I awoke in the morning about eight and realised I was in bed alone, I looked around the room but no sign of anyone, I got up and went for my morning piss, then I got dressed and went downstairs.
I found my sister and Kelly in the kitchen eating breakfast at the table.
"Morning sleepy head." Said Jess with a smile.
"Morning." I replied.
"Would you like something to eat? Pussy maybe?" laughed Kelly.
"I'm good thanks but a cup of tea would be nice." I laughed.
"This boy ain't normal Jess he is refusing pussy." Kelly laughed as she made me a cup of tea.
We sat and chatted about the night before for half an hour when I said I needed to get to college, I kissed the girls goodbye and Jess said she would see me later.
I could not concentrate at all at college, listening to the tutors drone on about nothing that was interesting me, so glad it is the end of term and can look forward to the holiday mom has planned.
I walked home with some of my friends, Tony told me he was off to Spain for two weeks, Dave was going to Cyprus to see his dad on the military base, Ian said his family might be going to Cornwall to see his nan, we all parted ways after wishing each other a good holiday.
When I got home mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner, she was wearing a summer dress that stopped just above her knees, mom does not wear dresses very often normally a skirt or shorts if not trousers.
"Hi mom, you look nice." I said.
"Thank you," she said as she kissed my cheek, "glad someone noticed me." She smiled.
She had on her favourite perfume which I like, she did not have a bra on and her nipples were stiff against the material of her dress.
"I'm sure plenty notice mom, and look you up and down." I smiled.
"Cheeky boy, well actually I did get wolf whistled today on my way back from the shops." She giggled.
"Really? And understandably so mom, what did you do?" I asked.
"Flashed them my knickers of course, the poor lad nearly fell off his ladder." She chuckled.
I turned to go upstairs to change and gave my mom a wolf whistle, she looked at me laughed then flashed her knickers, we both laughed and I went to my room with my cock stiffening.
I undressed and mom walked in, "I knew you would have a stiffy son." She said taking my cock in her hand.
She went down on her knees, looked up at me, "I've been so horny since that boy whistled I could not wait for you or you dad to get home, I need cock." she said and took my whole length in her mouth, I held her hair as she gave me a blowjob, something my mom was a pure expert in doing, she works at a massage place and I reckon she gives more than a massage to clients.
She took my cock from her mouth stood up lifting her dress and pulling her knickers to one side as she bent over my computer desk.
"Fuck me now Tim, give mommy some pleasure baby, I am so horny after looking at lots of cock's all day." She asked in a very sexy voice.
I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, she was already very wet and it was easy for me to slip my cock inside her hot wet pussy, I buried it deep and held it there enjoying the feel of my mother's inner flesh, she squeezed her pussy muscles around my cock, I began to fuck her slowly but she begged me to give it to her hard.
"Fuck me good son, make my legs tremble like you always do." She purred at me.
I took a firm hold of her hips and started to ram in and out as hard as I could, my balls slapping against her flesh making a clapping sound, I grabbed a fistful of her hair which I know she likes me to do when she wants to be screwed in this way, she was panting hard, thrusting back against me to meet my forward thrust.
"Yeah, fuck your mommy, fuck me good son." She snarled.
I had been pounding for nearly ten minutes when I felt the pressure build-up of my orgasm in my balls, mom must have sensed it.
"That's it baby, fill my cunt with your spunk, make mommy pregnant, I need your cum." She grunted as her own orgasm started and I felt her juices splashing against my skin as she gushed.
I had never heard my mom talk like this before but it turned me on and I went rigid, pulling harder on her hair and my seed flooded her pussy.
"Take my sperm mom, feel your son cum in your pussy." I said.
"Yes son, I feel it, I love it, mommy loves you so much." She said.
I pulled my wilting cock from her dripping cunt and she took me in her mouth to clean off all the mixture of her juice and my jizz, then she stood and kissed me so I could taste our flavours mixed together on her lips and her tongue.
"I'm going to make your dad eat my pussy when he gets home and make him taste your spunk inside me." Giggled mom.
"He'll go mad and probably ground me after he has spanked me." I said looking worried.
"I won't tell him it is yours, but at least I will know he is tasting your cum." She smiled.
She straightened her dress and left my room, I went to the bathroom in my robe and showered, I could not stop thinking about mom and what she said. I heard dad arrive home then heard footsteps running upstairs, I panicked thinking mom had told him everything and he was coming to tell me off, but I heard their bedroom door open.
I opened my own door slightly and could hear mom telling dad to eat her used pussy, then I heard her moaning so guessed he was eating her pussy tasting my cum.
"Yes daddy, eat that cum from my slut pussy," I heard mom say, "does it taste nice?"
Then I heard dad reply and was a little shocked, "It tastes lovely you dirty slut, who have you fucked this time?"
What did he mean this time? Does mom fuck many people other than me and dad? Maybe she does more than wanking and sucking at the massage place.
At the dinner table I kept looking at my dad wondering if he knew it was my cum he licked from my mom's pussy, wondering what would he actually do if he knew it was mine.
Chat came round to our holiday, mom told me she would get me my case so I could pack, she told dad to get the passports from the safe, she went on to say Jess had already packed and that we needed to leave early in the morning to get the ferry across to France.
After clearing away after dinner, I went to my room and started to get some clothes out ready to pack when my dad walked into my room, I almost pissed myself, I had a lump in my throat, thinking he had found out and was going to punish me, not that he has ever smacked me before, come to think of it he has never raised his voice to me.
"Tim, would you mind if nan and grandad tag along on this holiday?" he asked me.
"Not at all dad, you know I love spending time with them both and listening to grandad's navy stories." I smiled.
"Good lad, I knew you wouldn't mind, so I have rang them and told them to pack already." He laughed.
