Immediately after their first lovemaking session, a son and his mother call their spouses to join.
“It’s a surprise,” Brian was telling Sherry.
I could not believe this was happening. My son was on the phone talking to his wife. He was inviting her over for “a surprise”. The surprise would be more than I believed she could handle. Brian was going to tell her that he and I had sex last night. Then he would tell her that the masked man she fucked last night was actually his father, my husband Tom.
My husband and I have been swingers for years. Coincidentally, last night we came across my son and his wife at one of our parties. Since it was a Halloween party, all of us were in masks. We let things progress and the two of us actually had sex with my son and daughter-in-law.
This morning my son Brian accidentally found my costume on the floor of my bedroom. It was the costume of the masked woman he had sex with last night. His realization led to immediate sexual fulfillment. The two of us made passionate love this morning. This was so wonderful, as opposed to the negative response that could’ve easily ensued. I was so happy. I had just experienced what was probably the greatest lovemaking session I’ve ever had.
But now I hesitated about surprising his wife with such news. To expect my daughter-in-law Sherry to take all this news at once, and do so favorably, now seemed doubtful. I realized we needed to re-approach this.
Just as my hesitancy reached its peak, my son hung up the phone.
“This won’t work,” I told him.
“Sure it will, Mom,” Brian tried to convince me. “We’ve been swinging for a while with friends of ours. She enjoys being with women and threesomes have worked before.”
“Not with her mother-in-law, dumb shit!” I had to wake him out of his stupor.
Suddenly I saw the realization on his face. “Oh shit, you’re right.” the silence seemed to last forever.
“Now what?” He asked.
“I think we can still make this happen,” I started to explain my new plan, “but we need to have it like last night.”
Brian thought about it for a minute. I knew what he was thinking. Last night he fucked his own mother right in front of his wife and father. At the time, his father was actually deep inside his wife. Yet the whole time he was unaware of the circumstances. He was only swinging with the masked couple that they just met.
I thought back to what Tom and I were experiencing last night. Both of us knew exactly who our partners were. There was definite hesitancy, but the thrill of the incestuous nature overruled. For Tom, I think a lot of it was the fact that our daughter in law is one hot number and a fraction of his age. I know he enjoyed fucking her, and we talked about it last night. For me, the experience of being with my son has now proven to be greater than anything I’ve ever felt.
Last night Tom and I discussed Brian and I as a sexual couple at length. Tom found it to be quite a turn on that I seduced our own son. The two of us even hinted that sometime we might like to try to experience what now Brian and I were hopeful for. Tom wanted to be with Sherry again, but we always discuss doing so as couples. So I knew we needed Tom to make this happen.
“Let me call your father,” I quietly whispered as I moved forward and seductively kissed my son’s neck. I worked my kisses slowly up behind his ear.
I elaborated as my tongue flicked his earlobe, “the three of us can convince her. I know she enjoyed last night. We just need to remind her of that. It will take all three of us together to do so.”
“But what will he think about us?” Brian asked.
“Like I said, we talked about it a lot last night,” I candidly told my son, “the whole concept turns him on. He told me how he fantasized about his mother routinely while growing up.”
I’m not so sure that helped. It dawned on me that now Brian was picturing his father with his grandmother. Obviously not the most stimulating image for me to put in his head.
I continued, “more importantly, I need to be honest with him. It’s one thing we’ve always discussed as we are with other people. As long as we are open and honest it should work out okay. We’ve always said no secrets.”
Brian relented. He turned his head and kissed me deeply. I felt his tongue move throughout my mouth, and once again I was on fire and ready for action. As our lips separated, he shook his head in the affirmative.
“You’re right,” he said, “she actually did comment how good it was last night.”
I knew it had to be hard for him to say that out loud. When Tom and I are with other couples we make sure to talk about it to each other and usually hearing each other’s descriptions will turn the other one on. Some of our best and most erotic sessions have been while we were telling each other how good it was with someone else earlier in the evening.
So I imagined that if my son Brian and his wife Sherry were the same, then both of them knew exactly how much she enjoyed fucking his father last night. Now he was going to relinquish his wife to his father once again. It had to be hard.
I had to put the situation back into perspective for him, “think about it,” I elaborated on my full plan. “We need to get your father here first so the three of us can convince Sherry. We also have to explain you and me to your father as well. I know it will be easier to explain our relationship to your father if he knows he’s minutes away from the thrill he had last night.”
“Go ahead and call dad,” he told me as he abruptly kissed me one last time, “let me call Sherry again and tell her to just show up at 1 o’clock.”
I looked at the clock and couldn’t believe it was noon already. Brian and I had spent the whole morning together. An hour could work. Tom would have to leave his golf game now but if I told him why he would have no problem leaving early.
“Let me get your father off the course,” I told Brian as I slipped away from him to grab my own cell phone.
I still was shaking with excitement. In fact, now I was even more excited because of the complete openness and honesty. Honesty has been the staple for Tom and I throughout our swinging experiences.
I now was going to get to tell my husband to hurry home so he could once again fuck his cute daughter-in-law’s pussy. My own pussy was dripping thinking about it because I wanted him to share her with me. There is no doubt about how fucking hot she really was and how bad I really wanted her. Luckily, shortly after 1 o’clock I hopefully would have her.
***
“So, what is so important?” Tom asked after walking through the door.
I was on the sofa in my bathrobe. Brian sat across the room in the easy chair looking anything but easy. I beckoned for my husband to join me on the sofa.
Tom sat next to me and was about to ask again when my actions instantly quieted him. I reached beside the sofa and pulled up the Catwoman costume from last night.
Tom instantly turned toward Brian, “shit, Brian, it all happened so fast…”
“It’s all right, dad,” Brian interrupted him, “it took me a second but I quickly understood. More than you can imagine.”
I grabbed Tom’s hand and turned his face toward mine. I looked him in the eyes and whispered, “Brian and I made love again this morning.”
His look was a bit confused and I helped him clarify the chain of events.