With a check-in and deep kisses

"I want both of you to make love to me," Joyce said to Gary and Bernie. "I brought everything down here that you might need. I would love for you to start with a massage." She lay down on the floor mattress and invited them to join her.

"Mom, what are your boundaries?" Bernie asked. "Um, anything we shouldn't touch? Fluids? Barriers?"

"Mostly about anal play, dear," Joyce said. "I enjoy anal eroticism, as you well know." She nodded to Bernie. "I especially adore oral-anal play. But we should use some sense. Condoms or gloves for anal penetration, change them out right away. If you use your mouth, wash and rinse out very well before you put it anywhere else. That goes for my anus and yours. Both of you. But other than anal, no barriers are fine. And you can touch me anywhere. Gently to start, and I'll let you know if it's not working."

"Okay," Bernie said.

Gary nodded. "'Kay," he said.

"Let me look at your fingernails, dears," Joyce said. She took their hands and slid their fingertips over her skin. "Good. Short and smooth."

Gary blinked. Joyce had quite the pre-flight check.

"Bernie dear, would you can go get us some glasses of water?" Joyce said. "We may be pretty thirsty later."

Gary smiled. Joyce was right. Even being nude and indoors out of the sun, it was a hot summer day. Just a massage would raise a sweat, and he was expecting some vigorous intercourse after.

Bernie went to fetch the water.

Joyce captured Gary's eyes with her gaze. "I am very much looking forward to feeling your penis inside me," she said. "I've admired your penis every time you've come to visit, and even more so when you masturbated for me. When my daughter told me how much she enjoyed intercourse with you, I couldn't help but imagine it. I was hoping one day I'd get to see the two of you together. I never dreamed that Naomi would offer to share you with me."

Gary swallowed. "Yeah, I guess I'd gotten used to you and Bernie being nudists at home, I hadn't even thought you might be looking." His penis was hard and pulsing under Joyce's gaze. Bernie had offered to ask her mom to have sex with Gary as a peace offering for Bernie's cheating. Instead, Joyce was giving Gary the gaze of a hungry panther who had just discovered a tasty treat. Panther. Don't think the c-word, don't think the c-word.

"Here we go," Bernie said, returning with a tray with three cups of water. "All set."

"Kiss me, dears," Joyce said.

Bernie leaned forward and kissed her mother on the lips. Gary watched their heads tilt to avoid scrunching their noses together. Mother and daughter, each with curly brown hair, Joyce's a big, frizzy mop, Bernie's thicker, darker, a pile of glossy ringlets. Joyce was the more assertive kisser, pressing into Bernie's lips. There were moist sounds of tongues and lips moving together, and Gary's heart thumped. Bernie was even moaning as Joyce kissed her, making little short sounds through her nose.

Gary's eyes strayed to the toys and supplies Joyce had brought down. Laid out beside the floor mattress were two kinds of lubricant, a strip of wrapped condoms, a box of medical exam gloves, a dish of massage oil resting in a heavy no-spill stand, two harnesses with dildoes already attached, an extra dildo, a butt plug, and two vibrators plugged into a power strip. And a plastic box of moist wipes for clean-up.

"Gary dear?" Joyce called him.

Bernie was sitting beside Joyce. Her chest was heaving with fast, deep breaths after her mother's deep kisses, and her large brown nipples were firmly erect at the tips of her heavy breasts.

Gary moved next to Joyce and let her capture him in her embrace. Joyce hugged him close to herself. Her breasts were larger and softer than Bernie's and hung down lower, but Gary could feel Joyce's nipples were just as stiff with arousal. Was Joyce turned on more by him or by those intense lesbian kisses with her daughter? Joyce's cheek brushed against his. She nibbled his earlobe and said, "Kiss me now."

Gary thought of Bernie's kisses as soft and sloppy, eager and yearning for his mouth. Joyce's lips were soft, yes, but hungry and knowing. He moaned, surprised by her passion. Joyce pressed her lips hard to his, then moved, exploring his lips, licking, sucking his lower lip, then kissing softly, running her fingertips from his ears down his neck. "Mmmnh!" Gary moaned again. She tilted her head and brought her tongue into play, pressing through his lips. Joyce held his head still with her hands as she fucked her tongue into his mouth. "Mmmnh, mmnh!" Gary moaned through his nose.

And just as quickly, Joyce leaned back and laughed. "I think we've got you going, young man," she said. She nodded to the head of Gary's cock, which was weeping pre-cum.

Gary stared at Joyce with surprise. "Wow. Yeah." He looked at Bernie.

She nodded, her cheeks still flushed. "Guess I should have warned you?" Bernie said.

Joyce moved over to the floor mattress. "Would you like to start by massaging my back? Or my front?" she asked.