Ever Notice? Ch. 08
Pool party redux.

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An Oedipus County Epic

This is a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental, and the actions contained herein should not be duplicated. All characters are 18 or over. It's all pretend, folks.

*

"You're glowing," Alice said.

Christina giggled. "I am not."

"You definitely are," Alice said. She sipped her iced tea. "And it's hardly surprising why."

Christina giggled again. She looked over the edge of her sunglasses at the boys, splashing around in the pool. She and Alice were stretched out on lounges, oiled up and soaking in the sunlight, each of them wearing tiny bikinis that barely contained their pulchritude. One in black, one in red, both incredibly attractive.

Alice reached out a hand and grabbed one of Christina's. "I'm so happy for you, Chris."

"Thank you, Alice. I'm not sure Eric and I would be here if it weren't for you."

It was Alice's turn to laugh. She gave Christina's hand a little squeeze. "Entirely selfish on my part, my dear. My little secret was too huge not to share, and I can't tell you how much it means to me not to have to hide this thing from everyone in my life."

"I know what you mean," Christina said with a smile. She picked up her own drink, liberally spiced with rum, and swallowed. She set the glass down and tugged Alice's hand, pulling her up off the chair. "Let's go join them."

Alice whipped her sunhat off and threw it to the ground. Hand in hand the busty mothers walked down the steps into the pool. Christina shivered dramatically as the cool water lapped at her strong thighs, which caused all kinds of havoc all over her body. Eric whistled appreciatively. He threw the ball in his hand over his shoulder, ignoring Tom entirely, and swam quickly towards his mother.

He scooped her up in his powerful arms and pulled her into a tight embrace that squashed her breasts against his chest. She slipped her hands up to brace his cheeks as his lips swooped in and kissed her deeply. She sighed and folded into her son. Christina closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his body against her, his lips and tongue, the press of his manhood against her pubis.

Christina opened her eyes and looked over her son's shoulder and watched in open admiration as Alice and Tom mimicked their embrace. Seeing another mother and son French kissing and rubbing their bodies against one another just a few feet away from her created a delicious tingle in Christina's belly.

Eric noticed her distraction and pulled away from her slightly. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder. The two of them quietly watched Alice and Tom practically devouring one another. Christina and her son shared a secret look and a slow smile.

The other couple, finally sensing they were being watched, broke apart, blushing. "Get an eyeful, Hendersons?" Alice said, covering her embarrassment. Tom looked oddly self-conscious. He seemed to be looking everywhere but at Christina.

"We did, Parks," Christina said. She pulled herself out of Eric's embrace, giving his bicep a squeeze before sliding her arm down his back and cupping his tight ass.

Alice laughed. "This is all a little strange, isn't it?"

The boys nodded.

"At the same time," Christina said, "it's nice to be able to be affectionate with one another around other people."

At this, the boys nodded. Christina poked Eric in the ribs. "You can talk, you know."

Eric chuckled self-consciously. He pulled his eyes away from Alice's cleavage to look his mother in the eye. "Sorry, it's just, y'know, like Mrs. Park -- Alice -- said. It's a little strange. I'm still getting used to this."

"Yeah," Tom agreed. "Mom and I have had to be secretive all these months. It's a hard habit to break."

"Not that secretive," Alice muttered. She splashed her son in the face. He looked surprised for a split second, and then a wicked grin crossed his lips. He scooped Alice up, eliciting a shriek, and held her up about chest high before throwing her towards the deep end.

Alice came up spluttering, long hair slicked back, her sunglasses floating on the surface of the pool. She looked furious. Tom's wide grin faltered, and then he turned and started swimming for the ladder. Alice rushed after him, cleaving through the water.

Eric pulled Christina out of the way as Alice surged past them. Christina laughed. Eric, who had looked concerned at first, started to smile when he heard her. They watched, giggling, as Tom struggled up the steps and Alice caught up to him. She grabbed him by the trunks and hauled him back into the water, dunking him.

Tom came up out of the water, wrapped his arms around his mother, and his lips found hers. Alice stiffened initially, but softened quickly, folding into her son's arms and kissing him back just as fiercely.

Eric, bemused, looked at Christina. She cupped his chin and pulled his face down to her lips so she could kiss him as well. Her other hand slid down his abdomen and caressed the front of his trunks, feeling the hardness growing down there. No shrinkage for her son.

Alice pulled away from Tom and climbed out of the pool. She flung her wet hair back and pulled her bikini bottoms out of the cleft of her ass. "I have to go wash my face," she said. "My makeup is not waterproof, and I'm sure I look a mess." She shot a glare at Tom, who shrugged apologetically.

Alice scooped up a towel and wrapped herself in it before disappearing into the house. Tom watched her go before turning towards the Henderson's self-consciously. "I didn't know about the makeup," he said lamely.

Then he noticed Christina's hand under the water, casually caressing Eric's massive erection through his swim trunks. Tom blushed and looked away. "I'm going to, um, I'm gonna go check on my Mom."

Eric probably should have been embarrassed, but he only felt arousal. The most beautiful woman in the world was in his arms, and he really only had eyes for her. He noted Tom's uneasiness only peripherally, focusing most of his attention on Christina.

"Do you like when your mother touches your cock?" Christina asked huskily. Eric nodded. He leaned down to kiss her.

Christina pulled Eric towards the shallow end of the pool. He followed willingly, lead by the slim hand cupping his erection. Christina nudged and pushed him here and there, until she had her son situated on the steps where she wanted him. With casual certainty, she pulled his wet trunks off of him and threw them over her shoulder. They floated on the surface of the pool water, forgotten, while Christina settled down at the base of the steps.

Her slim hands swept up and down the tall column of flesh between his legs, while Erich half floated and half sat, enjoying the sensations. Pearls of precum appeared on the angry head of his rampant dick, and Christina's palm swept them up to oil his length. Her breasts jiggled in their brief top as her hands moved up and down, caressing every inch of her son's gorgeous tool. Christina panted with exertion and lust.

Eric sighed and watched his mother with half-hooded eyes. She shone in the sunlight, and the red of her bikini complemented the dark shade of her hair and the bright scarlet of her lipstick. Her cheeks and chest were flush with emotion, and her blue eyes shone with passion.

"Such a big boy for Mommy," she said, low and husky. "Do you like watching Mommy jack you off, sweetie? Do you like seeing Mommy's big titties bounce for you?"

Eric groaned. "Fuck yeah, Mom. You're so hot and sexy."

"So are you, sweetie-bear, so are you." With that, Christina levered her son's huge cock away from his abdomen and dipped her head. Her crismon lips wrapped around the thick cockhead and her tongue teased his flesh. Eric groaned again, the feelings too intense for speech. His cock flexed and jumped, but Christina's practiced hands kept him in place. Slowly she enveloped him, sucking his raging cock into the warm wetness of her mouth. Saliva and precum mixed liberally, dripping down his exposed length onto her fingers. His cock stretched against her cheeks, making them bulge obscenely.

Christina closed her eyes and moaned around her son. She loved the feel and taste of him, the way he filled her mouth, how the map of veins pressed against her tongue, how his precum squirted by the pint into her oral cavity and slid happily down her throat. She was truly blessed, to have given birth to this magnificent fuck machine, and now to have it all to herself.

Christina adjusted the angle of Eric's cock and swallowed more of him. She felt his cockhead nudge against the back of her mouth. Her throat constricted initially, but it didn't take much effort to get him past the obstruction and barreling deep into her throat. His neatly trimmed pubic hair, smelling strongly of chlorine, tickled her nostrils. She held him there as long as she could and then swept back up his length to take deep gasping breaths. Saliva and precum soaked his cock in long strings, some of them connected to her full lips as she breathed heavily.

Eric braced himself against the steps, trying hard not to float away. Christina grabbed his cock, which had slapped against his abdomen when she released it, and brought it back to her lips. She kissed the purple dome all over. Her tongue lashed out to taste him, then down and around his impressive length, until she reached his full, swollen balls. She sucked one large egg into her mouth, slowly jacking his length with one hand, and was rewarded with another deep and lusty groan from her son.

Eric's hands ached to grab her head or shoulders, but he had to hold onto the walls and steps of the pool to keep from drifting away. His hips jerked, sloshing water around them both, as she teased him.

Christina released his testicle and flattened her tongue against the base of his cock. She dragged it up his length slowly, tasting her own saliva and her son's delicious precum as she did. His powerful tool throbbed in her hand. She looked past his towering cock and saw him red-faced and straining, grimacing with lust and need.

Christina took pity on him. "Let go, sweetie. Let go and give me all that delicious cream." She raised herself up again and thrust him into her mouth, letting his hips rise and fall gently in the water so that he fucked her face slowly. It didn't take long for Eric to grunt and strain. She felt his cock swell between her lips and across her tongue, as the cockhead nudged the back of her mouth.

Christina held him at the base and cupped his balls, and she felt his orgasm begin. His balls contracted, the base of his dick shivered, and a tremendous stream of jism thundered up through his flesh tube and splattered the inside of her mouth. One, two, quick pulses filled her mouth to overflowing. She swallowed noisily, and almost choked as the third streamer came hard after the first two and jetted straight down the back of her throat. She released him, coughing and spluttering, jism dripping from her lips on her chin and the upper slopes of her breasts, while Eric continued to spray.

A blast arced straight up and came down on Christina's heaving breasts. More followed, some hitting the water, others landing atop Eric's cock and balls and Christina's hands, while the rest ended up coating Eric's smooth, muscular abdomen. Thick pools of silvery white cum decorated her son. Christina licked her lips, tasting him. She leaned down without shame and began to lap up his precious spend, one delicious drop at a time.

Eric's cock hardly wavered in its thickness, but even if it had, her lips and tongue and quiet coos of delight would have made him hard again in record time.

*

Tom wandered through Christina Henderson's house, finally locating his mother in the first floor bathroom. Alice scrubbed her face, muttering darkly under her breath.

"Hey, uh, Mom, just wanted to apologize. Thought we were just fooling around."

"I'll show you fooling around," Alice said. She dried her face and squinted into the mirror. "I didn't really want to get my hair wet, either. All that chlorine is going to damage my roots."

"You look great with your hair slicked back and your bikini soaking wet against your body."

Alice looked flatly at her son. "Why did you come in here?"

Tom stared at the ceiling. "Well, Mrs. Henderson had her hands down Eric's pants, and I thought I'd give them a moment. I felt a little like a pervo just standing there."

Alice snorted. "And the other day looking through their window, that wasn't being a 'pervo'"?

"Mom, you know what I mean."

Alice laughed. She reached into a handbag and started to reapply her makeup. Just some eyeshadow, a hint of rouge, and a long swipe of ruby red lipstick on her full, kissable lips. When she was done, she stepped out of the bathroom and into her son's arms, pressing her plush body up against his hard muscles.

"Does little boy need Mommy to hold his hand so he doesn't get scared and run into the house?" she said with a giggle.

"Mom, seriously."

"Alright, alright," she said in a normal tone. She poked him in the chest. "But I don't need you scurrying after me every time I leave the room and the other couple starts getting hot and heavy."

Tom sighed. "Okay, fair enough."

She took his hand anyway and led the way out onto the patio. He followed just a little bit behind her, mesmerized by the way her meaty ass flexed in her tiny black bikini bottoms, which were riding high on her cheeks. He liked the way her boobs bounced with each step, too.

The two of them froze as they stepped outside. Alice involuntarily raised a hand to cover her open mouth, while her eyes widened and her breath came faster. Tom, already semi-hard, felt his dick thicken and expand between his legs immediately.

Christina sat astride her son on the steps of the pool. Eric's swim trunks floated in the deep end, while nearby the bottom of Christina's suit bobbed as well. Her red furred pussy was wrapped around her son's frankly immense dick, while her feet were braced on the steps and one hand held the railing. Christina pushed against the steps and Eric's cock half-slid out of her. She slammed herself downward, driving him deep once more. Eric's arms were braced on the pool walls, but he floated beneath his mother, his body bobbing as she rode him. Her huge breasts, still mostly hidden by her red bikini top, swung up and down majestically as the two of them fucked.

Both Hendersons grunted and gasped with effort and lust. Christina threw her head back, eyes closed, and cried out as her pussy lips widened perceptibly around the base of Eric's cock.

Alice turned to her son. His eyes were locked on the beautiful redhead, but she grabbed his chin and turned him towards her. He blinked, pupils dilated, breathing rapidly. "Jesus Christ, Mom," he whispered.

Alice nodded. "Follow me," she said. She released his hand and marched toward the chaise lounges. She grabbed another towel and walked over to the side of the pool, parallel to the fucking Hendersons who, in their passion, had yet to notice the return of their guests.

Alice's pussy tingled and her hard nipples dented her bikini top. She plucked at the ties on her hips and peeled her bottoms off of her soaking wet crotch. Without ceremony, she dropped to her hands and knees and raised her ass into the air. She looked over her shoulder at her son, who had followed close on her heels. With a wicked grin, Tom shucked his shorts off and knelt down beside her.

Alice felt her son's cockhead nudge up against her moist pussy lips, and then he was inside, driving forward with enough force that Alice almost lost her balance. She felt her ass ripple as his abdomen collided with her muscular backside. Tom's hands closed around her narrow waist and he began fucking her in earnest. Alice wailed, overcome with lust and need.

"Holy shit!" Christina gasped. The two mothers locked gazes. "I'm so sorry, Alice, I totally forgot you were even here." The paler woman was blushing furiously, looking terribly embarrassed, and yet her hips never slowed.

"When Tom went into the house, I thought we'd have time for a quick blowjob, but one thing led to another and I guess we got away from ourselves. I'm so sorry!"

"Don't be, Chrissy," Alice said with a grunt. Her hips shivered as her son pounded into her over and over again, a relentless jackhammer of lust that was already beginning to coax an orgasm from her dripping pussy. "I'm glad you finally got this party started," she managed to gasp out, before her orgasm took her.

In the pool, Eric's arms reached up, making him bob even more, and he grabbed his mother's waist. His feet came down to the pool bottom and he stood, taking Christina with him. With her son still deep inside her, Christina shrieked at the sudden movement. She instinctively wrapped her arms and thighs around Eric, squashing her titanic tits against his broad chest. Eric's hands slid down her waist to cup the full globes of her ass.

Eric held Christina steady as he began to fuck her, driving his cock relentlessly into her welcoming pussy. Christina held tight and fucked back at her son, driving her hips forward to meet his every thrust. Water churned up around their waists.

Alice watched the Hendersons as her son fucked her doggy-style on the deck, his long powerful cock providing as much stimulation as the visuals on display. Christina really was a rather beautiful woman, and her son was a gorgeous man. She knew Tom was watching the other couple as well, and hoped he enjoyed it as much as she did.

Alice caught Eric shooting admiring glances in her direction, and at one point, Christina settled her head down on Eric's shoulder so she could watch Tom fuck Alice too. Once more the two mother's locked gazes, and they gave one another slow, secret smiles. The smiles that only two mothers being fucked by their strapping sons can share.

Tom managed to trigger three orgasms deep inside Alice before he succumbed himself. She felt his delicious cock swell as he hammered home inside her, and then he was bucking and throbbing and spraying his precious, potent seed. His explosion set off another inside Alice, one that made her arms and thighs quiver. Unable to hold herself upright any longer, she slid off her son. He fell against her, but his cock slid out, and he sprayed the last few jets of cum across her ass.

Alice saw, with no small satisfaction, Eric's eyes roll back in his head and his hips jerked rapidly. Christina's own eyes grew wide and she shook in her son's arms. Alice knew Eric was filling his own mother's womb with and endless stream of creamy cum, and that knowledge set off a mini-orgasm for her.

Eric and Christina collapsed in the pool, as their guests had on the deck, and the four lovers each fought to recover their breaths and composure.

Christina uncoupled from her son, dragging herself up and off his still semi-hard dick. On unsteady feet she climbed up on to the steps and sat down. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each deep breath she took.

Alice coiled herself on the towel, allowing Tom to lay down beside her. She saw with some pride that he remained solid and ready for another go as well. She reached down and palmed his cock, giving him a few gentle strokes. Tom shivered in her arms, grabbed her wrist, and told her to slow down. She chuckled a little.

Her son rolled his shoulders so he could face her and gave her a kiss. "Love you," he said softly. Alice, suddenly overcome by emotion, held him tight against her and found she couldn't respond. She hoped the look she gave him was sufficient. By the smile on his face, it looked like it was.

*

After the furious fuck session by the pool, the four of them retreated into the house. Christina suggested it as a way of avoiding sunburn on delicate parts, which got a chuckle out of Alice and an alarmed look from the boys.

When Eric and Tom tried to put their swim trunks back on, both mothers insisted they remain nude. In solidarity, they removed their bikini tops, allowing their large, matronly breasts to swing free and happy. Everyone cuddled up naked in the living room. Christina and Eric sat on the sofa, while Tom settled into an easy chair with his mother on top of him.

"I am sorry about that," Christina said. "I honestly forgot you guys were in the house. I didn't intend to kickstart an orgy."

"And yet here we are," Alice said with a laugh. "And I think we all had fun. Didn't we, boys?"

Tom nodded. His hard cock was nudging up against his mother's sweetly rounded ass, and he had one hand cupping a tit and the other around her waist. He was quite comfortable, albeit a little jealous at the glances his mother was not hiding in the direction of Eric's cock. Still, Tom could content himself with the view of Christina's gorgeous rack.

Eric was blushing. He held Christina close to him, and she had lifted her legs up onto the sofa and tucked them under her, hiding her pussy, but her breasts were on full display. Eric didn't like the way Tom was ogling his mother, but he couldn't help himself from admiring Alice's athletic curves either. As if having his naked mother held tightly in his arms wasn't enough, seeing Alice and Tom Park embrace as lovers rather than parent and child had put steel in his lap.

Christina looked up at Eric, and seeing how red his face was, prompted him. "You did have fun, didn't you sweetie?"

"I did, Mom, I did. I always do with you. Although I guess I'm still getting used to it all."

"You're still in that honeymoon period," Alice said. "You two are getting to know one another again, and you can't keep your hands off one another."

Christina giggled and traced her fingers across Eric's broad chest. "And how long was your 'honeymoon period,' Alice?"

Alice looked at Tom with that puzzled expression couples share when they're about to agree on something. "Um... a little over six months now, I think, isn't it, baby?" Tom rolled his eyes, but Christina laughed.

"Six months?" Eric blurted out. "You two have been having sex for six months?"

Alice nodded. Tom grinned broadly. He kneaded the tit in his hand, causing Alice's nipple to pucker. She shifted in his lap and licked her lips, glancing at her son.

"Six fantastic months," Tom said. "Mom and I fuck five or six times a day, if we can. Honestly, I can't get enough of her. She drives me wild." Alice's full lips pulled into a smile and she kissed her son lightly.

"Wow," Eric said. "That's... wow."

"Hard to believe?" Christina said. Eric recognized a note of concern in her voice, but doubted that the Parks noticed.

Eric tucked her closer to him, feeling her big tits squash against his chest. "No, Mom," he said, "it's not hard to believe. It's just awesome to hear." Christina brightened at that, and gave Eric a tiny kiss on the tip of his nose. She hadn't done that since he was little, when he had done or said something particularly nice for her. Eric's cock flexed unconsciously. Christina dropped a hand into his lap and slowly began to run her fingers up and down his length.

Eric kissed her again, and looked across the room at the Parks. Alice had shifted on Tom's lap. She now sat directly on top of him, so that her cute little pussy pressed down on his erection, and her full springy ass pressed into his stomach. Tom was all but hidden behind her, though he reached around to cup her tits and roll her nipples in his fingers.

"How did it start?" Eric heard himself say.

"What, us?" Alice asked for clarification. At Eric's nod, she shook her head. "Dumb luck. I came home one night after a bad date frustrated, a little drunk, and more than a little horny, to find my son the shut-in up in his room watching porn on his computer.

"The door was slightly ajar, and I had kicked off my heels before coming upstairs, so he didn't hear me. I think he was a little entranced with what he was watching, too. I heard a woman's moan, and I knew what he was doing, and I should have just kept going to my room, but like I said, I was drunk and horny, and a little curious. So I nudged the door open a little wider and peeked inside.

"His room was dark except for the glow of the computer screen. He had his magnificent cock in his hand, sliding up and down, coaxing beads of juice from the slit. My jaw literally dropped, and I started to salivate right there. I had no idea my little baby had such a pretty cock."

At this point, Tom's dick lurched between Alice's legs, nudging her moist pussy lips. Alice gasped, Tom grunted. Alice slowly began to raise and lower herself, using the chair arms for balance. Her pussy lips mashed against her son's thickness. Precum dripped from the angry helmet, onto the towel that Tom had laid across the chair.

"Anyway, that was hardly the only shock. It took a few moments to register, but the woman moaning on the video kept using the word 'son,' and telling whoever was fucking her to 'fuck mommy.' That just made my pussy gush. It was wrong and so hot at the same time. I still didn't draw all the lines between the dots, but I knew that whatever Tom was into, I was into it too. I watched him as he jerked off and waited with bated breath when he grabbed a wad of tissues and exploded into it.

"When he collapsed against his desk chair, grimacing, I made my exit. I hurried down the hall to my bedroom as quickly and quietly as I could, found a dildo, and shoved it up my pussy as far as it would go until I came like gangbusters. It was only in the afterglow that I started to wonder if Tom might think naughty thoughts about me.

"So, for the next week, I tried to find out. I started wearing skimpy clothes around the house. I found ways to lean over him in low cut tops, or bend down in front of him to show off my ass. I bought some gourmet lollipops and devoured one noisily and explicitly every night. I bought some new lingerie and some slutty outfits and I planned to have a fashion show for Tom, but after the third day, he scurried up to his room while I was eating the lollipop. I followed shortly, and caught him with his pants around his ankles, fiercely jerking off, moaning my name.

"Well, what mother in her right mind wouldn't drop to her knees in a situation like that and suck her son's dick until he exploded? We've been at it ever since."

Tom's hands had roamed all over his mother's incredible body throughout the story, and finally, as she reached the finish line, her grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up. His cock rose, lining up with her pink, flushed pussy. Without any verbal direction from her son, Alice spread her lips, grabbed his dick, and aimed it for her weeping slot. She settled on to him with a gasp and a sigh and a liquid sound.

Alice leaned back against her son, turned her head, and kissed him deeply.

Christina, who had enjoyed hearing the story at least once before, now enjoyed experiencing it through Eric. His cock grew stiffer in her hand with each word, and her grip grew stronger, until she was happily jerking him off. She did it slowly, delicately, to the rhythm of the tale, but she did it with purpose and intent. Her gaze flickered from Eric's wide-eyed blushing face to his huge, angry cock as it flexed in her hand. As Alice neared the end of her story, Christina felt Eric's cock jump and swell. She got her lips over the head just as Alice finished, and the first huge gob of seed shuddered up Eric's length and sprayed across his mother's mouth. She swallowed quickly, greedily, knowing that the next rope would be just as thick, just as delicious, and coming rapidly behind.

Alice and Tom fucked slowly, sensuously, while on the sofa Christina swallowed Eric's epic load. Alice looked Eric in the eye while he came, and knew he was thinking of her. It made fucking her son in front of him and Christina extra delicious, and she had already orgasmed twice before Tom swelled deep inside her and fired another salvo directly into her womb. Alice whimpered and shook atop her son.

The four of them relaxed a little bit, although all of them could sense a new kind of tension in the room. Only Christina seemed uncertain about its source. Still, in an effort to defuse it a little, she suggested having some lunch.

So they all put on some modicum of clothing and the moms put together sandwiches in the kitchen, and they all sat down to have a semi-normal meal. With everyone still half-naked and subtly or not-so-subtly pawing one another between bites, there was a certain air of surreality to it all. At least for Eric. He was particularly troubled by the eyes that Alice kept throwing in his direction when his mother wasn't looking.

She wanted a piece of him, he was certain. And he couldn't say that he didn't want to see what she would be like in bed. Or on the floor, or in the pool, or wherever. But he also didn't want to hurt or betray his mother, not that they now had this new closeness. And he didn't want to piss off Tom. The other teen appeared fully aware of Alice's appraisal of his friend, and though Tom didn't look angry, he did look about as uncomfortable as Eric felt.

That still didn't keep Tom from checking out Christina, though. And that should have made Eric angry in and of itself, but instead it made him feel slightly less guilty for wanting to fuck Alice.

He couldn't resist a sigh. His life had changed considerably in the last few days.

"Whatcha thinking?" Christina asked, nestled against him.

Eric thought quickly. "I guess I'm just still processing all of this. Adjusting. It's fun and awesome, don't get me wrong, but this is so not normal."

"No, it isn't," Alice agreed. She smiled and winked at Eric. "But that's what makes it so hot."

Maybe, Eric thought. But it's a slippery slope. I've gone from incest to exhibitionism, and now I'm contemplating swinging.

The boys cleaned up the dishes while the ladies wandered back into the living room, giggling like teenagers.

"He's SO big," Alice stage whispered as the two moms left their sons. "How do you handle him, Christina?"

Christina laughed. "He's not much bigger than Tom," she said, more softly, not wanting to share the conversation as badly as Alice appeared to. "Besides, the way Tom moves, you clearly have nothing to worry about. And it's mostly just Eric's girth at the base that stretches my poor little pussy... so deliciously." She laughed. "I have no doubt that you could handle him, Alice."

"Is that an offer? Because if that's an offer, I am taking it."

Christina paused and looked at her friend. The two mothers stood in the middle of the living room. Christina was removing her bikini top, while Alice stood close beside her, eyes open wide and mouth slightly parted. She looked like she was salivating.

"Is that what's going on?" Christina said, a little sharply. "You want to fuck my Eric?"

Alice blanched. She took a step back and held up her hands. "Just a taste, Chris. I'm not going to try to steal him from you." She sighed, lowered her hands, and looked Christina in the eye.

"Look, it's not just me. Tom would really like to be with you." Christina started, and Alice raised her hands again. "And that makes me insanely jealous to think about it, just like you're feeling now. But I forced myself to remember that he's not just my lover, he's my son. He's going to grow up and move out and find someone to spend his life with who he isn't related to. And I've got to be ready to deal with that."

Christina frowned, suddenly contemplating.

"Believe me, Chris, I've been doing this longer than you have. The doubts never really stop, even when the sex is this good. I just know I can't be the clingy girlfriend in this situation. My son deserves better from me.

"I would never do anything without your approval. In fact, I'd prefer your participation. And I don't expect a 'yes,' or even an answer any time soon, but I just want you to think about it. To know it's on the table.

"And I'm sorry if I've upset you. You're the best friend I've ever had, and I would never want to hurt you."

Christina nodded. "Well, you have."

Alice gasped. "Shit, Chris, I'm so-"

It was Christina's turn to raise a hand. "But you're so fucking logical and you make a terrible kind of sense. I worry so much about our relationship, and how long it can really last, and what is going to happen next. I worry about him leaving me. Isn't that awful?"

"No, Chris, it's natural. I worry the same thing about Tom. He's the best thing in my life, the best thing I've ever done with my life, but I know this can't last forever."

"And you think that me fucking your son and you fucking my son will make things better?"

Alice felt tears forming at the corner of her eyes. "When you put it like that, no. No I don't." She'd had this conversation with her son just the night before, and he had voiced his own reservations about sharing her, about sharing Christina. But she was horny and had blundered forward without considering anyone else.

"I'm sorry," Alice said. "I'm an idiot. I should go." She couldn't stay, she felt the need to flee, to escape the look in Christina's eyes, and the look her son would give her when he returned from the kitchen and found out what had just happened.

Alice was surprised when Christina reached out and grabbed her arm. "No," she said. "Don't go. I'm mad at you right now, but like you said, we're best friends." She sighed. "This whole situation is unprecedented, but I don't think the solution is to run away. Running away is something my ex-husband does, and I don't want you to start doing it."

"Okay," Alice said, her voice very small. Christina cocked her head and looked at her, and then they two of them were balling and hugging.

Eric and Tom wandered in to the room at that point. Eric made as if to rush to his mother's side, but Tom grabbed his arm and held him back. "I don't know a lot about women, but I do know they don't need either of us to work this out."

Eric looked at Tom, nodded, and relaxed. "Do you have any idea what this is about?"

Tom rolled his shoulders. "Hormones and emotions. You said it yourself, this isn't exactly normal. I love my mom, and I love fucking her, and if I'm honest, I'll admit that I get really horny watching you fuck your mom. But that doesn't mean any of the past few hours has left my head screwed on tight."

"Ain't that the truth," Eric grunted. The two teenagers stared in silence at their mothers. Eric finally said, "So you get horny watching me bang my mom, huh?"

Tom smiled slightly, unsure where this was going, but hoping it was going somewhere where he didn't get his nose broken. He shrugged, agreeing.

Eric nodded. "I know how you feel. Your mom is gorgeous and I can't believe how cool it is to see another son fucking his mom."

Tom released a breath. "So we're cool?"

Eric held out a fist for bump. "We're cool," he said. Tom raised his own.

The mom's pulled apart finally, wiping tears and more makeup off of their faces. Eric rushed to grab the tissue box. Christina blew her nose noisily, while Alice dabbed at her eyes with a grateful smile.

"I'm not usually this emotional," she said shyly.

"Everything okay, Mom?" Eric asked.

"I think so," Christina said, grabbing another tissue. "But... I think we need to get out of this house. Let's all get dressed. We'll go to the park for a walk, or to the mall and do some shopping. We could see a movie -- a real movie. Or take in a museum. Let's do something fun all together. What do you think?"

"I think that is a fantastic idea," Alice said. She looked Eric in the eye, and with none of the flirtation of the last hour or so, said, "Your mother is a very smart woman."

"I know," Eric said, which earned him a big hug and a sloppy kiss from Christina. Alice waved her son over, and pulled him into a tight embrace herself. Over their mother's heads, the boys exchanged questioning looks and shrugs.

Author's Note: This was intended to be the final chapter of the saga, and the outline called for the "inevitable orgy." But the characters fought me on that, and as a result, the conclusion has been postponed. Chapter Nine will be posted as soon as it is finished. I beg your indulgence, as it may take a little longer to write it than it took to produce the other chapters.