I recognised John's mother straight away from her pictures. She was still as pretty and even bigger now. She was wearing a short, low-cut black dress which showed off her big breasts.
"Darling," she said, kissing John on the lips, then turning to me, "and this must be Davy."
She took my hand and drew me inside and closed the door. "Oh my, you're such a handsome boy," she said, putting her arms around me and kissing me. I felt her big soft breasts press against me and could see down her deep cleavage.
She pushed her tongue into my mouth. I'd never felt anything like that before. Then I felt her hand on the front of my jeans.
"You're so hard," she said.
I felt myself blushing deep red.
"And shy too," she said. "I love shy boys."
She took me by the hand and led me into a big living room, with black sofas, a white carpet and a big flat-screen TV on the wall.
"John's told me about you both wanking to his mags and pictures of him and me," she said, "so we all know what we're here for, don't we?"
I must have looked puzzled though I wasn't. I might have been a sexual novice but I knew what was going to happen.
Anne took me in her arms and kissed me open-mouthed again, her hand rubbing my cock.
"Oh God, I'm so horny," she said. "I've been thinking about you two coming round all day and all the things we're gonna do. I want you to call me Auntie Anne, Davy."
Over her shoulder, I saw John winking at me so I said, "Ok Auntie Anne."
"Good boy," she said. "Now I think it's time we had a toast."
She went over to the coffee table and picked up a bottle of champagne. As she worked off the cork her breasts shook inside her dress. She poured out three glasses and handed John and me one.She raised her glass and said, "To dirty, filthy sex."
John raised his glass and said the same and I tried to do too, but coughed and spluttered. Anne and John laughed.
"We'll have to get you used to this," Anne said.
She sat down on the sofa with John beside her and patted the seat on her other side.
"Come and sit here," she said to Davy. "I'm so glad John found you," Anne said. "I've been longing for a young boy to play with."
"You love young boys Mum," John said.
"You're not sulking, are you?" Anne said, laughing. "You know I love young boys but I love my own sexy son too."
Anne put her arm around John and drew him into a long, wet kiss then she turned to me and did the same, her tongue snaking into my mouth.
I was breathless when we broke apart. John was fondling one of his mother's huge breasts and Anne took my hand and put it on the other.
"Play with my tits boys," she said, putting her hands on both our bulging hard-ons. "We're gonna have such a lot of fun tonight."
We kissed and played with Anne and drank more champagne until I felt light headed.
"Has John told you how we started?" Anne asked.
"Sort of," I said.
"Typical, I bet he only told you half a story. D'you wanna hear what really happened?"
"Mum ..." John said.
"Hush," Anne told him. "When Ted - John's dad - died, we were both devastated. He was such a wonderful man. So we comforted each other. We sometimes slept together in my bed and cuddled and he got hard-ons. I knew he was wanking cos I'd seen the stains on his sheets."
"Then she found some mags I'd got from a boy at school," John said.
"Who's telling this, me or you?" Anne said, mock-sternly
"You Mum," John said.
"Right. Well, with no father, I realised I had to tell him the facts of life so I confronted him with the mags."
"Don't forget what you were wearing," John interrupted.
"Yes, ok, I was wearing a see-through nightie and undies."
"You looked lovely."
"Thank you darling. Anyway, the mag was really hard-core and showed women being fucked and giving blow-jobs and everything."
I was imagining Mum and I doing the same thing. Anne must have read my mind because she said, "You should let your mum find the mags you borrowed off John, kind of accidentally, and see what happens."
Seeing my uncertainty on she said, "She walks around in her undies, right?"
"Sometimes, yeah," I said.
"She's trying to get your attention. And you get hard, don't you?"
"Yeah, but I always hide it."
"She'll have noticed, believe me."
"I hope she does the same with you as Mum did with me," John said.
"I think she will," Anne said. "Just leave the mags somewhere she can find them. She won't be able to ignore them. Now I think it's time we had some fun together. I want to watch you both get undressed."
John stood up and took his shirt off and then his trousers so he was standing in his underpants with a big bulge in the front. Anne told me to do the same.
I stood up and puled off my t-shirt then unfastened my jeans and pushed them down.
"Oh yeah," Anne said, spreading her legs apart so I could see up her skirt, her bare thighs and the crotch of her panties.
"Pull ypur pants down boys, I wanna see your cocks."
John pushed his underpants down and his big cock sprang out.
"Now you Davy," she said.
I pushed down my underpants and my cock sprang out. It was much smaller than John's.
"Oh God, that's lovely," Anne said. "Wank you cocks for me."
John ran his hand up and down his cock and I copied him.
"Oooh Davy." Anne said, "I love you playing with your foreskin."
"Show us your tits Mum," John said.
"Is that what you want?" she said, looking at me.
"Yes please, Auntie Anne," I said.
Standing up, she said, "Unzip me John."
John went round the back of his mother and pulled down the zip of her dress. Anne pushed the dress off her shoulders and wiggled it down till it fell to the floor.
She was wearing a white bra, suspender belt and panties and flesh-coloured stockings. Her big tummy bulged out and her panties were tight and almost transparent, so I could see her pussy hair and some that were sticking out of the leg-holes.
"Do you wanna see Auntie Anne's big titties?" she asked me, waggling her shoulders so her huge breasts shook inside her bra.
"Yes please, Auntie," I said eagerly.
Anne laughed. "So polite," she said."Undo my bra John," she instructed.
"Yes Mum," John said. He unfastened his mother's bra and Anne lowered the straps over her shoulders but held the cups up against her breasts.
"Are you ready darling?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said.
She let her bra fall and her breasts dropped down, hanging almost to her belly-button, Watching them wobble and shake gave me a funny feeling in my tummy.
"Oooh," I said
"You like big titties, don't you sweetie?" she asked.
I could only nod.
"That's good cos Auntie loves to have her titties played with.
"Lift your arms up, Mum," John told her. When she raised them I could see Anne's armpits were very hairy. John reached around and lifted his mother's massive breasts up on his palms.
"Suck Mum's tits, Davy," he said.
"Oh yeah Davy, suck my tits," Anne said.
Anne's nipples were huge and dark brown. I sucked as much of one of them into my mouth as I could. The teat were stiff and hard.
"Bite my nipple," Anne instructed.
I took it gently in my teeth, afraid of hurting her but she told me to bite it harder.
Anne put her hands on either side of my face and directed me to her other breast. "Now do this one," she ordered.
I did as I was told,
"Mmm, baby, that is so nice," Anne said. "I love you sucking and biting my nipples."
I could hardly believe what was happening. I sucked on her tits for ages then she pushed my head away.
"That's enough for now," she said. "John, show Davy how to unfasten my suspenders,"
John knelt down in front of his mother and told me to kneel down beside him. I watched as he undid her suspender and then copied him until they were all hanging loose. For some reason that looked incredibly exciting to me.
"Now watch John take my panties off Davy," Anne said.
John went behind his mother and I watched him put his fingers into the waistband of her panties. He pulled them over her big hips and half way down her thighs.
"Now you take them the rest of the way off," he said.
I put my fingers into Anne's panties next to John's and pulled them the rest of the way down her legs.
I'd never seen a real pussy before except when I'd peeked on Mum in the bathroom. Anne's looked lovely. All covered with hair but I could see the pink lips I'd seen in the magazine pictures.
My tummy tumbled as I looked at it.
Anne put her hands down and spread her pussy apart with her fingers.
"Look at my cunt Davy," she said, "d'you like it?"
"Oh yeah Auntie," I said, "I love it."
"My cunt is all wet for you baby," she said. "You're gonna fuck me later but we're gonna do other rude things first."
"Oooh," I said.
"John likes me taking charge, don't you darling?"
"Yes Mum," John said.
"I'm going to tell you what to do too, Davy."
"Ok," I said.
"Say, 'Yes Auntie.'"
"Yes Auntie," I said.
"Good boy. Now we're going to go upstairs to my bedroom," she said. She took hold of my hand and John's by the other and led us to her bedroom.
It was amazing. All round the walls were pictures of people having sex. In a lot of them I could recognise John and Anne.
As I looked around at the pictures, Anne asked if I liked them.
"Oh yeah," I answered.
She pointed to one where John was sucking a lady's big tits while a pretty young girl of about eighteen was sucking his cock.
"That's my younger sister Jane and her daughter Susie."
Anne said. "I took that picture. John took all the others. D'you know what an orgy is?"
"Er ..., no, not really," I admitted.
"It's when a group of people get together to play sex games," Anne said. "You have to come to one of our orgies, Davy. Jane and Susie will love you, won't they John?"
"Yeah," he said, "I'd love to watch him fucking Susie."
"So would I," Anne said, "She's such a dirty little slut,
"And then there's Jane's boyfriend," John said.
