And Mom Makes Three (3 page)

Erin took me down to my balls and began shaking her head back and forth while squeezing my balls.

“Yes,” I moaned, “I’m going to cum for you, mom, I….hey!”

“I’ll suck you off another time, but right now your mommy needs that big fucking dick in her
tight pussy and give her the good hard fucking she needs!”

Getting up she turned and crawling up onto the bed, wagged her ass at me. I got in the bed behind her and grabbing her hips I drove my oozing cock deep into Erin’s incredibly wet pussy and started fucking her fast and hard.

“That’s it Sean, fuck me! Give your bitchy mother what she deserves!” she cried out when I dealt her ass hard slap. “Oooh I guess mommy’s a bad girl isn’t she? Spank me again!”

I slapped the other cheek then dealt her several hard smacks to each cheek. Erin yelped at each one and began driving her hips back into me burying my cock even deeper into her sopping wet pussy.

“You like fucking mommy, baby?” she looked over her shoulder at me and I smiled.

Erin’s face was flushed and her eyes bright with lust as I fucked her as hard as I could.

“I hope you like fucking your mother because, baby I’m going to make you fuck me every night! Would you like that? Would you like fucking mommy all the time?”

“Yes! Oh, fuck yeah! My mother’s pussy is the best pussy!”

“Bad boy! But I love it! Your mommy is going to fuck you everywhere! The shower, the pool! Honey your slutty mommy’s going to take you out and blow you right in the car! I’m going to...Oh my god!”

I gasped and started fucking her harder and she called out, “Sean, stop! Please!”

I figured this was part of the game and called out, “You know you don’t want me to stop mom! You know you want me too…”

“I said stop!” Erin cried out and pulled forward.

Looking down at her, I began to ask what was wrong when I froze at the sound of mom’s voice.

“You heard your mother Sean, stop!”

I looked up and my stomach felt as if someone had kicked me in it. Standing in the doorway was my mother.

Chapter Three

I sat back on my knees paralyzed by the sight of mom standing there. In front of me, Erin sat up and grabbing the sheet pulled it up to her chest.

“Jesus, Carla!” she exclaimed, “Don’t you knock?”

“I did, but someone was making too much noise to hear me apparently.” Mom answered stepping into the room.

“Shit you didn’t lock the door!” I hissed at Erin, “What the hell is…”

“At least she has enough sense to cover herself.” Mom pointed at me, “Put that thing away will, you I’m your mother for Christ’s sake!”

I looked down and saw my cock was somehow still hard. Not just hard, but glistening and dripping from Erin’s pussy. I tried to lean back to grab a pillow, but lost my balance and ended up falling off the bed. I hit the floor hard and getting to my knees peered over the side of the bed to see my mother shaking her head disgustedly. Erin however, had burst out laughing.

“Smooth, Sean! I’ll give you an 8 point…”

“You think this is funny?” Mom demanded approaching the bed, “Well I don’t!”

“You don’t find anything funny anymore Carla,” Erin said calmly. “You’ve been pretty bitchy lately.”

“Erin!” I couldn’t believe she’d said that, “Don’t talk to her like that.”

“Oh, please.” Mom waved her hand at us, “Like you have any respect for me. If you did you wouldn’t have been doing what you were doing.”

“What we were doing?” Erin giggled, “You mean fucking? Has it been that long you don’t remember what to call it?”

“Young lady, it’s going to be a long time for you if you don’t watch your mouth. I’ll ban you from coming over here.” She’d stopped in front of the bed and crossing her arms added, “Well I’ll rephrase that, you won’t be getting any from him, who knows who else you spread your legs for.”

“Mom!” Now I was shocked at her. Up until now Erin and Mom had always been nothing but nice to each other.

“Ouch.” Erin sighed, “You know, Carla you don’t have to be rude. I mean just because you’re not getting laid doesn’t mean other women aren’t.”

Oh, this wasn’t going good at all. After glancing around in vain to try to find something to put on, I stayed where I was and said, “Beside’s mom, you’ve said we can fool around here.”

“I did.” She agreed. “Because I figure if I didn’t you would either be fucking in a back seat somewhere or get caught at her house and her father would kill you. But we agreed for it to be respectful.”

“You said as long as we stayed in my room and we were quiet and…”

“Did I tell you to talk?” Mom asked, “I think I’ve heard enough out of your mouth today. You sit there and listen, understand?”

“Yes, mom.” I bowed my head and had to resist the urge to slap Erin’s ass when she giggled again.

“Still think this is funny, you little slut?” Mom grunted, “You’re as sick as he is!”

Mom stared hard at Erin who after a moment put her head down, but from where I was I swore she was still grinning. What she found so funny, I had no idea because my mother looked pissed! But as mad as she was and as much trouble as I seemed to be in I still couldn’t help checking her out as she stared at Erin.

She was wearing a short white robe over the bikini and it was tied loose enough that I could see the inner half of her breasts. The bottom had flared open to expose her stomach and I could just make out a glimpse of a flash of white material between her thighs. Her dark hair was dry at this point and looked damn good where it was lying across the white robe. But as good as her body looked, at this point it was her face I was drawn to.

As corny as it sounded my mother looked hot when she was mad. Her cheeks would flush and her green eyes would get wide and bright. She tended to breathe hard when she was pissed and today was no exception. Her breasts were heaving and I watched them rise and fall wondering what they would feel like. They weren’t as firm as Erin’s, but would be heavy and nice and soft and…

“I don’t know why you’re mad, Carla.” Erin spoke up from where she was still sitting with the sheet now wrapped around her. “We’re in his room and we were being…”

“Quiet?” Mom laughed humorlessly, “Please I could hear you yelping like a dog halfway down the hallway! And this time you were in his room! You don’t think I smelled your perfume on my sheets you little tramp?”

“I…I’m sorry mom.” I spoke up. “That was my fault, I wanted to…”

“Fuck your girlfriend in your mother’s bed. How is that respectful?”

“We figured the bed could use some action.” Erin told her.

Mom’s eyes flashed, “I can get plenty of action, thank you. But unlike you it’s not all I think about.”

“Maybe you should think about it sometimes.” She laughed, “Really Carla, you’re a pretty woman, you should be…”

“What I do is none of your business, but speaking of doing, you want to tell me what you two were up to in here?”

“Um, I think you saw what we were doing.” I said with a shrug.

“True.” Mom put her hands on her hips.

That caused the robe to open completely and I had to force my eyes to stay on her face and not stare at her scantily clad body.

“Damn, Carla, you look good in that bikini!” Erin whistled, “Most of my friends wouldn’t wear that.”

“But you would wouldn’t you?”

“Yup!” she laughed, “You’ve seen my little red one.”

“I have.” Mom paused for a moment and stared at Erin who returned her gaze and again with a smile on her face.

For a second I thought I saw mom’s lips twitch as if she were going to smile back, but instead she pointed at me. “You didn’t answer me so let me rephrase the question. Who were you fucking?”

“Um…” hearing my mother say fucking while standing there with her incredible body on full display was more than a little distracting. “I…”

“Um, I!” Mom mocked, “Are you a little kid, Sean?”

“No.” I sighed, “I was with Erin so I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Really? Did she change her name recently because all I heard was “Oh mom suck my cock and oh mom I love fucking you!”

I started to try to respond, but couldn’t come up with anything. Oh, man this was bad.

“And you were going right along with it.” Mom was now pointing at Erin again, “You like mommy sucking and fucking you? Mommy likes your big dick!”

Man I must be sick because even though I was screwed hearing those words in her actual voice caused my frustrated cock to twitch. Damn I wished I’d have at least been able to get off because it was going to be a long time before I could leave the house.

“It’s just a game Carla.” Erin explained, “Just pretend.”

“Just pretend would be he’s the pizza guy or you’re a hooker. Just pretend shouldn’t be talking about banging his mother!”

Turning she stared me straight in the eye, “Sean, do you want to fuck me?”

“I…I..it’s a game mom.” I stammered, “We, um, we do all kinds of things like that!”

“Fantasies are things we want to happen.” Mom said quietly, “Sean, I think we need to talk then you need to talk to someone because what I heard was disgusting and it makes me feel bad, like I did something wrong.”

“Well look at how you walk around.” Erin indicated her bikini, “Damn Carla, you look like you’re ready to star in one of those cougar porn movies.”

“Are you saying I caused this? That I…I’m cock teasing my son?”

“Maybe.” Erin grinned, “You don’t seem to want to get any so maybe that’s how you get your kicks.”

“Enough!” Mom snapped, but gathering the robe around her tied it tightly. “I’m going downstairs the two of you get dressed and come down because we need to have a little talk about your sick little games!”

She turned and striding quickly out of the bedroom slammed the door.

“I am so fucked!” I groaned putting my head on the edge of the bed. “I feel like such an asshole she knows and now she thinks I’m sick and she’s going to send me to a damn shrink!”

“It’ll be okay.” Erin ran her fingers through my hair. “I’ll talk to you with her we’ll tell her it was a game and it was my idea and…”

“Whatever, “I waved my hand disgustedly. “Even if she doesn’t send me to a shrink, I’ll never live it down. She will never forget this!”

“Maybe she will!” Erin snapped her fingers and tossing the sheet aside hopped off the bed and went over to my desk

“What do you mean?”

Picking up the coin I had attached to the silver chain for our psychology project Erin waved it back and forth in front of me.

“We’ll use this and make her forget it!”

“Are you nuts?” I stood up and going to my bureau pulled out a pair of boxers and another pair of shorts. “That shit doesn’t work.”

“You never know.” She looked down and smiled, “Nice cock, baby.”

“Yeah?” I paused then asked, “Want to finish? Odds are I’ll be punished after this.”

“Nah,” She waved her hand, “Wait until we can play, I don’t want to rush.”

“But…”

“It’ll be fine.” Erin stood up and grabbing her shorts slid them on.

“What about your thong?”

“I don’t feel like wearing it,” she winked as she pulled her tank top on “Or a bra, I’m going to sit and talk to your mom with no panties and my nipples sticking out.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m a slut remember?” she laughed, “And I think she looks.”

“Come on, my mother isn’t into women, hell she’s not even into men right now.”

“Maybe because she’s shopping in a different store. Anyway.” She held up the stupid pendent again. “We’re going to be just fine this little baby is going to make it all better.”

“Erin we’ve tried that on each other and a couple of the kids from class, it doesn’t work.”

“It might on your mom.” She nodded, “I bet she’s really suggestible.”

“Whatever just leave it here and I’ll go down and face the music.” I grabbed my t-shirt and putting it on said, “You ready to go downstairs?”

“Oh, I’m ready.” She flashed me a huge smile.

I looked at her nipples poking through her flimsy shirt and tried again, “You sure we can’t catch a real quick one over the bed?” when she rolled her eyes I whined, “I didn’t get to cum and…”

“You just be a good boy and listen to mommy and you will come plenty!” Erin said and without another word strolled past me swinging her hot little ass and left the bedroom.

Chapter Four

I followed Erin and wondered why she seemed to think this was no big deal. She was practically skipping down the stairs ahead of me. I took my time, trying to figure out how to talk mom into thinking there was nothing behind what she heard other than a “hey why not?” Kind of fantasy. Erin reached the bottom of the stairs and stood there impatiently with her hands on her hips as I made my way to her.

I saw she was holding that stupid pendent and rolled my eyes. What the hell was she thinking? The premise of our report was that hypnosis rarely worked and so far we’d been supporting that theory having not been able to do it with any of our friends or each other.

“Put that thing away.” I told her. “It’ll just make things worse.”

“Oh, ye of little faith!” Erin laughed, “Remember they say people who want to be hypnotized can be.”

“And my mom wants to be?”

“I think your mom is wound way to tight and wants to cut loose, so you never know she might be open to it.” When she saw me frowning she shrugged, “Look, Sean, could it hurt to try?”

“I guess not, but how are you going to get her to go along?”

“You’ll see.”

She turned and walked into the living room. My shoulders slumped in resignation at the embarrassment to come, I drifted in behind her.

“About time.” Mom said from the couch, “Another minute I would have gone up there figuring you were fucking your mother again.”

“Mom, listen…”

“Oh, no, Sean, you’re the one who’s going to be listening and not just to me, but whatever shrink I can find that deals with boys who have wet dreams about their mothers.”

“Carla, it was my fault.” Erin spoke up.

“No, even if it was your idea he had to want to go along with it.” Mom replied and pointing at the small overstuffed chair across from her said, “Sit right there Sean.”