the Night Whispers Index-6Kira was still in my arms when I woke early the next morning. I squeezed her tight, uncertain a moment if we’d really made love the night before. The wetness between my legs suggested that we had.I found myself starting to rock against her, small movements of my hips against where Kira’s ass nestled into my body. She slept for a while and I imagined what it might be like to have a penis, to slip into her virgin hole and make love to her like a man. Like I imagined Dexter might soon do.I can show you how much you two mean to him.”What?” I whispered to Jackie’s soft voice.He thinks about you and Kira all the time. That’s why he doesn’t date. He wants you and his sister. Watch…I was aware that I was seeing someone else’s experience. It wasn’t like reliving moments in my life which I’d shared with Jackie. I was an observer, not a participant. I felt like I had no body, floating in the small bathroom Dexter and Kira shared between their rooms. My son was sitting on the toilet, a pair of white panties in his hand, small flower petals splashed along the waist and over the back. They weren’t mine, so I knew they were his sister’s.Dexter brought the crotch to his nose and inhaled, leaning back. His penis was much larger than I’d seen it years earlier, before he hit puberty. He had an adult penis, six inches long, his shaft reddish, the head purple and slick. Tight, hairy balls hung just below. He inhaled again, and I could smell my daughter’s scent, as well. Dex slid his fingers to his cock, and slowly began to jerk off.He moaned quietly, stroking himself in rising urgency. He bucked forward, pushing the crotch of Kira’s panties into his mouth. I heard him groan as his hips rose. He strained as he masturbated, and I saw the head of his dick expand. He moaned through the panties, and white ejaculate spurted from his penis, splashing on the wall. Before he stopped cumming, he pulled the panties from his mouth and aimed his cock at the crotch, shooting the rest of his load onto the fabric.Dexter breathed heavily as his penis leaked against the panties. He wrapped them up and sat them onto the counter, slowly running his fingers around his genitals as his cock began to soften. I watched as my son let out a long breath and then leaned over the tub to turn on the shower.”Oh my god,” I whispered, my body rocking against Kira’s sleeping form. “Oh … my … god…”He’s beautiful, you know. I love watching him cum.”Me too,” I said very quietly. “Jackie…”Another…Dexter was on his back on his bed. This time, I recognized the panties he held to his nose. They were the ones I’d found beside his bed which had set off my anger and disgust and secret arousal. I saw him inhale against the crotch, the fabric still damp from where they’d pressed against my privates earlier that day. I knew my son was intimately exploring my personal odors, and it turned him on enough to start masturbating quickly.He wrapped the panties around his cock and used them under his fingers as he stroked. It was amazing to see that he pressed the crotch against the underside of his shaft, my sweat and juices mixing with his as he jerked off. Dexter groaned and I could see how quickly he started to grow tense. He brought my panties rus escort ara back to his nose and started to cum.He inhaled deeply, groaning, as his seed spurted up into the air, splashing down first on his stomach, then over his balls. His legs tossed and strained, semen bubbling out from the tip of my son’s cock to drool down his fingers as he slowed his movements. I seemed to be only inches away, watching the last drops of his sperm leak from his dick. I ached to take him into my mouth and taste his cum and raw flesh. I watched as he reached for a tissue then began to wipe away the creamy load from his fingers.And another…I was in an unfamiliar bedroom. I saw my son on his back, his jeans pushed to his thighs, his penis half-hard and resting on his groin. I realized another boy was there. Donnie, I recognized slowly, was leaning over the bed and getting onto his knees over my son’s body. Before I could process the act, the boy had taken Dex’s cock between his lips.”Oh … Mom…” my son said quietly as his friend sucked his dick. “Mom…”I was so turned on I wanted to touch myself, but I had no body, no arms or genitals. I had to flush with arousal, unable to release my excitement by touching myself. Donnie’s head bobbed quickly up and down my son’s cock, wet, sucking noises coming from where his lips met my son’s shaft.”Oh … oh … Mom…” Donnie was moving faster, faster, my son responding by tensing. “Cumming…” I was shocked when my son began to ejaculate into the boy’s mouth. I watched as Donnie kept Dexter’s spurting penis between his lips, swallowing the cum flooding his throat.Dexter relaxed and Donnie pulled off his length, semen running over his lips to trail onto my son’s body. He stared at Dex a moment, then said, “your turn.”Dexter nodded. If I’d been surprised to see another boy sucking my son’s cock, it was more of a shock to watch Donnie lay on the bed and unzip his fly, stroking himself while waiting for my son to return the favor. The boy’s dick was about the same size as my son’s, perhaps a touch thicker and more pale. Donnie closed his eyes, and Dex moved to his side, using his fingers to hold his friend’s dick at the base, then my son slid his lips down over Donnie’s length.From how easily Dexter took the boy’s penis in his mouth, I knew that he’d done it more than once or twice. My son slurped along the length, sliding the cock out a moment to lick the underside before taking it between his lips again.”Mom … God, Mom…” Donnie said quietly. It seemed that, he too, was imagining an i****tuous fantasy. “Suck me, Mom … suck it for me…”Dexter moved up and down. I saw his tongue dart out to tease the tip of Donnie’s penis, then he took him deep in his throat, drooling saliva as he slurped the length. Donnie tensed, “gonna cum in your mouth … Mom … swallow it … oh, Mom … Mom…”Dexter flinched slightly when Donnie began to fill his mouth, but he kept bobbing until the boy made him stop, emptying his seed between my son’s lips. “Swallow it, Mom … oh, yeah … swallow it…”Dex pulled back and flushed the sperm down his throat twice, then wiped his lips on the back of his hand. He sat on the edge of the bed a moment before pulling rus escort bayan ara up his jeans and standing.Donnie watched him. “Wish your mom and my mom were here, Dex. Damn, that would be so hot.””I know … Not that I don’t like it when you do it, but … you know … you’re a guy…””Yeah … still feels good, right?””Yeah, definitely. Don’t tell anyone, alright?” My son pleaded.”Who would I tell? Jeez, lighten up, Dex. Like I’m gonna tell someone that you suck my dick and I suck yours. Jeez, we jizz in each other’s mouths. Why would I tell anyone that?”Dexter shrugged, “just saying … not that I care much, but … you know…””Deal. Hey, will you trade me a pair of your mom’s panties one day? I can get you my mom’s.”Dexter looked at him a moment. “Maybe … that’s … that’s kinda unfair, I think. I feel bad enough that I take hers sometimes … I dunno, Donnie.””Just suggesting it. You’ve smelled my mom’s, that’s unfair, too…””I know … just … give me time, okay? I’ll figure it out…””You’ve still got my jizz on your chin.”Dexter laughed and wiped again, “that was a big one. When did you jerk off last?””Hell, just this morning. Guess I just got big nuts,” Donnie said with a grin, gently slapping his hairy balls where they were still pulled through the open zipper, his penis flaccid above. “I’ll have another load before long, especially if I can find Mom’s panties in the hamper…”My son laughed and said, “yeah, well … I’ll let you go off in my mouth if you do it for me. Fair’s fair.”Donnie idly stroked his penis, the length looking harder than it had a moment earlier. “Think I might need it again right now.”Dexter laughed again and he leaned down and sucked Donnie’s half-hard cock into his mouth.I came hard, bucking against my daughter. Even though I was not touching myself and my clit was trapped between my legs, I exploded with pleasure, humping Kira strongly. She stirred as I orgasmed, turning back to watch as I burned with release. I closed my eyes a moment, shuddering, wetness running down my thigh.I trembled and opened my eyes slowly. Kira was watching me. I didn’t speak, but my hand moved over her hip and between her legs. They parted slightly, and I found my daughter’s clit. It was small but erect, and in moments, she purred as I rapidly stroked her flesh, cumming moments later, her ass rocking back against me. God, it was such an incredible rush to make Kira cum.I held her a while, whispered, “I love you so much,” and heard her say the same. I wanted to lay in bed all day with her.Kira slowly moved out from my arms, saying, “need to use the bathroom.”I felt her loss as I watched her put on her pajama bottoms and her top, then slip quickly from my room.I like watching him, too, Penelope. I didn’t know I enjoyed that until I saw them together. Dexter pretends you are the one with him when he cums…”I … I don’t know what to think, Jackie … have you talked to him, too?”No … I cannot reach out to him yet. I don’t know why. But I can watch and I can show you, too.”What should I do…”I think you know.”No,” I stated weakly, “no, I don’t.”He’ll be home soon. You could give him a gift.”A gift?”Go to him in the night. He wants you, Penelope. He needs escort rus ara you to teach him to be a good lover. Kira deserves her first time to be wonderful. Not like yours with a boy.”Teach him… ? But … what about Kira? She’ll be jealous … for several reasons…”I will talk to her. I believe I can make her understand. She wants to be with him, too, but she will accept that he is not ready to be her first. Not yet. You must teach him.”Teach him … Jackie … I’m still not convinced I’m not insane … this is crazy…”I know, Penelope … I know. I can only show you and try to make you understand how real this is. Only you can accept it fully.”I’m trying…”And tonight, you’ll see that your son wants what you secretly wish to give him.Dexter had come home an hour after I got out of bed. Kira and I were watching television, no discussion of what we’d shared in the night. She was quiet and said little, and I was feeling overwhelmed by what I might do with my son. I worried that Kira would be jealous if I went to Dex, that she would feel robbed of being with him after it was so clearly her desire to do so.He disappeared into his room upstairs after a quick greeting, barely looking at me. I couldn’t help seeing him with Donnie, cumming into the boy’s mouth while calling out to me. I felt strong urges to feel him unload between my lips. Kira went to her room not long after.I sat alone a while before making an early dinner, calling up to the k**s mechanically, shaking a bit with nervous anxiety. I tried to act calm, but a couple of looks passed between my daughter and I which said we needed to talk privately. When Dex went back to his room after supper, she sat next to me, whispering, “Jackie told me what you are going to do…””She did…””Yes…””Are you mad?””No,” my daughter said evenly, “no … I don’t think so … Not really fair, though … after I told you what I told you … you didn’t want me to be with him, but … now you’re going to…”I sighed. “I’m sorry, Kira. I won’t do it. I won’t hurt you that way.””No … it’s okay. Jackie told me why, and … I guess I appreciate it … You’re teaching me … I guess it’s only fair to teach him, too … and then we can…” she trailed off and looked blankly at the table.”I don’t want to hurt you, Kira,” I said again.”No, you won’t … just … promise me you’ll tell me everything, okay? Jackie … told me about Dex and Donnie … I still can’t believe that he’s … gay…””Not gay, I think. Bisexual.””Yeah … I guess … he was thinking of you, I suppose.””Did she show you, too?””Yes…””When he used your panties?””Yes … I remember them, just few weeks ago … He gave them back to me that night … I … I ate what he shot on them…”I shuddered and felt myself growing warm with arousal. “You will again, Kira … I promise … and the next time … perhaps … he’ll give it to you directly…”Kira shivered and looked up the stairs. Her voice was a whisper. “Touch me … please…”I could only respond by moving my hand between her thighs. She wore a pair of tight blue jeans and I pressed against the crotch firmly. Kira started to ride my hand, raising her hips from the chair, closing her eyes and panting quietly. She started to tremble and rock, small sighs escaping her lips. I felt the heat between her legs grow with the friction of her pants, and moments later, my daughter’s crotch grew damp as she came, biting her lip to stop her cries. She looked at me and I knew she’d be okay. “Thanks…” she said, “go to him, Mom … It’s alright…”