His and Hers Ch. 01

Literotic asexstories – His and Hers Ch. 01 by 8inthebox,8inthebox
Welcome to part one of our story. This series will be a multi-part collaboration attempt between two first time Literotica writers. This story is written in tandem, you will notice changes in pronouns. To avoid confusion, we’ll be labeling our sections HIS and HERS. As always, constructive feedback is encouraged. Let us know what you like (and what you don’t). Most of all, please enjoy our work. However you see fit.

HIS

Thinking back to how I got here, I chuckle to myself. We were simply playing a game online, to get to know each other. Maybe, if we’re lucky enough, share some kinks with like-minded people. The game was simple, our version of 20 questions, but with a twist. 5 questions at a time, personal in nature, no topic is off limits, the only rule, being complete honesty.

That this has led me to this moment, the three of us gathered in your kitchen for a bite before we start our day, is nothing short of miraculous. We’ve spent the last few minutes discussing our plans for the weekend over the wonderful breakfast you’re preparing.

It is a big day for us, a big step. After meeting your son for the first time last night, it is time to meet your larger family. A pool party, you’d said as we laid in bed late last night (ok early this morning) catching our breath from our pre-bedtime exertion. The towel in my hands cleaning up the remnants of my cum from your body. Your chest, your lips, your nose and your cheeks are covered in my release and I’m wiping you down tenderly, taking care of my good girl.

“A pool party,” I say, “that sounds fun. I’m really looking forward to meeting them.” A small slight smile pulls at the corners of my lips, imperceptible to your son, but caught by your smoldering glance. I am intrigued, realizing that this is a golden opportunity to test your loyalty and submission to me.

Walking past you to my seat, I pause behind you, running my fingertips across your shoulders lightly as I sit down. Your chest pinkens in response to my touch. I realize I woke up and just threw on loose fitting athletic shorts which hang on my waist, and an exercise shirt, no underwear as we’re simply lounging at home. You can see every ridge of my thickening cock hanging in my shorts, the material clinging around it, highlighting the shape as it wakes up in response to tracing my fingers across your beautiful fucking body.

You woke up earlier than me, getting your son started on his day. Your body is mostly uncovered. You simply wear a bra and not much else. Your son, who is used to your minimal clothing, sits across the table from you, his legs not quite reaching the floor. He’s eating his breakfast, fully immersed in his Switch. His attention focused on his new game and trying to conquer the level which had plagued him for weeks. We might as well be alone, our presence in the kitchen completely ignored.

“What’s our plan today?” I say, looking over your shoulder as you play on your phone. You’re looking at bathing suits for the party we’re attending this afternoon at your mom’s house. My fingers trace down your neck across the flesh of your tits not covered by the cups of your comfortable, threadbare bra. Feeling the goosebumps rise to meet them. “Ohh, I love that one,” I comment, seeing the cut of the suit, knowing it will give me easy access. That all day your perfect tits, your beautiful ass, and your tight, wet, little pussy will be on display for me. A feast for my eyes (and obviously, a feast for my mouth).

Your breathing begins to increase in speed and intensity as I run my fingers below the cups of your bra and graze across your nipples, feeling them stiffen and meet my palms, you let out a slight little moan, your breath intensifying. “He’s right there,” you hiss, as my fingers capture your nipples and lightly pull at them.

“Well then you’ll have to be quiet, won’t you? Besides, he doesn’t care, or notice what is going on around him when he’s completely focused on his game. Watch,” I say as I wink at you and drop out of view. Your son takes no notice of this change, but I can feel your nervous energy, scared but oh so excited.

Once below the table, as you both pick at your breakfast, I hear you begin to ask him about his game, but suddenly, as I lightly graze your calves from my spot under the table, your breath catches. Your mind is racing. “Is he really doing this with my son right there?”

I kiss your ankle lightly and begin a trail of my tongue and lips, straight up your calves, your thighs, lifting and positioning your legs to give me access as you try to stifle your moans. Hoping he doesn’t notice or think something is wrong. When I’ve finally kissed my way up the inside of your thighs, you realize, you need this. You need it just as bad as I do and you open your hips. Making room for my face. Noticing your change in position, I look up in your eyes from beneath the table. You’re staring straight down at me. Your eyes are on fire. I whisper, just loud enough for only you to process, “Tell me what you want.”

I see a fire in your eyes, as your hand imperceptibly puts down your fork and drops below the table, to my face. You lightly rub my cheek, put your hand on the back of my head and pull me into your pussy. Your eyes never leave him. Silently praying that he doesn’t notice what happened to his mom’s friend. Where did he go?

As I approach your pussy, with your hand still on my head guiding me towards it, my mouth begins to water. I need to taste you. I need to taste your cum. I glance up at you as my lips finally reach your wet, tightness. Licking it from the bottom to the top. I feel your breath catch as I circle your clit with my tongue. An imperceptible little whimper escapes your lips as I swirl my tongue around your clit, causing him to break from his game for a second.

“Mom, are you ok?” he asks as you fight not to moan louder, or grab my head in your hands and put an end to my teasing. Desperate to get my tongue inside of you.

“I’m good, bud. I just saw something surprising on my phone,” you tell him. He looks at you in complete disbelief. He’s not blind, your phone hasn’t even left the table.

“Adults are so weird,” he says, and goes back to his game. If only he knew, that as he was making his declaration, my tongue had begun pushing into your pussy in earnest, curling into it, pulling out your wetness in little pools to spread around your lips, and your clit.

I begin to feel your hips move. Grinding a bit against my tongue. Imperceptibly, so lightly, that to a casual observer (or to your son, happily munching away on his breakfast), the fact that you’re having that tight, wet pussy devoured, is not even a consideration. But yet here we are. My tongue is dipping into and out of you. Your hips grinding so slightly in response, begging for more as you answer your son’s occasional observations and questions. Keeping your voice as steady as possible but still occasionally whimpering, your voice cracking as your pussy begins to climb towards its peak.

Your body is beginning to betray you now. If he happens to look up from his game, he will see something isn’t normal. You’re flushed, the heat rising in your chest. Your perfect tits have nipples which could cut glass, pressing against your bra, showcasing their arousal to the world. Your hips making circular little motions, focusing my tongue exactly where you want it, where you need it.

I can tell you’re nervous, but also you’re far past wanting to stop me. Or, quite frankly being able to. You want to cum, no you NEED to cum, and quickly. Preferably without him noticing, but even that has taken a back seat to your desire. You’re slightly increasing the pace as I do the same. My lips encircling, sucking your pussy as my tongue simultaneously flicks at your clit.

The fingers of my right hand spread you open to devour you as my left teases your asshole lightly with my fingertips. I can feel you about to explode as you shift forward in your seat, further under the table but also giving me so much better access to your pussy. And your asshole. Your son asks if you’re ok as you’ve mistakenly let a moan slip out louder than you expected. “Yes, just stubbed my toe, on the table. But I don’t want to distract Andrew, so I tried to keep it down. He left to work on something important for mommy.”

I can’t hide my smile beneath your table, truer words have never been spoken. I am working on something important I think as I slide two fingers into you, curling them to rub across your spot from the inside, needing you to cum for me, right here at breakfast. Needing to feel your hips buck, and your clit pulse against my tongue as you explode.

My tongue flicks at your clit as my fingers continue to slide into you. Sucking it, worshipping my pussy. Making it feel the way only I can. I’m beginning to sense that you are finally approaching your sweet release. One of your hands has slipped under the table. Playing with my hair as you climb towards the edge. I can feel your legs shaking, your abs beginning to clench.

Finally, with a stifled groan which escapes slightly louder than you anticipated, I feel your body go rigid as you call out, “Fuck, I’m cumming,” and pull my face deeper into you. Your dripping wet pussy explodes on my tongue, shockwaves going through you. The climax seemingly extending forever, waves of it passing through you as your son responds, “Are you ok mommy? Why did you say a bad word?”

You realize you must be careful here rather than spoil his illusion of you. After all, you just soaked your chair, right in front of him as he ate breakfast. “I’m ok buddy. Drew just called me, I think from the office. If you weren’t so focused on your game, you might’ve heard him too,” you tease with a satiated smile. A far off look in your eyes.

Despite your heightened state of being, you refocus the conversation on his ignoring you when he has his screen time. Trying to focus him on anything but the post orgasmic bliss you are experiencing as I lightly lick and suck on your pussy, bringing you back down to Earth.

Once you’ve regained control, you slide the chair back and ask him to help find me, looking into my eyes, trained up on you. As my tongue swipes around my lips and chin, searching for another taste of you, you blow me a kiss, and slowly slide two fingers into your mouth, showing me what you really want to do for me at that moment. Making my cock fully hard for you as the two of you stand, leaving the kitchen and enabling me the time I need to slide out from under the table and sneak to your room while you slowly search the house for me.

You find me in your room, changing into my bathing suit and shirt for the party. You turn the corner first, just as I’m tucking my cock away and closing my shorts. I see your eyes flick to my cock, the fire reignited in them again as I zip up the suit just as he rounds the corner. “Ready to go Drew?” he asks.

My reply is immediate with my patience for him overriding my need for you. “I will be,” I say, “but I need to borrow mom to help me with something quick, is that ok?”

He lights up, loving that I’m asking his permission, and says, “yes,” his huge smile brightening further as I walk him to the couch and put on his favorite cartoon. Thinking that should set him up for a bit, I return to your room, and shut the door. Not locking it just in case, I turn to look at you. One look at that delicious fucking body, which just exploded for me.

The memory of your explosion makes my cock tent my swimsuit. My eyes meet yours and I nod down at how hard I am for you. Purposely focusing your attention on the way my body reacts when you give yourself to me. Mind, body and soul.

I can see your skin heating before my eyes, goosebumps popping up on the top swell of your tits as I step toward you, lowering my trunks. “Suck my cock beautiful,” I say, “I need your mouth.”

HERS

I slip my arms around your waist and murmur in your ear, “Yes. I want to play.”

I slowly reach for you and push you onto the edge of the bed gently running my hands over your lower belly and the tops of your thighs. Teasing you, I hear you groan and thrust your hips up slightly.

“Lay back and enjoy.”

I cradle your balls, gently fondling them and rolling them softly with my soft, delicate fingers. My fingers move from the base to the shaft as I gently run my hand slowly up and down steadily from base to tip.

Your hips push up and you slide your cock through my warm fingers. I love feeling how hard you get for me. I run my palm over the head of your cock, slightly squeezing it because I know it drives you wild. I found a rhythm before too long. My right hand pumps up and down while my left hand alternates between playing gently with your balls and holding the base of your cock. Keeping you rock hard for me.

I’m pumping faster now as you are breathing more heavily and your hands are gripping the sides of the bed. You start moaning and I can feel your hips pushing up as I move faster and lengthen my strokes til my hand is nearly coming right off of your length.

My hands are working hard on the length of your cock. Your breathing gets more erratic and your legs tense up. You grip the edges of the bed hard and I love how your arm muscles flex. You look so incredibly sexy and my body is starting to catch fire. I could watch you like this all day.

But I knew my son wouldn’t stay away for long and I needed to make you cum, no I needed it in my mouth. I leaned down to kiss your cockhead and take you inside my mouth. I felt you jerk involuntarily and I knew you were getting close. I lowered my mouth down your shaft, tasting the slight saltiness and smelling the slightly musky odor of the man I couldn’t resist in the heat of the moment.

I wanted to devour that strong powerful cock. The shaft was wet and slick from my saliva draining down your cock, I felt the veins as my lips caressed you. I held your tight balls. My head jolted as your ass lifted and you began to thrust from the bed. I held strong as I began to suck your hard cock. I felt a couple of jerks and tasted the first stream of cum as you erupted and released your cum, all in my mouth.

But I wanted more. So much fucking more, moving up your body, straddling you and spreading my leg to the side so my pussy was wide open for the taking, I positioned your cock at my entrance and plunged you deep inside me. It felt like I was being split open but God, what a glorious feeling.

My tight pussy engulfing your cock, I could feel another eruption of cum hit the walls of my pussy. I keep fucking you as hard as I can with the downstrokes burying your cock up to your balls. Your cock inside my pussy gives me everything I wanted in life. Somehow my greedy pussy took it all and if you could give more, I would have wanted that too. I came over and over and by then you were just twitching periodically, humping a little but primarily just quivering.

Finally, my contractions subsided, and I lifted my leg off you and your long big dick flopped against your belly. I moved down to take it in my mouth. I licked him clean and let the rest of the thin cum draining from his cock settle into my mouth where it pooled. I moved it around a little, coating my teeth and gums and I swallowed.

Just in time too, as my son immediately knocked on the door, “Mommy it’s time to leave.”