Hungry Hearts

-Harry

Ian's cock was already twitching, but as he scrolled down, and saw the first of three pictures, his cock became rock hard. Harry, a sexy man around 60 was in shape... Good shape! His hair was almost all grey, clean cut, and styled. He had a trimmed chest, and a six pack. He had on swim trunks, but his package was very visible. His member was outlined just right.

"Mm hi daddy." Ian mumbled as he looked on.

Ian grabbed at his cock, temped to jackoff to the mature stud before him, but, suddenly the smell from the kitchen worked its way up the stairs and into his nostrils. 'I better shower and get downstairs.' He thought, and quickly clicked his computer to blackout the screen. Ian turned bumping his computer chair as he walked out of the room and into the bathroom.

In the kitchen, Kate started setting the table.

"Sounds like your brother is finally awake." Beth said almost irritated.

"Yeah, sounds like your son just jumped in the shower." Kate said sarcastically.

Beth thought, for just a second, about walking up and "interrupting" Ian in the shower. Maybe just to let him know breakfast was ready, but then thought better of it.

"Hunny can you go knock on the door and tell Ian to hurry, breakfast is ready." Beth asked.

Kate busy still setting up the table gave her mom a look. "Really? He'll be down sooner or later." She whined.

Beth a little eager, covered the eggs and turned the stove to low. "I'll tell him, I need to grab the laundry anyway." Beth said as she hurried out of the kitchen.

Beth walked up to the door of the bathroom and knocked. "Hunny breakfast is ready."

Ian busy taking his time washing his private parts almost jumped at the knock. "Okay mom, be right there."

Beth walked into Ian's room and started grabbing the dirty laundry off of the floor, when she noticed the computer screen lit up. An email was open, and an older male's picture was in view.

'Leave, Beth.' She thought immediately to herself.

But she couldn't leave. Instead she scrolled up, reading as fast as she could, her mouth wide open. "Daddy?" She scrolled down. The older man, the "daddy" looked amazing, she thought to herself. Before Beth realized it, she was wet. Not just wet, but WET!

'Ian, my son has daddy issues. It makes sense. Wait... Does Kate too?' Beth thought to herself.

Then the shower shut off. Beth looked back at the bedroom door, then grabbed the mouse and scrolled down to the previous email, the first email sent out, the email from Ian.

Hi there,

You are sexy! Sorry to be so forward, but you are! I was flipping through the lookbook and I came across your profile. I know that I'm young, and probably not your type, but you are hands down my type. I love daddies like you, and I love married men. Im new to this, I've only messed around with one other man, and to be honest he's not my type. I like mature, like you. I've attached some pictures for you. I'd love to meet and get to know each other. Let me know.

- Ian

Beth scrolled down, exposing a picture of Ian, in white briefs, his bulge very present.

Beth heard the bathroom door open, so she scooped up the dirty laundry and quickly exited the room, bumping into Ian on the way out.

"Hey mom." Ian said surprised.

"Breakfast sweetie. I'll see you downstairs, just grabbing your laundry." And with that Beth hurried back downstairs.

Ian noticed the screen up. 'What the fuck?' He walked over and closed it, his mind racing. 'Maybe I left it on or bumped it. I'm an idiot, maybe she didn't see it.' Ian argued with himself before giving up. The damage was done, unless she didn't see it. Ian slipped on a pair of jeans, going commando, and walked downstairs.

Kate was loud, "good morning sleepy head!!" She belted out. "I thought you were out for the count!" She continued as Ian walked into the kitchen grabbing a glass of OJ.

Beth poured herself a cup of coffee.

"Good morning hunny" Beth said with a smile as she sat down at the kitchen table. "How'd you sleep?" She pried with a nervous smile.

Kate spoke up before Ian had a chance, "like a baby!" Mother and daughter giggled.

"Haha funny. But, I did sleep good." Ian replied. A nervous grin crossing his face as he looked over at his mother.

Beth locked eyes with him, and smiled sheepishly. Then, Ian felt a twitch in his jeans. Without breaking eye contact, he continued, "I did sleep good, except the alcohol got the best of me, and I had to piss like a race horse in the middle if the night."

Beth didn't look away, at least not yet. She felt something inside of her go dark, and it took control. Her panties instantly wet. She bit her lip, looking her son dead in the eyes.

"I bet it felt good to relieve yourself." She replied, then stood up and walked to the refrigerator grabbing a bottle of apple juice.

Ian watched her, his jeans tight, restricting. "Yes, it did" was all Ian he could manage.

Kate was watching, almost engrossed in this strange conversation. "Did you piss the bed, Ian? I mean what the hell." She asked, wondering what her mother and brother were getting at.

Beth poured them each a glass of apple juice, and say back down looking at Ian. Her breathing heavy. She locked eyes on Ian again.

Then she put a hand on to Kate's knee "oh Katy sweetie, don't be silly... Your brother wouldn't piss the bed. But... He did freak me out trying to get into the bathroom as I finished up." Beth said squeezing Kate's knee.

Kate let out a laugh. "Wait... Wait a minute, did you walk in on mom peeing, Ian!?" Kate asked shocked.

Ian stood, his erection barely contained. Eyes still on his mother. "Yes." Was all Ian could get out. He picked up the apple juice a drank it down. Kate watched. She couldn't help but notice her brother's fit body, then the bulge. She looked at her mom, who was staring at Ian's body.

'Is she staring at her own son,' Kate thought to herself. Her mother's hand still on her knee, hot and sweaty. Kate wasn't sure what to think or even say, so she said the only thing that came to mind... "Wow."

*****

Later that day, at the mall with Kate, Beth's mind raced. It seemed to be a common practice this past month. She couldn't help but think about her lovely daughter, and what she was thinking. Beth knew that she was caught ogling over her son's body. Ogling over the very visible bulge in his jeans.

All her life, Beth had wanted to be the example for Kate. She wanted to be the perfect mother, housewife, and religious follower. Even after a failed marriage, she still wanted to be the best example for her children. Always. But, now... She was losing control. Her kids had to see a shift in her demeanor, a slight looseness, openness. A naughtiness slowly creeping in. They had to be aware that she was changing. Becoming just a little bit darker.

"Mom... Earth to mom." Kate said, finally getting her mom's attention.

Beth looked up at her daughter and smiled, completely unaware of what her daughter was asking her.

"Mom, do you like these?" Kate asked holding up a pair of "boy shorts."

Beth snapped out of her mind, and saw what Kate was holding up.

"As pajamas, hunny?" Beth was more curious.

"I guess. Or for the gym or whatever. I'm gonna try them on." Kate said as she bounced off towards the dressing room.

Beth followed, eyeing the merchandise as she cut through the store. Kate swooped a pair of yoga pants off of the rack, and threw them back to her mother.

"Try these on mommy, they're cute!" Kate said with a wink.

Beth held them up, as the dressing room attendant pointed to the women.

"Just one?" She asked with a smile.

Beth looked up at the young girl, not more than 18 years old.

Beth held up the pants, "yeah I guess just these please." Beth said awkwardly.

The young girl laughed and said "no, ma'am, I was asking just one dressing room, for the both of you? All the rest are taken."

Kate stepped up, and looked at her mother then back at the attendant, "yes, one dressing is fine."

Inside the dressing room, Beth felt awkward, unsure of what to do. Should she wait till Kate was done. Kate pulled her jeans off before Beth had another second to think. Beth noticed that Kate had on the same underwear on as this morning in the kitchen. But, she had on a tank top now, which left a lot more of Kate's lower half exposed.

Beth couldn't look away from her daughters butt. Her panties were riding up her ass even more now. Kate looked over her shoulder and smiled at her mom. It was almost a flirtatious smile, like 'you like mommy?' Beth thought to herself. Kate slid the shorts on, and immediately checked out her ass in the mirror.

"You not gonna try those on mom." Kate said, more of a statement than a question.

Without answering, Beth slid her jeans down, exposing her panty-clad lower half. There was certainly nothing crawling up her ass. Beth's panties covered her bottom completely, Leaving everything to the imagination.

Kate snuck a glance in the mirror, looking to see what her mom had on. She was not surprised at what she saw. Beth watched as Kate examined herself in the mirror, checking out her ass and thighs. Beth had to admit, the boy shorts looked good on Kate. Sexy. Her bubble butt was accentuated in the tight material. Beth slid the pants on, and they were tight, causing her underwear to slide up into her ass.

Kate looked back at her, "mommy those look good on you." Kate said as she turned her own booty toward the mirror again.

"Thank you, swee..." Beth started before Kate cut in.

"uh! I can't tell if these look good. My eye keeps going to this terrible panty line! I knew I should have worn a g-string." Kate said slapping her hands to her sides.

"Hunny, they look great, try them on again at home, and bring them back if you don't like them." Beth said, trying to make her feel better. She subconsciously turned, examining her own butt in the mirror.

Beth noticed her own granny panties outline, and sympathized with her daughter. "Uhh you're right sweetie, these underwear underneath are very unflattering." Beth said as she looked at herself.

Kate looked at her mom, "but I like those on you mom." She said... Then, "I'm sorry I need to see what these look like without a panty line. Mom, I have to. Do you care?"

Beth a little bit surprised, just shook her head no. Beth was shocked at herself as the words slipped out, "go ahead sweetie." She mumbled.

Kate pulled the shorts off, looking back at her mom that was now pulling the pants off, while trying not to look up at her own daughter.

"You should try those on again mommy, here. Just so you can get a feel for if you like them or not. You know without the underwear." Kate said nonchalantly.

Beth looked up, not sure what to say. Then, Kate turned toward her mom, her ass now to the mirror, and she slid down her panties. Beth's eyes took on a mind of their own, they darted to Kate's pussy first. She was bare. Then, Beth's eyes went to the mirror, as Kate bent to remove her panties completely. Her daughters ass exposed. Perfect. 'Absolutely perfect' Beth thought.

Her daughter's cheeks opened, exposing her most private asset, her cute pink little rosebud. 'Oh my God' Beth thought to herself.

Kate grabbed the shorts and started to put them on. "So, what happened last night?" Kate asked, curious.

Kate finished pulling the shorts on, covering up her beautiful ass. Beth was wet, and a mess. She couldn't think straight, and therefore couldn't lie. At least not completely. The hungry Beth was taking over.

"Ian walked in on me... You know... I was peeing." Beth said a little nervous.

Kate grabbed at her own ass, "much much better. I love these. So... He saw um you..." Kate asked, but it was her turn to be shy.

Beth looked at her daughter in the mirror, then the hungry Beth eked it's way in... 'Fuck it' she thought, as she slid down her panties, completely nude. Beth watched in the mirror as Kate looked at her. Kate's eyes drawn to her now naked lower half. Kate couldn't help but look. Her mother looked good. 'Damn, she has a fucking mound' Kate thought to herself, looking at the thick black hair between her mother's legs.

Beth took her time sliding on the yoga pants, very aware that Kate was eying her. "Yes sweetie, Ian, your brother walked in on me squatting, mid-piss in the hall bathroom." Beth said as she pulled up the yoga pants, up over her fat ass. "You're right baby, so much better without panties." Beth said

Kate smiled "I told you so," then, "did you see his dick too mommy?" Almost inaudible.

Beth looked at her daughter... Hungry. "Yes, baby girl, I did... Just for a second." Then Beth thought she heard a ever-so-slight moan escapes her daughters mouth. "Kate, sweetie, can I try those on?" Beth asked, pointing to Kate's shorts, with the naughtiest of intentions.

Kate slid them off, watching her mom. Beth did the same, moving her eyes over her daughter's bare pussy. Kate looked at her mom's mound for the second time, as the two handed off the clothes. Beth slid her daughter's boy shorts on, pulling them right against her crotch. She instantly felt the cold wetness in the crotch, her daughter's pussy.

'Kate was wet too,' thought Beth.

Kate did the same, pulling the pants up, feeling her mom's wetness. Her own spell was slowing taking over.

Then, trying to old onto the words like a slippery bar of soap... "Was it nice?" Kate managed, almost unsure of what she was asking.

Beth moved her hand to her own crotch and cupped it. Pushing her daughter's wet shorts even more into her, 'I feel you baby... I can feel your pussy.' She thought, then looked up at her daughter, "yes... It was." Beth managed... Her throat dry... 'I wanted to suck him, your hot brother, my son' Beth thought, but could never say to her own daughter, even as hungry as she was at the moment.

"Do you ladies need anything?" The attendant asked from outside of the dressing room, loud enough to wake the dead.

"No... Just finishing up." Beth answered, and that was enough to sound the guilt siren.

*****

A couple days had passed, and Beth had managed to pull herself back together, avoiding any sexual conversation with either one of her kids.

Things were tame, at least for now. Beth kept trying to reason with herself, it helped with the guilt.

'I was just horny because I haven't slept with anyone in forever, it had nothing to do with an attraction to them, my kids.' Beth thought to herself and was in a constant struggle with her own guilt of having any sexual feelings whatsoever.

Beth was busy cleaning the bathroom, when the phone rang. She hopped up, and walked into the kitchen to grab it.

"Hello." Beth said almost annoyed.

"Um, hello, Beth?" The male on the other end asked.

"Who's asking?" Beth asked still annoyed.

"George, from the restaurant." George said, he's voice deep.

Beth's face lit up. Maybe this was her saving grace!

"Oh hi George! I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to come off as rude, it's just most the time the phone rings at home its solicitors." Beth said with more cheer on her voice.

"Oh no need to be sorry, I totally get it. Kate slipped me your number on the way out, she said she couldn't remember your cell, so gave me the house" George, equally cheery.

Beth just laughed "oh that Kate."

"Yeah she seems like a fire cracker. So, I got the night off and I was wondering if you want to grab s bite to eat?"

"Yes, I'd love that!" Beth said, anything to get her mind in a better place.

The two chatted for about ten more minutes, Beth laughing and happy. Then Beth gave him her address and said that she'd see him at 7:00pm.

Beth hung up the phone, and Ian was standing in the entry, his gym clothes on, gym bag over his shoulders.

"Oh! Hunny you scared me!" Beth yelped.

"I'm sorry mom, I just got in from the gym. Who was that?" Ian asked as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water.

"Oh that was George, the waiter from the other night." Beth said, looking at her son.

"Oh yeah, he was ho... Good looking. Nice guy. You two going out?" Ian stumbled.

Beth still staring at her son, thought for a second, 'he's hot. Just say it son, you thought George was hot too. It's okay. I'm okay with it.' But of course none of that came out.

"Yes, tonight at 7." Beth smiled.

Ian walked over and gave his mom a kiss on the cheek.

"Good for you mom, you deserve it. I'm gonna go jump in the shower." And he was off.

As soon as Beth heard the shower running, the motherly housewife instinct clicked in, and she figured she could get a load of laundry going before her date.

She walked into Ian's room to grab his dirty gym clothes, and noticed the gym bag sitting on the bed. She opened it to make sure she wasn't missing a dirty towel or something and her heart went to her throat.

'Oh my goodness.' She thought as she pulled out a magazine with what look like a male's ass on the cover.

The magazine was called "MDP" or as it read underneath in small print, "Mature Daddies Play."

Beth flipped open the magazine, her hormones guiding the way. The first picture or spread as they're called, was of a man around 60. He was in shape, and grey. He was in business attire. The next was of the same man, his shirt undone, and his zipper open, barely exposing his shaft. The next was him, his cock and balls out, bald. He was hard. Beth was wet. She couldn't believe what her son had brought home.

'Did he just buy this? To masturbate to?' Beth thought, her mind in a million different places.

"Mom?" Ian's voice close behind her.

Beth set the magazine down on the bed, and turned toward the voice of her son standing in a towel at the doorway. He walked in toward her.

"I'm sorry Ian. I Was just getting your dirty clothes, and thought I'd make sure I didn't miss any in your bag." Beth said, honest as she could be.

Beth started to leave.

"I'll let you get dressed and we can discuss this later." Beth said as she walked past him.

"Are you mad mom?"

Beth stopped, but didn't turn around.

"Are you disgusted with me mom?"

Beth still did not turn around. She couldn't face him.

"No sweetheart, not at all." Beth said, then turned to face him.

The magazine still open to "business daddy" holding his hard cock.

Ian looked down at it and back at his mom. "I'm sorry." He said, almost sad.

"Don't do that Ian. Do not say sorry for that. For who you are. Never apologize for who you are. You apologize for doing something wrong, and you liking men, is not wrong. You finding men sexy or hot is not wrong. You liking gay porn is not wrong. Don't apologize for that." Beth was stern.

"I feel like I've disappointed you right now. I've always been this innocent kid..."

"Stop, Ian. You are my son and I'll always see you as my innocent boy. You'll always be my boy. I love you, and all of you. Everything you love or like or want, I accept. Period. I want you to be happy. That makes me happy." Beth said, teary eyed.

"Thank you mom. I love you. You've raised me right. You've been the best example to me. To Kate. I know it hasn't been easy raising two kids alone. You make me happy, mom."

Beth smiled at him, and laughed out loud, that almost turned into a cry before she stopped herself.

"I mean who wouldn't want that?" She said as she pointed to the man in the magazine.

Ian laughed at her comment, then got serious,

"Please mom, I don't want you to feel awkward around me." He almost pleaded.

Beth walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek,

"Never sweetie." Beth whispered.

Then she turned to walk away.

Beth stopped at the door, the truth was she didn't care at all. In fact, the idea turned her on. She was horny, and hungry.

'Leave the room. Go out with George and just fuck him. Get this out of your system.' She thought to herself as closed the door, closing both her and Ian in.