The Sitter Ch. 01

"Oh God, yes, fuck me Bill," she gasped. "I want to feel all of you inside me."

I thrust deeper, feeling her shift and accommodate me as I went deeper, and then I reached a wall, the head of my cock cresting against the roof of her womb. That was a trigger that set her off once more, and she gave a triumphant cry, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a velvet vise, her body going rigid and shivering beneath me. In response, I felt my cock lurch and throb and a sudden stab of intense pleasure at the base of my cock -- and then I erupted deep within her, jet after jet of cum blasting from my cock into her womb. She shivered and came again, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly as her legs tightened around my waist.

At last I fell away, gasping for breath, my cock pulling itself from her sheathe with a wet, sucking sound.

"The worst part," Karen gasped, putting her hands on her belly. "I hate feeling empty." She rolled over on top of me, sweat dampened locks of hair falling on my face as she kissed me. "That was beautiful, my young man. You fuck like a volcano."

I laughed. "I don't know about that," I said, "but I agree about the beautiful part." I tugged a stray lock of hair behind her ear to look her in the eye. "Uh, Karen'"

"Yes, Bill'"

"Was that. . . uh. . . a one time thing'"

She smiled and gave me a peck on my cheek. "Of course not," she said. "Why, you ready to go again'"

"Let me catch my breath first," I said, "and then, yeah."

She laughed and sat up, tits bobbing hypnotically. "Then let's relax in the Jacuzzi until you get your strength back," she suggested. The Jacuzzi was in the master bath, off of Mom's room. I'd soaked in it a few times after long hikes or a day spent biking in the hills around the house, but I'd never shared the hot tub with a beautiful naked woman.

"Okay," I said, reaching down to pick my glasses up off the floor. I didn't remember losing them, but had to admit it could have happened any time during the melee. As Karen rose and the bed shifted beneath me, I reached for my pants.

"Don't bother," Karen said, bouncing out of my room, the globes of her tight little ass flexing as she left. I looked around, and shook my head. Running around my house without any clothes on wasn't something I normally did, but then this was turning out to be anything but a normal night. I hopped to my feet and followed her down the hall, into my mother's room. The door to the master bath was open, and I could hear water running already.

I felt more than a little self-conscious walking through my mother's room without wearing a stitch and a semi-hard cock waggling around, particularly when I passed the mirror and saw myself, framed by my mother's bed and her dresser. I blushed, not only at the situation, but also because I found myself remembering the time I sneaked into Mom's room and went through her drawers, checking out her bras and panties. I had to admit, seeing Mom sunbathing by the side of the pool had gotten me curious. Still, I preferred the way I'd discovered Karen's measurements: hands on.

I heard water splashing, and hurried into the bathroom. Karen had settled into the rapidly filling hot tub, and gave me a welcoming smile as I entered. I remembered to slip off my glasses, settling them gently on the counter by the sink, and then stepped into the water, wincing slightly at the heat. Karen splashed me. "Don't be such a baby," she said.

"Do I look like a baby'" I said, bending low and tweaking a nipple. She swatted my hand away, but snuggled up when I sat down next to her. I cupped her breasts as she nuzzled my neck and nipped at my chin. We kissed, tongues dueling, as our hands roamed over one another's bodies. I cupped her ass, squeezed and kneaded her flesh, massaged her thighs and played with her tits. Her nipples tasted like strawberries, and I covered every inch of her breasts with kisses. I dropped a hand into her lap and cupped her mound, teasing those folds with a finger or two. In return, she stroked my lengthening rod and cupped my swollen balls.

We played in the water for a while, touching and kissing and caressing, luxuriating in the feel of the water and our own bodies. In a way, this was more special than the sex. The physical feelings weren't as intense, but the emotional connection was stronger. There was genuine affection at work, rather than simple hormones, and I started to believe a twenty-eight year old knockout could have real feelings for an eighteen-year-old geek. I knew the opposite was true, but it was in the hot tub that I actually started to believe Karen really liked me.

Seems dumb, doesn't it' But up until then all my sexual knowledge had come from the occasional porno seen at a friend's house, or late-night viewing on Cinemax, or the occasional naughty story or picture on the web. I thought sex was something men and women just did, without any necessary emotional commitment. I mean, my dad ran off with his secretary, you know' So it was very nice, in the aftermath of that first furious fuck, to be able to relax and just be with Karen for a little while.

Still, it wasn't long before my cock was hard as an iron bar once more, pressed against Karen's thigh. Karen's nipples, hard as diamonds, scraped against my chest as we kissed, and I left her lips to play with her tits for a while. Karen kneaded the back of my head as I did and pushed her breasts into my face. I licked and sucked as much of her breasts as I possibly could, and Karen moaned and sighed as I did. "My tits are so sensitive," she said, "and you know all the right spots to hit."

"Not too difficult," I murmured between kisses. "Nipples kind of stand out."

She laughed. "Most guys would stop there," she sighed.

"Well, you taste so good all over," I said, licking the valley between her pendulous mammaries. I yelped as she grabbed my dick and gave it a squeeze.

"I have a treat for you," she said.

"More' This whole night has been better than a 'treat' so far."

She grinned. "You'll like this, Bill. I promise. Stand up." I did as she asked, water pouring down my body into the bubbling pool of the hot tub. Karen left her hand on my dick, and the motion caused it to angle away from my stomach towards her face. She gave it a quick peck on the tip that made the purple head swell in anticipation. Karen rose to her knees in the water so that her heavy breasts were parallel with my swollen cock. "I think you're just big enough to fully enjoy this," she said, giving my cock another kiss, this time using her tongue to tease the hole and taste my precum.

Releasing my cock, she hefted her tits and pressed them against my cock, wrapping them around my hardness, enveloping my dick in hot, spongy titflesh. The tip of my prick peeked out from between her breasts, allowing her to bestow another French kiss upon the head. Instantly I began to thrust against her, flesh on flesh, the water from the hot tub mixing with my precum and Karen's saliva to create the perfect lubricant. It was different from Karen's cunt, not so tight or hot or powerful, but no less pleasurable. She used her hands to squeeze her breasts and tighten their hold on my cock, and at the apex of each thrust she was able to duck her chin and lash out with her tongue to lick my cockhead. I braced my hands on Karen's shoulders to gain more leverage and increased my pace, fucking her tits with all the speed and force I could muster.

"Mmmm," Karen gasped, "I love a good hard cock between my tits."

My dick pulsed with each thrust, and I could feel the cockhead swell every time her tongue touched me. My balls bounced against the underside of her breasts. Her tits were almost coated with my cream as it practically sprayed from my cock, and my shaft squelched as it slid against Karen's flesh. I could feel the pressure building at the base of my dick. "Oh yes," Karen urged. "Fuck my tits, I want to feel your cum all over me."

"Oh my god," I groaned. "I'm going to cum any second!"

"Yes!" Karen moaned. She pressed her tits even tighter against me, creating a warm, slick vise. Tongue and lips pressed against my cockhead, and the cum churned in my balls, waiting for release. My cock swelled, so hard that I thought it might snap, yet still I assaulted her tits. My balls contracted, tight as a fist, and my cock expanded, the spongy head turning dark purple and doubling in size. "Yes," Karen said again, "spray your cum!"

I groaned, feeling the first charge begin at the base of my cock, and I cried out, without thinking. "Here it comes, Karen!" She squealed in delight as my cock surged from her cleavage and its eye winked at her.

The bathroom door creaked open as the first jet of cum sprayed from my cock and splashed against Karen's cheek. Another followed right behind it, splattering against Karen's lips and chin. My eyes widened in shock and my heart would have skipped a beat had my body not been engrossed in one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Another jet of cum arced from the tip of my cock to land on Karen's breastbone, dripping down the slope of her breast, and my mother stepped into the room.

Karen didn't see her, intent on my spraying cock, and I was too shocked to move or react; my dick lurched between Karen's cum splattered her tits.

"You taste so good, Bill," Karen moaned, licking my still leaking cock.

"Does he'" my mother asked, hooking a lock of blonde hair behind one ear and regarding us both coldly.

Water splashed over the edge of the tub as Karen surged to her feet, knocking me onto my ass. My cock deflated, and I managed the presence of mind to cover myself with my hands. Karen didn't bother, standing proud and dripping wet in the middle of the hot tub, a slightly chagrinned look on her cum splattered face. Mom's full lips quirked into a hint of a smile.

"Janine," Karen began, as a ribbon of semen dripped from her chin and landed on the upper slope of her right breast, "I can explain."

"Jumped the gun a little, didn't you'" Mom asked, shrugging out of her jacket. The heat in the room caused her blouse to stick to her prodigious curves, and I caught a glimpse of a dark bra beneath the pale shirt.

"What'" I gasped. The other two ignored me.

Mom reached out with two fingers and scraped my cum off of Karen's cheek. My cock started to retain it's previous girth as Mom brought those fingers to her lips and sucked them into her mouth. "You're right about one thing," Mom said, licking her lips, "my son does taste good." Mom finally turned to look at me. "How are you feeling honey' A bit confused'"

"Uh, yeah," I said, trying to hide my erection.

Mom's eyes widened, taking in my ineffectual efforts. "Confused, but still excited, huh'"

I nodded dumbly.

Mom leaned over to Karen and brushed her lips against the other woman's, once more licking up the remains of my orgasm. My dick was so hard at this point that it hurt.

"Karen and I have known for a while that you've had a crush on her," Mom began, pausing between sentences to kiss my cum off of Karen's body. Karen's head fell back and she regarded my mother with half-lidded eyes and a familiar, lazy smile as my mom explained. "A few weeks ago, Karen mentioned to me that she was having similar feelings about you. At first I was shocked, but then I tried to look at you through the eyes of a young woman, and I began to understand how Karen felt. I've also noticed you peeking at my body when I'm sunbathing or swimming, and it occurred to me that Karen and I could both have some fun with you." She turned away from Karen, licking her lips.

"I confessed my own feelings to Karen, and she was excited by the prospect of us two horny old broads seducing a virile young man like you." She gave Karen a playful slap on the left breast, adding, "But it appears Karen was a bit more horny than I. The original plan was to wait until I got home tonight -- about now -- and sit you down and explain all this to you, so that, hopefully, you wouldn't freak out. I knew you'd go for Karen, but I wasn't entirely sure you'd want me as well."

"Mom -- " I started to say automatically, but she cut me off with a shake of her pretty head.

"Of course, after what I just saw upon stepping into the room, I don't think I could take no for an answer."

"I. . . I. . ." I stuttered. My cock throbbed between my hands, thick as a tree trunk and leaking cream already.

"When his brain catches up, Jan, he'll say yes," Karen said. "His cock has already decided things for him."

Mom put a hand on Karen's shoulder and looked me in the eye. "This is going to do terrible things to your development, honey. But it's been so long for me, and I could never do it with someone I didn't love, and your so handsome and attentive, and, Jesus, you've got a big cock -- "

"Yes!" I blurted. Mom's eyes widened, and Karen smirked. "As soon as I hit puberty I've wanted to fuck Karen," I said. "And you, too, Mom. But I never thought it was possible."

As soon as the words left my mouth, Mom stepped toward me and wrapped me in her arms, her large tits mashed against my chest and my throbbing cock wedged against her short skirt. Her mouth found mine and we kissed, not like mother and son, but as lovers. Her mouth tasted faintly of cum, as well as the vanilla flavor of her lipstick and perfume. Her eyes looked into mine, and I saw my love for her reflected in them. Love, and lust as well.

Mom placed her palm against my cheek, pulling away from me. The imprint of my wet body was left upon her clothes, soaking through the thin material and making it virtually transparent. The bra was indeed dark, a burgundy color, and I could see twin dents at the peak of each breast. Mom smiled, looking into my eyes. The gold of her earrings and necklace winked in the light. "I never nursed you, you know," she said. "We were still bottle feeding our kids when you were born. Would you like to try it now'"

I nodded, not trusting my voice. Mom stepped back and began unbuttoning her blouse, kicking off her shoes as she did. Karen eased back into the water beside me. She reached out with one foot and toggled the switch to begin the water bubbling again. I hardly noticed. My mother, my beautiful, vibrant mother, was stripping off her clothes only a foot away from me. I gasped as the blouse fell away, revealing her pendulous breasts -- 36DD I knew -- in the snug burgundy bra. Her yellow bikini was much more revealing, but not nearly as erotic. The tan slopes of her breasts threatened to erupt from the tight brassiere, which pressed the two hemispheres tightly together, fashioning a magnificent cleavage. I heard a zip and a swish as Mom's skirt slid down her legs, revealing a burgundy garter belt framing a high cut pair of panties and holding aloft her dark stockings.

"Your mother has magnificent taste in lingerie," Karen murmured in my ear, nipping lightly at my lobe. Mom shook her head lightly, unsnapped her garter belt and tapes, and began to roll her hose down her long, tanned legs. My mouth was hanging open, and I was afraid I was drooling. Karen cupped my jaw and closed it with an audible click. Her hand then dropped to my lap and began to stroke me.

Mom stood on the mat, naked but for her bra and panties, her taut, tanned body all but revealed. She smiled at me, and, seeing my expression, began to chuckle.

"What'" I said, blushing furiously and feeling my shaft begin to wilt.

Mom shook her head. "I don't think you've ever stared at me so intently, Bill," she explained, eyes gleaming. "When I tell you to clean your room, somehow you don't hear me. When I tell you not to drink the orange juice out of the carton, you do it anyway. But when I get naked and promise to fuck you, suddenly you couldn't possibly be paying more attention."

My cheeks darkened further, and I looked to Karen for support. She just grinned. "The words 'deer' and 'headlights' do come to mind," she said.

"Hey," I interjected, "give me some credit. Just the possibility of a night of hot, passionate love with the two most beautiful women in the world would kill most men. I think I'm doing okay."

Mom jiggled forward and gave me a long, deep, soulful kiss that I returned as best I could. My dick lurched, painfully erect in Karen's hand as my mother's tongue danced with my own. Finally she broke away to gasp for air, and regarded Karen with a proud look. "See what a good son I have'" she said.

"He's amazing," Karen agreed. "Wait until he's inside you -- he's a natural." Mom gave me an appraising look.

"Hey, ladies, I'm not a peace of meat," I grumbled.

"Of course not, honey," Mom said. "That is a peace of meat," she added, reaching into the water to press her palm against the head of my cock. I almost came right there, and I could see from Mom's expression that she enjoyed it nearly as much. "How long I've wanted to do this," she whispered hotly, as her hand encircled my hardness and stroked my girth. Karen moved her own hand to hold the base of my cock as Mom slowly jacked me off. With her free hand Karen tipped my chin in her direction and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me hard. Mom kissed my cheek, my ear, my neck, and then let her tongue out once more to trace the muscle in my throat. All the while her hand flew up and down my cock. Karen's hand left my shaft and cupped my balls, squeezing them gently.

I broke the kiss with Karen and turned to Mom. "Y'know," I said, "it's hardly fair that we're naked and you're not, Mom. Or that we're in the Jacuzzi and you're not." I punctuated my statement by reaching up to cup her bra-encased tits, giving them a little squeeze of their own.

Mom gasped. "Getting a bit aggressive, are we, son'" She kissed me again. "I like that."

She stood back a step and reached behind her back to unhook her bra and let it fall, revealing plump, bronzed breasts that stood proudly on her chest, capped by darkened nipples that were thick as pencil erasers and just as stiff. I could not help but notice the lack of tan lines and my cock throbbed in Karen's hand in response. Mom smiled wickedly at me and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, slipping them down her well-muscled thighs to the floor. Somehow she managed to cover herself with one hand so that I saw nothing of the hidden treasure between her legs. The wicked smile evened out to something almost demure, and Mom moved forward, lifting one leg to step into the hot tub. She balanced easily, swung the other long leg over, and then sat down on the lip of the tub, still cupping her mound with her hand.

"Ready'" Mom asked, and I started, as if awakened from a reverie.

"Yes," I said, mouth dry.

Mom withdrew her hand, and for the first time in my life, I saw my birthplace. A neatly trimmed patch of blond fur hovered above the lips of her pussy, flushed and darkened with passion. Her pussy was open and inviting, pink folds glistening with moisture, and the hard nub of her clitoris peaked out at the apex of her cunt.

"Breath, Bill," Karen told me. "You'll need that oxygen in a little bit."

I found my voice. "Mom, you're so beautiful," I said.

She smiled, ducking her head. "Thank you honey."

"I never knew you sunbathed in the nude," I said, still marveling at my mother's beautiful, bronzed body.

Mom laughed, a deep, throaty sound that made my cock throb. "Of course you didn't, silly. Up until now I wasn't in the habit of showing myself off for you." She smiled, showing neat, even teeth. "I usually do it when I know you'll be gone for a while, on a hike or bike ride in the hills."

"Of course," Karen interjected, "that's going to change."

Mom nodded. "Tonight, everything changes." She slid off the edge of the tub, into the water, her long legs framing my body. Under the water, my turgid cock pointed itself at Mom's cunt. Mom cupped her breasts and teased her nipples with her fingers. "If I don't get someone's lips on me soon, I'll be upset."