This is a complete fantasy. In my world there are no STD's nor unwanted pregnancies. Showers are only mentioned if they involve sex. All participants are over 18.
This is my take on an old theme. I believe the first story I read of this nature was entitled simply "The Bite." I can't find it online nor do I remember the author's name in order to give him credit. My story is taking its time revealing itself. But, I am truly enjoying the writing. By the way, I'm not an entomologist but I'm pretty sure these bugs don't exist. LOL. Enjoy and vote, please.
I refrained from saying anything as long as I could. Jimmy asked me, "What did you do with my Mom? Was she good?"
Looking down at the floor rather sheepishly, I fought myself trying to figure out how to answer the question. Taking a deep breath and a swallow of water, I admitted that playing with Gina's boobs made me cum in my pants. The guys all let out noises expressing their commiseration with me.
Jimmy slapped me on my shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it, Rick. You'll get her next time."
With all three heads nodding at me, I knew my friends and their mothers would be getting intimate with each other again.
We were still sitting at the kitchen table when the moms surprised us at the top of the stairs. Indhira said the moms were all going to bed and that we sons shouldn't stay up much longer.
Apparently, the moms had worked out the sleeping arrangements for themselves. My mom was going to share Indhira's bed while Janet and Gina were going to share one of the guest rooms. That left Ravi's room and the other guest room for the other sons.
I would have rather taken my shame home to my own bed but I guess that wasn't up for discussion. The sons all muttered their goodnights to all the mothers.
Just as she was leaving the kitchen, I said, "Mom, get over here and give me my goodnight kiss." This may have been a childish display but Mom always gave me a kiss goodnight even when she was angry at me.
Mom abruptly stopped and turned, almost knocking Gina over. Mom was somewhat disheveled from the earlier activities but she was still, and always would be, my ebony goddess. I stood up to receive my kiss. Mom leaned in towards me, put her arms around me and gave me a very passionate kiss on the lips. I think there was even a bit of tongue.
No one but Ravi and I watched her walk away. Jimmy and Mark were too occupied discussing their adventures to pay attention. Ravi had a pensive look on his face.
Knowing us and knowing our boasts to each other about the moms would last for months, if not years, Ravi tapped the table for our attention. With everyone focused on him, Ravi began.
"Gentlemen," he said, "I think we can consider tonight's experiment a success."
I don't know why but I felt the need for applause. The others joined in and we all stood up to do our clapping. Yup, we gave ourselves a standing ovation.
Ravi continued, "So what did we learn?"
Here he was with this fucking learn shit again. What did I learn? I learned I was a fucking premature ejaculator. This failure was not going to be something I wished to dwell on in the future. I really didn't even want to participate in this conversation. Damn this learning shit.
Ravi looked at each and every one of us but heard no responses. "C'mon, guys, think. I'm sure we learned three things tonight."
Again, no response but we were all paying attention to him now. What could we have learned? I knew we had learned that Ravi's mom liked to suck cock and was very good at it. I threw that out to the group. Ravi looked at me very sadly. Not because I was referring to his mom but because he didn't think I was giving enough consideration to his question.
"Alright, follow along with me," he said.
"One, we are now pretty sure that the bugs lessen our moms' inhibitions."
No argument from any of us, just heads nodding in agreement.
"Two," Ravi continued, "when we cum, the affected mother slips into a deep sleep state."
Obviously, none of us had considered that point. There were muttered "yeahs" and "yups" from the three of us.
"And, lastly, when they wake up, there are no signs of recrimination."
Mark asked what "recriminations" meant and Ravi explained it. I don't think Jimmy had known either but Mark voiced the question first.
"Last night, they woke up with us beside them. The moms all went to bed without telling us anything was wrong. Tonight, the moms woke up on their own and came upstairs as if nothing had happened."
Ravi paused and Mark chimed in, "Ricky's mom even kissed him goodnight." He and Jimmy chuckled.
"Little Ricky's Mommy kissed her baby goodnight," said Jimmy in a childish voice. This elicited a tap across the back of the head from me just like Gibbs on NCIS.
"Stop screwing around, you two," commanded Ravi. We started paying attention again.
Ravi continued, "We also discovered an issue we need to deal with. That is we don't want the moms to pass out the first time we cum. I think it is safe to say that each of us could drop more than one load on our moms?"
Heads were bobbing enthusiastically in agreement. I think mine was the most enthusiastic having been deprived last night of the satisfaction of enjoying all that Jimmy's mom had to offer and being able to cum in her juicy cunt. How did I know it was juicy? It just had to be.
"The experiment so far has utilized skin cells from us guys. I think we should try using the mom's skin cells in order to see if the results differ."
"That could be a good idea," I said. Jimmy and Mark nodded their agreement.
"How do we get their skin cells though?" asked Mark showing more intelligence than usual for him. Jimmy agreed quickly leaving us all to look back at Ravi for an answer.
"Sorry, guys, we need to think about that. I don't think we can just ask our moms to let us scrape their skin with a knife. Let's sleep on it."
We all seemed to be in agreement again, when Jimmy lifted his water bottle to indicate a toast was coming. All of us standing, we echoed his "To the Danville Divorced Bitches Club!"
Morning didn't arrive too early that Saturday. It was after 11 am according to my phone when I became coherent. I couldn't hear any noises from any of the other sons or their moms, so I just lay on my back staring at the ceiling.
I was startled when my mom came to the door and, leaning in, said, "Ricky, get your ass out of bed. You too, Ravi."
I sat up in order to check out Mom. I needed to make sure she hadn't discovered anger concerning last night. Seemingly not, though.
"I need coffee," I said to myself and the room. Mom turned her head back into the room.
"I'll bring you a coffee, Ricky."
That was strange. She never brought me coffee in bed. Mom always insisted I get cleaned up, dressed, and in the kitchen before I had my morning cup.