I dared him to kiss me - on the lips. Fred seemed to be a bit reluctant to do this, maybe because he didn’t want to or maybe because he was nervous...to do it, I couldn’t tell which. I got up on the bed on my knees as tall as I could go and Fred did the same. We inched closer and closer together until we wrapped our arms around each other and our lips met. Our lips fought in fierce erotic battle while we cradled each other. My hands moved lower to grab onto his buttocks while we kissed and he. He looked at me questioningly, I nodded approval, and he slipped a finger in. Up to the knuckle, still wanking himself, harder now. I could hear her squelching and he pushed a second finger in, I reached out and gently pulled her lips wider apart, one hand only so as not to arouse suspicion. He was exploring her deeply, fingers probing all the soft, warm insides. Expertly he rubbed his thumb over the clit, whilst sliding both fingers around inside her very wet pussy.Then we heard him groan, he. His attempts to penetrate her were unsuccessful. When he had entered her from behind it was easier. “I can’t get it in mum,” he said with a tremble in his voice.Alice reached down between their bodies, “here let me try.”He jerked as she took his penis in her hand and positioned it at the entrance to her vagina, she now had a sense of how large her sons penis was and her voice trembled as she said, “try now Simon.”He pushed forward and he slid inside her. As he moved he realised that it felt. From that day on, our schedule was for me to suck him until he came (and I swallowed it), then we would make love until he came a second time, and then he would suck me until I had my greatest orgasm of the day. Somehow, each day and each orgasm was better than the last. Needless to say, I loved every second of our lovemaking. Joe soon told me that he wanted me to go out and buy a very specific sexy outfit for him. Everything was to be black. The dress was to be very short and tight. I.