"So, who fucked their mom this weekend?"
Edmund swerved the car as though avoiding something, but the question caught him off guard. They were returning to school later than usual on Sunday afternoon. "Very funny, asshole!"
"Must have been you," Rick accused.
"I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer," Edmund shot back.
"You're mighty quiet, Josh," Rick noted.
Josh knew that Rick would continue screwing with him and Edmund until one of them said something to put him in his place, so without thinking he was giving anything away, he announced, "I actually glimpsed my mom's tits."
Edmund nearly swerved again. "Details, dude."
"I was passing her room to do laundry and her door was slightly ajar, enough for me to see in. I happened to look just as she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She dropped the towel and began dressing." At least most of that was true.
"How did they look?" Edmund asked, almost drooling.
Now it was Josh's turn to have some fun with his friends. "Perfectly round! No sag. Fantastic."
"And what else," Edmund wanted to know.
"That's it," Josh answered. "She got dressed and I moved on to avoid getting caught."
"Lucky bastard," Edmund accused. "Well, since you admitted that, I got to see my mom's ass. Similar situation. Only for a second. But it was nice and round. Very shapely. That image will stick in my mind for a long time. What about you, Rick?"
"I think you guys are full of shit. I think you're just fucking with me."
"Aw, what's the matter? Didn't get to see anything?" Edmund teased.
"Fuck you."
The truth was, all three had spent the entire weekend having sex with their moms, which explained their late departure. None of them were in any hurry to return to school. No one really wanted to talk much because each was preoccupied with reliving that spectacular time. It would be a long, boring week.
* * *
Strangely, Sherry did not hear from Sara or Megan Sunday evening and all day Monday. Prior to last week, that would not necessarily have been unusual. But given their newfound "closeness" she expected some contact. However, after a weekend of almost non-stop fucking, sucking and carrying on, Sherry was thankful for the respite.
She and Rick had worn minimal clothes because those items came off frequently and anywhere the mood moved them: of course, the bedroom, but also in the shower both days, numerous times on the sofa, dining room chairs (the armless ones), the kitchen counter and even multiple locations on the floor.
Sherry finally called the girls over for coffee Tuesday morning, and while both showed up, neither was dressed for sex. "I was surprised not to hear from either of you yesterday."
"I wasn't feeling well," Sara lied. "Might have been something I ate. I'm a little better today, but I'll sit out any activity today." The truth was she had been so well and truly sexually satisfied over the weekend that nothing the girls could do would come anywhere near what she had experienced. It would be like following up the best champagne with cheap beer.
"I'm just tired," Megan advised. "Josh had a lot of homework which he needed considerable help with," was her falsehood. "I'll pass on today, also."
"Wow!" Sherry said. "We haven't been together since Thursday. I would think you two would be climbing the walls right now."
Both merely shrugged, and then Megan said, "Before you joined our little club, there were times when we did go several days without doing anything."
Sherry nodded. She was just as content not to do anything, but she didn't let on to that. What did occur to her was that she knew the reason she didn't want to; what really was theirs?
* * *
The boys shared an apartment that was typical of many college campuses. It wasn't a dormitory, but rather an actual apartment for college students. It had three individual bedrooms with locking doors so that roommates could have privacy and keep their belongings safe. They shared a common kitchen and living area.
In the privacy of his own bedroom, Edmund was having difficulty concentrating on school. The reason, of course, was his new found love for his mother. He'd had more sex last weekend than he'd had in all his life before. He couldn't wait to go home this weekend, and he didn't know if he could make it the entire week.
The fact that he'd had sex with his mother was not an issue to Edmund. They were consenting adults, they both needed it and had been there for each other
when
they needed it. They only real concern was that it was a questionable societal issue, and as such, must be kept quiet. Of course, it was possible that the sex had been so good that his judgment was impaired. But so what?
* * *
Sequestered in his own room, Josh was experiencing similar feelings. He couldn't get his mother's fantastic body out of his mind, and of course, the incredible sex went without saying. He was mildly concerned about the fact that she was his mother, but it was extremely difficult to let that outweigh the amazing experience.
A part of him wished he could talk about it to his friends. Not to boast about it, but rather to get their impressions. The three had grown up together and had shared many life experiences. But given their recent discussions about their mothers, he feared they would only razz him; either that, or they might
really
have a problem with it, despite the brazen talk.
Regardless of the implications, this was one life experience he could never or would never have passed up.
* * *
There was no other place for Rick to be so he was also alone in his room—and wondering why. Normally, in the evenings, he, Edmund and Josh would be in the living room watching television, and if there wasn't anything good on, they'd watch porn on one or the other's computer. But those two had been acting strange all week, keeping to themselves quite a bit. Both brushed it off as having a lot of school work, but they were all majoring in technology, had many of the same courses, although not always in the same class and with the same professors. However, the curriculum was all the same, so they shouldn't have any more homework than he did. And he hadn't had much lately.
He asked each if anything was the matter, but both brushed it off.
He decided to watch porn by himself. Of course, he found a good video about a guy and his mom. It made him horny for his own mother and he couldn't wait to get home this weekend. Then a brilliant idea occurred to him. He didn't know if she would go for it, but it wouldn't hurt to ask if she'd let him film their fuck sessions. Then on evenings such as this, he would relive those exciting weekends. Maybe she'd want to have some videos to keep her company all week.
It took three separate flicks to get him hot enough to jerk off, and then only after thinking of his mom.
