Mom Meets My Sweetie

After my encounter with Mom and Lavinia in the hot tub at home I had to return to school when my short vacation was over. I got back into the swing of college life, always thinking back upon that night in the hot tub.

I was just over 20 years old, and I was in good shape, I might say. I was feeling very horny during that semester and within a few weeks I met a sweet young thing the exact opposite of Mom. Valerie was short, with a black-haired bob. She had cute, perky breasts, and a most bodacious ass, juicy looking. Best of all were her legs. I loved well-shaped legs and tiny feet.

We became an item.

After dating the usual three or four times, I went for the Gold. One evening we were sitting watching an old movie on cable and I made my move, putting my arms around her and giving her the best kisses that I could, nibbling her lips, nuzzling her neck, licking her ears and ramming my tongue into her mouth.

She responded most positively. We made out like that for hours. Finally, I reached for some perky titty and she pushed her breast against my hand in response. In no time at all we had both stripped down to nothing, and I could finally enjoy the view. What a view it was. Her perky breasts were pointed upward and her nipples were like little gems.

Best of all was the pussy. She had had it shaped so that only on top of the clit was there hair. Precious looking, and awaiting sucking, which I immediately started to do, as she sucked on my raging prick. We sixty-nined until we both came, then cleaned each other up with our tongues.

"I think that is enough for our first time," she said and smiled and got dressed. I kissed her goodnight and she left.

We spent the rest of the semester learning about each. Our beliefs, and our bodies. We began fucking on the next date.

As soon as she got to my apartment she immediately began stripping. I'm no idiot. Off came my clothes, too. Then she took my hand, giggling, and took me into the bedroom. My twin bed was barely big enough, but she climbed on it and presented. That is to say, she pushed her ass (that great, fine ass) into the air and awaited my rod.

I was already so hard it almost hurt, but first I put my fingers into her pussy to make sure it was wet and juicy, because some hard fucking was about to happen. My fingers encountered plenty of pussy juice, virtually dripping out of her cunny. Good enough. My cock rammed into her cunt, she squealed with delight, and we started fucking and fucking each other. She kept ramming back into my cock wanting me to go deeper and deeper.

It was as good as Mom's, maybe better. But pussy is pussy. Enjoy it whenever you can.

I always let the girl, or woman, cum first. I felt her cumming and saw it squeezing out around my cock. It was time for my cum. I rammed one last time and shot a huge wad of sperm up her pussy. "I can feel it filling me," she cried. "Give me all of it." I did.

Then, when I pulled out, she twirled around quickly and started gobbling my cum and her cum off of my still hard cock. That girl did love eating cum.

As the semester progressed she became more and more close. We would talk late into the night after sex, or even when we hadn't had sex. We loved to share. Finally, she shared something really interesting.

I had noticed that whenever we walked together around campus that her eyes tended to wander when a pretty co-ed walked by. But my eye was wandering too, so it hadn't really registered.

This night, after I had initiated her luscious ass hole into the love tradition, and she had returned the favor by licking my ass hole and even sticking her tongue into it, we were basking in after sex glow, and she giggled. Then she said, "do you want to know a secret?" Of course I did. Silly little thing.

"I think about making love to other girls a lot. Does that mean I'm really a lesbian?"

I laughed, then hugged her and explained to her that, no, she was definitely not a lesbian, but that she was definitely bi-curious. She might even enjoy having sex with both sexes. It wasn't that unusual.

I think that reassured her. She must have been thinking about it for a long time, maybe even having crushes on female professors. She would tell me soon enough. We had become very close.

So close, in fact, that I decided to try a little experiment. The semester was coming to a close. I had written to Mom all about my new girlfriend, and she had expressed pleasure. Mom had loved me dearly all my life, and had really shown it the last time I was home.

So, I asked Mom if she wanted to meet Valerie. The answer was positive, and Valerie expressed a true desire to meet my Mom. It was settled. After finals we would go home and meet Mom.

Of course, you realize my plan. You're no dummy, it you have made it this far in this story.

We arrived early on a Saturday and Mom immediately took to Valerie. They started trading stories about me, the way women do. And we spent the day talking and eating and just enjoying each other's company.

My Mom was still a stunning blonde with huge boobs. And for a woman in her forties, she had held up fine, if I must say. She not only used her hot tub, but also exercised and ate well. She was a true winner. After my father left her she actually blossomed.

After dining for the evening, Mom asked if we cared for some wine. Did we ever. Since we were both only 20 we didn't get to drink much. This would be fun.

We shared a bottle of wine, and then, out of the blue (or perhaps with evil intent), Mom asked if we would like to use the hot tub. Aha, my plan was coming to fruition.

Valerie said she didn't have a bathing suit with her, and Mom told her that didn't matter because this hot tub was only for nude bodies, and she laughed as Valerie blushed.

"It's okay, baby," I said. "I've hot tubbed with Mom. It will be fine. It's the best way to enjoy the water."

So, reluctantly, Valerie went into the bathroom, stripped, and came out with a large towel around her. By this time Mom and I were already naked and in the tub. And before Valerie got to the tub I whispered to Mom, "Valerie thinks she may enjoy girls." That was all the hint Mom needed, the horny MILF. Besides, she had already grabbed my cock under the water.

Valerie came through the French doors and approached the hot tub. Then, slowly, she let go of the towel and scrambled into the hot tub, hoping not to be seen, the little, shy minx.

The first thing Mom did was start asking Valerie questions about our sex life, and Valerie got redder and redder. But, she was a brave, little trooper and answered all Mom's questions. All this time Mom had been jacking me off. Now she told me to stand up.

I did, and Valerie saw my hard on and realized what was going on. I moved over to her and placed my cock in her face. She used her fortitude and started sucking my cock, as my Mom watched and diddled her pussy. I knew her well.

Then Mom moved over to be closer to us. As Valerie sucked my dick with her eyes shut, savoring the flavor, Mom reached under the water and found Valerie's little pussy, almost bare of hair. That always had turned Mom on. Her girlfriend, Lavinia, had a bare pussy.

Mom began fucking her hand into Valerie's pussy, and I could tell it excited her because she got more aggressive with my cock, even biting it a little, and drawing a little blood. Sweet sex pain. I didn't want to cum in Valerie's mouth. I had another plan.

So I pulled out, and Valerie whimpered. Then I put my hands on her little waist and hoisted her up onto the ledge around the tub. Then I took Mom's blond head in my hands and pushed it into Valerie's pussy. Mom didn't mind in the least, starting to eat that little pussy like she had been starving for days. And Valerie was finally getting her dream come true. Lady loving.

Now was my chance to really use Mom for some good sex. While she ate Valerie she was going to get her ass fucked by her own son. I reached under the water, found Mom's hairy pussy, dipped two or three fingers in, fucked her a little bit with them, then took the pussy juice and creamed her ass hole. She would know what was coming, and she raised her ass up to receive me.

My girlfriend was being eaten out by my Mom, and loving it, and I was now slowly jamming my cock up my on Mom's ass. Does it get better than this? As I eased it in it felt like it was sucking me in faster. So I started fucking and ramming that ass hole. It was so fucking tight.

I was loving the way a plan came together. Fucking my Mom's ass was so much of a joy that I couldn't hold it as long as normal. A huge wad of cum shot up her ass and she jerked with the joy of it. Then I slowly withdrew, leaving as much slimy cum as I could. I wanted to see a cream pie. And I did. My white cum was oozing out of Mom's bung hole. After enjoying the sight I was nice enough to wipe it off with a towel.

I think Valerie had come several times. Now she had her own little plan. She told Mom she wanted to return the favor. She had never eaten pussy and she was hoping to try it tonight. Mom, of course, had no objections, being the true lesbian she was.

But we decided to move inside to Mom's Kingsize bed. That would be our new playground.

Once on the bed Mom sat on Valerie's face, teaching her a new technique facing away from Valerie's head. I moved between Valerie's beautiful legs, spread them apart, and got to fuck again this evening. This time it was Valerie's little pussy, well greased with Mom's spit and her own cum.

I started fucking Valerie's pussy looking Mom's eyes, as Valerie made dinner from Mom's pussy. I fucked Valerie and made out with Mom. We kissed as lovers, not mother and son. And I could hear her whimpering from the pussy licking that Valerie was giving her.

I finally shot my last wad that my balls held into Valerie. Then Mom leaned over and ate all the cum from Valerie's pussy. Then she ground her face onto Valerie's lips and came all over her face.

I did my job now. Mom sighed heavily and moved aside. I started making out with my girlfriend, licking off all the cum there and just enjoying making out with my lover.

So my Mom had met Valerie, obviously approved, and we all basked in the feeling of love that we found in the room. What more could one ask.