The 4th scene finished, and both put their hands back into their laps. This time no one spoke. Three flushed faces, staring at a TV screen not daring to look around and break the spell. Two erect cocks and a wet pussy. The porn and the proximity were working, but next was the on-screen finale, would it happen? We all took another sip of wine and settled down for the finale. I was relieved to see that both Harry and Maddy resumed thigh stroking.
The finale was about 1/2 way though the on-screen mother and son were at it again this time with one of his friends making up a threesome. It would need to happen soon on this sofa or there was going to have to be a very embarrassing discussion tomorrow morning.
Luckily Maddy moved. With her free hand she pulled up her skirt. I was surprised. Then I understood why this move was not as forward as it seemed. Harry’s hand was revealed; he had been stoking her labia and clit through her (now damp) knickers, naughty boy! He was so bold he didn’t stop when she lifted her skirt. She took his hand away. He momentarily took his eyes off the screen and looked down at her crotch. Maybe he thought she was putting a stop to his game? Instead, she took his hand and pushed it down into her knickers. He looked at me, I smiled and nodded slightly. He didn’t have a chance to react. Maddy released his hand and then wrapped her hand around his neck. She pulled and his head and he followed her invitation. Their lips met and a firework went off in my head.
I cannot tell you how turned on I was to see my son kiss my wife full on the lips while his hand was moving in her knickers. At first it was a gentle touch of the lips as they stared into each other’s eyes. It quickly developed into a full-blown teenage snog and their eyes closed. Maddy let go of his neck as Harry shifted his torso to position himself over her. She slumped further down the sofa. In this position he could comfortably swap saliva and tongues with her. Another firework went off in my head as their lips slightly parted and I saw Maddy push her tongue into his mouth. So fucking erotic, my wife with her tongue in my son’s mouth.
Harry’s hand was getting animated in Maddy’s knickers as the kissing was increasing his passion. Too early for Maddy. As we agreed Maddy did not break the spell by speaking. She gently took his hand and slowed it down. She took his middle finger and pushed it into her. She moaned into his mouth. I wondered again how they would get from this position of being virtually fully clothed to naked and fucking.
I was surprised when Harry took the lead. He removed his hand from Maddy’s pussy. She made a disappointed mewing noise. He unzipped his fly and undid the top button of his jeans. Something he had seen earlier on-screen. Maddy needed no further invitation. She pushed down his jeans and pants to reveal the top of his cock. She took it gently in her hands and started to explore it. Harry put his hand back in her knickers. He must have reinserted a finger in Maddy because she sighed loudly and blurted out “oh fuck” as her hips rose involuntarily. Maddy exposed more of his cock, broke the kiss, spat on her hand and resumed slowly wanking him from top to bottom. More kissing.
After a few minutes Harry broke the kiss as Maddy was gently wanking him and moved his head to speak. They were staring into each other’s eyes. He started to speak “mum.” Her eyes never left his as she made a ‘ssshh’ noise, moved her head up to his and kissed him tenderly on the lips. At the end of the tender kiss, I saw her tongue push into his mouth. She was saying ‘trust me son, we can do this with love’ and then when she gave him some tongue ‘trust me son we can do this with lust.’ Her head sank back to the sofa, and he followed. He relaxed into her as they resumed snogging, he trusted her.
I could smell them both. Her perfume mixed with a very familiar smell of a turned-on pussy. I knew she was very wet. I could smell teenage armpit, aftershave and cock. Maddy loves sexy smells and I know she could smell him, and I know how much that would be turning her on. I was also incredibly turned on and I had a raging hard on, but I was so engrossed on the unfolding erotic dance in front of me, I didn’t occur to me to touch myself. I was too focused on wanting to see my son’s cock erupt in my wife’s pussy.
No one was taking a blind bit of notice of the DVD. The plastic moans and shrieks were starting to put me off. It wasn’t real sex. What was unfolding in front of me was much more real, more taboo, dirtier. I turned off the TV and switched the surround sound to some relaxing background music. That was much better as I could now clearly hear every one of my wife’s gentle moans and sighs. I could hear the sound of lips sloshing against each other and Harry’s occasional grunts.
I know Maddy. I know the time had arrived. Sometimes she likes foreplay for hours and at other times just wants to fuck. This was one of those times. She gently pushed Harry off whilst giving him and encouraging smile. In silence, she undid his shirt and together they worked to get it off. She pushed down his Jeans and pants. He lifted his bum to oblige. She pushed the crumpled up jeans, pants and socks off him. He was now stark naked with a very hard erection point straight up.
Maddy stood up in front of him and without breaking eye contact with him, dropped her skirt and knickers. This exposed her neatly trimmed black pubic hair and a glimpse of her glistening pink labia. They had blossomed with Harry’s attention and looked slick. Their eyes were locked as she took off her t-shirt to reveal her bra. She reached round behind and undid the catch, dropping it to reveal her slightly sagging ‘c cups’. Harry’s eyes left hers, he smiled and then toured the sites eventually settling on her pussy. He obviously liked what he saw because he started to touch his cock while feasting his eyes.
Maddy took a step forward and held out her hands. Harry removed the hand from his cock, and they joined hands. Maddy pulled and he got the message. He stood up. Six feet to her four foot ten. She continued to pull him close as his cock pushed into her tummy and then sandwiched between them. He leant down and they kissed again. There were no tongues this time. It was as if she was saying ‘In a moment I am going to give you my body, son. I am going to let you push that cock of steel into my wet pussy. We both want this. I want to see you become a man.’ He was respectfully accepting the gift and in return saying, ‘I want you mum, I want to have sex with you, I want you to be my first, I want my cock in your pussy, I want my cock to come home, I love you.’ At that point it was more love that sex, but I was turned on equally by that. My wife and my son were about to make love. I had been turned on by them making out with a pent-up passion. I had seen him finger her and seen her wank him. He was now about to push that magnificent young cock in her very willing and slick pussy. I was about to see another man cum deep in my wife and watch my son become a man. I wanted this as much as they did.