Before you read this you need to read "surprise" the first part of this tale.
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I was sitting in the kitchen with my first coffee of the day reflecting on the events of the previous night. It was like a dream, but my throbbing pussy was testament to the fact that it had happened. I still found it hard to believe that my husband and son had schemed together to help me realise my wildest fantasy. To be fucked by more than one man and to make one of the other men my son realised another dark fantasy.
I have always had something of a submissive streak and the way I was taken last night played to that side of my personality. My husband, Dave had always been aware that once I was turned on I was very willing to give in to him and his whims, but he had never really taken advantage of it however, the way he planned and executed things last night showed that perhaps his mind and active imagination was more powerful and maybe that planning was his strong point, but it had never shown itself so graphically before.
The way my husband took subtle control surprised me, and offering to share me with Paul; my son was both astounding and very exciting. I wondered though how they would be this morning in the cold light of day, now that the lust of the moment had passed. I was also nervous about that as well and wondered just how I would react. For sure I found the prospect deliciously exciting. When my son called me their little fucktoy I shuddered and even now my tummy got butterflies with anticipation of what might happen if they went through with their proposals. Just how would they share me I wondered, and apart from the obvious what would be expected of me?
I heard some movement and mumbling drifting down from upstairs so I started to make a pot of tea for them, a short while later I saw Paul enter the kitchen; he was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist and he was grinning from ear to ear.
"How are you this morning," he asked
How should I react I thought, should I show him that I was OK and happy with what had occurred or should I be contrite and ask for his forgiveness for letting myself go in such a debased way.
"Just fine, thank you," I answered returning his smile.
I was standing at the worktop pouring his cup of tea; he came behind me and held my waist putting his arms around me and hugging me to him. He had never greeted me like this before and again I felt those butterflies in my tummy.
"Did you like your birthday surprise last night, it certainly looked like you did?" he asked me
I know I blushed a bright shade of pink and I cast my eyes down a little, I was not sure how to reply. "Not bashful are you," he asked, "that's different to last night you were really wild then and it certainly looked like you enjoyed having those three cocks pleasuring you, but at the same time you looked beautiful it was great to see you enjoying yourself and looking so happy," He added.
I turned and looked into his eyes, I was still feeling a little unsure and embarrassed at admitting a thing like that to my son, I blushed again.
"You know I loved it," I whispered in his ear.
He turned me to face him and kissed me on the lips, not a mother son sort of kiss; it was passionate with his tongue sweeping over my lips trying to gain entry into my mouth. I was taken a little off guard I did not expect this quite so soon. I felt his hand gently cup my breast and start to me massage it, gently running the palm of his hand over my nipples. I sighed, as the lovely sensations seemed to run from my nipples down to my pussy. I returned his kiss our mouths locked together with our tongues dancing in each other's mouth. He continued his teasing as he pulled and rubbed my nipples, he nibbled and blew into my ear and kissed the nape of my neck.
"You know that Dad and I were serious last night about sharing you. The question is are you still happy to be our little fuck toy?"
I did not expect him to be so forthright; I had assumed this conversation would come from my husband. I felt myself tingle with excitement at his statement. But I did want to answer, not before I had spoken with my husband just to make sure he was still happy with this new arrangement, I was worried about offending his male pride, Men can be so fragile at times and I did not want to upset him. I looked up at him and smiled, but I remained silent.
"Come on Mum admit it," he whispered. "You loved having those three cocks didn't you?"
I merely nodded, I was to afraid of what might happen and how far I might go with him if I told him just how much I did love it.
"Dad has told me what a dirty slut you can be in the bedroom," he whispered as he tweaked my nipples making me shiver." He told me how you tend to be submissive and last night you were a little submissive weren't you?"
My mind was spinning everything he was saying was true; I was starting to get turned on and him telling me what a slut was last night made the memories of those cocks dominating me flit through my mind, making my pussy tingle. I did want some more wild sex like I got last night I had loved every single second of it. I felt myself weakening as he kissed me and played with my tits. His hand slipped down to my pussy and started to rub it gently his fingers softly stroking the lips.
""Open your legs a bit mum," he asked.
I kept my legs closed not wanting to give in to my building desires, I desperately needed to see Dave first, but his fingers were teasing me and I felt my pussy starting to get wet. He put his mouth next to my ear and whispered.
"You were certainly looked and acted like a dirty bitch last night as you sucked on my cock and then willingly let all three of us fuck you. Now come on admit that you would like some more of that."
He was still trying to ease my thighs apart his fingers pushing and stroking seeking out my sensitive spots it was starting to feel so good and I knew that if he kept up this pressure I would soon be surrendering to his advances. I kissed him more passionately as I felt him press his hard cock against my thigh it felt so big and hard.
"Come on my little sub, open your legs a little for me, let me make you feel good, you know that you want to. Your just aching to have me caresses your cunt." Him using that word to me only served to add to my lust.
"You just long to feel my cock throbbing in your hands. You know you want to be the dirty bitch you were last night, come on baby let me push my fingers into your wet pussy, why don't you just stoke and wank my young hard cock I know that want to don't you do? " He said as he squeezed my bottom pulling me onto his cock.
I started to give in to his firm persuasive voice I felt my nipples stiffen and my pussy twitch as his words penetrated my mind. It was like he could read my thoughts; see the turmoil that his teasing was causing me. I started to give in to my basic urges and my more primitive instincts, and then when he called me his little sub my heart missed a beat and my tummy jumped.
"Oh God Paul please don't I shouldn't not until I have spoken with Dad," I whined as I opened my legs for him.
