Moms & Lovers Ch. 05 Talia & Mary

12-14-16

By R A Rae, Writer

Talia Grant and Mary Williams were both persuaded by their sons to read a story, ‘Moms & Lovers’, on the Literotica.com web site. Neither woman had ever imagined engaging in a romantic relationship with their sons, but it happened. Both ladies have found renewed passion in their lives because of the story. The author has subsequently opened a contest for the right women, along with their sons, to have their photographs included in the published version of the Moms & Lovers series. This book will include photographs of the chosen winners. Also, a movie deal is currently being negotiated. These events have led to the point where Talia and Mary have chosen to join forces to become the chosen faces of Jean and Barbara. Here we discover more common ground with our two beauties and peel back more layers of intrigue.

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Lisa, her son, her niece Mary and Mary’s son were naked and enjoying the whirlpool in Mary’s pool area when her kitchen phone rang. Mary was not about go streaking into her kitchen to answer the phone this late at night, but she thought it might be important. Grabbing her robe, Mary bolted to the phone. The woman on the phone was leaving a message on Mary’s answering machine when she picked up the phone in mid message:

The voice on the phone was tentative, “Mary Williams? My name is Talia Grant and I got your phone number from the sales clerk at the Dress Boutique.”

Mary picked up the phone to interrupt Talia’s message and said, “Hello, this is Mary.”

Talia was surprised, but started again, “Oh, good, you’re there. Yes, my name is Talia Grant and I got your number from the sales clerk at the Boutique. She said you were buying a dress for a photo shoot for Moms & Lovers and that’s why I’m calling.”

Mary interjected, “yes, I didn’t expect you to call so soon if at all.”

Talia, “I firmly believe we should explore doing a combined presentation to enhance our chances to win the roles. Sorry to blurt this out, but are you interested?”

Hesitantly, Mary responded, “uh, sure, go on, but I’m a little skeptical about this whole thing. My son actually got me into this.” Thinking she had gone too far, Mary exclaimed, “shit, are you familiar with the term TMI?”

Talia laughed, “relax Mary, I think we should meet and talk. We may have more in common than auditioning for some story or movie. Since we both live near the Dress Boutique, I presume you live fairly close to me. What do you say we have dinner and talk over the possibilities.”

“Sure, where did you want to meet and when,” asked Mary?

“There is a little Italian place right in the mall downstairs from the Dress Boutique. I’ll make a reservation for the two of us for this Wednesday at 6:30 p.m. if that’s okay?”

Mary responded, “that’ll be great. How will I know you?”

Again Talia laughs, “I’ll be wearing a burgundy halter dress and a black choker. What about you?”

Laughing and smiling to herself, Mary coos, “okay, well, I suppose I’ll wear the new, little black halter dress that I just bought at the Dress Boutique.”

Both women laughed and said goodbye.

Still smiling and very pleased with herself, Mary stops in her kitchen to retrieve another bottle of wine and four glasses on her way back to the pool area. As she returns to the whirlpool grotto, Mary is grinning from ear to ear and appears to have a new bounce to her step. Drew watches his mom approach carrying the wine and asks: “what’s the wine for, mom?”

Standing by the edge of the whirlpool, still in her robe, Mary starts, “a celebratory drink of sorts. That was Talia Grant. Who is Talia Grant, you may ask? Well, she is my very new best friend and we are going to meet for the first time this Wednesday night. Drew, Talia is the lady who was buying the same dresses as we were at the Dress Boutique and she wants to talk. Talia believes we stand a pretty good chance of winning the photo shoot and potential movie parts if we collaborate on a project and I am inclined to agree. Lisa, David, let me tell you what Drew and I are about to do.”

Mary continues, “Drew persuaded me to read a story he discovered on Literotica.com. It’s about a couple of moms execute a plan to seduce each other’s sons. They go further and end up in the sack with their own sons. Oh, they don’t just have a romp in the hay with their sons, they end up in a long term romantic relationship with them. Mind you, it’s not just a story about sex among family members, it is a love story involving passion and mutual lust. Look, it’s a lot like what we just shared.”

Lisa mutters out loud, “I’d say tonight was more like a sexual and emotional epiphany for me.” She then turned to David and kissed him quickly on the lips and mouthed, “thank you, I love you”. David smiled back.

Mary went on, “this is really new to us and we found it absolutely exhilarating. Look at us, Lisa, here we are, sitting naked with our sons and really comfortable with what just happened in my family room. Who would have thought we would ever be in my whirlpool, naked together with our own sons, glowing after hot sex?”

“Anyway, when you called to talk about you and David having pictures taken for some naked mother-son website; well, Drew and I just had to share more than just conversation, right”, inquired Mary? “For all I know, this sort of thing is going on all over Florida right now and it makes me tingle all over.”

Looking at David, Mary goes on, “David, had you planned on making love to your mother, or me, for that matter? Tell you what, I’ll give you a minute to think of your answer while I pour some wine and make myself comfortable in the water.” Mary drops her robe and descends into the pool to sit next to her admiring son. She pours four glasses of wine and hands them to her relatives. Clicking glasses in a toast, Mary looks to David for a response.

The grotto is shaped like a rough band shell covering the whirlpool offering privacy and tranquility. The romantic glow from the underwater pool lights coupled with the soft glow of the reflection off the water give a relaxing quiet to the mood. David seems reluctant to answer his cousin’s question. Mary again asks, “David, did you plan on making love to your mom?”

After taking a drink of his wine, David stammered, “this may sound like a true confessions episode on TV, but I have wanted to make love to my mom for years. I can’t remember a time since I was fifteen that I didn’t want to be my mom’s lover.” David turns to face his mom, Lisa, and says, “I really think you are incredible, beautiful, sexy, desirable, just the most fabulous woman alive.” David kissed Lisa and she kisses him back, tongue and all for the world to see.

Mary wasn’t done with her story, “slow it down you two, I’m not done telling you what is about to happen. You saw the photos of moms and sons on that website, do you want to take pictures like that or do you want something more creative in mind? Aunt Lisa, this is more your call than anyone else. The mom controls the shots, so to speak, in this. The mom is the one that must be the willing participant and provide direction. Sorry David, but you are only here to provide a penis and arm candy for your mom.”

David smiles and Lisa interjects, “drop the ‘Aunt Lisa’ and just all of you call me Lisa. After what just happened in your family room and the way we are sitting now, it makes no sense to give anyone a title. Got it? Okay, I haven’t given this a lot of thought since David suggested this the other night, but I think I’d better just relate how all of this evolved.”

Lisa began to tell the story, “David came up behind my chair as I was watching TV the other night and started to rub my neck as I was watching. It felt so good and he knows how tense I get from work. As his fingers worked into the back of my head and behind my ears, he told me how nice I looked even after a long day at the office. David’s relaxing fingers traveled around my neck to stroke my throat and collar bones. I am pretty sure he was peeking down my blouse at my boobs.”

“Yes, I was,” interrupted David.

Lisa continued, “I didn’t want to stop his looking either. Secretly, I want someone to appreciate my curves other than the salesmen coming to my office every day. Then David said, to my surprise, ‘mom, you look fabulous, will you please pose naked with me for a website?’ I jumped out of my chair and turned to face David. I think I scared him. I wasn’t really angry, I was just surprised at the thought that my son wanted to pose naked with his old mom. It took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say, so I blurted out something like, ‘are you out of your mind, or what’s got into you, or something as equally inane’.”

“David was put off by my response and I really didn’t want that.” Lisa looked down into the water as she sat naked between her son and Drew. When she looked up again you could see the tears coming to her eyes. Facing David she said, “honey, now I am flattered and over joyed that you think of me in this romantic way and am honored that you want to even be seen with me naked.”

Lisa hugged her son and turned to Mary, “Mare, we have seen the pictures on that website and I sort of know what they are looking for, but I don’t want pictures of David and me engaged in intercourse. Do you suppose you could take a few shots of the two of us in tasteful poses? I need your help here if this is going to be nice. My handsome and caring son must not be embarrassed by his mom.”

“Wow, okay, here’s what I have in mind,” said Mary. “Let’s go, we’re going to start this little romp right now. Everyone grab your drink, put on your robe, and follow me; we’re heading for the family room.” The four exited the soothing, whirling water to don their robes and head inside. “Drew, honey, go into my office and get my camera and tripod. While you’re at that, bring in one of my sheets from the linen closet for a backdrop.”

“Lisa, you and I headed for my bedroom and put on some makeup and fix our hair. You boys towel off and wrap a towel around your waist. Lisa and I will wrap up in towels, too. That will be one of the first shots of the four of us. Yes, I said the four of us. Why waste a perfectly good chance to show off our stuff to the world. This is exciting.”