The True MILF Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

The True MILF Ch. 02

... horny he was encouraging her to make a stupid, stupid mistake.

When the logistics died down, and they had both convinced themselves there was a way this could work, she started hearing an excitement in Jack's voice.

"So... you made him cum?" there was a catch in his voice.

"Yes," she couldn't help but smile, "baby, he came so much in my mouth, and I couldn't take it all. It's still all over my tits. I... I rubbed some if it on my pussy." There was no mistaking the moan she heard on the other side of the line. "But listen, I've got to, Darren's probably freaking out. I'll... I'll text you. When we're done.

She considered washing herself down - but what was the point. She looked around for something to cover up with, and grabbed a towel, stepping back into the room.

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At first Darren had gotten worried. Then, briefly, excited - he couldn't help it, he pulled out the phone, and looked at the pictures she had sent him. His mother, using a fake name, 'Liz,' putting her tits and pussy on display. He started touching himself, and he heard a familiar sound - his mother's moans of pleasure. He had spent all summer hearing those sounds through a wall, and recognized them instantly. He had to stop touching himself. He didn't want to cum again. Not yet.

Next, he heard her voice. Quite clearly. As the conversation developed hope, then excitement, then thrill bloomed under his chest. He got himself under the covers. At least, the lower half. He stroked himself as his ...

... mom re-entered the room. Looking at her, in that cute little towel. Making sure she noticed the movement of his hand as she entered.

"Darren, honey," she said, settling down on the bed next to him, "could you stop that for a moment? We need to talk."

"You two think walls are magic, don't you?" he asked with a wry smile.

"What -?" Alice was bewildered.

"I heard you - at least most of it - almost every word you said. It's just a thin hotel wall! So I heard half of the conversation you just had, and I think I can guess at the other half. So let me summarize: we're consenting adults. You're also my parents. If this bleeds into any other part of our life, it stops. If I bring it up as a power play, or in argument, it stops. We check in regularly to make sure it's something we both want to do. If any of the three of us are uncomfortable in any way, we say so, and it stops. Did I miss anything?"

She thought for a moment. "No," she murmured, "I think that about covers it."

He leaned in. She leaned towards him. He closed the distance, and kissed her. Brief, tentative. Then fuller. Then hungrier. He worked down her neck, undoing her towel and letting it fall to the side. She still had her lingerie on.

"The only question," he breathed as he got to her nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it, "is are we Liz and Dan, or -"

"Darren," she moaned, answering the question. It seemed now that the decision had been made, she had given to herself fully. She felt ...