“Okay, let’s start easy. I’m going bring my clit right up against yours, and rub our two clits together. There ya go. How does that feel?”
“Oh my God! That feels so sexy and taboo!” Sofia remarked.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet. Just wait ’til I start humping you. It feels fucking awesome. That’s all I can say. My mother and I do this together all the time. She’s a big fan of tribbing, just like I am. But you’ll see for yourself soon enough.”
Jenny began to slowly rock her hips back and forth to rub her pussy back and forth against Sofia’s pussy.
“Do you like this?” Jenny asked.
“It feels great!” Sofia replied.
“Now you see why lesbians do this together a lot. You think this is cool? Just wait ’til I cum all over your pussy. Don’t forget that we’ve both got Carl’s sperm inside our vaginas. And in a few moments, with your permission, I’d like to let gravity–and my vaginal muscles–move some of that sperm from my vagina directly into yours. Does that sound like something exciting that would turn you on?”
“Wow! That’s sure creative of you. And you’re right about the ‘sex being 90% mental’ stuff.”
“I didn’t say that. Carl did. But yes, he’s absolutely right about that. The turn-on factor is almost all mental–not physical.
“So, are you ready for me to cum in your pussy and put some more of Carl’s sperm there, while I’m doing it?”
“Let’s go girl!” Sofia said enthusiastically.
“Okay, so I need you to shift your hips to point your vaginal opening straight up to the cieling, and pull you vagina open with your fingers, so that it looks like a gaping hole.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, that’s perfect. Now, I’m going to mount you and fuck your wide-open vagina with my pussy. Once I get our two pussies pressed together and properly aligned, you shouldn’t need to hold your vagina open with your fingers anymore, unless one of us accidentally gets too excited and pulls us apart. But otherwise, I’ll just continue rocking back and forth until I cum directly into your vagina. It’s gonna be really cool. You’ll see…”
“I can’t take it anymore, ladies!” I eventually announced to the two scissoring women, as I was standing at the foot of the bed, watching the two of them go at it. Of course, they were both so wrapped up in what they were doing to each other that they didn’t even pay any attention to what I had just said to them.
At that point, I was so mentally sexually excited that I had a fully-erect penis between my legs, with transparent pre-cum steadily oozing out of the small piss-hole slit at the tip of my dick. In other words, I knew that I was on the verge of spontaneously orgasming.
I turned towards the bedroom doorway, and I quickly walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the first floor of Mom’s house, where I hoped I would find Mom and Fran still having sex.
But instead, Fran had already left–I assumed to go back to her own house next door. And my mother was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of hot tea. She had her housecoat on, but it was completely unbuttoned and open down the front.
She looked over and saw me coming into the kitchen, buck-naked, with my leaky erection pointing straight at her, and she said to me, “What’s the matter, baby?”
“Mommy,” I said to her, “I need to cum in your pussy so bad I can’t stand it!”
Mother immediately stood up from her chair at the kitchen table, bent over the table at her waist, and reached behind her to pull the back part of her housecoat up over her own back to totally expose her bare butt and her pussy to me. Then she grabbed hold of the edges of the small kitchen table with her hands, I assumed to steady herself for what she knew was about to happen.
Of course, I instantly realized that Mom was “presenting herself” to me, so that I could mount her from behind in a standing position, and fuck her doggie-style. And that’s exactly what I did.
But I was so excited mentally that I didn’t have to thrust in and out of Mom’s pussy at all. I just shoved my leaky, pre-cum dripping dick up into her well-worn vagina, moved it around a little bit until I felt her cervix rub up against the tip of my dick, and then I just kept my dick-shaft at that same angle in relation to her vagina, with my dick-head pressed up snugly against the neck of her womb, and I let my held-back orgasm finally take place, all on it’s own.
And while I was spontaneously pumping my sperm out into the rear pocket of my own mother’s vagina, she kept looking straight ahead in the opposite direction, as she cheered me on, saying things to me like, “That’s it! Let it all out, baby! Mommy loves having your sperm inside her! You make me feel young and attractive again! You’re such a good boy! I couldn’t hope to have a better son! Or a better lover!”
As my sperm-release was finally subsiding, but while I still my dick buried inside my mother’s birth canal, I asked her, “Do you really mean that? I mean, about the ‘lover’ part?”
“Of course I do,” Mom replied. “The truth is you’re a much better lover than your father ever dreamed of being.”
“Wow! I’m truly flattered, Mom,” I said to her, “So then would it be okay with you if I were to move back home permanently and sleep with you every night in your bed?”
“What about Sofia? Don’t you think she’d be a better choice for you as a life partner than me.”
“No, Mom, I don’t. She’s married. Remember?” I said, finally pulling my dick out of Mom’s awesome pussy, backing away and letting her stand back up straight, so that she could turn around and face me.
“Well, how about Jenny, then? I thought you really liked her,” Mom said, reaching down to straighten out her housecoat so that it covered the sides and rear of her body, but she still left the front part wide-open.
“I do like her, Mom,” I said, staring down at Mom’s huge clitoris the whole time that I was talking to her. “I mean, Jenny’s super-cute, and she’s a good fuck and all, but she’s really way too young for me, don’t you think? I need a much older woman who I can relate to much better throughout the rest of those times when we’re not making love.
“I don’t know why, but you and I seem to relate to each other just fabulously, and we also always seem to enjoy each other’s company, no matter what we’re doing together.”
“That’s true,” Mom said, and then added, “But I can’t have kids with you and start a family, like they can. I can’t give you the types of things that you need to make your life fulfilling.”
“Who says, Mom?” I asked, reaching between the two wide-open side panels of her housecoat to place my right hand on her bare crotch and gently grab hold of her large clit and squeeze it repeatedly between my thumb and fingertips. “What makes you think that I even want to have kids and be a father figure to them. Not saying that I don’t absolutely love the ‘fucking’ and the ‘trying to have kids’ part. But fantasizing about getting someone pregnant while you’re fucking them, and actually having kids with them are two different things.
“Let’s just say that after thinking things over for quite a while, I have decided that I would much rather be a sperm donor and a gigolo, than to be someone’s father. And the one woman on this planet who I want to put my dick and my sperm into the most just happens to be you.