On the Loveseat Ch. 25

I retrieved our bags after putting away my treasure. The two women patted at their heads as if any stray hairs would give evidence of their sexual deviance. They then brushed at their clothing and wiped at their knees before giving me easy smiles.

"You know Jenny, your hair would look so much nicer if it was long." Erin stated as mom brushed her brown locks.

"I've always thought that too, mom. Why do you have it short?" I added as I gazed at her.

"Justin prefers it that way as well." Mom answered.

I didn't care for agreeing with dad with the way mom looked!

"I just haven't had time to care for long hair with three kids and a house to take care of." She explained.

"You should have it long; it would fit your face so much better!" Erin said bubbly.

"I guess I'm growing my hair out now!" Jenny declared as she stared in wonderment at the two teens.

I led them back to the river and the paved walk beside it. I had a couple bags in each hand but mom came up on one side of me and put her arm around my lower back and Erin came around on the other side to wrap me in one of her arms. I could only wish for more hands to put around my two amazing loves.

We didn't follow the direct route to the other end of the Riverwalk, but meandered through the greenery. It was a beautiful day and none of us ever wanted it to end. The warm sunshine or the company that we were with.

After almost an hour we were heading back to continue our shopping spree. I could see from Erin's impish look and her antsy attitude that she wasn't done with our 'side adventures'. Jenny noted this also and gave me a sultry gaze that spoke of her own unfinished needs.

I shrugged my shoulders. I wouldn't be the one to deny either of them their sexual delights. Especially as I got my fill of those delights as well!

Erin all but bounced slightly ahead of mom and I. When she was satisfied with the lack of other people nearby, she gave us both a gleaming grin and headed off towards a different alcove than before. Jenny and I followed nearly as anxiously.

This location was partially in a small hillside and had half of a concrete overhang, like a bandshell if designed by Picasso or maybe even Frank Lloyd Wright. There was no graffiti here but there were a few empty beer cans in one corner. I wondered what Erin had in mind. Our mutual handjobs, or blowjob in my case, wouldn't satisfy us a second time and anything more was risky.

But then again, Jenny and I were the masters at taking risks!

As me and my mom caught up with Erin, I saw in Jenny's face a need that I wanted to fill.

But Erin was still ahead of us, just now in a different fashion.

She turned and lifted her skirt to reveal her beautiful rear.

"Jenny. Put Jeremy's big, hard dick in me please!" She pleaded urgently.

I had to choke back a chortle at my lover's request of my mother. Then Jenny replied which brought on a chuckle that I couldn't contain.

"I'm his mother, I should get to go first. Or at least equal treatment." Mom stated flatly as she bent over to undo my shorts and pull out my rapidly growing penis. A few soft sucks and strokes, and I was as hard as steel.

Jenny placed my already leaking head at Erin's entrance. I pushed forward and sank into my girlfriend's wet pussy. Erin groaned out in ecstasy and grabbed her knees for support. I let out a long breath at the exquisiteness of the clenching pussy around my cock. I put my hands on Erin's slim waist and started a slow rhythm as I relished her tightness.

I had only gotten a few dozen strokes in when I then saw that Jenny had leaned over with lifted skirt and bared her beautiful ass.

How could I refuse such an inviting invitation?

I couldn't and didn't.

I pulled out of Erin, to her dismay, and shuffled to Jenny with her hands holding her curved cheeks wide for me, which allowed me to slip easily into her pink charms.

"Hey!" Erin cried out but then she giggled when she realized what I had done.

"Yeah, fuck us both honey! Shove that dick in both your hot girlfriends!" She said loudly. I hoped the little hillock blocked her voice from carrying too far.

"Please dear, give mommy a good fucking!" Jenny gasped as I stuck my dick half deep in her slick slit.

"Give Jenny a good dicking, Jeremy! Then get back over here and do me some more!"

I spent a few minutes with mom, caring loving minutes as I pounded my steel flesh into her spasming crevice.

"Oh God! It feeellls sooo gooood baby! Keep going, don't stop!" Jenny wailed at me.

I, of course, took that as my cue to switch back to Erin.

"No!" Mom protested as I resumed banging my babe.

"Ooo! Yes! Sorry, Jenny. I do love your son's big cock in me! He fills me soooo damnnn gooood!" Erin moaned with pleasure.

I kept my tempo similar to that I had started with, but after a few minutes I began to slowly increase it.

"Oh, yes! Faster! Give me that damn dick!" Erin grunted between deep breaths and deep strokes.

"Give it to her, honey! Shove it deep in Erin's pretty little pussy!" Mom told me, now more into the sharing. Also, that she had a hand buried between her thighs with her fingers rubbing herself as she awaited my return.

When I felt that Erin had had a decent amount of time, I then went back to Jenny.

"No, dammit, no! Screw your mom!" Erin said defiantly.

I knew it was a protest and that she was cursing Jenny, not telling me to do as she said. Not at first!

"No, go ahead and screw your mom! Your beautiful, hot, sexy mom! Screw her brains out!" Erin then exclaimed happily.

As much as I had screwed mom, she wouldn't have had any brains left, but I knew that wasn't the case. Jenny was a very smart woman. And wise.

"Fuck me, baby! Give mommy that big cock!" Mom sagely stated.

See, very, very wise.

Going back and forth between them allowed me to break up my own growing enthusiasm. Each of them might have been complaining as I went from one to the other, but that I was giving it to their female lover only added to their own thrill. Between each iteration my two lovers would cool briefly, but upon my renewal, I would leave them more heightened than before. This process of two steps forward, one step back, lengthened our session somewhat before the three of us were brought to edge of our ecstatic limits.

Erin was going crazy every time I pumped into her, but Jenny exceeded her, in need and in volume.

My mother was also the first to orgasm, as she announced it to the surrounding wildlife.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She groaned repeatedly as I pistoned into her firmly and quickly. "Oh God, Jeremy! You're gon-gon-gonna make me, make me fuck-king cum! Cuuummmminnnng!"

"Go on, Jenny! Cum on that cock! Your son's huge cock!" Erin urged. It may have been encouragement, or just that she was impatient for her own orgasmic bliss.

Which wasn't long in coming.

I continued with Jenny until she finished shaking and quivering before collapsing to her knees onto the cement. I then turned to Erin who had an almost crazed look in her eye as I plunged into her again.

I knew that this would be my last turn also as these two vixens had me shaking with the urge to cum again.

That knowledge had me giving Erin everything I had left in my weary muscles. She appreciated every deep thrust, hard stroke, and the fast ramming I gave her as the two of us approached our own releases.

Erin beat me, but only by a fraction of a moment, as she let the world know of her climax.

"Like that! Oh, like that! Faster, honey! Oh God, oh God! Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Erin's shriek reverberated off the concrete walls.

And I was done!

I gave a loud guttural grunting growl as I pushed my dick one last time deep into my redhead's pussy. The volume of cum I dumped into that tight hole had to exceed that that I had put in Jenny's mouth not that long before. I gripped her hips tightly as my insides travelled to Erin's insides. When I loosened my fingers, Erin fell from them to land near my mom.

The cum-slut and/or pussy hound that Jenny was had her realizing my creamy deposit and its current placement and she dove between Erin's thighs, pushing the short denim skirt out of her way. Erin seemed surprised at that, or just was still not-of-this-world from her heavenly bliss. Mom only added to that condition as she lapped at my girlfriend's dripping cunt.

I pulled up my underwear and boxers and went to lean against the cool, shadowed concrete wall.

Erin grabbed mom's head and held her there firmly as Jenny set her off again with her tonguework.

"Girls!" I croaked as loud as I could while trying to also keep quiet. "People."

Another threesome was coming across the grassy field, and not from the paved pathway. This was two guys and a girl. They were mid to late twenties and none appeared to be a couple from their demeanor.

Fortunately, mom and Erin only had to stand and let their skirts fall into place to be presentable enough for strangers. Mom's cum-smeared lips, Erin's bleary eyes, and the guilty smirks on all three of our faces was enough for me to know what had happened, but to those that didn't know we didn't seem out of place. I grabbed our shopping bags and Erin grabbed mom's hand as we exited the hideaway as the others approached. All six of us smiled and nodded friendlily at the other group as we passed. Mom, Erin, and I took the path from the cement niche with wide grins on our faces.

"Do you think that they are going to ...?" Erin asked.

"No. I don't think so." Mom stated.

I didn't give an opinion. With my experience, I couldn't say what was real or imagined anymore. Anybody and everybody could be having sex together for all I could say!

I was more of the assumption that they had gone there to get high or drink some beers, but again, I was sleeping with my mother and had just had sex in a public park with her and my girlfriend both!

The three of us were now well satiated and ready to be done for the day.

We did do some additional shopping, as mom wasn't about to let another trip be wasted. We weren't empty handed, but apparently as long as I could still carry, they were ready to keep buying.

The two women were more focused on finding what they wanted and not on the browsing that we had done all morning, so it wasn't very long before they had doubled my load. Only then did each declare that we had spent enough money, and time, shopping. I had a good number of additions to my clothing, but half of our haul were things for the girls.

Erin even managed to buy a lacy and frilly camisole that she promised to wear for me very soon. I didn't need any special clothing for them to have sex or make love with either of them! Hell, all they had to do was lift their skirts in a secluded spot of a park and I would be ready to pleasure them!

We returned to the car and filled the trunk with the bags.

Again, the seating issue.

Mom solved that and said that she'd drive and that Erin could then sit on my lap in the front seat. Erin was thrilled at that idea, though mom didn't seem that thrilled to be driving my late model classic (read: clunker!). I didn't know what kind of condition I would be after our 'shopping' spree, but having a beautiful and cute, fiery-haired nymph on my lap might be enough to revive me if I wasn't of a condition to do more. I was sure that Jenny had to be jealous of Erin's delightful seating arrangement.

My girlfriend's ass did harden me, but we couldn't do anything more than her teasing me with her firm tush.

We arrived back at Erin's house in late afternoon and she gave us each a lengthy goodbye kiss; mine was just more openly given. I gave Erin her few items from the trunk with a promise to call her later that night. Then mom and I switched seats and drove home.

Mom gave me a semi-lengthy kiss in the driveway before we entered the house. Dad barely acknowledged our entry before mom hurried to make a quick dinner.

I almost wanted mom to make a visit to my room later that evening, but it didn't happen and I spent a long time talking with Erin before crashing in bed just after midnight.

A few days later, I came home from work to find mom in her bedroom going through some boxes of clothes and packing up some winter things. When she heard me come in the house, she called me to come help. I did so gladly, hoping for maybe a short diversion on her big bed. Even in her loose, old sweatshirt and unflattering capris, she was still one of the most beautiful women I had ever known.

I was moving some of the boxes from the back of the large closet and I noticed one of them was marked 'Wedding'. I was curious.

"Hey mom, what's in this box?" I asked as I hefted the oblong brown box. It seemed very light to be full of clothes.

She looked at the carton as if unsure of its contents, or was just reflecting on the memories that it possibly contained. She answered me softly after a moment.

"It's my wedding dress."

I had seen pictures of my parent's wedding, but not that recently and long before I had had any special feelings for Jenny. I had a sudden desire to see my lover in her wedding gown.

"I want to see it." I said simply as I gazed at mom.

She looked back at me with a little shock, or just surprise.

"I don't think so." Mom declined demurely.

"Aw, come on. I just want to see it." I pressed.

Mom stared hard at me with her head cocked slightly to the side.

"I don't know really why I've kept it. Unless I can get Jojo to wear it one day." She said as she reached out for the box. I handed it over gingerly. "I've only had it out of this box twice since that day."

Mom cut open the crinkly old packing tape and opened the flaps as if the Holy Grail was inside. She bent down and pulled the pearl-white dress covered in lace and embroidery details. She stared at it a moment before standing and holding up the delicate-seeming dress for my viewing.

I had seen it in the photos, but they were from long ago, and this was right there and then. I was struck by the beauty of the gown, with the long flowing sleeves and wide openings at the wrists enhanced by sheer tulle, the floor-length ruffled hem, and the low bodice with the cups that had held mom's girlish breasts that was trimmed by pearl and lace. I was overwhelmed by it. This was the gown of a princess, of a woman that would become queen.

"Put it on, Jenny."

I just had to see my mother so attired.

Her eyes widened.

"It couldn't still fit after all this time." She responded haltingly.

"Jenny. Put it on please. For me." I looked lovingly at my mother as she held up the virginal dress.

"Jeremy ..." Her eyes went from me to the gown, then back to me.

"Please." I said more as a demand and not as a request.

I couldn't know the thoughts that were running through mom's head, but they had to be conflicted, as this was one of the symbols of her marriage to my father and of the love that was similar to what she then also had for me.

Mom still looked hesitant as she looked at me again, but then turned to go to the master bathroom to change. I waited impatiently for her to reemerge.

It was some long minutes, and of which I began to worry that she couldn't get into the dress. Then I heard the bathroom door open. I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath.

The first time I had seen Jenny naked couldn't match the vision that I beheld then; I almost expected a chorus of angels to appear. My heart roared in my chest, my eyes worshipped this goddess, and my muscles were like jelly in the presence of such beauty. Awesome, in the original sense of being full of awe, didn't do justice to her.

"I couldn't fasten the back." Mom said as she came into the room and turned her back to me to reveal a number of little pearl buttons and adjoining empty loops.

I rushed to do her up, fumbling with the delicate fastenings from my wonder.

"I wish I was getting you out of your wedding gown, instead of into it."

This might have been too suggestive of my deeper true feelings and I only partially regretted them slipping out. I suspected that Jenny felt the same but she said nothing of my meaningful, but off-hand quip.

After I managed to get the last buttons done up, the fit was quite snug. But that snugness made it more provocative. Mom's still trim figure was flattering in the tight fabric.

She did a little quarter turn and twisted her hips to show off her angles.

"Wow! Jenny! I love it! You are so beautiful in it!" I gushed.

Mom looked to the floor as she accepted my praise shyly. She turned about so that I got to see her from every side.

I could have stared at her like that forever.

Her eyes found mine easily, her jade orbs burning sweetly at me.

I was overtaken by my powerful emotions.

I reached over and took her hand and placed it on the forearm of my bent arm as if I was escorting her down the aisle, or just standing beside her. I hadn't intended it to be serious even as the weight of it pressed down on me. I felt very out of place in my regular slacks and shirt that were nowhere close to a suit, much less a tux. Mom stood at my side as if we were before an imaginary altar.

After a slight pause, I turned to the angel standing next to me and leaned closer to her. Jenny's eyes started to close as she leaned to meet me.

Then mom pulled away abashedly and put a step between us just before our lips would have met.

"Oh." I stared in surprise. Then, quickly apologized for my forwardness. "I'm sorry. It was just a fantasy of mine. One that will have to stay that way."

Pink blushed her cheeks at my comment.

"Me too, honey." She muttered so quietly I didn't comprehend her words.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Nothing." She answered quickly.

Still, I suspected what she said, but said nothing more about the unspoken feelings between us. Things that didn't need to be explained as they were very evident.

Mom then turned her back to me as if to undo the dress that I had just buttoned.

"I want to get a picture of you like this mom." I suddenly exclaimed as I reached for my phone in my pocket. "Veil and all."

I went to the box and pulled out the sheer headpiece and handed it to her as if she had already said yes.

Mom just stared at me with curiosity and wonder.

Then she smiled widely and told me to put it on her.

I placed it tenderly atop her like a crown and then straightened the soft sheer fabric around her face and head.

"My hair is dreadful." Mom complained as I fussed with the veil.

"You're perfect." I told her honestly.

I stepped back and fit her on the screen of my phone and clicked a picture. Mom stood there so I continued to take more. I stepped to the side to get her in a different angle, then back around to the other side. She stood there in apparent embarrassment as I kept clicking additional photos.

"I could pull out my wedding album, so you could see me from back then." Mom stated as if to divert my attention.

I was interested in seeing Jenny as a hot young babe, now that I saw her that way and not as her son. But I was also interested in the hot babe I had standing right there, right then! I kept snapping shots, even a few from the rear that she didn't notice me doing at first.

"Jeremy!" She scolded me without bite in her tone. She had a sly grin on her face at my interest in all her assets!

"Oh, hold up. You forgot my garter!" Mom cried out gleefully.

"Aren't you supposed to throw that?"

"They do come in pairs. You throw one and keep one." She explained.

"Oh." I answered dumbly.

Hey, I hadn't gotten married yet!

"It should be there in the box too." Mom nodded at the carton.

I found it and turned to find mom lifting the hem of her wedding gown. She looked down at me sexily as she bent her knee and lifted her foot.

I immediately understood and hurried to slip the frilly elastic ban up her leg. I sensed that she was getting as turned on as me as I tugged the garter to her tantalizing thigh.