Caught in the act

It's been a couple weeks since Dan propositioned you for sex. You and Sara are doing great together, you've even taken to wearing matching heart-shaped pendant necklaces and you feel like things are getting more serious with every passing day. That doesn't mean you aren't missing the old hetero life. Sometimes when you're in bed at night you think about old boyfriends or cute guys you see out and about.

You're over at Sara's house one night. Her husband is on a business trip. Tommy and her daughter are asleep. You have the living room all to yourself, candles burning, a bottle of wine between you, curled up watching some episodes of that lesbian TV show. A sex scene on the show is pretty hot and you and Sara start feeling around under the blanket. Soon you're kissing from her lips and down to her neck, she lifts her shirt and you kiss her heavy breasts and suck her fat nipples. The show is over but neither of you care. Sara is leaned down low in the couch, her legs over your shoulders, and you're busily tonguing away at her clit. While you're working your tongue on her sweet slit your fingers are busy between your own legs, pressing hard against your little bud and slipping into the juicy crease of your cunny.

You're both working closer and closer to an orgasm. Sara, whispering your name and encouraging you with nasty instructions, you rolling your hips against your fucking fingers, aching for release, moaning with your lips against your lover's sweet pussy. You almost don't notice him standing there, but over Sara's shoulder, past the back of the couch, Sara's 18-year-old son Tommy is crouched down on the dark stairs. He's watching intently, watching you tongue his mother's cunt, and he has a huge cock out and in his hands, stroking away at it. You make eye contact and you both freeze, he with his hand at the end of his dick, loose skin tugged and pulled up around the head, precum beaded at the slit, you with your tongue buried in Sara's folds, your lips over her clit, sucking hard on her little bullet. Everything is frozen as you and Tommy share the secret that you know what the other is doing.

"Don't stop," Sara moans, breaking the silence, "I'm so close."

She pulls your face down between her thighs and you resume licking and sucking, fingers on your throbbing clit, your other thumb working between her overhanging cheeks, pressing against the hot wrinkle of her other hole. Tommy resumes as well, smiling even, stroking his big cock and working himself into a fist-pounding frenzy as you take his mother to the brink. The orgasm is incredibly synchronized. You cum first, moaning your orgasm into Sara's cunt, rocking against your fingers and thumb as waves of climax shudder through your sweat-polished body. The sound of your pleasure is too much for Sara and as your moans vibrate through her she grabs your head and pulls it roughly down against her cunt, bucking her hips into your face, gushing her sweet honey into your sucking, licking mouth. Tommy grunts once, almost silently, and you watch as white ropes of spunk flop out of his huge dick and decorate the handrail of the staircase. Thick globs splatter on the stairs and dangle in long strings. He wipes up as best he can with his sock and hurries up the stairs.

What a night. Of course it's not over for you and Sara. She insists on getting you on your back on the floor and pushing your legs back so your toes are nearly touching the ground. She fingers and tongues you to several orgasms in this otherwise awkward position.

The next day when you stop by Sara is taking a bath, but Tommy answers the door. You both blush and have a little trouble making contact, but it's Tommy that broaches the subject with you.

"Look, I know you and my mom are like, a couple, or whatever, and that's cool I guess, but like," Tommy seems unsure of how to approach what he is saying so he just blurts it out, "I mean I can keep the secret, but you're gonna owe me. Like big time."

"What do you mean?" you demand, getting a little irritated.

"I mean, well, it's not like ****, I want to keep your secret, it's just that I'm a virgin. There, you happy? I was hoping, like maybe, since I'm helping you so much-"

"You want to fuck me? Is that what you're getting at?"

"Yeah," he says. "Just once and then I'll never say anything again."

He doesn't seem like a blackmailer, but on the other hand you are pretty much destroying his family by screwing his mom almost every night. Maybe you should give him a little something. He's your age and not horribly ugly, just a big dork, and that huge cock of his would probably be your biggest of all time. On the other hand, he's such a wimp you can probably get away with calling his bluff.