On the Loveseat Ch. 20

"I love you Jenny." I whispered with my lips on her earlobe.

Her own mouth was correspondingly beside my ear.

"I love you Jeremy."

As if that was the cue, I began to really pump my hips as I plumbed mom's depths.

"And I love this!" Mom croaked out.

I kicked it into overdrive and was nearly at my earlier pace, ramming furiously into mom's pussy.

"Harder Jeremy! Give me all that wonderful big cock!"

Whatever I had was hers.

I was gasping into her ear, her soaked brown hair. I was beyond conscious thought; I was just a lever for my dick to thrust into my love's tight and incredible feeling velvety vice. Jenny's inner muscles were milking my shaft on every downward penetration and every return stroke.

"I love it ... Jeremy! You ... are ... going ... to ... make me ... cum ... again! Faster!"

Mom's words came to me as if from on high.

I could only comply.

"Yes! Like ... that! Oh! God! Yes, yes!" Mom yelled out.

"Ohhh ... Fuuuuuckkk!"

"Gaaaaah!"

Mom shook and trembled and jerked beneath me as evidence of her reaching orgasmic bliss.

Having accomplished my goal, I gave in to my own burning need and after another dozen strokes or so, I flooded Jenny's womb with my load of creamy seed.

I collapsed on top of my mom, my sight blurry and my limbs now almost useless. I felt her hold me tightly as if to never let me get away again.

I recovered slowly and mom tried to ease me off her.

"Oh. Sorry mom."

"It's okay. I love you on me, in me. But after a bit it's just too much."

"I love me in you too." I grinned feebly at her.

"We still have to be careful. I don't want to have the near misses like we did before. Especially now with Justin paying me more attention." Mom said warningly, but her eyes still glowed with that just-fucked aura.

"I should warn you too. I don't want Erin to even suspect that there might be another girl, or woman." I tried to be firm in reply, but I don't think I managed it. It was hard to be stern to my naked mother!

Mom just laughed.

"It's not funny mom!" I scolded her.

"Just what have we gotten ourselves into Jeremy? You have to keep me a secret from Erin; I have to keep you secret from Justin. We have to find time to be with them, but yet we want to be together. It's all just a mess!"

"But it's a big beautiful wonderful mess." I answered.

"You would think so. Remember, if anything happens, Erin will only break up with you. I'll have your father divorce me and take the kids from me. I don't think I could survive that. So be cocky all you want with your two girlfriends, but there's the bigger picture for all of us."

"Two girlfriends?" I asked in shocked disbelief.

"You're right! I have two girlfriends!" I sat up with renewed energy. "I have the two hottest girls! Wow!"

"I don't know about hottest. I keep in shape, moreso the past few months because I've had additional incentive," Mom gave me a sexy smile, "and Erin is cute enough, but the hottest?"

"You're hot to me!"

"That's all that matters I guess." My attitude infected my girlfriend as a wide grin covered her face.

"Can we go again?" I teased.

I would have tried. I really would have.

"Yeah, right. Like you're capable." Mom looked at my well-worn little buddy. It appeared to be taking a weeklong nap.

"I'm always capable to be with you, Jenny!" I bragged.

Given a few minutes, no more than thirty, I was positive I could be capable again.

"I know you are Jeremy, that's part of why I love you." Mom leaned towards me and gave me a loving peck on the lips.

"Part? Because I fuck you as much as you want?"

"Is that how you talk to your mother? I'm sure I didn't raise you to have such a foul mouth." Mom struggled to keep a strict look on her face.

"What do you expect from your motherfucking son?"

This made her open her mouth in near shock, but then she broke out laughing again.

"I know that you are a mother ... well, that. But to hear it out loud ..." Mom gave me another peck, slightly longer the second time.

"We need to get up. To get dressed. I'm sure we both need showers. Johnny and Jojo should be home in not too much longer. And Justin will be back from golf."

No matter how many times mom said the word 'golf' it always came out with disdain.

"I'll tell you Jenny, I think dad's playing the wrong round of holes. The best hole is at home. And it's only a par one!" I quipped. Before she could react, I added. "I get a hole in one every time!"

Mom chortled with a snort.

"That's because you have the best club!" She said. "But only one hole? I do have ... three."

"And I love every one! I need to try that back nine ... I mean one, again."

"Yes you do." Mom's angelic face beamed while she implied that she wanted me to fuck her ass again.

I was back in heaven!

"Now get up and go shower before your brother and sister come home to find us in my bed together."

"We could shower together." I said as a question.

"No. No more funny business today." Mom stated and with maternal finality, that was that.

Dad actually got home before the other two. I watched with a wry grin as mom gave my father a welcoming kiss on the cheek. A grin that would have been a frown a couple weeks ago. Before mom had stated she couldn't stay away from me!

As great as that morning had been, I was now in a turmoil.

Moreso after getting a text from Erin stating that she wanted to meet up.

Which I took as a cue for she was horny and wanted sex.

I normally would have been thrilled at that but regardless of my earlier boast, I'm sure my performance would be off with Erin.

Would she notice? Be suspicious? Even question it?

Did I tell her I didn't feel like it today?

That would certainly be suspicious.

I knew I didn't have to rely on my dick to satisfy Erin but it was a 'big' part of my repertoire. And that I prided myself for the ability to go more than once at a time, or even more than twice on most occasions.

If I was going to go on being with both my women, I knew I would probably have this happen frequently. I would just have to learn how to deal with it. And I really needed to try to get to that working out that I kept saying that I need to start!

I texted Erin back telling her that I would be over shortly.

I showered; taking extra time to make sure every bit of mom was washed off me.

As I left, I mentioned I was going over to Erin's and mom gave me a curious glance. I blew her a secret kiss behind dad's back.

I picked Erin up as her parents were home and so we couldn't use her house if in fact what she was thinking was sex.

She greeted me with a quick but passionate kiss.

I was somewhat relieved when Erin told me her plans.

"It's such a beautiful day out, don't you think?" She asked and I had to nod. And not just because I'd gotten to have sex with mom again, it truly was a nice mid-spring day.

"Let's go to the park. We spend too much time cooped up indoors."

Cooped up indoors because we were fucking!

"Sure. That sounds great."

I have to say though, that the sight of Erin in her tight grey stretch shorts that covered her cute little ass and the pale green tank top with her brown bra barely visible beneath made me have second thoughts about sex. I just wanted to grab those pale thighs and wrap them around my head. Or my waist!

We walked through the park, hand in hand like young lovers, listening to the birds chirping, the children playing on the playground, a small group trying to launch a kite, and the other miscellaneous sounds of a spring day. We stopped by the lake and watched some mothers and young kids feeding some ducks swimming about in the water. Erin put her head on my shoulder and sighed dreamily.

"Isn't today the kind of day that just makes you glad to be alive?"

I found it slightly odd that she would make this comment on the exact day that I had gotten to fuck my mother once more.

"Isn't it?" Erin lifted her head and gently punched my bicep to get my attention.

"Oh, yes. It certainly is." I looked into her blue eyes that made the sky jealous.

"I loved having movie night with you and your family." Erin's eyes drifted away to the panorama around us.

"They loved having you too. Especially my brother and sister." I told her.

"Brother and sister?" Erin's eyes returned to me.

"I think Johnny has a thing for you. Unfortunately for him, so does his older brother."

"Johnny?" Erin asked in wonder. "He is pretty cute. Maybe I'll just have to dump you and have him be my boyfriend!"

"I sure hope you are teasing." I put a hand on her waist and a moment later, I wriggled my fingers there.

Erin burst out laughing.

"Stop." She gasped. "No tickling."

I ceased. A minute later.

"I guess he is a bit on the young side. I guess I'm just stuck with you then." Erin said cheerily.

"Stuck with me?" I chided her. "You could probably get any guy you wanted. I'm glad you chose me."

"And you should be." Her voice was playful.

We continued walking in silence for a while as we soaked up the sunshine and the refreshing air.

Erin guided us to the crest of a small hill just off the smoothed dirt walkway. We sat and surveyed the scenery, enjoying being together and being alive. Both our arms crept around the other's back and we snuggled close.

Inevitably, though, we were drawn even closer and we were soon gently kissing which grew deeper as our passion was aroused. I laid Erin back on the green grass and with my head above hers, resumed our oral joining.

My hand crept up to her chest and caressed a hidden breast.

Erin moaned into my lips but didn't stop me.

I didn't think that we do anything while we were so openly exposed. We were off the path but we were visible if anyone should walk by. No one had since we had sat, but that didn't mean that we were safe there. Not that that would stop me from fondling my girlfriend, just that I wouldn't be inclined to take off any clothing. Erin didn't seem to be stopping me and I wondered if she was so inclined also.

I had to force myself to stop before I got to a point that I didn't care if we were seen. I was also at a point where I felt fully capable of anything that we might do. And any number of times that we did.

I rose off her, leaving Erin breathless.

She stared at me.

"Did you want to put on a show for whoever should walk by?" I asked, nearly as breathless.

Erin smiled seductively back at me as if she was contemplating that.

"Come on Erin." I scoffed. I stood slowly then reached a hand down to pull Erin to her feet.

"It really is a beautiful day." I said as my eyes looked all about us. "All the moreso with you in it."

Erin's eyes sparkled at that comment, making the day even better.

We walked some more before we met with some young teens throwing a Frisbee around. At Erin's encouragement, we joined them for a while, carried away with the simple joy of exercise and fresh air. We parted from the youths, now flush with our exertions, and headed back towards my car. We were in no hurry, our hands back together as we walked.

"Have you ever thought about what the rest of your life would be like?" Erin asked, breaking a long moment of silence.

Her question seemed heavy for such a carefree day.

"Not really. Not in any details. You know, finish high school, go to college, get into movie-making, get rich, get married, maybe have some kids, grow old, and die happy. Just like everyone else." I answered, reeling my answer off the top of my head.

"Come on Jeremy, I mean really. You've never tried to picture yourself like when you're ... say, fifty-five. What you'll be doing, what kind of things you'll tell yourself you wished you had done, that sort of thing." Erin stopped walking, her hand pulling me to a stop.

"What? No. Not really. I try not to think too much about the future. You can make all the plans you want, but things happen that you can't foresee and throw all those plans out the proverbial window." I looked hard at my girlfriend. "Like having a cute redhead come up to you one day and tell you that you two are supposed to be together. That wasn't on my agenda for that day."

I kept to myself the example of having your mother's hand land in your lap, on your erect dick, and well ... you know.

"A cute redhead? Cuter than me?" She replied with only a touch of seriousness.

"Okay. I can see your point. But you've never thought about having kids and what they'd be like, or sitting on your porch when your old and watching the sun set with the person with whom you've grown old together?"

"No. Not til now anyway." I took Erin's other hand and turned her to face me. "What's with the thoughts of the future? It's a nice day today. Leave tomorrow for tomorrow to worry about."

"It's just that feeling I have." Her eyes darted around as if afraid to see my disbelief.

"I'm glad that you have that feeling. I may not trust it, but I'm glad that you do. I just don't want you to put too much faith in it and be let down if it doesn't come to happen. Live with what you have now and not what you might have tomorrow." I told her with as much emotion as I hoped I could convey. "I'd rather have you live with hope for tomorrow rather than regret about today."

"I wish I could live so cavalier, I do, but ..." Erin looked distressed. That was my cue to interrupt her.

I put a hand over her soft lips to silence her, then gave her a soft kiss to calm her.

It seemed to work, at least somewhat.

"Mmmm. You always know what to say to me." A gentle smile broke on her pretty lips. "But I think I missed part of that at the end. Tell me again."

I had to repeat myself. And to make sure she understood me, I told her again.

We returned to my car and decided that we were both hungry. For food.

We went to a takeout place, but ate in, taking our time while the other diners hurried about their however meaningful lives.

It was a Saturday evening and the two of us should have had plans and been eager to go out, but for whatever reasons, we mutually decided to call it an early night. As I dropped Erin off, I promised to text her later and that we would have to make plans to do something on the following day. This got me a ribbing.

"Plans for tomorrow? I thought you didn't make plans." Erin mocked me.

"I make plans. I plan on going to bed later. I plan on finishing high school and graduating. I plan on enjoying my summer off." I responded defensively.

"Is that all?" Erin asked leadingly.

"No. I plan on this."

I leaned across the center console of my car and grabbed Erin's shoulders, pulling her closer to me. I kissed her as fiercely and as deeply passionately as I could muster in the cramped quarters.

When I leaned back, Erin's eyes were fluttering open.

"I like those plans." She said with a sigh.

"And I plan on that a lot!" I said firmly.

"Good night Jeremy." Erin leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek as she opened the car door. "Text me later and tell me more of your plans." Her smile told volumes. I especially liked the one titled 'J'.

My parents were surprised to see me home so early. Mom had a knowing smile on her face as if she guessed the reason.

I told them both that Erin and I were just tired and made it an early night. Dad looked at me in disbelief.

"You're eighteen. You should be out with your girl, living it up." He told me.

I related how we spent the afternoon, and that we had 'lived it up' plenty. As an extra excuse, I blamed the thoughts of our impending graduation looming over us. Dad still snorted but let it drop. Mom peered at me as if trying to see beyond my words.

Did she think I came home early because of her?

Not that I might not have, but I hadn't.

I may have jeered at Erin's words, but now after letting them simmer in my head, they troubled me.

What did I want out of my life? What did my future hold? The weight of what would happen with mom and I, or Erin and I was heavy on my mind. I wasn't planning on spending my life with either of them, but right now, I couldn't picture not having them both for the foreseeable future.

I may have been the only teen doing homework on a Saturday night, but I needed to take my mind off those profound thoughts. Math and History helped clear my head. One was fixed and unalterable, the other was over and past.

Texts from Erin also helped.

We did make plans for the next day, nothing like a 'date', but just that we would do something as we spent time together.

Besides, I considered us past the dating stage. We weren't doing that awkward going to dinner and movie, wondering how to dress, what to say, how to act thing. We got together, we hung out, we did things together, we sometimes had sex. That wasn't dating.

There was a street fair going on in the next town over from ours and Erin suggested going. It sounded kind of boring to me, but I would do almost anything to spend time with my copper-tressed girl. The only reason I would have gone before knowing Erin would be to check out the girls, and I didn't need to do that now. I already had two girlfriends! And more than enough troubles to go along with them. Not that I was complaining!

Mom only prepared a normal weekend breakfast for Sunday morning; pancakes, bacon, sausage links, and hash browns. I took ample portions of each and washed it down with a large glass of OJ. I told the table of my plans for the day, but it was really only aimed at my mom. She eyed me warily, which made me wonder. I was going to be with Erin and not trying to get into trouble with her, so why would she give me such a look?

Or was it that we were a thing again so she felt she should get preferential treatment?

Dad and my siblings were going to be around. It wasn't as if we would be able to do anything with them there.

Not that that really had stopped us before.

But we did have to try practicing some caution. We had been too lucky before. We couldn't count on that luck continuing forever.

Having mom back had to have pushed all the odds I had going for me.

I didn't want to risk losing her for a second time.

That was a place I never wanted to go again.

It was about eleven when I went to leave. I made a show of giving mom a familial kiss on the cheek as I did. What no one but mom had noticed was my hand grabbing a cheek down below! Her eyes just widened at my brazenness. I'm sure she was upset that she hadn't thought to fondle me as I went out the door.

I picked Erin up and we drove the few dozen minutes to the neighboring town. Traffic was a bit of trouble with the long stretch of a main street blocked off, and then the added burden of numerous visitors using the remaining open roads. We ended up having to park quite a distance from the event and walking five blocks. It was made easier with Erin's hand in mine, proudly proclaiming that the beautiful redhead was with me. She had worn a pair of shorts as tight as the previous day along with a tattered-looking sweatshirt that was either very old or a bold fashion statement. I just wore what was comfortable, a tee shirt with a popular classic rock band logo and a pair of black cargo shorts.

It was as I expected it to be, four blocks of booths of crafts, art, food and drink, and a variety of performers from poetry reading, folk singers, street magicians, clowns making balloon animals for the kids, and a small bandstand with the local amateur symphony playing in the background of the whole event.

By myself, or even with my friends, the event would have been a bust and a snooze fest. But I will say, that being there with Erin, with her indie-bent and personable charm made the day a wonderful and eye-opening experience.