Talking leads to show-and-tell

I'll repeat my invitation, Gary," Joyce said, smiling and nodding. "If you and your mother need a place to be sexual together, you can certainly come here. Bernie and I masturbate together, so I fully understand and approve. The world would be a better place if more people could share in that way."

"Uh-huh, I'll let my mom know," Gary told his girlfriend's mother.

"So how did things work around to that day in the van?" Joyce asked. She shifted her nude, golden-skinned body in her chair so she could listen more comfortably to her daughter's boyfriend, who was also nude, seated in the chair facing her.

"Well, you know," Gary started, "like I said, Mom had opened her nightie and showed off her breasts to me -- Mom has great tits, um, well, I mean, I love Bernie's too, they're really sensitive -- and we talked more about her walking in on me in my bedroom dicking my friend Peter, and then some other stuff. And it put us both kind of in this funny place, embarrassed, but turned on. So we made a joke of it but we looked at each other and suddenly it was serious. So we talked about you and Bernie masturbating together, that she saw you at the Pleasure Circle. And I told her you'd seen me, you know, in the car after the concert..."

Joyce looked down, ashamed at her impulse that had made her demand that Gary should finish himself off instead of touching himself and trying to hide it.

"Oh, no, Joyce, that was okay," Gary said. "So I showed her my cock and touched myself and asked if she was going to go to bed. And she gave me some more reminders about safe sex and I thought that was going to be it. But Mom stayed and jacked me off the way she did once before when I was too sick to finish myself off and get some rest..."

Veevee beamed at her son, her face shining as she watched him moan, tense, and ejaculate, his cock swelling and shooting as she stroked his shaft and fingered his ass.

"So beautiful," she murmured. "so beautiful, Gary."

She moved her hands more slowly as her son's body quieted and finally, slowly removed her finger from his anus as she kept her other hand on his penis. She pulled several tissues from the box beside his bed and blotted at the cooling rays of liquid seed on Gary's abdomen and chest.

Veevee smiled lovingly at her son. "Thank you, Gary," she said. "That was so beautiful. I'm so lucky to see you come."

Gary coughed and sighed. "Wow," he said. "Sure, Mom. Ahhh," he breathed. "Thank you. A lot. Maybe if I'm lucky I can see you come, like Bernie gets to see her mom."

"Maybe," Veevee said. "You and I should talk some more about you and Peter, and you and Bernie as well. Should I catch you between classes tomorrow, maybe?"

"Yeah, Mom," Gary said. "Tomorrow is Tuesday, and I have a long break in the afternoon. Maybe we can meet at my car? I mean, actually I've got Stuart's van. It doesn't have a parking sticker, so I park it on the lower campus."

"Sounds good, Gary," she said.

"Okay Mom," Gary said.

"Good night, Gary," Veevee said. She kissed his cheek. "Sleep well, and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, Mom," Gary said. "And thank you. That was so good."

Veevee blew him a kiss from the door.

"So Mom and I were going to meet the next day out by where I parked the van," Gary told his girlfriend's mother. "We walked and talked for a little bit, but it was hot and breezy that day, so we got into Stuart's van and I turned the A/C on. We sat in the back, which is this big flat padded space with cushions and stuff like a big mattress. She thought it was pretty funny that it was tricked out like that, and she laughed out loud when I told her how much sex mileage the back of the van gets. I mean, Stu gets a lot of action from surf kids, like he's the Sex Godfather or something. And he likes to watch, too."

Joyce raised her eyebrows and Gary realized he was rambling.

"Sorry," Gary said. "Anyway, Mom and I talked some more about stuff, and she had brought me some unlubricated condoms to use for oral sex with Peter and I was listening hard and nodding and saying yes to all this stuff, you know, yes I understood how to use them, and yes, a drop of lube in the tip makes them nicer, and yes was going to be careful and yes I had to talk with Bernie and so on, but there wasn't all that much when we finally wound down and we were looking at each other again like the last night."

Gary took a deep breath and held Veevee's eyes. "So do you think I might get to see you come?" he asked.

She looked back at him, breathed deeply once, then twice, searching his face. "Yes."

Gary felt his cheeks grow warm. "Wow. When... what do you think a good time would be?" He wondered what would be the right occasion for his mom to invite him to watch her spanking the monkey. Could he join Joyce's Pleasure Circle?

Veevee sat up and looked out the thinly curtained windows of the van at the trees of the lower campus woods along the quiet service road. "How about now?"

"Um, okay," Gary said.

Veevee smiled at him and tilted her head. "You sure?"

Gary smiled back. "Yes, sure," he said more confidently.

Veevee slipped off her sandals and tugged at the waistband of her shorts. "Nothing much you haven't seen in the sauna already," she said.

"Right," Gary said, but he watched the edge of the cloth slide down his mother's belly until her dark golden pubic hairs peeked out. The front of his shorts tightened as his erection grew. The soft swell of her mons was revealed, then the rosy-tan, softly crinkled curtains of her inner labia framed by the plump, lightly fleeced outer lips.

Veevee kicked her shorts and panties aside and spread her lips to display the deep pink center of her furrow and the moist little wings flanking her vaginal opening.

Gary wondered how many miles his father's cock had traveled in and out that gate, seven inches at a stroke? Ten miles a year? Maybe two hundred miles of fucking? Come to think of it, many cocks had entered there? Two? Three? Twenty? By now, partway through college, Gary's own penis had penetrated five women -- his girlfriends Meg, Sharon, and Bernie, his friend Peter Walker's piano teacher Miss Wilder, and Sonia Rubin, Gary's summer odd-jobs boss -- and two men, his friend Peter and Trent from Stuart's surf crowd. He once heard Mom joke with Dad that she could never find enough help keeping that itch in her britches well-poked until she settled down with Dad. So yes, maybe Mom had had twenty cocks up her. Wow.

Veevee dipped moisture from her vaginal entrance and spread her juices along the folds and gullies of her pink inner labia up to her clit.

Gary shifted, his shorts uncomfortably tight. A fold popped loose and the head of Gary's cock poked out the leg of his shorts.

Veevee laughed. "Looks like you appreciate the view," she said. "Do you want to see me come?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Gary said. "Yes, Mom."

"Good," Veevee said, smiling as she spread her moisture through her folds, working deliberately so Gary would be able to see everything clearly. "There are a couple of things you can do to help me get there."

"What is it?" Gary asked.

"First, take off your shorts. I want to see that stiffie, and you can't be comfortable like that."

Gary opened his shorts and slid them and his underwear off. His uncircumcised penis bounced up to salute the beautiful sight of his mother's moist, swollen, open, sexually aroused pussy. He had seen his mom naked many times, including her golden pubic bush and the cleft between her pussy lips, but he had never seen her like this with her pussy so open and aroused. Gary had never seen her clitoris, but now it was obvious, a hooded pink pearl where the inner lips joined at the top.

"What's the other thing?" Gary asked.