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CHAPTER 3 - QUALITY FAMILY TIME
The next morning, Sarah wakes up late, very refreshed, around 9 a. m. John is long gone to work. Getting out of bed, she heads for the bathroom, urgently needing to relieve herself. As she sits and pees, she lightly strokes her sex, enjoying the feel of her bare skin. She smiles contentedly, reliving the events of yesterday afternoon and evening in her mind. Finishing up, she washes her hands and brushes her teeth, before heading downstairs to get some breakfast. She pours herself a bowl of Special K and takes a seat. Trying to concentrate on the newspaper as she eats, her minds keep drifting back to yesterday. By the time she finishes eating, she's feeling incredibly horny.
"I need to get off," she states matter-of-factly to no one. She steps out onto the back patio, checking the air temp. It's very comfortable, actually very warm for early May in Chicago. There isn't a cloud in the sky. She goes back in.
"Jason, Amy! Anyone home!?" she yells.
"I'm in the basement, Mom!" Jason yells. "Amy isn't home yet. "
"What are you doing?" Sarah asks from the top of the stairs, not wanting to yell.
"Just finishing a workout. Then I'm going over to Devon's. "
"Okay. I'm going to get some sun poolside. Stop out to let me know when you head out. "
"Sure, Mom. "
Sarah heads upstairs to get her suit on, stripping on the way. After brushing her teeth again, watching with satisfaction her firms breasts sway softly as she brushes, she grabs her swimming suit and pulls it on, the fabric straining to contain her ample chest. It's a single piece suit, cut very high on the sides, well above her hips. She checks out how the suit conforms to her bare mound, concerned that it might be too obvious that there's no longer any bush contained beneath to push out on the fabric. It looks obvious to her, the fabric lying much flatter than before; but thinks that no one else would ever notice, having no reason to suspect anything different. She strokes her sex through the thin fabric, her state of arousal continuing to increase.
"Now there's an idea. "
Sarah grabs a towel and continues down the hall, walking into Amy's bedroom. Amy's desk is in front of a window that overlooks the patio and pool out back. Sarah reaches over and opens the window, including the screen. She then pushes Amy's laptop to the back of the desk and turns her webcam around so it's facing out the window. Waking the computer up, Sarah opens a live video program, which shows what the webcam sees. Watching the screen, Sarah aims the webcam so the lounge chairs are centered in the picture. She then zooms in so the 4 chairs fill about 2/3 of the screen. The webcam is very high-end and the chairs are in perfect focus, even at a distance of probably 20 yards. She loads a blank DVD-R, redirects the software away from the hard drive to the blank disc, and starts recording. Grabbing a wireless microphone, she heads downstairs and out onto the patio.
"If Dan likes the threesome, he should LOVE a little self gratification. Show him how much of a self-starter I can be," she says to no-one, smiling as she drapes her towel over one of the loungers.
Looking up at the camera, she turns the chair around so she's facing the camera. She pulls the chair a bit further back, towards the pool, so the shot isn't so cluttered by the other chairs.
"Thinking like a director already," she smirks. "This is just TOO much fun!"
Getting comfortable on the chair, Sarah settles in and relaxes, waiting for Jason to let her know he's leaving before she gets into getting off. She places the wireless microphone under her chair sand turns it on, so Jason won't see it. Less than two minutes later, Jason comes out back, dressed in his swim trunks.
"What happened to Devon?" Sarah asks, surprised and disappointed.
He called to say his Dad is taking him to lunch, so we're going to get back together this afternoon. "
"Ohโฆokay. "
"Thought I'd hang out with you. Get some sun," Jason continues as he flops in the lounger directly in front of his mom, so his feet are about 2' from hers. "Is that okay? You seem disappointed. Am I interrupting some quality self gratification?" he teases her.
"Of course not," she replies. "Exactly!" her stimulated sex screams to her brain. "Oh well, so much for that idea. "
Sarah pauses for another minute, considering her son, and his maturity level.
"You know what, Jason? I actually was planning on masturbating out here, until you nixed my plans," she tells him matter-of-factly. "I'd like to apologize, actually, for not being honest with you up front. There's absolutely no reason I should feel the need to hide that from you. Masturbation is a normal, healthy part of sexual gratification. . . which, I'm sure, you are quite aware of yourself. "
Jason is completely speechless, his mouth is hanging open in shock. He's been pretty open about his own sexual journey with his mother, at least until recently, when he actually started getting some; but she's never, EVER, discussed her own sex life with him.
Sarah starts to apply some tanning lotion. Jason relaxes back onto his lounger, trying to wrap his brain around his mother's frank disclosure, soaking up the morning sun.
"Yes?" she asks. Her unmet sexual needs have her shifting on her lounger, unable to relax, applying tanning lotion in an attempt to get her mind on something else. "What are you thinking so hard about?"
After a few seconds of further thought, Jason replies, "Hey, Mom, why don't you ever wear a bikini? You certainly have the body for it. "
Sarah considers his question; and puts her tanning lotion down. "I just prefer one-pieces, I guess. Besides, this one is hardly what I'd call modest. Your father would not approve of me wearing a bikini; but he lets me get away with this little number. "
"I'd think Dad would be thrilled to see more of you. Show you off to his friends. Besides, how are you going to get a tan on your stomach? Your suit clings to that six-pack of yours. You should really get it tan and show it off with a bikini. "
"Sweetey, your father's seen all of me, and nothing seems to get his motor running like it did when we were younger.
Jason makes a goofy face and started laughing. "Mom, youโve got nice absโฆbetter than most of the jocks at school. I donโt know of any other kidโs Mom with a body as tight as yours. "
Sarah blushes, flattered. She knows she looks good, and appreciates that there's at least one male who notices, even if it is her son. Of course. . .
โMy body had better be this tight,โ she responds, smiling โconsidering how much time I put into it. "
Sarah studies him for a few moments and then decides to do a little digging, hoping he'll admit that he's become sexually active with girls himself. "Honey, don't you have a girlfriend yet? I mean, there's gotta be some young girl out there wanting to show off her body to you, other than your project models. First last night you're checking out my breasts, now my abs. Iโm afraid youโre going to develop a fixation on your mother; and that would beโฆunhealthy," she ribs him.
"No Mom, I don't have a serious girlfriend. I just go out casually," he adds. "And Iโm not fixated on you, just aware enough to realize that Iโve got a hot mom. Some of the jocks at school have seen you dropping me off and picking me up. They say youโre the hottest MILF any of them have ever seen, even hotter than the ones on the internet!"
Sarah is surprised by Jason's choice of words, and that he knows what a MILF is. "Of course, most teens probably do," she thinks to herself "And most parents probably don't. I'm the oddball here.
โWhat, exactly, is a MILF?โ Sarah inquires, now standing over her son, hands on her hips looking particularly indignant, and, to Jason, VERY hot, the morning sun peeking through between her legs. Itโs like fire shooting from her pussy, heโs thinking, starting to become aroused. Jason had never noticed before how his momโs swim-suit is cut very high on her hips and tends to ride up between her pussy lips, exposing the smooth flesh where her legs join come together. He sees no trace of pubic hair, just baby smooth skin. His dick jumps in his swim trunks.
Jason is floundering. Heโs sexually excited but also very uncomfortable. He knows heโs stepped in it. Being so open with his mom gets him in trouble once in awhile, particularly when heโs not paying attention and speaks a bit TOO freely. How can he tell his mother what a MILF is? Sheโll go ballistic! He also has to deal with his growing erection. Shifting uncomfortably in his lounge chair, Jasonโs eyes start traveling up his momโs body, wanting to shift his gaze away from her tantalizing pussy, trying to banish the question from his mind as to whether or not she waxes her pussy fully, or just does a thorough job on her bikini line. He makes eye contact, looking into the deep hazel pools that are her beautiful eyesโฆ. โThis is not helping,โ he says to himself.
Sarah watches Jason โcheck her outโ as his eyes wander up to her face. Noticing the bulge in his shorts, she shifts uncomfortably, but doesnโt look away, enjoying her ruse. Again she asks, "Jason, did you hear me? Iโd like an answer. What is a MILF?โ
โUhhh,โ Jason begins sitting up in an attempt to hide his hardening tool. โA MILF is aโฆ. very attractive womanโฆwho has kids,โ he stammers out.
โOhโฆ. Well I guess I should be flatteredโฆ. but why MILF? It sounds like one of those made-up texting abbreviations. Is it short for something?โ she asks, playing dumb.
Sarah's fighting the urge to bust out laughing. It's obvious that Jason is both highly embarrassed and aroused.
โOh, jeez, Mom. Yea, it is; but you donโt want to know. Iโm sorry I ever brought it up,โ Jason whines.
โWell, you did. So letโs have it.
Jason just stares at his mother, finding it unbelievable that he is about to have to explain what a MILF is to her of all people. On the plus side, the sheer terror heโs feeling at how sheโs going to respond has knocked the wind out of his sexual excitement, and his cock is deflating rapidly. Sarah also notices his receding bulge, though there's still a significant mass under those shorts.
"The kid is packin' all right," she tells herself.
Tearing her own gaze away from her sonโs crotch, she looks him in the eyes and chuckles, trying to lighten his tension. โWow! Whatever it means, it must be something pretty bad to flip a teenage boyโs sex-drive off that quicklyโฆ. Well, out with it. Now Iโm really curious what would cause my own son to think of me in a sexual way, as you obviously were, and which is totally inappropriate; yet, Iโm guessing, be so offensive that the thought of explaining it to me has scared your little guyโฆscratch that. Little obviously doesn't apply to your equipment. . . your big guy, back into hiding. โ
Jason is silent, both embarrassed & proud she's noticed, his head down.
โWell? Iโm waiting,โ Sarah prompts him in an impatient voice, as she sits down on the end of the lounge chair. Leaning towards him, she leans forward, reaching out her hand and cupping Jasonโs chin, lifting his face to look at him directly. Jason looks into her eyes once again, and then glances down at her cleavage and quickly back to her eyes. Sarah catches his glance and looks down at her own bosom, realizing that leaning forward like she is, she is giving her son quite a display of her ample chest, as her swim-suit plunges very low between her breasts. She looks back up at Jason, but doesn't do anything to change his view.
โSorry about that,โ she says. "I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. "
โWhat are you apologizing for?โ Jason asks. โI was the one checking out your tits. โ
โJason!โ Sarah barks at him and sits up straight, now truly annoyed by his choice of words. โThat is not the kind of language I expect from you! These are my breasts, not tits, and I apologized for basically flashing you. As a teenage boy, I donโt think I can really hold you responsible for looking. Itโs your natureโฆ. But there is no reason for you to use that kind of vulgar speech with me. โ
โSorry, Mom.
Sarah, while taken aback at Jasonโs brazen choice of words, feels bad for snapping at her son, and thinks to herself, โHell, I call them tits myself. "
Wanting to lighten the mood, and get back to her mind game with Jason, Sarah places her hand on his thigh to get his attention. He looks up.
โItโs Okay, honey. Youโre right. For you kids, โtitsโ is just another word for breasts. I shouldnโt have been offended by it. I refer to the girls by that term myself. You just caught me off-guard. I do appreciate the compliment though. โ Looking down, she says "They are nice, aren't they?" Sarah gives him a smile.
โThanks for understanding, Mom. Youโve got a great rack, and I couldnโt help saying so. โ
She smirks at her son. โThanks, honey. That means a lot coming from you. If my own son can appreciate my โrackโ, it must be pretty impressive to the other young men out there, those who ARENโT related to me!"
Sarah laughs and Jason follows her lead.
Still laughing, Sarah asks โSo what does MILF refer to anyway?โ wanting to wrap up her game.
Jason stops laughing and swallows hard. He stares at his mom for almost a minute. In a soft voice, he begins, โUhhhโฆ. MILF is short forโฆ. uhhhโฆ. MotherโฆIโdโฆLove toโฆinsert f-word here,โ he ends in a voice barely above a whisper.
โExcuse me?โ Sarah replies, pretending to have missed what he said.
Jason looks up at his Mom, directly into those deep pools of hazel. After what seems to Jason to be several minutes but is actually only about 20 seconds, he straightens his back and answers in a clear voice, devoid of fear or embarrassment, basically going all in, โFuckโฆ. A MILF is a Mother Iโd Love to Fuck. โ
Sarah pulls her hand away from Jasonโs thigh and stands up, a shocked look on her face. She feigns speechlessness. Jason stands up also, facing her.
โYou asked, I answered,โ he begins in a defensive voice. โIโm sorry if youโre offended, Mom. I canโt control what people say about you. And itโs not like theyโre insulting you, and that I should be defending your honor. Itโs a complimentโฆreally. โ
Sarah continues to stare at him, trying to keep a straight face. Quickly, she begins to lose that battle. Her mouth begins to twist into a smirk.
"Mom? Is something wrong?"
Sarah loses it and begins laughing uproariously, doubling over and clutching her sides. She can't control it for over a minute.
"Mom?"
"I, I, I'm sorry, honey," she manages to get out, trying to calm down. "I was just playing a game with you, teasing you. "
"What? I don't understand. "
"Honey, I know what a MILF is. I was a little surprised that YOU did. I'm not sure why. "
"So that was all an act?"
"Pretty much. . . I'm sorry, honey. It was meant to be funny; and it was, at least for me," she giggles.
"Dirty pool, Mom!" Jason replies, smiling himself.
โSo do you think of me as a MILF, also?โ Sarah asks curiously , getting serious again.
โNo, Mom! Of course not! Well, yes, I suppose so; but not exactly like the other guys,โ Jason replies. โThe jocks think youโre hot and probably jack off thinking about you. I just think youโre hot. I realize that youโreโฆMILF material; but I also realize that youโre my Mom. โ
Giving his mom a sly smirk, Jason continues, โI jack off thinking about other MILFโs, even though theyโre not as hot you!โ
Sarah blushes and smiles. Sheโs feeling flattered and sexy and motherly and disappointed all at the same time. Her son just told her that he considers her a hot MILF and that he masturbates thinking about other MILFs, though not while thinking about her.
โSo, you masturbate a lot, do you?โ Sarah replies with a smirk, choosing to lay the MILF subject to rest.
Jason averts his eyes and blushes. โWell, yeaโฆEvery guy does, donโt they?โ
โYes, Iโm sure they do,โ she responds, lifting Jasonโs chin to look at her. โAs I've told you before, everyone masturbates. Itโs nothing to be ashamed of or shy about. I still remember you running to tell me the first time you came. It was very cute. โ
Jasonโs eyes light up again, seeing his opening.
Sarah gets a little queasy at his question, instantly regretting her choice of words.
โYes, Jason, I masturbate fairly often actually. โ Wanting to shift the focus off of herself, she quickly adds, โHow often do you. . . do it?โ
Jason has the biggest grin of his life plastered on his face. He flops back in his lounge chair and puts his hands behind his head, now totally at ease. โOh, I donโt know. At least once a day, I guess, usually twice. What about you? Doesnโt Dad have sex with you enough? Isnโt he any good?โ
โWhoa there, bud!โ Sarah replies with a laugh, thinking โWell, that didnโt work!โ, as she scootches back onto her lounger from the end. She adjusts the upper half all the way up, so itโs like a regular chair with a footstool, and sits down, reclining back, getting comfortable. They are now facing one another and can carry on a nice, though somewhat overly intimate, mother-son conversation.
โI generally masturbate once a day, usually after my workout. Your father and I HAD a great sex life. Heโs actually quite skilled; but he works late a lot, and comes home too tired to be interested.
โAfter your workout? But before you pick me up?โ Jason asks, his eyes sparkling.
Sarah nods yes.
โSo youโve been in the throes of ecstasy less than half-an-hour before picking me up from school!?โ Jason asks eagerly.
โWellโฆerโฆyes, I suppose you could look at it that way,โ Sarah responds haltingly. Feeling the need to explain further, she continues: โWorking out gets my body fired up and, well, horny. A good masturbation session afterwards relaxes me. Itโs not like Iโm getting off thinking about picking you up at schoolโฆโ Not wanting to sound too defensive and also wanting to keep the conversation light hearted and teen-like, she adds, โthough now that I know the jocks think Iโm a MILF, I might just use that bit of information during today's session to spice things up a bit!โ
Jason laughs.
โWhat do you think about when you masturbate?โ she asks her son, again trying again to turn the focus away from herself. โOr do you have a stash of porn hidden somewhere that you use?โ
โOh, no porn for me,โ He responds, somewhat proudly. โI donโt need it.
Sarah smiles and nods, getting into her comfort zone. โIโve never needed any โvisual aidsโ either, though I doubt many women do. Especially after a workout, my vagina is already so wet that I can just dip a couple of fingers in for some lubrication and attack my clit with a vengeance. I orgasm pretty quickly, actually. โ Looking over at Jason, Sarah is immediately concerned that she went too far. Jasonโs face looks blank, like heโs in shock.
โDid I share too much?โ Sarah asks. โIโm sorry, honey. I was just getting comfortable with the conversation and didnโtโฆself-edit. Iโm sorry. โ
Snapping out of his trance, Jason speaks up, โItโs okay, Mom. ReallyโฆI think itโs great that you feel comfortable enough to share that with me. .
Jasonโs face is flushed and his dick is rock hard, tenting his swim trunks.
Sarah is again put off by his coarse language, but takes a moment to respond, not wanting to overreact like she did earlier. She canโt help but notice his large erection.
โAhem, yes. My โpussyโ as you refer to it, lubes up quite nicely, thank you. Iโve never had a problem getting wet. Though I think itโs time we change subjects, as this one is causing an inappropriate reaction in your body,โ Sarah says, and then quickly adds, โNot to say there is anything wrong with getting an erection while talking with a woman about masturbating. It would be strange for a young man not to, I suppose. My own body is starting to get excited by this conversation. Itโs just not the most appropriate when the conversation is between a mother and son. โ
โWhat conversation is that?โ Amy asks as she walks up to her mother and brother. โNice boner, by the way, sport. Sit up and tuck that thing away, for crying out loud! Youโre going to embarrass Momโฆthough not yourself, Iโve gotta say. Not bad there, junior,โ she says with a smirk.
Sarah blushes, thinking for the millionth time that her daughter has got the most smart-ass mouth she knows. She and Jason are momentarily speechless, not having noticed Amy walk out of the house. Sheโs wearing a large beach towel wrapped around her chest that hangs to just below her ass, and is carrying a bottle of tanning oil.
"What are you doing home?" Sarah manages to ask.
"Tonya and Jesse wanted to see some lame movie first run this morning, so I took the opportunity to catch some sun. Theyโre coming over here after the movie for lunch. So, again, what conversation?"
After taking a moment to compose herself, she looks up at Amy and answers honestly, not wanting to give Jason the idea there is anything wrong with their conversation by lying about it, which there isn't, though Sarah is quite sure that her husband would not agree. โWe were just talking about masturbation; and the conversation was getting a bit heated. It was causing perfectly natural but inappropriate reactions in both of our bodies, so we were about to change subjects. โ
โHah! How the hell did you get on that subject?โ Amy asks. Looking at her mom as she pulls up another lounger next to Jason. Orienting it 90ยฐ to theirs so the lower section is next to Jasonโs lounger, she continues: โWere you giving him the โmasturbation is beautifulโ speech you gave me a couple of years ago?โ As she asks this, she unwraps her towel and lays it out over her lounger. She is naked beneath it.
โAmy! Why are you nude!?โ Sarah cries out, startled. โYour brother is out here!โ
โSo what?โ Amy replies in a challenging tone.
Jason is barely listening as his eyes roam over his sisterโs nude body, watching her apply the tanning oil. Her tits are a good C-cup and have the firmness of youth. As she begins to rub oil into the skin of her breasts, her nipples become erect. They are, to his youthful eyes, perfection. He continues to watch her hands as she rubs the oil over her tight tummy. Sarah is watching all of this also, moving her eyes back and forth between what Amy is doing and Jasonโs reaction to it. Sheโs becoming annoyed.
โAmy, this is over-the top, even for you,โ Sarah begins. โYou donโt need to be naked to get ready for your vacation. And look what youโre doing to Jason. He looks like heโs going to pass out. โ
"Oh, I'm fine, Mom," Jason replies quickly, his eyes darting over to Sarah, a total look of sincerity on his face. "Really. "
"Hmmph," Sarah replies. "You just don't want the view to go away. I'm sure. . . and I'd better be correct on this, that you've never seen your sister's pussy before. "
"Wow, Mom," Amy says, her head snapping up upon hearing her mother use the word "pussy" in mixed company. "I've never heard you use that word in public before.
"Jason and I are working on talking to each other in a more frank and open manor; so I'm using more casual language. Any complaints?" Sara snaps back, really getting pissed at her daughter.
"None at all. I think it's great. " Amy responds in a confident and relaxed voice. "And no, Jason's never seen my honeypot before. "
Jason laughs at that, as he'd never heard a pussy called a "honeypot" before.
Sarah just glares at him and he shuts up.
โMom, weโre going to the French Riviera, remember? Some of the beaches there are nude,โ Amy continues casually by way of further explanation, trying to mollify her mother. . Amyโs always been a bit of rebel, and likes getting her mom flustered; but knows that there's a definite limit to what she will tolerate.
โThey are clothing optional, young lady. โ
โAnd Tonya and I are opting to go nude,โ she replies. Not wanting to push her luck, Amy quickly changes the subject as she continues to rub oil into her skin. โSo Mom couldnโt have had the exact same conversation with you as she had with me.
By this time sheโs worked her way down to her pubic mound, which Jason has been studying intently, immediately having noticed that is totally devoid of hair. He looks up at his sister with wide eyes. She grins back at him as she rubs the oil into her pussy lips, slightly parting them, and spreads her legs to work on her inner thighs.
โWhat do you mean sheโs not equipped for it?โ Jason asks, his eyes never leaving his sisterโs glistening pussy. Heโs trying to decide if itโs just the tanning oil or if sheโs actually getting sexually excited.
โI mean sheโs not equipped, physically,โ Amy answers. โWhen Mom gave me the talk, she actually showed me how toโฆpleasure myself. It was a real bonding moment, I gotta say. โ
โYou mean she touched you!?โ Jason blurts out.
โNo way, you little perv!โ Amy shouts back at him.
Sarah jumps in, even more upset that Amy chose to share that private interaction with her brother; but wanting to avoid a fight between her kids. "Now just stop, both of you!" Taking several seconds to compose herself, she explains to Jason: โAfter we had been talking about masturbation for a while, Amy asked me how a woman goes aboutโฆpleasuring herself. So I suggested that we both strip off our clothes and have a mutual masturbation session, so I could teach her a few thingsโฆ. Now you know your sister.
โLike this,โ Amy interjects, trying to sound nonchalant but clearly getting excited as she goes back to rubbing more oil into her pussy after finishing her legs. She begins to rub her slippery fingers over her clit, spreading her legs. Jason is staring right into her pussy. โShe also showed me how to finger fuck myself,โ Amy adds, as the ring and middle fingers of her left hand slowly dive into her now clearly excited honeypot.
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