On the Loveseat Ch. 21

"It really was amazing, so much better than I could have ever imagined!" Erin almost glowed with exuberance.

"You've really dreamed about this?" Jenny pressed her.

"For a long time." Erin looked at Jeremy for a long moment before returning her sparkling eyes to Jenny.

"I guess after that, I can admit why.

"When I was twelve, I think it was, I found a book under my parent's bed. On my father's side. I was just starting puberty, my period, my boobs starting to grow." She looked again at Jeremy as if telling a male about the onset of her womanhood was a great secret.

"I loved to read, I think I read every book my parents had on our living room bookshelves. So, when I found this book of my father's, I took it to my room to read. I didn't know what it was at the time. It had lurid drawings on the cover and it was filled with words I had only heard in whispers on the school playground. You know, like pussy, and dick, tits, cock, and ... fuck." Erin paused as if she was once again twelve and was saying each of these words for the first time.

"It was filled with a number of different stories and while reading them I got sensations down there. Sensations that I didn't understand at first." Erin glanced down at her crotch as if it wasn't understood what she meant. "The stories were sexual fantasies of a wide assortment. I read them all avidly, many times, but I found that certain stories gave me stronger sensations than some of the others.

"The one that affected the strongest was one of a mother seducing her son and they eventually had sex together. It was all so fantastic and unreal. I never dreamed things like those stories ever happened in real life. I realized that they were only stories, like the ones I had read in school, only these were written specifically to give people those sensations."

Jenny listened raptly as Erin told her tale. She saw Jeremy seemed to be hanging on every word.

"I don't know if my dad ever missed that book; I read and reread those stories dozens of times. I did return it eventually as I had practically memorized the stories that I liked the most." She paused. "I also learned about ... masturbation soon after, and started to spend a lot of time alone in my room or the bathroom."

Erin looked at them both guiltily as she confessed this secret. Then she topped it.

"I even showed some girls at school how in the bathroom at lunch one day." Erin's eyes fell to the floor.

Jenny thought Jeremy's jaw was going to hit the floor. She was quite surprised too.

"But I never expected to really meet an actual mother and son that were having sex together. Not without going into the backwoods of some states where such things are said to be common.

"Then one day I go to my boyfriend's house and I see you two having sex ... on this couch!" She patted the cushion beneath her for emphasis. Erin's eyes darted from Jeremy to Jenny.

"I was so turned on; I was nearly cumming before I got home! You don't know how many times I've rubbed my clit and cum because of you two! Jeremy can tell you how hot it has made our sex since I got him to admit to it!" Erin looked to Jeremy for confirmation.

Jeremy nodded, but was unable to say anything.

Jenny knew her son only too well. She also noticed that he had a lump at his crotch that spoke of the effects of Erin's story on him.

"I can't believe that a young girl would get so turned on by something that is supposed to be so wrong." Jenny implied the twelve-year-old Erin and not the one that had seen her and Jeremy fucking on their couch.

"That could be part of the excitement. As with anyone that reads those stories, I suspect that it is forbidden is what makes it so thrilling. That you want what you know you can't, or shouldn't, have.

"There were other stories in the book that were equally taboo that didn't seem to affect me in the same way. There was a father and daughter story that actually did nothing for me, I mean, it was hot and sexy, but not in the way that I would want it myself. Even though my dad is quite handsome."

Erin again looked at them both in turns.

"I did read that story and I wondered if it was just the story that got me hot; just the concept of a mother having sex with her son, or if it would be the same if I actually saw it. Clearly, it didn't matter."

Now finished, Erin's eyes kept going between them both, studying them each for their reactions.

Jenny was slightly shaken now that her libido had cooled. That that had happened without her intending for anything to occur just yet, if at all. She had gotten so turned on and unable to restrain herself even with Erin's presence. And that she so willingly allowed herself to get involved with the young girl. She couldn't argue with Erin's feelings about their incestual relationship because they matched her own, although she had never fantasized about being with Jeremy until long after they were already having sex. Jenny could see the allure that others might have about her illicit affair with Jeremy; having a hot young stud that happened to be the son she loved so much already.

Jeremy brought up the pair's graduation that was coming up very soon. Too soon for Jenny's liking. She had so many plans still to make. The three fell to talking about the graduation, things they each wanted to do over the summer, and what Jeremy and Erin planned on doing in the fall in regards to college. It may have been their excuse for their privacy, but the threesome did actually discuss what they claimed they would.

They talked for another hour, chatting easily with no lingering tension about what they had done with each other. Jenny found Erin's eyes on her frequently and her own eyes drifted over Erin's youthful figure a few times. Jenny noticed Jeremy watching them both avidly as if he expected them once again to jump on each other. Jenny found that idea enticing but knew, as her son did, that it wouldn't happen. Jeremy may have been the catalyst for this event, but now it kind of seemed he was barely there. Jenny felt bad about that, but she kept glancing at Erin instead of her handsome son. She didn't ignore him, and neither did his girlfriend just that the conversation seemed to focus more on Erin than anyone else present.

Erin checked her phone and told Jenny and Jeremy that she needed to get home. She stood and took Jenny's hands into her own.

"I do truly want to thank you both for making my fantasy come true! It was just so ... so ..." Erin was unable to say what she felt. Jenny felt the same.

"Your fantasy? I thought it was mine!" Jeremy said petulantly, as if his girlfriend had stolen his afternoon.

"Whosever it was, it was very nice." Jenny said diplomatically. She rose to join the other two.

"I hope we can do this again." Erin said more as a question.

"Oh so do I!" Jeremy exclaimed with his arm around Erin's back. Jenny found her eyes focused on that arm.

Jenny had enjoyed herself, probably more than she thought she would, and more than she wanted to admit. Things would be very different between each of them as none of them could forget what had happened that day, even if it wasn't ever repeated. She was reticent about doing anything more together with the couple as things were already complicated enough just having to share Jeremy between her and Erin. And things with her and Justin. But with everything she had done, with Jeremy, with her sister, and now with Erin, she wasn't the one to say what was right or wrong or what any one of them should be doing at this point.

"Yes, maybe we can do that." Jenny agreed in a demure tone, which belied the implication.

Soon, she said to herself, her eyes taking in both male and female.

Erin was then kissing Jeremy good-bye. It was a long passionate kiss, as appropriate for the young lovers. Jenny felt awkward watching her son kiss his girlfriend, her jealousy creeping up on her, but also discomfited at watching the couple making out in front of her.

When they finished, Erin stepped to Jenny and kissed her just as deeply and hungrily as she had with her son. Jenny felt her own passion rise and gave the girl back what she received. The redhead didn't let go of her until the older woman was nearly breathless. Jenny felt self-conscious as Erin kissed her while her son and Erin's boyfriend was watching them. The kiss was intense enough though that Jenny just let him watch his mother and girl swap spit.

Then the fiery haired girl was gone.

Jenny had to wonder how she was going to get home, but put it out of her mind.

After the door closed, she found Jeremy staring at her intently as they returned to the living room. There was something about his gaze that bothered her.

"What?" She demanded louder than she should have. She returned his stare like a hawk.

"You continue to amaze me mom." He said with a sneaky grin.

"Why?" Jenny asked now curious. She was about to sit, but remained standing.

"I knew you'd enjoy it if you'd just let yourself, but you really got into it!" His voice was filled with his excitement.

Jenny was almost put off with his smugness.

"She's a very sexy girl." She said plainly. "I see now what you see in her."

Jenny did sit then. On the couch where Erin had sat. It was still warm.

"How about what I see in you?" Jeremy asked, his tone now more serious.

Jenny was curious to his answer.

"What do you see?" She asked looking up at him towering over her. She was also aware of where her face was in relation to his body.

"That you're just as sexy and hot as Erin. If not more so!" The seriousness was gone, replaced with an intensity.

"There's no way that I'm sexier than her." Jenny countered. However, he might feel about her, he couldn't be that blind.

"Yes mom. You are. To me." He stared down at her fiercely.

Whatever the truth, Jenny did like to hear her lover and son tell her that she was sexy.

"Don't tell Erin that. I like that cock of yours to stay attached to the rest of you." Her eyes did drop to his crotch for a moment.

"I think Erin might agree with me. Did you notice whom she went after first? It wasn't me!" Jeremy stated enthusiastically.

Jenny couldn't answer immediately. He was right in that regard.

"It's just because she's been with you before, many times." She felt a twinge as she said that. "I was just someone new."

"No mom, she found you sexy." His voice lowered but was just as forceful. He paused a moment, then continued. "Didn't you also notice that she never had me fuck her? Only you?"

Jenny had noticed.

"That was only because of her fantasy. She wanted to watch a son screw his mother." Jenny felt a moral tickle to put it as she had.

"A son with a sexy mother." Jeremy said as if correcting her. He sat beside her putting his hand on her bare knee.

"Whatever." Jenny could no longer argue with him. He was making a good point. She didn't agree, but her opinion wasn't the question. It was Erin's.

Jeremy leaned closer and kissed her deeply. Jenny couldn't resist and returned the kiss just as passionately.

A few minutes later, they separated. Jenny stared into his eyes and felt her heart ache.

"I love you Jeremy. I just love you so much." She kissed him again, but only lasting a few seconds. "I love you so much that I am willing to share you with Erin, my sister ... even Margie! I just don't want to lose you to someone else."

Jenny didn't know where all this emotion was now coming from. He had more than proved his feelings that afternoon. But Erin's presence there, and seeing how he clearly felt for the cute girl, a girl his own age, stung Jenny.

"You'll never lose me Jenny! I love you too!" Jeremy held his face before hers and looked deep into her eyes as if he could make her see his feelings for her. "And now with Erin, you can share me. But I can share you with her too!"

Jenny saw his face glow with his joy. The dark wave passed and was replaced by her astonishment.

"I can't believe I did all that with her! With your girlfriend! Or that I loved it so much!" Jenny gasped in confession.

"Mom. I'll be cumming for the next ten years just from the sight of you two together like you were." A wicked leer came over his face.

"Jeremy!" She scolded him. "You shouldn't say things like that to your mother!"

"Can I say them to my hot, sexy mom?" He teased. "My hot, sexy, pussy loving mom!"

Jeremy's grin filled his face.

"Jeremy!" She scolded him once more, but when he moved forward to kiss her again, she allowed him free reign with her lips.

Many, many minutes later as they breathed deeply, Jenny said that she would be up to thank him later that night. She almost giggled when she saw his eyes go wide from her words.

Not much later, Justin returned with her two younger children and Jenny listened to them each relate their afternoon to her. No matter how much she loved her eldest son, or on what level they shared that love, Jenny did love the other two just as much, if much more innocently.

She saw Justin give her an eyebrow shrug as if silently asking how the discussion went with Jeremy. At first, Jenny pretended she didn't see, but he repeated it with an additional intense stare. She just mouthed 'later' in reply. He accepted that and buried his face in his tablet. Jenny was actually surprised that he hadn't turned on the TV.

Later, after she had tucked her daughter into bed, she went to Jeremy's bedroom door and paused before it. She knew that something would happen if she entered that room. As it usually did. She had told him that she would come up, but she didn't think he would be upset if she had failed to appear. He might not be, but her rampant lust for him would make her upset if she didn't do something about it.

Jenny softly knocked, not wanting Justin to hear and knowing that Jeremy was always quick to acknowledge her presence. She turned the knob and felt that motherly fear of finding him doing things a mother shouldn't see. Things that as his lover, she longed to see!

"Mom." Jeremy said as she entered his room and shut the door behind her.

"I said I'd be up." Jenny said shyly. She didn't know why. That afternoon was proof that she was way beyond being uncomfortable around her son. It was just that he made her feel like she was eighteen again and she was sneaking out on her parents instead of a husband.

Speaking of which.

"What's dad doing?" Jeremy asked nervously.

"He's watching some game on his tablet. He has on his headphones so he can hear it at the 'proper volume'." Jenny had forbid him turning on the TV at that hour at the volume that he would have it, as Jojo and Johnny were in bed and had school in the morning.

"Oh. So he won't hear us?" His question implied much.

"No, he won't hear anything but that game. Also, he won't notice how long I'm gone either." Jenny said. Justin may be making a greater effort, but he still had some work to do. That she was using her husband's inattentiveness to her own gain added to the guilt she felt, but also to the thrill of what she was doing.

Jeremy was up from his chair, his computer monitor frozen as whatever he'd been doing was paused, and he was on her in a second.

"Mom." He repeated. Then added, "Jenny."

Then he was kissing her and she melted into his arms.

She was just as hot for him then as she had been earlier that day, as she was every time with Jeremy.

They shuffled towards his bed as they ran their hands over each other's bodies and their lips found new ways to meet and merge.

Jeremy's hands pushed off her robe that she'd been wearing, revealing the short lacy white teddy she had on underneath. His lips left her long enough to voice his approval.

"Damn Jenny, like I said today, you are so hot!" Jeremy exclaimed lustfully.

Dressed as she was, specifically for her son, and sneaking up to his room to do whatever it was that they were about to do, did make her feel sexy. That, and his reaction to her wardrobe and to her presence only increased that feeling.

His hands were on her back rubbing every inch of her. Her own hands were pulling up his tee shirt, feeling the muscles that were beneath the cotton fabric. Jenny felt the bed at her knees and then they were falling onto it, still connected at their lips. Jenny felt the hard shaft of her son's dick press against her lower belly and her pussy began to leak at its proximity.

"I want to sixty-nine Jenny. I want to taste you while you suck me." Jeremy declared.

It was the position that Jenny craved then also. She missed that she hadn't had him lick her earlier, although Erin did a very good job in his stead.

"Oh, yes please!" Jenny answered happily.

Jeremy whisked his shorts and boxers off in one seeming motion. Jenny's eyes were pulled to the flagpole of flesh that was her son's hard dick. He must have noticed her attention and he waggled it for her. Jenny held back the smile this caused not wanting to encourage his teasing.

He laid on his back still staring at her beside him.

"Come sit on my face mom. Suck my dick Jenny!" Jeremy demanded.

The way he used name and title had to be intentional, declaring her his mother and his lover. Jenny actually found it erotic, as she was exactly both of those.

Jenny rose up on all fours and moved into the required position, taking his rampant cock in hand, as she planted her pussy on his mouth. Jeremy's tongue dove into her opening with a suddenness that had her gripping that cock tightly. Too tightly!

"Easy mom! Suck it, don't rip it off!" He gasped before his tongue was tickling her labia again.

As much as Jenny did want to suck his cock, his magical tongue made it hard to focus on anything beyond the way he was making her feel.

She did force herself to lower her face down to Jeremy's crotch and the musky odor there. She had to wonder if there was something in that smell that made her so addicted to sucking her son's cock. That, and his wonderful size. Or his delicious cum that would spray forth from her efforts. Whatever the cause of her desire, she succumbed to it, and took that velvety head within her lips and ran her tongue over it as if repeating what he was doing to her equally hard clit. She felt it pulse with his heartbeat, felt it throb with his need.

Even as satisfied as she had been after that afternoon's encounter, Jenny felt just as horny and needy as if it hadn't occurred. Or more so that it had. That she had given in to her secret fantasy of her son and his girlfriend, a fantasy now a reality. Jenny remembered sucking this very same cock with Erin just hours ago, sharing her young lover with his lover.

Knowing she didn't have time to thoroughly lavish Jeremy's dick with her teasing tongue, Jenny let her spit coat his cock so that she could stroke him with a firm twisting grasp as she jerked her lips up and down his veined rigidness. Being able to perform these actions allowed her to keep her attention diverted from the exquisite delights that his lips and tongue were giving her, if at least partially.

Jenny knew she was succeeding when she felt Jeremy's tongue falter in its attack on her sensitive little bud. She smiled inwardly and gave extra effort to her sucking and stroking. Jeremy moaned loudly beneath her. The vibrations of his appreciation thus passed on to her, making her moan out in return.

Both of them, mother and son, worshipped orally at the others' stiff expression of their lust, urging their partner onward to blissful release before they themselves could no longer hold off their own orgasm.

Jenny lost in that race that wasn't a race with a reward for both the winner and the loser. As she always did with Jeremy, his ability to make her cum before he himself did was just another of the hundreds of things that made her love him.