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.
Taking a slight pause, Mom said, "I love the taste of your cum, son."
I could only smile.
"Mixed with Sasha's pussy juices...mmm...mmm."
I leaned back and smiled. A smile of contentment. I had just fucked both of my mothers and they had loved it. Loved me. The only negative thought I had in my mind was that my knees felt they had been rubbed raw by the carpet.
Note to self, beds are far better than carpets.
Laughter filled my head. The damned djinn. I didn't even know he was there, I had not heard from him during these sexual interludes.
"You didn't need my help, bro."
Mom and I did not make love that night. We had a quiet evening alone watching TV before going to bed. Cuddling up to my mother, I slept the sleep of the dead.
Morning came far too soon. I felt like I could use a few more hours of sleep. Mom was not having any of it though.
"Get up, Ricky. We have to get ready for church."
"Church? Awww...Mom...I'm too tired..." I tried to whine my way out of it.
"No way, young man, we're going," she said in that commanding mother voice.
Within the hour both of us had showered, etc. and gotten dressed for church. I was wearing chinos and a polo shirt. Pretty normal for me.
Mom was dressed much classier though, this being her weekly opportunity to show off to all the neighbourhood women. She was wearing a bright blue dress with a flowered pattern, square cut bodice, and hanging to just above her knees. On her feet were reasonable high heels, not stilettoes, and the dress was tight enough across her ass to highlight her bum.
We were just a few minutes early and we joined the stragglers heading into the sanctuary. Taking our seats, I began my usual activity for this hour and a half weekly of my life.
Simply put, I checked out the women in the congregation. The place was full so I found it difficult to see many of the worshippers. But, there was a difference from last week in my mindset.
Previously I only checked out the younger girls. Girls my age and only slightly older. But, in the last week, my eyes had been opened to the bounties of older women. This gave me an additional source for my voyeuristic leanings.
I saw both Sasha and Maya a few rows ahead of us. As usual they looked hot. I was able, of course, to compare them in the fully clothed flesh to their nudity in my mind's eye.
I found myself checking out more of the older women than the younger ones. Perhaps it was that the younger ones had always been like eye candy to me and, with my newfound outlook, kind of boring now.
There were a few women who stood out in my eyes. A couple of teachers, one Oriental and one Black. Seeing them from the rear, I was able to discern they both enjoyed great asses. Chelsea wasn't a member of our church so I couldn't compare her to them.
Looking further afield I saw mothers of various ages with their children. My eyes lingered on some more than others. I was startled out of my reverie by my mother giving me a nudge in the side with her elbow.
"Eyes front," she whispered.
Fortunately for me, the service was almost over. Once the final benediction was delivered, Mom and I headed outside for the social gathering. Mom joined a group of other mothers and mature women for a hen session while I joined a group of school mates.
Every week, I would stand with this group of people but offered little in way of conversation. I was more the silent, watching type. The guys mostly talked about sports that I found boring really. I spent my time each Sunday waiting impatiently for my mother and checking out the girls as surreptitiously as possible.
Even with my newfound appreciation of their mothers and older sisters, there were still a number of high school girls worth me checking out. I knew some from class but always thought they were out of my league so I never approached them. In my mind they were much like Jennifer, who didn't attend our church, in that way. Until recently.
The girl that drew most of my attention today was Tabitha, often called Tab or Tabi. Tabi was a knockout but a real ballbuster. She had dated a basketball forward for a while and was often seen leading him around by his dick. Figuratively speaking, of course.
Although we shared a couple classes, I had not even spoken to her much since she never had a good word for anyone and I treasured my balls far too much to allow her to bust them.
Tabi was a tall woman, standing maybe five foot six or seven. She had long flaming red, dyed hair which hung down to her shoulders. Her body was heavenly and well worth admiring. Big, firm tits, long legs, and an outthrust ass.
I was more or less staring at her tits when she turned towards me, catching me in the act. My immediate reaction was to blush. The fricken djinn in my head chortled at my obvious discomfort.
Tabi leaned in close to me pushing her mouth close to my ear. I expected her to say something rude and nasty about me checking out her tits.
"It's okay, Ricky," she said. "I like looking at them too."
Say what? Oh, sheesh, the sonuvabitchin djinn again using his magic on her.
I stumbled verbally for a moment before being able to formulate a verbal response.
"They are fantastic, Tabi," I said.
"You should feel them," she responded.
This time there was no potential in me for a verbal response. My eyes must have widened though at her declaration.
"They are large C's, Ricky," Tabi continued.
The best I could do was nod at her and them.
"Eyes up here, Ricky. I have thick, hard nipples too."
How could I not keep my eyes on her breasts? This girl teasing me was getting to be too much for me to handle.
"Why don't I come to your house later so you can see them," she asked.
There was no way I was going to argue. I gulped out a yes.
"Great, see ya later then." Just as Tabi turned away, her mother approached us. There was no doubting they were mother and daughter. There was a strong family resemblance.