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Ashley is eighteen-years-old and has just left school. He has blonde, has curly hair, a surfer's body and is six-feet-two-inches tall. He lives with his mum, Jane, and has just finished school for good. His mum and dad separated when he was eight years old and he has lived with his mum since and his nineteen-year-old sister lives with their dad in France.
Jane, their mother, had a series of relationships with women and men since she got divorced. Later, she made a conscious decision to be polyamorous. She enjoyed sex with people she knew and liked, more than one night stands with strangers. Jane is thirty-seven years old, has dark hair, brown eyes unlike her son’s blue eyes, and a buxom hourglass figure in great condition due to her love of swimming.
That afternoon, Ashleigh’s piano teacher Yvette comes round to give Jane, Ashley’s mum, her weekly lesson. Jane played the piano when she was a girl, but gave it up when she went to university. Yvette was trained as a concert pianist and is helping Jane to get her playing back up to speed. Yvette is twenty-six years old, slightly built, with a waspish waist, light brown hair, blue eyes, large cosmetically enhanced breasts and never-ending legs.
Yvette knows that Jane lives on her own with her son. Jane has never hidden from Yvette her relationships with her polyamorous lovers. Yvette realised that Jane had male and female lovers, when she met Kate by accident when Kate was leaving Jane’s house. Yvette was arriving to give her lesson. Starting up the path, she saw the two women kiss each other on the mouth, briefly, as they said goodbye on the doorstep.
Yvette has a boyfriend but has always known that she is attracted to women as well. However, she is engaged to be married and has never admitted to her fiancé, Henry, that she is attracted to women. He is staunchly conservative on marriage and religion. He does not believe that gay relationships should be recognised in law so that gay people can marry.
Jane has a grand piano in her spacious house. She had hoped that Ashley would learn to play as he was growing up. Ashley did have lessons but was much more interested in learning to play the guitar, so Jane gave up trying to persuade him. Instead, Jane plays the piano herself.
Jane and Yvette sit beside each other at the piano on a long seat. Yvette watches Jane play, demonstrating and correcting Jane. Jane shifts herself in her seat, ostensibly to position herself more correctly, as Yvette has instructed her. Yvette finds her hips and outer thigh are touching Jane’s. Yvette takes pleasure in the warmth of her friend's body.
Jane asks if that is better, her hands at the same time, their fingertips brushing the top of Yvette’s, as she moves them across the keys. Yvette understands Jane’s meaning, but is nervous and becomes determined to behave professionally. Jane understands the young woman’s fear. She is sure that Yvette has never been with another woman, and that she is trying very hard to be a good fiancée.
Jane decides to take another tack. She moves away from Yvette and pours herself a glass of red wine. She tells Yvette that she needs wine as it’s been a long week. Jane starts to talk about her work as if she has moved on and isn’t thinking about what just happened. Jane pours and hands Yvette a glass without asking her. The young woman suddenly feels the need for relief from all the stress of her difficult relationship with Henry. She almost drains the wine glass in just a few minutes.
Jane has changed the topic of conversation to how difficult men can be in not understanding the simplest things and being so impractical, too. Yvette listens, wanting to say so much about Henry. Jane skilfully describes the shortcomings of her own ex-husband in such a way she that is sure Yvette will identify the parallels in her own fiancé. Yvette can’t help herself. She starts to relax and agree. The two women laugh at their men, together.
Jane notices that the young woman has almost finished her wine, so fills her glass without asking. Jane masks this by pouring herself one, just before pouring Yvette’s, hoping the young woman will not refuse. Jane is quietly pleased. Yvette drinks with gusto.
Yvette’s nerves start to fall away. She can’t help looking at Jane’s legs and her soft lips, big eyes and luxuriant long, curly black hair. She knows that Jane is attracted to her. She has no idea where the afternoon will lead. ‘Will they kiss? If they do what will happen next,’ she wonders. Yvette has no idea and just wants to go with the flow. To her, it feels like watching the start of a film whose story will just unfold.
Jane senses her moment. She tells Yvette to sit on the sofa.
‘If we’re going to drink wine and relax this afternoon, we can have a lesson next week,’ Jane says. ‘Of course, I will still pay you,’ Jane says emphatically.
'Oh, but you mustn't. I haven't taught you anything, today.' Yvette protests.
'I'm taking your teaching time. I can't take your time and then not pay you,' Jane insists. 'I really need to have a heart to heart with you about Ashley. I'm in a situation where I don't know what I should do. I'd love your advice, Yvette.'
Yvette is surprised. ‘Perhaps Jane has no intention of seducing me. I’ve got it all wrong,’ she thinks, with disappointment, feeling brought back to reality, left with awful Henry to go home to, this evening.
Jane proceeds to come over with her laptop. ‘I hope that you don’t mind me showing you. I don’t have anyone else to discuss these things with since Ashleigh’s father lives in France,’ she explains to the piano teacher.
Jane places the laptop on Yvettes’s knee and, then, retreats to the open plan kitchen. She tells Yvette to open the file in front of her on the computer. Again, she says that she hopes that Yvette doesn’t mind. Yvette opens the file to find Ashley’s mobile pics. They show Ashley and another girl having sex with an older woman in her early forties.
'It's Ashley and his girlfriend having a threesome with their deputy headmistress.' Jane tries to make it sound as if she is concerned to know what to do about it.
'Should I report it? It happened a couple of months after my boy and his girlfriend left the school. Ashley has assured me that nothing happened when they were her pupils. They’re both eighteen years old. They met her at a club and everything happened from there.’
Yvette is startled, and can't answer, but can’t take her eyes off the screen. She almost drains her glass to calm herself. She has that warm, excited feeling in her sex. Yvette blushes at the idea that Jane is doing this deliberately to excite her. ‘Is she? She must be,’ muses Yvette.
Jane walks over to refill Yvette’s glass. Jane is wearing black high heeled shoes. Her legs are tanned and bare. Her skirt is short and of mat black leather. Yvette notices a golden ankle chain on Jane's toned, long leg.
Jane retreats, leaving Yvette to drink in her son with the two women. Jane talks on about it being fine with her, and it’s just normal.
'They're all adults and obviously having a great time, don't you think? I can't see why they shouldn't enjoy each other, can you?' Jane asks
All the time Jane knows that Yvette is becoming oblivious to her. Yvette is engrossed in the pictures showing all three enjoying each other's bodies, lost in sexual congress with each other, in every way possible. ‘This woman is showing me pictures of her son’s cock impaled in women’s mouths and pussies. Wow!’ Yvette can only conclude.
Yvette is very turned on and wet. She is trying not to show it, but can’t help saying, 'Ashleigh is a very good looking boy.'
Jane retorts, ‘His girlfriend is very hot too, and their teacher, don’t you think. I feel quite jealous of Ashleigh with the two women. Is that a terrible thing to say? I like women, I always have. You must know I do, Yvette? It’s not something I can change or would ever want to.’ There is a pregnant pause, broken by the sound of someone coming into the house.
It’s Ashley and his girlfriend, Lisa. They all say hello, Yvette rising to kiss Ashleigh and his girlfriend on the cheek. Ashley is tall, blonde with curly hair, and muscular in the way swimmers are. He was on the school swim team and Yvette knows he's a lifeguard at the beach.
His girlfriend is petite and about five-foot-five-inches tall with long, wavy blonde hair. When Yvette kisses her on the cheek she can't help the delight she feels in squeezing the young girl's body against her own and feeling the mixture of her soft skin, cheek to cheek, and her intoxicating perfume. In those seconds, Yvette imagines their bodies together, skin to skin, their nipples brushing against each other, their breasts squashed against each other.
Yvette can't help herself, whispering in the young woman's ear, 'I love your pics with your teacher'.
Lisa looks blankly at Yvette for a split second as they separate from their embrace. 'Oh, those!' she whispers softly in surprise to Lisa.
Yvette has let her hands slide down the other woman's arms to rest on Lisa's hands, as their embrace separated. Now, they are joined together holding hands. Yvette smiles and then winks at the younger woman, who bursts into a huge grin and looks down, then back into Yvette's eyes.
'Tonight, as soon as you get home. Tell your dad. He can maybe get us our money back. But don't wait till tomorrow. You know what he' like. He'll be rushing and not listen, and you'll never wake up in time, tomorrow morning'. Ashley's words remind Yvette and her new friend that they are not alone in the room.
'OK, I'm on it. So nice to meet you, Yvette. You should come out with us, next week perhaps?' Lisa blurts out the last words to the mild surprise of Ashley, but not Jane.
'Yeh, we could do that...' Ashley replies politely with mild surprise.'First, ask your dad about the holiday money, or we won't be going anywhere this summer'
Lisa agrees, bids her goodbyes and is gone in a few seconds.
Ashley is left, visibly upset. His holiday to Thailand with Lisa has been cancelled due to the travel company going bust. Ashley sits down beside Yvette. She is leaning back in the middle of the sofa. He recognises that she has his laptop.
Yvette is flustered when Ashley asks in surprise, ‘Have you been looking our pics?’
Then, Yvette can’t help laughing.
‘Well, I had to ask someone. She was your teacher, Ashley,’ Jane laughs.
Then Yvette giggles, ‘She was teaching you both well, I think.’
‘Very well,’ Jane says flopping down on the other side of Yvette.
‘Lets have a look, again,’ Ashley says touching the keyboard.
Yvette is, now, so wet. She is looking at pictures of this boy in a threesome with two hot women, while his mum looks on smirking in interest. Jane is holding her wine glass and smiling. Yvette, sandwiched between the two, can feel the mother and her son on either side. She is both very turned on and feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Jane senses this and feels she must make her move. She tells Ashley to take his laptop upstairs and email his father about the trip collapsing. It had been their father’s present to the boy for his eighteenth birthday, and as a reward for working hard for his exams. Ashley disappears upstairs.
The atmosphere clears a bit. Then Jane begins to talk about her love for both men and women.
‘I find both women and men attractive.’ She tells Yvette, ‘You are a beautiful woman,’ and lightly brushes Yvette’s hair as it falls over her cheekbone. ‘You could have any man or woman you want,’ Jane says pointedly looking into Yvette’s eyes.
Jane's mood then appears to change. She says to Yvette, ‘I’m sorry, I may be wrong. You probably don’t like women. Perhaps I’ve shocked you?
‘No,’ says Yvette, managing to say that and no more. ‘I like women. In fact, I’ve always liked you.’
The two women look directly into each other's eyes. Jane is the first to move her face in towards her friend. When she does, Yvette responds in kind. They kiss, very softly.
Yvettes is so relieved and pleased to kiss a woman, at last. Both women begin to kiss more deeply.
'There is no going back, now.' Thinks Yvette with relief. 'This woman is going to have me. I'm going to be taken by another woman. I'm going to take her, too. All I need to do is go with her.'
Jane’s hand caresses Yvette's neck, then her fingertips drift over Yvette’s body to her thighs.
Yvette thinks, ‘This woman is going to have me and I’m going to give every part of my body to her lips and tongue.'
Yvette's thighs open, as Jane’s fingers lightly slide over her soft flesh under her long skirt. Yvette, in contrast to Jane, has a long flowing white skirt of lace fabric. Jane’s fingers meet the wall of flesh held back behind Yvette’s knickers. She can feel the moisture coming through the thin material.
Her soft fingertips begin to gently stroke over the material. Jane is careful to avoid her fingernails scratching her lover through her panties. The two women’s kisses become even more ardent. Yvette wants to be taken. She thrusts her tongue back into Jane's mouth, confirming to Jane her willingness in their union.
All she wants in the world is for this older woman to have her. Jane gets off the sofa, down on all fours, she is between the young woman's legs. She slides Yvette's skirt up. Jane’s head lovingly between her lover’s thighs, now. She deliberately lets Yvette feel her hot breath against Yvette’s naked inner thighs.
Yvette closes her eyes and leans back on the sofa, sliding down till her arse is on its edge. She opens her legs as she glides forward, stretching her legs wider, ever wider and arching her back.
Ashley is standing there. He is watching his mother with another woman. His cock is hard. He can't help his natural response. He doesn’t know what to do. It’s his mum with her lover. It’s between them. He never imagined this or expected to see it or feel so aroused, by his mum loving another woman. Ashley doesn’t know what to do. All he can do is look. He has to look.
Yvette is beyond restraint or control. She opens her eyes and looks up into Ashley’s eyes as his mother licks and fingers her to orgasm. After Yvette cums hard, crying out, Jane slips out from under her new lover’s skirt, as if she were coming backwards out of a tent.
She sees that her son has been watching them both and his cock bulging in his trousers. She knows that her son wants to be inside Yvette. She knows that her son has the same desire to fuck Yvette’s lovely body, as she does herself.
In that moment, Jane feels an aggressive surge of emotion. Nothing, not even the presence of her son, is going to stop her from having Yvette. In almost the same moment, Jane realises that he has seen his own mother in a way that no son would ever see their mother. Instinctively, Jane knows that this is the edge of something. Something that she never dreamed could happen, or ever desired.
'Is he turned on by just Yvette, or by me with Yvette? Jane wonders in almost panic. She looks up and her son's eyes are definitely looking at her and not just Yvette. For a moment, they trace back to her black shoes, then their gaze unmistakably stops at her leather clad backside. Her skirt was tight anyway. Now, it's stretched to cover her shapely buttocks. Jane feels a sudden rush of sexual excitement stronger than she had felt for a very long time.
‘We can both just fuck Yvette,' Jane lies to herself. Deep down she wants an excuse not to stop. 'That’s not incest or illegal. And we are all adults, so we can both fuck this girl and it’s not illegal.’
Then, unable to say more, Jane utters, ‘Help me here.’ As if she were doing some task like folding a sheet.
Ashley hesitates.
Jane, with a slight tone of desperation and motherly reproachfulness, urges her son, ‘Come on, get out of those jeans!’
Yvette watches transfixed as Ashley’s cock springs forward, as his jeans come down. Still trapped inside his white, tight briefs, it stretches them like a bent banana. When it does pop free, it bounces up and down to attention.
‘A good thickness and eight inches, at least,’ thinks Yvette, her pussy starting to draw warmth and ache a little, again.
Yvette looks from mother to son, questioningly.
Jane says, ‘It’s ok. It’s a first time for us both, sharing a lover. It will be a first for all of us.'
Yvette says nothing. Then, mother and son help her up from the sofa and lead her upstairs towards Jane’s bedroom. As Yvette walks up the long staircase, she cannot believe what is about to happen. She cannot believe her luck.
She is trying to live in the moment, to remember, relax and enjoy. But she is beyond having possession of herself. Her own lust has taken over her body and she is powerless to defy it. She wishes this was being filmed, so she could take the joy in it and replay every moment in future: herself with Jane and her son.
The three come to the edge of a very large white bed. Mother and son take control, divesting Yvette of every stitch of her clothes, except her light brown stockings and suspender belt. Then, Yvette stops them both, running her fingers through their hair see brings both their heads close to hers. First, she kisses Jane, softly and lovingly, and then her son.
Yvette whispers as her lips break from Ashley's, 'Help me undress her.' Her gaze shifts and she looks at Jane.
Her son then lays his hands on his mother's body for the first time with a blatantly sexual intent. Jane responds to her son's hands willingly, turning her body to help him. Ashley discovers joy in his mother's obvious pleasure at his undressing her. She looks up at her big son, directly into his eyes, as she turns, helping his hands strip her. If Ashley ever needed any reassurance that his mother was fully up for them both having sex in front of each other, with Yvette, he has it now.
Yvette imagines that the bed must be so big because this is not the first time Jane has entertained more than one lover at a time. Yvette is not wrong. Yvette kisses first Jane, then her son. Yvette is acutely aware that mother and son are watching each other as they kiss and touch her. Yvette can’t resist. She doesn’t want to. She finds a new and powerful desire: to see mother and son love each other. ‘But that isn’t going to happen, is it?’ she thinks.
Jane looks up into Ashley's eyes before turning to Yvette. With one hand she reaches out to cup Yvette's left breast, stroking and caressing its soft flesh. Then, simultaneously, she moves her mouth to Jane's breast while reaching out blindly to her son. Her hand reaches his shoulder and she pulls him down towards Yvette's free breast.
Ashley lustfully joins his mother. Seeing his mother's greedy lips sucking on the flesh of another woman, he feels his cock stand out extra hard. His mother glances at her son as she feels his rampant cock rub jab and slid across her right thigh.
Mother and son share sucking those soft, large breasts. Unable to stop themselves in their growing fever of desire, their hands touch as they stroke and penetrate the still standing Yvette. Her pussy opens and fills with Jane and Ashley's eager fingers, sliding over each other as they finger fuck their beautiful girlfriend. Yvette shifts her feet apart, further. She opens up her body for their greedy hands.
'They can fuck me, they can have me. I open myself up to them. All my holes are theirs,' thinks Yvette.
As mother and son make love to Yvette, they find themselves more and more in skin to skin contact with each other. Both discover a delight in this. They relish feeling each other's naked flesh on flesh and each chooses to convey their pleasure to the other, mother to son, son to mother.
Their hands at first linger and caress, then grasp each others. Their bodies slide and press against each other, one encouraging the other in their abandonment of all restraint. Each sees the other's desire and has a new understanding of who they are as people. They have a new relationship, not just as mother and son, but as two lustful people sharing another woman.
Jane knows, and Ashley realises, too: it may not be, now, but sometime, soon, he will possess his mother. He will penetrate her tight, wet cunt and she will open herself with all her being to her son's long, thick, hard cock. She will let her son thrust as deep as he can inside her and open herself up to him, completely. His mother will thrust up onto his ramming cock, grinding her clit against his young body.
What is more, Yvette realises all this too. She puts a hand each behind both their heads and runs her fingers through their hair.
‘Mother and son, they look alike and are both so beautiful,’ she thinks. Yvette looks up at them both. Fixing one gaze, then the others, she says, ‘I want to see you both the first time you do it with each other.’
Mother and son are both full of desire but they can’t quite speak it out loud. All of a sudden, without a word, Ashley grabs his mother by the waist. He lifts her up and throws her onto on the bed. His mother lands on her back. Her eyes looking back at her son, she opens her legs willingly to him, as he crawls up the bed towards her naked vulva.
Yvette is lying parallel to Jane. Yvette reaches out and taps Jane on the shoulder. She wants to look into Jane’s eyes. She wants to let Jane know that she knows exactly what Jane is doing. She wants Jane to be fully aware of every aspect of her, his mother, fucking her own son. Yvette feels a power and close connection from their gaze.
It switches on their full consciousness in what they are doing, and what they are about to do. It makes it totally premeditated. Jane is choosing to do this. Yvette wants her to know that. Jane is fucking her son because she feels an overpowering desire to have her son fuck her and fill her with his sperm.
She takes Jane's hand as her son kneels between his mother’s legs. Ashley’s right-hand reaches for the calf of one of his mother's legs. Before he can touch her, his mother raises both her legs up, knees towards her shoulders. This leaves her pussy fully exposed as she wants it to be. Fully exposed to be taken and fucked by her son and his big, hard cock.
Yvette moves closer to Jane. Quickly she slides her hand down Jane's stomach.
‘No,’ she says. Mother and son freeze.
Yvette gets up on one elbow. ‘I want to put it into you, Jane,’ she says softly but forcefully. Jane looks at her, wanting to do anything that will make this as hot a threesome as it ever could be.
As Yvette grasps Ashley’s member, she says to Jane, ‘Lift your head. See what he is doing to you. Watch! Watch it go in!’
Jane lifts her head, eager to watch, not quite believing that this is happening. Totally willing, she is totally willing, of that, there is no doubt in her mind. She and her son are not just mother and son, now. To Jane, he is her son, but he is a man, now, with a man’s desires.
For the first time, Jane feels his desire for her. No other man's desire has ever made her more lustful, more turned on, than feeling the desire of her adult son, now. Jane wants and needs to satisfy her son’s desire more than anything in the world. There is no way she will let anything stop her son fucking her. Simultaneously, she can’t believe that she is doing this, and can’t understand why she hasn't done it before, since he became a man. Above all, she wants to make her son cum with her pussy, to make him unload his balls into her.
'There are years of his fucking me to come,' she thinks. Then her daughter immediately comes into her mind, and Jane cannot breathe with the sudden, new idea of having them both, her adult son and daughter. But only if her daughter wants this and makes her desire as obvious as her son has.
'Only if she does, too.' Jane hopes and feels herself become even wetter at the tantalising prospect
Ashley doesn’t really understand how it has come to this. He is full of desire for his mum. He has never felt such desire for another human being before, in his life. She is Jane to him, now. She isn’t his mum.
‘It’s like the first time you go camping with your dad as an adult,’ he thought. He had sworn with his father for the first time, and both had sworn, as men do when things are tough in a storm, on the mountains. They had become two men together. Now, Ashley is a man for Jane and Jane a woman for Ashley. Each is letting out their private side. The side they’d kept from each other all their lives. It is making them both so full of desire that they are breathless and speechless, together.
The only thing that is making the moment even more erotic than it would have been, is Yvette's presence. Yvette, by being a willing accomplice, is allowing Ashely and Jane to given in to their desires and fuck each other so Yvette canTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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