Chapter 2: Eyes Wide Open
I don’t know if I climaxed right at the spot or if I blacked out. The next thing I remember was me and my boyfriend being at our flats’ door. The door hadn’t even closed, when he started to kiss and undress me. When I was naked, I wanted to head for the bedroom, but he held my hand. “Susanne, I think you have to look if your plants are alright”. Susanne was the name of my mother and she was a very ambitious amateur gardener. I looked at him confused. Not because he called me by my mothers name, but because we had no plants in our apartment. That’s when I realised what he wanted! I looked at him startled but I knew I wouldn’t argue. I knew my body wanted what was about to happen. Fully naked, I walked to our balcony door and opened it. The sun had already gone down, but since we lived in a multi block complex, there were at least 70 apartments facing our balcony. I gathered all my courage and walked to the front, where we had hung plants from the handrail. I bend forwards, looking at the plants. In that moment, it turned bright. My boyfriend had activated the balcony light. If anybody was awake and looking in our direction, the light certainly would have drawn his or her attention at me and with the light in the back they would easily make out, that I was completely naked. I didn’t have much time to think about that, in that moment, I felt how my boyfriend was entering me. While I enjoy putting big things into my pussy, I am on the tight side and it needs a lot of artificial lube. And since my boyfriend is very well equipped, it just made me realise, how extremely wet I was.
“I saw your lips stand open like an invitation, so I had to fuck you Susane” he whispered in my ear, while ponding me doggy style. “I thought about fucking your ass first, but those huge lips made me consider your wet cunt.” I felt his rhythm increase, his thrusts getting stronger. His left hand was massaging my breasts, twisting my nipples. I felt how my juice was running down his big cock.
“Tell me sweetheart, do you think about me fucking your mother on our balcony?” That question, was too much for me.
“Yessss, Yesssss, Yeeeeeessssss!!!!” I screamed. Yes, I was thinking about him fucking my mother, Yes, that thought turned me on more than I would have ever imagined and Yes, I was coming like I probably have never come before. My whole body was trembling and I had no control over my muscles. I fell softly to the floor, still supported by my boyfriends’ body behind me. The orgasm felt like it lasted for minutes. I moaned, couldn’t move and felt an incredibly relieving feeling. As I let my view glide down my trembling body, I noticed that my boyfriend must have come in concert with me, his cum running out my still spread pussy hole. When I moved back into our apartment and killed the light, I noticed at least two shadows moving in windows opposite to our balcony. Did they watch the whole action, or where they just awakened from my loud, orgasmic moaning? If the second scenario was the case, I felt sorry for them and promised myself, I’d give them another chance to witness something similar in the near future.
As chance would have it, two days later my mum called me. She had a self-improvement seminar in our city and thus would head here in two weeks and stay for 5 days. She asked if we wanted to do some stuff in company, since we haven’t seen each other. When my boyfriend came back from work I told him about the surprising call. “Well, how about we go to the spa together!” “You just want to see the pussy lips of my mum!” I jokingly giggled. But he was not wrong, it would be great to spent time together. “But it’s a good idea, I’ll call her right now, see what day she prefers. I went to our bedroom and sat down on the beds corner. While I dialed her number I looked out the balcony door lost in thought. I didn’t realize my boyfriend entered the room and approached me. He pushed me onto the bed and put his hands at my zipper fly. I wanted to scream, but in that moment my mother answered the phone, distracting me from what was happening.
„Hey honey, how are you?“ she asked. „Hi mom! I am great, how are you?“ To be honest, I don’t remember what she said. At that moment my boyfriend pulled down both my jeans and my panties and started to lick my pussy. He sucked on my clit and my lips and circled his tongue around my clit. I had to watch out to not start moaning. „About your days here, how many days do you have off? And are those full days off, or only a few hours?“. For a brief moment, my boyfriend had let off me, which allowed me to ask my questions. „Ah yeah, I only need to go to two courses which are a day each. So I have nearly 3 days off. And I thought we ….“ „Oahhhh!!!“ I moaned. Shocked I looked down my body. My boyfriend hat inserted our huge vibrator in one go. Since it’s nearly 5cm in diameter, we usually need a lot of lube. But within the last days, it seemed I didn’t need lube at all. He had a diabolic smile on his face and started to move the big thing in and out of my tight hole. I had to watch out to not moan out loud again.
„Honey, are you okay?“ my mother asked me. „Yeah, I am fine, just caught a small cold, that it. About that days off, I wanted to ask, if you were interested in going to the spa. We got a lovely one close by“ „Oh, that sounds like a good idea, especially if you have a cold. Would it be just us or would Matthew join us too“. I looked down at my boyfriend. Of course he would come too, no way he would miss that. That brat had started the multivibration function, which turned out to be really audible. I hoped my mother wouldn’t recognize the sound. „I don’t know yet, I will ask him. But I think he is looking forward to some huge things, let’s see if he wants to join us“. I loved being ambiguously like that. Mid sentence my boyfriend had removed the vibrator and slid two of his fingers inside my dripping wet pussy. He started massaging my g-point with in and out movement leading to both, a squishing wet sound and me not being able to suppress my moans any longer. „You really sound a bit sick, you might lay down and have a nap“ my mother said. I don’t know if she believed my story, but it felt that may. „I’ll do, thanks“ I moaned and hang up. I threw the phone aside, tilted up and stripped down my boyfriend. He was already fully erected, so I started sucking on his dick really hard. While sucking his cock I looked to the balcony door. I didn’t even think about it, but I stopped sucking his big, pulsating cock, stood up and wanted to walk outside. I wanted to get fucked in full view of all our neighbors in full daylight. If I had it my way, I would ride him reversed cowgirl on our table, so everyone could see my pussy lips grip his huge dick. So everyone could see how my juices ran down his shaft. For everyone to desire to do the same thing to me. Hell, I’d even let him fuck my ass, just so I could spread my pussy for the whole world to see. But it seemed he had different plans. He grabbed me by the hand and guided me toward our living room.
„And, what did she say?“ he asked. „She is in, got 3 full days off, so I guess you will be able to see her naked.“ I said slowly but ecstatically. „I don’t want to see her naked“ he said in a strong tone. „I want to see her lay with her legs open in public. I want to see her big lips spread. I want to see you next to her, so I can compare your lips!“ he continued. „And for that, we need to get her into the right mood“.
His idea was pretty simple. Show my mum how attractive she still was and making her want to show that to everyone. His plan for doing so wasn’t as conventional.
That brings us back to the moment, that started this story. “How did it get to this” I thought, while holding two photo albums. My mother was standing next to me in our living room. I handed my mother the two book. “ those are some pictures of our last holidays, if you want you can take a look” I said while handing her the albums. The thing that made me so nervous was inside the seconds album. instead of fucking my brains out on our balcony, my boyfriend had guided me to our living room. There he set up our small amateur photographer backdrop and lighting. He had me pose for some time, talking photos. And 12 of those pictures he printed and then put inside the second album. All of them were what is called low key, meaning most of the picture is black, with only few parts being hit by lighting, showing silhouettes and contours. The first 6 images were me doing yoga poses nude, or close ups of body parts like my ass or my breasts. The next three were to show, that those images showed me. The first one was just me, topless, looking sexy into the camera. The second one was shot from an elevated position, with my face in focus and the the image falling into both, unsharpness and darkness. You could of course see my breasts, but my pubic hair, which I cut into a landing strip, was hard to see. The third was a straight on shot of me sitting, with my legs up next to my ass Since the lighting came from above, my face was perfectly visible, as were my breasts. You could see the dark landing strip upon my pale skin and if you looked extremely close, you could make out my pussy lips. But none of those really made me shiver. You could think of them as fine art and nearly everyone would probably call them classy. The once that made me sweat, were the remaining three. The first, showed me from my back, bent over with a buttplug inside my ass. One hand had grabbed my ass cheak and spread it, also spreading my pussy lips open. The second one was a closeup of my holy parts. I had my legs spread extremely wide and with one hand spread my pussy lips like a huge butterfly. You could perfectly see my piercing too, something my mother didn’t know I had. Which brings us to the last, the only color photo. It just showed our glass dildo being inserted into my pussy, my lips wrapping around it. Since it was color, it was easy to see the golden upper and pearl lower ball on my clitorial hood piercing.
Just thinking about those images made me wet. imagining that somebody, especially my mum, would ever see them, send shivers down my spine.
But I stayed strong and followed our plan.
“Damn, I forgot the milk!” I said. “I’ll just head to the grocery store and get some, I’ll be right back”
“You don’t have to get any” my mum said. “I prefer my coffee black anyway”
“Well you do, but I need milk. It’s not far, I’ll be back in 15, 20 minutes max” I said and headed to the door. “make yourself comfortable” I said and headed out. Now it was the point of no return. I couldn’t know if my mother was even going to look through the albums, but the thought aroused me. I headed to a small shop which was just a minute away. I had to get milk, even though the only thing I really wanted was to ease the tingling feeling inside my pants. 15 minutes later, I entered the apartment again. My mother was not in the living room, the albums where laying on the kitchen table. Didn’t she look at them?
I found her on our balcony, leaning over our plants. When she saw me she hugged me and said „I‘m sorry honey, I forgot I got another thing to do, so I goto go!“ and headed for the door.
„But our spa visit the day after tomorrow is still an active activity?“ I quickly asked.
„She turned around, looked at me and said „Oh sure, I‘m looking forward what you guys have to offer here“
After she left, I headed for the albums. The pictures were between the same pages as before. Did she really not look inside them?
I knew I could check. While planning our approach, my boyfriend had set up a hidden camera to record for a set timeframe. But I didn‘t want to go through the video, especially, since Matthew was about to come home.
Only moments later, I heard keys at the door.
When he entered our apartments he didn‘t say anything, he was just looking at me, waiting for me to say something. „I think she didn’t see them“ I said in disappointment.
„well, that would be too bad. Why isn‘t she here anymore? but give me an hour, I‘ll go through the video footage to make sure“
„She had some other important appointment. Dunno, she didn‘t specify any further. But yeah, look through the video, but I don‘t have high hopes.“
An hour and a few minutes later Matthew called me into his working room. He had his video cutting program open. Without saying anything, he started the clip and made it fullscreen.
The video started with me handing my mother the albums and heading for the door. It was set up on one side of the living room, mainly focussing on the kitchen table. As soon as I was out the door, my mother sat down and started going through the album rather fast. I looked a bit shocked. That was the album with the pictures in it. And with the speed she looked through the pages, it seemed impossible that she didn‘t go far enough. Might she have skipped that page?
At just that moment, my mother stopped. It was hard to tell, but it seemed there were the mainly black pictures laying between the pages. Seconds later I was sure. My mother had picked up my photos and was looking at the first. She was looking much closer than before, taking her time. Slowly she went through the pictures until she stopped again. Even though the camera was placed some distance away, you could clearly see the shocked impression on my mums face. It seems it was that moment, when she realized, that this were not some internet pictures, or pictures we took of strangers as an photography project, but were instead picturing me. She took even more time, looking closely at the photos. She went to the next image and dropped the prints. „Damn“ I thought. „i hope that was not too much“ I said out loud. „don‘t worry“ my boyfriend said. Ah, yeah, he already knew.
After about 10 seconds, with her hands infront of her mouth, she picked up the pictures again and went through the other two. She held them close to her face, looking for details it seemed. Seeing my mother looking at the pictures of my spread, pierced cunt, made me wet again. What did she think? Was she disgusted that I did such a thing? Or did she see the beauty in them, even though it was me, her own daughter, being shown in extremely explicit poses.
Then she stood up and left the field of view of the camera.
„damn it“ I said again.
Two seconds later, the camera angle changed. It showed the whole living room from a 90 degree different angle. „You set up more than one camera?!“ I barked. Before my boyfriend could answer, I was absorbed by the video again. My mother had headed for our couch and sat down, with the three last pictures still in her hand. She looked at every one of them multiple times. Even though the camera seemed to be an ultra wide angle, thus showing her pretty small, I could see, what happened next. My mother pulled up her skirt.
In that moment the camera angled switched again „WTF?!“ I shouted out. Either he had planned this extremely well or my boyfriend was an incredibly lucky bastard. The third camera seemed to have been placed inside our bookshelf opposite to the couch. The video showed my mother sitting on the couch in full detail. It repeated the sequence where she pulled up her skirt from this perspective. After that, she pushed her panties to the side, revealing what my boyfriend has been thinking about for the last weeks. Underneath my mothers dark brown bush you could clearly see her huge pussy lips. She looked at the pictures again, at the same time pulling on her lips, making them seem even longer. She skipped to the next image again. She bit her lower lip, while slowly spreading apart her pussy lips. My boyfriend unbuttoned his trousers unleashing his stiff cock. He started stroking it rapidly while watching my mothers pussy. Her lips were longer than mine. But they also didn‘t have my pink tone, instead being more of an grey, skin color. She looked at the image and back down to her pussy. She pulled on her pussy lips and looked at the print again. It seemed like she wanted to reproduce the butterfly I was showing off.
I had my hand down my pants already, with two fingers sunk inside my wet cunt. „You like watching my mothers cunt?“ I moaned.
„I do“ he groaned. „I am happy she took the bait“
My mother had put the images to the side, and was now playing with her pussy all out. After teasing her clit, she moved her fingers down and in one go inserted four of her fingers into her wet hole.
That was enough for me to see. I immediately stripped naked and moved over my boyfriend facing him. I took his big cock into my hand and ran it along my soaking wet slit. I let my pussy lips flow by his glans, getting it dripping wet. Everytime he tried to enter me, I moved my a bit away. Then I set his glans at my asshole and in one go let myself fall on him, pushing him inside me. We have had anal sex multiple times, but never was it as easy, for his big cock to enter me. I leaned back, started riding and spread my dripping wet pussy wide open.
„Tell me if you prefer this to my mothers huge cunt!“ I screamed.
He looked down. I slowed down, so he could see my ass bouncing up and down on his hard dick. By the look on his face I could tell he was close. So was I. I pushed two fingers into my pussy. It was so much tighter with him inside me too and I could feel his cock through my vaginal wall. The movement pressed my fingers hard against my g-spot. Within seconds I had a massive orgasm. Probably everyone not using hearing aids in a radius of a mile must have heard.
The next day flew by, with nothing too important happening. In the evening I got a text message from my mum: “Hey! What time do we meet tomorrow and can you send me the address” she asked. I texted her the address and that Matthew and I were going for the whole day, but she could join us whenever she wanted. She replied that she would do so from the beginning if it was ok for us. Of course it was.
I woke up to the smell of fresh pancakes. My boyfriend must have slipped out of bed and started preparing breakfast. It was a lovely day and everything was nicely done on our balcony. Awesome! While eating I saw that he seemed exited. I thought, I might just increase that excitement. “About today” I started with the most innocent voice I could imitate. He looked up from his food. “I think I will do anything today”. I gave the word “do” a special pronouncement so he knew what I meant. I saw how his excitement was gone within seconds. I looked him straight into the eyes: “Instead I want you to tell me what to do. Everything. The whole day” “Everything? The whole day?” he repeated askingly. “Everything!” “The, whole, day!” I repeated I could tell he was triggered, within seconds he had his kinky look again. Oh boy “Ok, then I don’t see any reason, why you are still wearing your nighties” he said. I looked at him, not 100% realizing what he wanted. “Take them off!” he ordered me. “But I haven’t finished breakfast!” I mumbled. “No problem, finish it after getting rid of your cloths” I was still looking at him, my char dropped. But I had given him the power to order me such things.
I looked around. As I said, our balcony was quite exposed. A lot of people could see me. While it was a working day, there probably still were a lot of people at home. I looked down on me. I was wearing a dark blue tank top and some panties. I saw Matthew looking too. Slowly I pulled up the tank top. I was now sitting topless on my balcony. The morning sun hit my pale skin and honestly it felt amazing. “That’s not everything” Matthews voice pulled my out of my relaxation. I looked down again. Slowly I pulled down my panties under the table. To be honest, it didn’t make much difference as I was covered by the table, but it felt extremely kinky. I started eating again, but my mind wandered off. Was there anyone at his windows? I couldn’t really tell, as most were heavily reflecting. But they could probably see me. They might even take pictures! I felt the tickling in my pussy I always got when I was horny. I would see after that later, I thought. After finishing our breakfast I wanted to go directly into the shower. “Hold on” my boyfriend said. “There are quite a few things you should put into the refrigerator so they don’t get bad” he continued. I knew what this was about. I stood up slowly. If anybody was watching they could now see my dark landing strip. They knew, I wasn’t just topless, but completely naked. I took the first items and brought them inside. When coming back outside, I did the most sexy walk I could. On the third go, I took nearly all other items. I heard a metallic sound. I looked to the ground and saw a spoon. “Oops” Matthew said with a devilish voice. Even without telling me I knew what he wanted. I put down the things in my hand, turned my ass toward him and slowly picked up the spoon, raising my ass into the air.
He must have gotten hell of a view. That goes for everybody watching. I took the last items and brought them into the kitchen. Then I immediately jumped on the couch, right as my boyfriend came inside. “Fuck me! Now!” I said. He looked at me, his eyes followed down my body. “No” he said in a very calm manner. “what?” I thought. “I need this, why won’t he fuck me?” He must have read my mind, because he followed up by saying: “We have an appointment and you need to get showered first!” “Oh yeah” I said as I remembered our spa meeting with my mum. “But I don’t need to shower, I will go there” “If you want to shave all that hair in the public spa, that’s fine for me, otherwise you should do it here” I was a bit shocked. He knew I loved my landing strip. And he knew, I didn’t like being bald down there. It felt too childish. Too naked. The small strip of hair gave me the feeling that people were looking at my hair and not directly at my pussy. But I didn’t protest, instead hopped into the shower, doing as ordered. “I will pack our things” he shouted as the water started dropping. When I was finished, I saw that he had even put my cloths into the bathroom too. How nice! I took the dress and realized, that it was all he got me. No surprise at all if I am honest. “Wait!” I heard him yell, when I wanted to take it on. “Get on the couch first” What? Now he wants to fuck me and now we have time?! But I did as he said and got down on the couch. He wasted no time, spread my legs and got between them. While my excitement level had dropped while I was in the shower, I was still wet. I felt his hand at my clitoris. I let out a small moan. But it was different. He was doing something else! That was the moment when I realized. He looked up at me and, with his devilish smile said: “Finished already, let’s go!” I looked down on me and as I thought, he had changed the jewelry I was wearing down there. On top, was a very small white pearl. You probably only saw it, when you looked very closely. I looked further down and was socked. There was a huge black pearl. And when I say huge I mean it was probably 3 times the size of jewelry I normally wear. His intentions were clear. The landing strip removed, the upper pearl nearly invisible but a big one on the lower at, just at my clitoris. The black was a stark contrast to my pale skin. This must have guided every view directly onto my pussy. Just the idea got me aroused even more. But we had no time to waste, we if we didn’t hurry, we would be too late.