The Virgin Mum Pt. 04 – Three of Us

Literotic asexstories – The Virgin Mum Pt. 04 – Three of Us by Joannapsych,Joannapsych It had been an absolutely wild couple of weeks. I had spent a weekend with my mum and an intense conversation took place where my mum confessed to me that she had never had an orgasm. Sex was still a mystery to her; her sex life with my father had consisted of him climbing on top, pushing her legs apart, and thrusting his cock into her dry and unprepared pussy. Once he had shot inside her, he climbed off leaving her sore and wondering what sex was all about, why everyone seemed so fascinated by it.

I had offered to help and had gradually undressed my mother before sliding fingers inside her pussy and bringing her to her first ever orgasm. I had then brought her to another orgasm when she swung her leg over my lap and pushed my cock inside her. She and I fucked until I was close to coming and suggested that she should get off but she gripped me and rode me harder until I shot inside her triggering another orgasm for her.

The relationship the next morning was warm and affectionate between us and mum said that she wanted to ‘have fun’ the next weekend and I promised we would. We both felt we were consenting adults, neither of us were being forced into doing anything against our wishes and there was no chance of any offspring from the relationship.

I did, however, have to tell my wife. Becky and I had no secrets from each other, and any sexual adventures were shared, talked about in bed and often re-enacted. When I returned home, Becky and I had a meal and then, together, on the sofa, I related what had happened that weekend. Becky was sympathetic to what my mum had gone through and pleased that she had now experienced sex as a positive thing for the first time. She was also pleased it had been me and knew that I had found it very exciting having sex with my mum.

Becky then told me about something she had never told me. It had happened before we met so there was no reason why she should have shared before now. Becky told me that she had gone home from university for a reading week and was studying in her room in an empty house. Feeling extremely horny she had stripped naked and started to use her vibrator on her pussy. She had opened her eyes to find her dad stood by her bed watching her, this had turned her on and she had invited her dad to sit and watch. As she became more aroused being watched she asked her dad to undress and use the vibrator on her. After an explosive orgasm she asked her dad to push the vibrator into her bum and then to use his cock in her pussy which ended up with him shooting his seed deep inside his daughter. Becky said they had never repeated the experience and never spoken about it. We had gone to bed together and re-enacted both experiences together.

I had returned to my mum’s house last night and mum had said that she was finding it difficult to find arousal and orgasm using her fingers, and could not recreate the sensations she had experienced the week before with me. I had used a mirror on the floor and got my mum to squat, naked, over it and together, we had examined her pussy with a great deal of intimacy. I had discovered that she had quite a large clitoris which we had both rubbed with fingers and we both used our fingers to explore the inside of her pussy. This had been incredibly sexually exciting for both of us, her, mainly from the sensation of fingers exploring her lewdly exposed pussy; for me the chance to view the entirety of my mother’s wet slit and the depths of her hole which had opened very wide. We had returned to the bed and I had used my mouth on her pussy despite her protestations that it was ‘wrong’ and ‘dirty’ until she had a crashing orgasm which had left her limp and lifeless on the bed.

Mum had then asked me to make love to her again, but this time whilst she lay on her back with her legs spread wide to receive me. As I came, she pulled me close into her with her legs and held me inside her whilst I climaxed. We had fallen asleep in each other’s arms and stayed that way until we awoke in the morning.

The following morning, we had got up and showered, but separately. If we had been in the shower together, I don’t think we would have left the house that day. I went into town to buy some wine and to get a present for mum (My Secret Garden by Nancy Friday). I got back to the house around midday and mum had coffee waiting.

I needed to let mum know that Becky was coming up for the evening. As I explained, it was clear from the look on my mum’s face that she was disappointed. Mum loved Becky very much but she obviously had been hoping to have me to herself for the evening and, more importantly, the night. The next part of the conversation was even more difficult; I had to explain to mum that I had told Becky about the last weekend. As I did so it was clear that mum was upset.

“How am I going to face her over the dinner table? I am so embarrassed and ashamed; she will think I am horrible.”

“Mum,” I said “Becky thinks nothing of the sort. She thinks it is dreadful that you have had such a bad experience before. She doesn’t feel sorry for you because it was not your fault and she is delighted that you have been awakened to the pleasures of sex. If I sleep in your bed tonight, she will be very happy about it and may even bring us breakfast in bed in the morning.”

Mum looked uncertain but obviously decided that what was done could not be undone. She got up from the table and started to wash the dishes. I moved over and put my arms around her from behind, I kissed the back of her neck. Mum pushed be bum back slightly against my crotch and said, “It will all be fine, it is all so new to me and I just need to take some time to sort out how I feel. I am not going to stop exploring the new things we have explored and I am not going to stop enjoying your cock.” The last word was said with some hesitation and uncertainty, mum was certainly going to have to get to grips with some new words.

“I am not going to stop my adventures with you either.” I said. “Becky understands our relationship and wants you to enjoy your sex life with me.” Mum started to rub her bum up and down over my crotch and instantly I became hard. Mum could obviously feel the effect she was having on me and began to move more insistently and pushed harder against me. I enjoyed the feeling very much but was even happier that mum seemed to have put the news that I had shared the details of our burgeoning relationship with Becky behind her.

I kissed the back of her neck once more and said that we had to get on otherwise Becky would be here before I had done any jobs.

I got some tools out and worked at a couple of tasks outside leaving mum with the washing up. Thoughts about last night and what might come tonight were running through my head, fortunately the jobs were not complicated and I managed them without any injury to myself.

It wasn’t long before Becky’s car pulled into the drive and mum and I went to meet her. We all headed into the house for a coffee. The atmosphere was much lighter than I had feared it would be, much of this was down to Becky’s good nature and my mum’s increasing confidence.

As I drained my cup Becky said, “why don’t you go and get a couple of bottles of wine for dinner tonight?”

“Already done” I said.

Becky looked at me, “Why don’t you go and get a couple of bottles of good wine for tonight? You can take your time choosing them. Go to that nice wine merchant on the other side of town.” I got the hint and put my shoes on, grabbed the car keys and made my exit.

Although I wasn’t there, Becky filled me in on the conversation between my mum and herself. They had sat in the kitchen with more coffee. Mum had started the asking about what I had told her. Becky had explained that I had related exactly what had happened.

“He told you that we had full sex and that he ejaculated inside me?”

“Yes” said Becky, “I need to tell you that I am happy with what happened. What happened with you when you were married was wrong and I am so sorry that you have gone through so much of your life not experiencing the pleasure and joy that can come from really good sex. Jack is a good lover and it is a great thing that you had a really positive experience together.”

“You don’t feel jealous or disgusted that it was your husband and my own son?”

“Of course I don’t” said Becky, “As I said James is a great lover and so much better that your first real sexual experience was with someone who knows what they are doing and can excite you. I have got tell you that what happened between the two of you is more common than you think.”

Becky said that she then told my mum what had happened between her and her own father. She said that she didn’t feel that my mum was ready for the full version which she had given me, but did tell her most of what happened in shortened form.”

“How did she react?” I asked.

“She didn’t really say much, just took my hand and squeezed it. There was a bit of a silence and then she asked me about tonight.”

“What do you think will happen tonight?” she asked.

“Jack will come into your room and you can explore” I said. “I will stay in our room and think of you making love together. That will excite me and I am sure I will have a play thinking about the two of you together.”

“I have really struggled with touching myself” mum said. “Last night Jack really helped with that.”

Becky said that mum began to blush and speak in a quieter voice at this point. I thought that quieter voice or not it was remarkable that mum was speaking about sex with someone.

Mum had explained what we had done the previous night, how she had squatted naked over s mirror and examined her ‘pussy’ (Becky said she struggled with the word) for the first time, and how exciting it had been to be exposed so completely in front of her son.

She then told Becky how she had laid on the bed and used her fingers to make herself orgasm with me watching her do it from between her legs.

“Jack then used his mouth down there, between my legs. I was really embarrassed to have him do that but it felt amazing and he made me orgasm again. I have never known that sort of thing could happen but I have to say I loved it.”

Becky said that she squeezed my mum’s hand to reassure her as mum said that she had asked me to make love to her again and that I had ejaculated inside her which she loved.

“If you want to join us tonight,” mum had said shyly, “I don’t mind. It would be better than having you in the next room listening to us and I am not sure I could manage if you could hear what was going on. It might sound silly but it would be less inhibiting if you were with us.”

Becky assured mum that she would love that, and would love to watch me make love to her. They agreed to see how the evening went.

I got back in time to complete a few tasks within the house then grabbed a shower. Fresh, and wearing a clean shirt, I joined mum and Becky for a drink while dinner finished in the oven. The meal that evening was excellent and the wine delicious. Mum’s hand kept stroking my thigh and Becky’s foot kept touching mine. Looks between each other were constantly exchanged and the sexual tension was heavy in the air. Becky’s hands kept disappearing into her blouse and quietly stroking the flesh of her breasts and mum was wriggling on her seat. With all of the sexual arousal in the air my cock was as hard as a rock in my trousers and I was toying with the idea of taking it out to relieve the pressure but, as liberated as my mum was becoming, she would have disapproved of that at the meal table. Having sex with my mum was one thing but she still had rules and standards, besides I was enjoying the sexual frisson at the table.

When dinner was over, we cleared the dishes and stacked the dishwasher, it was almost that the next step was one too far and we were trying to delay it. Eventually, Becky gave my mum a kiss on the cheek and said “If you go to your room, Jack will follow. If you would rather it is just Jack tonight that is fine with me.”

There was a pause and mum said “No, both of you, please, I would prefer it if you were with us rather than being next door and listening to me.” With that we all went to our rooms to get ready.

In our room, I gave Becky a long and passionate kiss, I could tell that she was highly aroused. I stroked down her back and brought my hands up to cradle her bum. Becky said “What do you think, underwear or naked under my robe?”

“Naked, I think. Mum doesn’t have fancy underwear as far as I know it might be easier to be naked, I am sure she will just be wearing a robe, she was last night.”

Becky blew me a kiss and started to remove her clothes. The sight of my wife undressing is always an exciting sight. Firstly, Becky removed her top and slacks. Standing there in her underwear was a stunning looking woman. Becky is medium height and not stupidly skinny; she has curves which are a delight to run my hands over. Her hair is a natural deep brunette

As swingers, we both meet other couples as a couple and other single people if we choose. Becky has far more offers than I do to meet both men and women and could meet three or four times a week if she chose. However, she keeps meets on her own to every six weeks or so. I manage one every six months. Couple meets are every couple of months otherwise the whole thing becomes crowded and no fun.

After any meet we always relate what we have done with lovers to each other in bed. We have even experimented with Becky phoning me up while she is having sex with a lover, describing what he or she is doing to her and how good it feels but being back together after meeting someone is the most important part.

Becky reached behind her back to undo the catches of her bra. Both of us prefer to be natural and Becky does not shave. I could see the dark patches of hair nestled within her armpits and a shudder of anticipation ran through me; I knew my mum hadn’t shaved either and the thought of them together in bed was intensely arousing. Becky hooked her fingers into the waistband of her knickers and pulled them down to her feet, stepping out of them. I could see her hairy pussy and Becky looked at me running her fingers through her pubic hair fluffing it up. The scent of her arousal came across the room.

“Do you realise,” I said, “That my mum is next door getting ready for sex with me, and you are going to watch.” Becky smiled and told me to hurry up and get undressed. She handed me my robe and bent over to get her robe from her travelling bag on the bed. The action caused her bum to thrust towards me slightly and I thought I could just see her lips peeping out at the join between her legs.

I pulled on my robe and Becky did the same, hiding her luscious body from view. Becky bent back over the bed and pulled her small bag of tricks from the holdall. “Just in case” she said, “I don’t want to have to run back in here for anything.”

I grinned; I knew what Becky kept in her ‘bag of tricks’ but I was fairly sure we wouldn’t need them tonight. We kissed once again, opened the door to our room and headed across the landing to my mum’s room.

Becky knocked gently on the door and we opened it and walked in. Mum was standing by her bed, the room illuminated by the bedside lights. She was wearing the same robe as last night, silky and clinging as she moved.

We stood there, all us a little awkward. I said “Shall we undress and move onto the bed or do we want to start by standing together?”

Mum said, “I prefer the bed I think,” and she loosened the sash of her gown. She stood looking at both of us and we undid our gowns as well. The three of us shrugged the gowns off from our shoulders and stood there naked in front of each other’s gaze. Last night had been the first time my mum had seen a naked male man and now was the first time she had looked at a naked woman.

We looked at each other’s bodies for hours, well it felt like it but in reality, it was really only about a minute or two but the time was well spent. My cock started to become fully erect and Becky began to pose. She lifted her arms and put her hands behind her head. Becky’s breasts are best described as full and the movement of her arms caused them to rise up and the nipples point forward. Unlike my mum’s rose-coloured nipples, Becky’s are dark red with thick rubbery points. Becky twisted her torso from side to side showing her underarms, her breasts, her belly and the delta of hair at the base of her stomach. Watching her, my mum, hesitantly, followed suit, lifting her arms in the same way and twisting her torso.

Becky and mum looked at each other and what each saw was something they liked. Taking a couple of steps over towards my mum, Becky turned and the two women faced me continuing to twist and move. Becky turned away from me so that her back was towards me and bent forward with her hands on the bed, pushing her bum out towards me. Seeing her movement, my mum did the same and both women were presenting their bums towards me. Both bums gleamed in the gentle light and they swayed side to side. Becky’s fingers then appeared between her thighs and I knew she was touching the moistness between her thighs.

Becky and mum then turned and sat on the bed and scooted over the covers until they were lying down side by side. “Come and join us,” said mum. I moved to the bed and lay down with mum in the middle. I lifted my head up and rested it in my hand; looking down I could see four beautiful breasts. All were heavy and full, each pulling to the side under their own weight and Becky’s left breast and mum’s right breast were touching. Both of my women were looking at me, smiling and with an expectant look on their faces.

I placed my hand on my mother’s stomach and started to stroke the skin. Mum gave a sigh and raised her hands behind her head. This stretched and flattened her breasts and her nipple sprang erect. Previously I had teased and sucked on them to get this reaction but mum was obviously much more aware of what sensations were about to come and her body anticipated these feelings.

The temptation was too much for me and I lowered my mouth to her puckered nipple. Mum gave a small groan and her legs involuntarily parted a little. I brought my hand up and rubbed the palm across the other erect nipple. I raised my eyes and looked over the body of my mum to my wife. Becky had seen me suck another woman’s nipples before, but the fact that these nipples were my mother’s fascinated her and her gaze was fixed on what was happening inches in front of her. Her hand moved down to one of her nipples and she began to make circular movements around the nipple with her finger bringing her wonderful dark nipples to instant hardness.

Now mum had both nipples at full hardness and I used my hand to lift the breast I hadn’t sucked and bring the nipple to my mouth. Mum’s breasts were full and weighty and when I released my hold the weight of the breast pulled the nipple from my mouth with a faint pop. Becky lifted her hand, cupped my mum’s breast and lifted it, offering her nipple to my mouth. The sight of my wife holding my mother’s breast and feeding me the nipple was so arousing.

I took the nipple back into my mouth and held it there with increased suction so that the nipple did not slip out again. Becky slowly let my mum’s breast drop back down and the pull of mum’s breast pulled against the nipple in my mouth, stretching it. Mum gasped but seemed to enjoy the sensation. I let the nipple slip from my mouth and taking the other nipple in my mouth, applied the same suction and tension, drawing the nipple upwards against the weight of her breast.

Becky had started to stoke the exposed hair in my mother’s armpit. There was no negative reaction from my mum to being sexually touched by another woman so she either wasn’t aware in her aroused state who was stroking her armpit or, if she was aware, was enjoying the touch.