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The week rushed by and, as much as I wanted to, I hadn’t plotted a damn thing. I realized that I’m not a plotter. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t pretend to be sinister to even save my life. So I figured that I should go about this the way I best knew how. My way!

Kate arrived on Thursday. All three of us had a grand dinner and ended the night early on a silent and peaceful note. The next day, we all headed out to a nearby skating rink and spent the better half of the day there and when we got back, we decided to watch a movie while having home-delivered dinner on the couch.

All throughout this time, my mind had only one persistent string of thought. How am I gonna get across to Kate? How can I convince her? Confess to her?

We had bought some groceries on the way back from the rink.

When Kate and I were re-stocking the fridge and pantry, Kate said to me, “Mom, it wouldn’t hurt to use another pair of hands.”

I responded, “Let Kyle be. He’s probably exhausted from lifting you up a million times when you tried to practice that backbreaker of a routine.”

“You always take his side!”

“That’s not true and you know it. Besides, he’s the runt of the family. It wouldn’t be wrong even if I did.”

“Whatever! But I’ve been meaning to ask you. What’s the deal with him?”

“What do you mean?”, I asked curiously.

“Well, he’s been acting all weird ever since I got here. He’s hardly looked me in the eye and even during the routine. I felt like he didn’t wanna touch me at all.”

Damn it! I screamed inside my head. Not again! My heart started to race and I began to panic. If Kyle continued down that path of being awkward, just like he was with me, then Kate would end up confronting him and everything might come crashing down to wreck our happy family.

I faked a genuine response, “Really? I didn’t notice anything. Anyway, don’t give it too much thought. Need I remind you of how moody you were, when you were a teenager?”

We both giggled at the end of that rhetorical question but I knew that Kate wasn’t convinced. After we finished re-stocking, we all hit the couch and went ahead with the couch-dinner-movie plan. The kids wore minimal clothing like they usually do when they’re at home.

Kate was sitting in the middle while Kyle and I sat on either side. Halfway through the movie, Kate began to lean on me and put her head on my shoulder. I wanted her to be more comfortable so I slouched back a little, put my feet up on the centre table, brought my arm around and let her rest her head atop the upper half of my warm supple breasts.

I felt nothing sexual for her at that point. It was purely instinctive parental affection. Then, after a while, she lifted her legs up and put them sideways on Kyle’s lap while keeping her knees bent and pointed towards the TV.

Few minutes thereafter, I felt an urge to check on Kyle. Pretending to rub my temple with my fingers, I turned my head just enough to glance at Kyle from the chest down. And to my awe, I saw that Kyle had a boner and it was making his skimpy boxer briefs bulge!

I began to lose my breath. I moved back my fingers just a bit more to get a glimpse at Kyle’s face. Kyle was looking up Kate’s skirt! She was wearing an incredibly short skirt which would give the perfect opportunity to any person in Kyle’s position to see up her skirt without having to do anymore than just being there. Kate is a careful girl but I didn’t know what she was or was not wearing underneath that skirt that night.

I looked back at the TV for a couple of minutes, hoping to figure out a way to defuse this situation but I couldn’t think of any. I looked back towards Kyle again to make sure things were still under control but… They weren’t. Kyle’s boner was raging so hard that it started to peek outside along the leg of his underwear, hugging his thighs.

I felt pain in my chest. My vision became blurry from the amount of stress that I had to manage. Kate kept moving her leg from time to time and at times, the back of her calves were only a hair’s width away from the tip of Kyle’s penis. I closed my eyes and continued to rub my forehead, just hoping… even praying that nothing unplanned should happen.

Then suddenly, Kyle got up quickly and rushed to his room, giving a surprise to Kate and myself. He made sure he didn’t slam the door shut. Kate looked at me confused and said, “You see what I mean? He’s never been like this before.” While I was relieved that Kyle had the brains to excuse himself, he didn’t particularly make the situation any easier for me.

I replied, “Tell you what… I’ve already seen this movie so I’ll go have a quick word with him. I’ll be back before you know it.”

Kate nodded agreeingly and stretched out to make use of the entire couch as I stood up.

I walked upto Kyle’s bedroom door and knocked on it.

“Come in!” said Kyle.

I went in and shut the door behind me. Kyle was sitting on his bed, under his blanket and scrolling away on his cellphone. I asked him if everything was alright and he replied, “Yeah… sorry I left the room like that. I was just real sleepy and didn’t wanna doze off on the couch.”

I asked, “You sure there’s no other problem?”

Kyle just nodded indifferently while still being immersed in this cellphone. I took his word for it and began to turn around to leave the room when I was possessed by a smack of courage. Not the kind that brave people express during times of difficulty; but the kind that you embrace when you jump off a cliff. An insane dash of recklessness that makes you not give a fuck.

“If you’re gonna do it... at least don’t be stupid about it”, I blurted abruptly, having half-turned towards the door but turned right back to face Kyle.

Kyle stopped fidgeting with his phone and rotated only his eyes to look at me while all the rest of his body stayed still as a statue. I looked at him with a stern face and unblinking eyes. He swallowed loudly and asked me curiously, “What? What are you talking about?”

I replied, “Don’t play coy with me. You think I don’t know what’s happening here?”

“What? What’s happening here?”

“Really? Playing hard-to-get now?”

Kyle just kept staring at me as his breathing got faster. There was silence in the room for a brief few seconds.

Then I spoke, “I know what you want.” and after a quick pause I continued, “I know how you’ve been treating your sister the past couple of days and I know exactly why you jumped out of your seat to rush to your room.”

Kyle let his phone slip out of his hand. Then, he slowly pushed aside the blanket and got up and stood beside the bed. His underwear was still bulging. Good Lord! I thought to myself and rolled my eyes trying to avoid looking at his nether region directly. Kyle recognized my discomfort and quickly cupped his palms in front of his boner.

Then, as he slowly stepped forward, he tried to reach out to hold my hand while saying softly, “Mom, it’s not what you think. I can explai-”

“Save it!”, I said a bit loudly cutting him off mid-sentence and making him step back to stand beside the bed.

“I thought you’d be done with all of these impulses, after taking everything that we gave you that night... and then some more”, I said in a feeble tone.

Kyle whispered, “I thought so too, mom. But…”

“But what?”

Kyle remained silent. I continued, “Kate’s already asking me why it is that you’re acting weird since she got here.”

After a brief period of silence, Kyle said, “Mom, you don’t know how hard it is to be an adult teenager.”

I asked with frustration, “Really?... Really? How hard can it be?”

After taking a couple of breaths, Kyle jumped in front of me, grabbed my right hand and plunged my palm on top of his underwear. His cock nestled between his balls felt larger than it already was since I was touching it over the cloth. Kyle kept my palm pressed firmly against his crotch and wouldn’t let go.

And he replied with heavy teary eyes, “Can you feel that, mom? That’s how hard it can be.”

Fuck! My fingers slowly contracted to latch onto everything that it could grab. His cock and a fair portion of his loaded balls. It felt so firm, I wanted to drop to my knees and bury my face in it.

He asked again, “Can you, mom?”

At his point, I felt like we entered a realm where sanity, logic and shame didn’t exist. I responded in a way I never would have expected to, in my whole life. All while continuing to massage his cock in every possible direction and effort.

I said, “Yes, yes I can. Oh, honey, this must be really difficult for you.”

“I feel like this at least twice a day and that’s on a dull day, mom.”

“Oh, dear.”

“My hands get tired and my phone often runs out of data or battery from all the porn I have to watch to relieve myself.”

“Aww. No boy should ever have to suffer such a burden.”

“Please help me, mom. Please.”

“I’ll help you, honey. I will. In every way I can. Just tell me what to do,” I said, all while still massaging his penis by largely grabbing the mass of genitals that my palm and fingers could fit and deliberately jerking him around the head of his penis, with the underwear preventing direct contact.

Kyle replied, “Mom, you’ve already done everything you can.”

“Then, would you like your sister to try? Is that what you want?”

“Mom, I’ve already tried older with you. Now, I just need to try younger. It doesn’t have to be Kate.”

“Really, Kyle? It doesn’t have to be her? You don’t want Kate?”

Then, I just forcefully pulled down his underwear only down to his knees and quickly grabbed his cock directly and milked it fast. So fast that my hands blurred out of sight. I wanted him to cum quickly because I don’t want to be in his room too long and raise Kate’s suspicion.

All of a sudden, I started ‘dirty talking’ to my son.

“Tell me, Kyle. Tell me that you’d rather have Kate do this to you than me.”

“Mom, what are you doing? It’s not… I’m not… oh, mom.”

I couldn’t believe what I was doing! I was jerking off my son with my daughter sitting in the next room. And I was dirty talking!

I continued, “Tell me that you’ve never dreamt of rubbing this against her skirted ass. Never imagined lifting up her cheerleader shirt. Tell me.”

“Mom, stop. You’re gonna make me cum if you keep talking like this.”

“What if I told you that my quickie with Zoey gave me new perspective? What if I told you that I too want what you want? What if I told you that I’ll help you get what you’re craving for?”

Kyle whispered loudly, “Oh god, mom, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna make a mess!”

“Don’t worry, honey. I got you. Just... don’t be loud.”

I quickly cupped my left palm below the tip of his penis and Kyle blew his load onto it. I milked him slowly until the very last drop fell into my palm. Then, I quickly went into the bathroom inside his room to wash my hands while Kyle took the moment to rest on his bed and pull up his underwear.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I felt that reality had returned.

I said to Kyle with a flat tone, “I want this all to end as soon as possible. We can’t keep doing this. If Kate is the last one who can put a stop to all of this, then I… I’ll… help.”

Kyle’s eyes widened.

I said, “One time, Kyle. Last time.” And then I added, “...and Kate can’t know anything about this conversation or about what happened last week. When it happens, it needs to look and feel spontaneous. Do you understand?”

Kyle gave me a slight nod of agreement and I left the room keeping my chin held high. But as soon as I closed the door behind me, I cowered letting out all the air in my lungs that I had held back to maintain a governing posture.

Not bad, Jenny, but Kyle is just a practice run. Kate is the real challenge here. I mentally patted myself on the back and walked towards the couch. As I reached, I told Kate that there was nothing to worry about and that Kyle was just sleepy is all and I continued to walk to my room.

Kate asked me, “Aren’t you gonna watch the rest of the movie with me?”

“I’m just a little exhausted, honey. I want to rest my head for a bit. Tell you what… why don’t you come and find me after the movie? If you manage to stay awake through this.” I smiled.

“Ok, I’m just gonna pretend you did not say that about a Vin Diesel movie.”

I giggled and went on ahead to my room. I hit the bed but I couldn’t sleep. I kept running it in my mind on how I’m going to break it to Kate. Time lapsed quickly and I heard a soft knock on my door and then Kate entered.

She threw herself on my bed and asked, “So, what’s up mom? Why did you want me here?”

I took a few seconds to reign in my jitters as I sat up straight and began to speak, “Well… I wanted to talk to you about Kyle.”

Kate said, “You said everything was fine.”

“It is. It’s just that Kyle has been having some… issues. I helped him work through it once before but it looks like he just might need some more time and… support from all of us.”

“Oh my god, is he sick?”

“No! God, no. He’s just been having problems… teenage problems.”

Kate looked confused. She asked, “Is he having trouble at that part-time gig? Anyone bullying him?”

“No, not at all. It’s more... personal. It’s also probably why you might think that he’s been acting weird with you.”

“Mom, just say it, will you?”

“Well… Kyle has been having problems coping with his… ‘boy’ tendencies.”

“Uh… Is he gay?”, Kate asked with a stupid face.

“What? No! Why would you thi- ah, nevermind!” After regaining my confidence, I said without giving a pause, “Kyle is being a young, sexually healthy boy who just can’t seem to stop having an erection all the time! There, I said it.”

There was silence in the room for a significant period. Then, Kate responded.

“Wow… um… ok… I most certainly did not expect to hear anything of this sort.”

I maintained a very nervous look on my face. Kate was still puzzled as to what was going on. She asked, “So, what’s the problem here? Aren’t all boys his age like that?”

“Do all boys bring their friends home and dish out a group masturbation effort?”, I replied quickly.

Kate exclaimed with a smile and said, “WHAT?” and she laughed for nearly a minute. “Oh mom, that’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard! Haha, that’s so ridiculous! Did he really do that? Was Chase there too? Haha, man I’m gonna own them for the rest of their lives with this.” and she continued to laugh a little longer until tears clouded her eyes.

All the while, I held my palms together and pretty much prayed that nothing should go downhill from here. But when do prayers ever get answered?

As Kate calmed down and giggled only seconds apart, her expression showed that she stumbled upon something. She asked, “Wait… wait a minute… is that why Kyle suddenly stormed to his room? Because he had an erection?”

I nodded in positive. Then she continued, “And you said that you helped him work through it once before… what could ‘you’ have possibly done to help him out with this?”

I gave Kate a long stare and then I began to recite the events of the three days that occurred the week before. As I began the story, Kate sat up straight and then she barely moved until I finished the entire story. I didn’t leave out a single detail. I confessed every excruciating, sultry, embarrassing, sinful, tingling detail.

After I finished, there was complete silence in the room for several minutes, while Kate stared into my tainted soul and I tried to avoid every second of it.

Then Kate responded loudly, “What the fuck, mom?!”

She continued after a brief pause, “This is sick. I can’t believe you’re the kind of person who would… ah! You let him fuck you? And cum inside you? And and, Chase? and Zoey too? Oh my god, I think I’m gonna throw up.”

Kate quickly covered her mouth with her hand which was shivering from the trauma of hearing what she did. I thought that the excessive details would entice her but I guess I was wrong. I realized that I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was with my plan to simply confess to her.

Kate got up to leave but I couldn’t move a single muscle in my body to stop her. Before Kate opened the door, she stood still for a moment and asked me softly, “Why?”

I didn’t know what she meant. I responded humbly, “Why what?”

“Why the fuck did you have to tell me all of this now? Why couldn’t you have just kept this a secret forever? Why?” she asked with a mildly enraged look.

While I looked down and struggled for rational answers that could do damage control, I couldn’t think of any at that moment. So I gave her the truth all while avoiding eye contact with Kate.

“Look, Kyle is young and has a genuine problem. He still needs help. I think we have a responsibility here.”

“We?”

“Kyle fancied both younger and older women. I did my part to help him get over one of the two. And as for the other part-” I paused and slowly looked up at Kate.

Kate lost it.

“Mom!” she genuinely screamed in disgust. She walked out and slammed the door behind her. And I could hear her run up the stairs and slam the door of her room as well. My entire body became numb. I believed that I had completely wrecked my family with no possibility of reconciliation. I let my head hit the bed and let my fatigue pull me into sleep.

Morning arrived. I came out of my room early and nothing seemed out of order. I found that Kyle was still sleeping in his room. I looked up the stairs and Kate’s room door was a little ajar. I braced myself for the worst and marched up to her room with the intent of profusely apologizing to her and begging for her forgiveness, and more importantly, gaining her word that she would not tell anyone about what I confessed to her last night.

I opened the door and found that the room was empty. And then I heard water running. Kate was in the shower. How mad could she have been to have gotten up this early on a Saturday morning and jump in the shower? I thought to myself.

I yelled, “Kate!”. I got a reply in the same fashion, “One minute!”. Right after, I heard the shower turn off. I figured that she’ll step out shortly after she dried herself. In the meantime, I decided to browse around the room while waiting for her.

When I did, I noticed Kate’s underwear resting atop the rail of her chair. I am obsessive about immediately putting all used clothes in the basket meant for laundry. So, I innocently picked it up. Before I could chuck it into the basket, I felt a bit of moisture on it. Instinctively, I stretched out the piece of cloth. To my genuine surprise, I found that it was excessively wet on the inside with viscous transparent liquid all over the crotch area.

Just then, Kate stepped out of the bathroom. As soon as she saw me, she said loudly, “Mom!” and quickly shifted her focus to the underwear. Why is Kate is bothered about me just holding her underwe-... wait a minute! My eyes widened while my face made an ‘oh!’ expression.

I asked Kate, “Is this what I think it is?”

Kate remained still and flashed a ‘big-eye’ expression that cats are famous for. Finally, a crevice I could wedge my way into, I thought to myself. I asked again, “Kate?”

She couldn’t look me in the eye anymore. She looked down at the floor and meddled with the bottom end of the towel that she wore around her chest. I asked her yet again, “Can you explain yourself? I thought you were mad about what I told you last night.”

She cleared her throat and responded, “I was. I tried to sleep it off but I couldn’t clear my head nor think of anything else. In my mind, I kept replaying every explicit detail that you shared with me. The more I thought about it…”

Then she lost her voice. I gave her a moment but she didn’t recover. So, I gave her a nudge, “Go on.”

She took a deep breath and continued, “The more I thought about it, the more I understood. The more I understood, the more excited I got. The more excited I got-”

“-the wetter your panties became,” I finished her sentence for her. Kate quickly looked up at me.

I was in! I secretly rejoiced in my mind.

As I slowly walked up to Kate, she continued to ramble, “Mom, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to get off on what happened between you and Kyle. I was just thinking how it must have felt being with so many boys and I know that these things shouldn’t turn me on but it just happened and, and-”

“And you feel left out?” I asked her as I stood close to her. Kate sighed heavily and nodded gently in acceptance. At this point, I realized something. Kate was feeling hot for the thought of Kyle and the boys but not me or Zoey. One battle at a time, Jenny I told myself and strode forward.

“Oh honey, that wasn’t our intention. Things just happened so fast. But now that you feel this way, will you... help... Kyle out?” I asked. Kate nodded again but with a little more enthusiasm this time.

I tried hard to prevent a smile but a little smirk slipped out. As I combed her wet hair over her ears with my fingers, I asked, “Why do I feel like it’s you that I’m helping out now?” Kate turned red with embarrassment as she dropped her jaw. I smiled and asked, “Ok ok, sorry! So, when should we do this?”

She smiled and said, “Well, I have classes again on Monday. It’s better I head back to campus tomorrow after brunch.”

“So, today then.”

“Today?”

“Let’s have breakfast before Kyle wakes up. We’ll need the energy.”

“Energy?”

Kate looked at me like a lost schoolgirl while I behaved like I’ve done this a million times. As I was about to leave the room, I said “Oh and Kate… three things.”

“What is it?” Kate asked.

“First... Kyle can’t know that you know anything about what happened last week or that I’m helping you with this. When it happens, it needs to look spontaneous and without preparation or anticipation.”

Kate thought for a second and responded, “Ok.” Then, I continued, “Second… play along.”

Kate nodded ‘yes’. Then, as I continued to walk out, she asked, “And the third?”

I half-turned and said, “Stay in the towel.”

“But, mom-” before she could say another word, I quickly turned back and rushed downstairs.

I fixed myself a decent breakfast but Kate didn’t make it downstairs for quite a while. When she did, she tiptoed her way downstairs in her towel which began atop her half-covered breasts and ended just below the curve of her ass.

As she approached to sit next to me, she said, “This is so weird. I’ve never been in my towel outside my room.”

She made herself a small bowl of cereal and sat next to me at the table. Soon enough Kyle stepped out of his room, yawning. He was in his usual skimpy underwear. He made his way to the table with his eyes closed. He greeted us but was still half asleep because although he sat himself at the table, he didn’t notice Kate in her towel.

As he rubbed his eyes, he asked, “So, are we headin’ out anywhere today?”

I said, “Sure. Let’s figure out where before you finish breakfast.”

When Kyle opened his eyes, he noticed Kate in her towel. He quickly asked, “Why are you in a towel?”

Kate, as she pulled up her towel a little higher, said, “Um… What I wanted to wear today, got... uh… wet. It’s almost dry but mom forced made me to come downstairs right away to have breakfast with her. Was too lazy to change just for this.”

Wow, smooth, Kate! I thought to myself.

“Cool,” said Kyle and then he looked at me. I just maintained a blank expression as I continued to drink my coffee to let Kyle think that this wasn’t of my making. More the mystery, more the pleasure! We all continued to have a regular conversation and breakfast usual for about ten minutes or so.

Then, as Kate got up to leave, I asked her “Hey I forgot to ask, how’s your back? Is it still sore?”

“My back?” Kate asked in surprise. But she quickly recognized that this was part of my play and responded, “Yes, my back… um… I think it’s alright.”

I raised one eyebrow and recognizing my cue, she added, “But... it does feel a little stiff when I bend over or arch back.”

Atta girl! I asked, “Do you want me to give you a massage?”

“Massage? You? Um… o… k… ”

I quickly scooted over to the couch and showed Kate where to lie down. I made her lie down in such a way that she laid on her stomach with her face and chest facing Kyle who was still finishing his breakfast at the dinner table.

Kate was looking at her phone but I knew exactly where Kyle pointed his eyes every few seconds. Unlike me, Kate is a slim girl with not much meat to the bone or flesh to the chest. But still, when she laid down, most of her breasts pushed up real nice and almost slipped out of that tiny towel. Kyle began to shift in his seat, positively trying to avoid a bulging underwear.

I massaged Kate’s back and lower back over the towel for about a few minutes, when Kyle asked Kate, “What’s wrong with your back?”

Ha! Like moth to fire. I answered his question, “Well, you did such a fine job in lifting her during her routines yesterday that she developed pain in her lower back last night.”

“No way!”

“You don’t believe me? Well, maybe you should come here and feel her stiff back for yourself!”

“Uh… it's alright.”

“Actually, come to think of it, Kyle, just take over for me, will you? My fingers and palms are beginning to burn. Besides, I can get the dishes done while you finish this and we all can head out sooner.”

Kyle sported a ‘really?’ look at me and I gave him an ultimatum. “It’s either the massage or the dishes.”

Kyle rolled his eyes and as he stood up he said, “Fine!”

I got up and made my way to the kitchen.

Kyle slowly went up to Kate and sat himself on the couch beside her lower thighs. He began to massage Kate’s lower back and Kate’s facial expression began to change. She had her phone in front of her face but she was often nervously looking to her sides as far as her vision would allow without turning her head.

Hardly a minute had passed by when I looked on from the kitchen and noticed Kyle’s underwear bulging firmly. It’s working! Now, it was Kyle’s turn to play his part in taking this forward and he did it so elegantly.

Kyle said loudly, “Heh… I think now I know why the fingers and palms begin to burn.”

I asked in a similar fashion, “Why?”

“We are massaging over this dreaded towel is why.”

I noticed Kate look at me although she pretended to look at the phone in front of her face. Playing the game of making them both think that the other doesn’t know what’s happening or that I’m helping only them, made this all the more exciting for me.

I responded casually, “Of course. Oh, Kate honey, is there any way you could move the towel?”

Kate exclaimed, “Move the towel?”

“Well, you don’t have to undo or remove it. Maybe… you could… um.... pull up the bottom end of the towel just a little bit.”

Kate instinctively responded loudly as she pushed herself halfway off the couch, “Mom! I’m not wearing-” pausing abruptly. Then, she slowly lowered herself back to the position she was in and repeated her words in a softer tone while biting down on her teeth, “Mom, I’m not wearing anything underneath!”

“Oh, come on, Kate. We’re all adults here. You really want to run all the way upstairs, wear your knickers and run back down to finish this massage? Damn, I just lost my breath even reciting that option.” and I giggled like a brainless female as I continued to pretend washing the dishes that I’d already washed twice by then.

Kate seemed lost and didn’t know how to react. As much as she wanted this, she expressed realistic reluctance like second nature. She is her mother’s daughter, after all. So I added, “Kyle honey, do you mind just pushing up her towel? She really can’t pull the towel up in the position she’s laying.”

Kyle asked Kate softly, “Should I?”

Kate responded, “Ok, do it.”

Then, Kyle slowly pushed up the towel. Kate’s young firm bottom revealed itself. Kyle was so horny that from time to time, he squeezed his penis over his underwear. He pushed up the towel all the way up to her mid back. And he began to massage her lower back again.

I could notice that he was trying to grace the top of her butt every time he came around with his fingers but was scared to do it. But he did pull the skin and flesh upward well enough for her crease to widen. I was sure that he was able to see her rim and pussy.

Kate kept her eyes closed most of the time and began biting her lips. Kyle didn’t even bother to look up at me. Did he forget that I wanted some of this too? But I managed to get his attention when I cleared my throat a bit loudly.

Kyle raised his eyebrows. I widened my eyes, signalling ‘well do something!’

Kyle took a moment and said in a confused tone, “Now, her back is starting to turn red.”

Kate added, “Now, my back is starting to burn as well. His fingers feel like hot charcoal.”

I had another light bulb moment. I yelled, “Oil!” Both kids asked in unison, “What?”

I responded, “Well, obviously you need some lubrication. It’s massage one-o-one!” As I turned off the water, dried my hands and opened the kitchen cupboard, I added, “Let me bring you some oil. I hope olive is fine cause that’s all we got right now.”

A perfect opportunity to get close to the action! I grabbed a bottle of olive oil and headed over to the couch and stood beside Kyle. Finally, I could see what only Kyle was able to. Her bottom was full and firm like mine. So full that her rim wasn’t visible without pulling on the flesh of her love handles. And her pussy was so… young! Unlike mine, her inner lips were practically non-existent. I remember the days when mine used to look that.

As I was mesmerized with what I was seeing, Kyle brought me back to reality saying, “Mom!”

“Ah yes, the oil,” I said.

I gently poured a few drops over Kate’s lower back and she twitched a little bit. I was beginning to feel wet myself. Then, Kyle prompted again, “Uh… mom, that’s not enough.”

When I titled the bottle another time, I did so more than I should have and a generous portion splashed Kate’s back and much of it sprinkled onto her bottom and the crease of her cheeks.

Kate squealed, “Mom!”

Kyle quickly worked her entire back spreading all of the oil to prevent it from spilling onto the couch.

Kyle said, “Great! Now, there’s too much oil and I can’t put enough pressure anywhere.”

I saw an opportunity yet again. “Kate honey, there’s literally no more space on your back to spread the excess oil. Do you mind if we rub off the excess just a little lower?”

Kate asked, “Lower?”

I said to Kyle, “There, she said lower.”

Then, Kyle just slid his slippery palms over to those bubbly buns and groped them very hard.

Kate whispered loudly, “Kyle!”

Kyle just continued to rub her pretty butt in every possible direction. He pulled both the cheeks apart to reveal her clenched up rim. My mouth began to salivate seeing this glorious scene.

Kate asked, “Was that enough?”

Kyle said, “No, there’s a little more left.” and he continued to treat that perky bottom like his own wet cookie dough. Every time he spread her ass, little more of the oil that sat on her crease made its way lower and lower towards her rim.

Soon enough, a thin streak of oil flowed over Kate’s rim and pussy and a single drop of it was hanging from the tip of her clit, waiting to fall at any time.

I said to Kate, “Um... honey, I think a little bit of oil has flown down between your legs. Do you mindTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.