It's been just over a month since my first encounter with Mom, since then it has become a regular weekly thing. Mom has shown me some new techniques to teach Brad, of course we practice them on each other a lot first.
Even though we spend a lot of time together and I'm happy having sex with her Mom encourages me to keep seeing Brad, to teach him to be a better lover and to satisfy me.
One night after a date with Brad I had just got home when there was a knock on my bedroom door and Mom came into my room.
"Hi Kim, thought I'll see how things are working out with Brad," she said, "Are you teaching him some of those little tricks we've been practicing?"
"Trying to Mom," I said.
Mom crossed the floor and sat down on the bed beside me.
"Has it helped?" she asked.
"Some," I said.
"But your still not satisfied" Mom said.
"No, most of the time it just gets him more excited and he ends up coming," I said.
"Then?" she asked.
"Then what, nothing, he's happy and everything over," I said.
"I'm sorry," Mom said, "You know just because he comes once doesn't mean he can't do it again."
"Dave can have 2 or 3 orgasms when we have sex," Mom said, "After he comes, keep touching him with your mouth, your hands, build his arousal up again, he'll get hard again and last longer for you."
"Is it that simple?" I asked.
"Not all the time, but the pleasure is worth it when it does happen," she said.
"I don't know, it all seems to be hard work, I'm not sure if it's worth it" I said
"Just don't make any rash decisions," she said, "It is worth it, keep preserving."
"I don't know,... alright, I guess so, I'll keep trying but I'm not sure," I said.
Mom kissed me on the forehead, "Good girl, goodnight Sweetheart," she said leaving the room.
"Goodnight Mom," I said.
A short while later I heard her moaning, I closed my eyes as I began masturbating. I wasn't thinking of Brad, I was remembering the sight of Dave's erection, imagining his cock inside me, coming over and over again as he fucked me.
A couple of days later I got home from another date with Brad, again he had an orgasm and I didn't. As I walked past Mom she could tell it didn't go well, after all these years she can tell from my body language when I'm not happy and I wasn't hiding it..
I stormed to my room and sat on my bed remembering my date with Brad.
It started well, Mom always gets me super horny and wet by playing with my tits and nipples, I thought to start with I would get Brad to do the same. He began with massaging my tits then his fingers played with my nipples, it was working I was getting wet. When he started kissing and sucking my nipples I dropped my hand to his cock and began stroking it.
I was really enjoying having my tits and nipples played with, my pussy was nearly dripping and Brad's cock felt good in my hand. I wanted more, I told Brad to rub them with his cock, he rubbed his cock against my nipples before smacking them with it.
He put his cock between my tits, squeezing them together, wrapping them around his cock. His hot, hard cock felt great as it rubbed between them, moving up and down, growing harder the more he rubbed.
I was hungry for his cock, I wanted it my pussy, I wanted his cum in my pussy. He rubbed faster and faster, but before I could do anything he came, cum shooting over my chest and tits.
Then that was it, he collapsed on the bed beside me, gave me a kiss and cuddle. I reached for his cock but he pushed my hand away, he gave me another kiss, rolled over and got out of bed.
He was finished and happy, I was horny and frustrated.
Now I'm home covered in cum, angry because I feel Brad doesn't care about my needs and horny, desperately horny.
"Bloody shithead," I mumbled.
I decided to have a shower before bed, to wash Brad off and hopefully put myself in a better mood, then some serious late night masturbation. Hopefully Mom and Dave fuck so I can listen to them and image Dave's fucking me.
The house was dark and silent as I left the bathroom, the only light was coming from under my bedroom door, I assumed Mom and Dave were in bed. I opened my door and walked into my room, I was surprised to see them both standing there.
"Sweetie I told Baby about your problem with Brad and we thought you might benefit from a practical exercise," Mom said.
I wasn't sure what Mom meant until Dave stepped towards me. I only had a towel wrapped around myself, as he leant forward to kiss me he undid it, letting it fall to the ground.
I glanced at Mom she was smiling and nodded as she watched Dave kiss me, his hands gently sliding up and down my back as he pulled my naked body tightly against his body.
"Relax Sweetie, let Baby look after you," he whispered in my ear as his tongue ran around it.
Stepping back a bit Dave kissed his way down from my neck to my tits, his face was rough with stubble and it tickled as he brushed against me. His hands cupped my tits as his mouth covered them with kisses, my nipples grew harder, sticking out begging for attention.
Dave played with my nipples, his fingers played with one, gently brushing over the end, rubbing against it as he ran his finger around my areola. His thumb and finger grabbed it, began squeezing, pulling and twisting it.
At the same time his tongue and mouth played with my other nipple, it was wet from his kisses and his hot breath on it as his tongue ran around and over it made it tingle.
He closed his hand around my tit, squeezing it hard, making my nipple stick out more. His mouth locked to the skin around my nipple, his lips closed around it, pulling it as he began to suck on it.
He bit my nipple making me jump, turning my moans to a shriek. The pain was intense but it was also pleasurable, his teeth held my nipple as he pulled on it, I began moaning again, my pussy getting extra wet.
