All In The Family Pt. 04

Time did stand still, but my cock, buried in Victoria's butt did not. My initial load shot, it was in tantric gear, pulsating wildly through NEMO orgasm after orgasm. My mind had essentially checked-out. All I really know is that I was in a heavenly place. At some point I began to come out of my delirium, looked down at that tiny white butt sticking out from under the black pleated skirt. My cock was still hard and happy, her butt impaled. As my eyes followed her body forward, it became clear that she still had Zach's Black cock in her mouth, as he lay back against the couch--seemingly passed-out. Another form of heaven, was my best guess. As for Victoria, she had my still active cock doing cartwheels in her butt, and a monster hard Black cock in her mouth. Her face, and those RayBans, drenched in slow drying come. Later I would learn that she never lost consciousness. She was aware throughout, being a good mother lovingly whore-sucking Zach's Black beast, it was his birthday after all. As directed, she was only incidentally conscious of my cock slammed up her gapping butt. The whole scene was the stuff of dreams.

I leaned forward over Victoria's back saying, "Honey, you are beautiful. I am so proud of you. What a day!" My words must have drifted into Zach, he moved, lifted his head, "Mom, Daddy is so right. You are so beautiful, you took me places I had never been, and then you took me further. You should see your face covered in my come. You'll have to take the RayBans off or you won't see a thing. That face has been blasted. I think it took dad over the edge, the minute you pulled off and stroked that first load into your face--he was in you butt. What a day indeed!"

Victoria pulled off Zach's cock with a whored-out look of total contentment. It was almost 1:00 in the morning, the bitch had more than earned her keep. She pulled her RayBans off to have a look at the world she had just created, she liked what she saw. "Boys, I couldn't feel better. Let me kiss you both and head to the bathroom so I can see the whore cunt you both just had. I loved it. I want to sub more often, I belong on my knees being used."

As she shifted to get up, I pulled back and eased my cock out of that gapping butt--all oiled, wet, dripping come. There was reverence in the room for that moment, but there was also great good humor. With the RayBans off, that left huge clean dots around her eyes. Every other square inch of her face, chest, and hands were come-coated art. Zach and I chuckled, and Victoria headed out to see the results of her willing-slave labor.

Zach and I shook hands and hugged, before heading to our various bathrooms. In going I asked, "Zach, are you thinking of driving home, or do you want to set your alarm clock and leave from here in a few hours? Good luck getting through your work day. And what a great excuse when your staff sees you, you can just say you're hung-over from your birthday party!"

"I gotta' head home," Zach said as he was getting his sea-legs back. "It's a quick drive, and I'll have to go home before heading to the base in any case. I'm tired, but happy and wide awake. The wine is long out of me. I'll grab my stuff and head out in a few!"

I worried about a Black man driving at night anywhere in the country, on Bainbridge it could be a problematic invitation to any cop on patrol. Sad to say. Still it was clear that Zach was going, and well-trained to handle most anything. A dad does worry.

Within minutes, Zach was ready to go and Victoria was back from the master bath, ready for bed in her black bathrobe. There were loving but sad hugs, we really didn't want to see Zach go. "I'll call you during the day dad!" And Zach was out the door.

Victoria and I were in bed as we heard his car drive away, worried but sleep overtook us. Despite the sunrise, and again thoughts of our boy getting up and off to the base, we pulled the covers over our heads and slept another couple of hours. Atticus made it clear that we were pushing his boundaries, so we got up. I threw on clothes and was out the door, Victoria headed for the kitchen. The walk helped me wake up, the instant-replay of our evening and night, the big birthday party for Zach rolling through my head. Atticus happy, and hungry, as I stepped into the smell of coffee and realized I was absolutely starving. Even my much needed bath would have to wait.

"Well honey, the place feels suddenly empty," I said. "Zach is quite a presence. I feel terrible that he is likely hard at work on the base, hope he got home okay. I'm going to send him a quick text, just to be sure." I did and he immediately texted back, saying he was fine and missing us, adding that he'd call me later--and make plans.

Victoria jumped in, "My God, what a workout. Glad he's okay, and yes, the house does feel empty without him. After we both have baths, let's take a longer walk with Atticus and talk. No question, we'll both need a nap after lunch. I am filled with wonderful feelings, but am also feeling my age, I'm real sore. But don't tell Zach, that cock is an inspiration--but a lot to handle. I didn't think I was going to survive that anal pounding, now I'm dreaming about taking it again. I'm also hungry to see you take it Cal, I am still shocked to learn that Zach had you."

"You'll get that chance, I'm sure. With you, I was blow away just watching the impossible, that Black cock disappearing in your butt. You did real good, and Honey," I said, "when you were in service mode, I can't tell you how much I loved taking your butt myself. Sublime. I've missed it. This kid is changing us. It's beautiful!"

With approving looks both ways, enough said for now.

In good time, we found ourselves walking down to Eagle Harbor, Atticus thrilled. So many dog friends, and so many fire hydrants. "So what the hell are we going to do about these feelings for Zach?" I said, needing to start somewhere. "Time with him is precious, I so enjoy his company, I will admit that I'd like to invite him to move in with us. Have his own room, be positioned with family and friends as a renter, introduced by Navy friends. No hint of our unique sexual relationship, that is only between us and is bound by trust. We really don't know how long that will last, but so what? What we already have is beautiful, and so shockingly good for both of us in so many ways."

"Wow!" One word from Victoria, after a pause she continued, "I will say that I have such thoughts as well, just wasn't ready to hear them spoken out-loud. I love him and everything about him, and I think he really does feel the same toward us. You especially, of course. What remarkable comfort and trust. I wonder if he would even be interested in moving in, forming a family of sorts? He's young, so many opportunities ahead for him. Gorgeous girls, and boys, his own age. He has developed amazing confidence, mostly because of you, seems we might be a kind of breeding ground for him to develop a new life for himself. Any idea what sort of career plans he has post-Navy?"

"Oh yes Victoria," I said. "He is very anxious, worried in fact, about what options he may have career-wise. He is not confident, despite flawless credentials and character. We have talked about it a lot. I've already offered my support on his vita, cover letters, plus both career and company-focused strategies. He wants to move beyond the Navy fast, something I think we can help him navigate. He's already been moved around a bunch by the Navy, any career move could mean making a physical move as well. It just seems likely that between that and him possibly developing a relationship with someone, male or female, that we should enjoy what we have while we have it. On one level, we are like parents, well beyond the sexual role-play. Ultimately parents have to let go. My guess short-term, is that he would be flattered by the offer to move in."

"A good talk honey. I agree with you, let's head back for lunch and a nap. We'll sleep on it, okay? Victoria was thinking at a hundred miles an hour. We did need to sleep on it!

It was a good nap, we both crashed for over an hour. I will admit that I wanted to dip-in to that cunt and drop a quick load, but sleep won out. When we got up, the discussion was on both our minds so we continued. Zach had us both wanting him in a truly loving, motherly and fatherly way, but the depth of our sexual attraction for him was front of mind every minute. Truth.

The phone range and I knew it was Zach, and answered "Hey buddy, are you alive?"

"Tired, but only in a good way Cal. Missing you, missing Victoria, can we have dinner again? I can be there around 4:00." Zach was coming back to us in a matter of hours.

I needed to quickly plant a seed, "Zach, be casual tonight and please pack an overnight bag. Just in case it becomes more convenient to stay the night, and go straight to the base from here in the morning. Okay?"

"Good idea. Will do dad, see you soon!" Zach ended the call on that note.

Now the transition for his arrival, and dinner was underway, with great anticipation. Not the intensity of his birthday dinner, but exciting and important dinner-table conversation was on the agenda big time. We planned a very relaxed approach, especially knowing that Zach had worked all day, and must be exhausted. Casual dress, casual meal, and a bomb to drop on him. I knew what needed to be said and was ready to say it. A couple hours later, Zach texted that he was at his place, having a quick shower and would be over shortly. The table was set.

Victoria tidied-up the guest room that is never used, but quite nice and well appointed, really a master suite. She was thinking ahead. Zach had never seen the room, or much of the rest of the property. Tonight, he might want to see it, and try it on for size.

Time flew, and the expected text came that our son was on his way. In ten minutes Zach was at the door, a leather travel bag over his shoulder. Smiles all around and electricity in the air. I pulled him in, slammed that front door, and hugged him like I hadn't seen him in years. Victoria did the same saying, "Considering, boy do you look great, we both have missed you all day. Couldn't wait to see you. Let me take your bag and let's all sit down. Wine or beer? How hungry are you? We could go ahead and sit down at the dinner table, and eat while we chat."

"I feel great, no hurry about anything, it just feels great to be home!" Exactly the words we wanted to hear from Zach. Home indeed. "Are you having wine Victoria? If so wine it is!"

Victoria was on it, "I picked up another bottle of that white wine at T&C, you made a good choice. You two go ahead and grab a seat in the living room, and I'll bring the bottle and glasses for us. Cal bought some Pellegrino sparkling water, and is drinking it from the bottle. Dinner can wait. It is so good, the feeling of you being home!"

In minutes we were all in the well-known and well-used living room, a very comfortable place that does say home. Atticus wandered in, happy as always to greet Zach.

"Truly Zach, how are you after that very long birthday party?" I asked. "We've had sleep, even a nap, and spent most all our day talking about it and you."

"It was the most beautiful birthday of my life, and the single best time with you two ever. I was in a daze all day, not so much tired, I bounce back quick--the evening and night playing back in my head." Perfect words from our son.

I took over, "Share any and all of whatever is on your mind, now and anytime. It was some night. Victoria and I want to share some deep and wonderful feelings with you. We love you, each of us in our own way. You are so special, our time together so precious, we want to invite you to move-in with us. We want to make this your home too, for as long as you feel the same."

There it was, out in the open, said pretty succinctly. Zach's jaw dropped. He looked shocked, and was momentarily speechless.

"I felt sure that there would be love expressed between us tonight, but I did not imagine this invitation to actually move-in with you. Think how far we have come, and so fast. I love you both, as you said, each in a different way, and is already home to me." Zach stopped, a moment of reflection, stifled emotions, "Yes I would love to make this my home with you. Period. I am responsible for that place for six months, though I might be able to negotiate a way out. As you know Cal, I've never really unpacked. Don't have much stuff anyway."

I jumped in, "Thank you Zach, we understand and have talked about it. We would not charge you rent for goodness sakes, so however you resolve your obligations there should be easy to handle. Lot's of little things to work out together, how we present this relationship publicly, to friends and family. And we know Zach, in time, it is likely that either for career or relationship opportunities--you will want to leave us. And we'll support it. I love you, we love you."

I stopped and made the definitive move, "So Zach, after I hug you, I need to walk Atticus. Would you like Victoria to give her son, and lover, a tour of your new home? You might want to see what has been our guest room, gorgeous, like the master bedroom it has its own bath. Now it's all yours. Victoria decorated it, but you can work with her to make it your own. Her art studio is just down the hall, all in the wing of the house that connects to the garage. The other smaller bedroom is my office. Ready to see your personal space Zach?"

"God yes, give me more than a hug. Dad, I love you." With that we embraced as father and son, and as lovers. Then he turned to Victoria, "Hey beautiful, let's take a tour!" They hugged and headed one way as I headed out with Atticus, feely just great, full of optimism knowing that Victoria would feel empowered by the hand-off.

When I returned, the living room was empty, so I wandered down the hall hearing chatter coming from Zach's new master suite. Zach and Victoria were sitting on Zach's new bed, each with a glass wine that might as well have been champagne. A celebratory moment for sure, and such a pretty sight!

"Looks like the room, and the company, suits you Zach!"

"Boy does it!" He said, holding up his glass as a salute..

"Let's reconvene at the dinner table, and please share your reactions to Victoria's tour!" I enthused. Good to have popped the bubble, now we'll enjoy our meal and each other." That said, the two followed me back out to our set table.

"I had a good walk with Atticus, filled with good feelings about you joining the family Zach. Tell me about Victoria's tour and what, besides Victoria, struck you. I'll show you my office another time, and we have wifi so you can set up your computer on the desk in your room." That said, I wanted to let him talk, anxious to know what he was really feeling.

Even as we all dug into our meal, Zach looked and sounded enthusiastic. "Well dad, I had no idea the house was so big, and that master suite is sweet as-is. I'll add my clothes and a few framed photos, of my dad and Navy stuff. That's about all I have in those boxes you saw at my place. Victoria's studio was a surprise too, very cool. It's all so much more than I had allowed myself to imagine, though you know the place has felt like home almost from the beginning. I love it, and both of you. I feel very lucky."

He paused and being a responsible person added, "I know I'll buy my way out of that rental, but I do feel guilty that I'm not paying my way here. I'll help out with everything, you know I like things tidy anyway. I will contribute to groceries and such. I make a good living already, and if I leave the Navy as planned in six months, I'm owed quite a bonus. I just filled Victoria in on our conversations about possible career moves, and your offer to help. I appreciate it and thank you both. And trust, I know that just like we did with your Vietnamese restaurant friends, outside this house with your family and friends, we stick to the cover story. I couldn't be feeling better, and yes dad, in my enthusiasm I admit to wanting to jump Victoria in my room but knew to wait for you."

Victoria was giggling at that last remark, adding, "Zach, I wanted to be jumped, badly in fact. The wine, the conversation, and the kisses were all mother and son sweet. None the less, your mom is dripping wet."

"You know I'm always hard around you two, and even before you came home from California, dad's voice alone makes my cock jump." Zach was blushing, or at least as much as a Black man could blush. He is about the sweetest kid I've ever met.

So as we ate, the mood got very relaxed because we were all three in sync about the move. What a consequential issue now resolved. "Now you know why I asked you to pack an overnight bag, hoping for exactly this result but not taking anything for granted. As the evening progresses, and knowing you have to be up early and off to the base, are you planning on sleeping in your new master suite? It's an interesting issue, you can always join us--or we can join you. But trust, we respect your need to be bright-eyed in the morning. We can all make it an early evening. But while we're at the dinner table, it seems a good time for each of us to reflect on what we are most hoping for this evening. I like to hear what's on your mind most, so many beautiful memories already. Victoria and I will share too, we talked a lot today, and you have already made our relationship the best it has ever been."

"That so cool," Zach responded. "Victoria told me that anal had kind of died out between you two, real happy if I helped change that. Sitting on my bed, I told Victoria that taking her ass was unreal, and later when she did her final service, the sight of me blasting my load on her face was on my mind all day. Never did it before, and even in porn, have never seen a woman take so much and love it so much. The image of her face and the RayBans covered, and her gulping and swallowing every bit she could--I was hard all day. Luckily I was mostly behind a desk. I knew you had blasted your load in her butt. Hot as hell! Though I hadn't known at the time, that was not a regular thing for you two. Probably partly because it was denied to me for so long, I say anal rocks, though I know my pounding yesterday left you a little sore. I'm up for anything, what do you think Victoria?"

"I'm interested in my first DP," she said. "Cal had shared that story about a DP with his ex years ago, he probably shared it with you too Zach. Of course everyone involved was much younger then."

"Wow," I stepped in. "You two surprise me, and I need a joint. Want to join me honey? I continued, "Let's you and I get into our bathrobes Zach. I'll bring a giant white towel out. I will direct this. So Zach, want to anoint your new bed? More wine for both of you? Whatever you wish. I want this to start out with you on your back Zach, your mom settling down to ride your cock with her cunt--facing you, leaning forward kissing deeply. I want to see you two making love for real, slow and easy. Her ass will be mine, she'll be able to handle that. I'm going to watch for a bit, but I'll be ready with latex gloves and lube. I'll kneel from behind when I'm ready, massage in the oil, and mount her ass. Then you and I will also use her cunt and ass to fuck each other's cocks. Like I described to you from that one experience. I'll be lifting her butt up, so our cock heads rub going past each other. Got it Zach?"

"Got it dad, I'll be ready in my room when you two come in. Then you bet I'll make love to my mother. Is that okay with you mom?" Zach, always polite, added, "Do you want any more wine? I think I will have another glass. Happy to have two glasses waiting on the bed stand in 'my' master suite."

"Yes sweetheart, that sounds perfect," Victoria said in response. "I can't wait to settle down on your Black beauty, and make love to my son. A good long fuck, lots of deep kissing, and we'll both be ready to take direction from your dad. I love the idea that when he oils me up, he'll be talking dirty, and you two will be fucking each other's cocks while Cal is fucking my ass. Intense! A pause and she added, "I'm going full naked, so you'll feel my clit-ring while you're pounding, and my nipple-rings right against your chest when we're kissing. Full body contact. See you in a minute son!"

It was more like fifteen minutes when Victoria and I joined Zach in open-bathrobe, standing to greet us. He and Victoria kissed, and she took hold of his bone hard cock, while I threw the big white towel over the white bedspread, and sat down in the chair facing the bed. My bathrobe was open, and I was gently tugging at my cock, pulling it down between my legs. My direction began. "Have a sip of wine Zach, toss off your bathrobe, on the bed leaning back against the pillows--cock in the air. Stroke it gently for a minute, looking at mine."

I continued, "Victoria, you hang on to your glass of wine for now, I want you to enjoy it. Climb on to the bed, straddle your son, and be as totally upright as you can--lower your dripping cunt and suck your son's cock inside where it belongs. Let your gapping cunt swallow that cock. Take your time. When your clit-ring hits his shaved pelvis, relax for a moment, sit straight up looking at your son and sip your wine. Grind it around a little, get it into your cunt core, like you know your son wants to be loved by his mother. No hurry. Look your son in his eyes. Get connected in every way."

The two could not have responded better. My direction was the exact truth of what they each needed and they were already in another world. I stroked and watched them. Victoria finished her wine, I stood up and set the glass down on the end table with Zach's. She arched her back, played with her breasts and nipple-rings looking straight at Zach. He couldn't help but push his groin up while she ground down. That Black cock was somewhere in the middle of her body, and that tiny pure white body sat atop a young Black adonis, her son.

"Start fucking that bitch son, that's your mother and she wants it. Fuck her and pull her down on your chest and deep throat tongue fuck that cunt mouth. She wants it, and will go mouth fuck wild on your mouth. Make love to your whore mother. Fuck her, and reach back to her tiny butt cheeks, lift 'em up then smash them back down over your cock. I want to see that Black shaft going in and out, big strokes, while I watch and think about climbing up there and saying hello to your cock with mine in her oiled butt. Take your time, fuck and love like only a mother and son can. Kiss your bitch, making fucking love, get lost in that love-making. I'll join you two when I'm ready. Make her come on your cock, and whenever you want--it's okay to let go of your first load saying I love you mother." With that direction, I just jacked and enjoyed my the theater.

The two made love for real, I had just helped them set the stage. They were fully engaged. Lost. I listened to the sounds of fucking, cunt and cock communicating, their mouths locked together. Breathless motion, Victoria obviously about to shake her way through a first orgasm. It was incredible. Time passed. Zach released her mouth to grunt his way through his first load, a load in his pulsating mother's cunt. They were deep into a major love making fuck. It was time to join in.

Bathrobe tossed, black latex gloves on, I climbed up above her butt cheeks and shot that oil straight into her pink rosebud and rubbed it in hard. Two fingers, then three and she was groaning. They were both groaning, for different reasons. Again I considered slipping my whole hand in, because I could, but I was after my son's cock head. With her butt on the upswing, I slide straight in to the hilt, feeling my cock head rub against Zach's in her cunt. What a cock my son had, and now a dream was being realized. Father and son fucking cock head to cock head, one in Victoria's ass the other in her pussy.

To be continued...