My Three Moms Ch. 02

PART B: middle

When I got to mom Danni's and mother Shannon's, they had ordered in pizza and had a cold six-pack out on the table. They had gotten three big pies. What wasn't eaten was frozen for later and always came out crisper from the toaster-oven than when delivered, or if picked up even. That's why they always ordered extra. Shannon liked beer better than Danni, who was more of a white or rose' wine lover. It was just coincidence that they had pizza, but my thoughts went to how I could get Shannon alone to mention the progress with Susie. We polished off nearly half the pasta and all of the beer. This prompted Shannon to remark they were out of her 'Bud's-suds' and there was just time to get to the package store for another 12-pack. Danni said she had some work to do on her laptop. Shannon asked if I wanted to go for a ride. Perfect!

I gave a short review of gabbing in the garden with Sue, and Shannon was pleased that things were humming along. When she had gotten a 'date' with Susan, she would then engineer the tryst with me and Danni. She saw my eagerness, and the disappointment at waiting, in my expression. She patted my knee, and then ran her hand up to my crotch. Thank God I wasn't the one driving! She assured me that she did have a plan, and that I might get a preview of what my assignation with Danni might be like if I could come up with a mini-cam recorder. I told her I had a good friend who could loan me his when I needed it.

"Okay," Said mom Shannon, as we came out of the liquor store with supplies, including some Peach Tree for me. "I'm going to get Danni to play 'four - N' with me."

"Foreign?"

"No, but that makes a good pun, because the game is played with 'foreign objects' if you will. The game is the 'f o u r - N', she spelled it out, 'objections'. Those being: naughty, nasty and never-never. Did you ever here the dirty joke of 'no, no, never never'?" I hadn't. She continued, "It's one of those shaggy-dog stories, the girl in every step of the progression of getting seduced says 'no, no, never never', finally when the guy has screwed her, he asks if he can take his dick out of her pussy now, and she says . ."

"She says, 'No, no, never never', okay, that must be an old chestnut from way back, but how does that relate to your game with Danni?"

"Well, we play a version of twenty-questions. One person is the 'victim', who is blindfolded. The other partner, slash-player, has a dildo, or boy-toy if you will; girl-toys are most anything else. Toy are 'foreign objects' so to speak; they could be beads, a tongue substitute, feathers, all kinds of fun items. The object of the game is that the 'victim' is being seduced by somebody and they have to guess who. It's fantasy role-playing, and lets us imagine a scenario, which we might not ever want to have happen for real."

"What are the four 'N's about?"

"Well, a situation might be Naughty, that's not so bad and not outside the realm of possibility; even if we don't seek that sort of action, it might be interesting under certain conditions. The Nasty is bad and likely we would not want to do it; except that this is just a fantasy with a safe partner; so it's safe to imagine those, to dream the danger of really sinful sex. The Never-never is very way out and it might be a rape or having to do it with a stinky ugly guy, or even an animal. We don't go that route often, but once in a while we will test the limits, and we can always call it off. But sometimes, you let the terrible thing take over and you are over-cum with abandon and primitive urges that no self-respecting woman would do but it is shocking what a thrill it can be. Think Fay Wray and King Kong. Did you know that in the original uncut film, the ape pokes a finger in her crotch and smells it? The female sexual odor, pheromones, that's how he finds her in New York City, by her scent!

"Was King Kong un-cut?"

Shannon screamed with laughter at my joke. "I'm sure that the monkey was uncircumcised, and certainly he had to be a few sizes too large for Fey under the circumstances!"

"So, would Danni consider incest with her own son, as naughty, nasty or 'never-never'?"

"Well, when it comes to sex and being naughty, or even nasty, with Danni, you never-never know. It just might be that she would be willing, but you have to do something to prime the pump, if you understand my meaning."

"Just tell me what I need to do."

"Somehow we have to get your mother Danni to see you naked and erect. That one I'm still working on. If you have any ideas in the next few days, discuss them with me. Don't want to blow an opportunity with a poorly executed exposure and turn her off, or get her angry."

I agreed to talk over with her any ideas I thought of, to be suggestively nude, with my flag-pole raised high for Danni's inspection. I meanwhile contacted my buddy with the camera and borrowed it. I gave it to Shannon, she made the necessary arrangements to hide in in their bedroom and be able to turn it on when she was going to play the game with Danni. I would plug its connection into my computer and watch later, but when I had complete, absolute, secret privacy. Shit would hit the fan big time if Danni ever found out that Shannon had videoed their private game and let anyone else view it. Much less, it would be uncool if dad or Susie were to know of what was going on. It was for my eyes, and ears only, and my erection too of course!

I expected that would be a very wicked program! Not only would I get to see my birth-mother nude and in the throes of sexual pleasure – super masturbatory material right there, no matter what! - but of course, as well, I was going to learn if mom Danni, might actually find sex with me to be merely nasty as opposed to 'no, no, never-never'. Further, I ought to gain insight as to what might be the best approach to seducing her, or with Shannon's guidance, to bed her somehow. That still left mother Susan to figure out what the key to her cooze was.

But the lezzy-game had to wait until after Susie and Shannon had their rendezvous. I unfortunately, don't have the details of that 'tete a twat' lark. It was a one on one, not a three way with Danni, though she of course knew of the date. As with all their 'side action' the other partner was informed and approved of the deal. This was especially sweet for mom Danni that my dad was being cuckolded by the 'other other' woman in the change-partners-and-dance - dosie-doe of the double duos 'switcheroo'. But I think she may have also gotten to watch later with the borrowed camera, I couldn't be sure at the time. And afterwards, well, you'll see how complicated things got later on.

While I was batting zero for ideas on how to expose myself to mom Danni, with a straight stalk standing stiff to boot, Shannon figured out that it was not as difficult as we thought at first. It had to do with timing, and attitude and motivation. Timed so that Danni would have to be confronted with the image. I had to appear to have the attitude that I was not trying to expose my manhood, which would be in boner mode. My behavior must be seemingly innocent, my motivation for what was to happen, apparently to my birth-parent without guile, and thus guiltless. But ultimately this ruse would accomplished what need to be done.

Now Shannon and I had always played a rough and tumble tag game since I was little. It was a bit of 'Gotch-ya!' and some of 'swipe-and-swat' with a good dollop of general mayhem. As a kid, I'd steal her cookie or candy, some sort of treat, and run. Then she would chase me and try to swat me for being a 'thieving knave'. If she caught me, she would tickle me until I gave the purloined treasure back, but if I was able to consume the item before being captured, then she would pretend to spank me to teach me a lesson. I always ended up in gales of giggles as a consequence no matter what. All done in fun. Now we would regress to that ploy and rig the results to be rather risque.

One day, as mom Danni was coming in from her work, as planned, I flew past her with just a towel on, only twisted to hold it about my waist. Shannon was hot on my tail chasing me. "Come back here you damn little thieving knave, that's the last cold beer in the house!" Indeed, I carried a sweating beer can, as I was scampering and dodging mother Shannon, who sought to grab me and reclaim her chilled brew. Shannon was also using a towel for her only article of clothing. Prior to Danni's arrival she had been massaging my member and talking dirty about our memorable first time to get my in the condition we wanted Danni to see. She tried to snatch her beer back without exposing her own snatch. Shannon explained to her partner, as I used Danni as an obstacle to block Shannon's grasp, that I was up to my old tricks.

"Serves you right for taking all the hot water for the shower, leaving me none!" I defended my actions, as I feinted one way and scrambled the other. Shannon at a disadvantage, with one hand to hold her single garment in place, had a hard time changing directions. But then at a pre-arranged signal, I took a swig of beer, as I stood still for a moment. She clutched at the container, missed (on purpose), caught the knot of my own terry cloth skirt [kilt?] and OOPS! off it came! There I was, naked and erect in front of the both of them, one surprised, the other not so much, since she was in on the gag. Now to cover up the scandalous scam, but not the scamp and his rampant rod and scrunchy scrotum.

Holding the towel as hostage, Shannon in her most serious warning tones, proclaimed, "Give me my goddamn beer or your not getting your lion-cloth back. I swear I will smack you so hard on your bare butt that my imprint will last past dinner!"

"Just teasing momma Shannon, tasted good!" I said handing her the brew. I turned to mom Danni, like I was naked before her everyday, "Jeez! I was just having a little fun. She didn't have to be such a bitch about it." and walked back toward the bathroom without a stitch on. Mom Danni got a good gander at my stanch man-stander and gonads, then a vista of my muscled buttocks. Now it was planned, but you don't use the 'B' word in the home of the double moms and get away with it, especially if you're applying it to one of them.

"You are a mean male pig!" Shouted Shannon, who used an insult that was at least thirty years out of date, and she did slap her hand on my retreating cheek, leaving welts. It had to look real, like we were not play-acting. It stung, but I laughed and ran to the shower. Mission accomplished, an eyeful of my Eiffel Tower and an added bounty of buns for mom Danni. So now she had to be well aware of the maturity of her son and how he had grown into a man, and what his manhood looked like grown large as well.

In the meanwhile, I thought some more about the enigmatic last statement Susie made in the garden to me, but was not really clear of its meaning. She said to ask my father about it. So on the night she was out; 'to the movies with some gal-pals', but actually down the block - with Shannon going down on her; I was sitting and watching a ball game with dad. I quoted the remark, or close to it, to him and sought his input. It turned out that was a smart move, one that had been planted as a seed by Sue, which led me into more with her than just that messy kiss and sexy squeeze. Thus I came to acquire the secret that she had deliberately hinted at and she was hoping would open the door our connecting, in more ways than one!

Dad kind of coughed and choked at the same time, then spoke, "OH! God, that. Well, . . mm . . you're old enough. When I met Susie, she was younger than me, as you know, and way more hip. She was into some things that I hadn't tried, like pot. She had this little plot of land on an old farm, which she had charmed the fella who owned it into loaning to her. Anyway, she grew veggies, tomatoes, beans, corn; in the corner of the field far away from the road. 'Bout a quarter of a mile, you had to walk to get there. But between the rows of corn, she raised weed; not weeds, weed, grass, pot. I think she might have screwed old farmer once or twice, to get him to go along, but she never actually said so. All she grew was just a private stash only for herself, didn't sell, just smoked her own crop."

"She loved to screw when she was stoned. You remember that I first met her when I stopped to buy a few ears of her fresh corn at the little stand she had. Well, she was buzzed from coming back from the field, where she had smoked a joint, and she was horny just then. I looked pretty good to her and she offered me a roll in the hay. Literally, since she took me back to the farmer's barn and we did it the hay loft. I admit, that a quickie with this pretty little blond cutsie was too tempting to pass up. Then she turned me on to dope the next time we hooked up at a motel, and that opened my eyes. I was hooked on stoned sex with Susie. I had no self-control when it came to my infatuation with her and my habit of getting high on marijuana when we were screwing."

"It was bad enough that I was having an affair, but when I also was risking everything by possibly getting busted for drugs, and when your mother Danni found out . . well shit hit the fan three ways from Sunday. The rest you pretty much know. Shannon turned your mom gay or bi or anti-guy, whatever, and then we settled out our affairs; you should pardon the pun, but it fits. So, here we all are in our respective homes. Susie has a garden in the back, but it's too uncool to grow illegal vegetation in the neighborhood. Much less she was afraid Danni might blow the whistle. I don't think Danni is as militant on the subject as she used to be; but we still are not in the 'back-forty' somewhere, and there was you to raise, so it sort of petered out. Besides, now that we are older, our contacts are middle-aged and don't have the connections they used to have either. That's why we don't have the chance to get high anymore. We both miss it though."

Ah-Hah! That was what she meant, what she had hinted at. Now, if I could hook up Susie, perhaps I could get her to hook up with me? Perhaps THAT is what would work to let me get in bed with my pretty little blond momma, who was too tempting to pass up, for this boy as well. Like father like son, and I liked all the women in my family. But Danni was next I figured. I wondered how Shannon was making out with Susie? Pun intended!

Evidently, that female fandango of frolic went fine. Shannon then followed through to get Danni into a play-time scenario, so as to make sure that her partner didn't feel neglected, and the first step in fulfilling her part of our bargain. Three days hence, a Sunday night, I was given the heads up with a text message, the game was a foot; or pussy-foot as the case might be, Wat-son! When I got the video, I made sure that I wouldn't discovered or interrupted by dad or Sue. I locked my door, put the headphones on and watched. I had Astro-Lube lotion handy and a box of tissues too. Shannon must have pre-arranged the evening's agenda with her lover. She at first blindfolded and stripped Danni; lay her on the bed nude, but for the black strip of cloth tied to cover her eyes. When she lit a scented candle, she also uncovered the undercover camera and adjust it to view the bed.

Then she got out the dildo. Shannon had not exactly measured me, but she got a very good 'handle' on my dimensions when she had been on top of my thighs. The new boy-toy she had bought, having had the . . er . . balls to walk into the local adult shop and choose a model that very closely matched my dong, was my . . uhm . . stand-in, if you will. So the experience would be simulating my physical presence during penetration. The image I was getting on the video was alright, though I couldn't control the focus or zoom, it still showed what the action was and the sound was clear.

Shannon positioned herself on the bed beside Danni, but so that the camera's view was not blocked. After a little cunnilingus for warm-up, she started moving the dildo up and down the slick slot of her partner's pussy.

"It's a boy-toy," declared Danni.

"Yes," said Shannon.

"Kind of more slender, is he young?"

"Yes. A small push between the labia, but not quite going in yet."

"Is it, someone I know?"

"Yes." Shannon played the shaft up and over the clitoris, in a teasing fashion.

"Is it someone I see often?"

"Quite often."

"Someone at work?" Danni spread her thighs a bit.

"No." The dildo went to the abdomen and rocked sideways on her naked tummy. I guess to let Danni get the feel of the length and breadth of my 'stand-in'.

"Umm . . .the pizza-boy?

"Noo . . and that's five questions down. Do you want a hint?"

"Okay, is he naughty or nasty?" asked Danni.

"Definitely more than naughty!" Shannon worked the tip into Danni a little again.

"He seems eager and hard. Have I ever thought about him?"

"Maybe, but you never mentioned it to me that you considered him as a potential lover. But to be honest, you did comment that he was well equipped."

"His package was discussed by us? Then I must have seen him in his swimsuit!"

"And in his tux and in his underwear, and . ."

"Brad Pitt! He's been in a tux and swimsuits and underwear in all kinds of movies. You know I have a thing for him. Are you sure his dick is that skinny?"

"Not Angelina's hubby. I was about to add that you've seen him in his birthday suit too."

"Is it a movie star or celebrity of some sort?" Her knees were going wide and her pelvis was tilted up, as the male substitute was dipping deeper but still not penetrating more than halfway. The blindfold on her head made the entire game more erotic for me somehow, even though I was just watching on my computer screen. I had to start rubbing my prick. It was hot seeing mom Danni naked and aroused even if the image might be slightly blurry; too bad it wasn't a close up, and the lighting was a bit dim. Still, this was going to be instructive for when my turn came for real, with her.

"Remember, it's someone you know."

"If I see him often, and he's not from work, young . . a neighbor? Jeff Thompson, from down the block, who delivers the paper, isn't he kind of young?"

"Ten questions to go, want another hint?" The dildo was regularly sawing in Danni's cavity, but slow, still just teasing, it came out and moved all over the surrounding area spreading the lubrication it had soaked in. I could see a dark center where it had been moments before.

"Hint!"

"He has the hots for you. Had them for a long time!"

"That does sound nasty, like maybe . . have I ever seen him . . uh . . hard? Have haven't seen very many men hard since you and I . . ohh! - put it in again! . . since we became a pair."

"I happen to know for a fact, that you have seen his rod rigid." Shannon went back to working the dildo in and out, now she was making it more a serious fucking motion.

"God, I'm stumped. It can't be my ex. Haven't seen him since before the divorce. My last liaison, the guy was thicker and not so long. There was that guy that lost his swim suit at the gym's pool last month, but he wasn't hard. Cute, and a nice piece of meat, however soft, so that leaves him out. The only male I've seen naked and hard lately was . . . waass . . Shanni! You can't be . . not . . that would be a 'no-no-never-never' . . not Pete, my own son? You couldn't be meaning . ." Shannon pushed the boy-toy deep into Danni's cunt and started a quick hard fuck with full strokes.

"He has the hots for you, has for a long time. You knew that, you once discussed his incestuous cravings for not only yourself, but for Susie and even me as well. The boy is quite the handsome lad! You saw his dick upright the other day, wasn't it nice and long and slender, but very stiff, and mouth-wateringly sexy. That's what you said. You can't deny that you haven't wondered what he would be like in bed. Susie and I have, you too, right?" The dildo was thrusting with authority, as if I was taking mom Danni and nothing would stop me - us!