Sleepwalking Mom Ch. 08

Jaz smiled sheepishly at me and moved out of the doorway to show me the attic. We moved some things around up there to make room to keep her stuff in the same area. She walked with me carrying the boxes but she didn't try to lift one herself. It took forty-five minutes to move the boxes from her bedroom to the attic and I was perspiring heavily because it was so hot in the attic.

Jaz threw herself into my arms when the last box was moved. She kissed me hard and then thanked me again. I let her down and she led me back downstairs and offered me an overstuffed leather chair in the entrance to the living room and said, "I'll get a soda for you." I had been in Jaz's home before but I'd never spent any time in this room. I looked at the photos on the mantle and end tables. Most were of Jaz's parents in younger and apparently happier times. There were none of Jaz as she currently looked but there were some of her when she was much younger. It was as though at some point in the past, Jaz's parents stopped taking photos. Maybe that was when their lives went in the dumper. Jaz had always been a beautiful girl. I had always thought Jaz's mother was hot and while my friends always called my mother a MILF, I referred to Jaz's mom as a MILF even though she was no where near as gorgeous as my mom.

I wiped the perspiration off my face with the hem of my tee shirt just as Jaz walked into the room from the kitchen with two large glasses of soda over ice. She giggled as she saw my tee shirt up on my face and said, "I just love your six-pack abs." I pulled my tee shirt down and she laughed and continued, "Oh, don't be that way. Your body is pretty hot you know." I was embarrassed by Jaz's compliment. I didn't think of myself that way even though I was proud of my ripped abs and the amount of dedicated work it took to get them that way. I smiled at her as she walked over and put my glass on a coaster on the end table by the chair. The seating in the room all faced each other and my chair was back to the hallway, facing the front windows. The lace curtains fluttered gently into the room.

Jaz sat down on the ottoman in front of my chair and took a sip from her glass. Her nipples pushed hard against the cotton material of her tee shirt. Until then, I hadn't noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. I picked up my glass and leaned back against the chair. As I took a sip, Jaz put her glass on the coaster and scooched the ottoman closer to me. She gave me a sultry smile and said, "Let's see. How could I possibly thank you for your help?" I wasn't shocked to see where this was going. Jaz leaned forward and ran her fingers up my inner thighs and into the left leg of my nylon shorts. My dick was on the move before her fingers got to their target. She grinned up at me when her hand encircled my hardened shaft.

I lifted my butt off the chair, hooked my thumbs into the elastic waist band and pushed my shorts down to my thighs. Jaz grinned and repositioned her grip on my cock. She slid off the ottoman to her knees and fixed her beautiful eyes on mine as she pushed her lips to my velvety crown. She kissed the firm velvety head and flicked her tongue on the 'spot' on the ridge. She giggled as my spongy knob pushed up under her nose. She sucked my cock into her mouth and started an amazing blow job. I pushed my hips upward in response and let out a loud groan. Jaz grinned around my shaft and increased her pace. I couldn't take my eyes of Jaz's beautiful face bobbing up and down on my cock.

Jaz dragged her lips up my shaft and slid her teeth gently over the velvety crown and kissed her way down the underside of my cock. She grinned when I groaned. She held my cock in place with one hand while she sucked first one testicle and then the other into her mouth and pushed them around with her tongue. They pushed back and Jaz giggled around them as they moved. When she popped her lips off my scrotum, she started a long stroke hand job from balls to ridge occasionally pulling her hand up over my swollen knob to palm the tip before continuing.

She was smiling up at me as she pulled herself up off her heels to her knees to get a different angle. Her smile broke a little and I thought I detected a slight frown. Then she quickly glanced from my eyes to a position over my right shoulder and then her eyes returned just as quickly to mine. The frown was still there. Her glance to my shoulder was the same as I'd seen in porno clips of the girl giving a blow job and she can't help glance at the camera man, even though she isn't supposed to. Jaz gripped my granite hard cock at the base and dragged it across her face from her left cheek to her right, kissing it as it passed over her lips.

As she was about to drag it back across her face, I felt a pair of hands gently land on my shoulders just as a female voice said, "Shame on you Jazmeen. You intentionally lied to your Mama about the size of Dex's penis. It's much bigger than you said." My heart must have stopped dead at that moment. The hand on my right shoulder moved down my chest to my stomach and pulled up my tee shirt. The voice said, "Jazmeen? You didn't tell me he's so tall and ripped too. Yummy. You shouldn't have left out the details." The hand gently caressed the ripples of my abs before continuing down to my cock still in Jaz's hand.

Jaz must have noticed the terrified look on my face and said, "I'm so sorry Dex. This is my mama. I'll explain after."

Lips at my right ear kissed me on the neck and said, "No need to be sorry, Jazmeen. You come home from your fun in the sun yesterday; reeking of sex with cum in your hair; there has to be consequences. If you want to have sex, we'll have sex. Just be glad your father didn't catch you. He probably would have had you stoned." My eyes flew around the room making sure he wasn't home now.

I felt soft flesh push onto my right shoulder as Mama's face brushed past mine. She stretched her arm down my torso until her fingers wrapped around my cock. She gripped it hard and my cock pushed back at her. She kissed my cheek and said, "Oooo. Look what I found, just lying around in my living room." She started jerking me off in long ridge to balls strokes, displacing Jaz's fingers.

Mama slid her body off my right shoulder and came around to the front of my chair and sat down on the ottoman. She was completely naked. The nipples on her saggy tits were long and rock hard. Her black bushy pelvic mound was wet with arousal. She placed her hand on the back of Jaz's head. Jaz was nearly in tears. She mouthed the word, 'sorry' again as Mama pushed Jaz's face back onto my cock. Jaz didn't resist the considerable force used by her mother until she gagged on my cock and vigorously tried to pull back. With venom in her voice, Mama yelled, "Get back down on that big cock. If you want to suck cock, learn how to do it properly." Jaz looked up at me with the same terror I felt as her mouth was forced back down my cock. Tears poured out of her eyes and she started coughing saliva past my cock. Mama let her go and Jaz flew back off my cock gagging and coughing.

Mama pushed Jaz aside and said, "Fuck. Kids today. Let me show you. Watch and learn." Mama slid off the ottoman between my knees. My cock was softening quickly until she drove her lips all the way to my balls. She watched the reaction on my face and grinned around my cock as I groaned hard and my cock sprang back to attention. The sudden surge in hardness caused Mama to gag and she pulled back and off with considerable saliva following close behind. She caught the saliva in her hand and used it as lubrication as she stroked her wet hand up and down my shaft.

She turned to Jaz, who was sprawled on her left hip watching, "Well. If you are going to start having sex, you might as well start with the best." She aimed my cock at Jaz and continued, "This is a very nice cock. Way bigger than your father's and I'm going to put it where his won't go."

I just wanted this ordeal to end. Mama's hand job and blow job felt fantastic, but she scared the shit out of me. No wonder Jaz couldn't wait to get out of the house. Mama resumed her blow job but she only pushed half way down my shaft and used both hands to add a counter-rotating hand job to the mix. I was groaning and pushing my hips upward seconds after. Jaz was watching her mother's every move. She was very good and the grin around my cock made her seem much less terrifying.

After a couple minutes, Mama pulled back and spit on my cock and then she stood up and slid her legs over my thighs with a wicked, but sultry grin on her face. I felt like the rabbit caught in a corner by the wolf. Jaz got up on her knees to watch as Mama pulled my cock back to her sopping wet vagina and inched herself on. She groaned hard the same as the others, as my big knob pushed inside and again when the fattest part of my cock pushed past the entrance to her pussy. Mama stopped as she sat down on my balls and then gyrated her hips back and forth and side to side. She muttered, "Oh fuck, Jaz. I've never felt so full in my life. Size does matter after all." She groaned hard as she lifted herself up with her legs.

My fear had subsided and I clutched her hips to assist her and she smiled down at me, "You're such a good boy." I smiled back at her. She grabbed my shoulders to pull herself up and let gravity do the work on the way down. Her eyes were filled with lust as she fucked my cock as hard as she could manage.

Mama let her hands drop from my shoulders and she leaned back and put her hands on my knees and drove her hips forward and up and then snatched them back and down. She repeated this action several times before she stopped again. Her eyes were closed tight and she was biting gently on her lower lip. Without opening her eyes, she said, "Jazmeen? Are you ready?"

In a sultry tone of voice, Jaz said, "Yes, Mama. I'm ready." My mind was screaming, 'Ready for what?' Mama resumed her fucking motion as Jaz stood up and stripped her clothes off. Her face was flushed red with sexual arousal. Her nipples were like nails and her neatly trimmed pelvic mound glistened with moisture. I watched Jaz's every move as Mama slid on and off my cock. She had pulled her hands from my knees and sat up straight as she grabbed her own tits and kneaded them hard with her fingers.

I hadn't seen Jaz's mama in years and I decided that she'd weathered the years pretty well. She may not be the MILF that I had remembered but she was pretty hot sitting there fucking my cock. Her full breasts sagged some and she had a few extra pounds around her middle but my cock surged harder as I examined the total package fucking my cock. Mama grinned down at me when my cock hardened further and muttered, "Such a good boy." I flexed my cock as I smiled up at her and she grinned again and rolled her hips to take a different angle. She seemed to be taking care not to let me cum. My orgasm would rise and fall only to rise again and disappear like fog in the wind.

Jaz moved close to the left side of the chair and then stepped up as she was steadied by Mama's hands and straddled my hips with her toes touching Mama's knees. Her ass was to me and I gently kissed her ass-cheeks. They were awesome. I watched as Mama's hands gripped Jaz's hips and then Jaz groaned and pushed back at me. I leaned to the side to see what was happening. Mama's face was buried in Jaz's sex as she slurped and sucked. Jaz groaned hard from Mama's attack as Mama slowly rocked herself forward and back on my cock.

I knew right then that my mom had nothing to worry about Jaz spilling the bean about seeing us in bed yesterday. There was a detente. Mutually assured destruction.

I decided to assist Mama's efforts by pushing my tongue to Jaz's rosebud. It was right there in front of me. I couldn't resist. Jaz lurched her body away from my tongue onto Mama's tongue and she let out a loud scream that startled Mama and she pulled back. She realized what I was doing and she giggled and muttered, "Such a good boy."

Jaz writhed around on my tongue, not sure whether she wanted my tongue in her ass. Mama resumed her attack and Jaz was trapped between us. Mama had stopped fucking my cock and concentrated solely on Jaz's pussy and then pulled her tongue out and leaned to the side and mouthed a few words to me. I pulled my tongue back and prepared to push my middle finger into her anus on Mama's signal. On the count, Mama pushed her middle finger into Jaz's pussy at the same instant that I pushed into her ass. Jaz went rigid and screamed. I could feel Mama's finger flexing in Jaz's pussy. Jaz screamed again, "Oh my gawwddd, I'm cumming." Her knees buckled and I held her up with one finger in her ass and the other hand on her hip. I could feel Jaz's pussy clenching on her mother's finger. Jesus Christ, this was hot and my cock flexed hard reminding Mama where she was. She took the hint and began rocking on it again. She groaned hard.

When Jaz's orgasm subsided, we removed our fingers and she slid down my chest to come pussy to pussy with Mama. They had to manage the position of their knees and legs. Mama slid up off my cock and let it take a vertical position between their vaginas. This was a new position for me. I rocked my hips down into the chair pulling my cock down along their clits. I could see the grin on Mama's face as they pushed their pussies as close together as possible. I pushed my cock back up through the spread lips of their pussies. Jaz's pussy rode along the top half of my cock and Mama's pussy rode along the bottom. They started kissing each other and the passion grew as I picked up the pace. I reached around Jaz's body and cupped her pancake titties and then pushed further forward and lifted Mama's big tits.

All three of us were gasping for oxygen. My orgasm seemed to build from my toes. I couldn't tell what was happening with them and frankly, I didn't care. Jaz brushed my hands away from Mama's tits and hoisted them in hers. Mama returned the favor and just as my orgasm crested and started to roll over me like a tsunami, mother and daughter's embrace ended with a gasp as their backs arched away from each other.

Cum rocketed up my shaft into the space between them. My groan, "YYYUUNNGGGHHH," was followed immediately by their screams. I was three shots into my orgasm before I realized that I was getting drenched and not just from my cock. A spray arched over Jaz's shoulder into my face. She was screaming and trying to climb back up my chest to escape what was happening to her. Mama's face was calm and serene. All three of us were squirting at the same time.

I'd seen my Mom do it, so it wasn't new to me but it obviously was to Jaz. She screamed, "What's happening?" as she dug all four fingers of her right hand into her sex and furiously pawed at her clitoris. That caused her spray to turn into a solid stream that hit Mama in the face and as the power diminished, the stream dropped down Mama's chest to her lap. Mama was laughing like she was enjoying a warm summer rain, which in a sense she was. Mama's fingers had stayed away from her pussy and her squirt was a hard spray up the front of Jaz and into my face. I stuck out my tongue to catch some. Again, there was no real taste to it.

When everyone was done expelling fluids and our breathing had returned to normal, Mama pushed herself away from my softening cock and got to her feet. She was soaked from head to toes. Jaz was still disturbed by her squirt and Mama briefly explained it to her. Then Mama leaned in past Jaz's head, lying back on my shoulder and kissed me gently and said, "Thanks so much for helping Jaz get those heavy boxes up to the attic. My husband is gone a lot; could I call you if there is stuff, I need help with?" She chuckled in her throat and pulled back and examined Jaz lying back on my chest with her pussy pressed against the base of my flaccid cock with her legs splayed wide. She was soaked from head to toe too. I could feel whatever mixture of cum and squirt dripping off my glans and balls to the chair below. Neither Jaz nor Mama seemed to care about the chair.

Mama gazed down at Jaz and me and a sadness formed on her face and her eyes suddenly glistened with moisture. "I wish I could start me life over at your age. I'd do things so differently." She said nothing more and walked past us and down the hall.

Jaz and I didn't move or say anything for a few minutes. I caressed her breasts and thumbed her erect nipples and she reached down past her sex and ran her index finger up and down my flaccid cock. Before I could ask about what had just happened, Jaz said, "Yesterday, after having sex with you in the hot tub; I didn't realize that I reeked of sex when I got home." She inhaled deeply and said, "I don't smell it now either." She sniffed the air again. "Anyway, Mama sure recognized it and to make matters worse, I must have lost some of your cum when you shot in my mouth. Mama found globs of it in my hair and she tasted it. Fuck, she was really pissed off that I had gone off on the pretense of visiting June and Julie and coming home covered in cum. She threatened to tell my dad unless I got you over here in a compromised position so she could fuck you. There was no way I wanted my dad to hear anything about any of this. I'm so sorry Dex. There was nothing else I could do."

I gently kissed her neck again and she continued, "Mama has done this before with a teenage boy who lived next door. I was too young to know what was going on. Anyway, that family moved and she has become more and more sullen over the years." She turned her face up to me and smiled, "At least now, she'll be easier to live with for a while."

We both were quiet for a while as I fingered her erect nipples. She moaned softly from the contact. Then Jaz went on, "When I confessed to having sex with June and Julie's older brother, I lied about you, hoping that she wouldn't be interested. I told her that you were short and dumpy and had a very small dick." She giggled as she reminisced about the discussion. "Mama had the strangest look on her face as she contemplated the description of you. I thought for a moment that she wasn't interested and then she grinned and said, "Any young cock in the storm will do," and began choreographing exactly what she wanted me to do and when. I had no choice but go along with her plan. She didn't say anything about licking my pussy and finger-fucking me when I stood between you two. She said that was so she could steady herself by holding on to me." She giggled softly and continued, "What a naïve sap I am. I wasn't shocked. I've experimented with June and Julie for a while now. Just curious. I got an orgasm out of it." She giggled again and picked up the pace of her finger stroking along the top of my semi-erect cock. "The finger in the butt was something new. It startled me at first but then I liked it... A lot." She giggled again. I kissed her lightly on the ear and she groaned as she rolled her ass in my lap.

Jaz turned her face to me and we kissed. She said, "Thanks for being a good sport about this. This squirt thing wasn't planned and I guess I'm going to be cleaning this chair till hell freezes over." She giggled and we kissed again. Jaz went on, "I'm so envious of you and your family. I've always felt the love you have for each other." She giggled and continued, "I just didn't realize it was that kind of love." She wrapped her fingers around my hardening cock and just held it. She was quiet a moment and then said, "Well, I guess you really don't have to worry about me blabbing about you and your mom after seeing me and mine." I had already figured that part out.

Before she even moved, I knew we were going to go again. The only question was how. Jaz pulled her legs up and rolled on to her side with her face tucked into my neck. She said, "That position you had with your mom when we came into her bedroom. You were fucking her ass? Right?" I nodded. "Can we try that now?"