Tommy John & Joan Cross Boundaries

Over the next few weeks following Joan's party, John prepared me to be a bottom, so we could enjoy each other completely. The other guys in the flat now knew that we were lovers, so there was no need for any secrecy.

I had also seen Anne again. I told her about John, and she said she knew anyway, as she had seen John sucking my cock at the party! I hadn't had time to contact Joan, however, and was wondering whether I should, when, as quite often happens, the phone rang, and it was Joan calling.

"Hi Joan," I said, "You might not believe this, but I was just thinking of calling you. I loved your party, and have been thinking about you."

"Hello Tommy, that's nice. I was thinking about you also. In fact its been keeping me warm at night, but I'd rather it was you! How about we get together sometime?"

"Well that would certainly be nice." I answered, "But can I ask you a question first. Did you know I was John's flatmate when we came to your party?"

Joan was a bit hesitant, "Well yes darling but he had told me how sweet you were, and I thought it would be nice to meet you."

"And do you know that John and I are now lovers?" I spoke into the phone quietly.

"No darling, I didn't" she said, "but that's so nice. I know you'll have great fun together! But I'd still like to see you if that's ok with both of you!"

I thought for a moment, but Joan was still up there at the front of my thoughts. "Its ok with me, Joan, but I'll need to check with John first."

"Ok Tommy darling," she said, "why don't you ask him and give me a call back?"

I somehow knew that John wouldn't mind (especially since he didn't mind me fucking his mum at the party!).

As I thought, he was Ok with it, and even said I should bring her up to the flat, at the weekend.

The weekend came. I thought a bit about planning things to avoid awkward circumstances, but gave up, and decided to play it by ear. I thought that we should probably go out for dinner and drinks at a small restaurant, just round the corner from the flat.

Joan arrived at the flat around 4pm. John greeted her at the door, and brought her through. I kissed her on the cheek politely, and we sat down together for a coffee.

We chatted for a while, and Joan said how pleased she was that John and I were in a relationship. John said thanks, but he knew that Joan and I had already intended to see each other, and he didn't want to interfere with that.

It was only after that, that John raised a possible problem. "Tommy, I should have remembered earlier, but I've just realised that I've promised my room to Graham, (another flatmate) for tonight, so his parents could visit from England."

"Well look, I said, I can get a hotel room for us tonight if you like, John."

Joan patted my thigh and smiled, "Dont be silly," she said, "I'm sure we can sort something out here, even if I have to sleep on the floor."

"No, we cant have that," I said.

"Well we can discuss it over dinner," John said, "I think there are some sleeping bags in the flat."

Before dinner, John had opened a couple of bottles of prosecco, so all three of us were getting pretty pissed, even before we went out.

With both Joan and John in my company, my desires were a bit confused, especially with Joan feeling my cock under the table. John wasn't quite so sneaky, but when we went to the loo together, we couldn't help having a lingering kiss, with a promise of more later.

At the table, the conversation began to drift back towards the party. I cant quite remember who started it, but both Joan and John were being a little mischievous. Joan asked me if I'd been surprised that the women were pantyless.

I replied, "Well, it was a bit unusual."

"You certainly seemed to appreciate Angela, if I recall?" smiled Joan. "In fact I'm told that John got a bit involved in that too."

"Mother, stop trying to embarass Tommy." said John.

"Its ok John," I said, "I absolutely loved you sucking my cock, and I loved sucking Allan!" I grinned back at Joan.

"Oh well," said Joan, "I suppose I should be grateful just to have had some time with you Tommy!"

"Yes", I said with a smile, and took Joan's hand. "You were amazing Joan, I loved your party, and our time together." But I have John's approval to see more of you. I kissed Joan lovingly and squeezed her hand.

To my slight surprise, John leaned over and kissed his mother on the lips. "See mum, I told you Tommy was fine with everything."

Joan kissed him back, and lingered a little. "I knew you two would be good together," she said, "and I'm thrilled that I can be with you both."

"We're really happy too Mum," said John, "aren't we Tommy?"

"Yes John," I said, kissing him, then Joan, both deeply.

By the time dessert arrived we were all well oiled, and getting more and more amorous. The subject of sleeping arrangements came up. I said that we needed to decide.

Joan came back immediately. "Look, there's no need for anybody to be uncomfortable. I can share your bed. Tommy can sleep in the middle. Its quite a big bed. John immediately said that it would be ok, and I said it was fine with me, thinking more about my own selfish pleasures, than any problems with mother and son.

It was quite late when we arrived back at the flat, and the others had already gone to bed. We decided to go straight to bed.

Its fair to say, that although I'd had a lot to drink, the prospect of sleeping between two of my lovers was definitely moving my cock.

We made no formal agreement, but all decided to sleep in underwear. Joan was wearing black bra and panties, and I could see she was already very hard. John had a pair of seamless briefs on, and I had a white thong.

I got into bed first, then Joan and John on each side of me. John had put the lights out. Despite our good intentions I think we were all very aroused. John had immediately dived under the covers, and my thong disappeared quickly as he licked my cock and balls, then took my cock in his mouth.

At the same time Joan began kissing me, and I took her bra and pants off, pushing my finger into her smooth wet cunt. If there was a heaven this must have been it.

Although it was an old flat, the walls were not very thick, so we were aware that we had to be quiet, especially with one of our flatmate's parents staying.

As Joan was kissing me, and my finger was moving deeper into her, she began to moan in pleasure. I could feel her move on top of me, and stretch her arm over. She reached under John and took his cock in her hand. At the same time, John moved nearer to me, allowing her to begin wanking him.

Oh my god, I couldn't pretend it was a complete surprise, since I had felt the vibes between them. I thought at first that I would be shocked, but I knew that what I was feeling now was simply pure excitement. The chances of seeing a mother and son fucking each other, let alone sleeping with them, must be almost nil. I knew that society didn't approve, but I was ecstatic with sexual anticipation.

I whispered to Joan, "Do you want John tonight, darling?"

She whispered back, "Oh please, if you dont mind. We love each other's bodies, and cant resist."

John was straddling me so I took his hand and moved it on to Joan's cunt. He kissed me and whispered, "Thank you Tommy, I really need to have her."

As John began to mount his mother, I felt an urgent need to watch. They said OK to put the lights on, so I did. They were both naked by now and John's cock was inside Joan, while they kissed passionately. I don't think I've ever been so excited, other than when climaxing myself.

I sat on the bed and Joan took my cock and wanked me. John was getting up steam and the bed was groaning, as he rammed his mother with his hot, rock hard penis.

I moved behind John and started to lick his crack. He cried "Yes, do me Tommy," and I mounted him. He was already thrusting quite fast, but slowed down long enough for me to spit into his hole, and get half way in.

Joan whispered to me, "Tommy, are you fucking my boy?"

I whispered back, "Mmmh yes, Joan. He's lovely. He has such a big cock. I want to fuck his arse all night as well. Is that Ok with you mummy?"

Joan was moaning and grunting, as John was fucking her to bits, with some of my added weight. "Yes, fuck him, fuck him, then fuck me mmmmh!"

"Joan," I whispered, " Do you let your little boy put his cock into your arsehole as well?"

She whispered back "Yes Tommy, I love him in me anyway, and I'd love you too that way, mmmmh!"

I wanted to watch them again, and asked Joan to suck him off. They both agreed, despite the interruption to their fuck. Joan straddled him, and took his cock, which was now dripping in their mutual precum, into her mouth.

She was desperate for him to cum. She massaged his balls and pulled him firmly into her mouth, licking and sucking in a frenzy, til he came. It was truly amazing. Joan held him in her mouth, refusing to let him withdraw, til every last jet had come from his convulsing body. Then, she lay back and swallowed the cum slowly, sighing and physically shrinking, as her beautiful body relaxed.

It was my turn next. John rubbed her cunt roughly, to reawaken her desire, then I mounted her with force, driving in and out of her gaping vagina and sucking her nipples violently. I was so aroused that it only lasted minutes, until I burst into her with a huge volume of semen. John helped me lick it out of her juicy cunt, then all three of us fell heavily on to the bed.

When I awoke next morning, I wondered, for a moment, whether I had imagined what I remembered from last night, but it soon became obvious that it had happened. I pulled the sheets back and I could see that John and Joan had just had another fuck. John's semen was still oozing from Joan's cunt and was shining on John's cock, and abdomen.

Obviously they were pretending to be asleep. I knelt back on the bed and began to lick them. It was still hot! They began to laugh, but I was clearly aroused. John pushed me onto my back and quickly inserted his cock into my mouth, while Joan mounted me with her hot wet cunt.

"So," John said, "We thought you'd like a bit of morning fun! In fact we were wondering if we could stay here all day! And in the meantime we thought you might like to hear our story?"

I managed to speak, although not far from a climax, " Oh God yes, all day, all weekend if you like. And yes, I need to hear your story. Mmmmh yes!" I came into Joan and John filled my mouth with his cum.

I decided to get us some coffee and toast from the kitchen, then returned to the room and sat on the bed, waiting to hear the story of John and Joan.

John began, "The first thing I should say is that my dad has been gay for years, and moved out of the house a long time ago. He has always come back for mum's parties, however, so you met him at our house.

When I was growing up, my mum arranged the usual kids parties, but I was never aware of the adult events. Conveniently, my mum always found something for me to do on these weekends, that involved me staying over at a friend's or with my aunt.

My mum didn't let me go to the parties until I was 20. When I was allowed to go, she still wouldn't allow my girlfriend to come, but by then she had explained that there was a lot of sex, and my girlfriend probably wouldn't approve. I agreed, but still wanted to go.

Needless to say, I was a bit shocked at what I saw, including my mum having sex with other men, and women. A friend of my mum, of similar age, seduced me pretty quickly, and I became hooked on the sexual freedom available.

Towards the end of the evening, however, I saw my mum dancing with a very skimpy babydoll nightie, and it stirred me. She saw me looking, and came over to me. She said it was time she had a dance with her big son. We both had had quite a lot to drink, but I tried not to dance too close. After a minute or two, however, the feel and smell of her was too much for me, I'm afraid, and she felt my erection against her leg. She just giggled, and said she must have brought me up well.

I laughed, and continued dancing, but I couldn't get it down. My mum held me closer, and told me not to worry, that nobody would see, as long as we stayed in the dark room and danced together. It was doubly difficult of course, since I was only wearing seamless briefs at that point.

As we danced, I just became more and more excited, until my mum kissed me, and I kissed her back, with my tongue far down her throat! She whispered to me to follow her out of the room, to her bedroom, which was lockable. We went into it in darkness, locked the door, and kissed again. This time we both touched each other. She asked me if I knew what I was doing, and said that, if we did it, no one must ever know. I said that I understood, that I loved her, and wanted to be inside her. Within minutes, I had my cock inside her, and my life was changed. I can't imagine a better lover.

It was Joan's turn to speak. She said that she didn't have much to add, although if anyone was to blame, it was her, as she had become highly oversexed by the parties, and couldn't resist younger men, even her son. It wasn't meant to happen, but she was weak willed, and his erection took her to another planet.

After their first sex they had discussed the dangers of exposure, and each other's feelings about it, but had both wanted to continue, on the basis that it was nobody else's business, and they loved each other.

After listening to their story, I felt glad to have heard it, and was not judgemental in the least. I understood the need for secrecy and agreed that we should continue our relationship, but be very careful.

On that point, I suggested that staying in bed all day might arouse the suspicions of our other flatmates. As an alternative, I booked two of us into a nearby hotel, with the other 'just visiting'. We had our showers then, and prepared ourselves for the afternoon. Check in time was 2o'clock. I could hardly wait to be with them again!