He scooted down to the foot of the bed. I watched him between the beds as he began to grab his clothes and dress. I arose after he pulled his underwear to his hips and sat back down on the bed. I went behind him and ran my hand over his back and around his shoulder. I moved in close and whispered.
“Thank you Sub Zero. Maybe next Halloween you can satisfy this pussy again,” my Catwoman voice was pretty damn sexy I thought to myself.
Brian confirmed this immediately because he turned his head and kissed me. He kissed me deeply, passionately. His mask was awkward, and yet still it was amazing. Now I truly did regret our previous position and that we were not doing more. I felt more within my body following his kiss than I had the whole night. This is so impressive because tonight was one of the most amazing sexual experiences of my life. This young man of mine definitely was leaving me wanting more.
Our lips slowly parted and he arose. He put on his shirt, carefully leaving his mask on. His beautiful wife was now dressed and the two of them were obviously ready to go.
Tom grabbed Sherry and pulled her close. He whispered in her ear and I saw her nod yes. He raised her veil and the two of them kissed sensually. Again, the masks made it a bit awkward. Nevertheless, I was stimulated. Like Brian and I, this final kiss of theirs was more sensual than anything the two of them experienced earlier.
As she grabbed her husband’s hand, I watched the two of them start to walk away. I so badly wanted to just rip my mask off. Yet I knew there was too much risk. Everything had been wonderful. Everyone enjoyed and benefited from the masks – especially Tom and I for obvious reasons.
“Next Halloween then,” Tom said reassuringly.
Everyone nodded yes and it was obvious there was a sense of relief for all.
I then watched my son and his wife walk through the room and out the door. It was an amazing experience. I wondered what it would have been like if Brian knew who he was with. Would he want to sleep with his own mother? I was anxious to talk to Tom and find out everything he was thinking and share my feelings as well.
The rest of the night Tom and I loved each other and lay naked in each other’s arms. We discussed the night and what could possibly happen in the future in regards to sex with the kids. The experience allowed us to share so much with each other and be so open. I explained to him how much I wanted to actually make love to Brian. Tom was not jealous. Instead he was almost relieved because he could openly admit he felt the same way when he was with Sherry.
As I said, my son definitely left me wanting more with our final kiss. Little did I know my wait would not be long…
The Day After
A son discovers the masked woman he made love to the night before was in fact his own mother.
“I’ll see you late afternoon,” Tom said as he kissed me on the cheek.
He was already out of bed, showered, and leaving for the golf course. I heard the alarm go off I half hour earlier, but fell immediately asleep once again. His kiss on my cheek did wake me for the second time this morning.
“Bye Hun,” I quietly uttered.
I heard him exit the room, and less than a minute later I heard the garage door close. I laid there with my eyes closed debating whether or not to sleep longer. My husband Tom and I had been up at least till 3 AM. We have not made love that many times or that enthusiastically since we were first married.
I tried to go back to sleep, but instead I kept thinking about last night. Many of my thoughts were of Tom and how happy I was that the night had rekindled our sexual desires. But I also was thinking about how exciting and wonderful it was to have sex with my son Brian.
As we have in the past, Tom and I went to one of our “swinger” parties. Since it was Halloween, we dressed in costume. I was in the full Catwoman costume and Tom went as Batman. Shortly after arriving, my son and his wife entered in Mortal Combat costumes including full masks. They did not recognize us; but we had seen their costumes earlier in the evening at home.
When they approached us I was about to inform them of our identity. And yet my husband Tom squeezed my hand tight and let the charade continue. Before I knew it we were in our hotel room with them. In no time, Tom was making love to our daughter-in-law Sherry while in the other bed my son was giving me multiple orgasms in the most amazing lovemaking session of my life.
As I lie in bed this morning I thought about it and I could feel the dampness in my pussy. I rolled over on my back and moved my hand down my belly. Within seconds my fingers were under the elastic of my panties and I started to rub my clit. I thought about Brian and how exciting it was as he totally explored my body. I imagined once again his cock entering my pussy as I slipped two fingers deep inside me. I could hear the increased moisture as my fingers started moving in and out.
Normally when I masturbate it can take 10-15 minutes for me to orgasm. I felt my first shiver already with this initial penetration. I started to move my fingers in and out several times slowly. As I did this, I used my other hand to raise my night gown completely up near my neck. I had no bra on, so I was easily able to use this left-hand to pinch my right nipple. It quickly intensified my sensation.
I thought about stopping completely. I thought about hesitating so that the feeling could last longer. But neither option seemed viable. Instead, I quickly removed my fingers and began to stroke my clit back and forth. I knew that within minutes I was going to come. I didn’t care. In fact I was hoping it would be sooner.
My prediction was right. As I continued to twist my nipple I rapidly moved from side to side and felt the orgasm coming. Seconds later the unbelievable rush came through my body and I wished that I could grab hold of Brian like I did last night. His body felt so wonderful. His penis felt so wonderful inside of me. Last night there was some regret; but during this fantasy I had no hesitation. I openly and wantonly wanted my son once again.
The quivering decreased and my breathing returned to normal. I slowly let go of my nipples and reluctantly removed my fingers from between my legs. It was time to start my day officially; but what a great way to kick it off.
I sat up slowly and took another deep breath. I could see myself in the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed. My hair was a mess and my face was flushed. I wasn’t wearing makeup and yet I still looked pretty good. I still wasn’t finding much motivation for the day and thought maybe overall I would just take it easy. Tom was gone golfing all day and I didn’t have much that really needed to be done around the house.
With that, I knew the Sunday paper was waiting. I had to make a quick stop into the bathroom. As I stood at the foot of the bed I was directly in front of the mirror, and I once again looked at myself. I definitely did not look as good as I did the night before in the Catwoman costume. Without the right bra, my 34 C breasts were now hanging a little lower than when I’m out in public. The costume itself gave me even more lift and showed off the cleavage that I have in most cases. My current nightgown was definitely low-cut and simply because of my breast size I still had quite a bit of cleavage.
Even without makeup I still consider myself pretty good-looking. Tom always confirmed that thought and at the many parties we have attended the men always seem to be more than willing to join us. My shoulder length auburn hair was definitely a mess this morning. I ran my fingers through it a couple times. At least it was presentable for my own sake. I really didn’t care as I had no plans.
I headed to the master bath and stepped over our costumes from the night before. I thought about picking them up off the floor and properly hanging them in the closet. Now that I was standing up, my bladder didn’t want to wait much longer. Several minutes later and I was relieved completely in so many ways and anxious for that 1st cup of coffee. I stepped over the costumes as I made my way to the kitchen for that first dose of caffeine.