My Panty Fetish And My Step-Mum (Mom) Part 3 free porn video

Well my memories of my time with Mum (my step-mum really) seem to be popular, so I shall continue to relate some of the fun times we've had together over the years.

I was a young and inexperienced boy, but with a raging urge for sex, and my Mum, clearly, had been frustrated for years by my Dad and his indifference to her needs. We really were a perfect combination, both keen to shag each other senseless but also to explore new ways of getting satisfaction. One of the arliest explorations was photography. In those days there were no digital cameras, Polaroid instant cameras had just come on the scene, but they were expensive, as was the film. Dad had a nice SLR camera that took 35mm film, so we had that available, but the issue for Mum was, how to get the films processed?

I solved this after talking to one of the boys at school who was a keen amateur photographer. From him I leaned all about what equipment you needed, and how to turn a room (in his case a small downstairs toilet) into a darkroom. I managed to convince my Dad that I had become very interested in photography by borrowing his camera and shooting films of the local countryside and a****ls. I got him to buy me a developer kit and an enlarger for my birthday – I was all set to print.

Of course in the meantime Mum and I had been continuing our after-school fun. She had acquired some fabulous underwear, including a really sexy basque, and many pairs of silky and shiny panties. She even had managed to get some without a gusset, split-crotch panties she said they are called. Also Mum was pretty good on a sewing machine and her creativity had extended to her panties too. For example she had converted a pair of knickers to incorporate a silky tube that went up inside her. This was great fun for me, I could put my fingers up her and be treated to soft silky panty-smoothness as I frigged her. Obviously she lets me frig her anyway, but this was a nice change and they looked superb as they were pushed up inside her. I could fuck her in them too, that felt nice as well.

“How about making a pair that will go up both holes?” I suggested, so a few days later when I came home from school, she told me she had something to show me. She sat on the edge of the sofa, lifted her skirt and opened her legs to show me, in addition to the usual stockings and suspenders, her splayed panty crotch complete with two insertion points stuffed in her pussy and her anus.

Wow! I was on her like a shot, two fingers in the pussy tube, one up her bum. She was wet as hell, obviously she'd been wearing them a while anticipating my return. The sounds and sensations on my fingers were fabulous as she squelched and dripped around the fabric. She was immediately in the throes of ecstasy as I frigged away mercilessly. She was begging for more and harder. So then I put my four fingers deep in her twat and my thumb up her arse as she tossed and thrashed around. After she'd finished cumming I pulled the panties off her, spread them across my face, sucked the gusset part that had been in her puss and then cocked her in the anus as far as I could go. “Oh, when you get set up with your photo stuff, we need pictures of that!” she cried. Yes indeed!

It took a while, with help from Dad, to get the downstairs toilet capable of being converted into a darkroom. I used to smile to myself about how he'd react if he knew how I was going to use it! The work mainly involved a removable seal around the door and a seal-able blackout blind over the small window. We managed to fit in a small table and a wall rack to hang wet prints while they dried. And most important? A good lock on the door! – I also got him to fit one on the outside of the door so I could keep his prying eyes out of it while my dirty pics dried off – I told him it was an extra safeguard, sort of belt and braces; someone could inadvertently open the door at the wrong time for the prints.... He accepted the argument. Phew!

Dad was away the coming weekend, giving me lots of time to get used to the processes, and for Mum and me to have some fun for the camera. And oh my did we have fun? Yes we did!

We used my bedroom for the first shots. We brought extra lights in from the lounge and my parents bedroom. My room isn't overlooked so I could open the curtains fully for good natural light. I knew my bed would come in useful, plus a nice armchair. I arranged lots of cushions and brought in a nice wide bowl, you'll never guess what for! (yes, I know, you're ahead of me aren't you?)

Mum said she had some underwear surprises for me, she'd been looking forward to this too. She got prepared for the shoot in her bedroom, while I made sure the camera was set up and the light was focused where I wanted it. Mum came in, she looked amazing in a new set of matching black underwear. Fully fashioned seamed stockings, a deep suspender belt, black nylon panties over these and a really nice black half-cup bra! I resisted the temptation to bury my face in her crotch, just told her how wonderful she looked and asked her to get into a nice pose.

“Like this, Alan?” she asked as she sat on the edge of the chair, spread her legs over its arms and stared wantonly at the camera, panty-gusset to the fore.

“Oh yes Mum, that will do VERY nicely!” I took the first picture, but just had to make some contact with those panties, so I knelt in front of her and finally allowed my face to rub against her hot, damp, panty-covered crotch. She got wetter as I licked and let my nose plough along the line of her pussy. In response she opened even further and moved right to the very edge of the chair seat, her knees more tightly against her chest so that my nose could intrude over her anus. I moved away to take another picture and Mum put fingers each side of the gusset and inside her puss, but obscured from the camera's view. A very sexy shot, I just hoped it would come out. Then I stood the camera on the table and moved it into position so I could use the timer (“must get a tripod” I thought to myself).

And so began a series of shots where I opened her up, put my hand down her panties, stuffed them up inside her, each hole getting a turn, then the panties had to come off and I had lots of her on her knees, bottom to the camera, with me pulling her cheeks open, my fingers up her and, of course, me having her in each hole, or with fingers in one hole while my cock was in the other. Then we utilised the bowl. First I took a series of her peeing from behind, then, after some more penetration shots and Mum having a nice long cold drink, she was able to pee again, this time squatting over the bowl; her puss really opened up extremely wide in that position... I was really looking forward to the results and hoped I'd got the exposure correct. Mum was certainly exposed correctly to me! I next took shots of her taking my cock down her throat and her sitting over my face, her pussy lips just in tongue reach and her anus fully open and dilated. She'd had another drink in the mean time, and after some shots of my cock between her boobs and me licking and sucking her nipples, she was ready for a final pee shot. This needed the timer delay as I got her to pee while I held her lips apart, that was going to make a very nice picture. Finally Mum held the camera at arms length as I wanked off over her tummy. I was satisfied but Mum hadn't cum yet, so I frigged her hard and fast and she squirted as I brought her off. Fabulous.

It was after our first photoshoot that Mum and I embarked on what was at the time, our most outrageous exploit to date. The friend at school who told me all about film processing and so on, Raymond, had asked me how I was getting on. I told him I was learning as I went along but was having good results. To my shock, Ray told me that he and his family were shortly moving to another part of the country, he was leaving the school, and I would no longer have his helpful advice! I liked Ray, and I was disappointed that he was going, but as I was telling him about technical aspects and not going into any detail about subject matter (!) I started forming an idea. A bit later I turned the subject onto matters sexual, never far from the minds of teenage boys, and innocently asked if he'd ever seen his mother unclothed. I got a long response about how he'd become aware of his mother as a sexual being when he'd reached puberty, and how this seemed to coincide with her being coy about being seen in any state of undress. He told me that he imagined seeing her in her underwear and how frustrated he got when he found her bras and panties discarded in the bathroom – I listened with interest and stored his thoughts away for later to develop a little plan...

And so, a short time later I asked Ray round one afternoon after school, an evening when my Father was away on business, to join me and Mum for tea, and to demonstrate my home-made darkroom to him. I had told Mum about how Ray had helped me, and the news that he was leaving and that I wouldn't be seeing him again and she had agreed to my little plan. Mum was looking her most demure when we got home from school, and Ray and I were soon locked in the cloakroom/darkroom, where I had set up the enlarger to print off some photos. I had chosen what I wanted to print carefully. I didn't choose any of the extremely explicit shots of Mum's open pussy, or me buried up to the hilt in her anus; no, that would have been too much of a shock for him. I chose a film reel that Mum and I had made especially for this evening, in fact we'd shot it a couple of days earlier and I had processed the film but not printed it. They were a selection of initially clothed poses, gradually becoming more erotic and finally resulting in shots where she had removed her blouse and sat proudly displaying her bra-encased bust.

As matter-of-factly as I could, I began to go through the proess of printing off the shots, and Ray was becoming more and more intrigued. “Blimey, Alan, your Mum's a good sport posing for you – she's a great model.” Then later: “Wow, Alan, your Mum is pulling some pretty sexy poses in that one – look how she's pushing her chest out!” And even later: “Shit, Alan, she's undoing her blouse, how did you get her to do that? God she's sexy!” Finally: “Fucking hell, mate, she's posing in just her bra! You lucky sod! Are you sure you took these?”

“Yes, Ray, I took them, good aren't they? I thought you'd like them, after you told me about your Mum never letting you see anything. Mum has enjoyed posing for me, she likes displaying her body. Anyway, let's just hang these up to dry and we'll finish up now.”

“I'm not sure I'm going to be able to see your Mum, Alan, now I've seen these. I'll be too embarrassed to talk! Does she know you'd be showing them to me?”

“Oh yes, she knows. Don't worry, you'll be OK. As long as you tell her you liked them if she asks!” And I ushered him out.

To his shock and surprise (but not mine), Mum was waiting outside. No longer demure, she was dressed to please: a very low-cut blouse, massive cleavage from a push-up underwired bra, an extremely tiny mini-skirt that failed to go far enough down her legs to hide the tops of her seamed black stockings, and finally a pair of black patent high heels. “Hi boys, did Ray like the photos?”

“Oh, y-yes Mrs Jones, they are really good. You do some very good poses. Thank you for letting me see them!”

“Oh, happy to, Ray. Alan says your Mum never lets you see her in her underwear, that seems such a shame. I know how young boys appreciate such things. I think that not showing what is natural must be very frustrating, it can't be good for you in the long term!”

“N-no, Mrs Jones, it is frustrating, I have dreams and, well, naughty thoughts. I can't help it!”

Mum reached out and took his hand, “well, let's see how I can help, shall we?” and she led him into our lounge and sat him down on my Father's preferred armchair. Then she stood in front of him while I watched them both from behind his chair.

“Do you like my stockings, Ray, does your Mum wear ones like these? Does she let you see her adjusting them, like this..” and with that she lifted the hem of her little skirt and exposed the suspender attached to one of her stockings and her white flesh visible above the darker stocking-top. Ray was red faced and managed to shake his head as he feasted on the vision before him. “Ha ha, I guessed she wouldn't!” she smiled, then ran her hand along her leg, rubbing seductively while looking directly at Ray.

“Your Mum probably doesn't do this either, I expect,” and she turned her back to him and bent forward from the waist, her dress rode up and her black panty-covered bottom came into view, along with the suspenders and her white upper thighs, “which is a shame, 'cos its a lovely view isn't it?”

“Oh gosh, yes Mrs Jones, its a fabulous view!” I noticed he had to adjust himself in his grey school trousers.

Then Mum stood upright and faced us both again, then, saying “I'm finding it a bit warm in here, do you mind if I take this blouse off?” Ray nodded furiously, it was OK with him! Mum slowly unbuttoned the blouse and it fell open, the cleavage and the under-wired brassiere, black and lacy, peeped out. The cups were full of my Mum's flesh, and Ray began to breathe hard as the blouse was removed and discarded. “Oh that's better,” Mum sighed. “Cooler. Its one of my favourite bras, this one, you see how its almost see-through? That's because of the lace, it holds my breasts up well doesn't it? I like how it lifts them up and gives me this nice cleavage, you see?” and she began to cup herself and then ran a finger or two between her globes. “When I bend forward it gives a great view, Alan really likes it!”

This she demonstrated by coming close to Ray and stooping down in front of him so that her bra and breasts were inches from his face. “Its not fully see-through though, you can't see my nipples through it. But it's very low cut, so the areolae are only just covered. Do you know what areolae are? They're the dark brown part around my nipples. Alan likes it when I pull the front of the bra down a bit, and lift my boobs up a bit, so that the areolae peep over the top. Rude isn't he, but it does look sexy, he says he wants me to go out with him one day, with my blouse open and my bra low enough so they can be seen! I don't know if I have the nerve... Would you like to see what I mean, Ray?”

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(A slight digression here, while I remember. Mum was right in what she said to Ray, this was a sight I really liked. It first occurred accidentally when Mum didn't get her bra on quite right one day after one of our after-school sessions, so part of a nipple was showing over the edge of her bra. It became another fetish of mine, along with panties generally. Anyway, a few days after our fun with Ray, Mum bought a special bra while she was in London shopping, she found a sexy lingerie shop, not like we have round our way, and bought some outfits, including a black bra that only came up a short way, leaving her nipples completely uncovered, but lifting her boobs beautifully, and a white one that came about half-way up them, leaving just the top of her areolae exposed. Yum!

Anyway, one summer evening after school, Mum and I went into town and walked around the park. She had a lightweight jacket on over a low-cut sheer white blouse, which she had left unbuttoned quite a long way down, and under it she had the half-cup white bra, nipples partially visible. She was wearing a shortish mini, quite a bit above the knees, no stockings or tights as it was a warm day. There were people picnicking in the park, usually on rugs they had brought with them, some just lounging on the grass. Mum and I sat down on a bench and Mum removed her jacket and we chatted together, nonchalantly. I was mesmerised by her breasts, the tops very exposed, the cleavage clear and the dark areolae tempting anyone who spotted them. And they were soon spotted! A guy came walking past and I saw him glance our way, then a double-take as he realised what was on display. He went on for a few paces before making a show of stopping and looking around, all innocently. Then he retraced his steps and chose a spot on the grass a few paces away from us. He produced a newspaper from under his arm and pretended to start reading it, but he was certainly looking directly at Mum's chest. Who could blame him?

We continued chatting and we smiled at each other and nodded as we did so; she knew she was being closely observed. Mum made it even easier for him to see by leaning forwards slightly, in his direction, while ignoring him completely. Then she fiddled a bit with her blouse, making sure it opened further, the bra almost completely visible. As she continued to play we realised about four more men had stationed themselves in our vicinity. Occasionally a woman or a family group would walk past, they'd look over at us, probably intrigued by the concentration of people around us. We got some filthy looks from the women! A young schoolboy sitting there with an older woman showing most of her brassiere and a lot of flesh, including nipple peeks! Shameful! Wonderful actually!

We were in danger of causing too much attention though, at least Mum was, so we agreed it was time to go. But as a final treat, Mum pulled up her skirt, making out she was scratching her leg, and opened her knees wide. I knew she was wearing nice shiny white panties, and now all the guys around us knew too. She stood up to go, lifted up the back of her skirt for a final flash, and we left the park, giggling together at what she'd done. She told me she had loved it, and had made her very wet at the effect she had had on the men. Her panties that night were lovely and damp and aromatic for me to inhale as I went to bed, but not before I'd fucked her hard as soon as we got home... We had further flashing exploits later, and still do, I'll maybe tell you about them sometime!)

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Anyway, back to our fun time with Ray.

Ray swallowed, “Oh yes please Mrs Jones, yes I'd really love to see what that's like!” I thought he might.

“Well, here goes, I'll just put my hand down into each cup and lift a breast up a little, see, now you can see the edge of the nipple, just showing over the top of the bra, just the outer brown area, not the full nipple. Its sexy isn't it? Women wearing low cut tops and dresses always have to check that they're not TOO low cut, its not acceptable to look like this, so its avoided; but Alan and I think its a great look. Doesn't show everything but shows enough to be intriguing...”

At this point I have to admit that her teasing Ray in this way was turning me on big-time. I couldn't resist going up to her and gently touching the tops of her breasts, just tickling the little parts of areolae that were on display with my fingers. “Sorry Mum, just had to have a little play, can't resist them!” I said. As I fiddled, her nipples hardened and pushed against the fabric of the bra: “Do you see that Ray, she likes it too!”

“Oh God, Alan, you are a lucky boy!” he said, “I'm so glad you invited me over, this is wonderful! Thank you Mrs Jones!”

“Well I'm sure I can show you a bit more Ray, since you're here, and your mother has been so unhelpful. It's the least I can do, no trouble for me at all!” said Mum. “Alan has a thing for my knickers, I suppose you'd like to see them too, is that right?”

“Oh gosh yes, Mrs Jones. Anything at all, you are wonderful!”

“Well I think I'd better get this skirt off first, then you can get a good look at them, and my stockings and suspender belt.” She turned her back to him as I stood alongside. “Unzip me please Ray.” And with fumbling hands, Ray complied. The skirt fell away, leaving Mum standing in front of him with her nipples almost out of her bra, her legs straight in her patent heels, her seamed stockings and suspenders immaculate and her shiny black panties radiating heat. I was erect and it looked like Ray was bursting at his trouser front.

“Such a shame you Mum doesn't offer you any naughty entertainment Ray, Alan and I have a lot of fun. Alan just adores my panties, don't you Alan? Come and show him...”

So I went over to her and stood behind her, I looked over her shoulder at my friend, sitting there looking entranced, as I put my hands on her hips and then moved them to encircle her waist. Mum shifted her weight from leg to leg, sensuously moving her hips as I moved my hands up until they were just below her bra. Then I cupped them and eased the fronts down so that her breasts were fully displayed for Ray, nipples erect. Ray licked his lips and reddened as I played with my Mother's ripe tits. I gently squeezed her little brown buds and lifted and caressed her boobs. I came round to the front and sucked at each nipple in turn. Ray was rubbing the front of his trousers.

“Its the panties I love best, Ray,” I said. “Mum, turn around and let me fondle them at the back.”

She turned and I placed a hand on her nylon-covered behind. “Ooh lovely!” she sighed as I run my hand down over the panties tracing the line of her bum-crack.

“Spread your legs a bit Mum, I want to rub your crotch, I want to feel your panty-gusset. That's great, bend your knees a bit, wonderful, nice and wide for my hand to get access. Oh, you're damp aren't you?”

She smiled over her shoulder at Ray. “Yes, you know, I always get wet when he does that! Are you enjoying this Ray?”

“Wow, not half Mrs Jones! I just can't believe this is happening!”

“Bend forward and touch your toes, Mum” I commanded, and, as she did so, she spread her legs a bit further so her complete panty-crotch was nicely available for Ray to examine. I ran a finger along it. “This is where her pussy is, look I can push in a little, so it goes up her a little. Here's her bumhole, look at how I can push the panties up there a little bit too! Oh, this is what I really love, Ray, the feel of Mum's pussy and anus through the damp shiny panties, its fabulous. Oh, just have to give it a good rub for a while. Enjoying that Mum?”

“Oh god yes, Alan, you know I do, I'm just gushing with juice, can you feel it? Actually Ray, can you see how wet my knickers are getting? Your Mum really is missing out if she doesn't get anyone doing this to her!”

“Yes, Mrs Jones,” said Ray, moving close to get a really good look as I rubbed my mother's panty gusset into her crotch, “they really are wet, you must be really dripping. Its amazing..”

“Let's show him from a different angle, Mum, sit on that chair and lean back. That's it, legs up, knees back, nice an splayed. Look at that, Ray, Mum's panty gusset right on the edge of the chair, all stretched over her pussy and bum-hole, damp and sticky with her juices, squelching as I rub it. Mum, keep them nice and open while I slip a finger past the gusset. Wow, you are sopping! I think Ray needs to see this, time to get those panties off!”

I got Mum to close her legs and then pulled down her panties. I was between her and Ray, and was determined to give him a nice treat as I revealed Mum's private and sacred parts to him. I lifted them away from her, after negotiating the tricky part of getting them past her shoes, and held them in one hand as I instructed Mum to get wide open again. Ray was trying to look past me but I kept in his way until Mum was fully open and in the most disgusting and wanton pose he could imagine, bum-hole and wide open pussy to the fore, legs wide, wide, wide open, up and apart, then I stood aside for Ray to take it all in.

“Oh, fuck! Oh Mrs Jones, that's beautifu... oh no, I've cum off in my pants!” It was true, he was jerking involuntarily and a wet patch now appeared on his school trousers. But he couldn't tear his eyes away from the magnificent sight in front of him.

“Never mind Ray, I don't blame you, I nearly cum every time I see Mum's open holes. Just look at this...” and with that I reached across to my Mother's sordid display and pulled her outer lips apart and put a finger into her pussy from each side, opening her up even more fully, as Ray sank down on his knees and peered into her love tube. He was still shaking and sweating with excitement, as I inserted a finger right up her rectum and then put two more in her pussy, slowly frigging both holes. “I bet you're hard again aren't you Ray, I bet you could cum again seeing that!”

“Oh fuck, yes I could! Oh my God! Oh Mrs Jones I can't believe you let him do these things, you are so wonderful.”

“No, I don't think I'm like most Mums, although I am really a step-mother, but in any case I love the effect it has on Alan, and I'm enjoying seeing your pleasure too. Why don't you get your cock out, you must be dying to wank it. I don't mind... Alan, give him my wet panties so he can inhale me!”

I passed them to Ray, who held them to his face and breathed in their aroma, while he unzipped his trousers deftly with one hand and pulled them and his underpants down, sporting a red erect cock that he began to strop.

“You can cum over me if you like, Ray!” said Mum, “Why don't you both have a go?”

I didn't really need to be told, but I hadn't wanted to get wanking until Ray had had a chance, it didn't seem fair. So I got my cock out too and began a slow strop myself.

“You can put your fingers up me if you like, Ray!”

He was clearly about to cum anyway, but Mum's invitation hastened the end. Ray dropped the panties and put fingers deep into both Mum's holes, both of them to the hilt, while simultaneously splashing vast gobbets of cum all over her chest. It was too much for me and I fed my cock into Mum's throat and she swallowed my ejaculate greedily. For his part, Ray just knelt there with his fingers still up my Mum. He stared down at her business end with wonder and joy and kept up his fingering, as if this was something he never wanted to end. Who could blame him?

“Why don't you enjoy looking up me, Ray?” said Mum, “and maybe Alan can bring me off, I haven't had my full pleasure yet you know!”

Ray reluctantly took his fingers out of her but still focused on her glistening crotch as Mum brought her legs back fully. I picked up her discarded panties, held them to my nose and then began to insert them into her puss. Ray looked at me questioningly “Is that OK? Mrs Jones, do you like that?”

“Oh yes, Ray, I love the feel of nylon knickers in me, I usually have a pair inside me during the day, so Alan can have them with him at night, so he can lick and sniff them when I can't be with him!”

I continued to hold her lips apart as I pushed them up Mum's twat. Then, when they were fully inside, I put a finger knuckle deep in her small hole while I attended to her clitoris. I made sure Ray got a good look as I licked and then rubbed her, while Mum relaxed back a little, but with legs fully akimbo. Her breathing deepened and a short while later she began thrashing her orgasm. Then, to Ray's and my delight, she started involuntarily pissing. I made sure most of it went on me, easier to clean up than on the carpet. Ray was dumbfounded, lost for words. He was just luxuriating in it all.

“Oh Fuck, thanks Alan, that was good one. Made better knowing Ray was watching I think!” Said Mum.

Finally Ray composed himself, “I can't believe what has happened today!” he said, “this has been wonderful. And Mrs Jones, seeing your body, your lovely underwear, your private parts and being able to put my fingers inside you... I'll never forget it! Never in all my life!”

“Well now Ray, I know that you are leaving the school and the area,” said Mum, “that's why Alan wanted to bring you round, that and knowing you never had seen your Mum naked or in her underwear, we wanted to give you a treat. But since we've had such a good time, and you've been a good boy, and because we won't be seeing you again, I think I can do a bit more for you. Tell me, if you could do anything with or to me, what would it be?”

Ray look astonished. He gulped, went bright crimson and said: “Oh Mrs Jones. I..I.. oh gosh! I'd love to strip all my clothes off and cuddle you, I want to feel your boobs, and lick and suck your lovely nipples. And... and I.. I want to lick all of you down there – your pussy, and your bottom, I want to look up inside you some more, to hold you open and put my fingers up you, both your holes, and I want to put my cock up both holes and cum inside you. Then, then.. oh I can't believe I'm saying this, then I'd like to pee up inside you, pee in your pussy as you hold it open for me... Oh God, is that too much? I'm sorry, I can't believe that all came out, I can't believe I actually said it!”

Mum and I just stared at him. We were both a bit shocked and surprised at his fantasies coming out like that. I wondered what Mum would say. She stared at Ray, then looked at me before she spoke.

“OK Ray, let's do it. Alan, get the camera and adjust the lights, while Ray gets his clothes off!”

And that was the beginning of what was, then, the most debauched thing that Mum and I had done. I set up the camera and made sure Mum was in focus and well illuminated, while Ray stripped off. Actually Mum did most of that; she helped him off with his shirt, undid his trousers, pulled them down off him, socks next then his messy underpants, still wet with his cum on the front. His erection was hard and she had to manoeuvre his pants over it and as she pulled them down, she gave his cock a lick along the shaft and, if he hadn't cum twice already, he would have shot off then I realised.

Mum took him in her arms and he held her as they both hugged and cuddled. He caressed her bottom, and her boobs and she fondled his cock as I took some shots. Then Mum got down on the carpet and opened her legs as Ray knelt over her and licked her body: her armpits, her throat, her tummy button and, of course her breasts and nipples, before finally she opened wide and his head was down at her crotch and he straddled and lay atop her, his legs wide open and her head between them, but his cock hard against her cleavage.

He was away. He was pulling her apart and licking and sucking; drinking her pussy. He pulled her knees up to get better access and Mum pushed her head forward and splayed his legs more, so she began to lick his inner thighs in turn. Ray responded by putting his arms fully round her thighs and pulling her holes up off the floor and right into his mouth. I knew where he was going to probe next with his tongue! But Mum was in tune with him, and she raised him up so there was space between his crotch and her chest, she pulled him a bit closer and then, to my amazement, she started to lick his anal ring-piece, just as he did the same to her!

I was on the brink of cumming again myself, watching this sight unfurl before me, but I kept up the camera work. Ray was sweating and clearly in the throes of advanced sexual intoxication. Would he be able to last any longer? Yes. And he remembered what else he wanted to do! He climbed off Mum, re-positioned himself in a classic missionary position between Mum's thighs as she smiled at him and held her pussy lips open, then.. he was up her to the hilt. He pounded away like there was no tomorrow and Mum was flushed and panting. Then, out of her pussy he came, lifted her legs up so her knees were almost fully against her chest, pulled her lips apart and frigged her with three fingers, getting them fully covered in her juices and sweat. Then he smeared them onto her ring-piece, put two fingers up there and reamed her awhile, getting her ready for penetration. Finally he was ready and I watched fascinated as my friends cock drove fully down into my Mother's colon! I caught it on camera but my hands were shaking so I hoped it was a clear shot. He pumped away.

This must be his climax I thought, but then Mum cried out: “Alan, do me in my pussy while Ray is buggering me!” Fuck! I almost came at the very thought, this was SO dirty. Ray stopped and looked at me quizzically, a questioning look on his face. I nodded at him agreeing we should do her together. How to arrange it though? Mum took charge. “Get on your back, Alan, I'll get on top of you and then Ray can go up my bottom from behind!” We didn't need telling twice. I lay on my back, Mum knelt down across me and my cock slipped easily up into her vagina, then she leant forward with her face close to mine and her bottom open and ready for Ray. He knelt behind her and I could feel him spreading her juices back into her bum-hole. “Put some saliva in there Ray if you don't think its wet enough” she advised, and Ray slurped spit onto her fingers before I could feel a couple of digits going up Mum's anus through the diving wall between her holes. Then, when he was satisfied she and he were ready, his cock went back up her arse, and I could feel him as he shafted her. I did so too, trying to thrust in unison. Mum was beginning to lose it, she was thrashing around and shouting in ecstasy as she had her first ever double-penetration. (Plot spoiler alert – it wasn't the last one she and I participated in!)

As she exploded with orgasm, Ray and I did too, coming up her together for a shattering and memorable conclusion. Especially for Ray – what an initiation it had been for him!

We climbed off each other and stood up. “I think there was one other thing you wanted wasn't there Ray?” asked Mum, smiling directly at him. “Alan, get a couple of the nice big bath towels from the airing cupboard will you?”

“Ah ha!” I thought to myself, “I know what these are for!” Following Mum's instructions I put both of the towels down on the floor. Mum sat on them, leant back, opened her legs and lifted he knees, pulled her pussy lips apart and told Ray to pee inside. I got the camera ready again as Ray got into position and, with his cock looking like it was in danger of getting too erect any second, he began to pee, and he went on for quite a while, aiming it right inside Mum's open vagina. Finally, still peeing, he managed to get his stiffening cock inside her, flooding her out. He managed a few thrusts and the sucking wet sounds were fantastic! Finally he was finished and he came out of her. He and I and the camera took in the sight of Mum splayed open, pee dripping from her pussy, running over her anus onto the towels. She had a lusty, satisfied look on her face. So, to be fair, did Ray!

And so the session came to an end, Mum went out of the room and Ray and I got dressed and did our best to clear up and put away the lights and the camera. This took a few minutes before Mum returned.

“Well Ray, you can have a little souvenir,” she replied, putting her fingers up inside herself. “Here, you can have these knickers, they haven't been up me for long now, but they were the ones I've had up me earlier today, ready for this little session, so they should smell nice. They are a bit damp, so enjoy them and remember today when you inhale!” And she pulled them out of her pussy, then rubbed them all along her wet open crotch, finally pushing them into her anus for a while, before she sniffed them and handed them to a grateful Ray.

A few days later it was the end of term and Ray and his family moved away. We corresponded in coded letter from then on, he was so grateful to me and Mum and he never forgot our session. Years later we made contact again and Mum was still happy to see him...

THE END