I nodded, then slowly stumbled my way out of the shower and back into my room.
***
Sara:
I just jerked off my son, the voice came from the back of my head.
“No hands, doesn’t count,” I told the woman in the mirror as I peeled my bikini off from me, the bottoms still coated in his drying cum. You’d think he wouldn’t have any left, after the work Nicole gave him but…
Plenty for me left.
“No. This is it. Just a fluke,” I told the voice in my head as I began to search through my wardrobe, taking out a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Fishing through my underwear drawer, I picked out a pair of panties “one-time thing. It’s done.”
Then maybe don’t wear the hot pants, the voice came again as I pulled up the panties, the fabric so tight it hugged the front and left most of my butt hanging out.
“It’s hot,” I said, as I pulled up the shorts, loving the way they hugged my butt, exposing the best part of it. It had been one of Roy’s last few picks for me before things turned sour.
Bet they’ll give Liam a few ideas, the little voice said, as I pulled up the shirt over me and headed downstairs to the kitchen, where Liam was hard at work staring at the microwave reheating yesterday’s pizza.
“How’s dinner coming along chef?” I said, sitting against the kitchen counter. Liam almost jumped at the sound of my voice, then placed his finger on my lips, counting down:
“Three…two…one,”
Liam jumped at the microwave, removing the pizza, gasping and blowing at his fingers as he handled the hot plate, before placing it on the counter. Behind him, the microwave door closed soundlessly and clicked into place, punctuated by a diiinnggg.
“Was that really necessary?” I said, trying a slice. Sure enough, the cheese stretched, the strings holding on until the perfect moment. I tried the slice and it wasn’t anywhere near as hot as I’d expected.
“The secret ingredient is timing,” Liam said, taking a bite from the pizza. We ate in silence for a while, each of us sneaking glances at the other, noticing the way he would gaze at my chest, the shape of my breasts against the fabric. Every now and then, he’d pretend to play with his phone, then put it back down. I hadn’t tried putting on a bra but I didn’t care. Two slices into demolishing the pizza, Liam said: “do you want to talk about it?”
“Talk about what?” I said, pretending to focus on the pizza.
“About Nicole, the shower…all of it,” Liam said.
“I’m thinking we could have a movie night. We haven’t had those in a while,” I said, cutting him off. Liam stopped, fumbled for something to say and I stepped away from the kitchen to the couch, turning on the TV so I could look at nothing.
“Mom, I just wanna know if…” Liam started “I know it wasn’t nice, what we did, teasing you like that but I wanna know where we’re…”
I turned my head to kiss Liam, my lips meeting his before he could finish the sentence. He froze for a second, before finally relaxing, letting out brush turn into a kiss. He groaned, as my tongue dipped into his and we teased each other a little, before he took over, his lips sucking mine, the teeth nibbling it. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me in and I moaned as I felt him take control, his hands moving down my body, finding my nipples, flicking and teasing them over the top. I let out a soft, animal sound, egging him on as his hand moved down along my shirt, pulling it little by little, exposing the flesh, letting him cup my breasts, squeezing them, tugging my nipple. He was about to pull my shirt off him when I grabbed his hands.
“Clothes on”, I muttered, as we resumed our kissing, and Liam continue to tug my nipples, twisting them. My hand moved down his belly, grasping the huge bulge that tented up the thin fabric of his shorts. I rubbed my hand over the length of it, feeling it get bigger, harder against my hand.
Bigger than his Dad, the little voice in my head said and I nodded as Liam kissed his way down my neck, letting go of my breasts, reaching my belly. He popped the top button of my shorts off and slipped his hand inside, tracing over my panties, his fingers prodding against the wet baric of my hole, clumsily searching for my clit.
“Here,” I said, undoing my pants altogether, taking Liam by the hand, leading his fingers under my panties. His touch was warm against my wet cunt and I felt him carefully parting the folds, his middle fingers sliding across my slit “Little higher…ahhh too high baby…”
I panted as I felt the tip of his fingers trail around and finally find my nub, the touch of it sending a jolt of electricity across my body. I whimpered like a dog as he flicked it slowly, breaking away from our kiss to look at the way my body reacted as he clicked it, the circled it, experimenting with his touch and his kisses, grazing my nipples over his fingers as he went.
“I need to know if we’re okay,” Liam panted as I stroked his cock over his shorts, savoring his hardness, the precum pooling against the fabric to wet my palm “because I want to talk to Dee.”
I pushed Liam so he was sitting on the couch, then straddled him. I thought of Dee, the little slut having her brains fucked out of her skull by his father; God, it would break his heart if he found out.
“You don’t need her,” I said, as I kissed him, then began to trail down his neck, his chest, his lips. He gasped as he watched me kneel between his legs, both hands grasping his hard tool, from the base of the shaft to the spongy head “you’ve got Nicole.”
I leaned down to kiss my way up his massive cock, along the thickness of it all the way to the tip over the fabric, moving just so to give him a good view of my ass as my shorts finally slipped halfway down my hips before I added:
“And me.”
Liam threw his head back and groaned as he watched me take his cockhead into my mouth, the thin fabric barely a barrier between my mouth and his flesh, letting him feel how I kissed and teased him with my tongue, sucking the precum that filtered out through the fabric. He stroked my hair as he watched me make my way back down his shaft to nuzzle his balls, taking them in my mouth over his clothes, both of my hands working the shaft, pulling back the fabric, inch by inch.
“It’s coming out,” Liam said and I looked at his cock, standing at attention, the flesh half exposed, aching to get out. I looked into his eyes as I stood up and let my pants drop, leaving me with just my panties. He gasped as I straddled him, letting him feel my panties grind against his almost bare cock.
“Nicole will take your cock in every hole,” I said, the words coming out slurred as I felt his bulge against my lips, grinding deeply against me, wanting to push myself deeper inside it “and Mommy will drain your balls whenever you want her to.”
“Every day?” Liam panted, as he grabbed two handfuls of my ass, raking his nails across it, parting my cunt lips wide. His cock pushed against the fabric harder and I moaned, feeling the tip tease my hole.
“Every day. Every night. Whenever…my baby…” I panted, as I began to grind against the tip of his cock. I thought of slipping the fabric aside, letting myself feel it, just for a moment, what Nicole felt…