On a warm evening in late July, Olivia and Teresa sipped champagne and relaxed on a big cushioned chaise lounge by Olivia's pool, along with Olivia's sons. Everyone was naked, as they usually were in the Walker household. The two women slouched with their legs wide open and their butts perched on the edge of their seats, while Olivia's sons knelt on cushions before them.
"That's sooo nice," Teresa sighed encouragingly to Dylan as he massaged and kissed her smooth, tanned legs. She took a long drink and glanced over at Olivia. "You do have these two very well trained."
"It's simple behavioral conditioning." Olivia shrugged modestly, patting the top of Tyler's head as he kissed his way down her belly. "They please Mama, they get pussy. Works a treat on horny young guys." She stretched one leg under Tyler to tickle his cock with her toes. He was hard as iron. Pre-cum oozed from his cum-slit, dripping onto the marble tile of the pool deck.
Intrigued, Teresa mimicked her best friend's technique on Dylan's prick and was rewarded by several spurts of warm clear goo on the arch of her foot. "Do these two ever run dry?" she wondered aloud.
"There's a reason it's called the
fountain of youth
, Hon. It's the collective unconscious. Any lusty woman who's honest with herself soon discovers that young lovers are the best." Olivia draped her calves over Tyler's shoulders, offering her cunt to his lips. He eagerly kissed her mound.
Dylan worked his way up Teresa's thighs and sealed his mouth to her snatch. She cried out when his tongue parted her sex lips, licking from back to front and finally darting against her stiff clit. Her yells sounded across the broad manicured lawn.
Olivia's yard was separated from the surrounding houses by bordering trees and high hedges. If the neighbors were aware of Olivia's penchant for such outdoor recreation they were discreet about it, perhaps hoping for invitations of their own--invitations which Olivia occasionally extended. Teresa had learned that behind her crisp professional faΓ§ade, Olivia was a warm and generous woman, especially where matters of sex were concerned.
When Teresa had made up her mind to leave Sean's father, Olivia immediately invited the mother and son to move in with her. The months that followed had been the most exciting of Teresa's life. Day after day, Olivia had coaxed her to free herself of old hang-ups and break through her hesitation to fully explore her sexuality. As a result, Teresa felt more alive than she had in decades.
A few weeks ago, she and Sean had encountered their former next-door neighbor, Lucille Williams, at the local outlet mall. Lucy hadn't recognized her at first. Teresa wore her hair now in a loose, youthful layered cut, and she was dressed to show off her figure in black leather jeans, lace-up halter, and four-inch heels. She'd been amused by Lucy's double-take and by the woman's shocked fascination at Sean's open display of unfilial devotion to his mom. Was there a hint of envy in Lucy's eyes? Teresa could just imagine the rounds of gossip that Lucy would set off on the old block when she told the neighbors.
"Where did that son of mine get off to, anyway?" Teresa stretched like a cat on a favorite pillow, luxuriating in Dylan's attention to her cunt. "I could use a snack right now."
"Patience, Hon. I asked Sean to help me out by making a couple of calls. Arrangements for tonight. He'll be along shortly."
"You are mysterious this evening." Teresa regarded Olivia curiously. "What are you up to?"
"Well, I was thinking...your divorce is final today."
"A free woman at last!" Teresa agreed. "I'm eternally grateful for all your help and encouragement."
"So, I decided that we should celebrate tonight. I've planned a few extra special surprises. And, speak of the Devil--"
"Everything's set up," Sean announced with a wink at Olivia as he joined the party. The two mothers scooted apart so that he could settle in between them on the lounger.
"You better tell Mama what you're up to," Teresa playfully chided him.
"I promised Olivia, Mom. You'll have to wait and see." Sean took her glass from her and set it down on the deck, then drew her into his arms and kissed her deeply. She sighed happily when he cupped and squeezed one of her tits. Running her hand over his fully erect cock, she decided that the interrogation could wait.
Teresa got down on her hands and knees on and started licking her son's cock. Olivia soon joined her, and the blonde moved over to make room. Olivia stroked Sean's balls as she licked up one side of his cock while his mother worked on the other. Teresa was in heaven, mouthing and nibbling and sucking the thick mass of her son's prick. She rolled her hand over his glans to feel his blood rushing to it, which made it swell even more. Olivia matched her, suck for suck, and for what seemed the thousandth time now Teresa was awed both by the doctor's beauty and by her total abandonment in pursuit of sexual pleasure.
"I ain't gonna just stand here and watch," Tyler told Dylan. "Wanna flip for their pussies?"
"Nah, I wanna do Mom first," Dylan replied.
"Oh, how did I not see that coming?" Tyler jabbed his brother in the arm. "Go on, then, suit yourself."
The twins sank their rampant cocks into the women's dripping cunts.
"Sean, man, I love how your mom's pussy squeezes my cock," Tyler. "She's got a real snapper."
"Don't I know it," Sean chuckled, tickling Teresa's nipples while she mouthed his cock. "She just milks the jizz right out of you, huh?"
Teresa's heart filled with pride at hearing the praise for her sexual performance while she sucked her son's cock and took big teen meat up her fuck-hole. Such talk always excited her. Once upon a time, she might have found it degrading. But Olivia always reminded her that they were the ones in control, not their sons. "Remember the formula, Terri--make 'em hot, make 'em hard, make 'em wait."
Teresa did her best to practice what Olivia preached, but it was easy to forget that she was the parent when the guys got her motor running on high. She just wanted cock too much and was ready to open her legs to all comers.
Their first group fuck of the night continued for a long time, with Dylan and Tyler switching between Teresa and Olivia more than once. Teresa lost count of her orgasms.
Sean finally came, feeding his mother a full load of hot jism while Olivia kissed his balls and fingered his asshole. Teresa couldn't swallow fast enough to keep up with him. When she released his prick, cum overflowed and dripped down the corners of her mouth. Olivia kissed her, sharing and swallowing the excess.
"Take five, fellows," Olivia said. The twins obediently pulled out of the women's pussies, awaiting her next instructions.
"Your sons are incredible," Teresa marveled. "They haven't cum yet."
"They've got great stamina," Olivia agreed. "They take after their father, that way. As far as I was concerned, he was the most fantastic fuck on Earth. But he was remarkable in so many other ways as well. A brilliant psychiatrist and a gifted teacher. He taught me to live my life without fear or shame. To listen to my heart and my cunt, and to embrace all the pleasures of mind and body that this world offers. If I could have spent my whole life with anyone, it would have been him. And I know he felt the same."
"But you didn't. You two never wanted to marry?"
"Never an option, Honey. Proper young ladies don't marry their daddies."
"He was your father!" Teresa's lust surged at the realization.
"Yes. All that I have and all that I am, I learned between my father's knees. And on my back, taking Daddy's dick after he popped my cherry on my eighteenth birthday. A little tradition that I carried forward with the twins. Father passed long ago, but I've dedicated myself to leading other willing women along the path to sexual self-actualization through incestuous fucking."
"How very noble of you."
"Yes, I'm a veritable spread-legged good Samaritan, aren't I?" Olivia laughed wickedly. She stood and clapped her hands. "Now then--guys, let's give Teresa her first surprise of the evening!"
With that, Dylan and Tyler lifted Teresa and carried her into the house, ignoring her squeals and protests as they lumbered up the main stair and dropped her onto the oversized brass bed in the master bedroom. They flipped her over on her back in the center of the mattress while Olivia retrieved a set of silk cords from her vanity. She tossed two to Sean, who quickly looped one cord over Teresa's right ankle and fastened it to a bedpost.
"Oh dear, whatever are you doing?" Teresa giggled as Olivia secured one of her wrists to another post.