Meeting the Maddisons Ch. 04

"You are amazing Gloria, thank you so much," he said and kissed her gently on the eyes, cheeks and finally on her lips.

I loved the casual and easy loving of our new family life. Since that first time, Dad and I hadn't fucked mum together for five days. There was no pressure to perform. We'd do it when we were all ready for it. We didn't feel we had to prove something to each other. One time I was walking past my parents' bedroom and the door was open. Dad was fucking mum in their favourite missionary position. I walked in and pulled up a chair close to the bed. Dad asked if I wanted to join in, but I said no, I only wanted to watch. They weren't in a hurry. Mum reached out to hold my hand while dad kept up a slow deep constant rhythm. Mum had her eyes closed and I watched as she had one orgasm after another before dad drove into her and came deep inside her. He fell off her and lay on his back beside her. Mum was on the side of the bed closest to my chair. I kissed her on the lips and moved down to look at her pussy. Her legs were still apart and I was thrilled to see dad's cum dribbling out of her.

"You are one hell of a woman mum," I said, kissed her again and slipped out of their room to let them doze.

I returned two hours later. They were still lying naked on the bed, half asleep. I stripped off and felt mum's pussy. It was still wet with dad's sperm. She stirred as I stuck two of my fingers inside her, opening one eye sleepily. She reached her arms up to me and guided me into her. I fucked mum slowly and lovingly. Dad woke up beside us and watched as we made love. I held my chest up with my hands planted on either side of mum's shoulders. Dad delicately traced his fingers over mum's face as she rocked from my thrusting into her. Mum looked up into my eyes and tilted her head back, opening her mouth wide. I knew where she wanted my cum and pulled out of her. I crawled up over her chest and directed my cum all over her face. Dad watched it all from just a foot away, and as I finished he told mum how much he loved her.

Another day I came home from work and went into the kitchen. Mum was sitting fully clothed sucking off dad as he stood naked in front of her. Dad said hi and mum waved to me without stopping. I sat down to watch her straining to take him more than four inches into her mouth. Dad pulled out when he was ready and spurted cum all over her face. Mum turned and grinned at me when he was finished, sperm dripping from her lips and down her cheeks. A huge dollop slowly slipped down her chin and hung there, swinging as she sat smiling at me. She made no attempt to clear the goo off her face. I dropped my pants and stood where dad had stood and she engulfed my cock. It didn't take me long and I withdrew to direct my cum all over her face, doubling the amount smeared all over her forehead, cheeks, nose and around her mouth. The big dollop dad had left had fallen on to her shirt.

"Stay like that mum," I said. "Don't clean it off. You look so beautiful."

And she did. She served up dinner and ate the meal with our sperm still covering her face. She wasn't embarrassed at all.

"It's supposed to be good for the skin," she laughed. "Better than Botox. Healthier too."

I think she would have dined with a sperm covered face even if we were at a classy restaurant or out with friends. Now that's a thought. Maybe dad and I should take her to a restaurant with a cum soaked face to see the other diners' reaction.

We often went to the movies on a Tuesday when the crowds were less. I asked mum and dad if they'd like to see the new James Bond film. They agreed, but before we set off I told mum how I wanted her to dress.

"Mum, I want you to look sexy tonight," I said.

"Of course dear, I always want to look sexy for my men."

"Well I want you to wear a dress that leaves your breasts exposed and easy to get to."

"Do you mean with a low cleavage or with buttons?" she asked.

"I think Jim means buttons down the front Gloria."

"Well how about that yellow summer dress, it has buttons."

"No, that doesn't have buttons all the way down the front. You have to lift it over your head to get it off, or drop it on the floor."

"Well, I've got that old floral one, but it's getting on a bit and is a bit small around the bust."

"Sounds perfect," I said.

She went and changed into the floral dress and came out. Dad and I whistled. It was a bit tight around the bust, but mum had undone the top two buttons to give her breasts room and she just about burst out. She wasn't wearing a bra.

She lifted her skirt to show that she was wearing her smallest thong, one that exposed part of her shaved pussy. On her feet were high heels.

"Perfect mum, thanks," I said.

"You look great Gloria," said dad.

We got into the car, dad driving and me sitting in the back seat as usual. As dad drove off I reached with both hands around her seat and stroked and caressed her breasts. Dad looked over and smiled at what I was doing.

"Don't get too excited Jim, you might not be able to control yourself in the cinema."

"Well he's fine in the car, isn't he George," mum said, lifting my hand to her lips and kissing it, sucking one of my fingers deep into her mouth.

I undid two more buttons so her chest was completely exposed in the front seat. She looked incredible as the passing lights lit up her breasts, my hands kneading them. I continued feeling her breasts all the way to the cinema. When we stopped at traffic lights Dad reached over and felt them too.

When we pulled up in the parking lot outside the cinema I frowned in mock disappointment as she did up the buttons to cover herself.

"Oh alright then," she said, and undid the top two buttons again. She had an impressive cleavage showing, and she drew a lot of stares as we entered the cinema. I was so proud of her, knowing she was available for dad and me to do anything we liked with her. We bought our tickets, went into the theatre and sat down. Mum was in the middle, dad on her left and me on her right. The lights were still on, but I wasn't wasting any time and put my hand on mum's thigh. Dad did the same on the other side.

The lights went out and after a few previews of coming attractions, the familiar thrilling start to a James Bond movie began with that well known music. I put my hand around mum's neck and started stroking the top of her breasts. Dad was watching me and smiled his approval, before reaching up to undo the next button. Mum's breasts were now exposed to the curve at the bottom of her heavy hanging breasts. Mum kept watching the movie. She put one hand on each of our thighs, pulling us closer. I reached further down and cupped her whole breast. Dad leaned over with his far hand and undid one more button, exposing mum's chest to below her breasts. Mum looked down at what he was doing, but made no move to stop him or me. She squeezed our thighs.

I looked around. The cinema was nearly empty as the Bond movie had been running for a few weeks. There were a couple of young men further along the row behind us and a man and woman sitting four rows in front of us. I didn't think anybody could see, so I used my right hand to reach over and start undoing mum's dress from the bottom. I started at her knees. There were four buttons before I reached the top of her thighs. Her dress fell to the side exposing her legs. There were now four buttons still done up between the top of her thighs and the middle of her chest. On the big screen 007 was doing his dangerous stunts, but it was my mother half naked beside me that I found much more exciting. Dad was feeling up mum's left leg, moving his hand under her dress to get to her pussy. I undid the button at her groin and the dress fell apart. It was now open to the hips. Dad's fingers were inside her thong, gently stroking her. He looked at me and smiled. He moved his fingers to hold the thin strip of material going around her hip. I took the hint and held the thin strip of her thong on my side and together we pulled it down. Mum lifted up slightly to help us, and we pulled it all the way down and off her feet. Dad slipped the thong into his pocket. Mum was now totally exposed from the groin down. I undid one more button so that her lower belly was also exposed in the theatre. Dad pulled her thigh towards him and I did the same on my side so that she sat with her legs spread wide. All this time my left hand was kneading and holding her left breast. Mum was breathing heavily. Her hands were softly caressing our erections through our pants. Damn, why hadn't I worn loose shorts so she could hold my dick more easily? Next time.

Up on the screen 007 was confronting the baddie – I noticed the evil mastermind no longer had a Russian accent, or German or even East European. Now it was an English aristocrat. What would Ian Fleming think! I looked at mum to see if she was enjoying the movie. Her eyes were closed! All of us had forgotten the damn movie. Dad's fingers were plunging in and out of her.

"How many fingers, dad?" I whispered.

"Three son, but she's warming up to more."

I decided it was time to go for the lot, to really push to see how far mum would go in public. I steadily undid the last few buttons down the front of mum's dress. When I undid the last one at her navel her dress fell open, exposing her entire body. One of the men in the row behind us must have noticed what was happening because I saw him nudge his mate and both craned forward to see.

He got up and moved closer, sitting just behind mum. His friend joined him. They both leaned forward and had a good long look at the sight of mum's nude body breathing heavily, her hands gripping our dicks through our pants as dad worked his fingers deep into her.

"Four now," he said looking pleased with himself.

I was using both my hands to massage mum's exposed breasts, really giving them a good working over. The man behind mum put his hands gently on her neck. He looked at me and dad and raised an eyebrow. He was asking if he could join in. Dad nodded, and I surrendered her left breast, allowing the stranger to slide his hand down to hold her tit and squeeze her nipples.

Mum was breathing really heavily. I moved my hand down to join dad's at her pussy. He pulled to one side, allowing me to insert two of my finger's inside beside dad's four. I slipped in a third finger. Could mum take eight fingers in her pussy? I thought we'd have to work up to that. Mum slid down lower in her chair, allowing her to spread her legs even wider, hanging one leg over the arm of her chair. The man behind her now wanted both breasts. His hand was competing with mine for her right breast. I pushed his hand away. It's not that I don't mind sharing my mother, but I don't like bad manners. He should have asked first. Mum leaned over and kissed me, and rested her head on my shoulder looking down at the hands on her breasts and the hands inside her pussy. She started grinding her hips, getting into the action. The other man in the row behind got up and came around to sit in the row right in front of us. He turned around and watched the scene intently. We were a much better show than James Bond. He asked dad if he could put his hand on this magnificent woman's leg. Dad nodded. He reached over and stroked her thigh, gazing intently at the crowd of fingers slipping in and out of her soaking snatch.

Meanwhile the man behind mum must have realized his earlier mistake and he whispered in mum's ear. I could just hear what he was saying.

"Come home with me, we can do it properly."

Mum looked at me. I shook my head. Mum shook her head at the man. But then she added: "Follow us to our car afterwards."

I was surprised. Mum hadn't fucked anyone she didn't know before. Was this the sort of surprise she told us to expect in our new life? She leaned her head back to soak up the attention she was getting. Dad and I were working our fingers in and out of her pussy, the man sitting in front of her had reached his hand to twirl his finger around her clitoris. The man behind her was squeezing and manipulating her right breast while I worked the left.

Up on the screen 007 was crushing the English baddie and the film would soon come to an end. As the music swelled, the baddie got his just desserts and Bond got his girl, mum let out a cry of orgasm. The loud music made it difficult for the rest of the theatre to hear her, but I saw the couple four rows in front of us turn around. They were shocked at what they saw and turned around quickly to the front, whispering to each other. We let mum recover and I did up the buttons on her dress just before the lights came on. She was looking rather dreamy, and dad and I held her arms as we left the cinema and walked to our car. The couple who'd been sitting in front of us smiled at us as we left. The two men who'd felt up mum inside the theatre were following us closely.

"What about them mum?"

She looked over her shoulder.

"Tell them to follow us in their car."

So we left the car park in tandem. Mum told dad to drive to a park that was usually deserted at this time of night. We parked and they pulled up behind us. They got out of their car to come and stand beside mum's side of the car. She rolled down her window.

"Jim, undo my dress again please," she said. I reached around from behind her and undid all the buttons. She pulled the dress apart to expose herself to the two men. Dad sat in his driver's seat watching mum as she reached through the window to feel the young men's cocks through their pants. I could see it all from the backseat behind her.

The men undid their pants and flopped out their cocks standing so close they were sticking through the car window. Mum turned sideways to face them. While she pulled on one, she stuffed the other into her mouth. She sucked furiously up and down. The man put his hands on the car roof to keep his balance as he thrust into her mouth. He came quickly, spurting into her mouth and over her lips. He moved aside and the other man took his place. He put his hands on either side of her head and fucked her hard in the mouth. Mum didn't resist, just held her mouth open as wide as she could, her breasts hitting the rim of the window as he slammed in and out of her. He too came relatively quickly, spurting over her face. From behind I saw some of his cum drip from mum's lips, over her chin to land on the car window frame. When the man was finished he staggered back. Mum looked up at the two young men and smiled.

"Thanks boys, that was a better climax than the movie."

She wound up the window, waved goodbye to them and turned her cum splattered face to dad.

"Drive on George, home please," she said with a laugh and fell back in her seat. We drove home like that, mum's dress still wide open allowing anyone passing to see her naked and exposed, cum glistening on her face in the flashing night lights. Both dad and I were speechless. When we got home we both fucked her – me first in her pussy and then dad, our sperm mingling inside her before dribbling out of her vagina, slipping down to pool at her asshole.

***

Three weeks after we'd been at the Maddisons the phone rang. I answered. It was Mrs Maddison.

"Hey Jim, how they hanging," she said laughing, having picked up the twin's catchcry.

I laughed back. "Real low Laura, real low."

"You lot recovered yet? It took us a few days. I had a sore throat for a week. I couldn't talk for two days."

"Yes, we've all recovered thanks."

"How are you and your parents getting on Jim. We were a bit worried because sometimes people feel guilty after their first time at our sex games and go off the rails. Is Gloria alright."

I told her about our new family rules and a few of the adventures we'd had together since. Laura was overjoyed.

"That's wonderful Jim. That's the best news we could have had. Now I'd like to speak to your father to invite him over to help with my Olympic training. You know the event I mean. Would you and your mum like to come too?

"Sure Laura, I'd love to come over. Dad's still at work. I'll go and get mum."

Mum spoke to Laura for a long time. I heard mum explaining how she'd decided to explore her sexual limits with her family, how successful it had been and how our family felt closer than ever.

When dad got home he called the Maddisons and arrangements were made for us all to go over in two weeks.

"They've got a some people coming over for a party. Some of your old school teammates too Jim."

"Oh, great," I said. I must admit I was really disappointed as I was anticipating another sex party with Laura and Alison. I didn't think that could happen with half my old school rugby team being there.

"Oh, and Gloria, Laura says it's time for you to start your Olympic training. She's arranging something special for you."