Slut Mommie Ch. 15

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The next day John and I both slept in. I woke up watching my husband stir and open his eyes.

“Hi beautiful,” He whispered.

I smiled and gave him a kiss.

“Gotta pee,” I said getting up.

Immediately he jumped out of bed laughing and ran to the bathroom.

“John, you’re horrible,” I said watching his cock sway in front of him as he ran.

I sighed and got out of bed. I was naked and had to go pee bad so I peeked out the room into the still dark hallway. The only light that was on was Kristy’s night light in her room shining dimly into the dark hallway. Without putting any clothes on I tip toed into the hallway and quickly entered the hall bathroom.

I sat down and released a stream of pee into the toilet noticing that in my haste I forgot to close the door. Through the considerable gap I had a good view of the entire hallway. A few moments passed when John came out of our room. He walked down the hallway heading to the stairs when he suddenly stopped in front of our daughter’s room.

I wiped my dripping pussy and was about to call him when something stopped me. Something in his posture, the way he was staring into our daughter’s bedroom. He looked up and down the hallway in a nervous manner and continued to stare into Kristy’s bedroom. What was he looking at?

Finally, after few minutes he took a deep breath and headed down the stairs. Although still naked, I silently walked up to our daughter’s room and peeked in. I gasped at what I saw.

Kristy’s bed was positioned in such a way that the foot of the bed faced the door. She lay on her bed asleep completely naked. The covers were pushed to the side and she lay on her stomach with her ass facing the door. Her right leg was stretched out straight while the left was bent and pushed way up, almost to her breasts. Her ass was flagrantly spread open and visible in its entirety and down below her luscious ass cheeks was her pussy.

I gasped staring at my daughter’s sweet lips slightly spread apart. So that’s what John was staring at for such a long time!

“Oh god!” I swallowed hard.

It was probably the first time he saw our daughter in such way since she grew up. I was surprised and shocked he took such a long time watching her. Things like that are bound to happen in a household but they should be accidents quickly forgotten and not stare session!

Suddenly I felt someone’s arms encircle me and firm hands on my heaving breasts.

“Hmmm, Mom, you look so good like that! I missed you,” Tommy whispered in my ear.

I nearly jumped out of my skin startled and squealed in surprise. The shock and surprise quickly changed into embarrassment knowing my son just caught me staring at my daughter’s ass.

“Tommy, let me go,” I whispered back at him frantically trying to get free.

His powerful arms had me pinned and I couldn’t move.

“What are you doing naked in our hallway and staring into Kristy’s roo…OH MY GOD!” He finished in a long drawn out whisper.

I tensed and felt his hands squeeze my tits harder as he looked at his sister naked on the bed.

“Tommy, let me go,” I frantically whispered to him.

“Wow! Kristy’s so hot. No wonder you were looking,”

No, that was not why I looked! How could I explain to him, how could I tell him his father decided to look in so I checked to see why?

“Do you like her ass Mom?”

“Tommy stop!” I couldn’t believe he asked me that.

“Does she remind you of…Suzie…from the shoe store?” He whispered while licking behind my ear.

“OH NO! He can’t do this to me!” My mind screamed but for some reason I did not move.

“Ughmmm,”

A small whimper of excitement escaped me and my nipples became incredibly hard. My son felt them harden right away and knew why. Suzie! The one girl he saw me please and eat in front of him and his camera.

“She does, doesn’t she? Do you wish you could walk up to her and kiss her…lick between her spread open legs and taste her juices Mom?”

I was afraid to respond to make any noise so Kristy wouldn’t wake up. I was scared my husband would walk up the stair and see me like this while our son’s hands were roaming freely all over my naked body. But for some strange reason being in this situation excited me, made my heart race and my breath come in gasps.

“Tell me, do you like Kristy like this?” He whispered into my ear and I quickly shook my head in defiance.

I knew what he was after, but I wouldn’t give in to him…not with my daughter. Suddenly I felt something hard and hot press against my ass and knew he released his cock.

“He wouldn’t! Not with my husband just downstairs and my daughter sleeping in front of me!”

I gave him a sharp look of shock and defiance but he just smiled knowing I would probably not resist. Grabbing my hands he pulled them up above my head and placed them spread apart on the door frame sliding his hands down my arms to my heaving breasts he pinched my nipples hard.

“Ahhhh…” I bit off a sound of pleasure and pain.

“Does backroom casting porno Kristy excite you? Does she make your own pussy wet and wish you could taste her? Tell me Mom.”

Another whisper, another demand. I looked at Kristy lying in her bed, so sweet…so inviting…her pussy folds waiting for my…

I rolled my eyes and turned to my son.

“Tommy you have to let me go…this is too dangerous…” I whispered in a barely audible voice.

Suddenly I felt the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance to my pussy. The only thing that stopped him from penetrating me at that moment was the angle. He immediately recognized it and put pressure on my back bending it so my ass would stick out. I needed to stop this but I couldn’t!

Suddenly I felt his cock slide inside me spreading me open with its thickness.

“Ohh myyyy godddddddd…” I whispered.

I spread my feet apart, arched my back more and held onto the door frame as my son begun sliding his thick meat in and out of my pussy while hanging on to my hips. This was so crazy and so dangerous I couldn’t believe I was doing it but yet…I wouldn’t stop.

I knew I wouldn’t last long, neither would he.

“Do you…do you wish you could eat Kristy? Do you wish you could taste her sweet pussy?” He continued whispering while fucking me from behind.

“Oh god! What if my daughter wakes up? What if she sees me like this? What if she sees that Tommy’s fucking me?” My mind kept on tugging at me.

“I’m such a slut…I’m such a slut for allowing my son to do this to me!”

“Yessss…” I whispered without realizing it.

Tommy immediately pushed his cock deep inside me with a forceful shove.

“Oh Mom…oh fuck…you would, oh Jesus that turns me on so much…” He quickly whispered into my ear as I realized what I whispered back to my son.

“Oh son, don’t do this to me…I can’t,” I whispered back to him as my pussy convulsed around his hard meat.

He held me tight and with short jabs tickled my cervix with the head of his cock.

“Look at her…just look at her. Tell me you’d do it Mom, be my Slut right now…please…”

Once my brain registered what he said the all familiar tingle ran up and down my spine. It’s been a long time since he wanted me to be his slut. I looked at Kristy’s pussy spread open in front of us and pushed my ass back at my son while the head of his cock begun opening my cervix.

“Ohhh…oh my god!” I whispered feeling the tight, spreading feeling deep inside of me.

“Tell me you’d eat Kristy…” He whispered.

I made short, quick movements with my hips fucking myself on his long meat.

“Yes, I would…” I whispered in resignation ready to cum.

“Tell meeeee…”

He was Cuming and so was I.

“I would…ohhhhhhh…I would eat her pussyyyyyyy…oh my god…I would eat Kristy’s pussyyyyyyy…” I hissed back at him.

With that he forcefully shoved his cock inside of me and held me tight while his cock spilled loads of his juicy cum inside of womb. I couldn’t stand it, I came as well biting my lower lip so I wouldn’t make a sound as we both silently held on riding the waves of our orgasms. Through my orgasmic ecstasy my mind registered how much cum he had, squirt after squirt his cock filled me with his juice until I was afraid it would overflow!

I realized I was on my tippy toes with my legs spread, arms spread high above my head holding on to the door frame impaled on my son’s thick cock as he shot his load inside of me. We stayed joined together that way until he was done and his cock stopped pulsating inside my tingling love canal. Breathing heavily I looked back at him as he silently slid out of me. Instantly I felt his cum drip out of my pussy and run down my legs making me bring my legs together in a futile effort to hold his juices inside of me.

“Oh my god, how much cum did you have?” I asked amazed leaning against the door frame.

I looked at his wet cock and instinctively licked my lips. He did not miss that and smiled knowingly.

“You want to taste your own pussy on my cock?”

I looked at Kristy alarmed but she was still asleep. Grabbing Tommy’s hand I pulled him towards his room. Once inside I quickly dropped to my knees and took him inside my mouth.

“Hmmmmm….” I moaned like a slut cleaning his softening cock off.

“Ohhhh…I like this…god I don’t know why but I like it…” I moaned lost in my perverse pleasure.

“Good slut,” He cooed.

“Suck your juices, hmmm…just like that…just like you would lick Kristy.”

I froze realizing what I let out during the height of my orgasm. Looking up at him I stood up.

“Tommy I…”

I couldn’t finish what I wanted to say. He quickly pulled me to him kissing me and silencing my words as his hands found my firm ass cheeks. When he finally broke the kiss I was so weak from it, I desperately tried catching my breath let alone talk.

“Mom, let me have that little fantasy of mine bangbros porno please. I know you wouldn’t but please…I just want to imagine you would.”

I looked at him surprised. His handsome face was tense with anticipation and his eyes pleadingly watched my every move. He really wanted this. I shook my head at him and walked out of the room without saying anything, I had to quickly get cleaned up before John became curious of what I was doing.

After cleaning up I made my way downstairs and begun making us breakfast and coffee. John came in from the living room we sat in the kitchen making small talk avoiding what happened last night. At least I was avoiding it still thinking of my daring encounter with my son few minutes ago . John did not ask any questions at first about having someone in our bed; he quietly ate breakfast with me but did not press the issue of me bringing another woman into our bedroom. I suspected he enjoyed last night’s adventure too much and didn’t want to jeopardize anything with wrong questions. I sat across the table from him giving him a look from now and then while he ate. He seemed to be thinking about something.

“Did you really buy Tommy a new camera?” I asked breaking the silence.

“Yeah,” He smiled.

“I did. I like that he’s still interested in photography unlike other things he quit so quickly, this one seems to be sticking with him.”

“That’s exactly what Kristy said,” I murmured.

“Believe me Kate, with this camera he will shoot like a pro.”

Yeah, I’m sure he will.” I could only imagine what kind of pictures he will want to shoot around me.

“When will you give it to him?”

I begun thinking of a gift I could give my son.

“I wanted to give it to him next week at his birthday but he told me about a photo shoot he has with his friends. Apparently they have someone, a model, who would like to be photographed and they want to do it today.”

My heart skipped a beat again, model? What model? What friends?

“So because of that I was thinking I would give it to him this morning so he can use it for his photo shoot. What do you think babe?”

“I suppose one week will not make that much of a difference. Next Sunday we’ll just have some cake.”

Since it was Sunday morning everyone was still asleep so we had time to talk without being interrupted. John gave me a long look without saying anything and I knew he wanted to say something.

“Ok, what?” I barked at him losing my patience.

He looked away for a second and I almost thought he wasn’t going to say anything. Instead, he turned towards me again, his eyes shining with wonder.

“It’s about last night,” He whispered.

I knew it would be, I was waiting for it.

“What about last night darling?” I replied casually and continued to sip on my coffee as if nothing ever happened.

His jaws tightened in a look of impatience but his voice was still controlled.

“Kate, what happened last night was…was incredible. I loved every second of it and it was something…something I always dreamed of but,” He hesitated for a moment looking deeply into my eyes.

“Who was it?” He finally whispered.

I took a deep breath, the question was inevitably coming, I knew that but now that it was out in the open I hesitated. I wanted to tell him, as dangerous and stupid as it was I wanted to tell him. Part of me was tired of hiding the obvious truth but another part of me was…was excitedly anticipating what he would say when he found out who it was.

“Darling, it was just a girl I hired. Why is it so important to you to know her name?” I countered without telling him the truth.

I knew I had a long way to go before he would be ready for the truth.

“I…I don’t know. The thought of having her giving me…” He hesitated.

“Head?” I finished the sentence for him with a smile.

Obviously it was hard for him to say it.

“Yes, head. And you taking care of me at the same time, and the things you said.”

He looked at me intensely and it seemed like he was holding something back.

“And?” I asked waiting for him.

“And…it was great…it was hot and erotic but…I wish I would have been able to see it. I wanted to see you and her…” He trailed off.

Me and her? Did he mean he wanted to see me and her in action? Was my husband alluding to me having sex with that other woman? I took a deep breath to calm myself down, I could not let him see how close to truth he was. I leaned forward and looked into his eyes.

“Part of the excitement is not being able to see who it was don’t you think? It could have been anybody.”

I sat back down smiling at him watching his forehead wrinkle in deep thought as he tried to figure things out.

“What do you mean anybody?” He asked but I did not answer.

Instead I got up and refilled my coffee giving him time to think. Turning around from the kitchen counter I noticed Kristy stagger into the kitchen, her eyes barely open, hair tangled from beurette tour porno the night’s sleep and wearing only her tiny top and a pair of panties. The top was tight with cut off sleeves and was made out of thin material which hugged her breasts tightly and stopped couple of inches below her breasts. It was low cut so the expanse of her cleavage tantalizingly showed in a deep V. Her tight stomach was exposed below the shirt with a toned abdomen which was exposed all the way down to her naval. The pink pair of panties tightly hugged the pouch of her young sex and an elastic waist band dug into the soft skin of her thighs and hips. There was barely enough material there to cover her pussy and maybe an inch of skin above her clit.

“Hi Mom, is Daddy still asleep?” She asked heading for the coffee pot.

Alarmed I looked over at John who watched our daughter’s behind and realized she did not see him sitting at the table. But why did she take such a big risk coming down to get coffee dressed like that?

“Ah no…he isn’t,” I said noticing how John’s eyes were trying to avert looking at our daughter’s ass, trying to.

She picked up the coffee taking a sip and looked at me finally fully opening her eyes.

“Oh and where is he?” She asked.

Instead of answering I looked at John sitting at the kitchen table. Kristy followed my stare and gasped.

“Hi pumpkin…you…you slept in late today,” John stumbled with a reply.

He looked at our daughter facing him, his eyes trying hard not to slide down towards those tiny panties she had on which failed to hide tightly luscious curves our daughter was blessed with. Kristy’s eyes widened in surprise and I noticed a quick, barely noticeable smile cross her lips as she watched John look at her.

“Oh hi Daddy, I didn’t know you were right there,” She said modestly trying to hide her panties or what lay under them from her dad.

She quickly sat down at the table and I took a seat beside her watching her. Somehow I had the feeling this was not an accident as she made it out to be.

“Ooops, I’m sorry Daddy, I would have worn shorts if I knew you were already up.”

John smiled at her and ran his fingers through his hair drawing a deep breath.

“That’s Ok pumpkin, it’s no big deal, I saw you like this plenty of time.”

I gave John a sharp look. Yeah, he saw her like that plenty of time but it was years ago when she was young and it was ok for her dad to see her like that, not now! Now she was a very sexy young woman with a gorgeous body that would make many men hard just by looking at her. Suddenly I began wondering if my husband was hard at that moment.

“Thanks for understanding. I just needed some coffee that’s all. So, I was thinking of what to get Tommy for his birthday, any ideas?”

Kristy leaned over the table with her breasts pressing the edge and gave her dad a warm smile. Her small top wasn’t enough to hide the expense of her firm breasts making them slide up and almost out of the tiny shirt. John’s eyes widened and he tried really hard to keep them fixed on her face but slowly…very slowly they were sliding down to her soft breasts and his face was beginning to turn color as the edges of Kristy’s pink aureoles were beginning to peek out from under the thin fabric of her top. I knew she was doing this on purpose.

“Kristy, can you get me some more coffee honey?” I quickly asked sparing my husband the embarrassment of turning completely red faced in front of our sexy daughter.

Kristy gave me a disappointing look but took my mug and walked up to the coffee pot. I spared John the embarrassment but unfortunately he was now looking at our daughter’s ass. Her panties were a g-string lost between her firm ass cheeks leaving her butt completely exposed. When I looked at John he quickly looked away from Kristy’s ass.

“Have you tried asking your brother what he wants?” I asked and realized that now I was watching her tantalizing ass.

Kristy turned holding my mug as she noticed where my eyes were and shrugged her shoulders; again a knowing smile crossed her face for a brief moment.

“No, I thought I would surprise him, maybe buy him something cool like a new boom box for his room, or something for his car.”

She stood there taking her time while John and I watched her barely covered body.

“I wonder if he’s hard.” I thought and inconspicuously pushed my spoon off the table.

John didn’t even notice paying attention to our daughter so I bent down to pick it up giving him a quick look under the table. His shorts were tenting up with what was an obvious hard-on underneath them!

I made my way back up setting the spoon on the table and tried to stay calm. In a way I was relieved. I often questioned myself if my feelings for my son made me a freak, if by having sex with him I became something worst then a cheap whore. Now, seeing my husband with a hard-on from watching our hot little daughter was a relief. Kristy obviously managed to turn him on just as much as Tommy turned me on. It was a shock to realize that but a relief as well.

“How about buying him a gift certificate?” John mumbled still trying his hardest not to look at Kristy’s seductive curves.

She nonchalantly walked up to the table swaying her sexy hips and handed me my coffee mug while she made pretty eyes at her father.

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