My phone buzzed and I expected Daphne, but it was mom. I checked my watch and grinned. She was on time, as usual. I headed home, arriving at one o’clock like she had asked. When I pulled up to the house mom’s car was in the driveway, but Jen was gone. I walked into the house to find mom on the couch. She was naked, her scrubs in a pile on the coffee table.
“Come here,” she said, beckoning me closer. I stripped off my clothes and joined her on the couch. She kissed me, pulling me down on top of her. I buried my face in her tits, exploring her with my hands.
“Remember,” she panted, “we can’t start yet. We need to time things right.”
“In the meantime,” I asked, lifting my mouth from her nipple.
“Keep doing what you’re doing,” she said softly. I ground against her, my dick rubbing along her thigh, as I kissed her tits. She sighed, and said “I took a peek at it, while you were sleeping once. I just wanted to see what kind of man you’d grown into.”
I lifted my head, my hand roaming down to her pussy. I gently touched her labia, and whispered “I took pictures of you after you came out of the shower.”
She giggled. “I know.”
“You knew,” I said, lifting my head.
“Yeah,” she said. “I didn’t care. I figured you were curious. That’s why I started leaving my bathroom door open.”
She was stroking me gently, and when I got close I’d tense up and she’d stop. We repeated the process as she kissed me and I rubbed her off. She came several times, but kept bringing me halfway to orgasm and then backing off. I felt a tremendous pressure building inside me.
We heard a car door outside.
“Are you ready?” she asked. “This might not work.”
“I’m ready,” I said. She got on her hands and knees on the couch, sticking out her ass. Her pussy dripped onto the couch in anticipation.
“Fuck me hard,” she said sweetly. She gasped as I entered her. She was so wet I slid all the way in on the first push. I started fucking her, thrusting deep inside her. I aimed at her sweet spot, and she was close to coming, when I heard the door open behind me. Pretending not to notice, I kept slamming into her, her tits swaying in circles as I pounded hard against her, practically grunting with each thrust.
“Maggie! Will!” we heard behind us.
“Jen!” we said together. I pulled out of Mom just as I was coming. I erupted, the biggest load of cum of my entire life shooting all over my mom. She had slid onto her side as I had pulled of her, and I rained strands of cum all over her tits and stomach. I kept coming, my dick pulsing angrily, spurting ropes of cum all over mom. She had built me up so much, sending me texts all day, telling me little secrets about her sex life, and now I kept coming, both of us frozen as Jen just stared.
There was silence for a moment, and Jen laughed. Mom said, “You didn’t think I’d let you keep him all to yourself, did I?”
“You knew?” Jen asked.
Mom nodded. “Come here.”
Jen stepped over, staring at the massive amount of cum dripping down mom’s body. Mom stood up, standing between us. Mom tugged at Jen’s shorts and she slid them off, and then took off her top. They stared at each other with an intensity I had never seen before.