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"Why don't we just jack off here?" said Rob, "Or, better, have one of you jack us off. One couple on watch, the other on jack-off duties?" There was a hopeful look on his face.

"Why don't we, indeed," said Karen with a broad grin. She shrugged, her tits bobbing enticingly. "The guys can roll onto their bellies if anyone comes, and we can see both approaches from here if anyone comes." She laughed. "If anyone else comes, I mean." She turned to me. "Rock, scissors, Paper? Winner jacks off Ken, loser -- no! Other winner -- other winner jacks off Rob?"

I grinned at her, nodding. "Good idea, sister-MILF!"

"Hey, nice one, Mom! Sister-MILF has a good ring to horny young guys like Ken and me," said Rob, laughing.

"Definitely!" Ken agreed, a wide grin on his face.

"Ready, Julie," said Karen, holding out her clenched fist.

"Yep," I said, holding out my own. "One, two, three, go!"

My rock blunted Karen's scissors, and I turned to Ken with a happy smile. "Us first, stud. If you kneel and I sit facing the opposite way, if anyone comes you just need to fall forwards, okay?"

"Okay! Now?"

"Now," I said. "Karen? Rob? If you two sit at either side of us, so you can look past us to see if anyone, anyone else, that is, is coming, you'll still be able to watch. Okay? Yes? Places, every one!"

In a moment, Ken and I were positioned thigh to thigh. I took a deep breath and reached out to grip his lovely, hard cock. Yes! Velvet over rubber over steel. I slid my hand down it, then paused. I released my grip and reached over for my purse. My hand cream was in there and I squeezed a generous glob into my palm, then reached to take Ken's cock in my hand again. He grinned.

"Lubrication! Good thinking, Julie."

"Thanks, stud. Ready?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, then. Enjoy this, because I sure as fuck am!"

And I set to on a slow stroke of Ken's lovely cock, bringing him gently towards climax. I thought it might take a while, but as Ken admitted later, seeing Karen and me naked, both with shaved pussies, which we weren't exactly hiding, and knowing that the two of us were ready and willing to have sex, incestuous sex, with both of the boys had him so excited he'd thought he might come as soon as I touched him. Luckily for him, he wasn't quite that excited, but it didn't take long before he was breathing heavily.

"Getting close, hon?" I asked.

"Oh, yes!" he murmured, on a long sigh. "Very close, very, very, close." A pause. "Oh, fuck! I'm coming!"

But I knew by then, as Ken's semen spattered against my thigh, my belly and the under curves of my breasts. Fighting a giggle, I stroked him gently to coax the rest of his semen from his cock until he put a hand out to stop me.

"Sorry, Julie, it's a tad sensitive at the moment.." He gave me a wry smile.

"You enjoyed it, I suspect?" I said, with a wink and a grin.

"Absolutely!" he said.

"So did Rob and I," said Karen, "So wipe yourselves down, because now it's our turn." So saying, she passed us some pre-moistened wipes and Ken and I quickly cleaned ourselves. I leaned across to Ken and kissed him.

"I enjoyed getting you off, Ken, and I look forward to fucking you but it has to be Rob's cock in my pussy first. You understand, don't you?"

"Of course. I mean, my cock has to be in Mom's pussy before Rob's, too."

"Definitely," said Karen, who'd been listening. She turned to Rob. "Same way as Ken and Julie?"

"Yeah," said my son. "It looked like Ken enjoyed himself and the smile that was on Mom's face is the one she gets when she's enjoying herself."

I laughed. "True! Okay, you two, time for ac -- No! Hold it! Someone's coming."

Rob quickly let himself fall forwards, hiding his erection. Ken's erection had softened, although there was still a hint of what it had been before. I was sitting, Karen was kneeling, but sitting back on her heels, and we turned casually to the newcomers, smiling back at them as they greeted us cheerfully. An older couple, late fifties, probably, tanned all over, comfortable in their nudity, holding hands, they kept on moving past us and disappeared along the path.

"Okay, guys and gal, give them five minutes and we'll carry on. How's the erection holding, Rob?" I added with a grin.

"It's holding just fine, Mom. In any case, as soon as Karen touches me it will be hard again."

"And I'll make sure of that," said Karen with a grin I could almost feel. She looked around, then turned back to us. "Okay, people, take your positions."

There was an animated shuffle around and when it settled Ken and I were facing each other, positioned so that we could see if anyone was coming along the paths, and Karen and Rob were thigh to thigh as Ken and I had been. I made sure my pussy was visible to Ken, and he gave me a grin and a wink

"Julie? Can I have some of your hand cream?" Karen asked.

"Of course, " I said, tossing her the tube, watching as she squeezed a glob into her palm, then holding my breath as my friend's hand closed around my son's beautiful, hard, cock. I think the gasp of pleasure came from Rob and me, both. I spared a glance at the path -- still clear -- then watched again as Karen's hand began to move, as she began bringing my son to climax. I'm not sure whether Karen was moving faster or slower than I had, or whether Rob was quicker or slower to climax than Ken, but one thing I am sure about is that when Rob gasped his impending climax, Karen moved slightly to aim his ejaculate straight at her tits, and there was enough of it to give her a good covering.

Karen grinned as she caught my eye and began to rub Rob's jizz into her skin, but we all started at Ken's hissed warning, "Someone's coming."

Rob was quick, letting himself fall forward on his towel, hiding his still considerable erection, while Karen continued to rub Rob's semen over herself. She winked.

"I'll just pretend it's sunblock," she murmured, as the couple who had passed earlier came back along the path. We all expressed cheerful greetings as the couple moved past, then silence as we collected our thoughts. Rob was the first to break the silence.

"Much as I enjoyed that, and thank you, Karen, for the real pleasure you gave me, I'd like to take this further and sink my cock into a juicy pussy that wants me there. Mom? Time to go home and break the law?"

I laughed, but I could feel the tingle way down inside me, and I knew for a fact that my pussy was wet, had been for some time, in fact. Like, since before we arrived. I nodded. "Yes, honey, let's go home and have fun!"

Karen laughed. "Yes, let's! Okay, people, let's get our things together and hit the road."

And that didn't take long. Within ten minutes the four of us were in Karen's SUV heading home.

"I'll drop you two at your place," said Karen, "and Ken and I will take the SUV home. We'll see the two of you later. About six, you said?"

I nodded. "Yep. Time for that first fuck, and maybe seconds, between now and then. Ring or text me, and we'll have the back gate open for you." I laughed. "Then we can play!"

"Right on, Julie, but two more turns and you're home. Good luck, guys, and Rob, give Julie the good fucking she needs!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"And you, Ken, make sure your mom is walking bow-legged later," I said, laughing.

"Will do, Julie."

The SUV braking to a stop brought our attention to the fact that Rob and I were home. We gathered our things and climbed out, and I turned to Karen. She grinned, and I laughed.

"Have fun, girlfriend," she said, "and we'll see you later."

"You, too, but for now, Rob and me, we have some things to do, so if you'll excuse us?"

"Go for it!" she said, and gunned the SUV away.

I turned to Rob. "Come on, son, let's get private." He grinned, and followed me inside, placing our bags in the hall. I locked the door, and turned to him. He smiled and reached for me, and moments later we were sharing our first lovers' kiss. A hot kiss, a wet kiss, a kiss which promised more. Breaking it, I leaned back slightly in Rob's arms. I smiled up at him.

"Remember," I said, "at Hay Cove, "when I said I'd take care of your erection?"

He laughed, almost a snort. "Not something I'm likely to forget, Mom."

"Well, I meant it. So, son, how do you want your momma to take care of you? Do you want another hand-job, but from your mother this time, do you want me to blow you, or do you want to fuck me?"

He thought for a moment, then grinned. "I think it has to be your choice, Mom." He paused. "When I was watching the DVD, when you caught me?"

"Yes?"

"Can you remember which scene it was?"

I laughed. "Oh, yes. The mother was just going to blow her son, and you said, 'Yes, Mom, suck my cock' along with the actor. I was slightly startled, to say the least, but I didn't want to confront you then, because it would have just embarrassed both of us. That's why I sneaked back out and came home as if it was the first time."

"It was you I was seeing in my head, not the actress."

"I got that. So, are you saying you want me to blow you?"

"Some time, yes, please, and I want to eat you, too, but it's not long since Karen got me off, so can we fuck, Mom? Please?"

I stared at Rob for a moment, my mind racing. "My choice?"

"Absolutely, Mom."

"Okay, then, what I would like is to have you eat me first, and then we'll fuck."

Rob's grin was wide. "Yes, Mom! Guess we better undress again, first."

"Yes, but let's do it in my bedroom. Will you undress me?"

"Mom, that is another of my dreams coming true. Let's go!" And off we went upstairs, hand in hand. In my bedroom, I loosed Rob's hand and turned to him, holding my arms wide.

"Okay, son, undress your mother!"

And that didn't take long, seeing that I was only wearing a tee shirt, shorts, bra, panties and sneakers. I was slightly startled at how deft Rob was at unhooking my bra, but in moments I was naked again before my son.

"Your turn now, son," I said, and began to undress him, and that didn't take long, either. Naked, we faced each other. My eyes dropped to Rob's cock, almost fully erect, and I suppressed a shudder at the thought of it penetrating me. I held out my arms and we embraced. I broke away and lay myself on my bed, shuffling up against the headboard, spreading my legs. I held Rob's eyes with mine.

"Eat me, baby," I murmured, but then a thought struck me. "Um, Rob, have you ever eaten a woman before, hon?"

He grinned. "Yeah, Mom, a couple of times. I'm looking forward to tasting yours."

"And I'm looking forward to being eaten by you, baby." I laughed. "You realize this is all wrong, don't you? A woman should not be looking forward to having her own son perform cunnilingus on her, but I am, definitely. It's been a long time since I had a man's mouth on my pussy." Not since my husband died, and that had been eight years ago.

Rob looked down and studied me for a long moment, then looked up at me and winked.

"Beautiful, Mom."

I laughed. "Hardly, but I know what you mean." I gestured vaguely towards my groin. "Lean in and breathe first, sweetie. If you don't like the smell, you might not like the taste."

"I did before, Mom, very tasty."

"You enjoy it? Those other times?"

"Yes, I did. First time, the girl was so ready she blew up after only a few seconds, nearly took my ears off. Next time it took longer but I'm pretty sure she -- both of them -- enjoyed it." He looked up at me. "I hope you do, Mom."

"I'm pretty sure I will, baby."

"Ready?"

"Absolutely. Go, baby, get me off with your mouth."

He leaned in and breathed, and I tensed myself, anticipating the feel of a man's mouth on my pussy for the first time since Rob's father had been killed, then gasped as Rob's tongue swept up my slit.

"Oh, yes!" I breathed. I glanced down at Rob and he looked up at me and winked, then his mouth came back to my pussy and began the pleasurable, for both of us, task of bringing his mother to climax.

He didn't hurry, laving my labia with his tongue, probing my vagina with his stiffened tongue, flicking my clitoris gently with it, licking, kissing, sucking, his mouth never still. If Rob had only eaten two women before me, I think he must have done some reading, as well, because he seemed to me to be every bit as good as his father had been, and Robert had had a very talented mouth, one he used on me to our mutual delight on many occasions, just as our son was doing now.

I was excited, I was horny, and I was conscious of the illicit nature of what we were doing. I think that it was the combination of all of these factors that conspired to bring me to orgasm probably faster than any other previous occasion I could remember. And I came hard, fighting a scream, strangling it in my throat. I'd been twining my fingers in Rob's hair and the reflex grip I made when I climaxed must have nearly ripped some of the hair from his head. Nearly, because I somehow retained enough presence of mind to slacken my grip as my climax washed over me.

Long moments passed as I slowly recovered from one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. Long moments of silence, punctuated only by the sounds of heavy breathing. I glanced down at Rob, now kneeling back on his heels. He blew me a kiss then knelt tall, indicating the lovely, hot and hard erection standing proud before him. I grinned.

"You want to fuck me, baby?"

"You know I do, Mom."

"So, how do you want me?"

"You want me to choose?" he said, surprised. He shook his head. "No, Mom, it has to be your choice, especially this first time. So, how do you want me?"

I thought for a moment, but I'd made my mind up. "This first time, honey, take me plain vanilla missionary, so I can see your face when you come in me."

"If that's what you want, Mom, then that's what you get."

"Okay, baby, come and fuck your mother."

He went easily to his knees between my spread legs, then eased forward, taking his weight on one extended arm, the other holding his erection. I smiled up at him and took his hand away, replacing it with my own.

"You push forwards, baby, and momma will make sure the big fella gets where we both want him," I murmured, relishing the feel of his rock-hard erection in my hand, guiding him easily into my soaking pussy, relishing too the feel of the broad, blunt head of his cock penetrating me, relishing it anew as Rob pulled back to spread my juices and pushed in again, sinking to his balls in me. I couldn't help it, I moaned, then shook my head as a concerned look appeared on Rob's face.

"You okay, Mom?"

"Oh, fuck, yes!" I said, and he grinned, "you feel fucking marvelous. Now, fuck me, baby, fuck me good!"

He began to move, thrusting into me, pulling back, repeating the moves, his cock moving increasingly freely in my liberally flowing juices, taking his weight on his elbows and knees, his arms under my shoulders, fingers hooked lightly to hold me in place. His pace was slow and steady at first, but quickened gradually. My own hips began to push back at him and soon the two of us were totally absorbed in our sensations. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax and suddenly I needed Rob to know.

"Getting close, baby," I gasped.

"Me too, Mom, me too. Oh, fuck! Coming now!" he cried and his hips went almost into spasm, driving his cock into me, his semen spraying my inner walls. This tipped me, too, over the top and hard as his hips were driving him into me so were my own driving back. It was too intense to last, of course, and gradually we slowed, our lungs heaving to extract oxygen from the air. Minutes later we were breathing almost normally and Rob eased out of me, collapsing to his back beside me.

"Whooee," he said, a grin splitting his face. "Have to say, Mom, you are one fantastic fuck!"

"Thanks, honey. You're not so bad yourself. Almost as good as your Dad was and you'll get better with practice."

About to speak, I think, Rob suddenly sat bolt upright and turned to me, his face stricken. Alarmed, I took his hand.

"What is it, Honey? What's up?"

"Mom, I didn't use protection! Selfish bastard that I am, I was too excited by what was happening."

"Exactly how I wanted you to be. It's okay, hon, you don't need to worry."

"Why not?"

"Taken care of, son. I have a contraceptive diaphragm, put it in before we went to Hay Cove."

"You mean you planned to fuck me?"

"Well, I knew you wanted me, after what I heard when you were watching that porn DVD, and I wanted to be ready for it if the chance arose. Wednesday, I'm going to go to the clinic and get myself on the pill."

"So I can expect to fuck you again? It's not just a one time special?" I could hear the eagerness, yes, and the doubt, in his voice.

I held his eye. "Rob, honey, now I've made my mind up that I want my son to fuck me, I want it to continue, okay?"

He drew me to him and into a kiss, a kiss of love, of want, a lovers' kiss. Gently breaking it he held me at arms' length, gazing into my eyes. "Very okay, Mom."

"And tonight, after Karen and Ken have left, I want you to sleep with me."

"Yours to command, Mom."

"Well, I command you to help me up and lead me to the shower. You can wash my tits and my pussy if I can wash your cock and balls. Deal?"

"Deal, Mom."

Rob and I had fun in my shower, and as soon as he realized I was truly eager to feel his hands on me, my tits and pussy were carefully, and thoroughly, washed. Of course, Rob's cock and balls were equally carefully tended and he was sporting a beautiful erection when I turned off the water.

"Lovely sight, son, and I'm sure looking forward to feeling it in me again soon."

He laughed, almost a snort. "You think I'm not? Get real, Mom!"

"Let's get dried, hon, and then we can play again. Soon rather than later. You might need rest and recovery time if you're still planning on fucking Karen later this evening."

"You okay with that, Mom?"

"Yes, of course, so long as you're okay with me fucking Ken?"

"I'm okay with that, Mom. As long as we're both involved it can only be fun, but I've been thinking."

"About what?"

"Sex, of course. I reckon I can manage a couple more fucks today, but I don't know about more. Once with Karen, when she and Ken are here, once more with you either while they're here or after they've gone, but that will probably finish me for the day. I've already come three times today."

"Three? I only counted two. When Karen jacked you off and when you fucked me just now."

"I jacked off this morning in the shower, Mom. I wasn't sure I could keep John Thomas down when I finally saw you naked." He laughed, wry. "And I couldn't, could I?"

I grinned. "No, I guess you couldn't. Okay, hon, once we're dried let's just stay naked, relax, cuddle and fool around until Karen and Ken arrive."

"Okay, Mom, I can manage that!"

So we did, and by the time six o'clock ticked around we were both primed and ready and I was absolutely certain that Rob's hands and mouth knew their way around my body, as mine did his. My cellphone was on the coffee table beside us and chirped to signal an incoming text. It was from Karen. 'Leaving now, unlock the gate.'

"Rob, sweetheart, unlock the gate, please. Karen and Ken are on their way."

"Sure thing, Mom," he replied and a few minutes later was ushering the others into the house. Karen came straight to me and hugged me, her eyes sparkling, a light flush on her face.

"We did it, sweetie, my son and I fucked and it was fucking marvelous!"

"So was ours," I replied, grinning like a fool. "Ready for some more?"

"Definitely," said Karen, "but much as I'm looking forward to a cock in my pussy again, I'd like a quick swim first before we watch the DVD and then play."

"Me, too," said Rob, with Ken's agreement and mine split seconds later.

"Okay," I said, "that's what we'll do." I paused. "Am I right in thinking that you guys still want to fuck both of us MILFs today?"