Bens Girl Harem by Auumaan chapter 25 conclusion
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While his mother was on the phone, Ben got into his pyjama bottom and waited. Soon his mother came in, still naked except for the fish-net arm sleeves and fish-net stockings.
"That was your father. He's coming tomorrow. He said that his boss had invited your father and me to dinner at a restaurant tomorrow night. That means you and Jim will be able to study together without our presence."
Ben was happy. That meant Jim wouldn't ogle his mother too much and she wouldn't have time to get close to his friend.
"But since your friend is coming, I wonder whether I should stay at home and ask your father to take his boss to dinner without me."
Ben was worried for a moment. "I think you should go with dad, mom. Dad will be disappointed otherwise."
"I know. But I'm not very keen because of Bill, his boss."
"Why, mom?
"He has been giving me the eyes for some time."
Ben felt jealous and angry. "Well, in that case you shouldn't go, mom."
"But, as you say your father will be disappointed. I'll decide tomorrow."
"I hope you make the right decision, mom."
"We'll see." Then she looked at her son and asked smiling, "Are you ready to sleep?"
"No."
"Then why are you in your pyjama bottom?"
Ben just smiled.
"Do you want mommy to suck you again?"
"Will it be tiring for you, mom?"
"No, son. I can suck your cock the whole night if you want me to."
"But do you like to, mom?"
"Yes, Ben. I like to suck cocks but the only cock I have sucked before has been your father's. So, I want to suck your cock as much as possible. I like your cock, Ben. It's young and big and withstands long sucking."
"Do you want me to tongue you also, mom?"
"Of course, Ben. I like to be tongue fucked. And you have a good tongue. Fuck mommy... with your tongue... please."
So, mother and son spent the rest of the night tongue fucking and sucking cock, climaxing again and again until near exhaustion drove them to sleep.
Next morning Rachel made breakfast for Ben. Before he left for school, she hugged and kissed him on the mouth for several seconds. Then, just as he was leaving the house, she told him, "Please remember to tell Jim to come over this evening."
Ben was jealous that his mother was thinking frequently about his best friend Jim.But he had to control his felings.
"I'll remember, mom." He went off to school.
Rachel had her breakfast, cooked meals for the day, bathed and went to bed to lie down. She felt very happy. Suddenly so many things were happening so quickly. She had masturbated Jock, and he was not only the husband of her best friend Peggy but also her husband's best friend. She had had oral sex with her young 15 year-old son several times. There was now a further possibility. The son of her best friend Peggy and the best friend of her son would be coming to the house to study. Hope she could enjoy him also. The thought aroused her.
The phone rang. It was Jock on the phone.
"I'll miss seeing you tonight, Rachel."
"I'll miss you too. But you can't come this evening, Jock. My husband will be here and your son is coming to study with Ben. Come on Sunday evening, Jock."
"It's a long wait, Rachel."
"I know but please be patient. Meanwhile let Peggy take care of you. You must be nice to your wife you know?
"Yes, but when I'm with her in bed I imagine that I'm with you."
"You naughty man! How can you have such dirty thoughts of me!" She laughed softly into the phone.
"I'm sorry, Rachel."
"All right, you dirty man. Come on Sunday evening." Then she put the phone down.
Immediately the phone rang again. It was Brandon, her husband.
"Go and get a nice dress for tonight's dinner, Rachel."
"I'm not sure what you would like me to wear."
"Get something that's sexy. There is a vacant branch manager's post in London. I want to apply for it as it carries a fat salary. Bill will be doing the selection. So, we want to impress our boss, don't we?"
Rachel wondered what connection was there between making an impression and a sexy dress. You must be a good manager to make an impression. You need a sexy dress to seduce. What was her husband implying? She just giggled.
"What did you say, dear?"
"I didn't say anything."
"Then can you get a sexy dress?"
"I'm not sure what dress will be sexy. Why don't you get one for me while you are still in London? You know my measurements."
"All right darling. See you this evening." They put down their phones.
Rachel had a good sleep. She needed the rest because she wanted to be fresh that evening. Later her son came home from school and hugged and kissed her on the mouth. "I love you, mom."
"I love you also, Ben. By the way, have you asked Jim to come?"
"Yes. Do you like him, mom?"
"He is your best friend. He's my best friend Peggy's son and he is Jock's son. I must like him, Ben. Don't you think so?'
"I mean, do you like him as a boy?"
"Yes, Ben. He's a good boy like you. He is a rugby player like you. He is a hunk like you. He's young like you. Yes, Ben. To be honest with you I like him."
"Mom, how can you? I thought you'll love me and nobody else."
"Be reasonable, Ben. Of course I love you and like you. But it is also natural for me to love and like handsome, well-built young boys like you. Nothing wrong in that, son."
"Mom, do you mean you'll love Jim like the way you have loved me?'
"Now, let's not go too far. In the first place Jim might not like me."
"But I know he likes you, mom. He says you are very beautiful. That can only mean he likes you."
"That's nice of him to say that. Well, if he likes me, I should also like him, don't you think so? All of us can be very good friends. But I will always like you the most, Ben. You are my son and our relationship will be extra special."
"Really mom?"
"Yes, Ben. You will always be mommy's special boy. And I want to be your special mother."
"Thank you, mom." Ben hugged and kissed his mother.
"All right. Go to your room, wash up and finish your homework. Your father should be coming soon."
When Brandon came home, he was greeted by Rachel and Ben. He had brought presents for both of them; for her a neckless and a party dress. For him lots of chocolate. After the usual chat, he and Rachel went to their bedroom.
"Must I go with you to dinner with your boss tonight?"
"Yes, darling. Please. As I told you I want that manager's post. And I understand that his recommendation is almost final."
"All right, for your sake?"
"I have bought a nice dress for you to wear to the dinner."
Rachel served her son dinner. "When Jim comes, be nice to him, Ben."
"All right, mom."
Just then the phone rang. Brandon answered the phone. His boss Bill was on the line. Rachel waited until they finished talking.
"I'm afraid Bill is unable to give us the dinner tonight. He has to meet an important business client. He had over looked the appointment until his secretary called him a while ago to remind him."
Rachel said, "Well, that's good. Ben's friend Jim is coming to study with him this evening, and it will be nice for me to be here to welcome him."
"All right, but Bill wants me to join him. He wants me to give him some advice and support. So, I have to go."
Rachel was happy. That meant she could be alone with her son and Jim. "All right, Brandon, you'd better go if you want that manager's job."
As soon as her husband left Rachel had dinner with her son. Then she told him that she wanted to dress up and went to her room. She wanted to put on something that Jim will enjoy looking at.
She wore a small bra under a white short U-neck blouse that ended below her big breasts. The severely cut U-neck allowed a generous exposure of the upper swells of her big breasts, right down to the edge of her aureoles. Her breasts swelled out and thrust outward boldly. In spite of her bra the nipples made points on the blouse. Amazing, how beautiful her breasts looked!
Then she got into a tiny panty. Over that she wore a silky yellow skirt. It was slit all the way over her right thigh. It was short, coming down to her mid-thighs.
She combed her blonde hair to cascade down on the right side of her face, put on light make up and went down.
As she went down the staircase, her son was waiting for her at the foot of the staircase. His eyes roamed all over her body.
When she reached him she asked, "Like mommy's outfit?"
"Yes, mom. You look beautiful."
"That's the idea, Ben. I want to look nice for you and Jim?"
"But mom, why for Jim?"
"You had said that his main reason for coming here is to look at me."
"Yes, but..."
"Do you want me to look ugly?"
"No, of course."
"Surely you want to show your friend that you have a beautiful sexy mother. Am I right?"
"I suppose so, but..."
"But what, Ben?"
"But you show too much, mom"
"What do you mean?"
"Your blouse neck line is so low that a great deal of your breasts is out in the open. And your nipples and aureoles are clearly outlined, mom."
"Is it ugly?
"No mom, not ugly but..."
"Then it's okay, Ben."
"Your skirt is too short and opens out widely, mom. So much of your thighs can be seen. Especially your right thigh, it can be seen right up to your hip."
"Do I look ugly, Ben?'
"Of course, not. It's just that you look too sexy! Too voluptuous!"
"Then it's good, Ben. Remember, your friend is coming to see your mother. Surely you want to show him what a voluptuous and sexy mother you have!"
"But mom..."
"Don't be jealous, Ben. He's your best friend. Like you he is young. Surely he also likes to see what you like to see."
"He should see his own mother, mom."
"I know, but his mother is not like me. He's unlucky not to have a mother like me. So let us be nice to Jim, poor boy."
Just then there was knocking on the door. "Ben, I'm here."
"Jim is here. Go and open the door, Ben."
When Jim walked in Rachel was impressed by the boy. He was in his shirt and shorts. He was another young hunk of a boy like her son. She noticed that he was happy to see her waiting for him with Ben.
"Good evening, aunty"
"Good evening, Jim. Come in." Rachel approached him, put her hands on his shoulders and gave him a welcome kiss on the cheek close to his mouth. In fact she deliberately made sure that the corners of her mouth and the corners of his mouth made contact.
Rachel noticed that his eyes drifted again and again to her bulging blouse and the exposed swells of her upper breasts. His eyes also drifted to her exposed thighs. He must like what he was seeing, she thought.
"Thank you for letting me come... to study with Ben, aunty."
"You are welcome, Jim. I'm happy you like to come here." Then she told her son, "Take Jim to your room and study together. But don't study too long. After a while I'll bring some refreshments."
Ben took Jim to his room.
While Rachel waited downstairs, the phone rang. Her husband was on the line.
"Brandon here, Rachel."
"Yes, anything darling?"
"Bill is here. He wants to talk to you."
Before she could say anything, her husband had handed the phone to Bill. "Hello Rachel."
"Hello Bill."
"I would like to apologize for cancelling tonight's dinner invitation."
"I understand, Bill. Don't worry about it."
"But I feel bad, Rachel. So, I'd like to invite you for dinner next week."
"What did Brandon say?"
"He says it's okay with him if it's okay with you."
Rachel realized that she couldn't refuse the invitation since her husband had already said okay. She assumed that the invitation was for her and her husband. "All right, Bill, I accept your invitation. Thank you." Where do we meet?"
"At my house, Rachel. It will be cozier than a restaurant."
"All right, Bill. Thank you."
Rachel knew why her husband's boss wanted to give dinner at his house. It would be private and he could get close to her and ogle her as much as possible, unlike in a restaurant. With her husband present he couldn't possibly say or do anything naughty, she thought.
Bill was a widower. His wife had died of cancer. Rachel felt sorry for him sometimes. He was in his late 40s, a former rugby player and maintained a good figure. Women had been interested in marrying him but he didn't want marriage. But Bill did play around as he was still virile. He had given Rachel the look over when he thought her husband wasn't looking.
About forty minutes later she took a bowl of ice-cream, a spoon, a box of tissues and entered her son's room.
"Stop work, boys! Time for ice-cream," she said cheerfully.
The boys turned around their chairs from the study table. As they took turns to eat the ice cream, Rachel sat on the edge of the bed facing them. She noticed that her son and Jim kept looking at her thighs. Her left thigh was exposed up to three quarters as the skirt had ridden up. Her right thigh was exposed right up to her hip as the split in the skirt had opened out widely.
"Are you really weak in maths, Jim?"
"Ye... yes, aunty."
Rachel noticed the hesitancy. "You must be honest, Jim. Tell me the truth."
"Well, I'm okay but Ben is better."
Ben said, "In the last exam at school he obtained 80 marks."
"But you obtained 92, Ben," said Jim.
"Both of you are excellent in maths. So, tell me Jim. What's your real reason for coming here."
Suddenly Jim felt frightened. Ben's mother knew that he had lied, he thought. "I'm sorry, aunty. I won't come again. I'll go home now."
"No Jim, I don't want you to go. I want you to come here as we have arranged. But tell me the real reason for coming here."
Jim just dropped his head and looked very uneasy. How could he tell her the truth?
Rachel asked, "Can I ask you something personal?"
Jim nodded.
"Are you here mainly because you like me?" He didn't answer her. But when she asked him again, he nodded.
"Are you here mainly to look at me?"
"I'm sorry, aunty."
"You don't have to apologize, Jim. Just give me an honest answer."
Jim nodded.
"That's better. I like you for being honest."
"You are not angry, aunty?"
"Of course, not. Why should I be? You are not the only one who likes to look at me. Even my son likes to look at me.'
Rachel saw Jim look at Ben shyly.
Rachel continued, "I don't like you to be secretive. If you like me, you must tell me. If you like to look at me, you must tell me. I want you to be frank with me. All right?"
Jim nodded.
"Good. Now tell me. Why do you like to look at me?" When Jim hesitated, Rachel said, "I want you to answer me honestly, Jim. I will like you if you do."
This emboldened Jim. "I like to look at you because... because... you are beautiful, aunty."
"That's nice to hear, but tell me. Which part of me is beautiful?" Again Jim hesitated and again Rachel urged him to answer honestly. "I won't like you if you are not truthful."
"You are beautiful all over, aunty. Everything about you is beautiful."
"All right, let's start with my face. Is my face beautiful?"
This time Jim answered without hesitation. "Yes, you have a beautiful face, Aunty. You have luxurious hair, you have sparkling eyes, you have healthy rosy cheeks, and a lovely mouth. Your lips are full, moist and nice, aunty."
"Thank you, Jim. That is quite a compliment! Do you really like my mouth and lips?"
"Yes, aunty."
"Do you think they are good for kissing?"
He nodded smiling.
"Do you like to kiss me? On the mouth?"
"Oh, I mustn't, aunty."
"You mustn't or you don't like to?"
"I didn't say I don't like to, aunty, but I thought only your husband can kiss you on the mouth."
"Who said so? Ben kisses me on the mouth."
A surprised Jim looked at Ben, as if to ask, "Really?"
"Yes, let me show you," said Rachel, turning to her son. "Ben, come and kiss me. Show your friend that you do kiss me on the mouth."
Rachel got up and met her son in the middle of the bedroom. "Jim, come near to us and see how we kiss."
Rachel made sure that Jim stood close to her. "Have you kissed any girl?"
"No, aunty."
"Then observe carefully how Ben kisses me."
Rachel and her son now kissed with open mouths. They sucked at each other. Their tongues licked and entered each other's mouth. They sucked their tongues, and softly moaned. Unknown to them Jim was getting excited. They kissed wetly and hotly for a full minute before separating.
"Did you observe how Ben kissed me?"
Jim nodded shyly.
"All right, show me."
Rachel put her arms around his young hard body and embraced him. "Kiss me, Jim. Kiss me the way my son kissed me."
Rached locked her mouth to Jim's and started to kiss with open wet mouth. Jim's response was mild.
Rachel encouraged him, "Kiss back, Jim. Otherwise I won't like you."
Jim wanted Rachel to like him. So, he kissed back as passionately as he could. He embraced her tightly and kissed her hotly. They kissed eagerly, sucking, licking and exchanging tongues in their mouths. When she sucked his tongue several times, Jim responded by sucking her tongue as eagerly as she had sucked his.
Rachel was aroused and happy, happy that she had found another young 15 year-old boy to play with for pleasure. For a full minute she kissed with Jim. When they stopped, Jim said thank you and turned away shyly but Rachel held his hand and pulled him back.
"Kiss me again, Jim. I want you to practice kissing me once more."
Rachel embraced her son's best friend again. One hand caressed his body and the other caressed the back of his head as their mouths locked in another hot kiss. Rachel was aroused and from the way Jim kissed her she knew that he too must be aroused. That was what she had wanted; to arouse the boy and to be aroused by him. This time she prolonged the thrilling kiss to two minutes.
When the kiss ended, Rachel caressed Jim's face and said smiling, "Thank you, Jim. You learn fast."
"Thank you, aunty."
"You haven't finished telling me why you like to look at me," she smiled.
When Jim looked quizzically, Rachel explained, "You have told me about my face but what about the rest of my body? Do you like to look at my chest?"
Jim nodded.
"Why, Jim? Tell me."
Jim hesitated. "Remember, if you don't tell me truthfully then I won't like you."
The threat worked. Jim said, "You have a big beautiful chest, aunty."
"How do you know, Jim? I'm wearing bra and blouse and you can't see my breast."
"I can tell, aunty. The blouse is low and I can see plenty. They look big, round and firm."
"Do you like them?"
Jim nodded.
"Do you like to do more than look? Do you like to touch them?"
"Oh no... I don't know, aunty."
"Do you like to touch my breast? Tell me truthfully. Otherwise I won't like you."
Jim nodded shyly.
Smiling Rachel invited him, "Then touch me, Jim."
"I don't know how, aunty. I have never touched anybody."
"All right, Ben will show you how." Then she turned to her son, "Ben, come and fondle my tits."
Her son cupped and caressed her big beautiful boobs, rubbed his hands all over, and gently squeezed them. As he did that, Rachel removed his shirt, making him bare above the waist. Her hands caressed his broad young chest. She knew her son liked the sensation she was giving him.
Then she told him, "Hug mommy from behind, Ben, and fondle my breasts. Show Jim how its done."
Her son quickly embraced her from behind and cupped her big boobs.
"Come near, Jim, and see how my son fondles my boobs."
Rachel encouraged her son, "Caress them and squeeze them, Ben. Show your friend how to fondle my boobs."
Eagerly her son caressed and fondled her boobs through the blouse and bra.
"The bra is in the way, Ben. Let me remove it." Deftly Rachel removed her bra.
Her big braless boobs pushed against the blouse, the upper swells bare now bulging out of the blouse. The lower portion of her boobs and the nipples were visible through the thin fabric. She looked at Jim and he was looking avidly at her chest. Obviously he could see through the blouse.
"All right, Ben, fondle mommy's boobs now... for your friend to see."
Again her son hugged her from behind, cupped her boobs and caressed them. Rachel was sexually aroused. She looked at Jim and said, "See how nicely my son is fondling my boobs, Jim. Observe carefully so that you can do the same to me afterwards."
Then she turned her head to her son. "Kiss me while you fondle me, son."
Mother and son kissed hotly while Ben fondled her big boobs. Her son caressed, squeezed and tweaked the visible nipples. Jim was stimulated by merely watching. His cock was hard inside his brief.
Jim watched themwith his arousal increasing. Rachel caress the back of her son's head with her left hand. Then her right hand went behind and unzipped the shorts and pushed it down to his feet. "Step out of your shorts, son." Ben was standing in his brief now.
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