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 I do not know what to do with my son, Simon.  I have sat down and talked to
him several times, I have tried to make him join local sport club and have
even asked him to bring his friends home, but to no avail.

   Apart from going to school, he hardly ever goes out.  All he does the
whole day is watch TV or surf the internet.  I'm not even sure he has any
friends.  The irritating part is that he doesn't have to be like that. 
He's 5'10 with broad shoulders, strong, athlete-like legs, and long wavy
black hair.  His deep-blue eyes, sharp features, and thick lips remind me
of his father, who died when Simon was two years old.

   I have done everything possible to make him go out, make friends, and
behave like a normal person, but he stubbornly remains a shy, introvert,
and lonely boy.  His aloofness wasn't hurting his grades, which were pretty
good, but I knew it would hurt him later on, both professionally and
personally.  I knew I had to do something, not only for his sake but also
because his lack of personality was worrying me a lot.

   When he came out of his room for breakfast, I went and sat down at the
table and decided to have a chat with him.

   I said: "Your sixteenth birthday is coming, do you have any plans?"

   He said: "What do you mean?"

   "Do you want to celebrate it with your friends?  You can have a party
here or wherever you want.  I'll stay at Janice's (my sister's) place if
you want to have it here."

   "No, I don't want any party or anything."

   "Well, at least, you can invite some of your friends?"

   "No.  It's okay."

   With that he got up, grabbed the sandwich and went to school.  In the
evening, I tried to talk to him again, but he just wasn't interested, so I
left him to his laptop.

   The next day was a Saturday and, after much persuasion, he agreed to
visit Janice with me.  Janice has a son who is one year younger than Simon,
but Simon doesn't talk to him much either.

   When we reached Janice's house, her face lit up with a smile and,
extending her arms, she embraced us in a tight hug.  Her husband, Graham,
was out on work, but Kevin, my nephew, was there.

   All of us went and sat down in the living room.  I and Simon sat down on
the couch opposite Janice, while Kevin sat next to his mom, who had
apparently just come out of shower because her long, black hair were still
wet.

   She was wearing a white shirt and green short shorts, which matched her
big, green eyes.  The soft skin of her long legs was glowing and her
shapely thighs were looking exquisite.  The top two buttons of her shirt
were open and her lovely cleavage was clearly visible.  She was wearing a
red bra and that was making her well-shaped breasts look more beautiful.

   I was talking to Janice when I thought I saw Kevin, who was sitting with
one arm over the couch and his face toward his mom, take a fast peek at his
mom's cleavage.  At first, I thought he was just looking her, but then I
again saw him admiring the beauty of her breasts.

   Now, Janice has always believed in wearing less is better.  She has
always flaunted her body.  She enjoyed showing off her assets and never
felt any shame, not even in front of our dad or brother.  Her lack of shame
and guilt had even impressed my husband, who used to pester me to dress
like Janice.

   I knew that Kevin must have seen his mom's cleavage, and a lot more,
hundreds of times, so his trying to peek at her breasts was a bit
surprising.  Maybe, he just couldn't get enough of them.  But before I
could understand his curiosity, Kevin's phone rang and he told us that he
was going out to meet his friends.  I asked Simon to go with him, but he
refused.

   So, I told Simon to sit there and watch TV, while I and Janice went and
lay down in her room.

   She asked me about Simon, and I told her that I have tried everything
but he doesn't either go out or bring his friends home.  We talked about
him for around ten minutes, and then Janice said: "Do you think he likes
guys?"

   I said: "I don't know.  I don't know if he has any friend, girl or boy.
I've never even found any porn in his room.  I don't know what's wrong with
him."

   She said: "You have been worrying about him for years.  It's time to
find out one way or the other.  Just sit here and we will find out."

   She called Simon and asked him to come inside the room.  I was lying on
the bed, with my head resting against the wall, while she was sitting on
it, with her face toward me.

   When she heard him coming, she hurriedly opened the third button of her
shirt, exposing both her shoulders and good part of her breasts and red
bra.

   She asked him to massage her shoulders as they were paining a lot.  At
first, he hesitated but when I stared at him, he went and stood behind her
and started rubbing her naked shoulders.

   Both of us were hoping that he would at least try to look at her
half-exposed breasts, but he made no such attempt and kept looking
straight. After about five minutes, Janice motioned me with her eyes
whether he was watching her and when I motioned back that he wasn't, she
slid back a little and placed her head on his stomach and her back against
his crotch.

   He continued rubbing her shoulders and neck but, after five minute, she
told him she was fine and he can go back to watching TV.

   As soon as he was out of the room, she looked down her breasts and said:
"These babies can make even a dead man rise up.  Sarah, your son is either
gay or there's something seriously wrong with him."

   With that she buttoned up her shirt and lay down on the bed.  After
lunch, Simon and I came back to our house.

   For one whole week, I kept on pestering him to go out and make friends,
play some sport or plan his birthday party, but he stayed cooped up inside
the house.

   On Sunday evening, I got dressed and told him that I was going out and
he shouldn't wait for me for dinner.

   He said: "Where are you going?"

   "I'm going out with a man for dinner."

   As soon as I said that, his face became red with anger and he started
staring at me, but I ignored his stare and went out.

   Last night, I had planned this move and this was having the exact effect
I had wanted.  He was now jealous and that would either bring him closer to
me or push him more into his shell.  I was betting and hoping for the
former.

   I went and met an old friend and stayed with her until late evening and
came back home at night.  When I came back, he was in his room, but he
looked at me suspiciously in the morning.

   In the evening, I again got dressed and went out after telling him that
I was going on a date.  And this I repeated for the next four days.  By
Saturday, he was really angry at me and in the afternoon told me that he
was missing me a lot and that I have forgotten him.

   I said: "Honey, I haven't forgotten you, but you stay cooped up all the
time and I can't stay in the house the whole day."

   He said: "I can go out."

   "Okay, then.  Let's go out in the evening."

   He said: "Where?"

   "Anywhere.  Movies, bowling, anywhere."

   He sat there thinking, so I said: "See, you don't want to go out.  Now,
a guy wants to go out with me, so I'll go out with him."

   He again stared at me and said: No.  I'll go out with you."

   "Okay, we will watch some movie together in the evening."

   Later, both of us got dressed and went out for a movie and dinner and
the whole evening was fabulous.  After a long time we enjoyed together,
laughed and had a really great time.

   The next day was a Sunday, and we went bowling in the afternoon and had
delicious Thai food in the evening.

   When we were coming back from dinner, he asked me whether I'd see see my
date again?

   I said: "As long as you're going out with me, I won't."

   The next morning when I got up, I decided to change my look completely.
After putting on a very short skirt and a tight white top, with black bra
under it, I went into the living the room.

   He was doing something on his laptop, but when he saw me, he instantly
stopped.  I knew this was the first time he was seeing me dressed like, and
that clearly showed on his face.

   His eyes slowly moved from my bright red lips to my sleek neck then to
my tight, firm and big breasts and then they hovered for a second or two
over the black bra, which was completely visible under the white top, and
then they enjoyed the sight of my smooth thighs and long legs.

   I stood there in front of him for few minutes, while he admired my body
from head to toe.

   Then I said to him: "What happened?  Haven't you seen me before?"

   He shifted his gaze away from my breasts and replied: "No, nothing."

   I said: "How am I looking?"

   He kept looking on the floor, and said: "Why are you dressed like that?"

   "Because I want to.  Plus, I think it's time that I dressed more
smartly."

   "Okay, but don't go out dressed like that."

   I laughed, and said: "Why not?"

   He looked up from the floor, and I could see sweat forming on his
forehead, and said: "Just don't."

   I smiled at his nervousness, went up to him and giving a peck on his
cheeks said: "Okay, I won't."

   This was the first time I had seen him look at a woman's body and that
really made him happy.  It meant he could be drawn out of his shell and
enjoy all the peaks and depths of a woman's body.

   It was a very big moment for me and knew I had to confirm and share this
news with someone, so I called Janice and asked her to come to my place.  I
wanted to tell her to wear something revealing but then I remembered that
she was always dressed in skimpy clothes.

   After about half-an-hour she came, wearing a blue, low-cut dress, that
revealed her ample breasts and thighs.  When she saw me dressed like that,
she pursed her lips, whistled and said: "Wow!  You are looking hot.  Is
everything all right?"

   I hugged her tightly and, since Simon was in his room, I took her to my
room and sat down with her on the bed.

   I said to her: "You know, my plan to have an imaginary boyfriend
worked."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well, he got jealous, very jealous, and today he looked at me, like,
you know, in that way."

   "Sam, the way you have changed yourself today, even a gay man would look
at you in that way."

   I looked down at my black bra and fully exposed thighs and said: "Be
serious.  This is a big deal.  Now, I want you to confirm whether he's
interested in a woman's body or not."

   "Okay, so what's the plan?"

   "Well, we will go in front of him and see whether he looks at us or
not."

   She said: "Do you have any naughty clothes."

   "No, I don't think so."

   She got up, looked at my wardrobe and came back with a red blouse that I
hadn't worn in years and asked me to put it on.  I turned my back toward
her and wore it.  It was too tight and even a bit uncomfortable, but it was
revealing my well-rounded breasts very nicely.

   She took a look at it and said: "Open the top two buttons."

   I hesitated for a second, so she unbuttoned them and said: "Now, you are
looking more like my sister.  Let's see how he reacts."

   We went out of the room and when Simon heard us talking he came out of
the room and saw us standing near the kitchen table.

   When I turned my face toward him, he froze for a second and his eyes
instantly went toward my half-naked breasts.  To make it better for him, I
bent down a little, making my breasts hang out a bit more.  When Janice saw
me bending down, she gave a smile and appreciated my move.

   Simon, on the other hand, was eating, biting and even milking my big
breasts with his hungry eyes.  After letting him have a good look, I sat
down at the table and started talking to Janice.

   She, of course, wasn't going to let this opportunity pass, so she asked
him if he liked the change in his mom.

   Simon, who was looking at the table, but still stealing glances at my
breasts, nodded his head and said: "Yes."

   "She is going to drive many men crazy, especially her new boyfriend."

   When she said that, he instinctively looked at her and it was apparent
that he had anger in his eyes.  She was enjoying every bit of it.

   "Your mom is going to get lucky today, I think."

   He didn't respond, but kept staring at the table.

   She continued with the torture.

   "Look at her.  She is lovely, she is beautiful, any man would be lucky
to have her.  And somebody is going to be very lucky soon."

   She was planning to continue tormenting him, but I signaled her to stop,
so she got up and started making a drink.

   After making the drink, she went and stood behind him and, pressing her
breasts against his head, said: "Your mom loves you and she wants you to be
happy.  She has stopped seeing men and now she dresses just for you.  She
wants you to appreciate her and like her.  Don't you, Sam?"

   I got up, went near him and, after putting my elbows on the table and
leaning in front of him, said: "She's right.  I want you to be happy.  Look
at me, please."

   He tried to look to my eyes, but his gaze invariably went to my exposed
breasts, which is what I wanted.

   Janice said: "You're lucky to have such a mom, now don't let somebody
else get lucky with her, okay?"

   She winked at me and went in front of him and sat down on his lap, just
like that.  He didn't expect that to happen and was obviously surprised,
but I knew what she was trying to do.

   When she sat down on his lap, her naked cleavage was inches away from
his mouth and my breasts were still on display.

   He tried not to look at our breasts, but had no choice.  After letting
him enjoy the sight of our near-naked breasts, we left him there and went
into our room.

   As soon as we entered the room, she said: "Now, you can sleep easily. 
He's definitely interested in women."

   I said: "Are you sure?"

   "Sister, even Kevin doesn't have such a big hard-on when he sees me."

   I laughed and said: "Yea, I have seen him peeking at you."

   She said: "I don't know what's wrong with him.  He has seen nearly
everything so many times, but he doesn't seem to get enough of me.  I guess
it's true that men just can't get enough."

   I smiled and said: "Especially breasts."

   I changed my clothes and told her that we were going shopping for
Simon's birthday.

   We said good-bye to him and went off to the mall.  When we sat down in
the car, she said: "I can still feel his thing pressing against my bottom.
He is big.  Was his dad big?"

   "He was okay, not very big."

   "Well, Simon is.  That's for sure."

   On the way, Kevin called and Janice told him that we were going shopping
and asked him if he would like to join us, but he refused.

   I said to her that Simon hardly ever goes out shopping with me and asked
her if Kevin goes with her.

   "Yes, he does.  I once took him shopping for lingerie and he absolutely
hated it.  So, I took him again, and then he started enjoying it,
especially the looks the salesgirls give him.  Now, he's always ready for
it.  Even today, he would have come, but he felt odd with you being with
me."

   I said: "You do lingerie shopping with him?"

   "Oh, yes.  He picks out everything and even tells me what looks good on
me and what doesn't."

   I smiled and said: "You are shameless."

   At the mall, we bought a suit for Simon, a shirt for Kevin, two dresses
and matching panties and bras for ourselves.  While we were selecting bras
and panties, Janice called Kevin and told him the color and pattern and he
helped her select the lingerie.  After that, we went to a store and bought
some magazines and posters.

   From there, we came back home and Janice left for her place.

   In the evening, Simon and I went to watch a movie, which I had selected
because of its raunchy scenes, and took the corner seats in the last row.

   He had no idea that the movie had some naughty shots and when the
actress took off her top and got hot and heavy with the actor, I could see
from the corner of my eye that Kevin was trying to avoid looking at the
screen.  At first, I didn't do anything, but when he again tried to avoid
looking at the actress getting naked in the bed with the actor, I took his
hand and placed the back of his palm on my breasts.

   While the heroine was working her charm on the hero, I whispered: "She
has a great body, doesn't she?"

   He didn't reply, so I said: "Wow!  She certainly knows how to kiss."

   That made him look at the screen and, as soon he looked at her, I said:
"I wish I had a body like her.  Maybe then men would look at me.  Oh!  I
wish I had her tits!"

   He instantly turned around and looked at me.  I smiled and said: "It's
true, she has great tits."

   He flinched his hand and crossed his leg.  Both of us sat silently and
looked at the screen, while the hero bit and sucked her pink nipples and
rubbed his hands all over naked body, except the vagina, which was hidden
by the bed sheet

   When later in the movie, she was riding him, with her back toward him,
and his hands were all over her naked breasts, I turned toward him and
whispered: "Remember, girls love that.  This, and when they are on top."
I could see his face turning red and sweat forming on his face, so I
said: "Come on, it's a very natural thing.  Don't be shy.  Girls don't like
shy boys.  Watch how she is riding him and learn."
That made him blush even more, so I took his hand and, this time, placed

his open palm over my breasts, with his fingers resting over my nipple.

   We stayed like that until the end of the movie.

   In the morning, after taking the shower, I came out of the bathroom
wearing only a towel and called him into my room.  By now he had seen me
couple of times in revealing clothes, so he wasn't too shocked, but when I
went and sat down on a chair in front of the mirror and asked me to comb my
hair, he was little surprised.

   While he was combing my hair, I could see in the mirror that he was
looking at my wet, half-naked breasts, so I decided to make it easier for
him.

   I said: "I have wrapped the towel too tightly, let me loosen it up a
bit."

   With that, I got up and slid the towel a bit down, which meant only my
nipples were now hidden from his eyes.

   He combed my hair and enjoyed the sight of my wet shoulders, neck,
breasts and thighs and, of course, the touch of my skin.

   Little later, I sent him to the grocery store for bread and eggs and, as
soon as he was out of the house, I took out the magazines and posters I had
bought with Janice yesterday from the bag and went into his room.

   I taped the poster of his favorite movie actor on his room's main wall
and taped two posters on the inside of his cupboard's two doors.  On the
one side was a poster of a female model standing underneath a waterfall
wearing only a skin-colored bra and thongs and, on the other side, was a
poster of a woman lying on a bed, with her breasts fully exposed and her
vagina hidden by a maple leaf.

   After taping the posters, I went to his bathroom and on the inside door
taped a poster of a model walking out of the sea.  She was completely naked
except for her hand over her vagina.  Then I lifted his mattress and put
all the men's magazine, such as Hustler, Penthouse, Playboy, etc, I had
bought yesterday under it.

   With that done, I went back to the kitchen and started preparing for his
birthday party in the evening.  When he came back from the grocery store, I
told him to go into his room and have a look inside the cupboard, the
bathroom and under the mattress.  He frowned his eyebrows, squinted his
eyes and tried to guess what I had been up to but, seeing no reaction from
me, he went inside his room.

   I followed him to his room after five minutes and saw him looking at the
posters inside the cupboard.

   "Don't worry, they are not your birthday gifts, but just gifts.  Do you
like them?"

   He turned toward me and said: "You've taped them here?"

   "Yes.  All boys have these kinds of posters.  Janice selected them.  She
said even Kevin had them in his room."

   He again looked at the posters, but didn't say anything.  I knew it was
time to leave him alone with the posters but, before leaving the room, I
did turn around and saw those magazines on the bed.

   It was his birthday party in the evening but, since he didn't want any
of his friends, I had invited only Janice and Kevin.

   After asking him to go and change, I went to take a shower and put on
the dress I had bought with Janice yesterday.  I came out of the room
wearing an aqua, backless, lace dress that had a plunging neckline and deep
slits on both sides.  So, not only were my breasts visible, especially
since I wasn't wearing a bra, but also my thighs, a good part of my bottoms
and even my back.

   He gave a broad smile when he saw me dress like that and hugged me in a
tight embrace, with his hands enveloping my naked back.  I was happy to see
his appreciation and buried my breasts into his broad chest.

   After giving a peck on his cheeks, I wished him happy birthday and
waited for Janice and Kevin to arrive.  She came wearing a transparent
white top, the cream-colored bra that she had selected with Kevin's help,
was completely visible, and a black short skirt, under which she was most
probably wearing the pink thong she had bought with Kevin's advice.

   She was looking ravishing, especially her beautiful breasts and her
tight bottoms.  Kevin, who had his arms around his mom, was looking dashing
in red shirt and blue jeans.

   After cutting the cake, which I had ordered in the afternoon, I
presented the suit to Simon, Janice gave him a watch and Kevin a bottle of
perfume.  Then we opened a bottle of champagne and few bottles of beer and
had dinner after which we opened few more bottles of wines and some more
bottles of beer.

   By late evening, all of us were in a pretty good mood.  Janice and Kevin
started dancing together and it was obvious that both of them were enjoying
the closeness.  He was acting as if his hands were on his mom's back but in
reality they were all over her bums and she didn't seem to mind it at all.

   He was not only feeling her bums, but was also thrusting his crotch into
her front and back.  She knew we could see them but that made no
difference. He embraced her tightly, ran his hands over her breasts and
bums and made sure that she felt his erection from all angles.  He was
enjoying the beauty of his mom's body but, when she signaled me to join
them, I got up and all three of started dancing together.

   Kevin had his mom on one arm and me on the other, while our bodies were
rubbing, pushing and touching each others.  We were flirting-cum-dancing
when he asked Simon to get beer from kitchen and, as soon as Simon was out
of the room, Kevin cupped my bum and kissed me on my lips.

   His move caught me by surprise and I looked at Janice, but simply smiled
and hugged both of us tightly.  Kevin, who still had his arms around our
bums, looked at our breasts and said: "I'm a lucky guy."

   Janice thrust her breasts forward and said to him: "You like this top?"

   He looked at her transparent top, kissed her on her neck and said: "I
surely do." And to confirm her that he wasn't lying, he thrust his crotch
into her naked thigh and rubbed it against it.

   Just then Simon came back with the beers and Janice took one bottle and
sat down on the couch and watched me dance with Kevin, who had his hands
all over my body and his eyes were enjoying the view of my semi-naked
breasts.  He pretended it was all harmless fun, but all of us, including
his mom and Simon, knew that feeling my bums, rubbing his crotch against my
skin and cupping my breasts were far from just fun.

   Janice was enjoying the show, but Kevin's hands all over my body was
making Simon really angry.  At first, he watched what Kevin and I were
doing but, as it got more risque, Simon kept his gaze glued to the floor
and his face became red with anger.  As I got more frisky with Kevin,
Simon's anger grew.  I knew that he was pissed off at me, so I went near
him and asked him to dance with me, but he refused and kept staring at the
floor.

   Janice also noticed that he wasn't looking at us or enjoying the party,
so she tried to talk to him, but he ignored her completely and kept sitting
there, with his rage increasing every minute.

   I was loving the impact my dance with Kevin was having on Simon, but
both Janice and Kevin noticed the change in Simon's mood, so they decided
to not to spoil the party further, especially since it was his birthday
after all, and said their good-byes and went home.

   As soon as they were out of the house, Simon got up and, without saying
a word to me, went to his room.  After two or three minutes, I knocked on
his room's door and went inside.  He was lying on the bed, with his back
toward the door and had a quilt over him.

   I got inside the quilt and hugged him tightly, pressing my half-naked
breasts against his back and my naked thighs against his legs.

   "What's wrong, honey?"

   He replied: "Nothing."

   "Oh, come on.  Please tell me why are you so angry.  You didn't even say
good-bye to Aunt Janice and Kevin.  Are you angry at us?"

   He mumbled: "No."

   I turned his body toward me and burying his face into my naked cleavage,
said: "Are you angry because I was dancing with Kevin?"
I felt his body go tense, so I said: "I think you are mad at me because

he was touching me all over."

   He buried his face deep into my breasts, his lips were touching the bare
skin of my cleavage and his warm breath was making my nipples hard, and I
could feel a movement in his cock, which was getting bigger under my naked
thigh.

   I said: "I had asked you for a dance, but you didn't come.  You said no,
so Kevin enjoyed it...  and, man, did he enjoy?"

   He lifted his face up, looked at me and, in one swift movement, pushed
me off him and was on top of me before I could even realize what he was
doing.  I was on my back and he was pinning me to the bed with his hands on
my wrists.

   With my arms and legs spread, the dress was having a difficult time in
covering my modesty.  My breasts, thanks to the low-cut, were now nearly
out of the dress and, thanks to the slit on the sides, my thighs were
completely exposed.

   He took a look at my exposed breasts, my blushing face and, without even
waiting for me to react, he sat down on my legs and, after taking his arms
off my hands, he took off his jeans and underwear.  He threw the underwear
on the floor, stood up over me and watched me look at his fully erect,
throbbing cock.

   I tried to turn my face away, but he held it with one hand and with the
other he took off my underwear.  I knew he was going too far, so I tried to
get up, but he forced me back on the bed and, in a menacing voice, said:
"Stay there or I'll hurt you."

   I knew he meant it because I had never heard that tone before and had
never seen the anger he had in his eyes.  He parted my legs with his hands
and shoved his cock into my pussy, which somehow was little wet.  When I
felt his cock go inside my pussy, I closed my eyes, tightened my pussy and
wrapped my legs around his bare back.  While his cock was fucking my pussy,
his hands were touching and feeling my naked body and his lips and mouth
were biting, sucking and kissing every inch of it, especially my big
breasts.

   His mouth was biting my lips when he came inside my pussy and whispered:
"Love your breasts."

   Although he had just taken me forcibly, but I held him in a tight
embrace and enjoyed our closeness.  He got up, went to the living room and
lay down on the couch where I joined him and we made love, but this time we
did it slowly with foreplay and patience.  In the morning, both of us took
bath together and were so comfortable with each other that we stayed
completely naked until lunch and, by afternoon, had made love in the
kitchen and on the dinning table.

   At night, we slept and made love on my bed.

   For the next four days, we just couldn't have enough of each other and
had made love in every possible position in every possible place.

   On the fifth day, I went to meet Janice and she instantly noticed that
something was different about me.

   She said: "You are looking very happy.  Any specific reason?"

   "No, there's nothing."

   "Don't lie.  There's something."

   She kept on looking at me with her eyebrows arched and kept pestering
me, so I told her that I and Simon have come very close and maybe that's
why I'm happy.

   "How close?"

   "Well, close."

   "Explain close."

   "Let's just say he is taking care of my needs."

   Janice tried to hide her shock, but her wide eyes, her open mouth and
the frown on her forehead gave her away.

   I got up from the couch and said: "I'm also happy to announce that he
definitely loves woman."

   That was too much for her to digest, so I went and made drinks for both
of us and sat down opposite her and answered the streams of questions she
threw at me.

   After telling her everything, I invited her to come early in the morning
as I was planning something.

   She asked me if I wanted Kevin to come too, but I said Simon is a bit
jealous of Kevin, so let's not bring in him right now.

   In the evening, Simon and I were in his room when Janice rang the bell,
so we got up and took off to a small lake deep in the woods near our house.
I knew nobody would be at the lake so late in the evening and we could
enjoy without being disturbed.

   On the way, told Janice that we were going to the lake.  Once we reached
there, I asked them if they were ready for a skinny dip.  Simon wasn't sure
but when he saw Janice and I take off our clothes, he too got into the mood
and within seconds was standing completely naked in front of us.

   When Janice saw his cock, which for some reason was already erect, she
whistled, looked at me and said: "You will have to share it with me."

   Simon darted his eyes toward me, so I went and hugged him, pressing my
naked breasts against his bare chest and feeling his cock rub against my
body, and said: "I'm sure he won't mind sharing it with you."

   He looked at Janice's big breasts, her shaved pussy, her smooth stomach
and her long legs and whispered to me: "She knows?"

   I whispered back: "Yes, and she is very happy for us."

   I turned around, my bums were now rubbing against his cock, placed his
hands on my breasts and said: "Let's go for a swim and then we can share
each other."

   He took Janice's hand and mine and all three of us walked to the lake,
with Janice and I on each side and him in the middle.

   After the swim, we came back and sat down under a tree and Janice, who
was watching his still erect cock, said to me: "Sam, it's time you went for
a walk."

   I got up, took a look at his cock and said to him: "Don't let her down,
okay."

   Around ten minutes later, Janice called me, so I went back and saw him
lying on his side, with his head on her stomach, and she was playing with
his hair.

   We drove back to house and was with Simon in my room after dinner when
Janice entered the room without knocking and said: "Okay, first do your mom
and then it's my turn."

   She took off her night gown and lay down on the bed and watched Simon
make love to me.  After he satisfied me, she gave him an half-an-hour break
and then it was her turn to ride him, while I watched them.

   At night, she whispered to me that we would do what we had once
accidently seen in a movie.  I wasn't too keen on it, but the thought of
doing that with my own son and sister was too exciting to refuse.

   When he got up in the morning to go to the bathroom, Janice and I went
with him and both of us went down on our knees, completely naked, and asked
him to stand in front of us.  We looked at each other and started peeing
right there on the bathroom floor.

   He could see the pee coming out of our pussies and that was a big turn
on for him because he was looking at us with his eyes wide open, especially
at Janice, whose pussy was clean shaved.

   Within seconds, the pee was all over the floor and soon all three of us
could feel the warm pee splashing against our legs.

   While we were peeing, Janice told Simon, who was standing, to pee all
over our bodies.  First, he hesitated, but then held his cock with one hand
and sprayed our naked bodies with his warm water.

   We could feel it all over our backs, breasts, faces, stomach and even
thighs and legs.  Our bodies were covered with his pee.  Then Janice and I
washed the floor off his and our pee and all three of us took bath
together.

   Janice and I had planned something special for Saturday night, so I went
to her house late in the evening, Simon was at home watching TV, and when I
reached their place, Kevin was bit surprised to see me because I was
wearing a transparent top without a bra and my breasts were totally exposed
and a tight short skirt that left little to imagination.

   Even Simon wasn't aware that I had left the house wearing that because I
had put on a long coat.

   Janice gave me a tight hug and a pat on my bums, while Simon admired me
from across the living room.

   Janice said: "Isn't she looking hot?"

   He looked at my naked breasts, the blue veins and bright red nipples and
said: "Yes, she's."
He came near me, put his arms around me and hugging me tightly said:

"God, they are big."

   His mom, who was standing near us, said: "They are perky too."

   I smiled at her, stretched my hand and cupping her breasts said: "Yours
are big and well-rounded."

   Kevin, who was standing between us, turned around and saw me cupping his
mom's breast, while his mom was running her finger over my transparent top.

   I said to Kevin: "Aren't her's well-shaped?"

   He saw me squeezing his mom's breast and mumbled yes.

   Janice knew it was time to leave us together, so she kissed me and Kevin
on our lips and went to sleep.

   Meanwhile, we went and sat down on the couch and, within minutes, I was
running my fingers through Kevin's hair and then one thing lead to another
and within minutes we were making love on the carpet in the living room.

   Janice had told us that she was going to her room to sleep, but I knew
she was watching us from the kitchen and I could see her watching us make
love.

   Kevin was more impatient than Simon and, after playing with my breasts
and nipples, he came in my pussy within seconds.  But, thankfully, he was
again erect in twenty minutes.

   I took out a scarf from the coat pocket and, after telling him that it
was just for fun, blindfolded him with it and started sucking his cock and
licking his hole, while he played with my breasts with his hands.

   After sucking and licking him, I brought my breasts near his mouth and
he sucked them, bit them and squeezed them - all while blindfolded.

   Then I slowly moved away and Janice took my place and started sucking
his cock, while I watched them from the couch.  Janice knew he would come
soon, so she took his cock from her mouth and put it in her wet pussy and
started riding him, while he played with her beautiful breasts.

   She rode him well and she rode him hard and tightly hugged him when he
came inside her pussy.  He tried to open his blindfolds but she stopped
him, got up and just before leaving the room, she whispered in his ears:
"Thank you, honey.  Your mommy needed that."

   He immediately took off the scarf and saw her running inside her room.
He looked at me sitting on the couch and then understood that he was making
love to his own mom.

   I went and took his face into my hands and buried it into my naked
breasts and wrapped my arms around his bare back.

   After ten minutes, both of us went to Janice's room, where she was lying
naked on the bed and, little later, he again made love to her, while I
played with his body.