As she slid off Mike’s cock, Emma quickly moved in and took it in her mouth, sucking hard, tasting her mom’s pussy as she sucked and jerked it, then climbed up and slid down onto his cock, laying her hands on his chest and riding him until he shot a thick rope of cum inside her. She let his cock slip from inside her, kissed her mother and cuddled up against Mike. Carol slid up on the other side and wrapped her arm around him, laying her head on his bare chest.
Over the next month, Emma and Brad became an item. They saw each other a couple of times a week on nights that Brad didn’t have to work, had dinner with each other’s families and did all the things that a new young couple did. Mike and Carol were very impressed with Brad and enjoyed the time he spent with them. He joined the family at one of Josh’s baseball games, much to the disappointment of Josh’s teammates. After dinner he joined the family for pizza and talked baseball with Josh and video games with Michael.
Brad was a gentleman, well as much of a gentleman as any eighteen-year-old boy could be. Their hands roamed a bit more and their kissing became more of a make out session and more passionate each time. Emma wanted desperately to let his hands go as they slid down her body, but she was unsure, feeling like she would be betraying Mike, so she’d take his hand in hers and hold it and he’d stop, never doing anything to make her feel pressured, but she knew he had to be getting frustrated, because she sure was. When she got home, she would climb into bed with Mike and Carol and take her frustrations out on them, much to their delight.
After about three weeks, Emma nervously sat down next to Carol on an afternoon when Mike was out playing golf. Her fidgeting and silence told Carol that something was up, so she turned away from the show she was watching and asked, “What’s up Emma?”
Emma blushed and wrung her hands, looking away from her mom as she said, “Well, it’s about Brad.” Her voice trailed off and she took a breath.
Carol had a feeling she knew what this was about, but held her face expressionless as she replied, “What about Brad, Hun? Is everything OK?”
“Oh, yeah, it’s great Mom,” she responded quickly.
“Well, then, what’s the problem, Em?” Carol asked, trying to hold back a grin.
“Um, well,” Emma stammered a bit before continuing, “I kind of really like him, and, uh, well.” Once again, her voice tapered off and her face turned bright red.
“And you want to have sex with him?” Carol said, matter of factly.
Emma, giggled as she was prone to do when she was nervous, before looking at her mom with a big grin on her face and saying, “Yeah, I do.”
“So, what’s the problem? You can’t be nervous about being good, Mike would give you one heck of a reference, I’m sure,” Carol said, with a complete straight face.
Emma burst out laughing as she thought about that conversation, then got serious. “No, Mom,” she said quietly, “I’m afraid it will hurt Mike.”
Carol took Emma in her arms and held her and spoke softly, “Mike and I have talked about this Emma, we knew this was going to happen, if not with Brad with someone.”
Emma cringed a bit, imagining Mike and Carol talking about her like that, and whispered, “And?”
“And you’re a grown woman and should do what makes you happy. If that means things change around here, if that’s what’s right for you, then that’s what it is,” Carol said, looking deep in Emma’s eyes.
“Oh, no,” Emma shot back quickly, “Nothing is going to change here, I would never want that.”
Carol knew that absolutes were things that at some point would change, no matter what Emma thought right now, but that was a conversation for another day. “Well, the answer is still the same sweetie, if you want to have sex with Brad, or any other young man, that is entirely up to you. Mike and I understand, and it will not change anything for us.”
Emma squeezed Carol and felt better. “Should I tell Mike?” she asked.
“Only if you are comfortable, you don’t have to?” Carol responded.
“I think I should, Mom. I don’t want secrets between any of us,” Emma said.
“Well, sounds like you’ve decided then,” Carol said with a smile.
That settled, Emma, like all girls her age, moved on to something else until it was time to get dinner ready. Mike came home from golf, his shirt stained with sweat. Emma squealed as he tried to hug her, playfully pushing him away. “Not until you shower, you’re nasty,” she said as she squirmed away.
“OK, fine,” he replied with a big sigh before heading upstairs to shower. He showered and threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, then stepped out into the bedroom to find Emma sitting on the edge of the bed.
“What’s up, Em?” he asked, a bit concerned by the look on her face.
“Mike, I have to tell you something, that might hurt your feelings, but I think I have to tell you,” she said, looking down at her feet that were dangling off the edge of the bed.
He slid next to her on the bed, and took her hand in his, holding it gently. “What’s that, Emma?”
She took a deep breath and said softly, “I want to have sex with Brad.” When she finished, she looked up and was confused by the smile on his face. “That makes you happy?”
Mike squeezed her hand, “It makes me so happy that you care so much about my feelings that you are so nervous about this,” he replied.
Emma pulled her hand from his and fell against him, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing him tight. “It won’t change anything between us, ya know, me and you and Mom and Kelly, nothing will change, it will be just like it..” She stopped abruptly, realizing she was rambling again. She squeezed him tighter and relaxed when she felt his strong arms squeezing her.
“I love you, Emma,” he said quietly.
“I love you, Daddy,” she replied, with that naughty voice that made his cock stir in his pants. Her hand slipped down to his crotch, and she smiled as she felt the bulge that was beginning to grow. She pecked him on the cheek and bounced up, “Dinner’s about ready,” and off she went.
Mike relaxed and took a deep breath. He knew it was the right thing to do and the right thing to say to her, but he did not want any other man to have her. He would never let her know that, though, because that wasn’t fair to her. He got up and went downstairs, putting his happy face on.
He was starving and Carol’s lasagna was amazing as always. She told him that she had used the last of the sausage from the freezer, so he’d need to remember to pick up a pork butt at the butcher and grind some more. Dinner was a little quiet, and Emma felt like it was her fault because of the conversations from earlier. So, she decided to fix it. Mike started to get up to help with the dishes and Emma grabbed his hand, looking at him and grinning, she said, “Mom, would you mind cleaning up without Mike tonight?”
Carol looked back, a bit confused at first, then saw the grin on Emma’s face and laughed. “Yes, I’ll take care of it,” she said as she turned the water on in the sink.
“Thanks, Mom,” Emma said as she pushed Mike’s chair back a little and slid under the table and pushed his legs apart. Her fingers quickly had his shorts unbuttoned and his zipper down, her fingers around his cock as she fished it out and felt it start to stir. She loved feeling his cock grow in her mouth, so she quickly wrapped her lips around it and began sucking gently, swirling her tongue as it stiffened. She moved her head slowly up and down, loving the sounds Mike made when she sucked his cock. She started off fast and hard, then slowed and began to tease and play with it, getting a taste of his pre-cum. She looked up and saw the look of pure pleasure on his face and went back to work.
Carol got the dishes soaking, dried her hands and walked over next to Mike. Looking down, she saw Emma fully engaged on his cock, so she moved behind him and ran her hands over his shoulders. Leaning in and nuzzling his neck, she could feel her pussy getting wet with excitement. She stood and pulled her t-shirt off and slipped off her bra, then leaned in and pressed her tits against Mike’s face. Mike turned and began teasing her nipples with his teeth and tongue, increasing Carol’s excitement.
Carol slid a hand into her shorts and felt her silky wet pussy, two fingers sliding into it, she moaned.
“Emma, do you mind if we move to somewhere with more room, sweetie?” she asked, a bit of urgency to her voice.
Letting Mike’s cock slip from her mouth, she replied, “sure Mom, this hurts my knees anyway.” Emma had the thought that went through her head pretty much every time they would start fooling around anywhere but a bed, yes, it’s fun to be spontaneous and all that, but in the end, it’s a lot more fun in a bed where you are comfortable and have room. Even the couch was more confining than she would have preferred, but it was better than being on her knees on the hard kitchen floor.
Emma slid out from under the table, grabbed Mike’s hand and pulled him to the couch. Mike sat, and Emma pushed him onto his back, then climbed up between his legs and went back to work on his cock. Slipping out of her shorts and panties on the way to the couch, Carol straddled Mike’s face and lowered herself down onto his waiting tongue. She let out a loud moan when his tongue grazed her wet lips, then she began to rotate her hips as his tongue lapped hungrily. Emma had picked up the pace again and it wasn’t long before Mike was squirming and blew a thick stream of cum into her mouth.
Sliding off Mike’s cock, she held the cum in her mouth and stood next to her mother. Taking her mother’s hair, she pulled her head back and positioned her mouth over her mouth. She had seen this in a porno and had been waiting for a chance to try it. Her mother opened her mouth and Emma let a long stream of cum and saliva drop in. She leaned in and kissed her mom and their tongue swirled together, exchanging Mike’s cum.
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