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Tracy and Tommy
by Alvin Leader (akinspal@aol.com)

***

Tommy's Mother rewards him for doing his chores and 
having good grades in a special way. (Fm, ped, inc)

***

Tracy Williams was a single mother trying her best to 
raise her young son without the benefit of masculine 
influence. She worked as a bank teller in one of the 
branches near their modest home.

Tommy was a good boy doing fairly well in school and 
was a pretty fair soccer player. 

On this Saturday morning Tommy had returned home from 
an early morning practice and was enjoying a hot bath 
to help soothe his aching muscles. 

"Tommy, are you in there?" His mother called through 
the bathroom door.

"Yes mom." He answered.

"Tommy honey, Mommy has to go to the bathroom really 
bad, is it alright if I come in?" Tracy asked.

Tracy had done this before many times when Tommy was in 
the shower or tub whenever she felt the need.

"But mom, you took down the old shower certain down 
remember?" He reminded her.

"I know Tommy, I have to buy a new one today but don't 
worry I won't look and you can cover your eyes while 
I'm in there, it will be ok." Tracy assured him.

"Ok mom, come on in." Tommy replied reluctantly.

Tracy entered the room and hurried to the toilet, she 
hurriedly started to undress as soon as she entered the 
bathroom; she really had to go. 

Tommy lay back in the tub with his arm over his eyes. 
Tracy stood before the toilet, which was next to the 
faucet end of the tub. She faced away from Tommy as she 
pulled down her shorts and then her panties.

As she sat down she glanced at Tommy and became 
suspicious that Tommy had not fully closed his eyes, 
and his arm was not covering his eyes completely. Tommy 
was peeking at his half naked mother. This realization 
sent a little twinge of unexpected sexual excitement 
surging through her. 

Tommy's peeking created some degree of tension, causing 
her a delay in relieving herself. After a short while, 
she relaxed a little and started to sprinkle in the 
bowl. When the first sound of her urine hit the water, 
Tommy's arm rose a little higher. Tracy twisted around 
slightly to reach the flush lever to allow the rushing 
water to mask the sound of her stream as she usually 
did on other such occasions, but then she stopped. The 
sound of her urine hitting the water should not be 
drowned out with a flush of the toilet, this time. This 
time she would not pull the handle, instead, the erotic 
sound of her urine echoed off the tile walls. 

When Tracy was finished she turned to pull the flush 
handle, she spread her legs slightly apart. When this 
happened, Tommy's arm rose even higher and the glint of 
his open eyes were quite evident. Tracy felt a greater 
sensation of arousal stirring in her, a feeling that 
she had not felt for quite some time. 

Up until now, the water and suds had covered Tommy's 
torso but now suds were diminishing and there was a 
purple colored demon breaking the surface of the cloudy 
water. 

The sight of Tommy's penis swelling at the sight of her 
nakedness caused Tracy to shudder with new stronger 
wave of sensual excitement. Now there were 
uncontrollable urges taking over her actions. Tracy 
shamelessly turned toward the tub while making small 
talk with Tommy; she also spread her legs a little more 
to allow him a better view. 

When she opened herself towards him, Tommy's arm 
dropped down to his side, there was no pretense now; he 
was boldly looking directly at the thatch of curls that 
covered the junction of his mother's legs. 

When Tracy's stream stopped, she continued to talk to 
her son about school and his soccer playing.

There was a mounting level of sexual tension in the 
room as she sat with her legs spread wide displaying 
herself. Tommy added to the tension by proudly 
displaying his growing manhood.

Tracy turned to reach for the toilet paper, in doing so 
she spread her legs even more. She was aware now that 
the lips of her vagina were swelling and her opening 
was gaping wide. She rolled up some paper and instead 
of bending forward to wipe herself as she normally 
would; she slid forward on the seat and reached between 
her legs to wipe off the excess moisture. 

Now, she was turned totally toward him, giving him the 
best view possible. After rubbing the paper across her 
swelling clit, which sent shivers through her body, she 
reached for another wad of paper. This time Tracy 
slouched down farther on the seat bringing the sight of 
her aroused pussy even closer to her admiring son. 
Tracy then took a long swipe with the paper through the 
full length of her vagina. 

"What are you going to do the rest of the day?" She 
asked, as she dabbed the paper at the opening between 
her legs.

Tommy sat up and leaned forward to get even closer to 
the intimate view of his mother. 

"I'm just going to hang around the house, Mom," he 
said.

"Do you want to go shopping with me?" She asked still 
sitting facing him with her legs apart.

He sat with his head resting on his arm, which was on 
the edge of the tub; his head was less than a foot away 
from his mother's vagina.

"No mom, I just want to lay back and relax and maybe 
watch a movie." He said still staring intently at the 
wonder of his mother's pussy. 

Tracy could not think of any further reason to justify 
remain sitting there, displaying herself, although she 
wanted to stay, she thought that she must leave.

As Tracy stood up, she stared at Tommy's erection that 
was standing well above the surface of the water. She 
slowly raised her under-wear and then raised her 
shorts.

"Ok you can look now," she said jokingly. For they were 
both aware that they had participated in a mutual 
display of each other's sexuality. As she dressed 
herself Tommy's first thought was to drop his arm down 
and cover his aroused penis, but instead he put both 
hands behind his neck, laid back and closed his eyes 
allowing her the pleasure of an unobstructed view. 

Tracy could not stop staring at the purple-headed life 
form that was reaching even higher out of the water.

"Do you want me to wash your back?" Tracy asked.

"Sure mom that would be nice," Tommy said. 

Only Tommy did not turn over nor did he sit up to have 
his back washed, instead he remained lying on his back 
with his arms behind his head and his eyes closed.

Tracy knelt down, and with a sponge, she started to 
wash Tommy's chest and shoulders. As she worked her way 
down to Tommy's stomach, she spoke of the blood gorged 
penis waving at her. 

"You are getting to be quite a big man, honey, how long 
have you been getting hard like this?" She asked.

Tommy opened his eyes to look at what his mother was 
referring to.

"It gets like that a lot lately," he replied.

"Well it's all part of growing up," she said. "Do you 
masturbate yet?"

"Golly no," he lied.

"Well its all right if you do honey, its natural, 
everybody does it," she said.

"Do you do it mom?" He asked.

"I would be lying if I said I didn't, especially since 
your father left me, it's the only way I can get to 
sleep some nights." She replied.

Tracy was washing his legs now, as she returned up the 
inside of his leg from his ankle, Tommy spread his legs 
wide and slid down a little further in the tub. He was 
offering himself to be washed. Tracy brought the sponge 
up the inside of Tommy's thigh and began slowly washing 
his scrotum, then when she went to wash his swollen 
member, Tommy moaned. 

"Oh that feels so good mom, you could do that all day." 
Tommy said.

"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt, if makes you feel 
good." She said.

Tracy gently gripped Tommy's erection with the sponge. 
She washed with slow up and down motions. Tommy started 
to move to the motions of his mother's hand. Soon it 
was quite evident that he was going to ejaculate. Tracy 
began to panic. 

"What was she doing?" She thought. "She must stop." She 
started to remove her hand, but Tommy grabbed her wrist 
and held her hand around his shaft. Then, he moaned 
aloud, lunging his hips upwards and shooting gobs of 
seamen in the air. Tracy was close to orgasm herself 
from her participation during the experience; she 
removed her hand and stared at her son who looked the 
picture of contentment and satisfaction.

"Oh Mom, thank you." He said. "That was the very best, 
Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Tommy, I'm sorry, that should not have happened, we 
should never do or talk of this again, do you 
understand me?" She demanded.

"But why not, it was good, it felt good, you liked 
doing it I could tell." He said.

"I know honey and I did enjoy doing it for you, but a 
mother and son should not do such things, it just is 
not right." She pleaded.

"Who is going to know?" Tommy asked.

"No one is going to know." She said. "But we still 
shouldn't do such things."

Tracy abruptly got up and left the room to go shopping 
before she succumbed to his argument and possibly 
agreed to do it again.

Tommy got dressed and went to the living room to 
watched TV.

When Tracy left the house her body was tingling and in 
a high state of arousal, she longed for some sexual 
release. 

While shopping, she passed a counter displaying 
vibrators for muscle relaxing. Impulsively she bought 
one that looked as if it would do what she needed, it 
was the smallest, and slenderest she could find. She 
hurried home, eager to use her new toy.

When she arrived home, Tommy immediately got up from 
his movie to help put away the groceries. Tracy could 
still feel the sexual tension between them start to 
build again, it was evident both by the bulge in 
Tommy's cut off jeans and her wet panties and aroused 
nipples poking out of her tee shirt.

After the groceries were put away, Tracy told Tommy 
that she was going to take a nap.

"What is this?" Tommy asked, holding up the box 
containing the vibrator. Tracy had not remembered to 
hide the container.

"It's a vibrator if you must know." Tracy replied.

"What is it for?" He asked.

"Just what the box says." She said. "It soothes tense 
muscles."

"Will it help this tense muscle?" Tommy asked pointing 
to his obvious erection.

"Tommy!" Tracy exclaimed. "I asked you not to talk 
about what happened this morning." 

"I know mom but when I am like this it hurts and you 
made it feel so good." He explained.

He had hit upon his mother's instinct to make her child 
feel good.

"Then let me use this thing if "you're" not going to 
make me feel good." He said.

"Well ok, I guess it's all right, I guess I should have 
bought two of them." She said.

"What muscles do you have that need vibrating?" He 
asked.

"I have the same problem that you have, but in a 
different way." She said.

"Do you mean that you use this thing on yourself to 
masturbate?" He asked.

"If you must know, yes I was going to use this "Thing" 
to masturbate myself." She insisted.

"I'm sorry mom, I didn't know, why don't you use it now 
and then I'll try it on myself afterwards?" He 
suggested.

Before handing the unit back to her, he turned it on 
and passed it over the growing mound in the front of 
his shorts. 

"That does feel good." He said and then he than handed 
the vibrator to his mother.

Tracy went to her room. She was too unnerved by the 
powerful attraction she was feeling for her own son, to 
relax enough to use the new device. Besides Tommy knew 
what she was about to do, but her release was 
necessary, and it was necessary right now!

Tracy stripped and lay back on her double bed. She was 
on fire. The events of this morning and the intimate 
conversation with her son left her weak with desire. 

 She started the vibrator and brought it to her pussy.

Tommy could not help himself; he had to approach his 
mother's door just to listen if not to watch her. Tracy 
started to slowly maneuver the smooth head of the 
buzzing object over the pubic hair guarding her sex. 
She had never felt anything like the feel of the 
vibrations coursing through her pussy. She thought of 
her son just the other side of the door, eager to see 
his mother using her new toy. She started to work the 
rounded end inside her opening with pleasurable 
results. This was better than she had imagined. As she 
was approaching finality, she started to moan and cry 
aloud with pleasure. 

Then Tommy knocked on the door. Tracy's rapidly 
approaching climax was stifled. 

Tommy called. "Are you all right mom, I heard you cry 
out. Is everything ok?"

Tracy could not answer right away. She was trying to 
determine if she had climaxed or not. She certainly 
felt as she was close but she did not think that she 
had gone all the way. 

"I'm all right honey." She called through the door. "I 
was just dozing and I must have had a nightmare. I'm 
ok." She assured him.

Tommy was confused, how could his mother sleep that 
soundly in only a few minutes. 

"Mom, are you finished with the thing? I would like to 
try it now." He said.

"Yes you can use it, I didn't get a chance to try it." 
She lied.

Tracy came out of her room dressed in her long silk 
robe and went out to the kitchen to start supper. She 
was frustrated because she had not gotten very much 
gratification from her short session with the vibrator.

On her way to the kitchen, she handed the vibrator to 
Tommy; she had not washed it. 

"Thanks mom." He said. 

Tommy sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Tracy had 
a full view of him from the kitchen as he sat there and 
watched. At first, the white plastic device was just 
setting there next to him. The movie he was watching 
was one called "The Castaways" about a couple who had 
taken up residence on a deserted Australian island. As 
the movie went on the heroine wore less and less until 
she was wearing nothing at all.

Tommy picked up the vibrator and started to apply the 
unit to his rising penis. Then he raised it to his nose 
and drank in the aroma of his mother. Tracy watched him 
sniff her smell and she again felt the sexual tension 
begin to rise within her. Tommy now had freed his 
member from the confines of his shorts. He was running 
the humming machine up and down his bulging penis. 

"Tommy what are you doing?" She cried.

"You know mom, you said that it was normal." He 
replied.

"You are supposed to do it in the privacy of your 
room." She said.

"But mom you know what I'm doing so I don't have to 
hide it and besides I don't have the cable in my room." 
He complained. "This movie is really good you should 
see the tits on this girl."

"Tommy!Watch your language around me, please." Tracy 
said.

"I'm sorry mom, what do you want me to call them?" He 
asked.

"You can call them breasts, in my presents, if you 
don't mind. But she does have pretty breasts but I 
still wish you would do that when I'm not around." She 
said.

"Mom you don't want me to stop NOW, do you?" He 
pleaded.

"Well no I guess that would be cruel, but use something 
so you don't stain the furniture. Tracy turned to go 
get her son some Kleenex, when she returned with the 
tissues Tommy was naked, he had taken down his shorts, 
and was lying back on the couch with his legs spread 
apart stroking his erection. 

"Here now don't spill on the furniture." She cautioned.

The sight of her young man completely naked before her 
sent her mind reeling. She really needed some sexual 
release, and soon.

"Mom I think that your breasts are prettier than hers." 
Tommy called from the couch.

"Thanks honey but how do you know, you haven't seen 
mine have you?" She asked. 

"Well no, but by the looks of yours with your clothes 
on I bet that they are." He said with a certain amount 
of pride.

"Thank you young man, I appreciate the complement." She 
said. "Now come on supper's ready." 

Tommy got up and walked to the kitchen with his hard-on 
bobbing ahead of him.

"Aren't you going to put any clothes on?" She asked.

"I don't see why, it feels good to be naked. Maybe you 
should try it," He suggested. "I wouldn't mind."

"I'm sure you wouldn't, but I guess its all right if 
you're naked, I like looking at you, but don't expect 
me to do the same."

"But if you like me to be naked, then it's only fair 
that you should be naked for me to see." He reasoned.

"I couldn't." She responded. "I just couldn't honey, 
not with my own son."

 With that, they both sat down to eat.

After dinner, Tommy helped with the dishes. He was 
still naked, his penis would at times become rigid, and 
then it would go limp for a time. Other times when they 
were clearing the dishes his erect member would come in 
contact with Tracy's leg or brush against her hand or 
arm. This would send waves of sexual excitement 
throughout Tracy's body. She found ways to extend their 
time in the kitchen and she found excuses to close the 
distance between them. She also was careless about 
keeping her robe tied. The sash that held it closed was 
coming loose and more of her was becoming uncovered. 
One time when Tommy's penis came too close to her she 
playfully slapped at it and grabbed it for a moment.

"That felt good mom do it again." He pleaded as he 
stuck himself out forward trying to touch her. 

"No, young man that was an accident, which won't happen 
again, keep that thing away from me." She teased.

"Awe mom!" He replied. Tommy poked his penis at his 
mother once more and she slapped at it once more.

Tracy's robe was becoming more reveling by the minute. 
Of course with her wet dishwater hands she could not 
tie her sash however she was in danger of becoming 
fully exposed if she didn't do something quick. Tommy 
would you please tie up my robe, it's become loose. 
Tracy stood facing him with her wet hands and arms out 
stretched to her sides to afford him access to her 
loosened robe. 

"Sure mom I'll tie it up." Tommy approached his mother, 
his penis bobbing up and down. He took the ends of the 
sash and instead of pulling them tighter he pulled out 
the loosened knot and left the ends fall free. Tracy 
was exposed from head to toe, her breasts remained 
covered, but her patch of pubic hair was in full view. 
Then Tommy took hold of the edges of the robe at her 
shoulders and spread the robe wide fully exposing her.

"Tommy, stop that." She yelled.

"Awe please mom, just let me look for a minute." He 
pleaded.

Tracy stood there with her arms outstretched to the 
side with a mock look of impatience as Tommy drank in 
her loveliness.

"Ok just take one look, and then we have to finish 
these dishes." She insisted. 

Tracy was turning red with embarrassment at first and 
she felt the waves of passion cresting over her body as 
her son stood looking at her naked body.

"That's enough, tie up my robe now." She ordered.

Tommy obediently closed the robe and tied it but not 
too tightly. 

"I was right mom your tits are better looking than that 
girl in the movie. Wouldn't it be cool to be on an 
island where we wouldn't have to wear anything?" He 
said.

"Yes but we're not, so we, well at least I, have to 
wear clothes, and you should too, you're getting me 
turned on with that thing bouncing all around, and 
bumping up against me."

"But mom it feels good to be naked, especially when you 
are watching me, that really makes me hot. You should 
take that robe off just to see how it feels for a 
while." He said.

"No way, now I'm going to bed young man." She said as 
she made her way toward her bedroom.

"Wait mom you'll need this." Said Tommy, and he handed 
her the vibrator.

"Thanks honey I will really need this tonight." She 
said.

"Mom, will I ever get to see you naked again?" He 
asked.

"Well maybe if you're a good boy and do your chores and 
your marks are good at school, we'll talk about it." 
She offered as she walked down the hall to her bedroom.

That night they both had orgasms, Tommy while finishing 
his movie and Tracy while she lay on her bed thinking 
about her son's cock bobbing around the kitchen.

**

The next morning Tommy was up early. He had made 
coffee, taken out the garbage and was vacuuming as 
Tracy came out of her bedroom dressed for work. 

"What is going on here?" She said smiling.

"I thought of a bargain based on what you said 
yesterday." Tommy said. "I figure that if I get all my 
chores done and I get good marks on my report card 
which comes today, I get to see you naked tonight." 

"Well I see what a girl has to do to get some chores 
done around here I just have to show a little flesh." 
She answered.

"It's a deal then?" He cried. "You'll let me see you 
naked tonight?"

"I think that would be too much." She answered. "But I 
will do this, if your report card is good and you cut 
the grass and do your other chores, I will cook and 
serve supper topless, tonight."

"Wow, mom do you mean it?" He cried.

"Yes I mean it, you've always been a good boy, you 
deserve a reward and if that's what you want then all 
right I'll do it." She promised.

**

Tommy arrived home from school before his mother came 
home from work. He busied himself with mowing the lawn 
and cleaning up the house. By the time Tracy came home, 
the yard was neatly groomed and the house was clean and 
neat. The table was set with the best table setting. 
Billy had showered and put on a clean shirt.

"My, my, my," Tracy remarked. "Why didn't I think of 
this reward system before this?"

"Hi mom." Billy greeted his mother. "I finished the 
lawn."

"That's not all you did young man, I guess you deserve 
your reward. Hay wait a minute what about that report 
card?" She asked.

Tommy proudly produced the document and Tracy looked it 
over very slowly.

"Tommy this is one of your best report cards yet." 
Tracy remarked. "You really do deserve that reward."

"Your going to do it then mom, you're going to do it." 
Billy exclaimed.

"Yes honey I'm going to cook and serve supper topless." 
Tracy replied.

Tracy went to her room to prepare for the suppertime 
treat. She showered and put on a pair of short shorts. 
After looking at herself in the mirror, she decided to 
wear something else. She selected a short pleated 
skirt. She looked at herself again in the mirror and 
was satisfied with her look.

She did look good, her breasts were full, and her 
nipples were at attention. 

"I'm stalling." She thought. "Maybe some make up." She 
applied her full application of make up to her face and 
then applied blush and color to her breasts. Her 
nipples were given a coat of ruby gloss. A final spray 
of perfume completed the project; she could delay no 
longer. Tracy donned a sleeveless blouse but did not 
button it and as a final thought, she removed her 
panties, which, she thought would be her little secret.

Tracy stepped out of her room; Tommy was watching TV 
but immediately turned it off when she appeared.

"You look beautiful mom." He said. "Is that what you 
are going to wear?" He said referring to the blouse.

"No honey, I promised and I will deliver, would you 
like to help me off with this?" She said.

"You bet I would." He said. 

Tommy stood in front of his mother and reached up and 
slowly opened up the garment and let it fall to the 
floor. He stood there and gazed at the prizes that were 
before him. Tracy was extremely aroused; she thrust her 
chest forward and slowly turned around to give her son 
a good view of her body from side to side. Tommy became 
faint with excitement and stumbled backwards; he felt 
weak in the knees. He went to the table and sat down 
before he fell down.

Tracy went to the kitchen and started to set out the 
pots and dishes that would be needed for spaghetti. She 
was surprised at how good it felt to have the freedom 
of her breasts fully exposed even though they did get 
in the way at times. 

Having her son watching her every move as she bustled 
around the kitchen aroused her more than she could 
stand. She wished that she could go to the bedroom and 
use her vibrator.

Tommy was mesmerized; the sight of his mothers ample 
breasts swaying free as she prepared the meal surpassed 
any fantasy that he had ever had. 

Finally, Tracy put the meal on the table. She dished 
out the noodles and then the sauce to both plates and 
then sat down.

"They are beautiful mom." Tommy swooned. "They're the 
most beautiful things in the world."

"Why thank you kind sir, if I keep hearing such 
compliments and you keep doing your chores the way you 
did, I might make this a regular practice." Tracy 
replied.

"You mean it mom, you'll go topless around the house?" 
Tommy asked.

"No honey, I am enjoying this but this is a special 
occasion, I couldn't do this all the time." She said.

"What would I have to do to see you naked around the 
house?" Tommy asked.

"Maybe at next report card time we can discuss it." 
Tracy replied.

When they were finished, Tracy began clearing the dirty 
dishes. As Tracy got up, Tommy noticed that at sometime 
during the meal, his mother had gotten some tomato 
sauce on her left breast.

"Mom let me clean this off for you?" He asked.

Without thinking, Tracy offered her breast to him to be 
cleaned. Tommy took his napkin, wet it, and wiped off 
his mother's nipple. His hand lingered there and gently 
massaged the luscious orb.

Tracy's chest expanded in an effort to maximize the 
pressure of her son's hand. Tommy now dropped the 
napkin and his hand was now exploring the surface of 
that perfect treasure. Tracy's eyes closed. She did not 
want to see the source of her pleasure she just wanted 
the wonderful feeling to continue forever. Tracy felt 
the other hand begin the caress of the right breast. 
Tommy was gentle, his hands were soft, and his fingers 
began the softest manipulation of her nipples. Her 
nipples became hardened toys for his pleasure. She had 
to stop this; she had to stop this now.

"Ok Tommy, you cleaned me off now and let's get these 
dishes done." She said as she pulled away from his 
caressing hands.

"MOTHER! That was cruel, please let me feel them a 
little longer? Please" He begged.

"No honey, I shouldn't have let you do it that long, 
I'm sorry for having teased you." She said.

"Look what you did to me." Tommy said pointing to the 
bulge in his cut-offs. "It's starting to hurt." He 
complained. "It's starting to hurt bad."

"Well what do you want me to do about it?" She asked.

"You can make me feel good." He said. Tommy unzipped 
his pants and took out his penis. 

"At least let me let it out of my pants so it isn't so 
cramped." He asked.

"Ok but keep it away from me it's leaking." She said.

Tommy's penis was in fact leaking profusely just as 
Tracy's pussy was. She could feel streams of her juices 
wetting her upper thighs. Tommy still didn't know that 
his mother was naked underneath her short skirt. 

They began clearing the dishes together; Tommy's 
erection came in contact with his mother's body more 
than once. 

"Tommy you stop it, you are doing that on purpose." She 
scolded.

"I'm sorry mom did I hit you with this?" Tommy said, 
kidding his mother as he held his member in his hand 
waving at her.

"Keep that thing away from me or I'll grab it and pull 
it off." She laughed.

"That won't make me mad." He said.

Tommy dropped a fork and when he bent over to pick it 
up, he looked up his Mother's skirt.

"Mom you don't have panties on." Tommy exclaimed.

"Are you just noticing it, I thought I would give you 
an added treat." She said. 

"How was I to know you were naked under there?" He 
asked.

"Well how about if I pull up the skirt a little bit." 

Tracy pulled up her skirt and rolled over the top edge 
until the hem was full inch above the intersection of 
her legs. This reduced the profile of the skirt to 
about six inches. The outer lips of her pussy were 
barely visible, just enough to tease her young son.

"Oh mom that is so hot, you look really hot." Tommy 
exclaimed.

"Thank you dear." Tracy said as she spun around the 
kitchen, which raised her skirt even higher. She was 
feeling saucy; showing her body to her son was the most 
erotic sensation she has ever felt. She spun back to 
her young son and threw her arms around him in a 
motherly hug. When she held him, his face was buried 
between her breasts and his penis was forcing itself 
between her legs. She held him still savoring the 
feelings that were traveling throughout her body. She 
felt a stirring in her son's loins, there was a back 
and forth movement of her son's erection between her 
legs. It began slowly at first then it became more 
pronounced. She slowly withdrew; it had almost gone too 
far.

"Mom! It was just starting to feel good, why did you 
stop?" He asked.

"I had to stop you honey, mothers and sons don't do 
those things." She replied.

"What things? I don't even know what we were doing 
except that it felt good, and if it felt good why can't 
we do it?" He asked.

"How is a guy supposed to find about girls and sex and 
stuff when he doesn't have a dad to explain it to him?" 
He reasoned.

"I don't know honey, I don't know what to do about 
that." She replied.

"Why don't you show me about girls and sex?" He asked.

"Have you ever seen a naked girl before?" She asked.

"Just pictures in magazines." He said. "And when you 
came in to pee the other day." He admitted.

 "What is it that you want to know?" She asked.

"I want to know what girls look like between their legs 
and I want to know what fucking is?" He asked.

"Well since you peeked at me the other day, you know 
what girls look like don't you." She said.

"I want to see you up close, just to learn about how 
girls are built." He said. "Will you show me?" He 
pleaded.

"Well I guess I could." She relented. "Come over here 
and I'll show you."

Tracy sat up on the table that they had just cleared 
off and lifted her skirt. She held her legs together 
and offered her nest of pubic hair for her son to 
observe. Tommy bent over to examine his mother. As he 
came closer, Tracy leaned back on her straightened 
arms. Her legs were still close together. She looked 
down at her son's head; his face was only inches from 
her most private area.

"Mom, I can't see very much, you showed me more in the 
bathroom the other day." Tommy said.

"Oh Tommy, I am so embarrassed, I don't think that I 
can do this." Tracy lamented.

"Please Mom let me see more." He pleaded.

"Ok Tommy just this once." She said. 

Tracy spread her legs a little.

"Mom, please lay back on the table?" Tommy asked.

"Oh Tommy I feel like I'm at the doctors office." She 
said.

"What happens at the doctor's office?" Tommy asked.

"The doctor lays Mommy on a table like this and then he 
examines me." She said.

"Let's play doctor then." Tommy said.

"Tommy, that sounds so naughty." She said as she laid 
back and spread her legs slightly more.

"What does he do next?" He asked.

"He examines me." She answered.

"How?" He said.

"He looks me all over." She replied.

"He just looks?" He said. 

Tracy was looking at the kitchen ceiling; she could 
feel Tommy's hot breath on her legs near her vagina. 
She knew that she was swollen and very wet. Her clit 
would be the next thing to give her away. It would 
raise its little red head before long.

"No he pokes around down there to see if everything is 
ok." She said.

Tracy felt the first touch of her son's finger. It was 
a tentative probing, gentle, warm, and exciting. 

"Mom you're leaking, do you have to pee?" He asked.

"No honey, when you touch me I get excited and the 
liquid you see, is there to help lubricate things when 
a man puts his penis in a woman." She said.

"Is that fucking, er excuse me, making love?" He asked.

"Yes that's fucking honey, that's when a man puts his 
penis in a woman between her legs, that's what fucking 
is." Tracy said, her voice quivering with sexual 
excitement.

"Can I put my penis in you Mommy?" He asked.

"No honey, please, we can't do that." She cried.

"Why not mom? That would be fun, and I bet it would 
feel good." He said.

"Mothers and sons can't do that and that's final." She 
said as tears began to flow.

Tommy's fingers were becoming increasingly inquisitive; 
they were invading deeper into her warm and damp 
opening. She started to move her hips to the 
stimulation he was creating.

"Mom does this hurt you when I do this?" He asked.

"No honey very much the opposite; that feels good what 
you are doing." She said.

"What's this thing?" He asked. "As he wiggled his 
finger across her clitoris?"

Tracy lifted her hips off the table. "Oh Tommy don't!" 
She cried.

Tommy looked shocked and pulled his hand away, assuming 
he had hurt her in some way.

"No, no, you didn't hurt me honey, you touched my clit, 
and my clit is very sensitive and it makes Mommy jump, 
it doesn't feel bad it feels really good." Tracy 
explained when she saw Tommy's expression of concern.

"Do you want me to do that again?" He asked.

"No Tommy you shouldn't." She said.

Tommy disobeyed his mother and gave the little knob 
some more attention. He liked the reaction he got when 
he did. Tracy could not hold still, she was moving and 
bucking in the air every time her son wiggled his 
finger over the red button.

"Oh Tommy, you're making me so hot, you shouldn't be 
doing this, but it feels so good, if you don't stop, 
Mommy is going to cum, is that ok with you if Mommy 
cums?" She asked.

Tracy was almost ready to climax. Tommy was not 
manipulating her as fast as she would have liked him 
to, he was inexperienced, and he was afraid that he 
might hurt his mother if he was to go faster. His slow 
movements were driving Tracy crazy. She wanted him to 
ram her with his whole hand or better yet his stiff 
cock. She moved her hips faster and faster, trying to 
create more friction and a faster movement in her son's 
fingers. She finally reached down, grabbed his hand, 
and plunged it into her sex while thrusting herself 
against it. She climaxed with a long slow moan and a 
violent shuddering of her body. She reached out for her 
new lover and hugged him to her chest until the spasms 
quieted. It took a few minutes before she could move or 
talk.

"Oh Tommy that was so good, thank you, thank you my 
lover boy, thank you." She said.

Tommy's head was lying between her massive breasts, her 
chest was still heaving from the exertion of her 
fulfillment. Tommy had not reached his own 
satisfaction; he was still hard and excited, still not 
sure exactly what had just happened. His hand was 
stroking his organ and he was getting closer to his own 
orgasm.

"Tommy, I know, you haven't been pleasured yet, is 
they're anything that I can do to make you feel good?" 
Tracy asked.

Tommy's head was still lying on his mother's breast. 
She was still lying on the table slowly stroking the 
back of his head. He had found a nipple to suckle and 
was nibbling and sucking along with stroking himself. 

"Can I put my thing in your hole?" He asked.

"No honey, that is where I draw the line, you can't 
have intercourse with your mother, but there is 
something that I can do for you" she said. Tracy 
reached for her son's penis and continued what he had 
started.

After slowly jerking on her son's penis for a short 
time, Tracy got off the table and sat down on a chair 
as Tommy stood before her. Tommy's erect penis was 
aimed at her chin and breasts as she pulled him close 
to ejaculation. Tommy thrust himself toward his 
mother's face. Tracy involuntarily opened her mouth 
slightly as Tommy was beginning to cum.

"Oh Mom, Mom, I love you." Tommy shouted as he sprayed 
his spunk on her breasts along with depositing a long 
string of seaman across her open mouth. 

Tracy licked the cum from around her mouth before she 
placed her lips around the swollen head of her son's 
penis. She sucked the last drops from him.

"Oh Mom that was wonderful." Tommy sighed. "You are the 
best Mother a guy could have." He said.

"Thank you Tommy, I enjoyed very much doing it honey." 
She said.

Tracy sat looking up at her son's satisfied face; she 
had started to finger the lips of her own sex as she 
stared at him.

"Mom do you want me to get your toy?" Tommy offered.

"Yes honey that would be nice." Tracy replied as she 
sat strumming herself shamelessly in front of her young 
son.

Tommy went to get the vibrator.

When he returned his mother was slouched down in the 
chair, her legs were splayed wide as the fingers of 
both hands were feverishly moving in her pussy.

"Turn it on, Tommy, please turn it on." She pleaded.

Tommy had not seen his Mother in such an uncontrolled 
state before; she was very engrossed in achieving 
another orgasm. She grabbed the buzzing toy from him 
and jammed it in her tormented pussy.

She started to push it in further and further. Tommy 
sat on the floor between her legs watching as the 
device began to disappear inside his mother. She would 
push it in a ways then she would pull it out before 
pushing it in again a bit farther. 

"Push it in as far as it will go Mom." He encouraged. 
"All the way"

Tracy didn't need his encouragement but having him 
share in this wonderful experience that she was having 
made the feelings even more intense.

Just as the device was about to disappear, she felt the 
warm sensation of her son's hand on top of hers as she 
launched into another intense orgasm.

"Tommy, Tommy, Oh Tommy!" She cried. "I love you!" She 
shook and quivered in the throws of her second orgasm. 

Tommy held his hand over his Mother's until the tremors 
subsided. She took her hand away and Tommy turned off 
the device that was still deep inside her.

Tommy took hold of the vibrator and started to pull it 
out. His Mother raised her legs displaying herself 
shamelessly. After it was out half way, he slowly began 
pushing it back in again. Tracy moaned and Tommy 
repeated the action until Tracy was on the brink of yet 
another orgasm. Just before she began to scream for the 
third time, Tommy turned it on.

**

The next day Tracy raced home from work anticipating a 
night alone with her son. When she came into the 
kitchen, she was disappointed to see that Tommy had 
some friends over. 

Billy and Sally were schoolmates of Tommy's that Tracy 
had met before.

"Hi kids." She said. 

"Tommy I thought that we had a rule that you were not 
allowed to have people over when I wasn't home." She 
scolded, but she was more irate because she and Tommy 
were not alone.

"Mom we haven't been here that long." He replied.

"Well let's not push the limit or you will loose some 
of those privileges that you like." She warned.

"What kind of privileges is she talking about?" Asked 
Sally

 "I can't tell you." Tommy replied.

"What's the secret?" Billy asked.

"I just can't tell you." Tommy insisted.

Sally directed the question towards Tracy.

"What kind of special privileges is Tommy allowed when 
he's good?" Sally asked.

"Oh I can't tell you honey, but you can be sure that it 
is something really special." Tracy assured her.

"Do you let him watch sexy movies on cable?" Sally 
queried.

"It's something like that." Tracy said grinning from 
ear to ear.

"Is it X rated movies that you let him watch?" Billy 
asked excitedly.

"I'm not saying anything more." Tracy said. They were 
getting too close to the truth.

"Billy brought over some videos, can we watch them 
until supper is ready?" Asked Tommy.

"Sure kids, I'm going to take a little nap before I 
start supper, will you both stay?" Tracy asked.

Tracy was hoping that they would leave; she wanted 
Tommy to herself tonight. She was somewhat disturbed 
that he would invite someone over after what had 
happened the night before.

"Sure Mrs. Williams we can stay." Sally replied.

'Damn, why don't they leave,' Tracy thought.

Tracy went to her room and changed into a tee shirt and 
a pair of shorts. She decided that it was too hot to 
wear underwear. Tracy lay down on the bed for her nap.

It was almost an hour before Tracy woke and came out of 
her room. She could hear the soft murmuring of the TV. 
She went to the kitchen to start supper without looking 
in the living room. 

She had supper well underway before she went in where 
the kids were to see what they were watching. It took 
her a full minute for her to fully understand what they 
were seeing. There on the screen were two women and a 
man naked and engaged in raw sex. One woman had the 
man's cock in her mouth and the other woman was sitting 
on the man's face having her vagina licked.

Tracy did not know what to say. When she finally could 
tear her eyes away from the screen, the activity that 
the children were engaged in shocked her even more. 

Sally was holding both boys' penises in her hands and 
the boys had their hands between Sally's legs. They all 
had their shorts and undies around their ankles.

"WHAT are you children doing?" She screamed.

"Don't worry Mrs. Wilson we don't do anything more than 
jerk each other off." Sally reassured her.

Sally's blouse was open also, her pert little breasts 
were sticking out, and her nipples were rigid and 
swollen red.

"Did you think that I wouldn't mind you doing that in 
my home?" Tracy demanded.

"Tommy said that you were cool with it, Mrs. Wilson, 
we're sorry if you don't like it." Sally explained.

"Mom you said that it was alright to masturbate didn't 
you; you admitted that you do it yourself." Tommy said. 
"You even bought a vibrator for us to use."

"Tommy that was supposed to be our secret, you weren't 
supposed to bring in the whole neighborhood to share." 
Tracy insisted.

All the time the discussion was going on the two boys 
did not stop probing their fingers into Sally's little 
opening, nor did she at any time let go of the boy's 
penises.

Between the movie and the real life sex show in her 
living room, Tracy was uncontrollably aroused to the 
point of near climax.

"We promise not to fuck, Mrs. Wilson, and this jerking 
each other off is better that getting fucked and having 
babies, isn't it?" Sally reasoned.

"Tommy said that we could do it here without any 
hassle. He said that you were a cool Mom, was he 
wrong?" Billy asked. 

Tracy did want to be thought of as a "Cool Mom."

"We each took an oath that we wouldn't screw around 
with anyone else until we graduate from high school, 
that way we won't catch any ugly disease." Sally 
explained further. 

They continued their mutual manipulation of each other.

Tracy had all she could do not to rub her inflamed 
crotch for relief.

The movie had progressed to where the man was doing one 
of the women dog style while the other woman was on the 
bottom of the pile licking the man's cock as he stroked 
in and out.

"What's for supper?" Billy asked as a signal that the 
discussion about sex was over.

"Baked chicken." Tracy replied weakly. "I guess I had 
better check the oven."

Tracy got up to go to kitchen. After she was satisfied 
that the dinner was coming along just fine, she looked 
again into the living room to see that Sally had worked 
the boys up to near ejaculation. They were both 
stretched out with their eyes closed and Sally was 
jerking their cocks in rapid strokes. 

"Their almost there." She boasted as Tracy walked into 
the room. Tracy grabbed two handfuls of Kleenex and 
stood by as Sally brought first one then the other boy 
to a climax.

Tracy helped Sally clean up the mess; Tracy cleaned up 
Tommy as Sally wiped up Billy. Both boys just lay 
still, enjoying the added pleasure of being cleaned off 
by the two women.

"Don't you get any pleasure from your arrangement?" 
Tracy asked Sally.

"Most of the time not, but I think it's fun getting 
them off and sometimes they take the time to make me 
come." Sally explained.

"It doesn't sound fare." Tracy said. 

"Do you want to use my new toy?" Tracy offered.

"Sure I like to try it." Sally said.

Tracy went to her room and returned with the vibrator.

"How do you work it?" Sally asked.

"You just twist the bottom." Tracy said.

Sally had stepped out of her panties and shorts as she 
stood up to approach Tracy.

Sally took the device and passed the humming cylinder 
between her legs as she stood.

"Omgosh that feels heavenly." Sally said. 

Sally moaned as the device did its magic. She lay down 
on the floor and brought her knees up to her chest as 
she probed the cylinder deeper inside herself.

"Billy, Tommy come over here." She demanded.

The boys both stood and left their clothes as they went 
to the floor where Sally lay screwing herself.

"You know what I want, please let me have them." Sally 
pleaded.

Both boys knelt next to Sally's head and offered her 
their cocks. After she had them both near her mouth 
where she could suck one then the other, she started to 
buck and squirm around the floor until she blasted the 
air with her orgasmic scream. Then, as she came and as 
she always did before, she squirted out a puddle of 
ejaculate. 

Tracy again grabbed the Kleenex and began wiping up the 
stain on the carpet.

"Sorry Mom, I guess I should have warned you, she 
always pisses a bit when she comes." Tommy said.

"It's not piss Tommy, some girls are just like that; 
they come like a man sometimes." Tracy explained. 

"Sorry Mrs. Wilson, I didn't think I was going to come 
that fast; that toy of yours really works." Sally said.

"Yes it does." Tracy replied. 

Tracy was done wiping the carpet; she began wiping the 
liquid from Sally's legs and when she was done with the 
young girls legs she found moisture still clinging to 
the pedals of the young girl's flower. Tracy began to 
gently dab at the drops of moisture until she had 
spread open the lips and was massaging Sally's clit.

"Mrs. Wilson, what you're doing is going to get me to 
stain you carpet again." Sally warned.

Sally was again bucking to the rhythm that Tracy's 
fingers had established.

"Boys don't you want Sally to suck you again?" Tracy 
asked, not believing what her ears were hearing herself 
say.

"Sure Mrs. Wilson." Billy replied. The boys resumed 
their earlier position.

Tracy had positioned herself between Sally's legs so 
that she could hold Sally's vaginal lips open while she 
worked her magic with her fingers. Sally was eagerly 
sucking the two boys, making loud obscene noises as she 
did. 

Tracy had worked her way closer to the object she was 
stimulating until her face was quite close to Sally's 
swollen sex. The smell of the young girl's excitement 
drew her closer until her nose had touched the wet 
opening. Then her tongue snaked out to taste the 
nectar.

The boys began to moan, signaling their approach. Sally 
started a muffled moan as Tracy's tongue sampled deeper 
into the girl's sex.

The boys were first, and in unison with their cries of 
oh God, oh God I'm coming. Sally held them by placing 
her arms between their legs and holding their asses 
close to her as she drank both their juices.

Then it was Sally's turn after the spent penises 
slipped out of her mouth and she was finished 
swallowing, Sally gushed again, this time there was 
Tracy there to try to keep the stain from reaching the 
rug. She tried but there was just too much for her. 

Tracy lay between Sally's legs for quite some time. If 
she moved from her position on the floor, she would 
have to come to the realization that she had just 
licked one of her son's friend's pussy. She didn't want 
that realization to happen. She would rather lay there 
with her lips pressed against Sally's pussy and think 
about later.

Tommy stood up on shaky legs and asked his mother when 
supper would be ready.

Then Billy stood up.

Tracy reluctantly backed away from Sally, gave her 
pussy one more little kiss and replied.

"It should be ready now." She said in a weak voice as 
she stood up.

The two boys and Tracy looked at Sally laying there 
with her naked body aglow with satisfaction.

"I don't know if I can stand up." Sally said as she 
struggled to her feet.

"Mrs. Masters you were wonderful." Sally said as she 
put her arms around Tracy's neck. She followed the hug 
with a lingering kiss on Tracy's lips.

"Thank you, that was the best ever." Sally said.

"You are welcome." Tracy said. "It was really my 
pleasure and please call me Tracy."

"When can we eat, mom?" Tommy asked spoiling the mood 
that had been started between Tracy and Sally.

They went to the table as Tracy brought the plates of 
fried chicken and French fries.

The three teens seemed quite comfortable being naked at 
the table. Sally's breasts were quite beautiful as they 
bounced at her every movement. Tracy found herself 
looking at Sally more than she did at Billy or Tommy. 
She did notice that Billy's penis was not as large as 
Tommy's; she took great pride in that. Both boys were 
limp, which meant that they were either satisfied or 
very hungry.

When Tracy sat down, Billy asked her if they were going 
to see her naked.

"I don't think so, Billy, I could get into a lot of 
trouble just letting you children do what you did. And 
I certainly could go to jail just letting you be naked 
in my house." Tracy said.

"We wouldn't tell anyone Mrs.---er Tracy." Sally said. 
"We would sure like to see you with out your clothes 
on."

"Yea!" Billy said.

"Tommy, what do you think, do you mind if your mother 
throws caution to the wind and gets naked?" Tracy 
asked.

"Moms right, she could get into trouble." Tommy said.

"Tommy, you surprise me, I would have thought that you 
would want me to get naked," Tracy said.

"I just don't want you to go to jail," Tommy said.

Tracy sensed just as everybody at the table sensed that 
he was jealous of having his mother naked with other 
people.

"Ok honey, I'll keep my clothes on then." Tracy said. 
Her voice reflected her disappointment in not joining 
in with the children's fun. 

The rest of the meal was pretty quiet. Tommy had put a 
damper on what everyone thought would be an evening of 
sexual exploration.

After everyone was done, the kids went to the living 
room and got dressed before helping with the dishes. 
Tommy was the first to get dressed. There would be no 
fun tonight.

Sally and Billy left as soon as dishes were done. Tracy 
sat at the table waiting for Tommy to return from 
showing their guests to the door. Tommy walked right 
past his mother on his way to his room.

"Tommy!" She called. "Come here please!" She said.

Tommy returned to the kitchen.

"What's wrong honey? Did I do something wrong?" Tracy 
asked.

"I don't know mom, it just bothered me that you were 
having so much fun with Sally, and that it looked like 
you were looking forward to doing something with 
Billy." Tommy said.

"But I thought that is what you wanted; you brought 
them over here and started having sex with them." Tracy 
reasoned.

"I know mom, but I just wanted to show them how cool my 
mom was, I didn't think that you were going to join in. 
I don't want to share you with anyone." He said.

"Oh honey." Tracy said as she held her arms out for a 
hug. "I will save myself for you; I won't have sex with 
anyone else but you." 

"Thanks mom, I love you." Tommy said. He had tears in 
his eyes and turned away so that she couldn't see them.

As they stood hugging together, Tracy asked him if 
there was anything that he wanted tonight before he 
went to bed.

"Could you suck me again, mom?" He asked.

"Of course I can, honey."

Tracy began unbuttoning her blouse.

**

The next morning Tracy found a note under her 
windshield as she went to work. 


-----

"Dear Tracy, 

I had so much fun with you last night that I would like 
to see you again, alone without Tommy. I think that he 
is jealous of me and it would upset him if he knew. 
Tommy has soccer practice tonight, would you mind if I 
come over after school. I will be here at three; Tommy 
won't be home until after six."

Signed Sally.

-----

Tracy immediately became wet between the legs after 
reading the note. She decided to leave work early to be 
here at three.

All day long, Tracy could think of nothing else her 
meeting with Sally that afternoon. She left work at 
two, using the excuse of a headache as her reason for 
leaving. She arrived at two-thirty and went to her room 
to change. Just as she was about to put on a tee shirt 
and jeans, the door bell rang. Tracy threw on a robe 
and went to the door. 

Sally stood there holding an arm load of books.

"I left school a little early; I told the nurse I had a 
headache." Sally said.

Tracy laughed. "I told work the same thing."

They both laughed together. There was a little bit of 
tension in the air, the laughter eased it to some 
extent.

"Come in." Sally said. "I was just getting dressed."

Sally sat down in the living room as if to wait for 
Tracy to finish.

"Sally come on back and keep me company." Tracy said.

When Sally entered Tracy's room she was amazed at 
Tracy's wardrobe.

"You have so many pretty clothes, Tracy." Sally said.

"You have to have a pretty big collection when you work 
in a bank." Tracy said.

"I bet you look great in this." Sally said as she 
pointed to a strapless evening dress.

"That's not for work, in fact I haven't had an occasion 
to wear it yet, I haven't dated in ages." Tracy said. 

"You shouldn't have any trouble attracting men, you are 
really pretty." Sally said.

"Thank you Sally, I think that you are very pretty 
too." 

They both looked at each other's eyes, there was an 
electric current being generated in the room. Tracy 
wanted nothing more that to tear her robe off and get 
naked with this sexy young girl. Sally wanted the same.

"Try it on for me please?" Sally said.

Tracy was thinking that this stalling before the actual 
act that was sure to follow was sweet madness.

"Ok honey, that would be fun, then I could get your 
opinion about shoes and things." Tracy said.

Tracy shrugged off the robe and let it fall to the 
floor. In her bra and panties, she reached for the 
dress and took it off the hanger. 

"You can't wear that bra with that dress, take it off." 
Sally said.

"I would have to wear a bra, Sally, wouldn't I?" Tracy 
said.

"Why should you, I bet that your breast stand up for 
themselves, let's see." Sally said as she took the 
dress from Tracy so that Tracy could take off her bra.

Tracy pulled her left strap from her shoulder and then 
her right. She paused for a moment and looked deep into 
Sally's eyes before reaching behind her to undo the 
clasp. Undoing the clasp was a rapid movement and then 
she shook off the garment. She tentatively held her 
palms in front to block Sally's view. Sally reached 
over and gently pushed each arm one at a time to her 
sides. Sally stood back and looked longingly at her new 
friend.

"They are so beautiful." Sally said. Sally extended her 
arm that held the dress. Tracy took it and began to 
step into it, never taking her eyes from Sally's.

Tracy turned around to let Sally zip her up. When she 
turned back again, Sally's eyes widened in approval.

"Oh Tracy, you are beautiful." She said.

"I bet you would look good in this." Tracy said.

"I couldn't do it justice." Sally said. "But there is 
one thing, the material is so sheer that your panties 
show and spoil the lines." 

"I can fix that." Tracy said eagerly as she pulled up 
the dress and hooked her thumbs in her panties and 
kicked them across the room.

"Now how does that look, better?" 

"That's just perfect." Sally said. "That's the way that 
dress should be worn."

Tracy spun around the room, delighting in being pretty 
for her friend.

"Now you try it on." Tracy said and she lifted the 
dress over her head.

Sally took the dress and stared at Tracy, drinking in 
the sight of her nakedness. She set the dress down and 
began to take her clothes off. She moved very slowly. 
Button by button, clasp by clasp, she was in no hurry. 
Finally she stepped out of her last garment and stood 
there. The dress was forgotten.

"Do you know what I have always wanted to do?" Tracy 
said.

"No, what?" Sally replied.

"I've always wanted to know what the feel of another 
woman's breasts would feel like against mine." Tracy 
whispered.

"I've wondered too." Sally said.

The women moved toward each other. The slight 
differences in their heights; Tracy being a little 
taller than the younger girl; was made up by the fact 
that Tracy's breasts were a little lower than Sally's. 
When they met it was a perfect match. Their nipples 
aligned themselves perfectly. They touched nipples and 
paused for a moment, savoring the feeling, then they 
began a side to side swaying which caused their 
hardened nipples to catch and hold for a moment before 
they would spring free and then the process would be 
repeated.

As the nipple stimulation began to effect the two women 
it was apparent to Sally that she was going to have to 
be the aggressor in this paring. Tracy it seems would 
have stood there all day letting the waves of pleasure 
that were being generated by their breast flow over her 
body.

Sally moved closer, causing their breasts to mash 
together, she put her arms around Tracy and kissed her 
gently on the lips. As the kiss progressed Sally 
touched Tracy's lips with her tongue. Tracy opened her 
mouth and allowed Sally's tongue to explore her mouth. 
Sally's hands began to caress Tracy's breasts and this 
caused Tracy to forget the gentleness that had been the 
pattern to their love making so far. Tracy exploded 
with desire, she held Sally's face with her hands and 
kissed her roughly, jamming her tongue in Sally's 
mouth. She also dragged Sally towards the bed and threw 
her down before she gained control of herself.

"I'm so sorry I did that, did I hurt you?" Tracy said.

As though to answer her question, Sally rose up off the 
bed and pushed Tracy down on her back. She got up and 
manhandled Tracy until she was laying across the bed 
with her knees hanging over and her feet on the floor. 
Tracy didn't know what was going to happen next. She 
was wide eyed as she watched Sally go around the bed 
behind her. Then Sally was over her and had one of her 
nipples in her mouth. This position brought one of 
Sally's nipples to where Tracy could return the favor.

The mutual sucking became quite loud. The erotic sound 
drove the women to a frenzy of sucking activity, first 
one breast then the other. 

Finally Sally moved down Tracy's belly, kissing and 
licking all the way down, pausing only to thoroughly 
lick out Tracy's navel.

Tracy was almost frantic with desire, she was too 
engrossed in her own pleasure to reciprocate to her 
lover treatment in kind; until of course her nose felt 
the tickle of Sally's pubic hair. Then, Tracy 
remembered the afternoon before and the familiar smell 
of her lover, then all she could think of was to give 
her lover the same loving treatment that she gave 
before. Tracy plunged her tongue deep into Sally's wet 
pussy.

Sally was in the process of teasing the outer lips of 
Tracy's womanhood, she was going to take it slow and 
drive her lover crazy with desire. Things were going 
according to plan until her vagina was violated by lips 
and tongue of her new friend. All Sally could do was to 
raise herself from Tracy's pussy and scream at the 
extreme pleasure that she was receiving.

Tracy turned into a mad woman possessed. Her tongue was 
fluttering like a hummingbirds wings, her mouth and 
lips were sucking the juices from Sally as fast as her 
body could produce them.

Sally straightened her body upright until Tracy had the 
opportunity to touch Sally in another intimate place. 
Tracy did not pass up the opportunity. She was eager to 
drive her tongue deep into Sally's other orifice.

When Sally realized that her new lover had no 
inhibitions about what she would do to her, she 
climaxed, as soon as Tracy's tongue probed deep into 
Sally's ass for the second time.

She of course ejaculated a copious amount of her juices 
as she collapsed upon Tracy. Tracy tried to drink the 
warm liquid, but there was too much for one person to 
consume. The bed was soaked.

They lay there for a time, holding each other. Tracy 
held her mouth against Sally's dripping pussy. Sally's 
mouth was close to Tracy's opening, but Sally had not 
quite regained her senses enough to move as yet. 

Tracy did not feel as if she needed to be made love to, 
witnessing her lover's enjoyment was satisfaction 
enough. It felt wonderful to lie there with the feeling 
of her lover on top of her. She could smell her 
wonderful smell and taste her wonderful taste; she may 
never want to move.

Gradually Sally started to stir. At first the only 
things that she could move were her eyes. When she 
opened them, she was looking into the luscious folds of 
her lover's pussy. Then she got her lips to move. She 
kissed those puffy lips. Tracy moaned her thanks. Then 
Sally got her tongue to move. Just a gentle flick, to 
wake her lover. 

Tracy began to gyrate her hips, hoping for another 
flick of Sally's tongue. Then it came, deeper this 
time. Then there was nothing again. She waited. Longer 
this time before another lick. Then it came. This was 
deeper and longer, almost the full length of her 
opening. Tracy moved more, searching for more. She 
waited. This time it was maddening. Tracy cried out. 

"PLEASE!" She cried.

"PLEASE!" She cried again her hips still searching for 
the tongue or finger or anything. "PLEASE!" She begged.

Then there was something, a slight touch of something. 
Too soft to tell what was happening. Tracy drove her 
hips up to meet this thing that was driving her MAD. 
There was nothing there.

Tracy rested; she was still for a moment. Then there it 
was again. A slight flutter this time, or was she 
imagining it, maybe there was nothing there. She 
remained still, waiting, hoping. Hoping for something 
to touch her, anything even a brick would feel good at 
this moment.

Then there it was again, no mistake this time, it was a 
tongue. A tongue was licking. That's all a tongue can 
do is, lick. But it was licking outside her arouse sex. 
It had the audacity, the nerve to be licking somewhere 
else than deep inside her where it belongs. This 
terrible organ, this teasing hunk of flesh was set to 
drive her insane. Yet Tracy could appreciate the 
sweetness of this torture. She could almost find 
pleasure in it if she could be sure that at some point, 
this devilish organ, if it indeed it is an organ, this 
devilish organ would at some future time, gouge the 
inside of my womanhood and bring me the relief that I 
must have. 

Tracy remained motionless; she must remain still only 
to be able to analyze the subtle sensations that might 
be bestowed on her or in her. Nothing, nothing for a 
long time. Was her lover asleep. Tracy dare not talk, 
talking could spoil the mood. 

END

Tracy and Tommy - Alvin LeaderPage 203/5/2009

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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