Ever Notice? Ch. 08

An Oedipus County Epic

This is a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental, and the actions contained herein should not be duplicated. All characters are 18 or over. It's all pretend, folks.

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"You're glowing," Alice said.

Christina giggled. "I am not."

"You definitely are," Alice said. She sipped her iced tea. "And it's hardly surprising why."

Christina giggled again. She looked over the edge of her sunglasses at the boys, splashing around in the pool. She and Alice were stretched out on lounges, oiled up and soaking in the sunlight, each of them wearing tiny bikinis that barely contained their pulchritude. One in black, one in red, both incredibly attractive.

Alice reached out a hand and grabbed one of Christina's. "I'm so happy for you, Chris."

"Thank you, Alice. I'm not sure Eric and I would be here if it weren't for you."

It was Alice's turn to laugh. She gave Christina's hand a little squeeze. "Entirely selfish on my part, my dear. My little secret was too huge not to share, and I can't tell you how much it means to me not to have to hide this thing from everyone in my life."

"I know what you mean," Christina said with a smile. She picked up her own drink, liberally spiced with rum, and swallowed. She set the glass down and tugged Alice's hand, pulling her up off the chair. "Let's go join them."

Alice whipped her sunhat off and threw it to the ground. Hand in hand the busty mothers walked down the steps into the pool. Christina shivered dramatically as the cool water lapped at her strong thighs, which caused all kinds of havoc all over her body. Eric whistled appreciatively. He threw the ball in his hand over his shoulder, ignoring Tom entirely, and swam quickly towards his mother.

He scooped her up in his powerful arms and pulled her into a tight embrace that squashed her breasts against his chest. She slipped her hands up to brace his cheeks as his lips swooped in and kissed her deeply. She sighed and folded into her son. Christina closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his body against her, his lips and tongue, the press of his manhood against her pubis.

Christina opened her eyes and looked over her son's shoulder and watched in open admiration as Alice and Tom mimicked their embrace. Seeing another mother and son French kissing and rubbing their bodies against one another just a few feet away from her created a delicious tingle in Christina's belly.

Eric noticed her distraction and pulled away from her slightly. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder. The two of them quietly watched Alice and Tom practically devouring one another. Christina and her son shared a secret look and a slow smile.

The other couple, finally sensing they were being watched, broke apart, blushing. "Get an eyeful, Hendersons?" Alice said, covering her embarrassment. Tom looked oddly self-conscious. He seemed to be looking everywhere but at Christina.

"We did, Parks," Christina said. She pulled herself out of Eric's embrace, giving his bicep a squeeze before sliding her arm down his back and cupping his tight ass.

Alice laughed. "This is all a little strange, isn't it?"

The boys nodded.

"At the same time," Christina said, "it's nice to be able to be affectionate with one another around other people."

At this, the boys nodded. Christina poked Eric in the ribs. "You can talk, you know."

Eric chuckled self-consciously. He pulled his eyes away from Alice's cleavage to look his mother in the eye. "Sorry, it's just, y'know, like Mrs. Park -- Alice -- said. It's a little strange. I'm still getting used to this."

"Yeah," Tom agreed. "Mom and I have had to be secretive all these months. It's a hard habit to break."

"Not that secretive," Alice muttered. She splashed her son in the face. He looked surprised for a split second, and then a wicked grin crossed his lips. He scooped Alice up, eliciting a shriek, and held her up about chest high before throwing her towards the deep end.

Alice came up spluttering, long hair slicked back, her sunglasses floating on the surface of the pool. She looked furious. Tom's wide grin faltered, and then he turned and started swimming for the ladder. Alice rushed after him, cleaving through the water.

Eric pulled Christina out of the way as Alice surged past them. Christina laughed. Eric, who had looked concerned at first, started to smile when he heard her. They watched, giggling, as Tom struggled up the steps and Alice caught up to him. She grabbed him by the trunks and hauled him back into the water, dunking him.

Tom came up out of the water, wrapped his arms around his mother, and his lips found hers. Alice stiffened initially, but softened quickly, folding into her son's arms and kissing him back just as fiercely.

Eric, bemused, looked at Christina. She cupped his chin and pulled his face down to her lips so she could kiss him as well. Her other hand slid down his abdomen and caressed the front of his trunks, feeling the hardness growing down there. No shrinkage for her son.

Alice pulled away from Tom and climbed out of the pool. She flung her wet hair back and pulled her bikini bottoms out of the cleft of her ass. "I have to go wash my face," she said. "My makeup is not waterproof, and I'm sure I look a mess." She shot a glare at Tom, who shrugged apologetically.

Alice scooped up a towel and wrapped herself in it before disappearing into the house. Tom watched her go before turning towards the Henderson's self-consciously. "I didn't know about the makeup," he said lamely.

Then he noticed Christina's hand under the water, casually caressing Eric's massive erection through his swim trunks. Tom blushed and looked away. "I'm going to, um, I'm gonna go check on my Mom."

Eric probably should have been embarrassed, but he only felt arousal. The most beautiful woman in the world was in his arms, and he really only had eyes for her. He noted Tom's uneasiness only peripherally, focusing most of his attention on Christina.

"Do you like when your mother touches your cock?" Christina asked huskily. Eric nodded. He leaned down to kiss her.

Christina pulled Eric towards the shallow end of the pool. He followed willingly, lead by the slim hand cupping his erection. Christina nudged and pushed him here and there, until she had her son situated on the steps where she wanted him. With casual certainty, she pulled his wet trunks off of him and threw them over her shoulder. They floated on the surface of the pool water, forgotten, while Christina settled down at the base of the steps.

Her slim hands swept up and down the tall column of flesh between his legs, while Erich half floated and half sat, enjoying the sensations. Pearls of precum appeared on the angry head of his rampant dick, and Christina's palm swept them up to oil his length. Her breasts jiggled in their brief top as her hands moved up and down, caressing every inch of her son's gorgeous tool. Christina panted with exertion and lust.

Eric sighed and watched his mother with half-hooded eyes. She shone in the sunlight, and the red of her bikini complemented the dark shade of her hair and the bright scarlet of her lipstick. Her cheeks and chest were flush with emotion, and her blue eyes shone with passion.

"Such a big boy for Mommy," she said, low and husky. "Do you like watching Mommy jack you off, sweetie? Do you like seeing Mommy's big titties bounce for you?"

Eric groaned. "Fuck yeah, Mom. You're so hot and sexy."

"So are you, sweetie-bear, so are you." With that, Christina levered her son's huge cock away from his abdomen and dipped her head. Her crismon lips wrapped around the thick cockhead and her tongue teased his flesh. Eric groaned again, the feelings too intense for speech. His cock flexed and jumped, but Christina's practiced hands kept him in place. Slowly she enveloped him, sucking his raging cock into the warm wetness of her mouth. Saliva and precum mixed liberally, dripping down his exposed length onto her fingers. His cock stretched against her cheeks, making them bulge obscenely.

Christina closed her eyes and moaned around her son. She loved the feel and taste of him, the way he filled her mouth, how the map of veins pressed against her tongue, how his precum squirted by the pint into her oral cavity and slid happily down her throat. She was truly blessed, to have given birth to this magnificent fuck machine, and now to have it all to herself.

Christina adjusted the angle of Eric's cock and swallowed more of him. She felt his cockhead nudge against the back of her mouth. Her throat constricted initially, but it didn't take much effort to get him past the obstruction and barreling deep into her throat. His neatly trimmed pubic hair, smelling strongly of chlorine, tickled her nostrils. She held him there as long as she could and then swept back up his length to take deep gasping breaths. Saliva and precum soaked his cock in long strings, some of them connected to her full lips as she breathed heavily.

Eric braced himself against the steps, trying hard not to float away. Christina grabbed his cock, which had slapped against his abdomen when she released it, and brought it back to her lips. She kissed the purple dome all over. Her tongue lashed out to taste him, then down and around his impressive length, until she reached his full, swollen balls. She sucked one large egg into her mouth, slowly jacking his length with one hand, and was rewarded with another deep and lusty groan from her son.

Eric's hands ached to grab her head or shoulders, but he had to hold onto the walls and steps of the pool to keep from drifting away. His hips jerked, sloshing water around them both, as she teased him.

Christina released his testicle and flattened her tongue against the base of his cock. She dragged it up his length slowly, tasting her own saliva and her son's delicious precum as she did. His powerful tool throbbed in her hand. She looked past his towering cock and saw him red-faced and straining, grimacing with lust and need.

Christina took pity on him. "Let go, sweetie. Let go and give me all that delicious cream." She raised herself up again and thrust him into her mouth, letting his hips rise and fall gently in the water so that he fucked her face slowly. It didn't take long for Eric to grunt and strain. She felt his cock swell between her lips and across her tongue, as the cockhead nudged the back of her mouth.

Christina held him at the base and cupped his balls, and she felt his orgasm begin. His balls contracted, the base of his dick shivered, and a tremendous stream of jism thundered up through his flesh tube and splattered the inside of her mouth. One, two, quick pulses filled her mouth to overflowing. She swallowed noisily, and almost choked as the third streamer came hard after the first two and jetted straight down the back of her throat. She released him, coughing and spluttering, jism dripping from her lips on her chin and the upper slopes of her breasts, while Eric continued to spray.

A blast arced straight up and came down on Christina's heaving breasts. More followed, some hitting the water, others landing atop Eric's cock and balls and Christina's hands, while the rest ended up coating Eric's smooth, muscular abdomen. Thick pools of silvery white cum decorated her son. Christina licked her lips, tasting him. She leaned down without shame and began to lap up his precious spend, one delicious drop at a time.

Eric's cock hardly wavered in its thickness, but even if it had, her lips and tongue and quiet coos of delight would have made him hard again in record time.

*

Tom wandered through Christina Henderson's house, finally locating his mother in the first floor bathroom. Alice scrubbed her face, muttering darkly under her breath.

"Hey, uh, Mom, just wanted to apologize. Thought we were just fooling around."

"I'll show you fooling around," Alice said. She dried her face and squinted into the mirror. "I didn't really want to get my hair wet, either. All that chlorine is going to damage my roots."

"You look great with your hair slicked back and your bikini soaking wet against your body."

Alice looked flatly at her son. "Why did you come in here?"

Tom stared at the ceiling. "Well, Mrs. Henderson had her hands down Eric's pants, and I thought I'd give them a moment. I felt a little like a pervo just standing there."

Alice snorted. "And the other day looking through their window, that wasn't being a 'pervo'"?

"Mom, you know what I mean."

Alice laughed. She reached into a handbag and started to reapply her makeup. Just some eyeshadow, a hint of rouge, and a long swipe of ruby red lipstick on her full, kissable lips. When she was done, she stepped out of the bathroom and into her son's arms, pressing her plush body up against his hard muscles.

"Does little boy need Mommy to hold his hand so he doesn't get scared and run into the house?" she said with a giggle.

"Mom, seriously."

"Alright, alright," she said in a normal tone. She poked him in the chest. "But I don't need you scurrying after me every time I leave the room and the other couple starts getting hot and heavy."

Tom sighed. "Okay, fair enough."

She took his hand anyway and led the way out onto the patio. He followed just a little bit behind her, mesmerized by the way her meaty ass flexed in her tiny black bikini bottoms, which were riding high on her cheeks. He liked the way her boobs bounced with each step, too.

The two of them froze as they stepped outside. Alice involuntarily raised a hand to cover her open mouth, while her eyes widened and her breath came faster. Tom, already semi-hard, felt his dick thicken and expand between his legs immediately.

Christina sat astride her son on the steps of the pool. Eric's swim trunks floated in the deep end, while nearby the bottom of Christina's suit bobbed as well. Her red furred pussy was wrapped around her son's frankly immense dick, while her feet were braced on the steps and one hand held the railing. Christina pushed against the steps and Eric's cock half-slid out of her. She slammed herself downward, driving him deep once more. Eric's arms were braced on the pool walls, but he floated beneath his mother, his body bobbing as she rode him. Her huge breasts, still mostly hidden by her red bikini top, swung up and down majestically as the two of them fucked.

Both Hendersons grunted and gasped with effort and lust. Christina threw her head back, eyes closed, and cried out as her pussy lips widened perceptibly around the base of Eric's cock.

Alice turned to her son. His eyes were locked on the beautiful redhead, but she grabbed his chin and turned him towards her. He blinked, pupils dilated, breathing rapidly. "Jesus Christ, Mom," he whispered.

Alice nodded. "Follow me," she said. She released his hand and marched toward the chaise lounges. She grabbed another towel and walked over to the side of the pool, parallel to the fucking Hendersons who, in their passion, had yet to notice the return of their guests.

Alice's pussy tingled and her hard nipples dented her bikini top. She plucked at the ties on her hips and peeled her bottoms off of her soaking wet crotch. Without ceremony, she dropped to her hands and knees and raised her ass into the air. She looked over her shoulder at her son, who had followed close on her heels. With a wicked grin, Tom shucked his shorts off and knelt down beside her.

Alice felt her son's cockhead nudge up against her moist pussy lips, and then he was inside, driving forward with enough force that Alice almost lost her balance. She felt her ass ripple as his abdomen collided with her muscular backside. Tom's hands closed around her narrow waist and he began fucking her in earnest. Alice wailed, overcome with lust and need.

"Holy shit!" Christina gasped. The two mothers locked gazes. "I'm so sorry, Alice, I totally forgot you were even here." The paler woman was blushing furiously, looking terribly embarrassed, and yet her hips never slowed.

"When Tom went into the house, I thought we'd have time for a quick blowjob, but one thing led to another and I guess we got away from ourselves. I'm so sorry!"

"Don't be, Chrissy," Alice said with a grunt. Her hips shivered as her son pounded into her over and over again, a relentless jackhammer of lust that was already beginning to coax an orgasm from her dripping pussy. "I'm glad you finally got this party started," she managed to gasp out, before her orgasm took her.

In the pool, Eric's arms reached up, making him bob even more, and he grabbed his mother's waist. His feet came down to the pool bottom and he stood, taking Christina with him. With her son still deep inside her, Christina shrieked at the sudden movement. She instinctively wrapped her arms and thighs around Eric, squashing her titanic tits against his broad chest. Eric's hands slid down her waist to cup the full globes of her ass.

Eric held Christina steady as he began to fuck her, driving his cock relentlessly into her welcoming pussy. Christina held tight and fucked back at her son, driving her hips forward to meet his every thrust. Water churned up around their waists.

Alice watched the Hendersons as her son fucked her doggy-style on the deck, his long powerful cock providing as much stimulation as the visuals on display. Christina really was a rather beautiful woman, and her son was a gorgeous man. She knew Tom was watching the other couple as well, and hoped he enjoyed it as much as she did.

Alice caught Eric shooting admiring glances in her direction, and at one point, Christina settled her head down on Eric's shoulder so she could watch Tom fuck Alice too. Once more the two mother's locked gazes, and they gave one another slow, secret smiles. The smiles that only two mothers being fucked by their strapping sons can share.

Tom managed to trigger three orgasms deep inside Alice before he succumbed himself. She felt his delicious cock swell as he hammered home inside her, and then he was bucking and throbbing and spraying his precious, potent seed. His explosion set off another inside Alice, one that made her arms and thighs quiver. Unable to hold herself upright any longer, she slid off her son. He fell against her, but his cock slid out, and he sprayed the last few jets of cum across her ass.

Alice saw, with no small satisfaction, Eric's eyes roll back in his head and his hips jerked rapidly. Christina's own eyes grew wide and she shook in her son's arms. Alice knew Eric was filling his own mother's womb with and endless stream of creamy cum, and that knowledge set off a mini-orgasm for her.

Eric and Christina collapsed in the pool, as their guests had on the deck, and the four lovers each fought to recover their breaths and composure.

Christina uncoupled from her son, dragging herself up and off his still semi-hard dick. On unsteady feet she climbed up on to the steps and sat down. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each deep breath she took.

Alice coiled herself on the towel, allowing Tom to lay down beside her. She saw with some pride that he remained solid and ready for another go as well. She reached down and palmed his cock, giving him a few gentle strokes. Tom shivered in her arms, grabbed her wrist, and told her to slow down. She chuckled a little.

Her son rolled his shoulders so he could face her and gave her a kiss. "Love you," he said softly. Alice, suddenly overcome by emotion, held him tight against her and found she couldn't respond. She hoped the look she gave him was sufficient. By the smile on his face, it looked like it was.

*

After the furious fuck session by the pool, the four of them retreated into the house. Christina suggested it as a way of avoiding sunburn on delicate parts, which got a chuckle out of Alice and an alarmed look from the boys.