He smiled and blushed.
"Well, I hope they live up to your expectations."
"They will." He mumbled shyly.
Once again, Shelby changed into the new pair of shoes, and she was thrilled with how they looked. They came up to her thigh, and she knew she looked hot as fuck in them. But that didn't stop her from checking in with Connor for his opinion.
"Well?" She said.
He grinned. "Fucking fantastic."
"I feel like they look slutty on me." She blurted out. "But I kind of like looking slutty. Is that bad?"
For what felt like the dozenth time today, Connor seemed at a loss for words. Poor guy. Shelby had to admit she wasn't exactly going easy on him.
"I don't think it's bad."
"I just feel so excited and free when in dress slutty, ya know?" she continued to push.
He shrugged. "Nothing wrong with that."
"Connor?" She began.
"Yeah?" He sounded nervous about what she was about to ask him.
"Do I look slutty in these boots?"
He nodded but looked ashamed of his answer.
"Do you like when I look slutty?" She asked.
"Kind of." He mumbled noncommittally.
She stepped forward, embraced him in her arms, and whisper in his ear. "Then I'll make sure to dress slutty more often, just for you."
She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and stepped away.
After a bit more shopping and browsing the two decided to hit the foot court. They'd ordered soft pretzels and milkshakes, then sat down at one of the nearby tables to take a break.
Connor, still as quiet as ever, checked his phone while they ate, and didn't have much to say. It was also at this time that Shelby received a text from Bryce.
'Did you leave with Connor?' It read
'Yes, I figured I should spend quality time with each of my sons.'
'Is this another attempt to make me jealous?'
'No. I would have spent the day with you but you disappeared without telling me where you were.'
'Just needed some time by myself to clear my head.'
'Nothing wrong with that. I'll have plenty of time for you when I'm done with Connor.'
It took a while for Bryce to respond. When he finally did, he said
'Are you going to fuck Connor?'
Shelby smirked down at her phone. He was jealous.
"What's so funny?" Connor asked.
"Oh, nothing, honey. I'm just bantering back and forth with Bryce. I think he's jealous that I'm spending time with you instead of him today."
Connor chuckled a little. "Sounds like he's getting greedy."
"Like you wouldn't believe." She told him.
'Would you be mad if I did?' She texted Bryce.
'Not mad. Just seems kinda fucked up.'
'So it would be less fucked up to only sleep with one of my sons?'
'No...I don't know.'
'If it makes you feel any better, I think he's still too shy. Might take me a few days to loosen him up.'
Bryce didn't respond to that right away. After a few minutes, Shelby got the impression that he didn't intend to.
Connor and Shelby had both finished their snack by now and were just about ready to move on, but before they did, Shelby had an idea.
"We should take a selfie." She suggested.
Connor looked up and smiled. "Okay, sure."
Before he even knew what was happening, Shelby hopped up out of her chair, walked over to Connor, and sat down in his lap.
"It'll just be easier to get us both in the picture this way."
"Okay." He said, sounding uncertain and looking shocked.
Shelby took out her phone, and draped an arm around her son. "Smile." She told him cheerfully.
He complied, and she snapped a photo that made them look more like a couple then mother and son.
"Thanks, sweetie."
She said as she stood back up.
She sent the pic to Bryce and found herself delighted by his response.
'Whatever. I'm gonna be the one you fuck tonight.'
'After your father is done with me.' She teased.
Once again, Bryce didn't respond.
A couple of hours later, Connor and Shelby were pulling into the driveway of their home. Shelby parked the car and shut off the engine. Before Connor could get out, stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Connor, honey?" She began sweetly. "I had such a good time today."
"I did too, Mom."
And then, Shelby gave him the shock of his life.
She took his face in her hands, leaned forward, and kissed him hard on the mouth. Nothing overtly sexual. It wasn't entirely different from the peck she'd given him earlier. The difference was, this time she let her lips linger on his for a good 4 or 5 seconds. Long enough to really absorb what was happening.
By the time she pulled away, he was beet red. More importantly, a quick glance at his pants told Shelby that he was rock hard.
Later that night, after the whole family had gone to bed and Shelby had her fun with her husband, she once again slipped into Bryce's room. However, she'd likely need to be more careful in the future. She hasn't even gotten dressed again after her husband fell asleep. Instead, she'd opted to walk naked through the hall and into yer son's room.
"Hey, cutie." She whispered softly as she shut his bedroom door behind her.
"Hey." He said back, trying to sound disinterested.
She strode over to him with a chastising frown on her face. "If you're not happy to see me, I can leave."
Bryce threw his covers aside to reveal his raging erection.
"So you are happy to see me then."
"Come here." He said.
With a smile, Shelby walked to his bed and climbed on top of her son. She straddled him and hovered over her painfully erect cock.
"Did you miss me?" She asked cheekily.
"Fuck yes." He growled.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her ample chest.
"How was your date with Connor?" He quipped.
She giggled. "It wasn't a date. We literally just went shopping." She began to grind her wetness on the underside of his cock. "Nothing even happened."
"Nothing?" Bruce asked as he began to lick and sick her tits.
"Well, almost nothing." She said smugly. "We just kissed, that's all. And I didn't even use tongue."
"I knew it." He said in between kisses to her incredible chest.
"Please don't be mad." She said in a mock innocent tone.
"I won't be mad as long as he doesn't fuck you."
"Sweetie, you know it isn't fair for me to fuck you and not your brothers. I love all of you equally."
"I don't care about fairness; I just want what I want." As Bryce spoke, he reached down, grabbed his cock, and slid the head inside his mother."
"Fair enough." She said. She let out a gasp as she slowly slid down the length of his shaft. "But look at it this way. I want what I want, too." Then she leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "And what I want is to fuck every cock I can possibly get my hands on."
"You're greedy." He said as he began to thrust up into her.
She drew back and bit her lip as she nodded. "I'm a greedy slut."
She felt him twitch inside her as she said that. "You like that, didn't you?"
"Fuck yeah." He rasped.
"You like knowing Mommy's a greedy slut who'll fuck any cock that's willing?"
"Yes!" He hissed as he fucked his hips up into her harder
"I know something else you're going to like." She said teasingly.
"What?" He asked, obviously eager.
She smiled at him for a moment, making him wait for the information as she rode his cock.
"I've been making your dad wear a condom since he got back."
Bryce stopped thrusting for a moment. "Because of me?"
"Mhmm. I decided from now on, you're the only one who gets to cum in my pussy. Your father thinks I just really don't want to get pregnant."
Bryce held her tight and rolled them over so that he was on top and began sliding into her warm, pink hole with newfound fervor.
"Only me? What about Connor?"
Shelby smiled and rolled her eyes. "Yet to be seen."
"Mom, I'm serious; I don't want to share this sweet fucking pussy with him."
Shelby sighed dramatically and thought about the situation.
"What if I only blow him?"
Bryce thought about it for a moment as he fucked her.
"I think I could live with that. But I haven't gotten a blowjob from you yet."
"And you never will." Shelby said with an evil smile. "You get my pussy, he gets my mouth. Seem fair?"
"What about Tommy?"
In truth, Shelby had hoped he wouldn't mention that little detail. "I haven't figured out Tommy yet. I think maybe I just want to keep one normal relationship in my life."
"Poor guy." Bryce remarked.
"Maybe I'll let him have my ass. We'll see."
"What if I want your ass?"
"You already have a hole, mister."
"I want more."
"I know you do, greedy boy. But everyone gets whatever I feel like giving. Now use this fucking pussy since it's all you're getting."
Bryce began slamming into her like he was trying to break the bed beneath her. He hammered away at her like that for nearly an hour. Shelby was blown away by his stamina. He must have been trying to impress her. Or take out his frustration on her. Either way, Shelby loved every second of it.
The two ended up cumming together, and as Bryce released inside his mother, he let out a low, deep groan in her ear. As Shelby came on his hard dick, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and pulled his whole body close against her. The two writhed against each other in shared bliss as they rode out the high together.
Eventually, their orgasms both subside. Shelby didn't want to linger long enough to risk falling asleep in Bryce's bed, so after a few minutes of enjoying the afterglow together, she unceremoniously hopped up out of Bryce's bed and headed for the door.
"Only blowjobs for Connor, right?" Bryce asked.
"Only blowjobs." She agreed, still undecided as to whether or not she intended to keep her word.
A few more days went by. Between all of their day jobs and Shelby's writing, she hardly had much time for any of her boys. Besides, Connor was her main focus at the moment, and she wanted to make sure she didn't come on too strong.
So, for now, her sexual escapades were limited to safe sex with her husband at night after bed and raw sex with Bryce after. Bryce seemed to revel in the idea that he was the only one who had the privilege of filling her womb. He fucked like a wild animal in heat. At times, Shelby found herself so turned on by it that she'd actually considered giving up the pill. She wondered how Bryce would feel about knocking her up.
Eventually, the weekend rolled around, and Shelby decided it was time to take Connor out again.
"Honey, I know we just went shopping, but I've just realized I don't have a little black dress." She told Connor after he'd come home from work. "It's such a classic look, and I haven't worn one in forever, so I'm going to go shopping for one. I had so much fun shopping with you last time. I was thinking you could come along again."
"Sure!" Connor replied in a way that seemed uncharacteristically upbeat for her normally quiet son.
"Great! I'm so glad we're getting to spend more time together. Let me pick out an outfit to shop in, and then we'll leave."
Shelby went up to her room, stripped out of her t-shirt and yoga pants, and put something together she knew would impress. She selected a lacy black bralette top that looked more like lingerie than a proper top. Then, she selected a pair of black denim booty shorts. The same pair that had aided her in seducing Bryce. But she decided to take things a step further. She took a pair of scissors out of her desk. She then cut the shorts down so they were even shorter than before. They were practically panties now, leaving almost her entire ass on display.
She then slid the shorts on, put on the pair of black thigh high boots she'd just bought, then went down to meet Connor. His eyes widened when he saw her. She smiled back at him then struck a pose.
"How do I look?"
"Really hot." He said, obviously in awe.
"You're just the sweetest, honey." She then approached him, wrapped his arms around his neck, and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"Let's get going." She said
When they got to the mall, Shelby wasn't too surprised to find she was getting some nasty looks from strangers. She didn't really blame them. At a glance, one could mistake her outfit for underwear. She paid them no mind.
Connor didn't seem to notice or care either. He happily held Shelby's hand and had a bashful smile on his face as they were walking. He seemed thrilled to be seen with her.
She took him back to the same clothing store they'd been in earlier that week, and she began looking for dresses. Shelby showed him a couple of potential options, and Connor assured her she'd look great in any of them. However, none of them really had what she was looking for. She wanted something that was really going to make Connor's eyes pop out of his skull. Finally, after a good long while of searching, she found just the thing.
"I think this is the one." She said as she took Connor by the hand and led him to the dressing room. He dutifully waited outside as she ducked in and tried on the new find.
The dress was black, short enough to barely cover her ass, and it had a long, wide slit up the front of the left thigh that would expose her panties if she turned too fast. In addition, the dress showed off a fantastic amount of cleavage. The neckline just barely came up high enough to cover her nipples. And if that wasn't enough, the front had a sizable window cut out that showed off her tummy and underboob.
Shelby stepped outside of the changing booth with a confident smirk on her face. As soon as she saw Connor's face, she knew this dress had been exactly what she was looking for.
"Holy fuck." He muttered quietly.
"You like?"
He nodded slowly, seemingly entranced.
She did a little spin to show him all the angles of it.
"Fuck, Mom." He whispered.
She approached him, smiling ear to ear. "I'm happy you like it on me, baby. You're a man of few words, but you still know how to flatter me."
She embraced him warmly, and he placed his hands on her hips. She could feel his hard-on pressing into her stomach, and she felt a wave of lust rush through her body. Another one of her sons was hard for her.
"I love you, Connor." She said gently.
"I love you too, Mom." He whispered, barely audible.
Shelby leaned in and kissed him. She pressed her lips hard against his, and he pressed back. The kiss lasted a full 10 seconds. It took every bit of restraint Shelby had not to slip him her tongue.
Eventually, the kiss broke, and Shelby pulled away.
"Well, if the dress gets that response out of you, I guess it's a keeper." She quipped.
Connor chuckled shyly in response.
A few moments later, Shelby had changed back and was paying for the dress at the front registers. As she did, she felt Connor slip an arm around her waist. She looked up at him and smiled silently. He smiled back, and Shelby felt delighted at the fact that they probably looked like a couple, totally in love.
After that, they were back in the greater mall area. Shelby found herself trying to think of other things to buy just to stay out with him. She was enjoying being affectionate with her son in public. Something about the fact that all these people could see them, yet one of them knew they were mother and son, made her pussy blaze with lust. If she could have gotten away with it, she would have sucked Connor's dick in front of a whole crowd, just so she could get off on them not knowing it was an incestuous act.
After some more wandering, Shelby spotted Spencer gift shop. She knew they sold all kinds of naughts things in there, and figured something might make for a good opportunity to tease Connor.
"Babe, we should look in there!" She suggested.
"Okay, sure." Connor agreed.
Shelby pulled him into the small, somewhat dimly lit store. Between the lack of room between the aisles and a fair amount of other people in the store, Shelby and Connor were forced to stand close together, almost pressed against one another. Something Shelby had absolutely no complaints about.
They started by browsing through the T-shirts section. Connor picked out a shirt sporting the logo of a band he liked, and Shelby selected a shirt bearing the mask of her favorite slasher movie villains. Otherwise, they didn't find much they were interested in, so they moved on to the next section.
"Oh, this is cute!" Shelby directed Connor's attention to a black, strappy-looking harness. Shelby was no expert but it looked to be some kind of BDSM get up. She and Steve had never experimented with anything like that.
"Mom!" Connor complained quietly.
"What's wrong, baby? You don't think it's cute?" Shelby thought about the fact that if she'd been wearing it, she would have been fully on display. The harness would have barely covered her nipples and pussy.
"I mean, it's fine, I guess, it just seems a bit weird for us to be looking at it together."
"Why? You don't think I'd look good in it?"
"Of course you'd look good in it." He said.
Shelby took the harness off the rack and
carefully looked it up and down.
"Do you think your Dad would think I looked good in it?"
Connor shrugged. "I think any guy would."
Shelby looked him in the eye and smiled seductively. "Do you think Bryce would like me in it?"
Connor's face reddened. "Are you planning on wearing it in front of him?" He asked.
"Oh no, of course not!" She lied. "But you said any guy."
"Hypothetically, I guess he'd like you in it." He admitted.
With a smile, Shelby draped the hardness over her arm and moved on to the next section. Which just so happened to be sex toys. Dildos, plugs, vibrators, fleshlights, et cetera.
"Sweetie, do you need a fleshlight?" Shelby asked as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"What? Um, no." Connor sounded like he been accused of something.
"Well do you have one already?"
"No but I mean, it's fine."
Shelby took a step back so that she could just barely feel the tip of Connor's unsurprisingly hard cock pressing against her ass.
"What do you mean it's fine? You do masturbate, don't you?"
"Sometimes. I guess I just wasn't expecting to talk about it with..." he trailed off.
She looked at him over her shoulder. "With me?"
Connor nodded.
"I think I should get you one. Masturbation is an important aspect of self care, and your hand works but this would feel better, don't you think?"
She felt him twitch in his pants.
"Yeah I guess." He mumbled.
"I want my baby boy happy and healthy." She insisted. As she did, she took another step back, pressing his cock more firmly into her ass.
"Consider it a gift. This way anytime you use it, and feel good after, you'll have me to thank." She explained.
"You're really sweet for looking out for my mental health." He remarked.
She leaned back against him more firmly. "Nothing is more important to me than making you feel good." She said.
"You always make me feel good." He replied.
She swayed her hips ever so slightly from side to side, grinding against his cock.
"It's so crowded in here." She remarked. "Sorry for invading your space."
"Don't worry, I don't mind." He assured her.
She believed him.
Shelby took the fleshlight, and the harness up front to pay for them. As she did, she made sure to stick close to Connor, and to walk slow. The whole walk to the registers, his erection was only ever inches away from her, occasionally poking her ass as they walked.
They paid and stepped back out into the mall. As they did, Shelby actually felt disappointed to not be in close enough quarters to have an excuse to grind on her son anymore. Regardless, the trip had been a success. Connor wanted his mom, and he wanted her bad. Happy with that knowledge, Shelby was ready to leave the mall.
Shelby stopped him before he got into the car.
"Connor?" She spoke his name and sounded a little nervous.
"Yeah, Mom?" She dove forward into his arms and kissed him again. This time was different. This time, her lips weren't just pressed against his; they were locked together. Shelby sucked Connor's lips in a way that was only done by lovers. And Connor reciprocated the kiss with equal enthusiasm.
Connor wrapped his arms around Shelby's waist and held her tight against him as the two of them made out for a length of time they both lost track of. Eventually, when she was sure it wouldn't freak him out, Shelby did what she'd been wanting to do all day.
She slowly and cautiously slipped her tongue into her son's mouth. To her relief, he eagerly accepted it and began to suck on it, and massaged it with his own tongue. Then he snaked his own tongue into her mouth, and she returned the favor.
As they kissed, Shelby thought about how slutty she must have looked. Dressed in a skimpy bralette, scandalously short booty shorts, and a pair of thigh-high boots, she made out with a man half her age. Her pussy blazed with white-hot lust as she considered the possibility of someone watching them.
The kiss went on like this for several more minutes. Not long enough for Shelby. She felt like she could have made out with him all day like that. However, eventually, she knew they had to get going, so she broke the kiss.
She looked up at her son and giggled at the look of pure wonder on his face.
"I love you, Connor." She said
"I love you too."
And then, like nothing had happened, the two got back in the car and headed home.
Connor was quiet for most of the drive, until they were a few minutes from home, when he finally spoke up and asked.
"Mom, is it like, normal for us to kiss like that?"
Shelby chuckled casually. "Well, of course, honey." She lied. "Why? Did it feel weird to you?"
"Not at all! It felt great. I guess it just surprised me because you've never done it before."
"It just never felt right before now. Today, the mood just happened to strike. And I'm glad it did because I really enjoy kissing you, Connor."
"I'm glad it did, too, Mom. I never realized you were such a physically affectionate person."
"Well, I certainly didn't want to smother you too much, but I am very physically affectionate, yes. With your father, of course." Then she smiled as she prepared to toy with Connor's mind a bit. "And when I have girls' night with my friends, I kiss all of them."
"Really?" Connor sounded incredibly interested. It didn't surprise her. Shelby's friends were hot, and she'd noticed her sons checking them out more than once.
"Yeah, I mean women, in general, are more affectionate with each other than men are with their friends. But my friend group especially is just really touchy-feely. We kiss, make out, sometimes even feel each other up."
"Wow." Connor whispered in awe of what he was hearing.
She liked how this was going, so she decided to take a half-truth and stretch it a bit.
"I used to make out with your aunt Samantha a lot, too." She told him. This was partially true, as Shelby and her sister Samantha had shared a kiss or two at parties in their college years. It was a rare occurrence and was only done to get attention from boys. However, Shelby wasn't above leading Connor to believe it was more than that if it got his mind wandering.
"Aunt Sam?" Connor mumbled, obviously imagining the sight. "You two kissed the way we kissed today?"
"Oh yeah, all the time, sweetie. Your aunt is actually one of the best kissers I've ever met." That part was true. Sam had been an excellent kisser.
"Why did you stop? I've never seen you two kiss when you're around each other."
Shelby shrugged. "We just sort of grew apart, I guess. Why? Are you hoping to see us kiss in the future?" She teased.
"Yeah, kind of." That answer surprised Shelby somewhat.
"Really? You want to see me make out with your aunt Sam?"
Connor spoke carefully. "I'm just like...curious, I guess. I didn't know about this side of you until recently."
Shelby thought for a moment. A lot had changed since college, but she and Sam both still liked attention. It's possible Sam would have been open to the idea of kissing again under the right circumstances. Then again, she couldn't exactly call Sam up and ask her to come make out just so that Connor could see. Shelby was going to have to engineer the right circumstances.
"Well, it's been quite some time since she and I kissed, but I certainly wouldn't mind kissing her again. So, no promises, but I'd say it's entirely possible you'll get a show from us at some point in your life."
Connor smiled. "Awesome."
Then, his smile abruptly turned into a frown. "Do you kiss Bryce like that?"
Shelby groaned in annoyance as she turned the car onto their home street. "You boys are all so worried about making sure I treat you all equally. What's the deal with this preoccupation? I can love all of you, ya' know."
"No, I know. It just feels odd to kiss someone who also kisses other people like that."
"Would it feel sweeter to kiss me if you were the only one who got to it?"
"No...maybe. I don't know."
"If you'd prefer, I certainly don't have to kiss you if you won't want me to."
"No, I want to." He responded quickly.
Shelby pulled the car into the drive way, opened the garage and parked the car inside.
When the car was shut off, she turned to her son and asked "How much do you want to keep kissing me?"
"A lot. Like I really want to."
"Are you sure? Because it seems like you've been all questions since we started."
"No, seriously, Mom, I want to." He looked her in the eyes and almost seemed to be pleading.
"I love kissing you Mom, and I wanna keep doing it as often as I can."
Shelby smiled sweetly, took her son's face in her hands, and kissed him once again. Slowly, sensually, amorously. Their lips locked together and their tongues wrestled inside each other's mouths. They made out like that for a full minute, and while Shelby was tempted to go longer, she wanted to leave Connor wanting more. So she pulled away.
"I love you, Mom." He said softly,
"I love you too, sweetie."
That night, once her husband was asleep, Shelby made her way to Bryce's room, as was her new routine. This time. She'd worn a short, silky bathrobe in case she was spotted in the hall. Of course, it still wanted to explain what she was doing in her oldest son's room, but she'd crossed that bridge when she came to it.
"Still awake?" Shelby asked quietly as she entered Bryce's room.
"Did anything happen with Connor today?" He asked.
Shelby rolled her eyes as she climbed into bed with him.
"We made out a little, that's all."
"You made out with him? Like in public?" Bryce sounded horrified.
"Yeah, who cares?" She asked as she straddled her son. "The only people around were strangers; it's not like anyone knew he was my son.
"What if someone you knew has just happened to spot you?"
Shelby grinned mischievously. "That would have been so hot!"
"Mom, this is serious!"
Shelby began to grind on Bryce's cock through his pajama pants. "You worry too much. And you complain too much."
"All I'm saying is, if you're going to make out with Connor, you should only do it at home."
"Don't tell me what to do." She quipped as she reached into his pants and withdrew his throbbing dick. She slowly, lovingly stroked him as she used her free hand to open her robe and grope her breasts.
"Mom..." Bryce groaned in pleasure.
Shelby withdrew her hand briefly to spit in it, then continued on with the handjob.
"You know, you've been arguing with me a lot lately. Just because you fuck me doesn't mean you act however you want. If you're not careful, I might have to discipline you."
"I'm not arguing, just pointing things out."
"See? You're still arguing now. No respect."
Bryce chuckled. "Respect huh? This from the person who made me call her a whore while she was getting fucked into the ground."
"I may be a whore, but I'm still your mother."
"You're my whore." He said.
"I'm your father's whore, you're just borrowing me." She teased.
"But I'm the only one who gets to be inside you without a condom." He pointed out.
"Usually. But I think today I'm going to have to put you in time-out."
"What?" He sounded worried.
"You've been so whiny about me spending time with Connor, and I haven't even had sex with him yet. I'm afraid that just won't do."
"I'll stop complaining." He offered.
"Damn right, you will." She said as she stroked him faster. "After I've reminded you of what you miss when you don't let me get what I want."
"Mom, please."
"Don't worry, baby, I'm still going to make you cum. Just not inside me today."
"I need to cum inside you!" He pleaded.
"And you will, tomorrow. As long as you don't piss and moan about the fact that I'm going to suck your brother's cock."
"I won't, I promise."
She stroked him even faster. "Good boy. So good I'll even let you cum on my tits today."
"Holy fuck." He gasped.
"Does that make up for not being inside me today?"
"Yes?"
"Then get close for me, baby." She withdrew her hand from her breasts to reach down and cup Bryce's balls.
"Mom, you're so fucking hot." He said in between moans of pleasure.
"I know I am, baby. That's why all my sons want to fuck me."
"Tommy doesn't."
"Not yet, but we'll see."
"I thought you wanted to keep one normal relationship."
"I said I wasn't sure." She clarified as she squeezed his dick tighter.
"You're such a slut, Mom."
"Yes, I am, baby boy. I'm such a slut I'll even fuck my son behind my husband's back. And by this time tomorrow, I'll have fucked two of my sons."
"You're just going to blow Connor, right?"
"For now. But who knows? I might get greedy."
"Mom?"
"Yes?"
"I'm so fucking close."
"Say you're okay with sharing me, and I'll let you cum."
"I'm okay with sharing you." He said quickly.
She clicked her tongue and slowed down her stroking. "Try harder. Use your words and convince me that you're okay with sharing your whore mother."
"I'm okay with it, Mom. I'm okaying with passing you around the whole family like the slut you are. I'm okay with us making you the family fuck toy. As long as I get to cum in you, I don't care what you do."
She sped up her pace again. "That's right, baby, I'm the family slut. And tomorrow, after I'm done sucking Connor's dick, I'm going to march right over here; I'm going to climb on my oldest son's cock and let him dump his cum inside my womb." As she spoke, she leaned down and brought her voluptuous tits closer to his cock.
"Mom!" He cried out in desperation.
"Blow your load for me." She commanded
On command, his dick let out a massive rope of thick, warm cream. It landed on Shelby's gorgeous chest and was immediately followed by another rope. Then four more, each one just as well thick, until Bryce has pumped six massive ropes of cum all off his mom's generous chest. By the time he was done, her tits were almost completely covered, and it was dripping off of her.
Bryce let out a satisfied sigh and began to deflate beneath her. "That was amazing, mom."
"Tomorrow will be even better if you behave." She said as she began to climb off of him.
He only nodded sleepily in response.
"Goodnight, Bryce." She said as she slipped out of his room. From there, she went to her room and grabbed her phone. After that, she went into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, and snapped a picture of herself wearing nothing but the open robe and Bryce's cum.
Just in case she needed it...
"Conor baby, I was just thinking you and I should go out for a drink tonight." She said to him the next day.
Conor looked confused. "Just us?"
"Well, of course. Tommy is still too young to drink, and I'm sure Bryce wants to spend time with his girlfriend his weekend."
Bryce gave her an annoyed side-eye as he sipped his drink. Shelby ignored him.
"So with your Dad heading out on another work trip this weekend I figured you could take me out tonight."
Conor awkwardly glanced between his two brothers. He seemed to sense some kind of tension. Shelby wondered if he understood just what kind of tension.
"Sure, Mom, I'd like that a lot." He said softly.
"Great! I was hoping for an excuse to dress up tonight.
Dress up, Shelby did. She chose the little black dress she'd picked out with Conor, as well as the boots she'd found with him. She opted to skip the bra and selected a pace of lacy black panties to complete the look. As she slid them on, she found herself wondering if tonight would be the night he saw her in them.
A short drive later, they were at the closest bar to their house. Shelby knew it was a huge risk to pick this one. She intended to get incredibly physical with Conor tonight, and if anyone they knew happened to spot them, they'd be in for a shocking show. However, something about that risk was appealing to Shelby. She liked the fact that there was potential to be caught.
Shelby lead Conor by the hand inside the bar and up to the counter. The bar was fairly quiet. Soft rock played on the radio at low volumes as the handful of patrons carried out dull conversations.
She was acutely aware of the fact that to any outsiders, they looked like a couple. She wondered what kind of assumptions people would make about them. Would they assume they were boyfriend and girlfriend? Or maybe friends with benefits. Her favorite option; she hoped they assumed they were strangers. A cougar and a cub, ready for one night of passion before they ever saw each other before.
They didn't have to wait long before getting their orders taken by the bartender, a pretty woman in her 30s with dark hair and tattoos. Conor ordered a Whiskey Sour, and Shelby ordered a Sex On the beach. As the bartender went about mixing their cocktails, Shelby couldn't help but notice the woman clearly checking out her son.
This caused Shelby to feel an odd twinge of jealousy. She knew it didn't make sense. Conor was her son, not her boyfriend, and they hadn't even fucked yet. However, as little a sense as it made Shelby found herself feeling possessive of him in a way she knew she shouldn't.
It occurred to her then that she wasn't sure if Conor had a girlfriend. She knew he had been dating here and there, but she wondered if he was serious with anyone.
Only one way to find out, she decided.
"So Conor, do you have a girlfriend?"
Conor took a sip of his drink before answering. "Yeah, Mom. Her name is Kenzie; you've met her before."
"Oh, the hippie-looking one you had over a couple of times?"
"Yeah! She's really great. We've been going out for a few months now. It's getting kinda' serious, I guess."
"Serious? Do you love her?"
Conor shrugged. "Yeah, I guess maybe I do."
Shelby placed a hand on her son's thigh.
"Well, she's a very lucky girl then." She said in a tone that was just a bit more seductive than how a mother should speak to her son.
"You really think she's lucky?"
"Of course!" She slid her hand higher up his leg as she spoke. "You're a really good-looking guy, and I bet she's proud to be seen with you. I know I am."
He chuckled. "Why would you be proud to be seen with me?"
"A better question is, why wouldn't I? You're hot, Conor. And to all these strangers, we probably look like a couple."
Conor blushed intensely. "Mom, if anyone thinks we're a couple, I should be proud."
Shelby grinned. "Oh really? You like the idea of people mistaking me for your hot cougar girlfriend?"
"Of course! Anyone who looks at us probably thinks I'm cool as hell if I can pull someone like you."
Genuinely flattered, Shelby took her son's face in her hands. "Then let's make sure they really know you pulled me."
She leaned in close and kissed him hard. The kiss was eager, aggressive, and unmistakeably sexual. There could be absolutely no denying that it was wrong for her to kiss her own son like this. It was perverted, sinful even. And she was loving every second of it.
Shelby and Conor's tongues wrestled inside both their mouths as the stunning mother passionately made out with her middle son. The two moaned into each other's mouths as they eagerly swapped spit. After a while, Shelby even took hold of Conor's wrist and guided his hand to her generous chest, allowing her to grope and squeeze her tits in front of the other patrons.
The last thing she wanted was to stop, however she wanted to make sure she kept Conor hungry for her. She wanted him so desperate for more, that when the time came he absolutely pounced on her. So, even tho she didn't want to, she pulled away from him.
"That was an amazing kiss, baby." She told him.
Conor looked as flushed as Shelby felt.
"Thanks, M-" Conor just barely caught himself before he called her mom.
Shelby gave him a sly wink then took a long sip of her drink.
The remainder of the time at the bar was a lot of fun for Shelby. They talked for a couple of hours about what was going on in Conor's life. She avoided asking him about his plans for college and his goals. She wanted to make sure that if anyone overheard them, the conversation didn't at all sound motherly. They did, however, spend a fair amount of time discussing Conor's girlfriend. Conor seemed genuinely head over heels for her. He was already talking about wanting to move in with her someday. She couldn't help but smirk at the fact that if anyone were listening, Shelby would have appeared to be some kind of homewrecker who was sleeping with this hot younger guy despite him already having a girlfriend.
After a while, pretending to be hooking up with Conor just made her too horny, and she decided that she needed him. Now. She was going to fuck her middle son, just like she had her oldest, and she needed to do it tonight.
"Baby, let's get out of here; I wanna take you home." She said suggestively.
"Okay, sure." He agreed. "Do you want me to drive?"
"Nah, let me. You've had a couple of drinks, and I only had the one, which I finished hours ago."
Conor paid the tab, and Shelby noticed he tipped generously. If she hadn't already been planning on jumping his bones, that would have definitely contributed to her letting him get laid.
Shelby hopped off of the bar stool, took her son by the hand, and led him out the door.
The two exited the bar and began making their way to the car. As they walked, Shelby found herself not wanting this to end. There was a small crowd of rowdy-looking guys outside the bar, and Shelby noticed a few of them obviously checking her out as they passed them. A couple of them even whistled at her. Something about their attention gave her an idea. If they wanted to check her out, she would really give them a reason to.
"Connor." She said, stopping in her tracks.
Connor stopped and turned around to face her. Shelby wrapped her arms around him and immediately kissed him full on the mouth. She shoved her whole tongue deep into her son's mouth and allowed him to suck on it.
The crowd of men began to laugh and cheer and let out more whistles. As they did, Shelby grabbed both of Connor's hands and guided them down to her tight ass. Somewhat to her surprise, Connor gripped her ass cheeks tight and squeezed them hard as he pulled her body tight against him.
The men cheered even louder, hollering in approval. Their cheers made Shelby's clit throb. The knowledge that they were all not only watching but cheering as she passionately made out with her own son set her pussy on fire.
She needed Connor. All of him. She needed her son inside of her right now, and she knew nothing would stop her from getting that.
As she continued to make out with her son for the crowd's viewing pleasure, she raised her left thigh up and wrapped her leg around his waist. She humped her hips against him, feeling his hard-on pressing into her through her jeans. She desperately wished that neither of them were clothed and that he was inside her right now. She wanted nothing more than for her son to fill her up with cum, and judging by his rock-solid erection, he wanted the same thing.The two ground their hips into each other as they kissed with such vigor that if they hadn't been separated by their clothes, they would have been passionately fucking. Shelby pulled her son against herself as hard as she could, rubbing her aching mound into his denim-covered steel shaft. As she did, Connor slipped both his hands under the skirt of her tiny black dress and began squeezing and kneading her bare ass cheeks.
Shelby could hardly believe how bold he was being. The feel of his hands against the bare skin of her ass felt even more incredible than it had felt when he grabbed her ass over the dress. She needed more, and she now knew that he needed more, too.
Reluctantly, she broke the kiss so that she could lean in close to his ear and whisper.
"Connor baby, you know I was lying to you when I said it was normal for us to kiss like this, right?" She whispered gently so that only he could hear.
"Yeah, Mom, I know." He whispered back, his voice sounding shaky.
Her pussy pulsed at the thought that if he'd been louder, the crowd would have heard him call her 'Mom'.
"I need more from you baby." She told him. "I need all of you. And I don't care if it's wrong."
"I need you too, Mom. Let's go home right now and-"
"No-" she corrected immediately. "I can't wait that long. Let's do it in the car."
"But all those guys are watching."
"Let them. I'm sure they won't mind. Hell, they'll probably cheer you on."
Uncertain, Connor didn't answer right away.
"Think about how good it's going to feel to take me in front of all those men who want me." She crooned.
She felt him throb against her so she decided to go on. "You know, if you weren't here I'd probably let them run a train on me. Every single one of them. But instead, I'm going to get to do something even hotter. I'm going to ride my baby boy's cock while they all watch."
"Jesus Christ, Mom."
She stepped out of his embrace and grinned. "Come on, baby, let's go make today the best day of your life."
She took him by the hand and pulled him along until they got to the car. She opened the passenger door and practically shoved him inside. She then climbed into the car with him and straddled his lap.
The crowd of men began to cheer and holler louder than ever when they realized what was about to happen. Shelby flashed them a salacious grin and began to grind into Connor's lap. Meanwhile Connor, evidently feeling a little bashful, pulled the lever on his seat to lower it, allowing him to lay back.
Shelby turned her attention back to her son, reached down and began to undo his belt.
"Are you ready for the best sex of your entire life?" She asked him.
"Fuck yes!" He hissed eagerly
"Good, because sex is always better when it's wrong." She explained as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. "And riding my son's cock until he cums inside me while a crowd of strangers watches is about as wrong as it gets." She felt him throb beneath her as she spoke.
"Are you on the pill?"
"Of course, baby. I'm glad I raised such a mindful son. Now sit back and real while Mommy rocks your whole world.
She then unsheathed his cock from his boxers with one hand while she moved her skimpy black panties to the side with the other. Then, one inch at a time, she lowered herself down on her son's erection. As she did, she let out a long slow sensual moan.
"Holy fuck, you feel good, Mom!" Connor groaned.
Shelby began riding up and down on Connor's cock, moaning lewdly as she did. The spectators outside went absolutely wild, cheering her on as loud as they could. Shelby's body tingled in pleasure at the attention, and she could help but look over at the crowd, making eye contact with a few of them and smiling sultrily as she rode her son's hard dick.
She then reached up and began to grope and squeeze her ample breasts, both for Connor's and the crowd's viewing pleasure. She vigorously felt herself up, reveling in the attention from both her son and the men outside the car. Some of the men even began to touch themselves through their pants, and she found herself wondering if she could even get them to jerk off for her.
"You're so tight!" She heard Connor rasp desperately.
"Tight just for you, baby." She said, then leaned down and kissed her son full on the mouth while she continued to fuck get self on his cock.
"I've never felt anyone as fucking tight as you, Mom!"
She smirked at that. "And you probably never will again."
She then reached into her little black dress and puller her voluptuous tits out, and continued to maul them with your hands.
"Holy fuck, Mom, you don't know how long I've wanted to see those!"
"Aww, baby boy, you could have asked at any time."
"Really??" He asked in shock.
"Really. I would have shown you them in a second if I knew you were interested."
"I wish I would have asked. I've been interested for a long time."
"Well, now you get to see them whenever you want! And you can do a lot more than just look." She took ahold of his wrists and placed his hands on her tits.
His eyes widened, and she felt him throb inside her. He enthusiastically felt up his Mom's tits as he bucked his hips up into her. He moaned and groaned in ecstasy as his mother rode him for all he was worth.
As uninhibited as he seemed, Shelby couldn't help but think he probably would have been down to fuck long before today. She would have regretted waiting then his long if she hadn't enjoyed teasing him so much.
"Do you think any of them know, baby?" Shelby asked as she continued to slide up and down on his pole. "Think any of them know that the gorgeous woman you're having sex with is your own mother?"
"I hope they know!" Connor declared.
"Me too, baby. I want everyone to know how much I like fucking my son's cock."
"Have you fucked Bryce like this in public yet?" He asked.
Shelby threw her bed back and laughed playfully as she bounced up and down in her son's lap. "So you've figured out there's something going on with me and him."
"I've noticed the way he's been looking at you lately. It's pretty hard to miss. And when you started flirting with me, I sort of put the pieces together."
Shelby giggled. "I guess I wasn't very subtle after all. What can I say? Your Mommy's a dirty slut."
"That's not true, Mom!" Connor protested.
Shelby found herself genuinely touched by the emotion in his voice.
"Connor baby, you're so sweet. But you should know I'm not being self-deprecating; I'm bragging."
She then placed her hands over the top of his and groped her breasts along with him.
"I've already cheated on your Dad with my oldest son. And then, I all but promised my oldest son I wouldn't fuck you, and now I'm breaking that promise."
"You promised Bryce you wouldn't fuck me?"
She smirked and shrugged. "Sort of. It's complicated, but I only did it so that it could be even more wrong."
"Well, it does sound pretty bad when you put it like that."
She nodded as fucked his hard cock with her tight hole. "It's very bad. Because I'm a fucking whore."
"It's hot when you talk like that, Mom."
"I'm glad you think so, baby because you're going to be hearing a lot of that in the coming weeks. Your mother is a filthy, cock obsessed whore who can't get enough of her own sons' cum."
She felt his hips tremble as they bucked up into her. He was getting close. She could tell not only from his body language but the look on his face.
"Come here." She said before wrapping her arms around his head. She then pulled him in close to her chest.
"Suck Mommy's nipples."
Connor immediately obeyed, messily taking his mother's breasts into his mouth. He not only sucked on her nipples but licked and sucked her tits all over. He devoured her incredible tits like they were the greatest thing he'd ever put in his mouth.
Shelby again turned to look at the onlookers and was delighted to see they were absolutely going crazy. Some had fists in the air, one had taken his dick out of his jeans and was openly jerking off to the scene. A few even had their phones out, recording the incestuous couple.
The knowledge that she was on camera, fucking her son, not only for strangers to watch now but to go home and enjoy again later, made Shelby's pussy throb with lust. She imagined all of these men going home and jerking off to what they'd seen and recorded here today, and she found herself riding Connor even harder because of it. Wanting to give them as hot of a show as possible, she lewdly stuck her tongue out and grinned at the cellphone cameras pointed at her.
Meanwhile, Connor was still feasting on her incredible tits, licking and sucking them all over, leaving them covered in drool and, unfortunately, a fair amount of hickeys as well. Shelby didn't know how she was going to explain those to Stephen, but she was too horny to care at the moment.
"Connor, baby, I'm getting really close to cumming." She told him. "The feel of your dick combined with the nipple play is driving me crazy."
"I really want you to cum for me, Mom." He said.
"Then I need you to really focus on my nipples. Suck them hard for Mama."
Her ever-obedient son clamped his lips around her right nipple and sucked hard. He used his hand to stimulate her left nipple, teasing it with his thumb at first, then pinching and rolling it between his fingers. The assault on her senses brought her even closer to the brink.
"Oh Connor, yes baby, just like that!" She cried out.
She rode him as hard as she possibly could, bringing herself closer and closer to climax. She absolutely couldn't wait any longer to cum all over her middle son's cock. She needed it. She needed to claim his dick as her own.
"I'm gonna' cum all over your pretty dick Connor! Are you ready to feel Mommy cum in your lap like the dirty cheating whore that she is?"
"Fuck yeah, Mom cum! Please cum for me!"
"Tell me what a whore I am!"
"You're such a fucking whore, Mom! You're a dirty fucking slut who's even willing to fuck her own son in public just to get some dick! Dad's lucky to have such a hot slut for a wife!"
Shelby let out a shout of pleasure. "Not as lucky as his sons are!"
"Damn right, I'm so fucking lucky to have a trashy, cum addicted slut like you for a mother!"
"Oh god, baby, oh god!" She shouted.
Connor latched his mouth into her left nipple and began to suck again as he bucked his hips up into her. As he did, Shelby felt her orgasm begin. It washed over her sinful body, wracking every nerve in her body with unspeakable pleasure. She shook and convulsed in Connor's lap as bliss wracked her body. She came so hard she felt like she could taste color. She screamed at the top of her lungs but couldn't even hear herself past the ringing in her ears.
Then, as she was coming, she could just barely hear Connor's seemingly distant voice.
"Oh fuck, Mom, I'm gonna cum in you!" He shouted.
The moment after he did, she felt him erupt inside her. His young cock poured what felt our an ungodly amount of cum into her womb. Shelby thought he must have been backed up for weeks from how much he dumped inside her. As he shot his thick, warm seed inside her, Shelby couldn't help but secretly wish she wasn't on the pill.
"Mom! Jesus Christ, I'm cumming so fucking hard!"
He wasn't lying. Shelby couldn't believe how much cum her son was fucking into her. As he shook with pleasure beneath her, he shot what felt like so much cum it should have taken 5 or 6 orgasms.
The two lovers sat there in the car shaking, shouting, and cumming together until, eventually, their orgasms subsided. When they did, they realized the crowd was finally beginning to quiet down and disperse. Shelby laid her head on her son's shoulder, and the two lovers held each other as they enjoyed the afterglow.
They didn't even notice that one of the men was approaching the car until he knocked on the window.
"Hey, thanks for the show. You've got one hell of a mom there, bud."
Shelby's blood ran cold as she realized she and Connor had been screaming so loud that the crowd had been able to hear everything they were saying.The following week had been a whirlwind of total hedonism. Shelby couldn't remember the last time she'd had this much sex. And considering the fact that she'd had some seriously slutty phases in her life, this was really saying something.
In her college years, she's had weeks during which she brought a new guy home every single night. At one point, just for fun, she'd made a game of seducing every one of her friends' boyfriends. It had taken her most of a summer to pull it off, but eventually, even the most loyal boyfriends had caved. And most of the girlfriends hadn't found out to this day.
When Shelby had first got engaged to her husband Steven, she'd made it a point to sleep with as many of his male friends as possible. She reasoned that you could tell a lot about a man by the company he kept. Hence, the only way to know for sure if marrying Steven was the right choice was to get to know her fiancée's friends as intimately as possible.
Yet none of that compared to the amount of sex she'd had this past week. Every morning she'd started her day by waking up her loving, utterly unsuspecting husband with a blowjob, which he kindly returned the favor for by eating her out. Then, throughout the day, she'd made it her mission to fuck both of her two oldest sons at least once a day. Which wasn't always easy.
There'd been quite a few risky quickies both at home and in public, narrowly avoiding being caught by either strangers or Steven and Tommy, the only two members of the family not fully in the know.
On Monday, she rode Bryce on the couch while Steven and Connor were at work and on their way home. Bryce had finished in her mere minutes before Connor walked in the door, at which point Shelby had then pounced on Connor as soon as he'd over the threshold. She'd led him to the coffee table, where he fucked her on it until she thought it was going to break. He then came straight into her womb, adding his seed to what had already been pumped inside her that day.
On Tuesday at dinner, Shelby had given Connor a foot job under the table until he came to the floor. Connor had miraculously kept his reaction mellow enough that Steven hadn't picked up on anything, but Bryce had definitely noticed, and wasn't happy that Connor had the privilege of doing something so incredibly risky.
In order to keep Bryce from complaining, Shelby had soothed his ego by taking him out to dinner at a restaurant two tones over and jerking him off under the table until he blew his load on her fancy stiletto high heels. She'd even kept his warm load there until they finished desert, and even as they were leaving the restaurant, she wondered if anyone would notice the cum still on her shoes.
The whole week was full of highlights like that. and each day, when she went to bed at night, she'd tumble into bed with her loving husband for the roughest, most frantic, yet safe sex they could possibly muster. Each time her husband came in a condom, Shelby took delight in how perverse it was that only her sons had the privilege of coming inside her womb.
Each night after Steven passed out, Shelby did one of two different things. Sometimes, she'd slip into one of her boys' rooms and ride them for all she was worth, only then slink into the other boy's room and give them the exact same treatment before finally collapsing back in her own bed. But other times, she'd go to one son's room and give him the loudest, messiest, sluttiest sex he could possibly ask for before she simply went back to bed, leaving the other one awake and guessing.
Connor may not have been as competitive about it as Bryce was, but both sons fucked significantly better when they were convinced the other was getting special treatment. For that reason, she liked to keep them both guessing about when the next time they were going to get laid was. It kept the sex feeling frantic and fresh.
She was happy like this, and while she knew this charade couldn't go on forever, she hoped she could keep it up for as long as possible. It got to the point that when Steven announced he had another long business trip coming up, she had to put in a conscious effort to hide her excitement. A whole additional week of getting fucked by her sons whenever and wherever they wanted. Shelby loved her husband, that much hadn't changed. But unfortunately, more often than not, he was mostly an obstacle between her and the men she most wanted to fuck.
She and her two eldest sons could all feel the anticipation building as they waited for Steve to leave the house to them for the week. Bryce got less and less patient, sharing smirks with her every chance he got when he knew she was also thinking about the insane fuck fest that was coming. And even Conor seems to be emboldened by the excitement. At one point, he'd even grabbed Shelby's boobs and squeezed them while Steve was in the same room with his back turned.
Then, the day finally came, and Steven left for the airport. Shelby walked him out to his car and kissed him hard on the mouth before squeezing him through his pants.
"I can't wait until you get back." She had whispered seductively.
It was a lie.
When the house was officially void of pesky husbands who would run the Risk of catching and/or stopping any incest, Shelby was ready for an even crazier fuck marathon than she had last week. She planned on using both Connor and Bryce's cocks until they both couldn't possibly go anymore. The only remaining obstacle was Tommy, her youngest. But so far, Tommy seemed remarkably oblivious. In fact, she sometimes wondered if he knew what the rest of the family was up to and simply chose to ignore it.
It occurred to Shelby that things would be a lot simpler if she just fucked Tommy as well. Still, he hadn't shown any interest in her so far. And somehow, it felt arrogant for her to assume that all of her sons would want to have sex with her. What's more, if she tried to make a move on him, and he wasn't interested, there would be no coming back from that. The prospect of destroying her relationship with him, the only son with whom she had a normal relationship, was too big of a risk. She decided it wasn't worth the risk for now.
All this family-related sex was complicated. Maybe a little too complicated. She needed something to take her mind off of it. Specifically, sex with total strangers.
To Shelby, it seemed like a fitting cure. She'd forget the stress of fucking the family she lived with, by fucking people she'd never met, and would never meet again. Consequence-free sex. It just made sense.
Of course, that would leave her boys without her for the first day without their dad in the house. They wouldn't like it, but they'd survive. Besides, Shelby liked the idea of blue balling them for a day. One day of frustration would make the sex angrier and hotter when she returned.
As Shelby dressed for her day out, she wondered how they'd handle her absence. Would they spend all day angrily jacking off to her? Would they fuck their girlfriends while imagining their mom? Or would they just brood in quiet frustration? Either way, she knew she'd be on their mind, and that was how she wanted it.
She made her way quietly down the stairs, hoping no one would see her leaving. Rather than explaining herself, ideally she was hoping to just slip away for a day without then realizing where she want. Not knowing where she was would increase the amount of frustration.
For a moment, she thought her plans might have been shot when she nearly bumped into Tommy in the living room.
"Oh hey mom, you heading out?" He asked
"Yeah, honey, I'm just gonna head to a cafe for a while to get some work done.
He frowned. "Aren't you forgetting your laptop?"
"Nah, I'll just do it on my phone." She lied quickly. Lying to her sons was getting easier every day.
"Oh, okay. Got something fun planned after?" He said, glancing briefly down at her outfit.
She was wearing a tiny green tube top, a matching green mini skirt, and the leather boots she'd become quite fond of. Not necessarily something one could call work attire. Even on casual Friday.
Shelby wanted to convince herself he was checking her out, but she knew it was far more likely he was just puzzled as to why she was wearing what was essentially club attire to a cafe.
"Yeah, actually, I'm meeting an old friend for a drink." She lied again.
"Cool! Have fun!"
"Thanks, I'm sure I will!"
Shelby had never been a picky woman, and right now, all she wanted was fast sex. She had been in this position before, and it just so happened she knew the best place to get her needs met. Since it was the middle of the afternoon, she knew without a doubt that if she went to a strip club, all of the men there would be desperate. What's more, she knew she'd be better looking than most of the dancers. Meaning she'd be able to get laid quite literally in a matter of minutes.
The moment she walked in the door she picked up on three things. One, while the strip club obviously wasn't very busy this time of day, every man in the venue openly stared at her as she walked into the bar. Two, she was right about her assumption that she'd be the hottest woman in there. While not ugly, the dancers she saw around were nothing compared to Shelby. And three, even the bartender was checking her out. He was hot, too. Shelby decided she wouldn't mind going home with him after she was done here.
She took her seat at the bar and exchanged a flirty smile with the good-looking bartender. Before she even had a chance to order anything, a tall man sitting next to her offered to buy her a drink. She happily let him buy her some fruity cocktail; then half listened to the man strike up a conversation about how odd it was to meet someone like her in a strip club at this time of day.
"I'm meeting some friends here tonight. I had some time to kill, so I wanted to scope the place out, " she told him.
As the conversation went on, with the man doing most of the talking and Shelby only barely paying attention she realized she hadn't needed to lie. She could practically smell the horniness on this man. She probably could have jumped him right here, and he wouldn't have resisted.
There was only one problem. He was boring. He had nothing interesting to say. He gave off no spark. Nothing about this man told Shelby that he'd be a good fuck. If something better didn't come along, he'd do, but Shelby knew this man talking to her now was by no means going to rock her world.
Not like her sons did, at least. As wrong as it was, even while Shelby was in a club getting hit on by a decently good-looking man, she still found herself thinking about her two oldest sons. She wondered if she'd ever be able to find a man who could make her cum as hard as they did.
As she lost herself in fantasies about Bryce and Connor, the man at the bar continued to drone on about something Shelby was now not even half paying attention to. He might have been talking about the whiskey he'd ordered but for all Shelby knew, he could have been talking about the moon landing, and she wouldn't have known. All she knew was she needed cock. Now. And this man needed to shut up and give it to her or make room for the next man.
"Hey, " she interrupted in the middle of one of his sentences. At first, he looked annoyed, but she knew that wouldn't last.
"Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but I just realized I should probably tell you I was lying a minute ago when I said I was just scoped by this place out."
She leaned in close, placed her hand on his thigh and made intense eye contact. "You see, the truth is, my husband is out of town, and I just really want to cheat on him while I have the chance."
The man looked too shocked to speak.
"I've already fucked all his friends, so I figured I'd fuck a stranger. The less I know about them, the better."
The man chuckled awkwardly and started to say something, but she cut him off again.
"So, do you wanna continue this boring conversation neither of us cares about? Or should we just go in the bathroom and fuck without even learning each other's names?"
The man began to stutter. "I um...I can't, I'm married."
She glanced down at his wedding ring. He wasn't lying, but his marriage hadn't stopped him from buying her a drink and flirting with her.
"So what? So am I; that's kind of the point."
He chuckled awkwardly. "Right, but if my wife ever found out, she'd kill me."
Shelby slowly reached her hand out and laid it on the man's lap. Unsurprisingly, he was rock hard. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her. So did you wanna flirt all day, then go home and fuck your boring, probably ugly wife? Or do you wanna fuck the filthiest woman you'll ever meet?"
"M-my wife isn't ugly." He stammered.
"Is she as sexy as me?"
He shook his head deftly.
She gave his cock a squeeze. "So what's it gonna' be? Dirty, filthy sex in a strip club bathroom with a bombshell like me? Or socially acceptable missionary with your okay-looking wife?"
The man swallowed hard. "I would love to, but I was actually just on my way out."
He abruptly stood and motioned the bartender over. He paid quickly and awkwardly and then gave Shelby a hasty goodbye.
"See ya. If you change your mind, don't bother coming back because I'll already be in bed with someone else by then."
Shelby was pretty sure she saw regret in his eyes, and then, just like that, he disappeared out of the club.
Hey, Blondie." Shelby heard a woman's voice call to her from behind.
She turned on her stool to see a tall woman with long hair dyed vibrant red. She was muscular, too. Her toned thighs looked like they were about to split the seams on her tiny blue jean shorts, and her cropped t-shirt beautifully showcased her bulging biceps. Shelby wasn't sure where this woman had been hiding when she first scoped the place out, but the woman had Shelby rethinking her assessment about being the indisputable hottest woman in the building.
"When I first saw you walk in, the last scenario I imagined was you chasing men out of the bar."
Shelby chuckled in response.
"It happens sometimes when you have a cheating kink. A guy like him is going to go home and make sweet love to his wife. All the while, he'll pat himself on the back for being such a good husband and not cheating. Maybe he'll even tell his wife some version of what just happened here. About how he had an opportunity to cheat but turned it down. He'll go to sleep feeling like a great person.
Then next weekend, he'll be in here again, almost cheating with another woman. Not quite cheating, but almost."
"Hm, you seem to know a lot about people." The red-haired woman remarked. "You a shrink or something?"
"No, just observant."
The woman placed a hand on her hip and smiled
"Really? Because I'd love to hear your observations about me. And I'd be happy to let you observe...up close."
Shelby took a deep breath. She hasn't expected this. She'd played around with women before in the past, but she wasn't exactly bisexual. She definitely preferred men, and right now, in particular; she was in the mood for cock. As much as she could get her hands (and mouth) on. Since this woman was so frank, Shelby decided to be frank in return.
"Don't get me wrong, you're gorgeous." Shelby began. "But I'm pretty much strictly dickly."
The woman let out a hearty laugh. "Well then, baby, I got good news for you." She then casually gestured between her thighs. "If you mean you're only into men, then I'll respect that. But if you're only into dick, then I guarantee I'm rocking one bigger than any dude in this place."
Shelby felt her jaw literally drop open. The red-haired woman was sporting one of the biggest bulges she'd ever seen in a pair of jeans. She was so big and hard that she was actually pulling the band of her skimpy blue shorts outward from her toned abs.
"I um...I...wow." Shelby found herself genuinely speechless, and she openly stared at the woman's cock. In terms of inches, she had to be at least in the double digits. Shelby couldn't believe she hadn't noticed the hard-on sooner.
"Wow, the competition must be even less stiff than I thought if you're that shocked." The woman quipped.
"Yeah, I think it's safe to say you're the stiffest person in here."
The woman laughed again. "So what's it gonna be, blondie? Wanna' chat up some average-looking dude with an average cock until he lets you blow him in the bathroom? Or would you rather come home with me and take the biggest cock you'll ever have in your entire life?"
Shelby swallowed hard as she tried to focus enough to size up the situation. "I came out tonight because I wanted as much cock as possible." She explained. "And while the sheer quality of your dick is tempting, I'm really in the mood for quantity. If I went home with you, I'd just have to come right back out again to find the next guy. Or the next dick, rather.
The woman smirked. "My girlfriend won't be home until tomorrow morning. And believe me, baby, I can go all night. So you'll be getting quality cock, and quantity." Something about the confident tone she spoke in told Shelby she wasn't lying.
More importantly, Shelby was struck by the girlfriend comment. This woman wanted to cheat on her girlfriend with Shelby. She wasn't sure she'd ever made a woman cheat before. And she'd certainly never made a woman like this cheat.
"You said only a few minutes away?" Shelby found herself saying.
The woman hadn't been lying. Her apartment wasn't far at all, and she'd driven like a street racer to get there as well. In what seemed like no time at all, Shelby and the red-haired woman were tumbling through the door of the latter's apartment.
The two women had practically attacked each other, mouths pressed hard together as their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. As they did, Shelby couldn't stop grinding herself up against the woman's enormous bulge.
"Bigger than your boyfriend's?" The woman asked in between kisses."
"Which one?" Shelby answered the question with a question after a particularly slow, deep kiss.
"Bad girl."
"A bad girl who really needs this inside of her."
"The night's young. I've got plans for you before then."
"Such as?"
"I'll show you."
With that, the woman scooped Shelby up in her arms and carried her to the living room couch. She set Shelby down in the middle of the couch, then abruptly dove between her legs. She hiked Shelby's short skirt up onto her hips, then she leaned forward and latched her teeth onto Shelby's panties. Shelby lifted her hips up so she could slide the panties down her legs, but instead, she tore them off with a practically feral growl.
She then drew back, still clutching the panties in her teeth. She smiled and gave Shelby a wink, then tossed the panties to the side and dove forward again. Then, Shelby found out that the red-haired woman's tongue was just as, if not more impressive than her cock.
Her tongue felt like it had to be damn near just as big as her cock. Shelby gasped as the woman stuck her tongue deeper inside her than any man ever had. She instinctively grabbed the woman's hair and pulled the woman's head closer to her. Already, Shelby knew she wasn't going to be able to get enough of that tongue.
Shelby had been able to tell the woman had a long tongue when she was kissing her, of course, but she'd had no idea it was this extreme. And the woman knew how to use her tongue, too. The tongue wiggled and rippled inside her in a way that felt almost more like a tentacle than a tongue. Then it curled upwards and towards Shelby's g spot. As she did this, the woman also reached up with her right hand and began to stimulate her clit. She continued on like this for several minutes, eating her out and masturbating her at the same time. Shelby was beside herself, a writhing, moaning wreck.