Raising Peter, Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

Raising Peter, Chapter 13

... step. We all need to go to the bathroom.” We all rolled of the bed, Kay grabbed the bag she had brought with her and we headed for the bathroom. Mom started to turn on the shower but I stopped her, telling her that would come later. I spread a couple of towels on the floor as Kay started taking things out of the bag. She told Mom what each item was and what it was used for. She had the two enamel tubes and one of the bag type for enamels or a douche and the tube for each. She took out the lube, disinfectant wipes to clean the equipment and the additives for the enamels and douches. The last things she removed from the bag were the three different sizes of butt plugs and a set of hair clippers and a small pair of scissors. “It’s still early in the day and if you felt up to it we may get lucky and have time for some more sexual fun and we would need to clean up inside and out so we will be ready for anything that might come up” Kay told Mom as she reached over and gave my soft cock a firm squeeze. Mom was looking everything over and seemed a little nervous. I asked her if there was a problem. “Not really I guess, it’s just that I’ve in had an enamel in about fifteen years and I’ve never had a douche or enamel with anyone else in the room with me.” Kay started laughing, “This is really going to be an experience for you. First, I’m going to trim your bush. Then I’m going to give you the douche, and then you give me one. You’re going to need two or three enamels to get really ...

... clean. I was hoping I could do one and Pete does one, then we could watch as you give yourself the last one. Then you can give Pete and me a good enamel so we’ll all be nice and clean. Mom looked a little puzzled as she looked at me, at then Kay. “What’s on your mind” I asked. “I was wondering why you would be getting an enamel. Before I could think of anything to tell her, Kay came to my rescue, “Because I like to finger fuck and tongue him in his asshole.” Mom’s mouth dropped open and it took her a moment to respond, “Does he like that?” “Yes, he dose and I love doing it to him.” Mom looks at me, “Would you let me do that to you? “Yes Mom, either or both if you would like too.” “Damn, that’s hot, what do we do first?” Kay and I laughed at Mom’s reaction, then she prepared the douches and I got one of the enamels ready. It took about half an hour for all of us to get all cleaned up and then another ten minutes to talk Mom into keeping the a butt plug in her asshole the remainder of the day. On the way through the bedroom, we stripped the bed again, then the three of us headed down the hall, Mom was walking in front of Kay and me. Just before we reached the top of the stairs Mom suddenly stopped. When she turned to look back at us I could see the fear in her eyes. “Mom, what’s wrong, what the hell has frightened you so?” “There’s someone in the kitchen, I can smell food cooking. It may be your Dad, what should we do Kay and I took Mom by the hand, “Calm down Mom, Dad couldn’t ...