Family Seduction Pt. 02

'Yes, they are,' she said, 'how did you know?' Amanda asked, giving him a mischievous smile.

He looked at her, totally puzzled, not understanding her remark.

As he replayed what she had said over and over again in his head, he suddenly had a lightbulb moment, his face displaying a look of astonishment. 'You mean......?'

Amanda couldn't help but laugh out loud now, 'They were a gift from one of my partners at work, but as I said, it's not really to your mothers taste in music so I was going to give them away, but then she said to ask you.'

She continued to laugh; it was like watching a child who had just been given the present he had prayed for all year. Gordon was so full of excitement he couldn't sit still, only settling again when she showed him the tickets.

It's not until the beginning of February, I'll make plans with you before then,' she promised.

It was a very enjoyable time for them all, maybe not so much for Gordon, but he didn't complain, a whole week of sleeping alone as his mother shared a room with Amanda and Sandra shared a room with Freida, left him refreshed and full of energy as New Year's Eve arrived.

They had gone out as a group and while at the end of the night he was drunk, he was still able to keep an eye on all four ladies who had gone well over the top and were all pissed. No one had noticed in the slightest when Freida gave him a lingering kiss, it didn't even seem to raise eyebrows when his sister kissed him in a manner that may not have been considered appropriate. But they were on the opposite side of town and were probably unknown by the people in the venue.

He noticed Amanda's look of surprise when his mother kissed him, it wasn't like the other two and whilst it was a kiss on his lips, it wasn't as lengthy and passionate as Freida and Sandra had given him.

As Amanda hadn't proffered, he simply hugged her and kissed her cheek as he wished her a happy new year. The taxi ride home was boisterous, all four women singing at the top of their voices much to the driver's amusement.

Sandra and Freida had already gone upstairs, his mother dozing in an armchair until Amanda shook her shoulder and told her to go to bed and that she would be up shortly.

'Can I ask you something?' she said as she headed for the kitchen to make coffee.

Gordon followed in her wake, 'Sure.'

'Everyone got a kiss tonight which surprised me. I would say that Freida, despite being your sister's girlfriend, has the hots for you.' It seemed Amanda was the only one who wasn't in the know, not having any idea that Gordon was sleeping with both Freida and his sister.

'My first surprise was when you kissed Sandra, that was a little full-on for a brotherly kiss. And I must admit that I was further surprised when you kissed your mother, although I got the impression that you were both avoiding letting it go on for too long.'

'I just think we had all had a little bit too much to drink,' Gordon immediately replied, better equipped this time to nip her questions in the bud, Amanda was beginning to tread on dangerous ground.

She noted his defensive answer, acutely aware that there was perhaps more going on that he was prepared to divulge and promptly dropped her questioning.

They had finished their coffee's, Gordon taking their cups into the kitchen and rinsing them as he thought that it was probably best if he disappeared up to his bed. Although she had dropped the subject, Gordon was getting the impression that there were more questions which Amanda would have liked to ask, some, he would not be able to answer without disclosing all that went on within his family.

'One last question?' she said, Gordon, waiting patiently and wondering what lie he would have to make up next.

'How come I only got a kiss on the cheek, especially when I'm taking you to a concert?'

He did not need to lie, simply coming out with what he assumed was the truth. 'Sorry, I didn't think you were interested in men...... and anyway, you're my mother's partner.'

Ever the solicitor, Amanda pointed out the obvious. 'Freida's your sister's partner but that didn't seem to stop you spit swapping,' she laughed, 'anyway, who said that I did not like men?'

She had him stumped, he had just assumed because unlike the others she did not seem to have fallen for his charm or become over-friendly.

'Perhaps you may like to try?' she said coyly, 'I'm not too bad for an older woman,' she continued, moving nearer to him.

For once he felt unsure of himself as he hesitated for a second before their lips met. Her kiss was succulent, Gordon melting into it as his arms and hands went around her waist, and there they stayed, never thinking of touching her and then feeling embarrassed as the expected happened down below.

Amanda's mouth moved against his, her hand behind his head to keep the kiss going as her breasts pressed against his chest. With his eyes closed, he just went with it, enjoying the smell and taste of her in his arms.

When they finally parted, Amanda remained demure, 'See, that was ok wasn't it?'

Normally he would have had a retort, but tonight he was at a loss for words as he just told her it was genuinely nice before commenting that his mother would probably be waiting for her.

With Christmas over, the family were all back at work and while Gordon had not forgotten Amanda's kiss, he had put it to the back of his mind, focusing only on the beginning of February and the much-anticipated concert.

Normality had been restored and as Sandra was staying at Freida's tonight, Gordon was in bed with his mother. She had been complaining of tired muscles and tonight he had promised to give her a massage when they went upstairs. Having placed some large bath towels to protect her sheets, she retrieved a bottle of jojoba oil from her bedside cabinet and handed it to her son as she stretched out on her front.

He poured a small amount into his cupped palm, drizzling it onto her shoulders and spine before massaging it into her skin, paying particular attention to where her muscles were. Although his arms and wrists got tired after a while, Gordon did not mind at all because once her back and legs were done, she would turn over, his cock thickening slightly as he envisaged that moment.

Pouring more oil into his palm he applied it between her breasts, one hand moving left, the other right, he didn't fondle or squeeze them, simply running his hands back and forth over her tits and feeling her nipples grow harder with each sweep.

Lucy murmured to herself, her breathing becoming that little bit quicker as she kept her eyes closed and submitted herself to his administrations. From her breast's, he moved over her ribcage and along her sides as he massaged the lotion into her skin, most of her body now slick with it and giving her upper torso a sheen.

Next came her stomach and belly, Lucy trying to keep her breathing steady as she anticipated his hands moving lower to her hips and mound. Gordon was excited because she had recently had that area treated, her fanny now as bare and smooth as a baby's bottom.

Applying a little more oil, he covered her mound and hips, into her groin and then a quick sweep over her genitals, which took Lucy's breath away, before moving onto her legs and leaving her with a longing in her vagina that refused to stop.

She panted now as his hand rested on her mound, she wanted him to touch her, she wanted his fingers inside her, better still, she wanted his cock as she unconsciously lifted her hand searching for it. Gordon laughed and slapped it away, telling her to behave as he applied pressure on her mound just above her vagina and pushed upwards towards her belly, stretching her cunt as she moaned.

Bending her legs at the knee, he raised and then opened them slightly, giving him greater access into her groin as he placed a thumb on either side of her fanny and pulled sideways, opening her up as he glanced at the pink moist interior. Then he pressed the opposite way, closing her fanny as he slowly rotated his thumbs in small circles, opening and closing her cunt as he built her arousal.

When he judged that she was teetering on the edge, he moved back to massaging her tits, leaving Lucy desperate for cock. Slowly he worked his way downwards again, this time the flat of his hand covering her cunt and moving gently up and down as she shook, her climax so close that she wanted to use her own fingers.

At last, his finger was inside her, Lucy wailing as he frigged her and then suddenly his hand became a blur as his fingers were rammed into her cunt and she orgasmed, juices splashing out and over the towels as he placed an arm behind her head and lifted so that she could see what he was doing to her.

She wanted him to stop but at the same time she wanted him to continue, one orgasm fading into another as his fingers continued to please her, her body tensing as her climaxes sent her into a realm of pleasure, overpowering her brain and body.

When Lucy came too, she could feel her son above her as he lowered himself and his lips made contact with hers, his body pressing against her body as he moved easily atop her oily skin. She needed him now as she fumbled for his shaft and gripping it for dear life, fed it into her cunt, gasping loudly as he filled her, and her fanny expanded.

Gordon fucked her hard and fast, that was what his mother needed. Her legs were around his waist, pulling him deeper with each thrust as she tried to moan despite their mouths still being attached as her tongue explored his.

At that moment, Lucy would have done anything for him, no matter how outrageous his request, if she hadn't had known better, she would have told you she was in love with this young man presently plundering her fanny, fearful that one day he may not want her anymore or that he would belong to another.

And then she was floating once more, the climax consuming her as she faintly heard him cry her name and he filled her cunt with his cum. She could feel the tears cascading down her cheeks, not because he had upset her or caused her pain, but because he made her so happy, so satisfied, and she had no other way of expressing it.

Curled around each other, they slept peacefully, Lucy murmuring his name several times in her sleep as she wrapped a possessive arm around him and held him close, wishing that their relationship could continue like this forever. As much as she enjoyed what she had with Amanda, she could never see a time when she would not need her son to fuck her. Despite knowing that what they did was wrong, she could never bring herself to refuse him.

It had arrived at long last, Amanda picking him up that afternoon for the long drive into the city and the arena where the concert would be held. He had been surprised at how she was dressed, normally it would be clothes that befitted a woman of her age or a business suit, but that afternoon she was dressed in skin-tight jeans, a t-shirt that clung to her and made it obvious that she was bra-less as well as trainers and a white "Bomber" style leather jacket.

It was only because he was sat next to her and his mother had disclosed her age, that he knew she was ten years older than he was. To anyone giving them more than a cursory glance, they may have guessed that she was a few years older than him, but with her dark hair tied back in a ponytail, he was betting most people would mistake them for perhaps brother and sister or boyfriend and girlfriend.

They laughed and chatted throughout the journey, both of them excited at the chance to see a group they both loved.

Amanda found somewhere to park, and they mingled with the thronging crowd, all heading in the same direction and wearing clothing with the recognisable logo. Inside, Gordon would have been happy no matter where their seats were, but he was over the moon when he realised, they were right down at the front of the stage.

The music was fantastic, Gordon and Amanda singing along as the band belted out hit after hit. At one point, towards the end, she had sat on his shoulders, quite distracting for him as he felt the warmth of her crotch pressed against the back of his neck and her thighs on either side of his head. Thankfully, he was too engrossed in the music to think about how it felt.

On the way home, she put a CD on in the car and they sang the songs all over again, his voice feeling hoarse by the time they arrived back at her house. He thought she may have dropped him back at his own home, but he wasn't going to complain, it had been a fantastic evening and he was still far too excited to relax, perhaps the walk home may do him a world of good.

Getting two bottles of beer from the fridge, Amanda removed the tops and handed one to him, clinking the bottles together before putting it to her lips and necking half the contents before finishing with a very un-ladylike burp.

'Sorry about that,' she laughed, closing in on him and throwing her arms around his neck.

'That was the best night ever,'

She was so close that he could do nothing but look into her face, Gordon thinking about putting his arms around her waist but undecided as to whether he should or not. There was something in her look he thought to himself unless he was misreading the signals, it was like she was waiting for him to kiss her, but that couldn't be right, he hadn't forgotten the only time that they had kissed, and although he wanted too, at the same time he didn't want to blunder in and spoil the evening.

Amanda took a step back, creating a gap between that as she took a swig from her bottle and then gave him a mischievous look. 'Do you not want to kiss me?' she asked.

Gordon felt foolish and like a child, in normal circumstances, he would have taken the opportunity but for some reason, in her company, he felt like an inexperienced teenager.

'Of course, I want to kiss you.'

'Well, what's stopping you,' Amanda asked as she closed the gap once more.

His arms went around her waist just as she gave him a shy smile and then their mouths came together, her lips soft and succulent as they pressed against his own. When her tongue found its way into his mouth, he knew he had no way of controlling what was happening in his trousers.

'Hmmm,' she said as their mouths finally parted, 'that's the second time that I seem to have caused you a problem.' She pushed her pelvis firmly against his to indicate what was happening down below and causing him to blush.

'Sorry,' Gordon spluttered, 'it's just...... just that you're...... goddam gorgeous!' he managed to blurt out, feeling foolish once more.

Amanda stroked his cheek softly as she looked him in the face, 'And so much older than you I'm afraid.'

'Does that matter?' he asked, at last finding his voice.

Her head moved from side to side, as though she was weighing up her options or trying to choose her words. 'Maybe...... maybe not.'

'Would you like to take me to bed?' Her question took Gordon by surprise.

At last, he felt he was on solid ground, a question that he understood, for good or bad, he wasn't going to pass up this opportunity, if he didn't satisfy her and he never got another chance, at least he would have made love to her once.

Disentangling himself, he took a swift drink from his bottle and then grabbed her hand, 'Shall we?' he asked as he allowed her to lead the way, watching her bottom sway as they mounted the stairs, heading for her bedroom.

Amanda finished her bottle and motioned for him to do the same before taking it from him and placing them on a set of drawers. Turning back to him, she moved in close, again offering those plump succulent lips to be kissed. There was no hesitancy this time as their mouths came together, Gordon slipping his hand beneath her t-shirt as he rested it on the hot naked skin at her waist. Easing it around her back, he ran fingers up and down her spine and then caressed her back with the palm of his hand.

She pressed herself against him as she followed his lead, her hand now beneath his t-shirt as it ran over his stomach and upwards to his chest, stroking his pecs before pinching at his nipples. Gordon's hand slid from her upper back and beneath her armpit, coming around as he traced a line down the outside edge of her breast and causing her first muffled moan of pleasure as he cupped the smooth soft flesh of her tit, its nipple poking into the palm of his hand.

Amanda was larger than his mother but smaller than his sister, compared to Freida, she was small-breasted. They were the perfect size for his hand, his fingers eliciting more sighs of pleasure as he tweaked her nipples. As they parted a second time, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, stretching her breasts upwards as her arms extended and giving Gordon the perfect opportunity as he cupped both tits at once, Amanda throwing his head backwards as he dipped down and took first one and then the other nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around her teat as he sucked and licked.

Leading him across to the bed, she lounged across it, 'You may have to help me off with these jeans,' she said, her voice barely above a whisper, 'it was a job and a half getting into them.

After she had unbuttoned and slid the zip down, he eased each leg at a time, inching the jeans down until he could remove them and leaving her laying there naked except for the tiniest pair of white panties.

'Your turn,' she said, propping herself up on her elbows as she watched and waited.

It took Gordon less than the blink of an eye to disrobe, his erection jiggling and slapping from side to side as he got rid of his pants before advancing on her as she pretended to be fearful of his manhood, even though her eyes never left it, and she licked her lips seductively. Amanda let him watch as she eased her panties from her hips, keeping him waiting until he got his first view of her shaven fanny.

As Gordon stretched out on the bed, Amanda straddled his hips, her hands resting on his stomach as she pressed her piss flaps against the hardness of his erection. From her vantage point, she looked down at this young man, the son of the woman she was currently dating. She hadn't begun the evening with the intention of this happening, it was just that with the excitement and the fun they'd had, it just seemed a natural progression.

There was no denying he was good looking, nor that his manhood presently pushing against her fanny was in any way lacking. His inexperience showed initially but she would not pass judgement on his ability until after he had fucked her.

Amanda was the most beautiful, exquisite woman that he had ever seen naked. It was obvious that she worked out, not weights or anything like that, probably aerobics, because there was not an ounce of fat, her figure toned to perfection.

As she rocked back and forward on his shaft, Gordon extended a hand, his thumb parting her lips as he rubbed gently either side of her clit, occasionally giving it the lightest of touches and causing her eyes to flutter each time. The sex was slow, both of them taking the time to touch and fondle the other, increasing their arousal incrementally. When at last Amanda raised her bottom and grasped his shaft, Gordon was desperate to feel it inside her. Rubbing his throbbing knob against her pussy, she teased him before slowly lowering herself, Gordon watching as his cock disappeared into her cunt.

Amanda sat stationary for a moment as his flesh filled her fanny, pushing her genitals tightly into his groin as the sensation made her shiver. Slowly at first, she eased herself up and down, Gordon supporting her hips and buttocks and assisting as his cock slid in and out of her flue. Her eyes were closed as she murmured softly to herself before leaning forward on her outstretched arms, her tits hanging over his face and swinging slowly with her motion.