The MILF Next Door: Part 5Jane Meets MumBy barry240646 - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
I was still laying on my side facing her laying on her back, and she reached up, locked her arms around my neck and pulled my face down on to her face. We kissed. A long kiss.A kiss long enough for my right leg to spread her legs apart. Long enough for me to straddle her right leg and then get both of my legs between hers. Long enough for me to position myself so the tip of my cock was touching her pussy. She was gripping me so tight around my neck and forcing my mouth down on to hers.After a while, I reached up and pulled her arms from around my neck. I started to kiss her neck. I slowly worked my way down to her right breast and ran my tongue in circles around the nipple, which was hard and prominent. She really did have large hard nipples when aroused.I gradually began to ease my body down her body, kissing as many square inches as I could. I licked her belly button. I kissed down lower. I felt her tense up in expectation. She now knew definitively exactly what I was planning to do. When my tongue found her bush, she opened her thighs, raised her knees and put her heels on to the back of my bum. I had inches to go to get to her vagina.I raised my head and let my thumbs explore her bush and find her outer lips. I rubbed up and down each lip with each thumb, and she moaned gently and rocked her head from side to side. My thumbs parted her lips and exposed her clit and then I sucked it into my mouth and teased it with my tongue.Holding her clit with my lips, I rubbed two fingers on to her inner lips and felt the moisture seeping out. Her head was still rolling from side to side, and she was making a gentle guttural sound. I felt she was moist enough and slowly penetrated her with the two fingers. Moving forwards, then backwards not quite as much, my fingers gradually invaded her most personal space. I curled my fingers and went to search out her magic spot.I knew fireworks would go off as soon as I touched it. This was the fourth woman I had made love to, and the only sexually innocent one of them. I found the spot. I was in no doubt about finding it, as when I did, we levitated above the bed. We were flying over a whole new world and there was not a magic carpet in sight!I rubbed her gently, then gradually applied more pressure as I rubbed. Her pussy was filling up with her juices, and I used my mouth and tongue to trap and enjoy as much of those juices as I could.Her thighs squeezed my waist, she was kicking my bum. She was hanging on to my neck as if to avoid a mile-high drop! She was having her first climax. I didn't stop, just rubbed gentler and let her calm down, before building up again. Soon after, she was having her second climax.I was on a roll. She was rocking and rolling, taking me with her through her thigh grip of me. We kept lifting up as she climaxed, which she did a third time. Then in a breathless voice, I heard “Mark, my love, please, please let me rest a moment.”I withdrew my hand. I got on my elbows and knees and advanced up her body until my mouth reached her lips. We kissed, and her tongue tasted her juices for the first time. As we broke the kiss, I glanced at the clock. 10 p.m.She unwrapped her arms and I rolled on to my left side, and kissed each nipple lovingly. She smiled. It was a gorgeous smile of complete self-satisfaction. Alice in Wonderland's Cheshire Cat would have looked pouty by comparison.After a long warm smile, and a kissing motion towards me with her lips, she said “So that's what sex is supposed to feel like?”I grinned back. “That's only the appetizer. We have just under two hours to serve the main course.”“Do we have any wine left?”“Yes, some in the glasses and probably one small glass each in the bottle.”“Pour it all into the glasses. please.”I got off the bed and freshened the glasses and brought them over. She took hers and half-emptied it on the first swig, “I needed that,” she said, her cheeky grin back on her face.“Maybe we should save what's left for midnight,” I said.“I'll let you into a secret. I was so convinced you were the right person to be my first real lover, I bought two bottles, so we have plenty to celebrate with.”“In that case…..” we clinked glasses and emptied them.I rolled on to her again, and we exchanged gentle short kisses and smiles. She was resting her arms lightly on my back, and between each kiss, I slightly adjusted my position. After about 10 kisses, the tip of my cock was nestling between her inner lips once more. Then, with each kiss, I would press it gently against her, penetrating just a fraction of an inch, and then withdrawing. Gradually I felt her moisture on my tip.A gentle, slightly husky voice said, as we broke a kiss, “Please, take me now.”Without saying a word, each time I thrust gently forward, I then stayed there. And so gradually, her inner lips were parted by my cock and it began to enter her. Again her thighs opened and her legs wrapped around me. We took our time, but eventually I could advance no further. Our pubic bones were in contact, my balls in contact with her. We lay still, like that, for a while.Then I started to rock forwards and backwards on her, lifting my body weight on my elbows. Her expression softened and her blues eyes gazed right at me. Her tongue ran around her lips. I stuck my tongue out and licked the tip of her nose, and she smiled and lifted her head to lick mine.And that was when my own needs took over. My thrusting picked up steam. My thrusts got longer as I withdrew more and then thrust forcefully back. Each time I thrust forward, her hips came up to meet me. Her thighs were up and around my hips. All attempts at gentle seduction were gone; this was pure animal rutting. This was total lust on both our parts.Under me, I could hear her saying “Oh, Yes! Oh Yes!” and then “Come for me, Come in me, please. Now!”And as if on command my body erupted my juices into her, deep inside her, our pubic bones crushing against each other. Almost as soon as I came, I felt her body respond back. Jane came again. Not as extremely as before, but definitely she came and she felt it and it was wonderful.I know because immediately after she told me. “Oh my God, I came again. it was not as strong, but it felt wonderful.”We lay there, me still buried in her to the limit. Then she unwound her legs from around me, and I rolled off her. I looked at the clock. It was 11:10 p.m.“Well, Cinderella,” I said, “you've got 50 minutes to spare.”“Well, at least as I am naked, I don't have to worry about my dress turning into rags!”“So, can I say what I want to happen now?” I asked.“Of course, sweetheart.”“I want us to drink the wine, snuggling on the sofa, completely naked, in our post-coital bliss. I want you to get used to being naked with me, not embarrassed in any way about your body. If you mean it about my Mum, nudity is a big part of it.”She got out the new bottle, and we poured two glasses and sat on the sofa. I twisted so I could put my left arm around her, and we stared at the rug and sat quietly, for a while.The clock on her mantle reached midnight, and almost as if that was a cue, she looked at me.“How far away is your Mum?”“About 60 miles, why?”“Well, now I realize just what I have been missing over the past three years, what my cousin robbed me off, I want to make up for lost time. I can't be your girlfriend without, a, knowing if I am a lesbian rather than a hetero, and, b, can your Mum and I share when it comes to you.”“I see. We'll have to leave it until about 9 a.m. to phone her to ask if it's okay to go home. No point in going if she and Julie have something planned, or she has a date, or something.”“Would you take me if it's possible?”“Yes, but I need to know one thing. Are you ready on a first trip to be involved in a threesome with my Mum and I?”“I am open to anything. A threesome, a foursome with your neighbor. Watching you with your Mum, or just me with your Mum. I am willing to try anything. Maybe it's because I'm scared of losing my nerve. Or maybe, just maybe,” she said with that cheeky grin, “I'm just a nymphomaniac.”I groaned. “Oh dear, two nymphomaniacs in my life!”“Two? Who's the other?”So as we sat there, naked, sipping wine, I told her all about Carol downstairs. All she said at the end was “That could be interesting in the future, now let's get some sleep.”I called Mum around 9 from my room. Jane had wanted to shower, and so did I, and there was no way to put two people in those shower cabinets and have them properly wash themselves. Cuddle in a shower, maybe, but properly cleanse ourselves, no way.So after my shower and while drying off in my robe, I called home. Mum was not going anywhere special, and when I told her the whole story about Jane, she was totally willing to let Jane explore her sexual inclinations with her and I.“Shall I warn Julie to be on standby?” she asked.“You could, but warn her it's nothing personal if it doesn't happen.”So at 9:30 we were in Mama's restaurant down the road, having breakfast. “Does having sex all night always make you this hungry?” asked Jane, and I pointed we didn't do it all night.“I shall bear that in mind when we do,” said Jane, with a grin. “Maybe prepare bedside snacks.” She was dressed in a skinny rib sleeveless top and a pair of jeans that looked as though they were painted on. “Like them? I bought them on Thursday.” In response, I just said “I'm sure the Pope would love them. Could ruin all his vows seeing you dressed like that.” Jane smiled, looking proud of herself.By 11:30 a.m. we were pulling up in Mum's driveway. Coincidentally, Julie was just getting out of her car, and waved “Hello” but didn't come over. That told me Mum had already filled Julie in on what was happening.We went indoors and Mum and I hugged, and kissed on the lips. The Mum turned to Jane, who was about to say “Hello, Mrs. Johnson,” when Mum interrupted her with “The name's Barbara, and if you want to get to know me well, you'd better call me that!” She gave Jane a knowing look, and Jane looked at me and back to her and laughed.“I have a pot of coffee made, so come through to the kitchen and have it while it's fresh, and we can talk.”Coffee poured, we sat around the kitchen table. “Nice house,” said Jane.“Thank you, we think it is. However, Julie next door has a pool, and even though we are into late September, it's still warm enough to use. Do you like to skinny dip?”“To be honest, I have never tried it. Until I met your son, I hid anything to do with my body from sight, and treated sex like a fatal contagious disease.”“Oh, my dear, what a pity, and such a beautiful girl you are too. It's just that Julie has offered us the use of her pool, and said she may join us if she was back.”“She's back” I said.Mum smiled. “Well if she's back I guess it's time for me to change from Mum to Barbara.”I laughed. “You make it seem like Superman changing in a phone box!”Jane laughed too. “Mark's already explained the name rules,” she said.So when coffee was finished, we wandered over to Julie's and Barbara started to strip off. As soon as she was naked, she dived in. I was amazed when Jane actually beat me into the water, and quite shocked when I realized she was not wearing a bra under the sweater. No wonder it fitted her curves so naturally. A couple of minutes later there was another splash as Julie, also naked, dived in.Julie swam over to me and hugged me, her breasts squashed against me, and then turned to Jane and said' I'm Julie.“"I guessed that,” said Jane before allowing Julie to hug her too. Yet another surprise as to how far Jane had travelled in her sexuality in such a short time. A week ago she was hiding in her baggy clothes, and now we were lovers skinny dipping with my mother and a sexy MILF.After about half an hour, Barbara and Julie got out of the pool and started to dry each other off, as well as wrapping their hair in towels. Jane looked at me, and beckoned with her head for me to follow her, and swam to the edge of the pool. She pulled herself out, wrapped a towel around her head and stood there naked holding another one. As I climbed out, she started to rub me down. As soon as she was finished, I got another dry towel and dried her off. Barbara and Julie were heading for Julie's kitchen with just the towels on their heads, otherwise naked, so Jane shrugged off my offer to wrap a towel around her. “When in Rome,” she said.We went into the living room, and Julie sat down in an armchair, her legs apart. Barbara sat on the sofa and beckoned for Jane to join her. I took the other armchair. Jane looked at Julie's trimmed vagina, where, given her splayed legs, the fact it was trimmed and hairless around the actual pussy was clearly obvious. She looked over at Barbara, and saw she was completely hairless down there.She laughed. “I never thought I would be sitting in a room of naked people and feel overdressed,” she said.Julie stood up. “Come with me” she said. Fifteen minutes or so later, Jane and she returned. the towels on both of their heads gone. Jane had a very sexy blonde landing strip - a darker blonde than her head, but still blonde - but all around her actual pussy lips was neatly trimmed like Julie's.She stood in front of me, and showed me. I was almost dumbfounded by how self-confident Jane had become in just a week. She had gone from not touching even her own body to touching mine, and parading herself naked in front of two older MILFs, not to mention having sex.Jane sat down again next to Barbara, who by now had shed the towel on her head. Julie sat the other side of Jane, and on an unspoken cue, both MILFs turned to Jane and started sucking on her breasts, one each.Jane's head lolled back on the sofa, and the Cheshire Cat Grin was all over her face. Julie pulled Jane's thighs apart, and started rubbing and tapping Jane's clit, very fast, at the same time both breasts were being sucked off and bitten. I could see Jane's body tensing and starting to shake as her internal sensations were building, and then after several minutes of this treatment she let out a high-pitched sound that was not quite a scream of pleasure, and ejaculated a whole load of juices from her pussy all over Julie's hand.Julie beckoned for me to cross over to her, and had me kneel in front of her. “Eat me,” she ordered. I did, naturally. As I did, I felt Barbara get off the sofa, and as I stole a look to my right, there she was, knelt between Jane's knees, sucking and licking her pussy like cleaning ice cream off a plate. Both Barbara and I could hear the groans of the two building towards climaxes.When all of this flurry of activity was over, Julie went into the kitchen and brought back glasses and a bottle of nicely chilled Chardonnay. We drank a toast to Jane and the beginning of a full life as a woman. Later, we dressed so we could go back to Mum's. Once home, Mum said, “I take it you want to sleep in your own room with Jane?”I looked at Jane, who looked at Mum, and said, “Maybe we should all sleep in your room, let's see how it goes. I can sleep with Mark any time as we live in the same house!” And she flashed me her now familiar cheeky grin.Mum laughed and said that would be okay too. Then she announced that a little later we would, the three of us, go out for supper, as she didn't feel like cooking and she wanted to save her energy for the evening, anyway, and we all knew what that meant.So we sat around for a couple of hours just chatting, and Mum and Jane seemed to hit it off really well. After a great deal of discussion we went to a steak house, and had, unsurprisingly, steaks, with salad and fries. And red wine, of course; a nice Malbec. Returning home, Mum went up to her room, and Jane and I lay on the sofa and kissed, her laying across my lap like last night.Mum called down to us, and we went up to find her completely naked, and candles lit all around her room. Some were scented, and so it smelled of flowers and the fresh air of mountains, and was quite relaxing. Mum stood in front of Jane and undressed her, which didn't take long as it was only the skinny-rib sweater, the jeans and her panties.Then the pair of them undressed me. Mum let Jane pull down my briefs, releasing my already engorged cock.“Have you sucked him yet?” asked Barbara.Jane shook her head, so Barbara said “Let me show you.”She held my cock at the base with one hand to hold it out in front of me, then pulled the foreskin down with the other. Then she started to lick the tip of my mushroom head, and to swirl her tongue around it like it was an ice-cream cone She let go of the base of my cock and held my balls and gently squeezed them. I could feel my legs getting a bit jelly like, but then she stopped.“Now you try.”Jane knelt down in front of me, and repeated the process. She had not used her mouth on me up to this point, although when I first got naked the night before, she had touched my cock. She didn't have the confidence of Barbara, at least not yet, but she was gentle and it felt really good. When she squeezed my balls, that was firm and yet just painful enough to be erotic.“What if he comes in my mouth?”“Oh, that's okay. It won't poison you. Not all women like it, but I personally love it. And it's a way of having sex during those not so pleasant days of the month.”“You mean like next week?” asked Jane.“Thanks for the warning” I said.Jane went back to sucking me, but after a few minutes, Barbara stopped her. “Save his juices for later,” she said. Looking at me, Barbara asked “So what positions have you tried?”“Just missionary,” I said.“Missionary? Is that a Papal position?” asked Jane giggling.“Not quite,” said Barbara, smiling. “Let's show you Cowgirl.” And with that, Barbara straddled me, grabbed my penis, and lowered herself on to it. She dropped all the way down, and started riding me. Jane watched, enthralled.Before I could cum, Barbara stopped and looked at Jane. “Want to try it?”She was about to say something, but instead broke out laughing, and I said “Is the Pope Catholic?” and laughed with her. The Pope was having a sex life he knew absolutely nothing about.Barbara guided her on to my penis and she started to ride. “One nice thing about this position, Jane, is that you are in control. You can stop and start to suit you, and to drive your lover into a state of frustration. You can lean forward a bit so he can play with your breasts, or lay down on him and kiss him. And he can reach your clit and play with it,” as I obligingly demonstrated.As I rubbed her clit, Jane threw her head back and exclaimed “I think we will be using this one again!” She kept riding me.Barbara straddled my head and lowered her already moist pussy on to my mouth. I could tell as her weight shifted and the sound of Jane's moans changed that they were kissing, and I guessed Barbara was playing with Jane's breasts, if they were not playing with each other's.Jane's riding got more and more energetic, and before too long, all three of us had a climax. I think Jane came first, but between her and I, it was close. She rolled off me, and soon after, Barbara got off me and we lay on our backs, Jane in the middle.All went quite for a while. Jane held hands with us both, one of our hands in each of hers, and after taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out, said “Next time I go home, I think I will kill my cousin…”“Do you think he is worth the hassle?” I asked.“It's what he deserves for depriving me of one of life's greatest pleasures for so long.”Barbara said “He isn't worth the trouble of going to prison for. You should simply take Mark home with you and let your cousin know what might have been his if his brain was half the size of his prick.”Jane laughed. Considering she was laughing about the cousin who had betrayed her and raped her, it was real progress. She snuggled up into my side, and with a Walton's style round of “Good Nights” we fell asleep.The following morning, Jane and I awoke in Barbara's bed. We smiled at each other and kissed. I hugged her close. Barbara was still asleep.“I need to ask. Are you okay with this sudden change of direction in your life? Going from a fear of sex to a surfeit of it? I will understand if you want to distance yourself while you have your period, to rethink everything that has happened.”“I will distance myself to the extent of not having sex with you until next weekend. But it's just a hiatus. And no, generally I am glad that with your help, and your other lovers' help, I have learned to enjoy the oldest pleasure known to people.The funny thing about my cousin was, up until him raping me, I had a crush on him. He could have had me, my virginity and all, if he had just asked nicely. And the fact that you were nice to me without even asking for sex, that blew me away.”“I didn't ask, doesn't mean I didn't want.”She kissed my nose. “I know, silly, but you were nice simply because you are nice. That's what I meant.”We got out of bed without waking Barbara and wrapped towels around us, checked the pathway between the houses and dashed into Julie's back garden and leapt in the pool. It was early and although the pool was heated, it still had a chilly edge to it. We hugged naked in the middle of the pool.“I think I want you to take me, next summer, to a nudist beach. What do you think?”“From what I've heard, most people on a nudist beach should stay dressed.”“Yes, but that doesn't apply to us, does it? We are beautiful naked!”That I couldn't argue with. But the fact she was talking about next summer? What might that mean, long term?We swam, then wrapped ourselves in the towels and ran back home. Mum was preparing breakfast. After breakfast we set off back to the house. We walked in and in front of my door, Jane kissed me. “My woman's thing has just started, so this is your last pashy kiss for a while. See you tomorrow in Civics.”Then she kissed me again, a nice long kiss. Just as she broke it, Carol came out of her room. She just stood and watched. Jane broke the kiss, said “Thanks for everything, see you tomorrow afternoon,” and turned to run upstairs. “Oh, hi,” she said to Carol, and was gone.Carol looked at me, and then the retreating Jane, then back to me, and smiled. “Glad to see your weekend wasn't wasted in my absence,” she said. Then she went out the front door.I was beginning to get the feeling life was going to get complicated..Back at University, this was Jane's ‘lady week' so I saw her in class and part of one evening as we worked on a project, but no romantic activity. I was thinking I was getting more and more romantically inclined toward her, but she made her attitude plain.To her, I was the only guy she had sex with at the moment, as no-one else had demonstrated the right, but she was not prepared to be exclusive, nor was she prepared to rule out having a girl-friend.Thursday night I got a mysterious text from Mum. “Can you come home alone after classes tomorrow for the weekend?” No please or thank you. No explanation of the cause of the drama. So on Friday, I drove Jane back to the house as I stopped in to pick up some clothes. She kissed me good-bye in a nice but not passionate way, and I was on my way home. “Give my love to your Mum”, she said.I got home and Mum had a plate of spaghetti Bolognese ready. As I ate she filled me in. Julie's daughter, who I thought was about 26 was actually 30, and had just found out her husband of 5 years, and longer than that as her partner, had come out as gay and as a cross-dresser, and was considering transitioning to a woman. This weekend she was leaving the marital home and moving back in with Julie, and I was wanted to drive a white panel van, and help load it of course, to help move the stuff.So as a result, we were up early Saturday and off to Donna's place, about two hours away. It took a couple of hours or so to pack the van, another two hours to drive back, and around an hour to unload, as she was not yet bothering to unpack anything but clothes. Julie's house was four-bedroomed, so clothes went in Donna's old room, the rest, still packed, into the other two.To be continued…By barry240646 for Literotica
