Mommy's Best Friends are Witches

Only, after he visited my grandmother, instead of returning to work, my Dad came home from work. He said he wasn't feeling well. He said he was tired. He said he just needed to rest. He said he'd feel better after he took a nap. Only, he slept through the afternoon and through the night. He slept forever and he never woke up the next morning.

The coroner said that he died of a massive heart attack. The strange thing is that he died around the same time my grandmother passed and around the same time his sexy secretary had a fatal one car accident on her way home from work. The three deaths, my grandmother succumbing to cancer, my Dad dying of a heart attack, and his secretary killed in a one car accident, would be just a coincidence, if it wasn't so odd. Just as coincidental as the three deaths, it was coincidental how my Mom befriended Melissa and Veronica. Just as Melissa came into my mother's life the next morning, when she knocked on the door to give my Mom her condolences, Victoria became friends with Veronica, at a time when her mother had passed, too. The four have been best friends ever since.

Now, I'm not one to believe in witchcraft and reincarnation, but if I did believe in any of that, I'd think that my grandmother killed my Dad to use his soul to be reincarnated. Further, I truly believe that my mother had a hand in helping her mother return to life as Melissa. Moreover, it wouldn't surprise me if, by some spell or potion, my grandmother and/or my mother had a hand in killing his sexy secretary, so that she could use Anne to make Victoria's mother return from the dead as Veronica. Nonetheless, the fact that my grandmother is now my Mom's age and her best friend is weird, just as the fact that Victoria and Veronica are all part of this little conclave of friends is equally as weird, too.

"Damien, put on your bathing suit, come downstairs, and join us by the pool," called my mother up to my open bedroom window. "You stay in your room too much. You need to soak in the sunshine. You need to get some color," she said turning away from looking up at my bedroom window to look at her friends. "He's been looking so pale lately," I heard my mother say to her tanned all over friends.

Having been spying on them, something I routinely do, I stepped away from my bedroom window. Never will I get used to the idea of temperatures in December routinely hovering around 90 degrees. Where's the snow? Even with how my Mom decorated the backyard with lights, an artificial Christmas tree complete with ornaments and gifts beneath the tree, even fake snow, it still doesn't feel anything like Christmas. It's Christmas and we've having a heat wave! It's just not right, so wrong, to hear Christmas music, when the temperatures feel that it should be July instead of December. Jetted to the other side of the world, with everything feeling so topsy turvy, it feels nothing like the holiday season should feel and the Christmases that I've been accustomed to celebrating in New England.

Ass backwards living down under, I wish my Mom had stayed in Boston, instead of moving us to Sydney, Australia. Having just finished with the rainy season, it was monsoon like weather here just a month ago and now it's bright, sunny, hot days. The summer months here are our winter months back home. Nonetheless, with spectacular views, we inherited this beautiful mansion of a home that sits high above the ocean, when my grandmother died. The white sandy beach is just a five minute walk down a winding walkway. Except for this not feeling like Christmas, it's beautiful here and the people are much nicer than those in New England.

"Okay. I'll be right down, Mom," I said stepping closer to the window.

I quickly stripped off my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror, while turning one way and then the other. Not bad, if I say so myself. I look pretty good naked. I took my cock in hand and gave myself a couple of quick strokes, while thinking about having sex with my mother's three, hot friends. Already aroused, I wondered if I stepped closer to the window, if they could see that I was naked, only with my window too high and their vantage point too low, I knew they could only see me from my chest up. In the way they've always flashed me over the years, I'd love to flash them. I'd love for them to see my cock.

Only, it's different with guys flashing women. Deemed perverts, when flashing their cocks, women are deemed sexy, when showing their bodies. On the pretense of collecting me to bring me downstairs, I half wished her friends would come upstairs to get me and catch me naked. I was already excited just thinking about going out back to party with my mother's three sexy friends, when she summoned me to join them. With the women sitting out there topless and with me being a breast man, I couldn't wait to be in the pool with them again.

"Marco! Polo! Marco! Polo! Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to grab your breast," I imagined saying to all of her friends, as I've said to them many times before, as we frolicked and played Marco Polo in the pool.

Hopefully, the more they drank, the more that I can take advantage of them by feeling up their nearly naked bodies. The more they drank the more they'd allow me to touch them and fondle them on the pretense of frolicking in the pool. They all have magnificent breasts, breasts that I fantasize being intimately acquainted.

Then, suddenly, something very strange happened to me. When I was trying to put on my bathing suit. I couldn't. Such a strange sensation, as if I no longer possessed control of my body, as if my legs were made of cement, I couldn't lift my legs high enough to get my feet into the leg openings.

"What the fuck?"

Even when I threw myself backwards on the bed and tried to reach down to grab the top of my bathing suit to put it on my feet and pull it up, as if I suddenly lost all my flexibility and command of my body, I couldn't reach my arms and hands down far enough and couldn't bend my legs high enough to get my feet in the bathing suit openings. As if I was a 90-year-old man, I was unable to dress myself.

"What the Hell?"

Afraid and panicked, I felt helpless. I felt paralyzed. Was I paralyzed? With all the strange food I've been eating, was it the Sushi I ate last night? Maybe it was bad.

Should I yell down to my Mom for her to come upstairs to help me? Only, I'm naked. What if she comes upstairs and sees that I'm naked? Oh, my God. What if she sees my cock? Oh, my God. What if she comes upstairs with her three, sexy friends. Oh, my God. What if they see my cock? Oh, God.

If I wasn't so sexually excited by the mere thought of not only my mother but also my mother's three friends seeing me naked, I'd be so embarrassed. It's one thing to show them my cock but quite another to catch me at a time when I can't even dress myself. Suddenly forgetting that I couldn't move my legs, I was more thinking about my mother and my mother's friends seeing my cock. More excited than embarrassed by the thought of them seeing my cock, I already had an erection just thinking about my Mom and her three sexy friends seeing me naked.

After long suspecting my mother and her three friends of witchcraft and now figuring that they are all witches, I suspected that I was put under a spell. No doubt, that's the reason why I can't lift my legs to put on my bathing suit. Unable to clothe myself, they want me to come downstairs naked. If I didn't know any better but I did know better, I'd think that my mother and her three friends were deliberately trying to keep me naked. With a spell of nakedness put over me, I figured I was bewitched, possessed, and/or charmed. No doubt, their way of keeping me naked, I was commanded to come downstairs naked. Certainly, except for not being able to lift my legs to get them through the bathing suit openings, I felt normal in every other way. Further, with the erection I had and was still getting, everything of importance seemed to be in good working order.

Nonetheless, no matter how hard I tried, even when I put the bathing suit on the floor and tried to step into it, I couldn't coordinate and maneuver my feet well enough to put on my swim trunks. Frustratingly excited, already aroused, I walked around my bedroom naked and with an erection. Then, it occurred to me. This is my opportunity to live out my sexual fantasy. Did my mother want me to ask her and her three friends to come upstairs? Where they all hoping that I'd call down to them for help? On the pretense of seeing me naked, is that why they put a spell on me? Maybe, unable to resist them, they'd all push my naked body back upon my bed and have sex with me. Nah.

"What am I going to do now? I told my Mom that I'd be right down. I don't want to be rude. I don't want to disobey my mother, after she's been so good to me and she's supported me."

Then, I realized, if I couldn't get my swim trunks on, no doubt okay with them, that would be okay with me, too. I'll just go outside naked. The thought of walking outside naked sexually excited me in a way that I've never been sexually excited before. If by the thought of myself exposing my cock to my mother her three friends could be translated to electricity, I was so electrically charged that I was shaking. I was quaking. I was sparking with sexual excitement. I could, no doubt, power the whole house with the sudden lustful, sexual fever that I felt by the mere thoughts of exposing my cock to my mother and her three friends.

A sexual fantasy come true, always wanting to flash them all my cock, I always wanted to walk around my mother and her three hot friends naked, anyway. I always wanted to show them my cock. I always imagined the looks on their faces, when seeing my cock. Only, how would they react if I walked out back naked? What would they say? What would they do? How would they react to seeing my big, erect prick?

Knowing full well my mother and her three friends were just outside sunning themselves by the pool topless, again, I slowly walked downstairs and paraded through the house naked. This was outrageous. Never have I felt so free. Never have I been so perverted. Never have I felt so sexually excited.

With my cock bouncing up and down and swaying side to side with every step I took, knowing that my mother and three hot women were just a few feet away, just outside the kitchen door that led directly to the pool, it felt so sexually erotic to be naked. Excited to show them my cock, I now wanted to show them my cock. I couldn't wait for them to see my cock. After the four of them, including my mother, who routinely and inappropriately walked around me with barely any clothes, spent summers flashing me their semi-naked, nearly naked, and naked bodies back home in Massachusetts and now here in Australia, it was my turn to flash them my naked body. It was time that I showed them my cock. Feeling feverish with the erotic anticipation of going outside nude, a longtime fantasy come true, I was shaking with sexual excitement.

A point of no return, I was so nervous. I was so excited. Did I dare walk out back naked? Did I dare show them my cock? Could I go through with exposing my cock to my mother and her three hot friends? It's one thing showing my mother's three friends my cock and quite another to show my Mom my cock.

So excitingly perverted, what would her friends say? What would her friends do? Would they stare or would they look away? Would they reach out and touch my cock, fondle my cock, stroke my cock, fuck my cock, and suck my cock? Oh, my God. Never have I been so outrageously naughty. Never have I felt so horny. Never have I been as intent to show my mother my cock.

If it wasn't enough thinking about the reaction of my Mom's friends, I thought about the reaction of my mother. So deliciously incestuous, what would my Mom say? What would she do? Would she stare or would she look away? Would my mother reach out and touch my cock, fondle my cock, stroke my cock, fuck my cock, and suck my cock? Oh, my God. Never have I been so incestuously naughty. Never have I felt so horny. Never have I been as intent to show my mother my cock.

I stood in the kitchen looking out at the backyard and watching them all drinking, talking, and laughing. They were all there, Victoria, Veronica, and Melissa, sitting around the patio table with my mother, Allison. In tit Heaven, they were all topless. Instead of taking the leap and going outside, instead of embarrassing myself in front of everyone, hoping to ease into my display of public nudity, I was hoping one of her sexy friends would come in the house to use the bathroom and catch me naked in the kitchen.

"Oops, sorry. I'm naked. Please don't look at my erect cock. I'm so embarrassed," I imagined saying to one of my Mom's friends, while pretending that I was embarrassed.

If one my Mom's friends saw me standing here right now, if one of her friends saw me naked, if one of her friends saw my cock, I surely wouldn't be embarrassed. I'd be so very excited that she caught me standing in the kitchen naked. Yet, what if it was my Mom that came in the kitchen and saw me standing here naked? Then, what?

I already had a stiff erection and, if one of my Mom's friends caught me in the kitchen naked, I wondered what she'd do. Would she stare or would she look away? Would she scream or would she smile? Would she touch me? Would she stroke me? Would she allow me to touch her, feel her, and fondle her? Would she fall to her knees and suck me? Would she allow me to bend her over the granite kitchen counter and fuck her doggie style? Just in the way my mother's three friends stare at me, when I'm fully dressed, I know they all want me, especially now, even more so, that I'm naked.

What if it was my mother who caught me in the kitchen naked? I wondered what she'd do? Would she stare or would she look away? Would she scream or would she smile? Would she touch me? Would she stroke me? Would she allow me to touch her, feel her, and fondle her? Would she fall to her knees and suck me? Would she allow me to bend her over the granite kitchen counter and fuck her doggie style? Just in the way she stares at me, when I'm fully dressed, I know my mother wants me, especially now, even more so, that I'm naked.

There was no turning back now. Here I go. Show time! It was now or never. I took a breath, before opening the back door. With my erection sticking straight out, completely naked, I stepped outside totally exposed and walked to where the four women were sitting. When they turned to watch my approach as I neared their table, I stopped to pose in front of my mother and her three hot friends.

"Well, it's about time, Damien," said my Mom reaching out her hand to cup my balls before wrapping her long manicured fingers around my cock to stroke me. "Didn't I tell you, ladies? A sexual instrument of pure perfection, isn't my son's cock beautiful? Look at it. Just look at it. Look how big it is and watch how bigger it gets," she said stroking me faster, before leaning forward to take my cock in her mouth.

"Mom?"

My mother was sucking my cock. She was blowing me, really blowing me. Then, when she removed it from her mouth to speak, she looked up at me and smiled, before turning to her friends.

"Why so shocked, Damien? You act as if you've never received a blowjob before?"

"But, you're my mother, Mom."

"Allison, it's time you called me, Allison. Who wants a turn?" While still holding my erect cock in her hand, she turned to her friends, as if I was merchandise on the auction block.

"Me," said Victoria.

"Me," said Veronica.

"Me," said Melissa.

Victoria, Veronica, and Melissa surrounded me. There were six hands touching me and feeling me everywhere. They made me do all the things that I have dreamt of doing to their naked bodies for years. Sucking Victoria's tits, while playing with Melissa's pussy, I watched Veronica on her knees blowing me. Taking turns and exchanging places, they were a well oiled team and I was their sexual machine.

Melissa removed all the pads from the chaise loungers and lined them up on the cement by the pool. She pulled me down on top of her, reached for my cock, and pushed it in her warm, wet pussy. Oh, my God. I was fucking my mother's friend. I was fucking Melissa. While I was fucking Melissa, Victoria took a position above my head, spread her legs wide, grabbing me by my hair, and pushed my mouth to her pussy. I was fucking Melissa, while eating Victoria.

Even though I had lied to my mother by telling her that I wasn't a virgin, I was. The first time having sex, I was having sex with three hot women. The fact that my mother was watching me having sex with her three friends and that one of her friends, Melissa, was, in essence, my grandmother reincarnated, made that even more incestuously hot. Before I could even finish fucking Melissa and eating Victoria, Veronica grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me away from the two women. Jumping in the pool with me, once we were submerged in the water, she wrapped her arms and her legs around me. We had sex up against the pool wall. Oh, my God.

Lastly for hours, having sex with my mother's three friends was my sexual fantasy finally coming true. That night, while alone in my bedroom, even though I had sex with my mother's three friends, even though I finally fulfilled my sexual fantasy, oddly and inexplicably enough, all I could think about was exposing my cock to my mother. Somehow sexually frustrated, it was then that I realized it was my mother that I wanted. Even though my mother already saw my cock, even though my mother had my erect cock in her hand and in her mouth, I wanted to show her my erect cock again. I so wanted to finish what she had started.

Alas, more excited about showing my mother my erect prick than having sex with her three sexy friends, I slowly stroked myself, while thinking about my Mom cupping my ball, taking my cock in her hand, and putting my engorged prick in her mouth. Why I didn't hump my mother's mouth and fuck my mother's face when she did that, I don't know. Maybe because she caught me off guard, maybe because she shocked the shit out of me by taking my prick in her hand before taking my prick in her mouth, I didn't react in the way that I should have. Yet, now all I can think about is my mother's mouth, her lips, and her tongue. All that I can think about, while playing with myself is my mother touching me and blowing me. All that I can think about is wanting to have sex with my mother.

Then, late that night, while I was masturbating over the thoughts of my mother, she came into my room. She was naked. Thinking that I was having another sexual fantasy, where my mother is playing the starring naked role, at first I thought I was dreaming.

"Mom?" Embarrassed that she caught me masturbating, thinking that it was still all a dream, I was slow to cover my nakedness with a sheet.

"Did you enjoy yourself? Did you have a good Christmas?" She looked at me so lovingly.

Even though my room was dark, it wasn't dark enough that I couldn't see that she was naked. I couldn't take my eyes off my mother's naked body. Now, after touching, feeling, fondling, licking, and fucking her three friends, I never even so much as hugged my mother. Now, I wanted to do everything to her that I did to her three friends. I needed to touch, feel, fondle, caress, suck, lick, and fuck my mother.

"I had a wonderful Christmas, Mom. Thank you," I said putting my hand over my erection and hoping to hide it, but to no avail. Suddenly, I felt embarrassingly guilty that I was lusting more over my mother than I was over her three friends. "I don't know where you got the Christmas decorations and the Christmas tree, but it made me feel that it was more like Christmas, even though the temperature was pushing ninety degrees."