On the Loveseat Ch. 23

We couldn't continue like this for very long either, my arms began to ache even as our actions gave me strength, and a tremble in my left leg made me again worry about us falling. I didn't want to have to explain to dad about how mom had broken her hip doing yoga with me!

"Hold on mom. I need to get off my feet before we break something."

I held her tighter as I slowly lowered us to the floor, first to my knees, and then gently laid her on her back. I stretched out on top of her with her legs around me waving in the air. All with my dick still planted deep in her.

"Go on Jeremy! Really give it to me now! Make mommy cum on your big cock!"

Only a dream for most, but a reality for me, and one that I set about making come true.

"You really like this Jenny? Do you love me fucking you?" I already knew the answers.

"I do! I do!" Jenny wailed.

I stared down into her face as I pivoted on my knees and gave her all she demanded and required. The burning in my balls had me hoping she was close to the edge, or she'd have me cumming first for the second time. Jenny stared just as fiercely back at me as her whole body shook with each of my powerful thrusts.

I sweated profusely, my muscles were aching, but there was no way I was stopping until we both were finished, or my body gave out on me.

"Oh God, oh God! Like that! Oh! Fuck! Ooooooh fuuuuuuuckkk!" Mom screamed out before I clamped my mouth over hers but not just to quiet her. My own dam was also about to give way, especially with watching mom quiver beneath me in bliss that I had brought about in her.

And then I came, filling Jenny's shivering pussy with my plentiful white cream.

When the last dregs from my nuts were released, I slipped from her leggings and rolled over onto the floor breathing heavily.

After a few minutes, Jenny turned her head to look at me.

"Now that it the kind of workout that I like!" I exclaimed weakly in reply to her soft smile.

Her smile grew with my words.

"I can agree with that! Even though I think you did most of the work!"

"I didn't mind it one bit, sexy!" I grinned. "Though I think I may have pulled a hamstring there at the end."

My leg did hurt like hell! But given the chance, I would do the same again. Hell, I would give mom another go right then, even if it meant pulling my other hamstring!

"Oh no!" Mom sat up halfway. "Here, let me rub it for you. Maybe you just need to massage it."

My mother was nearly naked, her lovely leggings still around her ankles, and she was more worried about my pain.

If I haven't said it before, let me now. I love my mom!

She sat up the rest of the way and twisted around, still heedless of her tangled legs, and began to work her palms into the calf of the leg that I had bent. I grimaced as she worked the muscle and tendon from behind my knee down to my heel. Whether I had actually pulled it or not, what she was doing did feel good.

"Is that helping?" Mom asked, her voice full of maternal concern.

"I don't know if it's helping, but it sure does feel good." I responded with a soothing moan.

She ceased her massage with a gentle slap on my calf.

"If it feels good, then it can't be pulled." She gave a glance at my half shriveled weinie. "You need to get dressed. Just in case your brother and sister do have an emergency and barge in here."

I'm sure her glance at my dick was a debate about how long it would take to get me hard again and have a round two. I also noticed that she only made a comment about my nudity and not her own!

"Thanks for the workout, coach!" I teased mom as I stood, testing my weight on my sore leg. It held up, but was still sore. Not pulled then. "I think I might really like this yoga thing!"

I put out my hand to help mom stand. She pulled her panties and leggings up to her thighs before she accepted my hand.

"We can't go doing this every time young man! I hardly got any stretching done."

"But I did stretch out your ..." I nodded to her crotch. "You know ... really good."

"Yes, I guess you did. But that isn't going to help my own calves tomorrow." Mom ignored my unspoken reference to her vagina/pussy/hoo-hah.

"We'll just have to have another session tomorrow then." I declared happily. I flexed my sore leg warily. Maybe that wouldn't be a good idea.

"No, we won't. Not another like this anyway." She then gave a smile that warmed me. "Not that I didn't love it, I did. But I would love if you joined me for my workout sessions."

Her palm graced my cheek for a second before she looked around for her missing top and sports bra. She picked them up and gave them a look before just pulling the top over her head.

"I need a shower now. And so do you." Mom wrinkled her nose as she leaned her head towards me. Then she added, "Separately!"

I may love her, but sometimes she could be such a spoilsport!

We may not have had sex the next time, but I did join her for her next workout and many more for a long time afterwards. I didn't join her every time, but enough that it became a regular thing for us. There were a few instances where we got out of control, but they were a rarity, much to my continued regret. I did come to love that time that I spent with my Jenny, not as my mom and not as my sex partner, but merely as a workout companion and a friend. We came to use that time to chat with each other about things that were going on in either of our lives. That was very nice for me, as I did love Jenny as more than lover or mother. Our time spent doing yoga only proved that. This did have one disadvantage though. Mom began to confide in me more about her issues with dad, good or bad. One of these being, her sex life with my father. I didn't necessarily want to hear about what they did when they did 'it', or how well or poorly dad was with whatever it was they did. I had to accept that mom saw me as more than son and lover, and that being her friend sometimes had a downside, no matter how minor, but also disturbing.

Erin's mood returned to normal and I was thus able to spend my usual vast amounts of time with her. Little was said about the disagreements that we had had, and I absolutely said nothing about her hormones! It was also the only time that we had ever gotten so close to a real fight. I learned her monthly schedule and to tread lightly at that time. There was never another issue though, so I did just chalk it up to graduation and everything else that Erin had had going on in her life at that point.

Mom did talk to dad about her idea of her and him taking Erin and me out for a private graduation celebration. I heard them having a somewhat loud discussion downstairs while I was in my room but with my bedroom door open. I couldn't hear the actual conversation, but I did hear a few words. Such as graduation, family, Erin, and even golf was mentioned. It wasn't a fight, there were no harsh words that I could hear, but it was clear that mom hadn't been happy with whatever it was that my dad had said. It was a few days before she spoke to me about it, as I was too cautious to ask her myself.

It was as expected.

As proud as dad had been of me, and he did admit that he had liked the idea, and also it did seem that he truly liked Erin. Still, he did decide not to join us. Mom said his chief complaint was that he had to get up early for work and didn't want to compromise his job for a night of partying if we had it on a work night. Friday was movie night, not that that was ever set in stone and was more of an excuse than a legitimate reason for not going. It was probably more likely that going out on Friday would interfere with his golf on Saturday morning! Saturday night he would be too tired from rising extra early that morning (hence his usually falling asleep early Friday nights!). And Sunday was again a work night.

I could see dad's reasoning, and I could understand it, but it wasn't like this was a regular occurrence. I was only graduating from high school once. His job did provide a lot of the comforts that I had enjoyed while growing up, so that I couldn't complain about that aspect of his declaration. I had already suspected what his decision would be, so that softened the actual response. I mean, it did hurt somewhat. He was my father and I did love him. I knew he loved me too, but he sometimes made it difficult.

Only the fact that it would then be mom, Erin, and myself helped. Even if nothing did happen between us. But I figured the odds were then stronger in my favor. And if I knew my two girls, in their favor also!

The other bonus with dad's bowing out was that he had declared that since he wasn't going that he would pay for the evening. I know that sounds odd, what with dad paying for everything in the house anyway, but that mom wouldn't have to use the portion of their money that she used for the household expenses, or her own share that she was able to set aside for herself. I discovered that even though dad was the only one with income; that mom would pay all the bills, set aside some for savings, our three college funds, some emergency reserves, and then she and dad had their own shares of the rest to spend as they wanted. Our evening was thus coming completely out of dad's money. It was a fine point, but it was a nice concession for dad to make for not joining us.

I wasn't going to point out to anyone, and most especially not to mom, which that if anything should happen during the night, that it would be in essence that dad was paying for me to have sex with his wife! Well, and Erin too, but that wasn't ironic!

If mom was told, or if she reasoned it out herself, she might well decide that nothing would happen just for spite.

Nah! Mom wouldn't be able to resist Erin and me!

I suggested to mom that we should go to Rinaldo's again. Especially with dad paying for it. She really liked the place, so she loved my idea. I had to wonder if that same waitress still worked there. The one that I had never gotten around to calling. What was her name?

I let Erin know about my dad not coming with us, of which didn't faze her as I didn't expect that it would. She only told me to let her know when and where. I told her that I had suggested Rinaldo's and Erin squealed with delight, telling me that she loved the fancy restaurant. Now that I had made sure Erin could make it, I told her that mom would make the reservations and I would pass on the details to her. Erin jumped up into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, my hands cupping her jean-clad ass, purely for support! She gave me a short but passionate kiss.

"This night will be soo great!" Erin declared and kissed me again.

I had to agree with her, but I wasn't positive that the three of us would be able to hook up like Erin was thinking. It wasn't like we had somewhere we could go to have sex. Dad would be home; Erin's parents would be home. And although it might sound like a great idea, I was sure we couldn't just show up at Aunt Jess's house either! I still didn't know exactly what my aunt knew.

Besides, the planned celebration was supposed to be just that, a celebration. Not a sexcapade. Dinner, maybe some kind of after dinner activity, chatting, and quality time spent with the three of us. Not as co-lovers, but as a mother taking out her son and his girlfriend. At least that was the impression I had gotten from mom about what she had wanted for the evening.

Even if her libido might have had other plans!

It was worked out that it would be on Thursday evening at seven p.m. that mom would take Erin and I out for dinner at Rinaldo's. We didn't plan anything more than that, even though I'm sure all three of us had plenty of ideas that we hoped would occur! At least I know that I did!

I was antsy during the next few days in the interim. I really didn't know what the night would involve, but no matter what might happen, I would be out on the town with my two beautiful girls, so I really didn't care.

I had to take my suit to the cleaners, especially more so when mom informed me that she had gone out and bought a new dress especially for the event. This piqued my interest, but no matter how much I bugged her to let me see the outfit, mom kept it a secret. Was it something really sexy? Dad would probably see it before we left the house, so it couldn't be too revealing. Erin also announced to me that she had an outfit, one that wasn't new, but that I hadn't seen before that she would wear. I wondered if I should splurge and go shopping for a new suit if I was going to be outdone in the wardrobe department. Nah, no one would be looking at me anyway. Not with Jenny and Erin on my arms!

On that Thursday morning I was surprised to be awoken by mom, once again slowly licking all over my very hard dick!

I had to question her on this unexpected, but thoroughly enjoyed, blowjob. Not that getting a morning blowjob was unexpected from my mother, but that I hadn't had one since before I had gotten out of school. And with my brother and sister running around the house most mornings before I arose.

"Mom! What are you doing?" I exclaimed as I blinked my eyes.

"I'm doing the laundry, what's it look like I'm doing." Mom gazed at me with those incredible green eyes over the tip of my wet dick. Her tone was slightly harsh, but either from my stupid question or that I had interrupted her oral worship of my marble-like flesh.

"I'm sorry. Carry on. When you're done there, I'll have another load you can put in your washer!" I quipped as she took the end in her mouth.

Her eyes burned back at me, but not entirely with disgust at my joke.

"If I was going to do another load, it wouldn't be my washer that it would be put in!" She said around the head of my cock.

Wow mom!

I laid my head back deep in my pillow as mom continued to lick my dick, bobbed her head up and down my shaft, and even gave my balls a nice tongue bath! I quickly built up a need to explode as my loving mother teased my rod.

"That's so great mom! Every son should be awoken as good as me!" I cheered her on. "I'm really going to give you a huge load!"

Mom pulled off my head with a pop of her lips. The look she then gave me was devilish, but I didn't know the intent until she spoke.

"Nope. I'm done." Then she sat up. Her words were betrayed by her longing glance at my still stiff dick.

"What! What do you mean you're done? No, you're not!" I protested stunned.

"Yes, I am." Her eyes rose to meet mine with defiance. "I want you primed for tonight!"

"What?" My brain was unable to comprehend mom not finishing and its gears weren't turning.

"I thought you said it would just be dinner ... and whatever after, but there wasn't going to be anything else." I glanced down at my dick as it waggled seeking attention.

"I'm not planning on anything else. But with the three of us together, do you really think that nothing will happen?" Mom rose from my bed and wrapped her robe closed around her figure. "Seriously?"

"Well ... no. I was really hoping, but I didn't know how." I sat up with my arms propping me upright. "We can't come home; dad will be here with Johnny and Jojo. Aunt Jessica's?"

I really didn't think that was an option, but what the hell! Even if it did reveal our secret about my aunt to Erin. I would probably have to tell my girlfriend about my time spent with my initial fantasy woman. Eventually.

"No." Mom said firmly. "We aren't going to Jess's." There was something more in her tone, but she said nothing to explain.

"You just going to take Erin and me in the restaurant's parking lot then?" I didn't think that was an option either, but I had long since learned that I never knew what Jenny would do. Much like this morning!

"No, no." She pulled her eyes off my body, specifically my crotch and my slowly wilting dick.

"Are you sure you don't want to finish this load? You always complain you can't keep up with the laundry!" I asked just before I pulled my underwear and sleeping shorts back up, hiding her desired treasure.

"Yes, I'm sure." Her face wasn't as sure as her words though. "Erin has orders that your dick is off limits, so don't think you can go running off to her to relieve yourself either!"

"Mom!" I protested louder than before.

"You want to tease me all day long, I can do the same to you mister!" And with that she turned, lifted her robe and nightgown, and gave me a view of her bare cheeks and a glimpse of her pussy lips hidden beneath her toned smooth ass! She shook her butt at me as she took two steps across my room before letting her garments fall as she exited through the door.

"Mom!" I yelled at her again as she disappeared down the hallway. I heard her giggle as she descended the stairs.

I could have just finished myself, but that wasn't even close to as satisfying. I would have to just get through the day with a dick now ready to spring up at a moment's notice. Which, I'm sure was the point of mom's actions!

I did have to make an effort to test mom's words, and sure enough, Erin rejected my advances, suggestions, and almost all-out mauling of her later that morning after I made my way to her house. She also kept secret her wardrobe choice for the evening. Having two beautiful, lusty women might be great, but it also meant that I had two conniving conspirators to foil my sexual urges when they chose to do so!

Erin and I hung out most of the early afternoon, doing nothing really, just being together. Nothing more was said about that night, save for Erin telling me that her parents had told her how nice it was for Jenny to be doing this and that they might have to make a similar offer. I somehow didn't think that Terrence and Charise's offer would be anywhere close to similar to what could happen that evening with Erin, mom, and I. Even if the images of Erin's mom in her sexy dress and those fantastic legs still wandered in the depths of my head!

Erin left me as she had a hair appointment with mom at two thirty. I checked my phone and found a text from mom asking me to be home so I could watch my brother and sister while she and my girlfriend went to the hair salon. Mom hadn't said anything to me that morning about me babysitting, but then she had gotten sidetracked with my dick in her mouth!

I tried to engage myself with my brother and sister to pass the intervening time. I was accused of letting Jojo win at a board game when I couldn't focus and made a few blunder moves that allowed my sister to triumph. Not that I hadn't ever let my sister win at a game, or my brother either for that matter, but never so obviously that they detected it. Johnny complained long after the game was over about how I favored our sister because she was the youngest. No matter how much I denied it, he continued with his objections. I put on a movie, which would require no concentration since I was incapable of that effort. My siblings took advantage of my distraction with a popcorn fight that left the living room a mess. I left them to the movie and cleaned up the kernels myself.

I also had to fight a dick that wanted nothing more than to stand up and salute. I absolutely didn't want to have to explain to my eight-year-old sister why my 'thing' was suddenly so big!

Mom returned in a flurry, her hands carrying a few small white bags and a floral scarf tied around her hair. To preserve whatever she had had done, I imagined.

"Mommy, mommy! I beat my brothers at the game!" Jojo exclaimed as she rushed our mother.

I interceded myself and blocked my sister from tackling mom.

"Don't mess up mom's hair Jojo. I'm sure she spent a lot of money on it." I said.

"I want to see your pretty hair mommy!" Jojo said as she tried to evade around my interposing figure.