The Gift Box

"Yeah, were supposed to go to the mall."

"Alright, but I expect you home by eleven."

"Yeah mom."

Scott came down stairs and brushed his mom on purpose; looking at her like he had before he kissed her. She saw it and smiled.

"Come on Scott, I don't want to be late today." Malcolm whined.

Scott tossed him the keys, "go start it up, I'm gonna grab something quick to eat."

"Alright, but I'm leaving if you aren't out there in five."

Scott shook his head. Malcolm went out the door with his backpack and Scott stuck his head in the fridge. Emily was standing in the laundry room putting some clothes in the washer; she didn't hear him come in behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and snuggled into her shoulder.

"Thanks mom. You don't know how much that meant to me."

"Your welcome son." She smiled and reached up to stroke his face, "Malcolm is going to be gone for awhile this evening, dad's not coming home until tomorrow. Maybe another birthday surprise will be waiting when you get home."

"You think so?"

She turned to face him, "Don't be late baby." she pushed up into him and kissed him fully, he kissed back. "Don't float around too much today, we don't want anyone catching on to our little private tryst."

"I won't mom, I promise." he whispered, kissed her lightly and left her standing there.

On the drive to the college campus, all he could think about was the way she smelled, her sex on his fingers, the way she tasted when he kissed her, tasting of himself on her lips. The way she masterfully played him and got him to let her go down on him. His cock rose at the thoughts of the earlier events and he had to adjust himself again.

Class sucked, his thoughts stayed on the morning fling and when his girlfriend approached him to whished him happy birthday, he all but blew her off. He wanted to be back in his mother's arms, kissing and tasting of her. He was so close to sliding down between her legs, tasting of her sweet love, like he had seen his father do so many times. She tasted so good from his fingers, and smelt so beautiful. His cock stated to grow again, and he had to quickly think of other things.

The last class couldn't end soon enough and he rushed out to the car, only to be stopped by his girlfriend.

"Scott what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing why?"

"Because you didn't even know I was with you at lunch today, and in Lit class, you could hardly focus."

"I, I just got a lot on my mind, that's all"

"Anything I can do to help?"

"No, I have to work this out by myself."

"We are going out tonight, aren't we? I had something planned for your birthday." She smiled wickedly.

"Yeah, hey, I got to go, I'll call you around seven, ok." he brushed her cheek not caring and got in the car, leaving her standing there confused. Malcolm came up behind her and poked her.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Your brother, that's what's up." she turned to him, "He totally blew me off just now, said he had to go. Do you know what's going on?"

"Haven't a clue. Guess what ever he and mom talked about this morning's got him moody." He shrugged his shoulders, "He was in there for an awful long time. I bet she busted him."

"Busted him? For what?"

Malcolm giggled, "For watching her and jacking off."

"OH you didn't, Mal!"

"Well, he was being a dick this morning and I got him busted."

"He watches your mom?"

"Yeah, he likes her ass, he thinks it's cool to watch her and dad fuck."

She was shocked, "He does what?"

"He gets off watching them. I don't know, some kind of kinky shit he's into, not me, I think that's sick watching your parents."

"I don't know, your dad's pretty fucking hot. My mom says he looks like an older Jon Bon Jovi."

"God, not you too!"

"Hey MAL!"

"Hey Phil."

"You ready to go?"

"Sure, anything to stay away from the house."

"What' up at the house?"

"Scott's birthday, and I think that mom has something special planned for him, if she isn't pissed at him."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, but she'll have something big going on, it's his twenty-first."

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Scott blew through the door of the house and hurried up the stairs to Emily's room. She wasn't there. He yelled for her, but no response. He went to his room and saw a note on his bed.

"Come to the pool house when you get in, and lock the front door."

He scurried out of his shoes and down to the door, locking it as instructed and out to the pool house. He was shocked to find his mom wrapped in a towel on the chase lounge, with a few toys scattered about. She smiled.

"Come in baby, and lock the door behind you."

"Oh god mom, you look so beautiful."

"Thank you baby."

He locked the door and slung his shirt to the side of the room and went down beside her, "I missed you, I couldn't help but think about you all day." he snuggled into her breast.

"Me too Scott. God, I wanted to feel your fingers again, and taste your hardness."

He stood up and let loose his throbbing monster, kicking his jeans aside.

"No mom, it's my turn, it's my birthday, I want something."

"What baby, what do you want?"

"I want to taste those sweet lips that caressed me and kept me from falling out when you carried me."

"Oh baby, yes." she pulled the towel from her body and spread her legs for him. He admired her form in the frosted glow of the skylights, her swollen pussy longing to be taken.

"God mom, I've wanted this so long." He slipped down between her legs and tasted her cream, slowly devouring her lips and clit, running his tongue in between them and lapping at her love hole. He was skillful in his movements and passionate about his way.

"Um, you've been practicing. She's a Lucky girl!"

He looked up smiling. "No, I've been watching dad."

She smiled some more, "Does he know?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Good."

He sucked her and fingered her, bringing her juices to flow.

"Oh Scott, yes! YES BABY!"

She arched and moaned, he put his lips fully on her, nipping at her clit, running his tongue between her lips, hitting her spots just right, and she came, squirting deep into his mouth. He sucked and lapped every ounce he could swallow and licked her more.

"OH GOD MOM! FUCK YES!"

"You are very skilled my lover!"

He went after his prize again, working harder and fiercely. She drowned him again in love liquid and he looked up at her, seeing the fire that burnt in her eyes for him.

"Mount me Scott. Fuck me with that horse cock you have." She pushed up to him, wanting him deep. He stood up, reminding himself of his father and eased into her sweet deep hole. He moaned as he entered feeling of her tightness, and held her legs as he began to pump.

"OH Scotty, oh baby. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Give me deep, all of you, I can take it all."

He pumped harder and faster, gaining a rhythm between them.

"Oh fuck mom, I'm gonna explode in your pussy, is that alright?!"

"Yes baby, yes. Fuck me. Give me that sweet young cream of yours; fuck me till you spill all of your sweet seed!"

She came, squirting all over his legs and balls, causing him to shoot his load, pumping furiously every last drop deep within her heat. Scott collapsed over her, breathing hard. She stroked his hair and kissed at him. He kissed back, nipping and licking at her swollen breasts and hard nipples.

"You are wonderful." she whispered to him, tussling through his hair. "So much like your father."

"Thanks mom," he said brokenly as he slid out of her and put his face into her pussy again, "Mom, do you mind?"

"No baby, do as you please, I'm your birthday gift today."

He licked a little at her, tasting of their fervor together, she squirmed a bit when it got sensitive and he quit, crawling up beside her on the lounge.

"Mom, I hope this doesn't cause problems."

"It won't baby, it won't."

"I almost didn't make it through today."

"Yes, but you did, and look what kind of sweet gift was waiting for you."

He smiled. "Mom, can I have this for every one of my birthdays from now on."

She stroked his face, kissing him, "If I'm able, yes. We just have to make sure that we don't get caught and can get away with it."

"We can always go to a motel."

"Yes, we can."

"Will you always be this sexy?"

"I don't know son. I hope that time is good to me."

"It doesn't matter. I love you anyway."

"I do you son. And now as my lover."

"I like that. Your lover."

She looked at Scott, curious, "What will Tangy say?"

"About what?"

"About you're disappearing and not spending time with her?"

"I'll tell her something, I don't know."

"Do you think you can have sex with two women?"

"I'll use those condoms you gave me, I can handle two women." he laughed.

"That's my boy." she smiled, kissing him lightly.

"Mom."

"Yes baby?"

"Can I sleep with you tonight, like I used to when I was a kid and dad was gone?"

"Um, if you come in after Mal goes to sleep."

"Can I make love with you again?"

"Um, yes, I would like that."

He ran his hand down her belly and to her thigh, caressed her patch and clit, lifting their juices onto his fingers and licking them off, taking them to her lips and kissing her fully.

They fell asleep, exhausted after their romp, Scott cuddle down as if he were a small child instead of a man. She loved the feel of him next to her and wished it were something she could do more often, knowing she couldn't.

She woke to Eric's voice calling for her.

"Oh Shit, your fathers home."

Scott shook away instantly and panicked. "Fuck mom, what do we do?"

'EMILY' came from the distance.

"He's still in the house, get your clothes and go out the side door and back into the house up to your room."

"Mom, how do I get in, I don't have the key."

"Your dad leaves the backdoor open, go in that way, through the laundry room baby."

"Mom, I want to..."

"Shhh, baby, hurry." She pulled him too her giving him another kiss and let him go, "I'll see you later on tonight, after your fathers asleep."

Scott grabbed his shirt and jeans and hurried off trying to put them on. Emily got up and flipped on one of the inside lights that was just enough to be seen from the outside, and slipped off to the shower.

She quickly washed herself off, trying to wash Scott's cream from her body, knowing all too well she didn't want to. She heard Eric call for her again and opened the shower curtain calling after him. He walked into the dim pool house and saw her toys and towel strung about. He knew what she had been up to, or so he thought. He took off his clothes and slipped into the shower behind her, taking her ass in his hands and pushing up into her.

"Oh baby! I missed you Em."

"Um. I missed you too Eric."

"I see you've been busy, why in here?"

"Oh, I just needed a change of scenery. The bedroom is just lonely with out you."

"Well, how about we come out here a few times a week and make love?"

"That sounds fun."

"Well, how about we make up for some of that time now." He shoved himself deep inside her from behind, making her moan loudly.

"God, that feels so good."

"You're all wet, you must have been busy."

"I'm so fucking horny, you just don't know Eric." She smiled thinking about Scott, and how much alike they felt inside her body. Scott was young and stout, Eric was wise and experienced. They both brought her sexual bliss and she loved them.

Eric lay sleeping soundly when Emily got up to go to Scott's room. She eased the door open and found him gone. She pouted and closed the door back. She turned to find Malcolm behind her.

"Oh, you started me."

"Hey mom, he said sleepily."

"Hi baby."

"Mom, I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't want to get Scott in trouble."

"Oh, that. It's ok. We talked. He's not in trouble."

"Ok mom." He looked at her sleepy eyed, "What are you doing up?"

"I thought I heard Scott come in, I was just going to check on you two."

"Oh. He had a date with Tangy, she was going to... Never mind."

"Tangy, she was going to what?"

"She said she was going to surprise him with his first blow job."

Emily laughed. "Really now."

"Yeah, that's what she told Bridgette. Of course, Bridg told me."

"Hum. Well, I hope he gets what he wants." she said, a bit huffy.

"Mom?"

"Yeah Mal?"

"Would you mind if I dated Bridgette

"No, why would I mind that baby?"

"Don't know, just thought I'd ask before I asked her."

"I like Bridgette. Bring her over Saturday and well have a big dinner, you, her, Scott, Tangy if she wants to come, and your dad and I."

"Ok mom. Hey mom?"

"Hum?"

"Sorry about not hugging you, I feel a little awkward at times."

"It ok son, go back to bed."

He left her in the hall and went back to his room. She went downstairs to the kitchen to get some water and walked out to the patio. She was startled by a sound, and turned around to see Scott.

"I thought you were still out."

"No, but I didn't want to be in my room, I decided I'd come down here. I wanted to be closer to where we were."

"I thought you were still out with Tangy."

"FUCK HER!"

"Scott? What happened?"

"She wanted to give me a blow job," he looked at her assessing her expression, she was a bit bothered, but let him talk. "So, we got somewhere, and we parked, and the back seat thing and all, Mom, you sure you want to hear this?"

"Yes, go on."

"So she's going down on me, and I was trying to tell her what to do, she got pissed because she does it one way and..."

"And what son?"

"And I told her about you."

"What?"

"I slipped up and said, 'Mom does it like this.'"

"Oh fuck Scott!"

"I'm sorry mom, I just, she wasn't doing it right, not like you did."

"Baby, I have a lot more experience than she does."

"I know. But I just, she... Fuck, I was drinking too."

"Did Tangy say anything about us?"

"No, she did ask if dad was into things like that, she wants to fuck him."

"I can't blame her for that, he is a good fuck." She smiled, thinking of her husband.

"Mom!"

"Scott. What makes it any different, except she's not our daughter. Which doesn't make it that bad. It's not...'

"I know mom, but, I.. God you're so fucking good. She's just not that good. She couldn't take me all in and she kept biting me in the wrong place." he looked at her again, "You would let her fuck dad?"

"If dad would want too. It might be fun to watch."

"Shit mom!" he leaned over into her., laying on shoulder. "I wanted to come home and crawl up next to you, do what we did today. I really loved that."

"I know baby, me too. But dad's home, so, well have to wait a little bit."

"Do you think dad would be pissed if he found out?"

'No, I think he would understand, he knows how I am. It might take him some time to get used to the idea. But he's pretty kinky himself."

"God mom, I want to fuck you so bad right now." His cock was throbbing in his jeans, he had unzipped them and let it loose from its confines.

"Scott, you need to give Tangy a chance, I'm sure it will get better."

"I know mom, but still, you are so hot, and I love the sweet way you taste."

"Scott, your making me hot." she fanned herself.

"If dad wasn't home, I would go down on you right here on the patio."

"If dad wasn't home, you would be upstairs in my bed baby."

"I know mom." he was quiet for a moment and took a drink of his last beer, "Maybe I should talk to dad about Tangy, maybe we can all fuck around."

"Scott, I thought we were going to keep this between us."

"I know, but... Look," he pointed down at his stiff rod. Emily had to restrain herself. She took his hand and helped him from the chair, leading him into the pool house.

"Come on baby, I was going to your room anyway."

"Oh mom."

She sat him down on a nice large recliner and went back to lock the door. There was just enough light to see, and she pulled his jeans away from his cock. She thought about a blowjob and then told him to pull them down further, he did as she requested and she slid over him, sitting and facing him. Her warmth over took his rod and he moaned softly as her pussy devoured him.

"Scotty, have you ever fucked anyone like this?"

"No, I'm always on top."

"Good, hold my hips."

He put his hands on her hips and she slid back and forth, up and down on him. He lifted her gown, showing off her naked body and massive breasts right in his face, and tossed it aside. Once again, he nursed them fully as she fucked him. His lips on her nipples made her hotter and she pumped on him furiously, forcing his head to meet her cervix, making her moan and quake. She breathed heavy and spoke quickly.

"Baby, are you ready to get those sweet rocks off again?"

"Fuck yes, Oh god mom!"

"I'm coming baby, are you ready,"

"Yes, oh yes." he groaned into her breasts, still nipping at the hardness of her nipples.

"Kiss me baby, kiss me, make me come all over your hot cock."

He pushed his face to hers as she threw her arms around his neck and pushed as hard down on him as she could. His lips and tongue attacked her mouth, they both quivered, and she flooded around his cock and onto his hips. He pulled her into him tightly and groaned, releasing himself, thrusting hard into her. Her juices flowed all over him and he grabbed her ass pulsing her up and down a few more times to milk his cock. He eased slowly back away from her and she collapsed into the fading strength of his arms.

"God mom, you're so sexy, so good. Does dad know you can do that?"

"Yes."

"Do you fuck dad like that?"

"Yes. But it takes a little longer." she smiled.

"I bet when dad was younger it didn't take long."

"Scott, he's fifteen years older than me, he always takes his time."

"Not the other morning he didn't, he was on you faster than I came."

She giggled, "You saw that huh?"

"Yeah, and I got off four times watching you two."

"Next time, ask dad if you can watch from the room."

"I'm not so sure I want to see his ass going at it at that angle with you, I like the view I have, I can pretend it's me."

"You don't have to pretend any more, because it is you."

She slid off his lap and kissed him lightly, touching his softness with her fingers and brining the flavor up to her lips. "We taste so good together." He tasted her fingers and nodded.

"Mom, what happens if after while I need you?"

"That, baby, is what the box is for." she winked, picked up her gown and slipped it over her head. "I love you. See you in the morning."

"Mom, don't go."

"I have to, your father will be looking for me again if I don't."

"Ok, but mom..."

"The box baby, the box."

She slipped from his grasp and out the door, back to the house and up to her room. Eric sat in the bed with a massive hard on, stroking at his leisure.

"You've been with Scott?"

"Yes."

"I thought so."

"Are you mad?"

"No, I think it's hot. I know how you are with your men baby."

"Do you mind, it's not like I'm cheating."

"As long as you don't let him get in the way of us, I'm fine with it."

"You know his girlfriend wants to fuck you."

"Can you blame her?"

"No. I wouldn't mind a round with you right now."

"Still dripping baby?"

She stripped off her gown and stood over him on the bed. He teased her pussy with his free hand and collected the cream from inside her, stroking himself with the juice.

"Umm, interesting. How is the boy."

"Almost as good as his father, but not as long lasting."

"That is a problem that I can solve." He pulled her down to his cock and she straddled him like she had Scott. "So how big is he?"

"Hung like a fucking horse, just like his dad." She moaned pushing up and down on him. He held her hips and pushed her harder against him.

"Em," he brought her too his lips, "I love you, don't ever forget that."