Dancing With Mom: Chapter Two

Dancing With Mom: Chapter Two

Arizona Adventure

In anticipation of the football season's commencement, I couldn't help but feel thrilled. Knowing the opening game was merely a warm-up, answering the question of our struggle with performance, helped ease any apprehensions. A breed of games showcased weaknesses that could be mended during a real match without the threat of losing. We were playing a lowly team so inferior even within their niche, the upcoming game would certainly be free of challenges.

Surprisingly, the final score was an overwhelming 84 to 0.

It was a real spectacle, given that the opposing team hardly crossed the midfield. I aced four passing touchdowns and a magnificent 75-yard touchdown run in the first half alone, allowing me to take a break in the second half so my substitute could gain invaluable game knowledge.

Heading towards Arizona was about more than simply joining the football bandwagon, despite it being a reputed Power Five program. While football's performance of the Wildcats has left much to be desired for a long time, their baseball team ranks quite high in national standings. This enticement was a drawing factor, but not sufficient to ignite my interest in the Wildcats.

My true aim for attending Arizona was remarkably similar to the acclaimed NFL star, Rob Gronkowski, who chose the University of Arizona due to its gripping party lifestyle. Arizona's "outfit policy" allowing young females to dress with barely there clothing in the scorching climate further enticed me, attracting me like a magnet.

Gronk, being a fan of glorious parties, instead selected Arizona over innumerable other universities courting him. To attain this experience, I intended to accompany my mother on an excursion, which presented an unexpected duo. Although my father would have been an ideal travel mate, I've always found myself gravitating towards my mom.

The airplane ride was chock-full of quirky interactions, characteristic of my relationship with mom. Sniping about being unclean post-match, yet comfortably settling on my chest, creating an illusion of affectionate mates. I, towering at six-foot-five, could pass for twenty-five, which is perfectly fine as twenty-five-year-olds bear the possible maturity to love thirty-four-year-olds.

Mom appeared impossibly young, born of her exemplary fitness regime and proper sleep habits. Settling comfortably, I allowed myself to drift to sleep, mum snoozing on my chest. Our liaison appeared romantic more than mere mother-son bond, evoking an exhilarating response in me.

Mom

The male pheromones were prevalent amidst the sweat, not enjoyable or revolting. It exhilarated me. Not bothering to conceal the wet spot enveloping my thighs from my son, I snuggled closer to him, allowing my arms to relax on his chest. I was jolted awake when the pilot announced landing. Scrabbling upright, I realized the dampness in my panties. Astonished, I concluded, I'm outgrowing my panties, and sometimes, my pants too since I can't stop wetting them. I surveyed my son, sitting in a relaxed position in the seat, indifferent to my soaked crotch. Clad in a pink tank top complimenting a pink bra, a tantalizing view for his hungry eyes, I asked if he noticed. Instruction not necessary, he scrutinized my cleavage, rendering a given reaction.

Regularly roused, my pussy throbbed, lurching at every trigger. I have to do something before it robs me of my last pair of lace panties, I fumed. Recovering my composure, I realized, This has to end.

Once disembarked, I rushed to the restroom to change. I threw away the soggy pink panties, hoping for better luck with a change of underwear. We collected our luggage and rented a car, arriving in our hotel around 1 am.

Dave had already contacted the Arizona football and baseball coaches about our arrival. Eager for the meeting, I hinted it'd be ideal to switch rooms to have separate beds. He casually dismissed the idea, citing exhaustion from the journey.

"Can't we inquire about a double bed?" I persisted.

"No, Mom. It's 1:30 pm there, which equates to 3:30 am at home. I gotta wake up by 7 am for a recruitment event, probably won't return to bed until after 2 am. Not gonna waste my time swapping rooms. I'll take the door side, and you can have the other."

The confidence in his voice left me stunned. I had never heard him speak this way to me before, certainly not with such authority. It seemed he didn't just command the attention of others physically, but his very presence demanded obedience. I couldn't help but feel the surge of submission within myself, a feeling I'd only experienced with Haru. Imagining him summoning women like that, I thought, Goodness, those girls never stood a chance. Maybe all he needs to do is point at a girl and they automatically give in to him.

As the night drew to a close, David undressed and climbed into bed on his side, tucking himself in under the covers. I changed into my night clothes in the bathroom and joined him, carefully avoiding any contact between us.sleep quickly came.

The sound of a phone alarm awoke me just after seven-thirty AM. I left the soothing melody playing as I slowly awakened, realizing I was nestled in David's powerful embrace. My breasts were being gently held by a hand that was still limp from sleep. I was somewhere in the middle of the bed, completely enveloped in his arms. His breath was even and steady, a reassuring sign he was still asleep.

My instinct was to immediately remove his hand, but I hesitated and appreciated the closeness for a moment, trying to resist the urge to get up, but ultimately lost the battle. I slid his arm off me and turned off the phone. Moving around the bed, I whispered gently in his ear to wake him up. Suddenly, I realized my mistake. I'm not some random mother waking up her son. I'm a woman, lying naked next to an almost-naked man, who beds every woman in a skirt. This uncomfortable realization sent excitement coursing through my lower body. Thankfully, David was still asleep, unaware of the alarm in my eyes.

To get out of bed, I ventured to the shower to wash off my thoughts of Haru and Natasha as if they were dirty. I could sense my son's dominance seeping into every part of my mind, replacing the thoughts of my lovers. Out of nowhere, he appeared in my mind; I couldn't escape his grip. It was frustrating, not being able to push him away from my sexual fantasies.

Feeling a desperate need to relieve myself, I closed my eyes and replaced David with the women I longed for, but it all felt so wrong. My hand slid over my body, seeking stimulation as the hot water ran over my skin, touching every part of me. I bit down on my hand to stifle the noise, anxious to keep David out of my mind. Stay away, my son!, I thought desperately, but he wouldn't listen.

It wasn't long before the tension in my body peaked, and I found myself moaning into my hand. I couldn't resist any longer and allowed myself to revel in the taboo of thinking of my own son in a sexual manner. My fingers operated at a frantic pace, quickly bringing me to orgasm. Squeezing my legs together, I lost control as the wave of pleasure shook me. I slumped down, losing strength in my limbs, and passed out.

I slowly came to, waking up naked in my bed, looking up at David staring down at me with a mix of worry and confusion. I covered my breasts with my hand and my crotch with my legs. Damn, my son is witnessing me naked, I thought, horrified. How could I ever show my face to him again? 'Please, son, cover me', I pleaded, watching as he gathered the blanket to cover me. When asked if I was okay, I simply reassured him and asked him to shower while I rested.

I gradually got up and strolled nude toward the suitcase. Searching for a pair of matching yellow underwear and bra, I put on a brief shorts outfit of cut-off jeans, a white tank-top, and a red cover-up. I was nearly finished with my hair when David emerged from the restroom in only shorts, showcasing his muscular upper body. Pretending not to notice, we continued dressing ourselves and descended to the dining area for breakfast.

David

"Wow, what transpired between your mother and I in the bathroom? I'm relieved she's okay, but since laying eyes on her body, my erection has remained firm. I've often fantasized about her, and I enjoy touching her body, but I never imagined ACTUALLY having sex with her. I don't know anymore. I'm going to give it a shot."

Mom and I arrived at the athletic weight room around 10:30 in the morning. I met with my corresponding halfbacks coach, the one who oversees my region, as well as the quarterbacks coach, the individual with whom I'd be spending considerable time if I joined UA.

The meeting was pleasantly pleasant, and they guided me around a few areas of the athletic facility before taking me to the employees' lounge, where the main coach was getting ready for the day's game with the other coaching staff. I spent 20 minutes chatting with everyone before they put me in contact with a wide receiver on the team named DeMarcus.

DeMarcus was a freshman who was redshirted, meaning he wasn't competing in any games that season, but just practicing and working out to develop his skills.

We were also joined by two spirit liaisons, Lily and Piper, who focused on showing new students around the campus. Both girls were blonde-haired blondes with perky breasts and flat bellies. Wearing University of Arizona t-shirts tied just below their breasts, revealing their toned, alluring midriffs, and shorts of appropriate length to showcase their tanned, sexy thighs. The bottom of each girl's thong was visible above their skirts; Lily wore a yellow thong, while Piper wore pink.

We all laughed and flirted as we moved around campus. DeMarcus had been trying to befriend Lily for a while, but it appeared she wasn't giving in anytime soon. Instead, she spent most of her time clinging to Mom's side, while Piper blatantly flirted with me.

The gathering came to a halt at a neighborhood grill that DeMarcus wanted to eat at. We were all seated, with our food, when Lily made a strange remark. "You realize, David, that it's rather unique that you brought your girlfriend," she stated.

This statement completely floored me. Lily spent all of her time with Mom, and she believed she was young enough to be David's girlfriend?

Exchanging a quick look with Mom, registering the surprise on her face, I smiled and utilized the situation. "Yes, she came to protect my virtue. Someone hinted there were some incredibly naughty women in Arizona," I remarked, directing a playful grin at Piper.

Piper stuck her tongue out at me, but continued to run her hand up my leg beneath the table.

The conversation continued with the two girls peppering David with inquiries about his 'girlfriend' relationship. I replied to all of them, having a great time making up a story as we went. Mom remained silent; I could sense she was astounded by everything that transpired.

Finally, the conversation ended, with Lily and Piper inviting David and me to their sorority gathering after the football game. David consented, and we said our farewells before heading back to the hotel.

Once inside the rental car, I launched into David with a volley of strikes on his arm. "Why did you let them believe we were a pair?" I pleaded, while still striking him.

"I thought it was amusing. They think you're a college-aged student. Also, if they realized you were my mother, they'd never invite you to the party tonight. You never had the opportunity to experience college life with Dad, you were taking care of us at home."

While returning home, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to step into a traditional Greek house. Haru, a high school friend of mine, had spent time with his baseball buddies at Vanderbilt. However, I lived with my parents, and they, along with Haru's parents next door, were helping me raise our kids. I only got to meet Haru on weekends during college, so I didn't have much experience with college life. Thus, I secretly yearned to attend a sorority party. Although my resentment towards David was beginning to lessen, I had no intention of sharing this with him.

Upon reaching the hotel, David informed me he was heading to the pool to work out. He asked if I wanted to join him, but I politely declined, maintaining my anger. Once David left, I called Haru to update him on the trip, our plane ride, and the unresolved room confusion. Then, with hesitation, I shared my morning's experience with him. I talked about David touching my breast, me masturbating to David in the shower, passing out, and David pretending I was his girlfriend to his new college friends.

Haru, surprised by this deluge of information, said, "Wow, that's a lot to take in."

"I'm so sorry, Haru. I never meant for anything like this to occur," I said, trying to hide my tears.

"I'm not mad at you in the slightest," Haru replied.

"You're not angry?"

"Nope, baby. Remember how David used to grab you when you danced? Touching your boob must seem like a small thing compared to that. And David has probably seen many naked women in his life, so it's not unusual for him to have had a look at you."

I hesitated. "What if he did check me out?"

"Then he's a very lucky man," Haru chuckled.

"But I'm not laughing, Haru. I'm extremely perturbed by the idea of him touching me. I closed my eyes, and David watched me masturbate."

"It's natural; attractions form between people who work closely together. I bet you felt the need to relieve yourself from the sexual tension," Haru explained.

"Maybe there's something between them," I said skeptically.

"No, Haru trusts you. He loves you, and I'm sure you would never cheat on him."

IORAPHI

I sighed, relieved by Haru's confidence in me. It was true; I loved Haru deeply. But I was scared that my son, David, who had managed to turn me on sexually, would eventually make a move.

"Honey, I've been abstinent for quite some time. If David tries anything, I fear I might give in. I still haven't had sex in too long," I confessed.

"I don't think David will attempt anything, and you wouldn't yield if he did. But if you're truly concerned, go to that sorority party and spend the night with a girl. Release your sexual desire," Haru advised.

The thought of engaging with a young college girl appealed to me. My mind immediately flashed back to how soft Lily's skin was and how pleasant the fruity shampoo in her hair smelled. Could I persuade her to share a bed with me tonight? I ended our conversation with Haru and began planning my outfit for the party.

At the pool, I carried out my workouts. After swimming a few warm-up laps, I started using water resistance weights to exercise my muscular pains from the previous game night. While there, a woman with a deep tan continuously watched me from far. I decided to start a conversation with her. Her name was Lola, a 30-something Latina, with black shoulder-length hair. Her body wasn't slim, but her five-foot-five-inch body was well-proportioned. It didn't take long for Lola to agree to return to her hotel room; her husband was working, so he was gone for the day.

In her room, she suddenly went at me aggressively, pushing me onto the bed and perching atop my hips. She removed her bikini top and leaned in to lock lips while pressing her small breasts against my chest. I hands reached out, stroking down her curves as they slid across my hands, landing at her lower half.

I tugged the strings on her bottoms to undo them, which came undone and loosely fell on me. She inquired, "Condom?" while looking at me with pleading eyes.

"I don't have one with me," I mentioned, casually caressing the skin of her behind.

"Do be careful," she uttered, "It's my fertile time of the month."

I spooned her, rolling onto her back, and taking off my swim shorts. I moved up the bed between her legs, hovering over her with my member nestled between her legs. I made the first stroke, going into her. Lola's face twisted in anticipation and pleasure as I made my way deeper inside her, moving rhythmically with each thrust, morphing her pussy to accommodate me more with each stroke until my head touched her cervix, making first contact with her ass. Lola's pussy, while regular, was more than satisfying to my needs. I sped up my thrusting, increasing the speed, inspiring her to gyrate and scream out with joy.

"Harder! Harder! Harder!" she shouted.

"Take this, dirty whore!" I cried out, picking up the pace even more.

"Right there, keep going! I'm about to cum!"

I increased my rapid thrusting, pushing deeper as my head kissed the tip of her cervix and finally bottoming out. Lola writhed under me as I arrived at my orgasm, splashing fluids deep into her womb. Her climax struck next as my fluids got pushed even deeper.

We gasped together to catch our breathe, with Lola murmuring "Wow, yours were much quicker than I anticipated. I thought you'd last longer".

"Sorry, it seems you reignite something in me," was my reply, lost in my thoughts, envisioning my mother.

"Yeah right," she chuckled, still catching her breath. "still, that was spectacular. Maybe this will help get me pregnant. My husband is struggling."

"Glad you're using me," was my response, locking eyes with the clock. "We need to meet up with Lily and Piper before the game."

I parted from Lola, but when I entered the room to change, I saw my mother.

Dressed in lacy pink heels with straps halfway up her shin, a pair of bohemian Daisy Duke shorts, and a tied-up long-sleeve white shirt revealing her flat stomach and decolletage. She walked towards me, touching my face, prompting my mouth shut. "That's the sensation I wanted to create," she elucidated, smiling smugly. She used her palms to hoist me up, softly whispering to my ear, "Now keep in mind, I'm your girlfriend tonight, but I'm still your mother, treating me with respect, yes?"

Stabilizing myself, I replied, "No promises," smirk on my face.

She giggled and smacked my bottom "Get changing, it's time to meet up with Lily and Piper before the game starts. I'll be waiting in the car."

My vision faded back to reality as I prepared for the football match.

*** Bold: Sorry, it seems you reignite something in me. Italics: With that encouragement, I flipped Lola onto her back and took off my swim trunks, crawling to her legs, positioning the tip of my cock at her pussy entrance. Despite her lack of special traits, her ravine was more than enough to fulfill my desires. Underline: With my pace quickening, a premonition being my orgasm approached, along with the possibility of impregnating her. She cried out, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, damn motherfucker!", and at that instant, I pictured my mother. Although fleeting, a remembrance appeared in my mind, noticeable enough for me to lose my control and vied my orgasm. "Oh shit, I'm culminating!" I exclaimed, to which Lola commandingly locked her legs, obstructing escape. Acknowledging I was cornered, I drilled as deeply in her as I could, howling my conclusion, sending a ropes of precious seeds inside. She screamed in orgasmious bliss as her climax overtook her, ensnaring my ejaculate more firmly.

*** Bold: I'm about to cum. Italics: She shouted urgently "Don't you dare!" as she locked her legs around my back, preventing escape.

*** Bold: My control was fading. Underline: Suddenly, the image of my mother's naked body crossed my mind.

*** Bold: I can't hold out much longer. ***

With so much tension, I thought about my mom more and more.

so, at last, i picked up the pace, feeling:

Italics: every inch of it slide up and down my cock.

My control faded away, and I felt:

Bold: rosy ropes of semen emission deep into Lola's fertile womb.

Lola shouted in results, her body going:

Bold: ecstatic orgasm.

The game wasn't exactly thrilling. In the sixty-thousand seat stadium where Arizona was hosting Colorado State, a good chunk of seats remained empty on the opening day. It was even more disheartening because they were losing to a team from a less prestigious athletic conference. The devastating result would certainly be a blow to the team's reputation, but it didn't change my mind about attending the university. The only saving grace of the visit was the presence of three gorgeous ladies - Lily, Piper, and, of course, my mom - who kept me entertained throughout the match with their lively banter. Lily and my mom particularly captivated my attention. I found myself reminding my 'girlfriend' not to flirt too much with Lily.

Then the game ended with a shocking turn of events. Colorado State took the victory with a score of 30-24. I turned to Piper and offered a sympathetic kiss on her lips, expressing my sympathy for her school's defeat. Meanwhile, Lily and my mom were snuggled up close to each other, with mom softly stroking Lily's ear and stealing a glance at her. As mom's arm retreated, it appeared that she'd just touched Lily under her denim skirt, and her fingers shone with a subtle sheen.

My excitement levels soared as I realized that Lily wasn't really into men. Considering the situation, I had always harbored suspicions about the relationship between my mom and Millie, but now I was positive that my mom liked women. What a hot night this was going to be!

Sofia

As we strolled towards the sorority house after the game, my legs relished the sensation of my Daisy Duke jeans coming into contact with my clit. A brand-new experience for me, I was thrilled to attend my first college party. Although Haru played baseball for Vanderbilt and I lived with my parents, looking after the children and teaching ballet with my mom, this environment was utterly thrilling.

It was close to midnight, and the entire student body was already inebriated. I'd never seen the inside of one of these huge fraternity houses, and it felt like a mansion, albeit not as grandiose as our house in Nashville, which boasted Haru's considerable earnings from his baseball career and business investments. Still, these houses made me realise that college students were in for quite a treat. The common areas were opulent, and the entire property appeared capable of turning into a rave at a moment's notice.

I entered the double doors, flanked by Lily on my right and David on my left, with Piper on David's other arm. We formed a mesmerizing quartet. Upon seeing familiar faces in a corner of the room, Piper dragged David away to engage their friends - a group that included athletes from the university. This left me alone with Lily.

"Can you dance?" Lily inquired, her gaze drawn to the dance floor under the vibrant disco lights.

"Absolutely," I replied, flashing her a cheeky grin. I drew her to the dance floor behind me. I knew how to lead a woman, thanks to my experience in guiding them through the intricacies of dance. Over the years, I'd taught many women how to dance, so there was no way Lily could resist my moves.

I spun Lily around, showing her all kinds of elegant steps she'd never learned before. Her body, naturally, responded to my lead. It wasn't long before the slow music began to play. I brought her in close and danced face to face, our hips moving seductively in sync. When the tempo increased again, Lily signalled that she'd had enough and directed me towards a corner where beer was arranged in huge, metal tubs with ice. As I cracked open a light beer, I observed David dancing with both Piper and a female athlete, managing to hold their attention at the same time.

Lily and I chatted for a while, then I grabbed the first of two beers. Out of nowhere, the crowd erupted into a raucous, "Shots! Shots! Shots!" Whilst Lily seemed keen to replicate the frat boys' behavior, I was hesitant. However, I didn't have a say, as Lily threw herself onto the counter and ordered a Patrón shot to be poured on her belly. All I could do was down that shot out of Lily's belly button then lick away the remainder from her flat, toned stomach.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" came the shouts. Seizing the moment, I began kissing Lily's belly, making my way up to her chest, lingering at her left breast just long enough to nibble on her nipple. Then, my lips kissed their way up her cleavage, up her neck, and finally to her lips. Lily immediately parted her lips, and my tongue slipped into her mouth as the crowd around us cheered. We indulged in exploring each other's mouths for a brief moment before separating.

As I stood up, I felt Piper's hands on my head. "Looks like someone's getting frisky with their boyfriend right there," she teased, helping me put on a blindfold. I tensed, but she assured me, "Relax, it's just belly shots. It's more intense this way." She pushed me against the countertop, helping me onto the spot Lily had just occupied, leaving me unable to see anything.

I felt a cold liquid drizzling down on my belly as Piper stroked my hair, calming me down. I heard the chanting of "Shots!" again. I'd anticipated Lily leaning in, but instead, someone else's rough face greeted me. Realizing it was a random college student, I was about to stand up, but the night's alcohol was already affecting me. The man licked all over my belly, and I couldn't resist how good the sensations were. His hand roamed up my side before grabbing my breasts and tugging them. He trailed his lips up my neck and face towards my mouth.

After a brief moment, he sealed his lips against mine. For the first time, I didn't immediately return his kiss. I'd never kissed any man but Haru. David's demanding kiss eventually made me open my mouth a crack, allowing his passage. I started kissing him back, and the crowd erupted in a second round of cheers.

"Your boyfriend is fantastic at turning you on," Piper commented, as she removed the blindfold.

I hesitated, then realized I was staring into David's eyes. My son had taken a shot from my belly, licked me clean, and French kissed me. I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted to scream, to punch him, but I couldn't. I was supposed to be his girlfriend. Kissing your boyfriend isn't unusual for a girlfriend. David leaned in and planted a final, undesired kiss on my lips. Lily gave me a hug and praised it as hot. I sat silently, refusing to let go of her.

"Lily, Piper says you two live together," David said, a mischievous grin on his face.

Piper spoke into Lily's ear, then told us, "Alright, let's go check out your room." They led us away from the noise of the party, Piper clinging to my son while I held tightly onto Lily, seeking comfort and familiarity amidst my confusion.

The room wasn't large, with each girl having a bed against opposite walls, separated by only a step. They had their own shower and sink, and a closet that was too small for two women, leading to overflowing clothing.

The contrast between the girls' sides of the room was intriguing. Piper's side functioned as a clothing overflow zone, boasting an array of items from pants to panties hung up on a ceiling line. Her wall was decorated with rock band posters and toy dildos built into the shelves. Lily's side held female singer posters and family photos on the wall, while her space was organized and neat.

The conversation between the four of us quickly dissipated as David got Piper on her back, holding her down with one hand while the other dug beneath her skirt. His mouth was on the crook of her neck. [Paraphrased Text Ends Here]

"Looks like your boyfriend's having a great time," Lily purred in my ear as she kissed my neck and explored my waist. If I hadn't drunk so much alcohol and who knows how many shots from Lily's navel, I might have been able to make better choices. Adding to the fact that my pussy had been neglected for months from Haru and weeks from Natasha, my decision-making skills were already stretched thin. Having sex in the same room as my son at that moment didn't seem like a big deal.

"He's seen me naked today, what harm could it do if he watched another girl eat me out?" I thought to myself, trying to ignore the fact that my son was in the room.

Lily moved behind me, so I turned to kiss her, feeling her soft lips on mine. My hands rested on top of hers, not stopping her from moving over my body, just enjoying the sensation. She slid down my slender belly then up my sides before placing her hands on my breasts, lightly squeezing and undoing the knot that held my shirt together. I turned to face her again, placing my hands on her shoulders and pushing her back onto the bed.

She resisted and leaned in for another kiss, saying between kisses, "I'm in charge of this situation. All you need to do is lie back and enjoy yourself." She reached around to unhook my bra, exposing my size-D breasts to the air. Taking one in her hand, she guided me onto my back.

Lily moved her hands down my body to my legs, then down my legs to my heels that were still laced halfway up my calves. Untying the shoe and pulling them off, Lily took the time to gently rub my sore feet and legs. I moaned in pleasure as she rubbed my sore feet and legs. As I relaxed, my head turned to check on Piper and David, both completely naked now.

I observed as Piper performed oral sex on David's cock. It was a beautiful cock, just like his father's. I secretly congratulated myself on creating such an attractive man. Lost in my thoughts, Lily's massage concluded, and she began to undo my Daisy Dukes. As the pressure on my hips eased, I willingly lifted my hips to allow her to remove my shorts and panties, leaving me fully exposed to everyone in the room.

I made eye contact with Lily, as she spread my legs, exposing my pussy. The feeling of her staring at me sent shivers down my body. I love showing off, and my pussy was no different. Lowering her head, Lily kissed her way down my legs. I kept my eyes on my son, who was now watching me jerk off. We shared a unique connection, not lovers' desire or motherly love, but a combination of the two that I'd never felt before.

My breathing quickened and I let out my first loud moan of the night as Lily's tongue grazed over my clit for the first time. Though she wasn't as experienced as Natasha or Yana, she still knew how to please me. I squeezed my breasts in reaction to her tongue, initially as a response but then decided to put on a show for David, who was intently watching my body move. I was indifferent to the inconsistency in my feelings, I wanted him to cum while watching me. I wanted to be the cause of his release.

Lily increased her speed, and so did Piper. I was close to orgasm, I could feel it, my legs tightened around Lily's head, my hips bucked and my back arched, but I refused to break eye contact with David. His chest started to heave and his muscles tightened. We watched each other as we approached climax, and the two roommates sped up.

Silently, David whispered, "I love you, mom." The warmth and compassion filled me, and without uttering a word, I conveyed the same message through my silent gaze. That tiny exchange was all he needed.

I observed as David sat back, breaking eye contact with me. I shifted my gaze to the bobbing head of Piper, who diligently continued her work on David's cock. I watched as David's balls tightened, and he grunted loudly, his balls contracting several times, depositing his load into Piper's mouth. Piper, to her credit, didn't miss a beat and swallowed every drop, refusing to abandon the task at hand. [Text Paraphrased By GPT-3.5 other names Hirethisgirl]

Watching my son climax into a woman's mouth made me lose control; I squeezed hard on Lily's head, pulling her in even deeper as I reached down and grabbed her bleached-blonde hair, shoving her face into my cunt. I emitted a loud squeal as I came, showering Lily with my juices, and blacking out momentarily.

Upon waking up, I discovered I was covered with a blanket and Lily was on her knees between the beds, with Piper next to her, licking off my secretions from Lily's face and laughing with each other.

After stepping off the bed, David maneuvered Piper onto it, positioning himself in front of her face. I quickly heard moans of pleasure as the woman orgasmed.

Lily, still dressed, turned to face me and crawled towards me, offering a kiss. Our lips connected, then separated promptly, before she moved to my neck for some soft bites and kisses. All of a sudden, she latched onto the side of my neck with a deep bite, clearly leaving her mark. I allowed it and embraced the hot young woman, letting her claim me with her hickey.

Letting go of my neck, she inspected her handiwork. After approving of her efforts, she rose and stripped her clothes, baring her perky breasts. I then drew her onto the bed and laid her back. "Keep the skirt on," she directed, as I reached between her legs and pulled down her yellow thong.

As my head rested underneath her skirt, I inhaled the scent of her moist slit, then began to work my magic on that tight wet opening. I knew exactly how to bring a woman to climax, and the challenge of bringing Lily to three explosive cummings before David reached his goal for Piper drove me further.

I won the race, bringing Lily to three ecstatic screaming orgasms in under five minutes. Out of breath, she pulled my hair back, pulling my face from her wetness, and leaned in for another smooch, pressing her sex upon mine and enjoying the feeling of our tits pressed against each other.

"Piperrrr," she yelled, still under David's oral attention, "I want him inside me. Make him hard again!"

Lily dragged me to the floor by David's side, where he was dining on Piper's orgasms. In a sex-induced trance, I didn't register Lily pulling me under his body, towards his now-stiff cock. She chuckled, playfully hiding under David's half-shadow. Dave's large cockhead, already coated in my juices, was between Lily's lips, and she began slurping on it.

surprised, but despite this, I didn't move. I'd never sucked a cock other than my boyfriend's, and here I had my son's dick in my mouth. I couldn't think; I couldn't move; all I could do was stare with panic. Lily quickly ended the kiss, guiding David's manhood into my waiting mouth.

Devastated, I couldn't react. Lily manipulated David's tool with her hands as he pushed deeper into my mouth. I had no choice but to accept it and began sucking his dripping cock greedily. After approximately five minutes, we heard a sudden halt to Piper's breathing. Apparently, this silent woman had an unbelievable silent orgasm.

As Piper climaxed, Davis stood up, gazing at me with his dick still in my mouth. I detached myself from it, making a distinct sound, and licked the underside of his penis as a good-luck gesture. Grinning, my child readjusted Piper's position, ensuring she was on her stomach and her rear was raised. He grabbed her hips, preparing to mount her from behind. He carefully applied the head of his bare penis against Piper's vaginal lips and pushed forward, entering her.

I shifted to the other bed, cuddling with Lily while we didn't need anything, as we observed Davis slamming into Piper with incredible fervor. It was fascinating to see my son, this extraordinary alpha male, turn the attractive blond into a pool of sweat under him. Around ten minutes later, Davis glanced at me. Our eyes met, causing David to speed up his pace; his strokes turned erratic, ultimately resulting in him roaring another orgasm, filling Piper's uterus with his seed without breaking eye contact with me. The notion of watching my son ejaculate inside Piper's vagina as he gazed at me thrilled me.

I pondered if I had just become a grandmother. I didn't regard Piper as my daughter-in-law, but the thought of seeing my son impregnate a female tantalized me inexplicably.

Lily extinguished the lights and we nestled into the two beds, drifting to sleep in each other's embrace. During the night, I woke up to the noise of copulation in the adjacent bed. I assumed it was David and Piper again, but I was alone and Piper was talking. "Be gentle with her, she never sleeps with men. You're her first in years." I observed as David took fifteen minutes to extend his penis into Lily before climaxing and depositing his semen in his freshly acquired partner's vagina. David and Piper returned to their bed, and Lily returned to me.

"Did you climax?" I asked Lily.

"No, I don't really favor sex with men; I simply desired to sample your boyfriend for some bizarre reason."

I felt sorrowful for Lily, so I moved to the dark room's lower half, positioning myself opposite her vagina. I licked Lily out, relishing the taste of her saltiness, unintentionally ignoring that it was David's sperm and vaginal fluids I was consuming. I assisted Lily in attaining a gentle orgasm, and then snuggled back into her embrace to sleep.

Approximately an hour later, I awoke desiring to urinate. It was still dark, with the clock indicating 5:03 a.m. I moved to the bathroom to relieve myself. As I was laundering myself, David appeared, characteristic of completely naked individuals entering bathrooms. He fixed his opinion on me, his six-foot-five form dominating my vision. He approached me, shutting the door behind him.

Turning towards me, he directed his mouth toward mine, just starting to kiss me. Although my brain was obscured, I assumed that having my son's tongue in my mouth wasn't any worse than his penis, so I permitted him to embrace me. Then, he lifted me into the air, seated me on the sink. It was the ideal elevation for David to penetrate me, and he started to line his penis with the vaginal opening.

Realizing what was about to happen, I separated our lips and attempted to halt him from engaging me. I could not have sex with my son or any guy not named Haru. I had already violated boundaries, and I needed to stop NOW!

"David, we can't! I'm a wedded woman. Your father is the only man I've had intercourse with."

"So, you've slept with several women?"

"Many of them, but Haru is the only guy, and I'll not be with anyone other than him."

"It'll be all right, mom. You don't have to inform dad." While persisting, he attempted to reposition his penis within me. I struggled to hinder it, regretting my hasty decision.

The cheerful and affectionate David, my son, David - the man who reassured women and magnetized them like a magnet to honey - was now gone. In his place was a man who didn't negotiate with women. He anticipated every female in his presence to comply with his instructions. This person was treacherous, not because he would harm you, but because failing to satisfy him would be unbearably distressing. Instruction: Allow your legs to open and let him have his way with you.

It's my time of the month, so what's the harm in letting him enter me?

However, I was too loyal to Haru - I had to devise a method to please this man without allowing him to have sex with me.

"Allow me to suck your penis, love. I want you to climax in my mouth." I pleaded.

Gradually, David's eyes turned soft. He moved away and allowed me to step off the sink counter. Kneeling, I inspected my son's penis in my hands. Dammit, Haru, why didn't you come home to fuck me? Why did you permit me to teach David salsa? Why aren't you on this trip with your son? I'm on my knees about to take our son's cock in my mouth because you're not present. THIS IS YOUR FAULT! raced through my mind, before swallowing David's cock in a swift, decisive movement.

I practised oral pleasuring on my son's cock, and my head bobbed back and forth. Earlier it had been a fun phase of sex with Lily, but here I was feeling humiliated, since I was obliged to suck a cock because of my son's stubborn nature. He was exactly like his father in that sense.

One of the exciting aspects of Haru was being naughty to bring out that aspect of him, and then succumbing entirely. And my son had performed the same process on me, but I was far from amused. I wasn't amused because I had failed to surrender myself to his unwavering will. I supplicated for leniency and received it. That experience was dreadful.

As I sucked on him, I realized that I didn't want to continue the blowjob - what I desired was for him to compel me into intercourse. I craved him to take on the whole responsibility, to leave me an innocent, guiltless mother. I longed for my son to fuck me, to overpower me, to demand I bestow on him everything I give to his dad, and to expect that I obey, without question, his every irrational command.

Realizing this, I sucked harder, reluctant to prolong this on my own. I was enraged at David for not compelling me, for not dominating me, for not raping me, if necessary. Why didn't he just violate me? Am I not worthy of being seized? Does he really love me?

Inundated with these irrational musings, I devoured him harder, anxious not to lengthen this blowjob. Eventually, I realized that he was starting to tense up and groan in anticipation of his fourth orgasm of the evening. A small dollop of jism found its way into my waiting mouth. I gulped it down like a good girl, while internally, I was furious that he hadn't exploited me, that he hadn't seized me, that he hadn't demanded to possess me entirely, without question, and to relinquish myself to him.

Refusing to gaze at him, I rose, left the bathroom and crept back into bed, waking Lily only enough for her to embrace me snuggly between myself and David's side of the room.

On Sunday morning, I woke around ten, still bare-naked. David had already left to converse with the baseball coaches and wind up with the football coaches. Piper and Lily were conversing, adorned in long nightshirts. I donned one of Lily's nightshirts, relishing the fact it still bore her scent. I conversed with the two college maids for more than an hour, Piper yearning for further sexual conquest, yet neither Lily nor I entertained the thought. By half past eleven-thirty, I expressed my goodbyes to the ladies and left to pack the hotel room.

When David surfaced at the hotel, I refrained from uttering a word to him. I simply stowed our belongings into the rental car and waited for him to take us back to the plane terminal. Once at the airport, I transmitted his boarding ticket and the keys to my vehicle parked at Nashville International Airport, devising some story as to why I wasn't flying with him, informing him I'd return home in the coming days.

He undoubtedly manifested anxiety as he queued to be inspected by TSA. Disregarding my son, I strolled over to the ticket counter and procured a flight to Denver. The Colorado Rockies were steadily approaching their home stretch, and I could no longer abstain from meeting Haru.

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