The Reprieve Ch. 02

"And you know about us," smiled Jason.

"Nobody else knows, right?" Bax sounded nervous.

"Not from us," Valerie answered reassuringly.

"Then no one knows, honey," Tracey said. "Val is the only one I trusted with that. She and Jason just started their new relationship. That's why I invited them over today. We can share a bond and none of us has to feel completely alone with our little secret."

"So you set this up?" Jason asked his mother. She just shrugged. "On the one hand, that's kind of scary. On the other hand," he shrugged, "I guess I appreciate it."

"Me, too," smiled Baxter. "You have no idea how hard it's been not to tell you, dude. First, you're my best friend and this is one of the biggest and best things ever to happen to me. On the other hand, I'm having this amazing sex and I can't even tell anyone."

Everyone laughed. "I wish I could say the same," said Tracey, "But I've been telling Val for a long time. I couldn't keep it in."

"You knew?" asked Baxter. "How long?"

"A few months," Valerie answered.

"And that's what got you thinking about us?" Jason asked. Valerie nodded. He turned to Tracey. "I owe you one."

"I just may collect on that," she said with a wink.

"Okay," Jason said, pushing himself up to sit on the side of the pool, "How did you guys get started?"

"I don't know when mom started thinking about me, but I started noticing how hot she was when I was about twelve. I guess you could call it a crush at first. I just thought she was pretty and kind, and no other girls ever paid me any attention. You remember how small I was. Dena Grey turned me down for the fall dance in eighth grade and I was crying about it. Remember when I got that call from Melissa telling me that Dena liked me and was hoping I'd ask her to the dance?" Jason nodded. "Well, anyway, I came home crushed and mom took care of me and made me feel better. From then on, we just kept getting closer. Like, mom and son closer, not the other way. But she was the only woman I wanted."

"I was surprised myself when I started having a different kind of feeling for Bax," Tracey added. "Like he said, we started growing closer, but when he was a junior something clicked. I saw him differently, but I couldn't explain why. I think he started to fill out and he looked like his dad when I had first met him, rugged, muscular..." She shook her head with a smile. "One evening I came home from a rough day dealing with an adjustment with the divorce, and Greg's lawyers were all over me, trying to renegotiate things that had been settled years ago, regarding paying for Baxter's college. I was a mess and Bax took me to dinner and comforted me and told me we would work it out. He was so strong and caring and I realized what kind of young man he was. Before I knew it I had kissed him and he didn't hesitate in kissing me back. All my thoughts and feelings poured out as we talked, and his feelings matched my own in a lot of ways. That night we made love for the first time and it was pretty amazing," she said, smiling at Baxter, who smiled back, nodding. "And now here we are. And I can honestly say I've never been happier."

"We were wondering for ourselves," asked Jason, "About the future. You know, meeting someone else and having kids."

"Well," Tracey sighed, "We've talked about that. A lot. And we don't know how to answer that for ourselves either. Right now we love each other very much. No one has really shown much interest in either one of us. One day that may change, and we'll have to deal with it, I'm sure, but we try not to think too much about it right now."

All four fell silent for a moment as they realized that their relationships would change at some point in the future. Soon enough, Baxter jumped out of the pool, pulling himself up onto the side and saying, "I think what we need is more margarita and some nachos!" The response was enthusiastic by all four, anxious to change their mood back to the fun they had been having just a few minutes before.

"Nice ass, baby!" yelled Tracey as he walked away. Everyone laughed when he stuck it out ands shook it at her.

"I think I'll help him out," said Valerie, climbing out of the pool. She looked at Tracey, who winked at her.

"So, Jason..." Tracey said, drawing his attention from his mother's ass and gliding toward him. "I liked getting a taste of that cock."

He cleared his throat and she eased between his knees. "That was nice," he said.

She ran her hands up his thighs. "How about you let me have another taste while Val and Bax are in the house? And I would love to get some of what you gave your mom."

"What? Are you serious? What about Baxter?"

"Don't worry about him." She caressed his growing shaft. "He'll be fine." She buried Jason's cock in her mouth and sucked him as it grew. He moaned and gripped the edge of the pool while she sucked on him.

"Oh, my god, Tracey. You're incredible," he groaned.

"Mmmm, I'm glad you like it." She straightened back up and continued to stroke him lightly. "Unfortunately, I can't let you come. I made a deal with Val."

"A deal?"

"Mmhmm." She nodded. "I can do whatever I want with you, but she gets all your cum." She leaned in closer and whispered, "Guess what? I made the same deal with her about Bax."

He looked toward the house. "You mean they could be in there... together?"

"If I know Baxter...and if I know your mother, then yes. What do you say, Jason?" She hopped up onto the edge of the pool beside him. "Want to give me a little of that tongue?"

"Love to," he said, dropping into the water. She giggled and scooted forward so that her pussy was right at the edge of the pool and she leaned back on her hands. Jason immediately set to work on tasting his best friend's mother for the first time. She didn't taste all that different from his mother, he thought, of course starting with the pool water that coated her and then her natural juices taking on a more musky taste. He loved it. The first time he had eaten a pussy he had to will himself to do it. But he quickly associated her pleasure and the enthusiasm of her return investment with the taste and he now craved it; it was one of the things he honestly loved to do.

And it showed. Tracey was thoroughly enjoying his work and was quickly approaching her release. Her hips were rolling of their own volition, smearing her juices around his mouth, nose, chin and cheeks. With one hand she supported herself and with the other she pinched and pulled at her nipples, alternating as she wished. Her climax hit her hard with a squeal and groan, showing her appreciation for his attention to her clitoris.

"Oh, wow," she breathed, smiling euphorically and shaking her head. "Valerie is one lucky woman."

Jason had dipped his mouth under the surface and rubbed it to rinse her juices off before he stood between her legs again. "You taste a lot like her," he said with a smile. "And I love her taste."

"You're sweet," Tracey said, kissing him gently and letting her tongue trace his upper lip before combing his hair over his ears.

"Your mom sure seems to like his tongue," Valerie said quietly as Baxter eased his cock in and out of her smoothly. She didn't want to be heard through the open kitchen window as she looked out, bent over the sink.

"It looked like he loved that pussy, too," Baxter groaned, trying to maintain control. "I know it's delicious." His dick pulsed at the thought of tasting her.

"It sure is," Valerie said without thinking, watching as Tracey kissed Jason before combing his hair over his ear.

"What?" Baxter asked excitedly, stopping his movement into her.

Valerie cursed under her breath. "I said I'm sure it is."

"No, you said 'It sure is.'"

"Baxter."

"You've tasted her, haven't you?" he asked, pushing his cock all the way in until his balls rested against her clit. "You've tasted my mom's pussy."

"Baxter," she pleaded, "Don't—"

"I won't say anything. I just want to know." He pulled back and began thrusting smoothly, but with a little more urgency than before.

"Okay," she sighed, pushing up a little and looking over her shoulder. "I've tasted her. I've buried my tongue in that sweet snatch and I loved it."

"Fuck," he grunted, picking up the pace, his cock throbbing.

"No, Bax!" she whispered excitedly, pulling quickly off of him. "Remember what I said. No coming." She had turned to face him and had a hand on his chest.

"Please, Val, I need to. God, I want to come in you so bad." He looked desperate.

She thought for a second and shook her head in disbelief at her own offer. "Tell you what. If you can control yourself, maybe I'll see if I can talk your mom into a little show for you boys." She gave a sexy smile and circled his chest with her finger.

"Are you serious?! Like you and my mom? Together?"

"IF she agrees, then yes."

"Holy shit!"

"Sshhhh!" she shushed him, looking out the window at Tracey and Jason, who were both now in the pool kissing and talking. They didn't seem to have heard him.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking out the window to see if he had been heard. "All I have to do is not come and I'll get to watch you and mom?" Valerie nodded, excited at the prospect. "I'll do my best."

"If you blow... you blow your chance," she said with a smile at her clever pun.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good," she said, turning around. "Now reach around and rub my clit while you fuck me. Just because you can't come, doesn't mean I don't get to."

Without another word, Baxter pressed back into her and fucked her steadily, the full length of his hard, fat shaft gliding in and out while he played with her clit as she directed him. Her orgasm hit her after only a couple of minutes and Baxter withdrew immediately after she finished so that he could control his own orgasm, not wanting to miss the show Jason's mother had offered.

A couple of minutes later she and Baxter walked out onto the patio.

"Hey! Where are the nachos?" asked Jason.

"Oops," shrugged Valerie.

"I was really looking forward to those," he complained.

"Don't give me that," his mother laughed. "I know you already ate."

Jason looked sheepish while everyone else laughed. After a moment of seeing that everyone else was okay with it, he felt a little better and laughed with a shrug.

"I'm just kidding," smiled Valerie. "I just figured Tracey could help me make them while you boys cooled down."

"Sure. I can help," said Tracey, a brief look of confusion on her face as she climbed the stairs out of the pool.

"What was that about?" asked Tracey as Valerie closed the patio door.

"I need a favor," Valerie said nervously.

"Okay?"

"Baxter and I were in here... um..."

"Fucking. Go on."

"Oh. Okay. You knew?"

"Of course," she laughed. She stood in front of the sink and looked out the window. "And I bet you stood right here and watched Jason and me while you did it, too."

"Yes." Valerie looked a little sheepish. She suddenly sputtered, "But he didn't come! I swear!"

"It's okay, Val. I trust you." Tracey crossed her arms and leaned against the sink. "So what's this favor?"

"Well, in order to keep Baxter from coming, I made a deal with him..."

******

"I hope you don't mind my saying so, dude, but your mom has a sweet pussy," Baxter said, hitting the volleyball over the net

"I'd argue if I could. Your mom's is pretty tasty, too." Jason returned the shot in a high arc.

"Don't I know it? Man, I'm so glad we can talk about this stuff now. You have no idea how hard it has been not being able to tell anyone."

"I'm glad, too." Jason caught the ball and held it. "Are you cool if your mom does stuff with me?"

"I am if you're cool with yours doing stuff with me."

"Don't get mad, but I kind of think it would be cool to double up on them."

"That would be so cool!"

Jason served the ball again, excited to have his friend's permission to fuck his mom. He'd always thought Tracey was hot and now that he's had a taste, he wanted more. Baxter was just as excited. Even though he had already had his cock in Valerie, the thought of banging her together filled his mind with ideas.

"Nachos!" called Tracey, carrying a tray with a platter of nachos and some small plates. The boys turned to see Tracey, still naked, carrying the platter, and Valerie, also still naked, carrying a large pitcher filled with margarita.

Valerie poured the drinks as the boys made their way up the stairs and out of the pool. Each son kissed his mother on the cheek, their proud erections bobbing in front of them.

"Oh, honey, we need to put on some more sunscreen," said Valerie. As Jason and Baxter served themselves nachos on the smaller plates, Valerie and Tracey rubbed sunscreen on their backs, over their asses and down their legs. They put the plates down when their mothers worked on the front, starting at the shoulders and working the glistening oil down their bodies to their groins. Both mothers gently coated the shafts and balls of their sons, to sighing approval and throbbing erection.

"Good enough," said Tracey, standing from before her son. "Eat up, boys," she added as Valerie stood.

"I made the margaritas a little stronger," Valerie said. "I hope that's okay." Their sons each took a glass from her as Tracey unrolled the table's umbrella to keep the boys, the margaritas, and the nachos in the shade.

"Valerie, honey, it looks like you need more sunscreen, too."

She turned to look at Tracey and said, "You're looking a little pink yourself, Trace."

"I am?" she looked at down at herself. "Maybe a little."

"We don't want that," answered Valerie, pouring some sunscreen in her hand before handing the tube to Tracey and rubbing her hands together. Tracey turned around and poured oil into her own hand and set the tube on the table before rubbing her hands together. Valerie began coating her friend's neck and shoulders in oil before Tracey interrupted her.

"Val, you're going to burn if you don't get some sunscreen on." She turned and began coating Valerie's shoulders and upper chest with the lotion while Baxter watched, getting a hint at what was going on. The women ignored them as they continued coating each other's shoulders and arms, standing face-to-face.

Baxter continued to watch, enthralled, hoping that what was happening was the fulfillment of the deal he had made with Valerie. He bumped Jason's arm with his elbow, causing a loaded chip to fall into Jason's lap.

"Dude, what the hell?" He looked up and Baxter, still looking at their mothers, was pointing to them. Jason looked over and a tingle of excitement traveled to his groin. He groaned in appreciation at the site of his mother and the porcelain redhead caressing each other five feet away.

"I don't want you to burn," Tracey said seductively, slathering a gloss of oil across Valerie's breasts. Valerie's eyes closed in pleasure. It had been a long time since Tracey had touched her like this. "Don't let me burn, either," she continued. Valerie opened her eyes to see Tracey looking at her with one eyebrow raised. Valerie smiled and drizzled a line of oil across the top of her best friend's chest. She watched, rapt, as the oil dripped down in vertical lines along the contours of Tracey's perfect breasts.

Valerie rubbed the oil gently into Tracey's skin, bringing a sigh from her friend as both ladies played gently with the breasts of the other. Tracey was practically dripping from Valerie's touch and she suspected, rightly, that Val was dripping as well. Tracey turned Val around and rubbed oil over her shoulders and back, working her way down as she knelt behind her. She spent a considerable amount of time squeezing and rubbing Valerie's glorious ass. Tracey appreciated the quiet moans coming from her friend's throat, but she appreciated even more the bright pink lips and asshole that spread open when she pulled the cheeks apart for a moment before letting them go to settle quickly into place. She soon moved to her legs and ran her freshly-oiled hands along her calves, feet and thighs, moving back up to her hips.

"My turn," she said, standing and turning around. Valerie snapped out of her relaxed arousal, remembering what she and Tracey had discussed while they made margaritas and nachos. Valerie picked up a glass and poured Tracey a margarita. Tracey took it with thanks and turned back around. Valerie oiled her hands and worked the oil down Tracey's back, ass, and legs, taking her time as Tracey had.

When Tracey turned around Valerie poured herself a margarita and they both took a moment to drink from their glasses before setting them down. Valerie settled onto her knees in front of Tracey and Tracey poured oil into Valerie's hand. Val began at Tracey's breasts and smoothed oil into them again before working her way down to her stomach and thighs. Without a word she worked the oil into her skin, moving toward her pussy. Tracey gasped when her friend ran her hands through her labia. Both boys moaned at the sight and Valerie and Tracey both knew they were in total control of their sons.

Val dragged her finger back through as she stood before reaching for her margarita again and taking a drink. Tracey knelt in front of her and repeated Val's actions. This time instead of standing up when she was finished, she kissed Val's thighs and up her stomach through her cleavage and to her lips. Jason and Baxter watched their mothers kiss and Jason knew that if his cock had ever been harder, he couldn't remember when.

"That's so hot," he said.

"Drink up, boys," Tracey said, still standing in Val's embrace. "We're just getting started."

Baxter couldn't believe Val had talked his mother into giving them a show. He wasn't complaining, obviously, but he was very surprised. He thought Valerie was just shooting her mouth off to keep him from coming in her. But now here he was, watching his mother and her friend kissing and rubbing suntan oil all over each other. And he watched his own mother kissing up the front of her naked best friend and now her hands were caressing Val's hips.

"Holy shit, mom!" Baxter exclaimed. "I can't believe what I'm seeing."

"Aww, what's the matter, honey?" she asked, walking toward him. "Did you want a taste of her first?" she asked before cocking her head a little to the side and reconsidering. "Or did you already have one?"

"No," he said, shaking his head. Valerie sipped her Margarita as she listened to the exchange. She looked over at Jason and winked. Baxter continued. "We just... uh..."

"Fucked, honey," Valerie said. "The word you're looking for is 'fucked."' She looked back to Jason and smiled.

He smiled back and saluted her with his glass. "Here's to fucking," he said.

"To fucking," added Tracey, lifting her glass from the table before taking another sip. She was glad she had made it a little stronger than the first batch. She was feeling the buzz of the alcohol mixed with her arousal. She made a noise as she swallowed the mouthful of margarita and then set her glass back on the table as she turned to Valerie. "Now, where were we?"

"Right here," Val offered, extending her hand and setting her glass on the low table next to the lounge chairs. Tracey took her hand and drifted into Valerie's arms and they immediately began kissing again, running their hands over each other. Valerie pulled back a little and bent down to take Tracey's nipple into her mouth.

All four lovers groaned when she did that. Valerie had not had Tracey's nipple in her mouth in a long time and was finally able to taste her again, enjoying the small, rubbery nub between her lips and batting at it with her tongue as she sucked. Sizzling impulses fired from Tracey's nipple to her stomach and crotch, making her pussy moisten even more. She wondered if Valerie was very wet.

Val yelped around Tracey's nipple when she felt her hand stroking her pussy. She gasped and pulled her head back a little when Tracey pinched her clit lightly. Tracey bent down and took Valerie's nipple in her mouth briefly, again running her hand back and forth along her labia before standing and pulling Valerie toward a lounge chair.