Note: Thank you all for your comments on the prequel. I truly appreciate it. I am writing this in response to some requests from readers. I thought about this before I started typing, and there was only one direction this could go, so I followed it. If you feel uncomfortable with incestuous relationships, then you can skip reading this, otherwise I hope you enjoy it.
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There he was; my boyfriend, standing in the doorway to his mom's bedroom, jaw dropped, eyes wide open, and hosting an enormous hard-on.
I didn't know how to react, so I did the first thing that came to mind. I nudged my latest sex partner, who in turn opened her eyes and raised her head. She had a look of horror on her face as she scrambled to cover her naked body with a pillow. Nobody said a word.
After a very long moment of silence, I got off the bed, walked towards my boyfriend, took his hand, and lead him to his bedroom. In there, we simply got in bed, cuddled, and tried to sleep, which we eventually managed to achieve.
The next day being a Sunday meant that none of us needed to go to college or work, which was a relief. I woke up before my boyfriend and just stayed in bed, watching him sleeping, and reflecting on the events of last night. I must admit, I still felt an overwhelming, warm sense of satisfaction from the multiple orgasms I had had. I also had no sense of regret whatsoever. I was just toying with ideas about how this day was going to pan out.
After what felt like an eternity, my boyfriend finally opened his eyes and turned over to face me. He looked at me with sleepy eyes and asked me about what had happened last night. I looked him straight in the face and told him that I had the best night of my entire life. That I loved him and loved making love to him, but I also loved his mom and cannot wait to make love to her again.
He simply looked at me, then said with a bit of an excited tone in his voice that watching the two of us in action last night was extremely exciting for him. He said that he felt embarrassed about it because it was his own mother that he was talking about.
I looked at him lovingly and brushed his hair with my fingers. He was like a little kid who was caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar -- totally cute and endearing.
I told him not to worry too much about it, and that we can discuss it with his mom once we all feel comfortable enough with the new situation. He seemed to be calmer and more at ease as a result of this brief chat.
We got out of bed and jumped into the shower together. The warm water on our nakedness felt really nice. It sent tingles up my spine. We hugged and kissed while standing under the shower, and I could sense his dick getting harder. That really excited me, and I could feel my own juices starting to flow.
I reached down and grabbed his now-fully-erect dick and started stroking it. I broke our embrace momentarily to close the tap and put some shower gel on my hand before returning it to his dick. Stroking it with the foamy shower gel was really exciting for him as he started to push his dick into my hand as if he was fucking it.
I opened the tap once again and rinsed the foam off his hard dick. I knelt down facing him, opened my mouth and took his entire cock in. I started sucking his dick, taking it balls-deep into my mouth with every stroke. After a few strokes, he pulled his dick out of my mouth, placed it in front of my face and started gunning spurt after spurt onto my face and into my open mouth. Needless to say, I was drenched with cum.
It took him a couple of minutes to recover and catch his breath. I took the opportunity to open the tap and wash the cum off my face. That's when he knelt down facing me, reached his hands behind me, grabbed my ass cheeks, and pulled my pussy onto his face. He stuck his tongue out and started to tease my clit with the tip of his tongue. That sent shivers up my spine, and I felt my pussy juices starting to flow again.
He then parted my pussy lips with his tongue and inserted it deep into my pussy. His hands squeezed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart and closer towards him. I kept pushing my hips towards him as he pulled on my ass cheeks, to drive his tongue deeper into my pussy. He kept that up for a few minutes and it was driving me crazy with pleasure.
Then, all of a sudden, he pulled his tongue out of my pussy, turned me around, placed his hands on my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He stuck his face between my ass cheeks and darted his tongue into my fully exposed, welcoming asshole. I bent down a bit to grant him better access to my asshole. He started doing to my asshole what he had just been doing to my pussy. I was loving the sensation of his warm tongue invading my ass and I started to moan loudly.
He released my ass cheeks, keeping his tongue planed in my ass, he moved his hands around my hips and started rubbing my clit with his fingers. The sensation was so delicious I started to cum. I was ready to collapse. The only thing holding me up was his tongue in my ass and his hands on my pussy.
He pulled his tongue out of my asshole, turned me around and allowed my body to collapse next to him on the shower floor.
After a couple of minutes, we stood up, opened the tap, and cleaned ourselves. We dried each other and got dressed.
When we opened the bedroom door and stepped into the living room, my boyfriend's mom was sitting on the couch. She was wearing a short, light summer dress held up by thin straps. As she was sitting down, her thighs were exposed, and her cleavage was clearly visible. I was almost certain that she had no underwear on.
She looked at us as we walked into the living room, winked and said "did you guys enjoy your shower? I certainly enjoyed the sound effects." She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and replied that it was quite enjoyable and satisfying. This time it was my turn to wink and smile.
