Introduction.

Simon and Jill faced each other across the table, and both breathed deeply, trying to calm themselves. They reached out and held hands in an attempt at reassurance.

It was clear that Sue was not coming 'home' until next weekend, and planned to stay for a week or so, before returning to University. In her 'phone call, she had asked about Simon, but also said, rather mysteriously, that she had written to Jill. Why that would be necessary, Jill had no idea, but she did speculate nervously that Sue might be pregnant, and just didn't want to give such news over the 'phone.

Simon was doubtful about that explanation, because Sue had been very insistent on him using a condom when they first got together. On the other hand, Jill felt some residual guilt about failing to enrol Sue on the Pill before she set off to University.

In conjunction with Sue's news that she had split up with her new boyfriend, Jill felt very nervous about what might be hidden in the letter to come. They could only wait for the postman to arrive, probably tomorrow morning.

Back to study.

In the meantime, Simon and Jill decided to continue with his sexual education while they could. He had already 'passed' all the basic tests of anatomical knowledge, massage, lengthy self-control, fellatio and cunnilingus, and the basic Missionary positions for fucking; he had passed all of them with flying colours, and just to make sure, they had repeated these exercises many times now! He had refined his techniques almost to perfection.

They were both having great fun together, and steadily a deeper relationship was forming between them. Their age difference did not seem like a barrier to either of them. Jill seemed much younger than her age, and Simon was becoming more mature by the day. Their devotion to sex translated into a devotion to each other.

Jill had planned to introduce Simon to the art of fucking 'doggie-style', and thereby equip him with all the most fundamental means of satisfying his partner.

She took Simon by the hand and led him to her bedroom yet again. She pulled him close behind her as they walked, and the exaggerated sway of her hips lightly massaged his growing cock with her pert ass.

She teased him a couple of times, by stopping suddenly, unexpectedly, so that he bumped into her, pressing his erect cock between the cheeks of her ass. She was enjoying herself, and all thoughts of the potential dramas ahead with Sue were banished for the moment.

Jill walked over towards her bed, and suddenly bent herself forwards, almost doubling up, her head close to touching her toes. She had certainly kept herself fit! She wriggled her ass sensually, lifting the hem of her short skirt, to hook her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties. She looked back at Simon and giggled at his open-mouthed stare, as he focused on the slow revelation of her ass. He was very happy to watch, enjoy the view, and wait for further instruction!

Her damp panties were around her ankles, and Simon could see the wet, swollen pussy lips pouting out from between her thighs. He could not resist unbuttoning himself quickly, and bringing his erect cock into plain view behind her.

Jill straightened and turned to face Simon, saying, “That is magnificent, Simon! I can't wait to feel that inside me yet again, but you will have to take more care, in this position. The angles will mean that your cock will reach even more deeply inside me, so can we be a little cautious? If you get too carried away, or lose your self-control, and slam too hard into me, it could hurt and even bruise me when you hit my cervix! I don't want to be too sore for the next few days, so let's take this steadily...”

Simon nodded his understanding of all this and awaited her further instructions.

Jill knelt naked on one side of the bed, positioning herself to face a large mirror on the wall, while Simon undressed completely.

She explained that, though she wanted to focus her attention on the feelings of Simon thrusting into her, she sometimes liked to see what was happening 'behind her back' too. If she looked up, she would see him behind her, and she particularly wanted to see his face when he finally came deep inside her.

Simon stood between her legs, with his cock standing proud between the cheeks of her ass, while Jill dropped her shoulders to the bed and turned her head to one side.

“Mmmm, Simon,” she said, “ you will have to drop your hips and point yourself in the right direction now! Then slowly stand upright, so your cock slides smoothly up inside me, until you can go no further. I can feel how wet and open I am for you, just waiting! But don't touch me with your hands yet; I want our only contact to be between your cock and my cunt.”

Simon found that very difficult to perform... his overpowering natural urge was to grasp her hips, spread her ass and fuck her hard. But he was a conscientious student and knew his teacher was more knowledgeable than him. She angled her hips to expose herself fully to his view and he sighed at the open pouting of her pussy lips.

Standing back a little, he grasped his own cock, forcing the tip down and lowering his hips, so that the head could play along the open groove of Jill's pussy. He swiped it up and down, to gather her dripping juices, and she jolted involuntarily when the head of his cock briefly touched her clit with each stroke. He watched as it gathered her juices, and shone in the reflected light, until they dripped down the length of his shaft, and from his balls.

Jill was groaning with anticipation now, and looked up to see the concentration on Simon's face as he followed his orders. She smiled and when he also glanced into the mirror, she flashed her eyes at him.

“Now, Simon, position yourself ready to fuck me, and clasp your hands behind your back. I want to feel ONLY your cock as it pushes slowly inside me, stretching me open, until it can go no further. When I feel your belly pressed hard against my ass cheeks, just stop there, deep inside me.”

Simon, of course, did exactly as instructed, even though the sensations were an exquisite agony to him and, he thought, to Jill as well. When he was fully embedded inside her, he lifted her hips just with the strong root of his cock, suspending her there briefly. He shuddered with emotion, and Jill moaned, “Simon, it is so delicious to feel you inside me, throbbing and twitching so deep. Now we need to abandon all caution! Just hold my hips and fuck me; fuck me slowly, fuck me quick; fuck me gently, fuck me hard!”

Simon unclasped his hands from behind him and eagerly followed her instructions.

He relished the feeling of her soft ass under his hands, and gripped her hips tight. He withdrew slowly, then re-entered her in one deep hard, quick stroke, repeating that pattern over and over and over again, but gradually increasing the pace.

She squealed with every deep clash, and her head thrashed from side to side; her hips began to buck, exploiting every delicious sensation as his cock pressed inside her, touching every sensitive spot. This could not continue for very long, surely!

He reached down to force her thighs closer together, pressing them tightly around his slick cock, as he pumped it in and out of her, time and time again. In this position, his cock felt even thicker to Jill, as he forced it into her, between her clamped thighs.

He felt her orgasm building quickly, until she was shivering more and more with every stroke. She screamed out loud and forced herself hard back onto him, trying to look up into the mirror at the same time; he could see her beautiful face as he fucked her beautiful pert ass.

She pressed so hard and far back against him that he could no longer withdraw, but had to stay deeply embedded inside her cunt, feeling the rippling of her muscles throbbing along his hard cock, trying to draw him even further inside her, and suck him dry.

Once that thought had occurred to him, he could no longer restrain himself, and shouted out loud as he began to pump spurt after spurt of cum inside her, filling her to the brim. Their eyes locked in the mirror at that moment, and blazed bright as they both reached an ecstatic climax, mouths gasping for breath and bodies trembling.

When that moment had passed, Simon slowly withdrew, while Jill's cunt tried to clench him tight, but even that could not stop the flow of cum and her own juices from her pussy, running down her inner thighs.

She collapsed flat on the bed, while Simon rolled aside to lie on his back alongside her. They cuddled closely, Jill's sensitive breasts pressing against his heaving chest.

She said, “Thank you, Simon, you did everything I asked... except for one thing!”

Simon was startled, at first, but understood immediately when she said that he had not managed to restrain his deep thrusts into her, and she had felt some internal blows which might make her a little sore tomorrow. He had been unable to resist the delicious pleasure of his belly slapping against her soft ass with each stroke.

“But I forgive you, Simon! It was such a pleasure, and in a way, I'm glad that you got so carried away... there is a time for self-control, and a time to let yourself go, and you got that balance perfectly!”

They fell into a deep sleep as the afterglow faded, and they pulled the covers over themselves, ready to see what the next day would bring.

The Morning Post.

Simon woke with a throbbing erection, and turned to roll against Jill alongside him.

She stirred slowly, and when she felt him pressing against her flank, she chuckled and said, “You have such a big Alarm Cock to wake a girl with, Simon!”

They both laughed at this, but before they could do anything to ease Simon's tension, they heard the sound of the morning post being delivered, and Jill's anxieties about Sue's letter overtook all other thoughts.

She leapt out of bed and rushed downstairs to collect it, telling Simon to follow her to the breakfast table. As always, he did exactly as he was told! He made coffee and cooked breakfast while Jill read Sue's long letter avidly, absorbing every detail; her mouth seemed to drop open with surprise at one point, but there were no howls of anguish nor tears, so Simon relaxed a little. He had also been a little anxious about Sue's letter, because there was obviously something quite important for her to say, which could not simply be dealt with over the 'phone.

Jill then put the letter down and said, “Well, thank God, she isn't pregnant!

Simon thought that perhaps there were some things that should remain between a Mother and Daughter, but had to ask what Jill could tell him. Jill summarised quickly and efficiently, in her usual style. She felt there was a lot Simon needed to hear.

It seemed that Sue had been impressed with a young man at the University, a year or two above her, and had found his overt masculinity and forcefulness very attractive. She had been persuaded to move in with him, but quickly, his behaviour had become much too dominating and controlling for her liking; she had written that he would just not take 'No' for an answer, and had become quite aggressive and abusive. She had had to escape from him, to the safety of a supportive friend, who gave her refuge.

Simon felt his anger rising at the thought of anyone behaving so badly towards Sue!

Jill said, “She said some things about you, Simon, which you may need to know, but I hope won't upset you. Remember it's been many months since you were together, and you've both changed in that time, I'm sure. I know that you have!”

Jill clasped Simon's hand and said, “Sue said you were a lovely 'boy', but at the other end of the scale gentle, caring and considerate. Perhaps too much so, she had said, if that is possible. Sue said you were so inexperienced that your attempts at sex had been disappointing, and she had needed a man who would take the lead. That hadn't worked out so well with her new partner, but she had learned a lot!”

Simon flushed at the implied criticism, but Jill smiled at him reassuringly and added, “She just didn't give you time, Simon! You've learned a lot since then too! You are a different man, in many ways.”

Sue had thought of Simon often, she had written, and knew their failures had been her fault as much as his, but also felt their past would be difficult to erase from the memory. She hoped that they could meet up again, when she visited home and have a civilised chat as friends.

When Simon had calmed a little, Jill said, “She told me much more, Simon, and you really do need to know this!”

Apparently, Sue's new friend was a young woman, and they had formed a close physical relationship. Sue had discovered that she was, at the very least, 'bi-sexual', and had enjoyed the intimate company of Ann for some weeks now.

She hoped that Jill was not troubled by this revelation, which she had felt needed to be written down rather than communicated by 'phone. In fact, she said, simply writing this down had helped her to clear her own thoughts.

She wanted to pursue a relationship with Ann, and with Jill's approval, she wanted to visit next week, to introduce Ann, and stay a few days. She thought Simon should be warned of this before they met again, if they did, and hoped Jill could find a way to broach this subject sensitively. She was afraid that Simon might react badly to her escapades in recent times, and did not want to hurt him; if he chose NOT to meet her again, she would completely understand.

Simon and Jill stared at each other, not quite knowing where to start their own conversation. There was SO much to say, to each other, and perhaps to Sue and Ann.

Should Simon even meet Sue again, or should he stay away? Should they admit their own sexual entanglement, or hide it completely? Simon's mind was in turmoil.

Jill picked up a calendar, to mark the day Sue and Ann would arrive and suddenly went pale as a new thought struck her.

“Oh My God!” exclaimed Jill. “I've only just realised why Sue wants to come home next weekend in particular! I know she is on a break, but I've just looked at the calendar, and I see it's Mother's Day' on Sunday! I've always hated that, but Sue herself always wanted to mark it as something special; it must be in her mind!”

Simon couldn't help but laugh out loud. Perhaps they could celebrate Mother's Day in their own way?

Mother's Day approaches.

As both Mother's Day and Sue's return home approached, Jill and Simon agreed that they would not steal the limelight from Sue, by explaining their own relationship. That would be kept secret, unless an opportunity somehow presented itself, to make an announcement.

Jill would talk to her and Ann when they arrived, and would obviously approve their exploration of a new relationship.

Jill had always wondered about exploring a gay relationship herself, but had never embarked on one. She had always loved the feel of a hard cock inside her, but had often mused about the oral pleasure another woman could deliver, and what different possibilities could be explored by two women together. It was an enticing thought, and she fully understood the appeal to her daughter.

She found herself wondering what roles her daughter and her new partner played, sexually, and whether they had both forsaken male company completely. If so, she thought, her own relationship with Simon should surely not prove controversial?

Sue and Ann arrived on Saturday, and Jill was very taken with Ann's appearance. She wore her dirty blonde hair short, framing a beautiful, smiling face; her frame was slight, but her ample breasts were exaggerated by that, and she was a little taller than Sue. They both held each other close, and Jill could see the deep fondness (perhaps love?) in their eyes, as they clasped their hands together and gently entwined their fingers.

They sat and talked together at great length, over coffee at first, then over a bottle of wine, as the evening drew on. Jill felt she knew her daughter more intimately than ever before, and thoroughly approved of Ann. She could certainly see the attraction between them.

The subject of Simon arose, inevitably, and after a few glasses of wine, Jill admitted that he had become a frequent visitor, in Sue's absence. She was very obscure about the nature of their relationship, and the reasons for his frequent visits. She said that he was a changed man, and Sue would probably not recognise him as the 'boy' she left behind.

Sue said she had no criticism of Simon; they had just been too young and inexperienced before she went away. Looking into Ann's eyes, she said, “And now, I've chosen a different path, Mum. But I would like to see Simon once again, just for old time's sake. Is he coming here this weekend?”

Jill almost choked on her wine when Sue said that! They had all had their tongues loosened a little by the wine, but Jill could not bring herself to reveal the true depth of her relationship with Simon.

She simply said, “Yes, Simon will be coming, and you will see him in the morning.”

Sue sensed some tension in Jill, despite the wine, and asked if she was OK. She reminisced about her first virginal encounter with Simon, and how nervous they had both been at the fact that Jill was in the very next bedroom! They had tried to be as quiet as possible!

Ann interjected that that was all in the past now, and they were all living new lives.

Jill agreed, and hugged both Sue and Ann when they decided to go to bed- the bed that Sue and Simon had once briefly shared. She was sure that they would enjoy each other's company to the full, and said, “Don't worry about being quiet, girls! You won't disturb me.”

They both chuckled happily and set off to bed, smiling and hand in hand.

By arrangement, Simon arrived just before midnight, and tapped quietly at the door. Jill let him in, and led him quietly to her bedroom yet again, her forefinger pressed to her pouting lips. The plan was to introduce Simon to the girls after breakfast, and to come clean about their relationship, now that Sue and Ann had honestly revealed theirs. Jill was a bit nervous about how Sue would react, but felt it had to be done.

Mother's Day comes.

Simon and Jill slipped silently into bed, completely naked of course. They lay there and, without trying, could hear Sue and Ann playing with each other in the next room.

The sounds were arousing for both of them; rhythmic groans and moans, a slight creaking of the bedsprings, a rising pace of activity until all suddenly fell silent. They had both imagined Sue and Ann, sensuously coupling in the next room, before falling into a satisfied sleep. Jill was pleased that she had been welcoming enough for them both to feel 'at home', but now she needed Simon to satisfy her.

He did so very willingly! Simon slipped under the bedcovers to silently demonstrate his oral skills yet again, while Jill held her breath and tried to remain silent too. She bit onto her clenched fist, while Simon licked, sucked and teased her into a torment.

Then she reached down to pull his head up to face her, while he used his skilled, long fingers to part her wet pussy lips and slowly insert his hard cock into her slick cunt. He rested deep inside her for a moment, then began to move in and out steadily, remorselessly.

They tried to remain silent, clamping their open mouths together, breathing into each other, suppressing their gasps, and they largely succeeded. It was a new experience, to fuck so quietly! But their repressed silence only heightened the passion they felt when Simon came inside her, and Jill trembled with the feeling of his cum spurting into her. They lay still together, while Simon's cock subsided, and his cum leaked from Jill's pussy, until he rolled aside and they too fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

They woke with Simon's morning 'Alarm Cock' throbbing urgently against Jill's thigh.

Jill whispered, “I've taught you how to fuck me, Simon, but now I want to fuck you! Just lie on your back and let me take charge. I want to show you the 'reverse cowgirl' position. I'm sure you'll enjoy it, like you did the 'doggie' position. You'll be able to watch your cock sliding into me, but this time, I will be in control.”

Simon did as instructed, with his cock pointing skywards while Jill threw back the covers and admired him. She turned away from him, towards the door, as she straddled his belly, and reached between her thighs to point the head of his cock between her pussy lips.

Slowly, she impaled herself on him, resting briefly at full depth, then began to ride him steadily. Her even pace became faster and faster, her downward thrusts harder and harder. Simon watched his cock engulfed by her pussy time and time again, and felt her soft ass press against his belly with every stroke.

Jill tried to remain quiet, but began to moan and groan with each stroke, louder and louder. Simon rested his hands on Jill's hips, to feel her rhythm and to prepare himself to cum.

In the distance, he seemed to hear a quiet tapping... at the bedroom door! Jill froze in mid-stroke as the door opened and she saw Sue standing there, a posy of flowers and a box of chocolates in her hand; over her shoulder peered Ann. Both were wide-eyed in shock at what they saw; her Mum frantically riding on a big hard cock!

Sue dropped the flowers and chocolates to the floor, with a loud gasp. “Mum!” she shouted, “Fuck!” When Simon's face then appeared from behind Jill, she shouted “Fuck!” again, and so did Simon. From the open doorway, looking over Sue's shoulder, Ann shouted “Fuck!” Jill looked into Sue's wide eyes and shouted “Fuck!” The room was filled with 'fucks' and with the scent of rampant sex.

Mother and daughter locked eyes, but Jill had entered the final furlong of her ride now, and could not pause a moment in her race to the line. She looked down and pounded her hips down against Simon, faster and faster.

Sue looked away, and turned to leave, but could not escape hearing Jill scream her full orgasmic release behind her, despite covering her ears, as the door closed. Sue shuffled Ann away, back to their own room, both of them breathless with embarrassment, but also with a sense of arousal.

Meanwhile, Jill's orgasm had subsided, with Simon emptying himself inside her again, and they lay together. Astonishment was too mild a word for what they felt. What had just happened?

As they recovered, they agreed that they had (proverbially) 'let the cat out of the bag'!

There was no need to tread lightly around the issue any more, or think how tactfully they might explain the situation to Sue. They both agreed that they had done nothing wrong, and had nothing to be ashamed of. They had no choice anyway, and would have to brazen it out, over breakfast, but this was not exactly the tactful 'reveal' that they had planned!

They dressed and headed to the breakfast table, where Sue and Ann were waiting, with a Mother's Day card, flowers and chocolates on the table, and broad smiles lighting up their faces. It was clear that they had talked privately, and had come to terms with what they had witnessed this morning, once their shock had subsided.

Simon said, “Hello, Sue. Nice to see you again!” and Ann giggled.

Sue nodded, “Hello, Simon. I've seen more of you than I expected today!”

Then she looked at Jill and said, “I didn't know you had it in you, Mum!”

Going with the tone of the conversation, Jill said, “Oh, Sue, I've had it in me many, many times, and for a very long time now!”

All the tension around the breakfast table dissipated, and they all laughed, relaxed and shared chocolates with their coffee. The conversation between mother and daughter was probably more open and more relaxed than it had ever been before, and the affection between themselves and their partners was quite evident in casual glances and touches between them all.

They agreed that there would be no need for secrecy or inhibition any longer, and no need to restrain the sounds of their lovemaking any more. Sue and Ann would be there for several days yet, and felt that they could relax totally in their own relationship, without any fear of censure.

Epilogue.

Simon and Jill continued their relationship for many years, as did Sue and Ann, and all were completely open about their relationships and sex lives. They were able to share any concerns and reassure each other as friends whenever the need arose.

It seems for some reason that we can't (or don't want to?) picture our parents (or our children?) having sex, but of course we are all sexual beings and in truth, if our parents hadn't had sex, we simply wouldn't exist, so why is it really such a shocking thought?

It is, though, isn't it?