Mom and I were getting along great with Helen and once in a while Mom had the opportunity to fuck Bill. Several times she asked me what Mike was like. I asked if she wanted to fuck him too and all she would say was if the opportunity presented itself she wouldn't pass it up. Right then I knew what I was going to do for her. Mike and I had not had the opportunity to engage in a group fuck since that day with his mom and grandmother. Though I had fucked Betty more than once and Helen quite often I still had a soft spot in my heart for that day when I officially lost my cherry.
Mike and I had compared notes on a couple of occasions and I filled him in about his dad and my mom, then another time about the episode with Helen, my mom and I. He assured me that mom and I were the subject of many conversations at their house. He told be that many times he had fantasized about fucking my mom. I told him about her great tits with their sensitive nipples, about her hot, wet, tasty cunt and how it squirted, about her terrific ass and how I had tongue fucked it until she came. I assured him that Mom and I discussed him and his family just as much. When I told him that I wanted mom to experience his love weapon he almost blushed. We made plans for Saturday night after the three of us went to dinner.
All evening long I made sure Mom and Mike were always close to each other. As usual, before we picked Mike up, I helped Mom get ready, bathing her, shaving her, dressing her in her sexiest clothes and leaving her naked from the waist down under her loose flowing dress. I made sure she wore her sexy thigh high hose so that when he felt up her leg he would come to the bare skin at the top of them. I knew that he was a nudist and liked the bare skin but like I told him one time, being with a sexily dressed woman can be a bigger turn on than being in a room full of naked females.
As we drove to the restaurant Mom was seated in the middle of the front seat. She kept the conversation on our favorite subject, sex. A couple of times Mike would try to ask her about work or some such and she would tease him with sexual innuendoes or rub his cock through his pants while complimenting him on its size. Once I saw her take his hand and put it under her dress up to her pussy.
As experienced as Mike was with women, I knew that being with a different woman was somewhat of a challenge. Though it had been almost a year of intense sexual activity I still have butterflies when going out with someone new. Except for in the bedroom, I don't think he or I are confident enough to make it on our own with anyone but our women.
"Feel that juice?" Mom asked teasingly, "I am so excited right now we could skip dinner. Do a favor for me? Finger fuck me a little and coat your finger with my love juice for all of us to share."
"My pleasure, Mrs. Clark," Mike answered.
"Mike, please don't call me Mrs. Clark, it makes me feel so old, please call me Anne."
Mike nodded his agreement as he was busily fingering Mom's cunt. The first taste was his. He dipped into her three more times before Mom grabbed his hand and brought the finger to her lips.
"Sweet as ever baby," Mom said to me, "would you like some?"
"Of course I do," I replied, "when have you ever known me to pass up a taste of your pussy."
By now Mom's dress was up past her stocking tops with her pussy almost in plain sight. She had lifted her ass up off the seat so that she could pull her dress up.
"Damn, the way my pussy is flowing, my dress would be soaking wet. I need to get it out from under me. I don't want anyone to think I pissed myself, not yet anyway. Mike get some of my cunt oil and give it to Jimmy."
Mike busied himself in her cunt to the point I could actually hear it sloshing. When his finger and his whole hand were soaking wet he reached across Mom and held the inviting digit up to my mouth. Like always, I partook greedily, not missing a drop. The sweet flavor of Mom's juice acted as an aphrodisiac on me, as if I needed one. My cock was rock hard, threatening to burst from my pants. I needed to cum in the worst way. I had no idea how I was going to make it through dinner let alone until we got back home. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Mike massaging Mom's clit. I could tell she was on the verge of an orgasm as she lifted her pussy off the seat. That all to familiar sound started deep in her belly, finally escaping her mouth as she went over the top. Mike put his arm around her as she shook and shivered her way through her climax. When she calmed down, she leaned over and kissed Mike passionately, thanking him profusely for relieving that pent up feeling. Mike graciously accepted her thanks as we pulled up to the restaurant. While Mom straightened herself we stood by the car grinning sheepishly about Mom's antics so far.
"Nice going, buddy," I told him.
"My pleasure," he replied.
