Linda’s discovery – part 2a

I knew Mark was upping the stakes saying “fuck”, “cunt”, and talking about what he would do if I were actually there. But I didn’t care. Anne was right – there was something kind of nice about having an artificial wall of a couple of hundred miles between me and him while we both masturbated. It seemed to make us both more open to saying things to each other that we would probably never have said if we were in the same room. I didn’t scold him for his language or try and limit him in his fantasy. This wasn’t the time for modesty or maternal correction.

Instead I savored it. I plunged a finger in my pussy and pulled it out, glistening in the light coming from the bedside lamp. I put it in my mouth and noisily sucked all of my juices off of it.

“Mmmm,” I moaned. “Mommy tastes nice and clean for her big boy, and so wet, thinking about him sharing this cunt juice with her.”

Mark groaned. “God mom, did you just taste your own pussy juice off of your finger? That is so fucking hot. Do you like that?”

“Yes baby, mommy likes that. I love tasting my pussy while I imagine you tasting me off of my panties.”

“Geez,” Mark gasped. “Have you ever… you know… in real life… you know… been with another woman.”

If I had been in more control, or more rational, I would have deflected that question. I had never discussed my sexual history with Mark, or hardly anyone else. But, like I said earlier, at the moment modesty didn’t seem to fit the moment.

“Yes honey, I have. It’s been a long time, but back in college my roommate and I hooked up a few times. I loved eating her pussy and she may have been the best cunt lapper I have ever had,” I answered honestly, although feeling particularly naughty saying “cunt” (a word I rarely used) to my baby boy. Even though I couldn’t believe I was talking about eating pussy with my own son, I had to admit that it was incredibly exciting. My own pussy was practically dripping now as I cradled the phone against my shoulder so that I could play with both my pussy and my nipples at the same time. I knew that I was close to cumming.

Apparently so was my Mark. The image in his head of his own mom eating pussy must be driving him wild, I reasoned. “Oh god,” he breathed. “I’m about to cum mommy.” His breathing quickened and all that I could hear were groans on the other end of the line. I pictured him stroking his big hard cock and pushed two fingers in my cunt as I felt my own orgasm swelling inside me.

“God, yes,” I screamed as I felt virtually every muscle in my body tense. “Cum for me baby. Cum all over mommy. I want to feel your hot cum all over my pussy.” With that I came so hard, I literally almost passed out.

It took several minutes for either of us to say anything, both of us panting. Finally Mark said, “Fuck mom, that was incredible.”

“I know baby. Sweet dreams,” I smiled

The following Saturday Anne came over and we lay out by the pool for a while, then came in and made salads and enjoyed each other’s company. With the boys gone, it was nice to be able to spend time with someone in this big house, and I am sure she felt the same.

Mark and I hadn’t spoken for three days although I feel sure that he hadn’t gone without masturbating during that time since I knew that I hadn’t. Of course, Anne had asked about Mark and if we had any more phone chats since she and I had talked. I told her all about the last one and could see that she was almost as worked up as I was when I was telling her about it as we lay by the pool sipping our wine.

After dinner we each had two more glasses of wine from the bottle we had been working on all afternoon and were both feeling a bit of a buzz. We had both changed into our casual clothes and were sitting on the couch laughing about the latest episode of our favorite Sunday night soap opera, probably giggling a little more than normal, thanks to the wine.

It was about 10:00 and Annie had just said that she probably needed to get home when the phone rang. I looked down and saw that it was Mark calling. I answered quickly.

“Hey there stud.”

Anne laughed out loud and I quickly put my finger to my lips, shushing her.

“Hey beautiful, I was hoping I would catch you before you went to bed… or maybe as you were getting in bed,” he said with a little chuckle in his voice. “I am about to go meet up with some of my fraternity brothers but just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Hmmm,” I purred into the phone, “Sounds like baby wants some play time with mommy before he goes out.” I winked at Anne. She initially looked shocked, and then smiled broadly. She got up to leave, but I silently waved her to sit back down.

“You know I would mommy. My roommate is already gone and I have your panties right here with me,” he said, his voice sounding deeper and closer to the phone.

“I’m glad you called baby. Mommy had a little too much to drink tonight with Tom’s mommy. She just left so now it’s just you and me,” I lied, smiling at Anne. Her jaw had dropped a bit and she was staring at me like I was crazy, but I could also see her nipples poking through her shirt and knew that, even though she could only hear one side of the conversation, it was turning her on. I held my glass out to her and she went and filled both of our glasses, finishing the bottle. It was then, that I had an idea.

“Baby, let me go make sure all of the doors are locked and the lights are off outside so that I can completely relax with you. I’ll call you back in about two minutes. Okay?”

“Sure mom,” Mark replied. “I can’t wait.”

I hung up and looked at Anne, sitting cross legged on the couch. She let out a sound that was a cross between a laugh and a scream.

“Oh my god, girl. You are so naughty,” she smiled.

“Okay Annie, here is the deal,” I said breathlessly. “I’m going to let you listen in to this since I know it is a fantasy of yours too but you have to swear you won’t say a word.”

“I pinky swear,” she laughed, holding out her little finger. We both laughed and hooked pinky fingers.

I took another swig of wine and, after a few more giggles from Anne and I, I called Mark right back.

“Baby, I am going to put you on speaker tonight if that’s okay,” I said, trying to suppress a giggle with Annie. “Mommy wants to be able to use both of her hands when she talks to you. Okay?”

I pressed the speaker button on the phone just as Mark said “Sure.”

I settled back onto the couch, my feet on the coffee table and the phone resting on the arm of the sofa. “Do you still have mommy’s panties there with you baby?” I asked, looking at Annie, winking.

“Mmmm, yes,” Mark replied. “They’re already wrapped around my hard cock mom. I wish you could see it.”

“God, I know,” I said, momentarily forgetting that Anne was sitting next to me taking a large gulp of her wine. “Maybe Annie and I had too much wine tonight, but that really sounds good right now baby.”

“Do you think Tom and his mom have conversations like we do mom?” Mark asked.

I looked at Anne and smiled. “I’m not sure. She’s never said anything, but of course, I’ve never told her about us either,” I lied as I shushed Anne from giggling out loud. “Has he ever said anything to you?”

“No. Not exactly. But I know that he likes to play with her panties too. I mean like I like to play with yours.”

“Oh, really? And how do you know this?” I asked, looking at Anne, who was staring at the phone waiting to hear the answer as well.

“You know. We talk,” he laughed. “He told me that he jerks off with her panties like I do with yours, except that he has to take them from the hamper,” he added being careful not to confess to his own pilfering. “I think he loves the smell and the taste, almost as much as I do.”

I looked at Anne and she wasn’t smiling now. She had a kind of glazed-over look and was slowly sinking back against the other arm of the sofa, extending her legs out to put her feet on the coffee table like me. I began to run my hands over my tits, and down to my pussy. I didn’t care that my best friend was watching me. In fact, it turned me on to share this with her, knowing that she was getting turned on too. I decided to take it up a notch.

“Do you think he wants to fuck her?” I asked, looking directly at Anne as I said it. Instead of being shocked, she laid her head back and with her free hand started slowly down her chest, running her hand over her tits as well.

“I know he does,” Mark said.

“And what about you baby?” I asked. “Are you okay with just jerking off with mommy’s panties? Or do you want to fuck me too?”

“Yes mommy,” Mark breathed raggedly into the phone. “I want to fuck you, too.”

Annie had her head back and her eyes closed. She had put her wine down so that she could use both of her hands to touch herself while she listened to Mark talk about fucking me and Tom fucking her. I closed my eyes and pictured both of these young studs standing in front of us with their hard cocks out and my hands ran all over my body. Up to that point I was content to keep my clothes on and carry out the fantasy with Mark while Anne and I listened to him jerk off. But this image was too powerful. I sat up and took off my shirt and bra and began pulling on my nipples. I looked at Anne and she was too caught up in her own world to notice.

“You’re stroking that hard cock now aren’t you baby? Stroking it with mommy’s panties. Imagining that you are fucking me aren’t you?” I moaned, one my hands now moving from my rock hard nipple to the crotch of my shorts. I began to rub it in earnest.

I glanced over at Anne to make sure she was still in her own world. Instead, I could see her peeking at me through half closed eyes, watching me play with my tits in the open and with my pussy through my shorts.

“God, yes,” my son groaned. “I wish that I was fucking you. And right next to us was Tom and his mom, fucking too.”

At this Anne let out a louder groan and I quickly looked over to see her jam her hand down her shorts. I knew it was loud enough that Mark must have heard it and I froze, fearing that he knew someone else was in the room with me.

“You like that idea, huh?” Mark grunted into the phone, apparently believing he had heard me instead of someone else. I looked at Anne and she was lost in her own world with her hand deep inside her shorts and the other hand caressing her tits through her shirt.