a cheese omelet with a side salad."
"I think omelet appeals most," I said. "Give me half an hour, okay?"
"Okay, Mom. I'll just check my email."
An hour later we were sitting on the couch, dinner finished, omelet and pancakes for dessert duly consumed. I turned to Matt.
"Anything you'd like to do now?"
He grinned. "Fuck you, maybe?"
"Any particular way?"
"How about cowgirl? That rather appeals to me, and I can play with your lovely tits while you ride me."
A frisson of pure lust ran through me, and I shuddered. I nodded. "Then that's what we'll do. First, let's both go and get naked, then we can play. It's a warm evening, so we can stay that way. And we might want to play again later, in any case."
Matt laughed. "No 'might' about it, Mom."
I grinned at him. "Let's get naked!"
I'd realized that I enjoyed being naked around the house, and not just for sex, either. I was getting more and more convinced that I was going to enjoy our excursion to the nude beach and had already decided that if I enjoyed myself as much as I hoped, I'd be joining the sun club. I just hoped that Jane and our kids would want to join as well. It wouldn't hurt my eyes to be looking at Matt and Tony naked, and I suspect they'd be happy to see their mothers that way, too.
In my room, I quickly stripped off my clothes and went into my bathroom to fit my diaphragm, the work of moments. I glanced at my reflection in the bathroom mirror and blew myself a kiss, then headed back down the stairs, a slender, naked redhead looking forward to feeling a cock in her cunt, 'real soon now.'
Matt was there before me, lounging on the couch, idly stroking his boner.
"Ooh, is that for me, mister?"
"Yes, ma'am, it sure is," he drawled, then laughed. "How do you want to do this, Mom? Me slouching here, and you kneeling astride my legs, or should I lie on the floor?" he said, in his normal voice.
"Lie on the floor, honey. That gives me more wriggling room. Use a cushion to pillow your head."
"Okay, Mom," he said, and made himself comfortable on the floor, one of the scatter cushions from the couch under his head. "Climb aboard, Mom."
I went to my knees astride his thighs, then knee-walked forwards until I was poised above Matt's erection, which he was holding up straight for me, then lowered my pussy onto his cock, pausing when an inch or two was in me.
Matt took his hand away and I lowered myself further, pausing and lifting when I felt his progress falter, lifting myself to spread my juices, then lowering again, repeating the process a couple of times until my bottom rested on Matt's thighs and as much of his cock as would fit was in me. I paused there, and squeezed down on Matt with my internal muscles. He groaned softly and I laughed, then bent forward, like a cat, and gave him a kiss.
"Does that feel good to you, honey? It feels great to me."
"It feels fucking great, Mom, like a wet, velvet vice."
I laughed. Interesting analogy. I squeezed down on him again. "Just tightening the jaws of the vice, honey." He laughed, and gave a quick push up into me.
"Okay, baby, let's fuck!" I said, and began that eons old rhythm of sex, up, down, up, down, repeat, repeat ...
Matt's hands came up and cupped my breasts, his thumbs rubbing lightly over my nipples, my hard, erect nipples. I shuddered in pleasure and he blew me a kiss.
"You like that, Mom?"
"I love that, baby," I said and continued my steady rise and fall, slowly bringing my son and, hopefully, myself, ever closer to climax. I dropped my left hand to my clit and began to stroke it, enjoying the feel of my fingers on the little nub.
It wasn't long before I felt the stirrings of an orgasm slowly beginning to build in me, and the first indications were on Matt's face, too. I gave him a little squeeze as I moved and he grinned up at me.
"Nice one, Mom."
"Glad you like it, baby."
"Not be long before you make me come, Mom."
"That's what I'm here for, honey."
He was beginning to push back up at me as I rode him and it wasn't many strokes later before he spoke up again.
"Getting close, Mom," and a few strokes later, "getting very close, Mom, very cl -- oh, fuck! I'm coming!" And he was thrusting up into me as his jizz sprayed into my clutching pussy, my own climax washing over me, my pussy clutching at his cock, trying to empty his balls. Four, five, hard thrusts up into me, then Matt was slowing, the tumult easing in both of us as the urgency of climax gave way to the diminishing after-shocks of post-orgasmic relaxation.
We were both breathing heavily and I let myself drop forward, Matt's arms moving to encircle me, holding me close as we slowly regained our equilibrium and the after-shocks of climax dwindled to nothing.
"Whooee, Mom, that was a big one!"
I laughed. "It certainly was, son, definitely one of our best so far." I squeezed down on him and he laughed. Definitely less to squeeze now. "I'll get us a wash cloth and towel, honey, and we can clean ourselves up. Once that's done we'll find something on TV that doesn't require concentration and just spoon until bed time."
"Sounds like a plan, Mom."
So that's what we did, Matt sitting back in a corner of the couch, me leaning back against him while he played with my tits. I do so like to feel a loving man's hands on my breasts, and Matt was definitely learning his way around my mammaries. I can't for the life of me remember what was on television, but we weren't paying it any attention anyway, and at ten-thirty we switched the television off and made our way upstairs. By ten-forty-five we were in bed together and by eleven we were asleep, neither of us bothered by not having made love again. Or fucked again, whichever description is more apt.
The rest of the week passed easily, Matt and I usually, but not always, sharing my bed and making love. Jane and I were now having our lunch break together every day, usually discussing our times with the boys, and on Friday Jane asked me if Matt and I wanted to come round and play again on the Saturday.
"We both know it's fun, and I have to admit, I enjoy fucking Matt. He makes me feel good. Natalie enjoys fucking him as well and having watched the two of them together, I have absolutely no doubt of that at all."
"I'll ask Matt as soon as I get home, but I forecast a 'yes' vote."
And that, of course, is exactly what it was. Again, we wandered along for noon, more than slightly surprised to have the door opened to us by a naked, smiling Natalie, carefully hiding herself from any neighbors' eyes, and when we went into the sitting room a naked Jane and Tony greeted us cheerfully.
"We thought we'd be prepared," said Jane, laughing. "You two go and undress in the spare room. When you come back down, lunch will be on the table. Okay?"
I grinned. "Very okay. Back in a moment." In the bedroom Matt and I quickly shucked off our clothes. Naked, by unspoken agreement we studied each other for a long moment.
"You are truly beautiful, Mom," said Matt and drew me into his arms for a long, hot kiss.
"You're not so bad yourself," I said as we separated, and we went back downstairs hand in hand. The others were waiting for us in the dining room and I sat down beside a smiling Tony, who leaned across to give me a warm kiss, and Matt sat down between Jane and Natalie, getting a warm kiss from each of them.
"Okay, folks, tuck in," said Jane, and we set to. The meal was delicious, penne, cooked to a perfect al dente consistency, in a creamy tomato sauce, with a side salad, followed by butterscotch ice-cream.
