Hell of a Pyjama Party - Sex Stories

Hell of a Pyjama Party

... think it's all part of it, don't you Ian? When you make out with someone, it's not only about what you're doing with your lips."

Ian shrugged. "Mum's got a point."

"Fine," said Rebecca. She pushed her mother off of Ian, then took her place on Ian's lap. She started grinding in his lap, kissing him, rubbing his chest, then grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast.

"Oh I don't know about that," said Angela, "that might be a bit too much."

Rebecca shrugged. "Making out isn't just about the lips, isn't that what you said, Mum?"

"Hmmph."

He reached around and grabbed her butt with his other hand, and the two of them passionately tongue kissed, her grinding on his lap, him holding onto handfuls of both boob and butt.

"Right," said Angela, "step aside." Rebecca kept kissing Ian for a few seconds, then broke off and scooted over. Angela climbed back on and put Ian's hands on her butt and her breast. She put one hand around his waist, pulled him close and started kissing him again. She put her other hand on his chest, but gradually slid it down to his belly, and then down to his pants which had been gradually bulging, and gently massaged him between his legs.

As her hand reached his lap, he shivered, but didn't say anything. "Mum!" exclaimed Rebecca.

Angela shrugged. "It's all part of it, right?"

"All right," said Rebecca, "move aside."

Angela reluctantly let go of Ian and climbed out of his lap. Rebecca straddled him, then pulled her pyjama ...

... shirt up over her head and flung it to the floor. "Rebecca!" said Angela.

"Oh shush, Mum," said Rebecca. "You had your hand on his dick." She grabbed Ian's head and guided his mouth to her breasts. While he eagerly kissed, licked and sucked on her nipples, she slid her hand down inside his pants and started to rub. Seeing what was going on, Ian unlatched from her breast, reached to his pyjama pants and undid the top button, releasing his firm erection.

"Ian!" said Angela.

Ian shrugged. "We've already seen so much of both of you, it only seems fair." He went back to kissing Rebecca, who continued to gently rub his shaft. "All right, my turn," said Angela. Rebecca didn't seem inclined to stop, so Angela grabbed her around the waist to pull her off of his lap. She grabbed onto his pyjama shorts, pulling them down past his knees. Angela pulled her nightie over her head and tossed it to the floor; she was completely naked.

"Um. Mum?" said Ian.

Angela shrugged. "Never did like wearing underwear to bed." She climbed onto his lap and started kissing him. He grabbed a handful of both of her breasts, and she started to gently grind in his lap again. She gently rocked back and forth, and every time she rocked forward, the tip of his manhood would push gently against her. Rebecca stood to one side, watching intently. Angela propped her self up to push her breasts towards Ian's face. He took one into his mouth and sucked on it, then switched his attention to the other, licking ...