Yet, I leaned into her hand as we watched Dad’s head continue to bob in Will’s lap.
“What do you think?” she asked.
In another circumstance, I might have rolled my eyes. I was pretty sure that Mom knew exactly what I thought. She knew I was turned on. Hell, I was probably dripping. But I tried to fumble a response nevertheless. “I guess I am surprised.”
“Surprised?” she asked. Again, her breath on my ear gave me goosebumps. “I told you all about Will and your father.”
“I know, Mom,” I replied, feeling the strangest sense of the word, “Mom,” having more of a lover context than a parental one. “But seeing it? With you so close? I’m surprised I haven’t made a Rory-sized hole in the wall.”
Her hand inched up until her thumb was touching the side of my bra. I gasped and reflexively put a hand against the French door as we continued to watch Dad enjoy the taste of Will’s cock.
“I bet I know why,” Mom said. She pressed harder against me and I found myself pushing my ass back against her. “I bet that you are a lot more like me than maybe we ever knew.”
She kissed the skin where my neck met my shoulder and, though I wasn’t particularly sensitive at that spot, I moaned.
“Baby, you have a dirty side, don’t you? Maybe you didn’t even really know. But when pushed into a perverse situation, your body reacts, doesn’t it? You feel warm, your blood feels hot, and your sweet little cunt starts leaking. Am I right?”
“Mom…” I whispered.
“Should I find out? Should I check to see just how wet you are watching your father suck your boyfriend’s cock? How deliciously tasty you’ve become with me so close to you?”
“Please…” I said, not even knowing what I was asking for.
“I bet if I check, you’ll be just as wet as I am right now, baby.” She again kissed me, this time licking and sucking at the side of my neck while her hand moved to glide over my right breast, sending me into a frenzy. “Your mom is ready to explode. I wonder if you are, too.”
The urge to run was still there, yet as her hand headed down my tummy, I found myself going crazy with anticipation. Both of my hands went flat around the drapes covering the window, though making sure to pull them open enough for both of us to keep an eye on the scene outside. I shivered and moaned as her hand continued his slow descent. Her tongue licked at my neck before she sucked on it.
The story from earlier, Dad and Will outside, and now Mom behind me had me completely on edge. I could no longer think or even consider the ramifications of what was happening. Mom’s hand reached the top of my slacks and I found myself begging her “please” again, though this time, I was hyper-aware of exactly what I was asking for. Without thinking, as I watched Dad stroke my boyfriend’s delicious penis, I reached over and helped Mom unbutton my pants. My hand soon pressed against the cool glass underneath the drape, pulling it open even more as my forehead began to rest against it, my breath fogging up the glass. Mom skillfully unzipped my pants before her palm was flat against the lower part of my tummy as she pushed down, underneath my soaked panties, and down, down, down…
Like a firework went off, I came as soon as her fingers touched my pussy. My hips violently rocked, my ass pressing hard against her cunt as if seeking out a cock she didn’t have. My eyes were closed as I tried to control my sounds, but my pussy was convulsing and humming so much. I had never cum this quick and as Mom easily pushed a finger inside of me, I knew a second orgasm was going to follow soon.
“Another,” I breathlessly pleaded. Then, I added, “finger.”
“You are so fucking wet, baby,” she said near my ear, her tongue snaking out to lick at the lobe. Her other hand had been at my hip, but it now came up my body to grab at my bra-covered breasts. Mom’s tits are bigger than mine, though she blames (or credits?) pregnancy for that. But I’ve mostly been okay with my 36C tits that are bigger than most, but not too large on my frame. I was wearing a lacy bra underneath my blouse – it matched my now-saturated panties. It was supposed to be a surprise for Will. A present to him for dealing with meeting my parents. Now, Mom was pulling the bra down enough to expose my left breast. She lightly squeezed my whole tit before her forefinger and thumb sought out my hard nipple. As she tweaked it, I moaned and put my head back.