Mom's Friend Natasha Ch. 01

INCEST: Natasha brings mom & son together.

(All characters in this story are over the age of 18 regardless of role played)

JOEY'S STORY

Strange sounds coming from mommy's bedroom!

It seemed that every time mom's new friend Natasha stayed over for the night, there'd be strange sounds coming from mom's bedroom. I first noticed that one night after I'd turned 18. I'd gotten up to pee and heard giggling coming from mom's bedroom. I was curious as to what was so funny, so I crept a little closer to mom's bedroom door. It was closed. I couldn't see in, but I sure could stand there and listen.

There were other sounds I couldn't describe. Sometimes it seemed like they were whispering to each other. Then there'd be a sound like an open palm slapping of ass flesh, like I do sometimes when I'm the shower I'll slap my butt just to see what it sounded like. That kind of a sexy sound. Then there'd be some moaning and some heavy breathing. Sometimes it sounded like mom's bed was shaking and the headboard was banging against the wall. What the hell?

For some reason, though I had no idea what was going on in there, my cock would get hard. It was as if at some unconscious, primeval level, some hidden part of me knew what was going on in mom's bedroom even though my conscious self didn't. I was to find out later that my cock was a lot smarter than I was--it knew, at some level, what mom and her friend Natasha were doing together in mom's bedroom. To explain it scientifically, I suppose there were pheromones in the air that my cock was able to pick up on, though I wasn't. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I'd heard some of the other boys at school say that women sometimes liked to have sex with each other, but I couldn't believe that my mom would ever do anything like that. Maybe mom and Natasha were just exercising to burn off some calories before falling to sleep. So, I went back to bed.

Nevertheless, I got to where I was always looking forward to the times Natasha would come over to visit mom. 'Cause she was always friendly towards me, full of smiles and the like. Sometimes she'd even flirt with me a little and compliment me about my looks which made me feel real good, like a real man, to have someone like Natasha give me attention and compliments.

Natasha was one hell of a woman. She was well over six feet tall and built like the proverbial brick shit house. And her tits! What totally awesome mountains her tits were! They were the biggest tits I'd every seen in my life and they stuck out in front like a couple of gravity-defying cannons.

Not that my mom was any slouch. Mom was a leggy blonde, just under six feet with a pair of tits almost as big as her friend Natasha's. Yeah, I'd always admired mom's tits. Sometimes when she walked, depending upon what she was wearing, her tits would jiggle and bounce. And I thought that was so fascinating.

Even after I turned 18 mom still towered over me, as I was only five foot six. I guess I got that from my pa. I really never knew my pa, mom had always told me that he'd run off before I was born. "The little runt," she'd always say.

So, I guess I was always going to be a little runt. Which is why I liked Natasha so much because of the way she always complimented me and made me feel like a man.

Those strange sounds coming from mom's bedroom . . . I began to wonder if they really were having some kind of sex together? But what on earth could two women do with each other?

Well, yeah, sometimes I could hear liquid sounds as if they were kissing each other . . . or something else. And sometimes there was a buzzing sound, like a couple of electric razors going at the same time. This was when their moans were the loudest. What the hell was that?

I knew it was naughty of me to be thinking those thoughts, and even naughtier to be eves dropping on whatever it was that mom and Natasha were doing in there . . . but for some reason I just couldn't stop. And, I'd get such an erection that I'd have to run back to my room and masturbate thinking about Natasha's tits. Yeah, okay, and sometimes even thinking about my own mom's tits.

One day, it was a Saturday, I was sitting in a chair in our living room reading a comic book. Mom was sitting on the sofa directly across from me reading a magazine. It was one of those days when mom was expecting Natasha to come over. Sometimes mom liked to dress up real fancy for Natasha's visits. This time was no exception.

Mom was wearing a white blouse that buttoned down the front. She'd left a few buttons undone showing lots of cleavage. Yeah, I know, naughty little boy me for even noticing. On bottom she had on a black business type skirt that came to just a few inches above her knees. She was also wearing heels and beige hose. As she sat reading her magazine, she had her long legs crossed.

And I couldn't help but glance up from my comic book every once in a while to steal a look.

The doorbell rang. And my cock instantly started to get hard knowing that it was Natasha and knowing that I was going to creep up to mom's bedroom door that night and try to figure out what ever it was that Natasha and mom were doing with each other . . . and that I'd have to masturbate over it. .

"Oh, that must be Natasha," mom said as she put her magazine aside. With a swish of nylons rubbing each other, she uncrossed her legs before getting up to go to the door.

Of course I just happened to be looking when mom uncrossed her legs, and I'll be damned if I didn't get to see all the way up to her panties. She was wearing nice, silky white panties. She seemed to pause like that with legs slightly apart before standing up. And I just couldn't tear my eyes away. Mom's long legs looked so sexy in those nylons, and then there was that creamy white flesh just above the tops of her stockings. And her garter straps . . . leading the way right up to her panties again. Yes, I know, even naughtier little boy was I, looking at my own mom like that. I just couldn't help it. It was just too breath-takingly sexy a sight, such a forbidden sexy sight. Enough to give me a good mental vision to masturbate to later that night.

Well, okay, to be honest I was already starting to get an erection under my gym shorts.

I watched mom as she walked to the front door. Mom was not fat by any means, but she had huge ass cheeks, round and firm (mom worked out a lot). And, that tight business skirt mom was wearing looked like it was stretched to the breaking point around her butt. And with each step she took, her ass cheeks jiggled and rippled--just like her tits did.

That that only made my budding erection get even harder. Yes, over my very own mom! And, I was really looking forward to the masturbation session I was going to have tonight after eves dropping on mom and Natasha--and fantasizing about the most forbidden things that I could imagine that they might be doing with each other.

I watched as mom opened the door for her friend. Natasha entered and the two women greeted each other and embraced. Natasha was dressed even sexier than mom was. Like mom, she had on heels and hose, but for a skirt she had this sexy little latex thing that barely covered the essentials. Yeah, not only could I see the tops of her nylons (even while she was standing), but several inches of her garter straps before they disappeared up under her skirt. Up top all she had on was a halter top type thing leaving her midriff all exposed and that halter top thing was cut to expose maximum amount of cleavage.

As the two statuesque women greeted each other in a light embrace, they touched their tits together. They seemed to rub them together for a brief moment while looking into each other's eyes then they hugged each other tighter and kissed . . . a kiss that seemed to be a bit longer than a simple greeting kiss. And for some reason it made me tremble all over as my cock strained against my shorts.

Mom ushered Natasha into the living room and said, "well, Joey, are you just going to sit there staring, or are you going to be a gentleman and come and greet our guest like a good boy."

I got up and quickly rushed to Natasha hoping mom wouldn't see the bulge growing in my shorts.

"Hello, Joey," Natasha said grabbing me and crushing me to her. With one hand behind my head and the other behind my back she forced my face right into her bosom, right into her cleavage. The gorgeous flesh of her huge mounds pressed tight against my cheeks. And she held me there, not letting me go.

"That's more like it, Joey," mom said placing a hand on my butt and pushing my lower extremities up tight against Natasha's.

And the growing bulge in my shorts found itself pushed into the space between Natasha's thighs, right about at the tops of her stockings. And then my cock really grew, tenting out my gym shorts something crazy as it tried to crawl up between the creamy white part of Natasha's flesh above her stockings as if searching for her cunt.

"Ummmm, such a sweet boy you are," Natasha said as she tilted my face up from her bosom so she could give me a peck on the lips. Except that it was a hell of a lot more than a simple peck. With her mouth latched on hard to mine, she gave me a little tongue sending shock waves all through me. My cock quivered and shook as it tried to climb up even higher between her upper thighs.

"Okay, that's enough, you two," mom said with a giggle as she ruffled my hair.

I quickly turned away so mom couldn't see the huge bulge in my shorts, sat back down on my chair and quickly placed the comic book over my lap to hide my erection.

Mom ushered Natasha to the couch then went to get them drinks.

I watched as Natasha sat on the couch directly across from me . . . and that skimpy skirt of hers sliding up the rest of the way up her thighs as it made that sexy swish, swish sound. Better yet, as she crossed her legs she left them parted just enough to allow me to see all the way up to her white panties.

She smiled at me and initiated a conversation, at first about school and stuff. And as we talked, she kept shifting the position of her legs. First it was her left leg crossed tightly over her right, and the way she was sitting, it allowed me to see all the way almost up to her ass. Then she would recross her legs the movement allowing her to part her legs provocatively letting me see even more of her panties.

Each time she would shift positions, her nylon stockings would make that swish, swish sound that always drove my cock crazy.

My cock was tenting my shorts something crazy, but I was still trying to hide that tell-tale bulge with the comic book.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked.

"No."

"What? A cute boy like you?"

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Then what do you do?" she asked opening her legs even more, really flashing me. "A young, strong, healthy young man like you. Do you masturbate?"

"Y-y-n-I mean no." I lied because I was afraid she'd tell mom.

"No?" She laughed, as she lifted her crossed leg completely off the other thigh and placed her heeled foot on the couch in a way that her thighs were wide open and her skimpy skirt hiked up to her hips totally exposing her entire long sexy legs and her garter straps all the way up to the entire crotch area of her panties.

Unable to take my eyes off of that awesome sight, I could see a touch of dampness forming about where I figured her cunt would be. And by now my cock was really throbbing, tenting my gym shorts so bad that even the comic book couldn't hide it.

"I bet you're fibbing," she said. "Everyone masturbates. Even your sexy mommy and I masturbate."

"Y-y-your kidding," I tried to giggle a little, but was so turned on it only came out as a croak.

With a smile and a lick of her lips she said "You don't believe me? Look at this."

She reached into her purse and pulled out one of those sex toys I'd heard some of the guys at school talk about. The thing they called a "rabbit," though I had no idea why. All I could see was that it was kind of cock shaped.

"You see, your own very sexy mommy also has a sex toy just like this. And it's so good for a woman 'cause we can fuck our selves with it. See, we like to stick it in our cunts and move it in and out." She rubbed the tip of it up and down over the crotch area of her exposed panties.

My jaw just about dropped to the floor.

"It's almost as good as being fucked by a real cock." Natasha continued. "She looked me right in the eyes as she held the thing up to her face and began licking it lewdly with her super long tongue.

And I felt a gush of electricity as if she were licking my own cock. And by now my dick was so engorged and erect that I thought it would rip right through my shorts and the comic book.

"Sometimes it's almost even better than a real cock because we can make it vibrate. See?" She turned the damned thing on and then I knew for sure what that buzzing sound was coming from mom's bedroom at night when Natasha was in there with her.

She slipped the sex toy up between her thighs again to rub the vibrating thing against her panties. "Your sexy mommy and I have sooo much fun masturbating ourselves and each other with these sex toys."

All I could do was gape and wonder my mom? My God!

"I bet you have a nice sexy toy yourself to play with," she said, turning her rabbit off and putting it back in her purse. "Why don't you set that comic book aside and stand up so I can get a better look at the bulge in your shorts?"

Feeling embarrassed that I'd been caught with a hard-on, but also, so turned on I couldn't do anything but obey this incredibly sexy woman.

"That's what I thought," she said, licking her lips. "Such a nice looking big cock you've got there bulging out your shorts like that. Why don't you come closer so I can get a better look."

I approached her on trembling legs. Then, standing directly in front of her, she removed her shoe and extended her foot out to rub it against my cock.

"Ummmm, nice," she said, "such a nice hard and hot little fellow you've got there. I bet you really love playing with that thing when you're alone in your bedroom?"

"I-I-I . . ." My face was burning up with embarrassment. I looked down at the floor.

I bet you'd love to watch your sexy mommy and I play sometime, wouldn't you? I bet you'd really love to see everything your naughty mommy and I do with each other?"

"I-I-I . . ." was all I could utter.

"Have you every seen a grown woman naked?" she asked still rubbing my cock with her foot.

"N-n-no." Actually I'd seen mom slip out of the shower and walk to her bedroom completely naked a couple of times. But I couldn't admit that I'd been spying.

"Well, maybe someday your mommy and I should show you, and teach you all about the birds and the bees. Teach you everything about a woman's body and how to please her so you'll know what to do when you get a girl friend. Would you like that?"

"S-s-s-sure," I finally got enough courage to say something.

She lowered her foot from the bulge in my shorts and replaced it with her hand. Looking me straight in the eye while stroking my raging hard-on through my shorts she said, "I bet you'd really love to fuck your hot sexy mommy, now wouldn't you?"

I opened my mouth but nothing came out.

Just then mom started to come back into the living room with the drinks for her and her friend. And, not wanting mom to catch me with a raging hard on bursting out my shorts, while I was looking up between her friend's thighs and getting my cock rubbed by her hand, I made a quick dash to my bedroom.

I was trembling and shaking. My cock throbbed and ached. Even my balls ached. I ripped my shorts off then and there and masturbated thinking about Natasha . . . and yes, even my own mom and the naughty things mom's friend had been saying to me about what her and mommy do together.

And that night, after we'd all gone to bed, I crept up to mom's bedroom door as usual to listen . . . and this time I knew full well what mom and her friend were doing in there. What an incredible turn on that was. And now, I could actually, consciously smell the female sex pheromones in the air. And it made my cock just throb and throb and throb.

It was all so hot and sexy that I just couldn't help masturbating again to their sounds of pleasure and sex fun mommy and Natasha were enjoying. And, just as I was about to cum, I pulled my shorts back up and shot my juice into my shorts so as not to spill any on the rug.

Then I returned to my room and jerked off again before I could go to sleep.

MOM'S STORY

After Joey had turned 18, Natasha started telling me how hot and sexy she thought my son was. It wasn't long before she took it to the next level.

"That age he's at . . . I bet he's horny all the time," Natasha said. "Maybe it's time you and I taught him all about the birds and the bees?"

"Well, I don't know . . ." I was embarrassed at Natasha's brazen suggestion at first, but it also kind of turned me on.

"You know," she said while fingering me one night, "one of my biggest fantasies is to be able to watch a hot son fuck his mommy. Wouldn't you just love to have that young, hot, hard cock of your son's pumping in and out of your horny mommy cunt?"

"Come on, Natasha, that'd be incest. My own son, now really?" I feigned shock, while feeling even more turned on to the idea—but afraid to admit it to myself, much less Natasha. Nonetheless, it didn't stop me from fingering her right back.

"Yeah, really. Incest. The forbidden fruit! That'd just make it all the more exciting. You have no idea how fuckin' hot that'd make me." She gave me a hot kiss with lots of tongue, her thumb teasing my clit while her fingers played with my cunt.

"Well, I don't know."

"I bet he'd just love to fuck his own mommy. I bet he masturbates at night thinking about his sexy blonde mommy with the nice big tits." She tweaked my hardening nipples.

"Y-y-y-you really think so?"

"I know so. You know, earlier today, when you were in the kitchen fixing our drinks, I started flashing him and I saw him starting to get hard . . . you know, he started bulging out his gym shorts. Then I showed him my rabbit and told him that both you and I masturbate, and about how much fun we had with our sex toys."

"You didn't!"

"Oh, yes I did. And you wouldn't believe how hard he got then! I thought his gym shorts would rip apart."

I couldn't help but giggle at that while feeling tingly all over from Natasha's nasty talk.

"All that just got me really hot too," Natasha continued, "so I had him stand right in front of me and I started rubbing my foot on his bulge . . . and I got him to admit that he'd like you and me to teach him how to please a woman. By then I was rubbing his huge bulge with my hand. He was trembling all over and I could tell he was about ready to cum . . . but that's when you entered the room he fled to his bedroom, probably to bring himself off."

Anyway, every time Natasha and I got together, she'd talk dirty to me about me and my son doing it and it really started getting to me. Once she'd planted those incest seeds in my brain they just would not go away. I had to admit to myself that I'd noticed my son trying to look up my skirt now and then, and yeah, it did give me kind of a rush. Well, not just kind of a rush . . . I mean, hell, it made me wet as fuck.

So the more Natasha talked about me and her having sex with my son, the more I began to find opportunities to flash him to check out his reaction, and I became more and more convinced that Natasha was right. My son was getting erections over his own mom. And, yeah, he was probably beating off to it, which I thought was a real kick.