As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed, none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego. I sense there will be a long buildup to this one, longer than my usual.
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Tatiana leaned between her mother and I in order to lick us both clean of my spunk. Through suddenly sleepy feeling eyes, I looked down to see I had made a good sized mess between Madame Maria's body and mine. Tatiana though was wasting no time cleaning us up with her tongue.
She did well enough that I was able to relax. Just like any self satisfied male of any age, I fell asleep. The last thing I remembered saying to myself was that the mother daughter team should go home. Maybe I said it aloud.
My mother found me still on the couch when she returned. She must have been shocked to see me lying on the couch with my dick still hanging out of my pants.
I woke to her calling out my name.
"Rick! What are you doing?"
"Umm, Mom, I..."
Not fully awake, I had difficulties finding words at this point.
"Look at the mess you've made on my couch, young man!" exclaimed Mom.
Nothing to say to that. Mom stormed up to the couch. She further checked out me, my deflated cock, and the drying sperm around me.
"You are supposed to do things like that in your room and not on my couch," she said in a softening tone. Obviously she was referring to me masturbating. She couldn't know of my two visitors.
"Why don't you go upstairs and get cleaned up, Rick, while I take care of this mess."
Her tone of voice had changed dramatically from her earlier anger at me. And, all the while, my mother had her eyes locked on my cock. I don't think she had seen it in some years so her gaze was exploratory. Not that it would be an impressive sight in its current condition.
I swung my legs to the floor and climbed to my feet. My mother did not move so I ended up standing fairly close to her. Without hesitation, she moved a step closer to me, leaving her body snugged up close to mine. Her arms reached up to my shoulders. Pulling my face down to hers, Mom's lips approached mine.
Her kiss was again unlike a typical mother and son kiss. Mom oozed passion, locking her lips against mine. The tip of her tongue darted between my lips. I was taken by surprise and backed off.
Blushing, Mom said, "Get cleaned up and I'll see you in your room shortly."
Was there a promise in her instructions? My mind brought back my thoughts about my mother from yesterday. I remembered labeling her a MILF. I remembered getting a hardon while picturing her. I remembered deciding I really wanted to fuck my own mother.
Freshly showered, I lay flat on my bed with my hands behind my bed. I had put sweats on, ignoring briefs, and my cock was standing up. I was still thinking about making love to my Mom and my hardon was my body's response.
After some time had passed, my mother entered my room, stopping just past the doorway. Immediately, she saw my dick announcing its presence to the world.
Shaking her head, Mom said, "I know you are a young man with needs but you have to keep that thing under control."
It didn't take a genius to realize she was talking about my prick. I was stunned when my mother turned around and walked away. Talk about confused. I didn't understand what had just happened. Where went the passion and promise from downstairs.
My phone buzzed indicating a text had arrived. It was from my best friend Jamie inviting me over to his house to play video games. On my way out of the house, I stopped to have a quick piss and noticed my new ring on the counter. I almost passed it by but slipped it on my finger so I could show it to my buddy. And tell him about Madame and Tatiana.
At Jamie's house, I knocked on the door as usual and walked right in. We spent so much time at each other's house that we weren't very formal. I walked into the kitchen, my usual first stop. Sasha and Maya, Jamie's mother and sister, were sitting at the table with coffee cups in front of them. I accepted when offered a cup of my own.
"Something came up suddenly," said Sasha. "Jaime had to go downtown to run an errand for his father. He'll probably be gone a few hours."
I watched Sasha when she walked across the room to the coffee maker. I had a crush on Sasha for some years now. She was always so loving and endearing to me. When needed, Jamie's mother would give me hugs and kisses on the cheek. It started before I was old enough to think of her as a woman but changed, in my mind anyway, as I grew older. Many of my masturbation fantasies included Sasha.
It wasn't that she was a raving beauty that attracted me. Sasha was about my mom's age and size. She was a little heavier but her plumpness did not deter my sexual speculations about her. Perhaps it was her large, heavy breasts that drew me to her.
Jamie's sister Maya was just a year older than he and I. She was the young lust of my life. Sasha was a very typical teenager in many ways. She was slightly taller than her mother, about five foot two, and couldn't weigh much more than a hundred pounds. Maya was very athletically minded and kept her body in good shape. Long, muscled legs, a flat tummy, and B Cup breasts.
