Thanks for the positive feedback I received about my first ever submission. This family has a lot to offer I believe in future chapters. A little bit of everything for everyone. As my name implies, I have many avenues I'll go down with this storyline... I hope you continue to enjoy as I build the storyline and the characters.
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Since Mom wouldn't budge in regards to a little fooling around before I headed off to class I headed to campus with a raging hard-on and the sweet aroma of my mother's pussy on my lips and in my mind. Don't you just love when you can smell the lingering effects of sex to keep you smiling all day long?
I couldn't help but wonder what Dad had in mind for the three of us this afternoon and evening. Ever since Susan made the volleyball team and had Tuesday evening practices, it had become our weekly play time. Dad would take off work a couple hours early and we'd have a few hours to enjoy each other without fear of Susan walking in on us. I do continue to wonder what she knows, if anything... or what she wonders is going on... or if she's completely oblivious... Oh well, she'll find out soon enough...
As I stroll across campus for my first class of the day I hear my name being called. It's Helen... we dated for a little while but it didn't work out but we remained friends.
"Hey Matt, headed to Psychology?"
"Yep, the usual Tuesday, Thursday grind." I said with a genuine smile. Always good to see Helen... the girl could suck cock better than any of the "girls" I'd dated. She still didn't top Mom though... hard to beat over 20 years of experience, right?
"What's new in your world Matt? Seeing anyone? Any adventures? You know I live vicariously through you!" she laughed.
"No... no girlfriends right now. A couple of first dates but it gets exhausting after a while. You know what I mean... even though you don't want to, you do a lot of pretending and repeating of your life history... etc, etc, etc."
"I know, it's a drag after a while, isn't it? But I have to say, what I liked most about you Matt was that you didn't seem to have just one thing on your mind... you know, one purpose, like most every other guy I've ever met. Are all men pussy hounds??? Other than you?" she laughed at her own wit.
As I listened to what Helen was saying, I was thinking to myself 'Well, when you're getting a blowjob every morning at home, and fun and games several times a week already, I didn't have to be thinking about and chasing pussy every minute of every day.'
"Did you hear me Matt? Why are you grinning like that?"
"Oh sorry Helen, my mind wandered for a second. Yeah, I've actually heard that from a couple of girls I've dated. They liked the fact that I wasn't groping them within 10 minutes of meeting them. I can't imagine what it's like to be a teenage girl out dating the hormone driven beasts out there."
"Well you were always a gentleman... except when I didn't want you to be... I must say, I still think about that gorgeous cock of yours from time to time..."
"Well I must say in return that I think about that amazing mouth of yours... you are very talented and any time you want to reminisce, you just let me know." I said with a wink and a smile and she proceeded to hit me in the arm while giggling.
We parted ways as our respective classes were about to start.
Blah, blah, blah... professor talking about the id, the ego, the whatever... Psychology... wouldn't I love to give that cute little blonde professor a bit of insight into my psychological state and the family dynamic we have at home... Oh the fun that would be to have her analyze what our little family has going on.
So... have you ever sat somewhere, like in class or a coffee shop and lightly traced around your cock just because you like the sensation? During the summer with shorts is when I tend to do it more often... like today... thinking about Mom sucking my cock this morning, the feel of her heavy tits in my hands as I stood behind her cupping them when she was doing the dishes... thinking about what Dad has in mind for Family Fun Tuesday... Daydreaming, looking at the somewhat cute professor as she walks and talks... and talks... Just little circles on the head of my cock through my shorts... feeling myself get harder. I don't know... just feels good...
Anyway, the day drags on... end of one class, grab a quick snack at lunch and head to class two of the day...
Finally, 2:30 arrives and it's time to head home. Dad usually arrives around 3:30... Time to get ready . It's still exciting each week. Never seems to get old. Mom and Dad are amazing... really... The stories I could tell. ;-)
I get home, Mom is bouncing around the house smiling and bubbly... she enjoys Tuesdays... she's the center of attention and she absolutely loves it... craves it I do believe...
She hops over to me as I walk in the door, wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me hard... oh how I love her... on so many levels. Deep kiss, quick dart of the tongues and she bounces away calling out to me as she heads to the kitchen... "Your Dad will be home soon..."
She's so cute... can you say that about your own mother? So cute in her little sweatshorts, loose t-shirt and no bra... I could feel nothing but soft mounds against my chest when she kissed me... and watching those tits bounce always captures my eye... Have I mentioned how much I love her tits? Big, heavy and sagging just a little... to me, that's perfect... heavenly... I love to see them hang and sway when Dad is pounding her from behind... there goes my mind again... wandering...
I go up to my room and change into similar attire as Mom... sweatshorts and a t-shirt and head back down. Mom is on the couch having a little snack. I sit next to her and we chit chat for a minute. I can't control myself and put my hand on her thigh. She smiles as I trace my fingertips around a little... Her legs automatically open just a little, I don't even think she realizes she does it. Fingertips tracing to her inner thigh as we chat... Suddenly she realizes what I'm doing and playfully smacks my hand...
"You know the rules... not til your father gets home."
"Just a little warm-up Mom, it can't hurt anything..." I continue lightly touching and playing. I love it as much as she does. Her legs open a little wider, I can see up the loose fitting shorts that she's shaved perfectly smooth for our play day... my fingers running up and down her leg that's closest to me... up a little further with each pass... teasing... playing... exploring... my favorite.
A tent begins to pop up in my shorts. She notices, smiles and doesn't say anything. With each pass of my fingers I get closer... the thin fabric of her sweat shorts makes it easy for me to barely graze the crease where leg meets pussy. She shivers ever so slightly. She finally leans over and kisses me. Grabs the back of my head and pulls me to her, kisses me hard and deep. My hand moves up to her breast and give it a squeeze, she moans in my mouth. We're both so ready for Dad to get home.
We're kissing harder and deeper and didn't even hear the door open.
