On the Loveseat Ch. 22

We spent some time playing B-ball and to my credit, I was able to put yesterday's miserable performance behind me and actually played some of my best game. A few of the guys gave the credit to Erin and asked for her number so she could 'improve' their game too! I was sure that it wasn't just because of their game that they wanted to be with Erin. Especially after I implied how much of an animal she could be in bed!

Later, when I related this to Erin she laughed. Then she asked which of my friends had asked about her. I gave her a frown. She joked that she wouldn't mind some more sausage in our get-togethers with Jenny. Or that Jenny wouldn't mind it either! If it wasn't for her large grin that she couldn't hold back, I might have thought she was serious. At least, I hoped she wasn't serious! Erin and Jenny had both told me many times, that I was more than enough for either of them and I hoped also for the both of them together. Yesterday and the time before, the two women had seemed to be more than satisfied with just me. Well, and each other of course!

The guys and I went to a restaurant later and a couple of them hit on the waitress. She was cute and she took their attentions in stride, flirting back and giving out a few innuendos of her own. This only made them raucous. I just sat back quietly and felt that they were being somewhat childish, or teenagers. I felt more adult for having spent time with mom. And that I wasn't always so horny since I was having my needs met by one or another of my girls. I didn't feel any different; I just didn't think that I had to act as they were doing to get a girl.

It was after dinner was over before I got home. Not that that kept me from ravaging the fridge for the ever-present leftovers. I then told mom and dad that I was going upstairs to call Erin of whom I hadn't talked to since that morning. We didn't talk actually that long, only about an hour or so. I was messing about on my computer when Jenny came quietly into my room.

"I know that you haven't had any relief today if you've just been with your friends." My mother said so casually. "I want to repeat what we did last night."

My dick almost sprang up immediately. Especially as mom dropped to her knees.

She started licking the sides, twirling her tongue around my large head, covering my entirety with her slick saliva. She cupped my balls with one hand while she held the base steady for her oral ministrations. I stood over her and stared in awe with the way my mom loved my cock with her tongue and lips.

Just as mom took my head her mouth and began a slow bob past the flared rim of my dick head, my phone rang. It was sitting on my desk just within reach. I glanced back down at mom and she nodded up at me. I mouthed silently that it was Erin. Her eyes lit up.

I picked up the phone and answered it. Mom never slowed with her head bobbing. She started using the hand that had been gripping me to stroke my length as she looked up at me with wide eyes as her mouth encircled my cock. Her other hand had moved from my balls to my thigh to help support herself.

I chatted with Erin and didn't say anything about mom blowing me. I gasped once and had trouble getting a few words out, but Erin didn't say anything about the reason. I don't know why I didn't just tell Erin that mom was sucking me; my girlfriend would probably have gotten excited to hear that! Mom increased her sucking and stroking and I loved it!

I continued to talk to Erin about meaningless things, though she did bring up things that we had done the day before. Mom paused and then she bit my dick!

"Mom!" I shrieked loudly in pain.

Mom gave me a smile around her mouthful of my dick.

This got Erin's attention.

'Your mom is there?' Erin's voice sounded very interested.

"Yeah, she's on her knees sucking my dick." I explained.

'Really! I wish I was there to see that! Is she sucking you good hun?'

"Yes. She's doing a wonderful job. She better hurry though."

This spurred mom to greater effort; her mouth sucking me hard as she moved her head up and down, her hand following her lips as her fingers milked my throbbing shaft.

'You have the hottest, sexiest mom, Jeremy! I still can't believe that you get to fuck her whenever you want. Or whenever she wants. Just thinking of what she's doing to you is getting me so hot! I'm taking off my shorts so I can stick a finger in my soaking pussy! Let me know when you're about to cum! I want to cum with you over the phone!'

"I'm close." I answered, letting them both know I was ready to explode.

Mom sensed this, probably not needing me to tell her. She had sucked me enough times to know when she had taken me too far! Her actions proved this as she prepared me for my eruption.

Then without warning, she pulled her mouth off my cock just as I was cumming, my thick cream shooting in the air and spraying over her face. She closed her eyes just before the first stream landed on her cheek. The hand she'd been stroking me with continued its action as she milked my cum from my balls and dick.

Erin was quiet in my ear. I didn't know if she had realized that I'd cum, or if she was doing the same herself. I stared down at Jenny with her face now covered sexily with my thick cum. Mom's eyes were an emerald inferno.

"Take a picture of me!" She spoke as my strands of cum leaked down her cheeks and forehead.

I stared at her blankly. My mind was still foggy from my release.

"So you can send it to Erin." Mom pointed at my phone next to my head.

Shit!

I couldn't believe mom had suggested that!

"Hold on Erin." I thought I could hear breathing at the other end. I moved my phone so I could see my screen and switched on the camera. I aimed it down at mom's goo covered face and clicked a shot. Then I sent it to Erin.

I heard her phone bing in my ear. A slight pause as Erin probably was opening the file.

'Oh my God! That's so hot!' Erin's voice sounded breathless.

"Yeah, I know, right!"

'I so wish I was there right now to lick all over her face! Tasting your delicious spunk! Sharing it with her as we kiss!'

I almost thought Erin might be on the way to another orgasm, if she had in fact already had one!

"Erin says she wishes she was here to clean you up!" I told mom, trying to relay my girlfriend's excitement with my voice.

"Tell her thank you, but I have got it." Mom ran her fingers over her cheek and sucked them clean.

Jenny rose unsteadily.

"Good night dear. And tell Erin I said good night."

"Thanks mom, I will. And thanks for that!" I would have given her a goodnight kiss if not for the mess on her face.

"Any time dear." She said offhandedly.

Thing was that I knew she really meant it!

'Whose idea was that?' Erin asked breathily. I was fairly sure she was still playing with herself.

"Which? The blowjob? Or the picture?" I could feel my dick's interest in what Erin was doing.

'Either. Both!' Erin sighed.

"Well, mom came up to my room and wanted to suck me like she did last night." I started.

'What? She came to your room last night? Even after yesterday afternoon? She really loves your great cock!'

"You seem to love it too." I suggested.

'Yes, I do! But not as much as Jenny does!' Erin took a long breath. 'So, what did she do last night? Tell me all about it!'

I related how mom had wanted me to finish her from getting her worked up in the shower with Erin and me, and then later when I had teased her with my fingers. Then that she had come to my room to repay me.

'I don't think she was repaying you so much as she just wanted to suck her son's big dick!'

Erin may have been right. I didn't care what the reason was for mom to give me head!

Then I told Erin about the way mom had sucked me, just like a good slut would. That really got to my girlfriend. Her breathing was very rough then.

'And then tonight?' She asked quickly between breaths.

"She just came into my room without notice and said she wanted to repeat last night. We had just started when you called."

'You didn't say anything about Jenny sucking you while we talked." Erin sounded upset at that, even over her hoarse breathing.

"I didn't think it was necessary. I'm sorry. I should have known that you'd want to know about something like that."

'Damn right I do! I am your girlfriend!' Her voice cracked as she spoke. 'If your mom is going to suck that dick while we're on the phone, I want to hear about it!'

"I'm sorry. From now on I will always tell you when mom is doing something with me while we're on the phone. Or texting." I was very specific and was glad that Erin had been so also. She didn't say I had to tell her everything mom and I did, just what we did while talking, or texting, with Erin!

'You better! So what about the picture? Did you cum on her face on purpose just for me?'

"No, at least, I didn't. That was all mom's doing. It surprised me when she did because normally she swallows. She says how much she loves doing that."

'So do I, lover!'

"Yeah, I know. But anyway. When I was done, mom told me to take a picture, of which shocked me. She really doesn't like evidence of what we do to exist, or something that dad might find."

'I can understand that.' She answered quickly.

"But then she told me to send it to you." I said, then continued. "She must really trust you now, to let you have a picture like that. One that wasn't dad's doing."

I shivered at the thought of mom with dad's ... stuff ... on her face. But that she had let me take a picture of her like that, one that dad would know hadn't been with him, and to then let Erin have a copy! Mom must really trust either of us. I mean, I knew she trusted me, probably more than anyone else, but that she also included Erin. I wasn't sure if Erin realized the gravity of that.

That, or mom had just been so aroused at the idea that she had had me do it without realizing the possible consequences.

Both made me more in awe of my beautiful and loving mother, my amazing Jenny!

I heard loud breathing over my phone. Erin hadn't responded since I told her how mom must trust her. Then came a loud cry.

'Aaaaah!'

"Erin?" I asked curiously even though I was sure about the cause.

'Tell Jenny thank you!' Erin's breathing was labored.

"For what now?"

'For two incredible orgasms!' Erin said gleefully as her breath evened.

"Two?" I asked amazed. And disappointed. That I hadn't caused them. Or witnessed them!

'One because of that picture. That will probably be the source of many more! And then listening to you describing her being such a slut for her son's big cock! And that she would trust me that much to let me have something so ... incriminating! That is so hot!'

"I'll let her know." I said. "We should probably hang up now. It sounds like you had 'fun'. I know I did!"

'Yeah, I feel so relaxed now that I can't keep my eyes open much longer!'

"Goodnight Erin. I love you."

'I love you too, Jeremy!'

I had to take care of myself before I could fall asleep. Replaying mom blowing me and then how it had gotten Erin so worked up that she had fingered herself to two orgasms had gotten me so hard. Only after I cleaned myself up did I realize that I should have had Erin send me a picture of herself getting turned on by mom's cum-covered face!

I would have to make sure that I downloaded that shot off my phone and add it to my private file of mom's sexy pictures!

For a few days, mom and I were busy enough that we weren't able to do anything of significance with each other. Sure, we still stole a few kisses when we could, or she'd rub my dick through my pants, or I'd feel up her tits or ass. Once, dad had caught me with my hand on mom's ass but I quickly withdrew it and acted as if I hadn't been squeezing her butt cheek. He only gave an indifferent snort and went back to his recliner. I'm not sure what he thought I had been doing, but it clearly wasn't what I had actually been doing. I sometimes wondered how dad could miss some of the things that mom and I did, and only the fact that he knew we were normally close, but that he could never grasp the concept of us being 'closer' than he could imagine.

Even closer than he and mom!

I didn't go without during those couple of days. Erin seemed to be constantly on fire with desire. I spent a good portion of that time at her house, practically arriving soon after her parents went to work and sneaking out just before they came home. Not that we just had sex that whole time; I loved just lying in her bed where she had grown up holding her and gazing around the room to the accumulation of things that Erin had felt worth keeping over the years of her life. I felt that that was a greater insight into who she was than most of the conversations we'd had. Her words only reflected the current Erin; the mementos instead echoed Erin's whole life. From the spelling trophy she'd gotten in first grade, the pictures of her from when she'd done ballet that cluttered one corner of her dresser mirror, a few posters of young male stars that she probably yearned for in her early adolescence, a horrifying garishly-painted wooden mask that I hoped had been the remnants of an old Halloween costume, and a snow globe from a Florida beach town that had never seen snow that reminded me of my own souvenir from one of dad's recent trips. I would have to remember to show Erin my Marguerite snow globe!

The items in Erin's room were all a part of what made her the young woman that I had fallen in love with so deeply. I was struck with some of her earlier words about how I was only ready to be with her because of all the things that had happened to me over the years. Of how even if we had met when we had first started high school four years ago that we wouldn't have 'connected' the way that we did when we did finally meet. I had discounted her words when she spoke them, but as we grew closer and the things that had happened between us made me start to believe my little sexy minx.

If she hadn't found that sex book of her father's, she may not have had an interest in incestual relations between mothers and sons. If I hadn't had such a gorgeous aunt while I was growing up and discovered masturbation because of her luscious older figure. If I hadn't dated Veronica to teach me how to eat pussy. If dad hadn't lost interest in having sex with his still-beautiful wife as her own interest had waxed. If mom hadn't been leaning on my shoulder that night when I had gotten a stiffy. If we had been watching a different movie so that I hadn't gotten that way in the first place. If I hadn't asked mom to jerk me off again that day in the kitchen. If I had actually gone to Billy's afterwards instead of Aunt Jessica's. If Margie hadn't shown up. If mom hadn't decided to let me fuck her that first time. Or if she had broken up with me and not taken it back.

All those things had led to this point. Any one of them happening differently and who knows how my life would be now.

We were lying in Erin's bed one early afternoon after our second round of sex that day when all this finally clicked with me.

"You were right I guess." I turned to look at those incredible blue eyes that had sucked me in the first day that I had met her.

"Of course I was." She smiled as she returned my stare. "Which time are you talking about?"

"About how everything has led to who we are now. We quite probably wouldn't have become a couple if we had met years ago." I brushed a finger along her cheek. "I wouldn't have thought that possible with how I feel about you right now, but I can see how things have happened that have made us capable of being this much in love. At least I hope you love me as much as I love you."

"Of course I do silly!" Her smile was as the sun to me. "I just hope you'll learn that I'm right in the future."

I knew she was teasing and I gave her a kiss on the cheek I had ran my finger over.

At least, I hoped that she had been teasing!

Things moved closer to our graduation, both the ceremony and the subsequent celebrations afterwards.

I had to make a trip back to school shortly before the rest of the underclasses got out for the summer to pick up my final report card. It was only a slight formality, as I had passed my classes so as to be included in the graduating class, but this would give the particulars of my grades and my final grade point average. Which turned out to be a decent 3.85. If not for that required state history class during my freshman year, it well could have been much higher. It was strange to be back in those halls that I had almost lived in for four years, but now that I was done with high school, they seemed somehow oddly different even though it hadn't been no more than two weeks past.

I had a childhood best friend that had lived down the street that had moved away a couple of years ago. We had grown up together spending almost more time at each other's houses than our own. Though my friend, Ritchie, had moved away, we still stayed in touch, though not to the same degree as when he lived three houses down. One day Ritchie called me unexpectedly and said that he was in town visiting some family after he had also graduated. I was surprised to hear from him and after I explained all this to Erin, she told me to go spend some time with my old friend.

Ritchie and I spent long hours reminiscing about the old days, recounting what we had been up to since last we talked. I left out my adventures with Aunt Jessica or my mother. As open as we had been back in the day, there was no way that I could reveal my secret relationship with Jenny. I had no idea how Ritchie would have responded to that bit of overwhelming news.

As to Aunt Jess, Ritchie had had probably had a bigger crush on my aunt than me. I didn't keep my lust for my mom's curvy sister from my friend as it was understood that neither of us would ever have had a chance to satisfy our desires for the older babe that was my Aunt Jessica. And not that she was my aunt, it was just that she was older and out of our league. Ritchie really had had the hots for Jessica and would spend time outside her house hoping to catch a sight of her in the yard sunbathing, doing yard work, or just catch her in passing dressed in her tight sweaters or the stretchy yoga pants that she liked to wear. On a few of those stakeouts, I had also been a participant, even though I could go visit her anytime with justification. Young boys just discovering their hormones can do some impulsive and maybe even a little creepy things.

It would have one thing to tell him about sleeping with my mom, but to tell him that I had had sex with Aunt Jess, and had even shoved my dick in that scrumptious ass of hers would have literally blown his mind!

So I left those things out of our discussion.

But as far as with Erin, I was completely open, well, I did leave out our times with mom! I did reveal that Erin and I had had sex with another woman, an older woman, but I didn't say any names. It was unneeded as just the fact that I had been with two girls at once was enough to gain me a series of friendly punches in my deltoids. I did tell Ritchie about how I felt for Erin and the unusual way in which we had met. He sounded impressed by my words and the emotions behind them. He was sorry that he hadn't gotten the chance to meet the girl that had seemingly caught my heart. He congratulated me and caught me up on what he was doing.

Ritchie planned on joining the Navy in the fall, as he had always wanted to see the world and had decided to let the government pay for it. I teased him that that wasn't the way that it worked, but I knew that he had a higher degree of duty than me and being in the armed forces had pretty much always been a given for my friend. He also joked that he had to search the world to find a girl that was as fine as my sexy aunt. He made it really hard for me to keep my secrets!