Sleepwalking Mom Ch. 03

Julie pushed herself up to me and kissed me on the lips as she gripped my hard cock through my shorts. She pulled back and giggled as she said, "Oooo, this is fun." June was waiting for Julie to finish so she could do the same thing. Their excitement was catching. June lingered on my lips for several moments as she ran her hand up my thigh and into my shorts. I moaned on her lips as she stroked my cock twice and then pulled away. I would have expected that from Julie but not June. The family dynamics had changed a lot in the past couple days.

The twins were not done yet. They both went into the kitchen with Mom and pulled her robe aside and they each locked their lips on Mom's tits as if they were trumpeting their new-found sexual freedom. Mom groaned hard from the attack and she gripped both of their heads with her arms and held them there as her eyes closed. Her mouth fell open in a moan and her head fell back as she savored the sensation.

The girls pulled away and extricated themselves from Mom's arms and June said, "Hurry Mom. We're ready to go." Mom got herself back together and asked about breakfast. "We can get something at the food court at the mall. Hurry." Mom smiled and pulled her robe back together again. She noticed that I was staring at her boobs as she pulled her robe together and she also noticed that I was rubbing my hard-on.

Mom moved out of the kitchen and kissed me on the way down the hall heading for the stairs. She had glanced down at the tent in my shorts and yelled back from the corner to the hall, "I won't be long. Take care of your brother while you're waiting. Okay? He seems to be in an awful state."

Julie snickered and said, "No problem, Mom."

As if they had already choreographed it, they both bent down and lifted the hem of their short skirts and revealed that neither of them was wearing panties of any kind. Not even thongs. They each spread their outer labia revealing their pink vaginas and then ran their index fingers along their inner folds and pushed their finger inside their pussies one knuckle deep. I pulled the left leg of my shorts up and started jacking on my granite-hard cock. They dropped their skirts and June pulled my plate and glass aside and patted the counter of the bar and motioned for me to climb up on it. Julie was grinning so hard I thought her face would split wide open. I stood up leaving my erection pointing straight out in front of me below the leg of my shorts. I pushed myself up on the bar and Julie put her hand on my chest to push me to my back. My cock was pulsing and bouncing every which way. My heart was hammering in my chest.

Julie came out of the kitchen and moved aside the barstools so she could stand next to the bar like June was in the kitchen. I lifted my hips thinking that they would want to pull my shorts down, but June pulled the leg of my shorts higher and reached under my cock and pulled my balls out. God, her hands were cold.

From each side of me, the twins leaned in and kissed their side of my glans before entwining their tongues on the sensitive bundle of nerves. I nearly sat straight up reacting to that. They both pushed their hands to my chest and held me down. As if on cue, they started down their side of my shaft flicking their tongues as they went. I lifted my head to watch this incredible sight.

At the base of my cock, the girls dropped down and sucked my balls into their mouths and batted them around with their tongues. I muttered, "Oh fuck." June and Julie both giggled around my testicles and then took a suction and stretched my scrotum to the max and then let them slide out with a pop. They both giggled again. My head dropped hard to the counter with a bang as they flicked their tongues on my hairy ball sack.

I wanted so bad for them to share a blow job back and forth but they didn't. They each wrapped their right hand around the shaft and started jerking me off in perfect synchrony. Julie thumbed my glans as they pulled up and June flicked her little finger on my ball sack when they came down. It didn't take long before I was feeling the tension build. I tried to hold back to savor this experience for as long as I could. I watched them as they were watching each other over the top of my cock. I wished that I had a picture of this.

They didn't seem to be aware of my pending climax. Their eyes were locked together and they leaned across my body and passionately kissed each other. When they broke their embrace, they mutually picked up the pace and I groaned hard in response as they grinned down at me. June said, "You can cum anytime. My arm is getting tired." Good-old June was back. Now I wanted to hold back just to piss her off, but my efforts were for naught. I gritted my teeth and launched a high arc of cum two feet in the air and most of it landed on the counter with some landing on June's powder-blue silk blouse right on her left tit. She squealed and released my cock as she quickly pulled back. Julie laughed and kept going. The second shot followed the first after a brief moment and it was just as powerful as the first. Julie had full control of my cock and she aimed it straight at June and it arced through the air and landed on June's retreating leg as she screamed, "No."

Julie's hand was flailing up and down my shaft as I groaned out salvo number three. Julie aimed it straight up in the air and pushed her face in as it reached its apex and sucked most of it into her mouth. She did the same with number four and five. Cum covered her face where she had mistimed her attempts to snatch the cum from mid-air. June stood back against the opposite counter and watched. She giggled at the sight of Julie's cum covered face.

Julie was waiting for more when the sixth shot just drooled out of the eye and started down my shaft to her flailing hand. She bent forward and pushed her lips all the way to the base with her nose in my pubic hair and then pulled back and licked my cock from top to bottom. She leaned back and pushed the remains of my deposit out on her lips and then sucked it back in.

June walked back to the bar and leaned across my body indicating that she wanted to share Julie's load. They kissed and I watched in fascination as Julie pushed her cocktail of cum and saliva into June's mouth. She didn't keep any for herself and she pulled back and smacked her lips and stuck out her tongue and said, "Yep. That was you in Mom's pussy."

June burst out laughing while she was trying to swallow Julie's gift and she started gagging and coughing. She finally swallowed the rest and said in a raspy voice, "Definitely." June moved around the bar and licked as much of the cum from Julie's face as she could find. My shorts and tee shirt were covered as was the bar countertop on the kitchen side. I sat up and moved back to my barstool and June returned my plate of cold eggs and toast. From almost all appearances, everything was just like it was when Mom left.

Julie went to the sink and wetted a paper towel to finish cleaning the cum from her face. She turned back toward us and said, "I have to redo my makeup. I'll be right back." She passed Mom in the hallway and told her that she would only be a moment.

Mom walked into the kitchen area to see me eating my breakfast and June leaning against the sink. June looked at the perplexed look on Mom's face and said, "What's wrong?"

Mom said, "I was expecting to see you three going at it and hoped that I could get in on the fun."

June laughed and said, "No Mom. We were just waiting for you." I covered as much of the cum spots on my shorts as I could and slid my plate over to cover the cum spots still on the counter to provide cover to June's story. Mom looked at both of us. She was dressed elegantly, as always. Her hair was perfect and she had applied more makeup than usual. She was stunning.

It was clear that Mom wasn't buying June's story or my attempts to back her up. She walked around the end of the bar into the kitchen and up to June, who smiled at her. Mom lifted her hand and scooped the dollop of cum from June's blouse and stuck her finger to her mouth. She savored the taste and then said simply, "I guess I missed all the fun." June's face turned red and her smile disappeared.

Julie appeared by the bar as Mom pushed her finger to her mouth and said, "What's going on."

I whispered, "June can tell you later. It's no big deal." Mom said nothing more as she picked up the wet sponge by the sink and carefully wiped at the spot of cum on June's blouse until there was no evidence of a stain. The three of them headed for the garage.

Dad arrived home from his golf game before Mom and the twins and after putting his clubs away, he went to the kitchen and retrieved two beers and motioned for me to follow him out to the Sun Room. He had obviously had a few drinks already. He handed a beer to me and we popped the tabs at the same time. We tapped the cans together in kind of a unspoken toast and sat down in adjacent cushioned rattan chairs.

I figured that he wanted to talk about work and what my job would be for the summer. Instead, Dad wanted to know how Mom had been while he was away. My answers were just as vague as his questions. I could tell that he was trying to find out if Mom had had any sleepwalking episodes while he was gone, but he didn't want to reveal that she had the affliction.

I could see that he was getting frustrated with my vague answers so he started asking more specific questions: Did Mom take naps during the day? How frequent were they? How long did she nap? Did she get out of bed at night? He was really uneasy asking that question because he knew she slept in the nude at night. I answered his questions as truthfully as I dared but didn't elaborate. I actually hadn't seen Mom out of bed at night, but I had seen her in her bed at night. I gave a slight smile to that thought.

Dad probably detected a little reticence to answer his questions because he was feeding me beer after beer to get me drunk so I'd provide more information than I was giving. I was getting buzzed but Dad was trashed. In the end, he just blurted out in slurred words that Mom has a problem with sleepwalking. I feigned ignorance and even asked what that was.

Now Dad was spilling his guts as he explained what Mom does in her sleep but he didn't go into any of the sexual activities that I had witnessed. I was trying to find out how long this had been going on and Dad told me she had been sleepwalking off and on for several years and she still wasn't aware that she was doing it. I didn't reveal that I had witnessed the fruits of her affliction.

Mom was not happy to find Dad and I sitting in the sun-room with a dozen empty beer cans piled on the end tables. June and Julie poked their heads in the doorway just to get a glimpse at the stupid looks on our faces. They tittered and left Mom to properly admonish us. She was much harder on Dad than me even though he was kind of oblivious to her ire.

Mom was just getting cranked up when he passed out. That made her even more angry so she turned her venom on me. I just let her vent and after ten minutes she said, "Help me get your father up to bed." He kind of came to, as we were bouncing from the stair railing to the wall. His arm was over my shoulders and Mom was trying to help in the confined space of the stairwell. He blathered something out that was incoherent but he was out when I laid him on the bed. I stood back while Mom undressed him and I helped her get him under the covers.

Mom looked at me closely in the hallway and asked if I was going to make it to dinner. I suppose that was in response to my obviously inebriated condition. I hesitated a few moments trying to clear the fog to give her an answer.

I opted for dinner and getting some food in me really helped. The twins kept looking at me and tittering which seemed to quell Mom's anger toward me. Before we finished, I said, in a much more sober voice, "Sorry Mom. Dad wanted to talk when he got home." Mom queried me on the subject of our talk but I just told her it was guy stuff. She sensed that that was bullshit but she didn't press.

I went up to bed before Mom. The twins had gone to bed before me. Tomorrow was the start of the last week in high school for the twins and the start of my summer job. Mom would have the house to herself like usual. I could hear Dad's thundering snoring and the constant rhythm was like a metronome. I was asleep before Mom even came up to bed.

I don't know how long I had been asleep when my bladder decided it was time to relieve itself of all that beer. I pulled on my boxer briefs and staggered down the hall to the bathroom and sat on the toilet so I wouldn't make so much noise or piss on the floor in the dark. I could still feel the effects of the alcohol but the fog was clearing. I thought I would piss forever but the stream finally diminished and stopped. I quickly washed my hands in the sink and decided not to flush the toilet.

I went to pull the bathroom door open and encountered a resistance. I pulled again and the resistance ended as the door sprang open toward me. Mom stood naked in the hallway with her hand out toward the bathroom door knob. She had that glazed look in her open eyes and my mind processed all of it instantly. She was sleepwalking again. She didn't acknowledge that I was even standing there in front of her. My dick sure noticed though and it snapped to attention poking through the front gap of my boxers and my hand automatically went to it. I couldn't sneak past her as she blocked the doorway. She couldn't get in either even though she took a tentative step toward me like her path was clear.

I stepped back and to the open-door side and pushed my back to the wall, to let her pass. She staggered forward and as she passed me, her hip hit my hard-on and she stopped. She stood there for a few moments, seemingly contemplating what she had run into. I pulled my cock up to my stomach in hopes that she would just continue on her way. My heart was in my throat. Blood pounded through my ears. I was terrified of getting caught like this by Dad. If he woke and found Mom gone, he would be looking for her soon. I hoped that he was still too drunk to realize that she was gone.

Mom didn't continue on her way. She reached down with her right hand searching for the obstruction. There was nowhere for me to go and her hand found my balls first. She seemed to recognize immediately what she had her hand on and she slid her fingers up my shaft and pulled it away from my stomach and out of my hand.

I was silently praying, 'Please God. Let Dad sleep through this.' I couldn't hear the snoring anymore but I decided that it was because the blood roaring through my ears blocked it out. Mom didn't turn toward me, she stayed facing the bathroom window as she ran her fingertips up over my glans. The streetlights out front illuminated her naked body. I stared at her standing totally still in profile and admired the projection of her large tits. My cock surged and pushed back against her fingers.

She chuckled in her throat and gripped my cock in a hand-shake fashion and started jerking on it. She was breathing normally but I sure wasn't. I was horny and terrified all at the same time just like that moment a few days ago when Mom was looking up at me with my cock in her mouth after she had busted my sleepwalking scam.

Mom slowly turned to face me but I still don't think she actually 'saw' me. She gripped my cock with both hands like my dick was a golf club. Then she leaned in and kissed me on the shoulder and then pressed her big tits to my lower chest before dragging them down my body. My head dropped back against the wall with a thud. When I felt her lips push on to my glans and continue down my shaft, I pulled my head off the wall to look down. She was looking back up at me with those glazed eyes. I groaned out all the air in my lungs. She held her position on my cock until she had to breathe and she pulled all the way off. 'Fuck. I hope there's more,' I thought.

Mom put her hands on my thighs, and while still on her knees, she guided me backward, toward the window. I offered no resistance as it became apparent that she wanted me to sit down on the toilet. I sat down and sat back against the lid resting against the tank behind me. She positioned herself between my knees and spit on my cock. It was a pretty good shot in the sparse illumination of the streetlights. She rubbed the spit in with her two hands and then pushed her lips back on for one single trip down my shaft and back up again. I groaned but didn't take my eyes off hers.

She pulled her lips off and scooched in closer to me and pulled me cock toward her and guided it between her tits. We hadn't done this before. I was sure there were other things that Mom and I hadn't got to yet. She used her thighs and legs to propel her torso up and down my shaft while lifting and dropping her tits. She lowered her chin to her chest and because of the high position of her tits, she was able to let my glans push between her lips as she pushed down. She pressed her tits together with the palms of her hands and curled her fingers over my shaft to keep it between her tits. The terrifying fear of being caught by Dad had dissipated as I was overwhelmed by the effects of the erotic vision before me. Mom was tit-fucking me as she slurped on my knob when it came in range.

Mom was tiring so I positioned myself forward on the toilet seat and started flexing my butt-cheeks, driving my cock between her tits. She slowed her movement and then stopped and let me take full control. I was getting awfully close and my mind blurred as I drove my cock faster through her tit-flesh.

Just as I let out a loud groan and launched my first salvo, which splashed off Mom's chin, soaking both of us in hot, gooey cum, the door to Mom's bedroom burst open. Dad appeared in the hallway. He stopped and looked left and right. I was committed and the second and third salvos of cum were deposited in Mom's mouth. Dad disappeared to the right, apparently heading for the stairs. I couldn't stop cumming. Mom had dropped back away from me and pushed her lips half-way down my shaft, taking more cum.

I found myself thinking, 'Fuck. If I can just get off this toilet, I might be able to hide in the shower and I might just live another day.' I was frantic. I put my palm on Mom's forehead and pushed her off my cock just as another shot of cum streamed across her face. She giggled in reaction and tried to get her lips back on my cock again. I slid out from between her and the toilet and stood up. She stood up too.

I could hear Dad's footsteps coming back down the hall and I slid open the shower door and pushed my body against the corner and slid the door shut again just as Dad rushed through the doorway into the bathroom. I could just make out forms through the frosted shower door. Dad didn't speak but Mom mumbled, "There you are. I don't think we were finished." Her form came into view in front of Dad and she sank back to her knees. In what little illumination there was, I watched the form of Mom's head bobbing on Dad's hard-on. He was groaning and my dick was hard again. I didn't dare move.

Mom pulled back and stood up and pulled Dad's cock toward the toilet. Was she going to tit-fuck Dad too? I had to see. Quarter inch by quarter inch, I eased open the shower door as I could hear the sound of his dick sliding through Mom's tits. Sure enough, Dad was perched on the edge of the toilet seat with his head tipped back like he was examining the ceiling. He was thrusting his cock between Mom's tits. Her face was looking up at his. She whispered, "Cum on me Honey." As if on command, Dad groaned hard as his head dropped down to watch. "Uuunnggaaahhh," as his hips launched up. Mom giggled as his first shot blasted her on the chin and just like with me, she pushed her lips over his glans and jerked his remaining shots into her mouth. I heard her swallow hard and then she stood up and headed for the door like she had just come in to pee and she was finished. She didn't walk across the hall to her room. She turned right, headed for the stairs. Dad pushed himself off the toilet and grabbed a hand-towel and wiped off his dick as he rushed after her. I stayed right where I was and listened.