And Mom Makes Three Page 3

  “Um…” hearing my mother say fucking while standing there with her incredible body on full display was more than a little distracting. “I…”

  “Um, I!” Mom mocked, “Are you a little kid, Sean?”

  “No.” I sighed, “I was with Erin so I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “Really? Did she change her name recently because all I heard was “Oh mom suck my cock and oh mom I love fucking you!”

  I started to try to respond, but couldn’t come up with anything. Oh, man this was bad.

  “And you were going right along with it.” Mom was now pointing at Erin again, “You like mommy sucking and fucking you? Mommy likes your big dick!”

  Man I must be sick because even though I was screwed hearing those words in her actual voice caused my frustrated cock to twitch. Damn I wished I’d have at least been able to get off because it was going to be a long time before I could leave the house.

  “It’s just a game Carla.” Erin explained, “Just pretend.”

  “Just pretend would be he’s the pizza guy or you’re a hooker. Just pretend shouldn’t be talking about banging his mother!”

  Turning she stared me straight in the eye, “Sean, do you want to fuck me?”

  “I…I..it’s a game mom.” I stammered, “We, um, we do all kinds of things like that!”

  “Fantasies are things we want to happen.” Mom said quietly, “Sean, I think we need to talk then you need to talk to someone because what I heard was disgusting and it makes me feel bad, like I did something wrong.”

  “Well look at how you walk around.” Erin indicated her bikini, “Damn Carla, you look like you’re ready to star in one of those cougar porn movies.”

  “Are you saying I caused this? That I…I’m cock teasing my son?”

  “Maybe.” Erin grinned, “You don’t seem to want to get any so maybe that’s how you get your kicks.”

  “Enough!” Mom snapped, but gathering the robe around her tied it tightly. “I’m going downstairs the two of you get dressed and come down because we need to have a little talk about your sick little games!”

  She turned and striding quickly out of the bedroom slammed the door.

  “I am so fucked!” I groaned putting my head on the edge of the bed. “I feel like such an asshole she knows and now she thinks I’m sick and she’s going to send me to a damn shrink!”

  “It’ll be okay.” Erin ran her fingers through my hair. “I’ll talk to you with her we’ll tell her it was a game and it was my idea and…”

  “Whatever, “I waved my hand disgustedly. “Even if she doesn’t send me to a shrink, I’ll never live it down. She will never forget this!”

  “Maybe she will!” Erin snapped her fingers and tossing the sheet aside hopped off the bed and went over to my desk

  “What do you mean?”

  Picking up the coin I had attached to the silver chain for our psychology project Erin waved it back and forth in front of me.

  “We’ll use this and make her forget it!”

  “Are you nuts?” I stood up and going to my bureau pulled out a pair of boxers and another pair of shorts. “That shit doesn’t work.”

  “You never know.” She looked down and smiled, “Nice cock, baby.”

  “Yeah?” I paused then asked, “Want to finish? Odds are I’ll be punished after this.”

  “Nah,” She waved her hand, “Wait until we can play, I don’t want to rush.”

  “But…”

  “It’ll be fine.” Erin stood up and grabbing her shorts slid them on.

  “What about your thong?”

  “I don’t feel like wearing it,” she winked as she pulled her tank top on “Or a bra, I’m going to sit and talk to your mom with no panties and my nipples sticking out.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m a slut remember?” she laughed, “And I think she looks.”

  “Come on, my mother isn’t into women, hell she’s not even into men right now.”

  “Maybe because she’s shopping in a different store. Anyway.” She held up the stupid pendent again. “We’re going to be just fine this little baby is going to make it all better.”

  “Erin we’ve tried that on each other and a couple of the kids from class, it doesn’t work.”

  “It might on your mom.” She nodded, “I bet she’s really suggestible.”

  “Whatever just leave it here and I’ll go down and face the music.” I grabbed my t-shirt and putting it on said, “You ready to go downstairs?”

  “Oh, I’m ready.” She flashed me a huge smile.

  I looked at her nipples poking through her flimsy shirt and tried again, “You sure we can’t catch a real quick one over the bed?” when she rolled her eyes I whined, “I didn’t get to cum and…”

  “You just be a good boy and listen to mommy and you will come plenty!” Erin said and without another word strolled past me swinging her hot little ass and left the bedroom.

  Chapter Four

  I followed Erin and wondered why she seemed to think this was no big deal. She was practically skipping down the stairs ahead of me. I took my time, trying to figure out how to talk mom into thinking there was nothing behind what she heard other than a “hey why not?” Kind of fantasy. Erin reached the bottom of the stairs and stood there impatiently with her hands on her hips as I made my way to her.

  I saw she was holding that stupid pendent and rolled my eyes. What the hell was she thinking? The premise of our report was that hypnosis rarely worked and so far we’d been supporting that theory having not been able to do it with any of our friends or each other.

  “Put that thing away.” I told her. “It’ll just make things worse.”

  “Oh, ye of little faith!” Erin laughed, “Remember they say people who want to be hypnotized can be.”

  “And my mom wants to be?”

  “I think your mom is wound way to tight and wants to cut loose, so you never know she might be open to it.” When she saw me frowning she shrugged, “Look, Sean, could it hurt to try?”

  “I guess not, but how are you going to get her to go along?”

  “You’ll see.”

  She turned and walked into the living room. My shoulders slumped in resignation at the embarrassment to come, I drifted in behind her.

  “About time.” Mom said from the couch, “Another minute I would have gone up there figuring you were fucking your mother again.”

  “Mom, listen…”

  “Oh, no, Sean, you’re the one who’s going to be listening and not just to me, but whatever shrink I can find that deals with boys who have wet dreams about their mothers.”

  “Carla, it was my fault.” Erin spoke up.

  “No, even if it was your idea he had to want to go along with it.” Mom replied and pointing at the small overstuffed chair across from her said, “Sit right there Sean.”

  ‘Yes ma’am.” I sighed and sat down as she requested.

  Erin stood off to the side looking around and Mom asked, “What are you looking at?”

  As she addressed Erin, I found myself staring at her long legs. Mom had tied the robe tightly, but it was short and I could see right up to her thighs. Her feet were still bare and figuring I was already fucked, I let my mind linger on the image of her bare feet with their red toes planted on my chest while I…

  “Just looking around,” Erin shrugged. “It’s bright in here.”

  It was just after noon and mom had all the drapes open.

  “Good thing if it were dark you two might start groping each other.” Mom quipped. “You going to sit?” she pointed at the corner of the couch.

  “In a minute.” Erin told her, “But first I want you to know this whole mess was my idea and my fault.”

  “You said that already and I said if he went along with it then it makes him worse. I am his mother and…”

  “That’s the thing Carla, Sean couldn’t help himself.�
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  “Oh, please!” Mom laughed, “Why is that dear, because he can’t resist your mouth?”

  “No need to get nasty Carla.” Erin said calmly. “Thing is Sean was under my spell.”

  “What?” Mom shook her head, “Honey, you’re a pretty girl, but give me a break.”

  “I don’t mean like that, I mean this!”

  Mom frowned at the silver dollar Erin was holding up by the chain and I sat back in my chair trying not to roll my eyes.

  “Isn’t that the coin from your school project?”

  “Yup.” Erin nodded, “We’ve been working on hypnosis and today Sean finally relaxed and took it seriously and I put him under.”

  “Sean’s a little gullible, but I don’t think he’s feeble minded.” Mom waved at the coin, “Try again”

  “You don’t have to be weak minded, you just need to be receptive and let yourself go.” When mom’s answer was that trademark eye roll I was trying to avoid doing, Erin persisted. “People who allow themselves to be hypnotized always feel better afterwards because the trance helps them realize what they want, it lowers inhibitions.”

  “Really?” Mom pointed at me “So he really does want me?”

  Erin stopped and I wanted to smack myself in the head, mom had just turned it around on her. But Erin quickly recovered and with a grin continued, “No, but when he was under I…I used him being in a trance to get him to play the mom game because I like the fantasy.” She pointed at me. “I’d asked him before, but he always said no.”

  “Honey, that is the dumbest thing I ever heard.”

  “Tell you what, Carla.” Erin lifted the chain higher, “Let me try it on you and you’ll see I’m not kidding and then you can just tell me I can’t come over for awhile or something, but not punish Sean cause he couldn’t help it, okay?”

  Mom looked first at Erin then at me. To my surprise she sat back in the chair and put her hands out in a why not gesture, “Fine, but when this doesn’t work I’m calling your mother and telling her about your sick little games.” She smirked, “Still want to give it a shot?”

  “Absolutely.” Erin said with a confident smile. “Can I close the blinds?”

  “Why not?” Mom grinned, “I’m sure it will make all the difference.”

  Erin walked around the room drawing the blinds and Mom focused on me. “Sure you just don’t want to admit it, Sean? You’ll save your girlfriend some trouble.”

  “I have no worries at all.” Erin said as she walked over to mom and sitting next to her on the couch turned to face her.

  “Now Carla, I want you to just stare at the coin while I swing it.” Erin let the pendent dangle in front or mom and using just her fingers started it moving it slowly back and forth.”

  “Is this where I get sleepy?” Mom smirked.

  “No, it’s where you just relax, focus on the coin and think about something you want. Something you want badly.” She paused for a moment and I noticed Mom was staring at the coin.

  I watched her green eyes move back and forth and the smirk had left her face.

  “Carla do you have what you want in your mind?”

  “I…” she frowned, “Not sure its…”

  “If you see it then you want it Carla,” Erin said in a soft voice, “You’re beginning to succumb to your subconscious desires so the image in your mind is truly what you desire.”

  “Oh.” Mom’s eyes widened. “That’s…dirty.”

  At those words I found my interest peaked and leaning forward in the chair began to ask, “What do you…”

  “Shh!” Erin waved her hand at me. “Okay, Carla, I want you to keep that image in your mind and relax even more. I want you to think about getting what you want. I want you to no longer be afraid to go after what you desire.”

  Mom’s breathing was getting heavier and even through the robe I could see her breasts rising and falling with it.

  “Wrong.” Mom said in a barely audible whisper, “So wrong.” She hesitated, “But I want it so bad!”

  The tone she said that in caused my own breathing to become heavier. “You want it Carla?” Erin asked,

  “I…I need it!” she whimpered.

  “Damn.” I said quietly.

  “Carla?”

  “Yes?”

  Erin leaned closer and looked into her eyes. “I’m going to ask some questions and you’re going to answer me okay?”

  “Yes.” Mom said in a faraway voice.

  “Ask her what she was…” I stopped when she shot me a dirty look.

  “How old are you?”

  “Forty Three.”

  “Where are you?”

  “In the living room on the couch.”

  “Think she’s screwing with us?” I asked.

  Erin thought for a moment then gave me an evil grin.

  “Carla, how old was you the first time you sucked cock?”

  “Fifteen”

  “Did you swallow it?”

  “All of it.” Mom said, “Like a good girl.”

  “Oh, man.” I said my cock growing between my legs.

  “Carla, have you ever had anal sex?”

  “Yes.”

  “Did you like it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Ohh.” Erin purred, “Are you a dirty girl Carla?”

  “Not anymore.”

  “Why not?”

  “I…I got married and I’m a mom and I…I shouldn’t be dirty anymore.”

  “But you want to be, don’t you?”

  “Yes.” Mom said with no hesitation.

  “So Carla,” Erin looked at me and winked. “You ever been with a girl before?”

  “Yes, several.” Mom answered.

  “Holy shit!” I gasped.

  “When?” Erin asked.

  “Back in college”

  “Do you miss them?”

  “Yes...I…I think about women sometimes.”

  “Do you play with yourself thinking of them?” Erin looked as if she were getting as hot and bothered as I was.

  Her face was getting red and she had that dirty little smile that always got me going. A glance down at her chest showed there was no doubt she was worked up. Her nipples were poking through the thin tank top and I could just imagine how wet she was.

  “Yes, I think about licking pussy while I play with mine.”

  “Oh, this is too fucking hot.” I said, “Hey tell her to forget she heard us.”

  “Not yet.” Erin said. “I think things are going to get a lot hotter if we leave that alone for now.”

  “Hey Carla, you look warm, why don’t you take your robe off.”

  “Okay.” Mom sat up and after untying the robe slipped it off her shoulders and tossed it aside.

  “Like that view better, baby?” Erin asked.

  “I do.” I replied staring at mom sitting across from me in the skimpy bikini.

  “Your son thinks your sexy Carla.”

  “Hey.” I exclaimed.

  “It’s okay she won’t remember.”

  “I know he does.” Mom said softly. “I know he looks at me.”

  “Oooh!” Erin cooed, “Do you like it?”

  “Yes.”

  “No fucking way!” I breathed as my cock began to throb against my leg.

  “Do you like to tease him? Do you like wearing sexy things like this bikini to get him going?”

  “I do. I like that he looks. I like that he thinks I’m attractive.”

  “Do you think he jerks off to you?”

  “I hope he does.”

  “You are a dirty girl!” Erin laughed. “Carla you ever see Sean naked?”

  “Yes.”

  “When?”

  “I…I watched you two having sex.”

  “You what?” we both asked at the same time.

  “When you were fucking in the kitchen I had come home and watched through the window.”

  “You lik
e what you saw?” Erin asked, “You like looking at your son’s big dick?”

  “I did. I thought about it all night.”

  “What else did you like?”

  “I liked watching you suck his cock.” Mom told her.

  “Do you think I did a good job?”

  “You look like you love it.”

  “I do.” Erin giggled, “Do you?”

  “Yes, I love sucking cock.”

  “So did you…”

  “I liked watching you too.” Mom said without being prompted to speak.

  “Me?” Erin touched her chest, “You think I’m pretty?”

  “I think you’re a sexy little thing.” Mom answered, “And I know you’re nasty.”

  “I am.” Erin told her. “I do every dirty little thing your son wants. So have you…have you thought about me?”

  “All the time.”

  “Really?” I asked.

  “I…I think about you playing with me.” Mom whispered.

  “You want me?” Erin was no longer smiling, but was now staring at mom with her blue eyes wide and bright. “You think about us being together?”

  “I…I would love to know what you taste like.”

  “Man, I wonder if I’m the one in the trance.” I said.

  Erin looked over at me and smiled, “You want to have some real fun?”

  “What do you mean?” I asked although I had a pretty good idea of what she was thinking.

  “She’ll never remember anything, baby.”

  “Are you saying what I think you are?” I frowned, “Erin what if she wakes up?”

  “She won’t.” Erin grinned, “Remember the little story I was telling upstairs, saying I was your mom and I had been watching? She really was!”

  “Oh, man.” I began rubbing my aching dick through my shorts. “How far do you think we can go?”

  “We’ll see what we can get her to do.” Erin said, “At some point her desire should take over I can’t keep telling her every single thing that won’t be as much fun she has to think on her own.” She giggled again, “But we can get her started.”

  “With?”

  “How would you like to see your mom’s tits?”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Carla, I think you should show me those big beautiful tits of yours.” Erin told her.

  “You really want to see them?” Mom asked.