Out of the Attic

Mom came over and kissed my cheek. My face felt hot. I was afraid to look at her. She saw how red and embarrassed I was, and she rubbed my back.

"It's not your fault, baby," she said softly. "I should have closed the door."

I blew out a breath and finally turned to look at her. She was wearing that obscenely short, thin pink robe again. I could tell instantly that it was all she was wearing. I forced myself to smile and to look at her eyes. At the same time, I could feel my throbbing erection threatening to burst right out of the opening in the front of my boxers.

"I'll be more careful," I said, then added. "How many slices of French toast would you like?"

"Two will be fine," she replied.

I pulled a bit of a face. The handful of times I had cooked French toast, I had made enough for the whole family. I had made that same amount of mix this time, but it was far more than we needed. Mom looked down at the mix on the counter and understood my consternation immediately.

"It's okay, Daniel," she said. "I'll put the extra mix into a container, and we can have it tomorrow as a family."

She turned and my eyes followed her. When she bent over to get a plastic container from the cabinet, her gorgeous ass and glistening pussy were fully displayed for me. I turned back quickly to tend to the French toast, but I could feel my dick escaping out the front of my boxers. Fortunately, my long t-shirt hid it from view.

Mom poured the rest of the mix into the plastic container and put it into the refrigerator, and I finished cooking our breakfast and put it on a pair of plates. We sat across from each other and ate breakfast.

"What did you have planned for today?" Mom asked between bites.

I shrugged and finished chewing and swallowing before answering.

"I wasn't planning on doing anything," I replied. "I was just going to chill out here. How about you?"

"That sounds nice," she sighed. "I think I will just relax with my son today."

We finished eating breakfast and Mom's short robe flashed her shaved pussy when she stood. I followed her to the kitchen and fantasized about bending her over the kitchen counter, just like she had said to my dad weeks earlier. I managed to tuck my cock back into my boxers without her noticing. We rinsed the dishes, and then I went to the living room and turned on the television. I couldn't take standing there while she bent over to load the dishwasher.

As it was, I was already rock hard. My dick refused to stay inside my boxers. I figured I really ought to change into some shorts, but of course they were still in the washing machine. I was startled when my mother came right over to the couch and smiled at me. I smiled back, but then, without a word, my mother slid her naked bottom into my lap.

"Mom," I croaked out, but my mouth was too dry to finish my warning.

She smiled at me over her shoulder, but then her eyes shot open when she continued sliding back up my thighs. The head of my cock found her slippery pussy lips and pushed right between them. Mom stopped, but half of my length was inside her by then. I grabbed her hips. I had every intention to push her off of me.

Only...

The other half of my cock really wanted to feel what it was like to be inside my mother's hot pussy.

"I'm sorry," I groaned, as I pulled her back and pressed my dick up inside her to the hilt.

"Oh! Oh, baby!" she moaned as she was helpless to stop me.

She leaned back, resting her back on my chest. Her mouth was open wide and she was panting. My mother's pussy felt amazingly tight and wet as it gripped my cock.

"I'm so sorry," I repeated. "I should have worn some shorts or something."

"Shh!" she whispered. "It's not your fault, Daniel. I should have worn panties under this robe. I should have..." Her voice trailed off as she wiggled a bit on my lap. "God, it's so thick," she moaned.

She turned her head and faced me, her nose just inches from mine. Her eyes were glazed with lust.

"It's okay, Daniel," she murmured, kissing me on my lips. "You are a healthy young man with certain...needs. I was teasing you, but now that you are actually inside my pussy...I understand if you can't stop."

She began gently bucking in my lap.

"If you need to fuck my pussy until you come—oh!—that's perfectly understandable. You have needs, and I brought this on myself. You just do what you need to do, baby. Oh! Mommy understands that you may need to fuck her wet pussy, now that your hard cock has had a taste of it!"

She was really riding my dick now. I was thinking it was all her, but then realized I was pulling her hips up and down in my lap. I started thrusting my hips up to meet her, and that pushed her right over the edge. Her pussy gushed juice all over my shaft, down my thighs and onto my balls. Mom shook and gasped as she came on my dick. I held still and grinned at her.

"'Mommy'?" I asked. "When was the last time I called you that?"

I saw her frown, and realized that I was messing this up for her. I kissed her and murmured a quick "sorry" before I started thrusting into her again.

"Mommy," I said, raising the pitch of my voice just a bit. "I have to tell you something. Your pussy feels amazing on my hard cock. It is so hot and tight and wet. I'm just afraid that this one time might not be enough. I am going to fuck my mommy's sweet pussy and fill it with hot cum, but then I'm going to be thinking about it all the time."

"Oh, god!" she groaned, already nearing another orgasm.

It was too much for me. Her amazing pussy was squeezing me, and I had been sporting an erection ever since Hope took me in her mouth earlier. I felt my balls tightening with impending orgasm. My voice sounded a little strangled to my ears.

"Mommy!" I gasped. "Here it comes!"

That was perhaps the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life. I felt like my balls were exploding, shooting the cum up my shaft to spray inside my mother's pussy. Mom actually howled out loud with her own orgasm when she felt it. I kissed her hungrily, and slid my hands up to free her big tits from the robe so that I could squeeze them. My dick did soften a bit in the aftermath of that unbelievable climax, but it continued bucking and drooling cum inside her for a couple more minutes.

Once she recovered from her orgasm, my mother gently but firmly removed my hands from her breasts. She wrapped the robe around her and stood up. A groan escaped her as my shaft slowly slid out of her. She turned and faced me, looking a bit unsettled.

"I can't believe we actually did that," she whispered.

She looked at my spent and sloppy cock, still protruding from the front of my boxers. I am pretty sure that she is unaware of it when she licks her lips. She does it almost every time she looks at my dick. At that moment, though, she looked a little haunted and guilty. Her legs were still shaky as she retreated to her bedroom. This time I heard her close the bedroom door before she started her shower.

I got up and made my way to my own shower, shaking my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe I had just come inside my mom like that. I also couldn't believe I was already taking my third shower today. There had been plenty of Saturday mornings in the past couple of months that I hadn't even been awake this early. I had already been laid twice and gotten a brief blowjob. I soaped my hard cock and rinsed off, picturing my sexy sisters and mother.

I dried quickly and wrapped the towel around my waist. I felt like I needed to talk to my mother immediately, to make sure she knew I wasn't upset about what had happened. It seemed like something I should talk to her about while we were still alone, so we wouldn't be overheard. I walked briskly through the house and knocked on her bedroom door.

"Mom?" I asked. "May I come in so we can talk?"

There was a pause before she answered.

"Sure," she said. "Come in, Daniel."

I opened the door and walked in. Like me, my mother was wrapped in a bath towel. She had her hair up in a second towel. We just stood and looked at each other nervously for a good minute.

"I'm sorry—" she started.

"I'm not," I quickly interjected, cutting her off. "I thought it was amazing, and I wouldn't trade that for anything. I'm sorry if you feel bad about it, Mom, but I don't blame you and I'm not sorry that it happened."

I was incredibly hard beneath my bath towel, just thinking about how amazing that had been. I wanted more.

"Oh," she said, looking at my face.

Her eyes searched mine for a bit, and then her gaze traveled down my chest, finally landing on the obvious bulge in the front of my towel. Once again, she licked her lips. She looked back up at my face, and her expression was transformed. The sultry, filthy-talking, slut-mommy from the videos was back.

"Oh, Daniel," she said. "I misunderstood you, baby. I thought you said you wanted to come in so we could talk. That isn't what you really wanted, though, was it?"

She sat on the edge of the bed, and the bottom of the towel parted to the outside of her thighs. She spread her knees slowly, and her bald pussy was gradually exposed. She reached down and feigned a surprised expression when her fingers found that moist opening.

"Oh, my," she said. "I guess you caught me without panties again. I really shouldn't be so careless, should I?"

She lay back on the bed, lifting her legs and spreading them wide.

"You would think I learned my lesson earlier," she continued. "If I tease you, and I'm not wearing panties, your hard cock might just slide right inside me. It wouldn't be your fault, of course. These things just happen sometimes."

Her eyes lit up when I dropped my towel and stepped toward her. She licked her lips once more, and then opened her mouth in a lovely 'O' when she felt my thick mushroom head spreading her lips once again. It felt magnificent to slide my hard cock into my mother's welcoming pussy again...but I was also thinking that this act was being caught on video.

This time, my mother opened her towel and offered her breasts to me. I sucked her nipples hard and began to thrust into her pussy. I was able to reach much deeper into her from this angle, and she was loudly urging me on. I would hear all of it again later, when I watched the video. At that moment, I concentrated on the sensation of my mother's wet, gripping pussy taking every vigorous thrust of my cock. I was focused on the hard nipple in my mouth.

Then, I was concentrating on math problems, trying to prolong this intense coupling. My mother helped me out unwittingly when she gasped through her own intense orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on my dick, holding me in place and stopping me from reaching my own climax. It was enough respite that I was able to keep right on going until her second shuddering orgasm, and then her third. She panted and looked up at me after that.

"I can't believe you haven't come yet," she said dreamily.

She reached down and felt my stiff shaft where it joined with the wet lips of her pussy.

"Damn," she sighed, "so thick and hard for me...I never imagined you would be this good the first time."

"How did you imagine it would be?" I asked.

"I always thought—" her eyes shot open when she realized what she had just admitted.

She shrugged then, with an 'aw, fuck it' expression.

"I imagined that some day I would tease you to the point that you would just take me," she said. "I would be wearing a short robe, and you would see that I wasn't wearing panties. I would be bent over in the kitchen, or the dining room, and then you would be there behind me. I would feel you behind me, and then your hard cock would just slide right into my pussy."

She groaned then, feeling me get even harder inside her.

"I thought that was my fantasy, Mom, not yours," I whispered.

"Oh, god," she groaned again.

She was coming around my hard cock again, and I wasn't even thrusting. I waited for her to calm down a bit and then I did start pumping slowly in and out of her again.

"I have to admit, though," I continued, "half the time I had that fantasy, it wasn't your pussy I slid my hard cock into. We'd be there in the kitchen, and you would be teasing me with your fine ass. I would pour some oil over my dick and slide it right into your ass."

"Fuck!" she growled. "You nasty boy! Is that why you haven't come inside me yet? You plan to save that load until you're in my ass?"

I didn't know how to answer that, so I just grinned like an idiot instead. She was obviously turned on by the idea. She leaned her head up to kiss me. She drove her tongue into my mouth, coaxing my tongue into her mouth and then biting it. When she released it, she pushed my shoulders up, helping me back to my feet.

"The anal lube is in the bathroom, in the second drawer under the sink," she said in a quick, breathless voice.

I nodded and pulled back, watching my dick slide slowly out of her. That felt almost as intense as anything we had done to that point. We both shivered when the head finally popped free of her grip.

I found the lube easily enough, but this was a tube of something called 'Astroglide.' It bore no resemblance to the lube that Hope had used earlier, and I stopped long enough to read the packaging. That was no help. I walked back to find my mother lying on her belly on the towel with her legs spread. I didn't want to have her move—she was perfectly positioned for the camera.

I removed the cap and put too much of the stuff onto my palm. I then took way too long to work it into her tight backdoor. I say that now, with the benefit of hindsight. At that time, though, I was afraid of not using enough lubricant or of rushing too quickly and not having her ass ready for me. In the end, she let me know.

"That's enough!" she gasped. "Stop teasing me and fuck my ass!"

My dick had been throbbing and drooling pre-cum the entire time I stared at her asshole and worked my fingers in and out of it. It was incredibly arousing for me, and I was worried I would cum in my mother's tight asshole as soon as I slid the head inside her. Once again, I distracted my mind with off-the-wall thoughts unrelated to sex.

Her ass was incredibly hot around my cock. It was so wet and so ready that I slid right in and buried my full length in one long stroke. I was far too tentative after all that build-up. My mother soon started thrusting her hips back at me, impaling her ass on my cock. She pushed herself up onto her knees, and took over. I knelt behind her and tried to match her pace, but she was really the one doing the work.

Mom gasped and grunted as she drove my cock into her. I recalled the two videos in which I had watched my dad take her ass, and I remembered how she responded when he spanked her. I reached out and gave her right cheek a tentative swat.

"Oh fuck yes!" she hissed, driving back into me even harder.

I tried to match the way my dad had spanked her. Again, in retrospect I was too gentle. Still, it was enough to drive her right over the edge. I was shocked at how hard she came with me in her ass. I had read online that most women came from playing with their pussies during anal, not from the anal sex itself. Both of my mother's hands clutched the sheets, so I knew she hadn't been touching herself.

Her orgasm triggered mine. I had managed to hold back far longer than I thought I could. When my dick erupted, it was mind-blowing. I think I screamed, even though my teeth were clenched. I collapsed onto her back afterward, and she dropped back onto her stomach. The two of us panted for several minutes as we recovered from that amazing orgasm.

"That was...so much better...than I imagined," I whispered into her ear. "Thank you so much, Mom."

I felt her internal muscles spasm when I said 'Mom.'

I was softly kissing her neck a few minutes later when we heard a car pull up in the driveway. We both groaned when my cock slid out of her ass. I couldn't help but admire that sexy backside before I threw a sheet over her and grabbed my towel. I dashed all the way to my own bathroom for my fourth shower of the day. I was pretty wiped out, but I did make sure to move the laundry along to the dryer and start another load in the washer before going back to my bedroom for a much-needed nap.

* * *

My sisters had gone shopping for new swimsuits, and they were kind enough to let me sleep for an hour before they woke me up. Hope was gently shaking my shoulder, and my eyes opened to her marvelous breasts shaking in a string bikini top right in front of my face. My blinds were closed, so it was dim in my room. Still, I had no trouble making out my sister's hard nipples through the pale material of that skimpy top. Hope smiled down at me and released my shoulder.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she said.

Reflexively, I looked over at my clock and my eyes were suddenly wide open. Had I slept through the entire day? No. It was just after noon. Hope stood up, and I realized that Colleen was standing in my room as well. They both wore swimsuits, but they did not match at all. Hope wore a pale pink string bikini, while Colleen wore a much more modest one-piece. They both looked sexy as hell, but obviously Hope was showing a lot more skin.

"Those are new," I commented, as I sat up in bed.

My sisters giggled when they saw that I was nude and that my cock was erect. I looked down, and then pulled my sheet over my lap.

"I guess you really like these swimsuits," Hope quipped.

Colleen blushed a little. At least I think she did. It was still pretty dark in my room.

"If you're here to give me a show, at least turn on the light," I said dryly.

I was a bit surprised when Colleen reached over and flipped the switch. Her white one-piece suit was almost transparent. Bathed in the light like that, her nipples were even more obvious than Hope's. I could also see her puffy pussy lips clearly through the crotch of her suit.

One thing I should probably explain about Colleen is that she had been my fantasy girl from the first time I got interested in girls. She had bloomed into this gorgeous young woman with nice tits right at the time I started getting my first boners. Of course, I had seen her naked body in all of its glory over the past couple of weeks and had felt her sexy ass in my lap. It made it no less arousing to see her standing there in my bedroom with her incredible body displayed by that diaphanous swimsuit.

"Colleen," I breathed. "Not to sound like I'm complaining, but won't that suit be completely transparent when it gets wet?"

Hope's eyes widened when she turned to look at Colleen. Colleen turned and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror attached to my closet door. Her hands flew to shield her breasts and pussy when she saw how exposed she was.

"Oh, no!" she gasped. "I didn't think it was this bad!"

"Relax," Hope said. "We've got three more to try on."

Colleen was still blushing furiously as they walked out.

"We'll be right back," Hope said before she closed my door.

I got out of bed and snagged my boxers and long t-shirt from earlier. The crotch of my boxers was still slightly damp from my mother's pussy juice. I lifted them to my face and took a deep whiff. Damn, I should have licked her pussy earlier, when I had the chance. I tossed those boxers into my hamper and slid into a fresh pair. While I was thinking about it, I dug through my bottom dresser drawer until I found my own swim trunks. I had a long pair of board shorts and a shorter pair of dark trunks that came down to my upper thighs.

They looked like they would still fit just fine, but I had owned them for a couple of years already. Colleen tapped on my door before walking in. I turned, still holding the trunks in front of me.

"Why didn't you guys take me with you?" I asked. "I could have used a new set of swim trunks."