H Tales Of A Reincarnated Elf

by Stayrr

I was a good looking prince when I was reborn, and because I could do indecent things as much as I like, I decided to make a harem while traveling with a beautiful female elf Formerly an otaku, the hero who was just reincarnated became a handsome elf prince of another world. In his previous life he was just a plain-faced man, so in this world he uses his high position as a prin

41. Different Sex Story (22-32)

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22 Mom's Roommate 2

The car began to rock again and the speaker voice sang:

"UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN...ROUND AND ROUND...HERE WE GOOOO!!

The car moved through another set of doors.

This room was full of hearts and had a painting of two birds kissing as they were perched together on a tree.

"Awwww." Kristen said as she saw the painting.

A young girls voice sang a familiar rhyme..

"TWO LITTLE LOVE BIRD SITTING IN A TREE...K-I-S-S-I-N-G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES BABY IN THE BABY CARRIAGE."

The final doors opened and Kristen and Garrett were carried out into the sunshine and back to where they started.

"That was fun." Kristen smiled.

"Yeah it was."

She squeezed his arm. "Let's go again."

Garrett had a raging hard-on. He certainly wasn't going to object. "Okay."

Within moments they were racing back into the tunnel of love. "HOLD ON TIGHT TO YOUR SWEETHEART... HERE WE GOOOOO!!

As soon as they were inside the Lovers Lane tunnel Kristen giggled and quickly straddled Garrett, facing him.

Garrett was beyond excited at this point as he found his face brushing against her huge tits. "Geeez, Mom," he laughed.

As she did before, Kristen began to move to the beat, bouncing against the underside of her son's erection.

Garrett's face was nearly nestled in her cleavage and he looked up to see her gazing down at him, mouthing the words to the song.

"Watch me now, Oh (work, work) Shake it up, shake it (work, work)"

Each time the she mouthed the words (work, work) Kristen would bounce her panty covered twat against his aching cock.

"Ah shake 'em, shake 'em down (work, work)

"Ah, a little bit of soul now (work, work, work)

"Ah shake it, shake it, baby (work, work)

Kristen thrust her tits out, smothering his head into her cleavage and for the next line of the song, she got the wildest sluttiest look Garrett had ever seen.

"Ah you're drivin' me crazy (work, work)

Garrett's cock was leaking and twitching. Even through the layers of thin fabric he could feel the heat his mother's genitals each time she dropped against his lap.

"Ah, don't get lazy (work)"

They moved into the second section of the tunnel, the one with romantic music and painted clouds. "ARE YOU HUGGING LOVERS...BECAUSE THIS IS THE TUNNEL OF PASSION."

The car tilted back and Kristen's tits once again rolled out like soft dough against Garrett's upper chest. Their faces were close and they were locked in a gaze.

Kristen's big beautiful green eyes were glazed over with lust. "Are you my lover?" She asked tenderly.

Garrett breath was rapid with excitement. "Did you want me to be?"

She brought her head down and nustled it in the soft of his neck. "What do YOU think?" Kristen whispered.

Garrett looked up at the passing clouds. Here he was on a carnival ride smothered in the soft warm flesh of his own mom as she lay on top of him. He could feel the heat radiating from her genitalia as it lay up against his blood engorged phallus.

He glanced down and could see his mom's silky tan legs folded on both sides of him and the flair of her wide birthing hips. The experience was absolutely euphoric.

Before they knew it the car moved into the next section and the roar of the disco beat. "IT'S TIME FOR KISSSSEEEESS!!

Kristen giggled and held on to her son as the car started to spin and rock. Straddling her son like this, she almost felt like she was on a mechanical bull.

"Oh my God, I hope I don't fly right off this thing. Hold onto me, love," she said playfully.

Garrett wrapped his arms around her waist. Their genitals were grinding together and Kristen could feel the bulging underside of her son's prick-shaft sinking down in between the warm folds of her outer labia, with only a thin layer of panties separating their flesh.

Each time the car rocked and spun Kristen's huge boobs would tremble and slosh against the lucky teen beneath her. Garrett couldn't help but be mesmerized by how they bobbled around, right up against him.

Kristen brought her face down and gave him a wet sucking kiss. "Come on now boobie-boy, we're suppose to be kissing."

He shared her kisses and they became longer and longer. Finally, with one such kiss Garrett felt her tongue slip into his mouth. It slithered across the top of his, then twisted down underneath it, inviting it to dance.

Garrett's tongue came alive and wiggled awkwardly at first. It was immediately clear to him that his mom had a very long and very experienced tongue. Her pink snake was taking the lead, twisting and fluttering and Garrett did his best to keep up.

"Mmmmmmhhh." Kristen moaned softly as she made out with her baby.

The car rose up, leaned way back and froze. Kristen lifted her chest from her son, raking her long red nails down his lean chest. Garrett watched as she sat straight up, her eyes closed and her enormous mommy-tits thrust way out, stretching the top of her dress to the bursting point. She looked like a Goddess, proudly straddling her steed.

Their overheated genitals were crushed together and when Kristen felt her son's strong rigid dick flex against her quim, it sent her into another world.

"OH MY GOD!" Her voice quivered, as she threw herself back down against him.

"OH FUCK I NEED YOU!" She exclaimed as she started kissing on him.

The car began to rock and spin and Kristen humped her hungry pussy against Garrett's big dick.

Garrett's face became smothered between her tits and he felt her deperate grinding as the car rocked wildly.

"Holy s-s-shit, Mom!" He mumbled.

"UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN...ROUND AND ROUND...HERE WE GOOOO!!" The speaker voice sang.

As they rocked and spun into the last tunnel Garrett felt his mom's body buck and tremble. "OH GOD GARRETT, IM CUMMING ON YOU!" Kristen screamed.

It became clear to him that she was using his brick hard dick to grind against her clit...and it was fucking awesome.

"TWO LITTLE LOVE BIRD SITTING IN A TREE...K-I-S-S-I-N-G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES BABY IN THE BABY CARRIAGE."

Kristen slipped off her son and sat back down beside him, just before their car exited the tunnel.

Misty flipped to another picture which showed the two just as they exited the last tunnel. Kristen had her eyes closed, her head leaned against her son's shoulder and looked to be catching her breath.

Doug stared at his wife. "Jesus, she looks like she just..."

Misty giggled. "Oh Dougie, don't be ridiculous."

"So were they still there when you left?" Doug asked.

"No, they left the fair about one o'clock."

Doug glanced at the clock on the wall. "One o'clock? That was almost three hours ago. Did you follow them?"

"Yes."

"Well where the hell did they go?"

Misty seemed almost hesitant. "They went out to Lover's lake."

"Lover's Lake! Why would they go way out there?"

"I don't know." Misty said.

"I thought you said you followed them??"

Misty nodded. "I did but, I was afraid of them spotting me so I came back into town."

Doug got quiet and slowly wheeled himself away from the table. Misty turned her ipad so that only she could see and clicked to the next picture. It was a photo of a blue Honda Pilot tucked in a little cove of trees and brush.

"I just don't know what's going on with those two." Doug said.

Misty clicked to the next picture, which was taken right next to the Honda. Since there was no tint to the windows she could see right inside. THE PICTURE WAS OF GARRETT, LAYING NAKED BETWEEN HIS MOM'S LEGS IN THE BACK SEAT.

"OHH GARRETT, FUCK ME HARD!! PLEASE FUCK ME HARD!!" Kristen cried.

Garrett's ass bounced and bucked as he fed his throbbing peter down inside his mom's warm creamy hole. Kristen threw her knees way back, spreading her saddle wide open for her son to ride in. Her dress was already off and her tits were spilling nearly out of her bra.

"Ohhh my God!" The lucky teen muttered.

Kristen clutched onto her son's ass with her long red nails and pulled him even deeper inside the burning liquid furnace of gripping vaginal flesh.

Garrett thrust and whimpered. He could feel his cockhead turn slightly upward as it struck the wet spongy head of Kristen's cervix.

"Oh baby! Oh Garrett, it's soo hard...soo deep!" Kristen panted.

Misty lowered the camera, her mouth agape. She was in a state of delighted shock as she watched her nephew and sister-in-law go it in the back seat of Kristen's SUV. She could see Garrett's heavy balls beating repeatedly against Kristen's butt-hole as his juice-slickened cock slithered in and out. Kristen's clean shaven cunt lips stretched obscenely around her son's rod, clutching around the root of its strong rigid girth.

Misty marveled at how her sister-in-law's legs were wrapped snuggly around the young teenager, like a strong silky-smooth tan harness locked around him. She watched kristen's toes curl as the heels of her sexy little bare feet bounced against Garrett's bucking ass.

"Oh baby...I love it...I love it...I need it. OH GARRETT, I'M CUMMING!! I'M CUMMING ON THAT BIG BEAUTIFUL DICK!!"

Excited by his mother's squeals of passion, the big dicked teen drove his cunt-smothered pecker deeper and harder, humping his ass up and down wildly.

Kristen let out a piercing orgasmic SCREAM, nearly shattering the windows. Her quivering cunt walls screwed up tighter around thick unyielding hard-on, swallowing the teenaged dong in hot creaming mommy-twat.

She heard her son whimper and felt the first hot stream of cum splash against the ring of her cervix.

"OH-H-H MOM!

"Oh honey!" Kristen cried, cradling his verile young body between her thighs.

Garrett's cock was jerking and twitching, splattering huge milky ropes of cum inside the convulsing cunt as it rippled up and down the length of his shaft.

Finally...after emptying his load inside her, Garrett felt his mother's twat muscles relax their gasp on his slippery dick.

"Ohh wow." He muttered, resting against the soft warmth of her body.

Kristen continued to hold him, running her nails through the back of his hair as his head rested against her half-exposed breast. "Oh Garrett, my love...that was beautiful."

"It certainly was." Came Misty's voice through a crack in the window.

Startled, Garrett gazed back to find his Aunt Misty at the window with big smile.

"Oh my God...Misty?!" Kristen said.

"Just relax, Kristen, I'm not here to rain on your little fuck parade. You and I do need to talk though." Misty said.

A few minutes later Kristen was dressed and strolled over to find Misty waiting at her car.

"Sooo...what are you doing out here?" Kristen asked.

"Following you two. Doug is suspicious."

Kristen rolled her eyes and got an extremely perturbed look. "Doug has you out here following us? You've gotta be fucking kidding?"

"Nope, I'm not. He think's there's something going on with you and Garrett...and apparently, he's right."

Kristen laughed to herself and shook her head. "This is fucking UNBELIEVABLE!"

Misty stepped up and took her sister-in-law's hand. "Kristen, you don't have to worry. I'm not gonna rat you out, but I do wanna know something though."

Kristen took a moment to let her temper settle down a bit. "Ok...What do you wanna know?"

"What IS going on with you guys?" Misty asked.

Kristen smiled and lowered her head a moment, searching her core for the answer to Misty's question. "I'm in love with him."

Misty smiled back. "Well, that's great...but guess what?? So am I."

Kristen gave her an odd look. "With Garrett?"

"Yes with Garrett and don't act so shocked. I may be his Aunt, but you're his fucking mother for God sakes." Misty said, making both of them giggle.

"Well, he is handsome...and charming. I suppose anyone would think so." Kristen said.

"And from what I saw through the window, he's extremely well endowed." Misty added, making them giggle once again, like excited high school girls.

Kristen face beamed with pride. "Trust me, you're certainly right about that."

Misty looked a little more serious. "So...do you still love Doug?"

"Yes I love Doug. I'll always love Doug...and despite how this looks...I really don't wanna hurt him. Heaven's knows he's gone through enough." Kristen said with sincerity.

"Well you don't have to...your secret is safe with me...and it always will be...on one condition..." Misty said.

Kristen returned a little smile. She knew exactly what her sister-in-law wanted.

Doug looked at Misty as she sat at the kitchen table and put her ipad back in its case. "So then give me you're honest opinion...is there something going on with those two?"

Misty fed her brother a little smile. "Honestly Dougie...NO. I think they're just a mother and son and they're very close...and because of this new living situation, you're just letting your imagination run wild."

"Misty, I found what looked like cum stains...smeared all over the sheets."

Misty giggled. "What looked like cum stains. That doesn't mean that's what they were."

"They locked the door last night. Why would they do that?"

Misty laughed, walked over and sat on her brother's lap. "Dougie, stop! This is your wife and boy you're talking about. Mother and son. Do you honesty think that they'd fuck?"

"OH FUCK, MOM!!!"

Garrett stared up at his lust-crazed mother. Her huge naked tits leaped up and down wildly as she bounced on his loins.

"Ohh Garrett, fuck me! FUCK ME!!"

Kristen's ass rippled as it beat against her son's balls. His cock glistened and frothy juice dripped from his scrotum as his hard teenaged erection bored in and out of his mom's buttery cunt.

Kristen leaned forward, holding her son's shoulders for support. Slouched back the way he was, this put Garrett's face right between her big bobbling breasts. Shivering with excitement the young teen found himself licking and sucking the inside of one of her soft tan tits as the other one slapped against his cheek.

The little SUV was rocking and SQUEAKING as Kristen humped down hard on her son's dick. She clamped her juicy fuck-muscles around the brick-hard prick, milking the long blood engorged lance like only a middle-aged mom can.

"Ohh baby, you're gonna make me cream again!!" Kristen whined.

One of her gigantic tits jiggled across Garrett's face and he sucked the nipple into his mouth. Kristen shuddered as her son's tongue plowed acrossed her huge areola.

"OHH YES!!"

Like a bitch in heat, Kristen pounded her sopping slit up and down the rigid dong, making her ass CLAP relentlessly against her son's balls.

With his mouth stuffed full and his entire face smothered in spongy-soft tit-flesh, Garrett MOANED. His mom's cunt clamped shut like a vice, sucking and squeezing on the his throbbing fuck-muscle.

"I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!!!" Kristen cried.

As Garrett assaulted his mom's nipple with his tongue, he could just peek up over the bulging breast and see her pretty face red and contorted with pleasure.

Kristen's soft luscious body jerked and convulsed on top of her teen. She was cumming hard on her own son's big dick.

Seeing his own loving mom like this sent Garrett over the top and his cock began to spit. While milky cum pulsed from his penis, Kristen went from humping to grinding. She plowed the mouth of her womb back and forth across the spungy cock-head, while her son soaked it with huge jets of cum.

Garrett and Kristen arrived back home about 8:30pm. Cassie charged into her mother's arms. "Mommy!!"

"Hey sweetie, what are you still doing up." Kristen said, sharing a big hug.

"Watching TV with daddy."

Kristen shared a smile with her husband. "Awww, did you have a good time with daddy today?"

Cassie nodded. "Yeah, Aunt Misty came over."

"She did huh?"

Doug was quick to comment. "Yeah, she just uhh...stopped by earlier...just to say hi."

Kristen smiled, knowing her husband was full of shit. "Well wasn't that nice of her. I missed you to death, young lady, but YOU need to get to bed...school tomorrow."

"I know." Cassie moped, marching towards her room.

Garrett lingered for a bit, while his mom stepped over and gave Doug a kiss.

"So how was the fair?" Doug asked.

"It was great. The rides were really something this year...especially that last one...it had me screaming my ass off." Kristen said, giving her son a secret wink.

"Well, I don't ever remember you being into carnival rides. It must have been pretty a thrilling one." Doug said.

Kristen fed him a quirky little smirk. "You have nooo idea."

Garrett hung out in the man cave for awhile, chatting with his friends on the computer. He didn't even hear his mom come into the bedroom and close the door.

"Garrett, love, can you help me with something?"

Garrett rose from the swing and set his computer aside. "Sure, Mom."

He stepped from the man-cave and was startled as Kristen pounced onto him from around the corner. "GOTCHA!" She said playfully, pulling his polo-shirt up and over his head.

Garrett giggled. "What did you need help with?"

She unbuttoned his shorts. "Taking off our clothes. We're gonna take a shower."

Garrett seemed hesistent as his shorts and boxers dropped to his feet. "Together?? What about dad...what if he sees us?"

Kristen gave her son a playful smile. "Well, we'll just have to make sure he doesn't."

Her dress fell to her tiny feet and Garrett watched in awe as his mom stripped out of her bra and her huge hanging tits bobbled free. She pulled her dainty panties down those smooth luscious legs and as she bent forward, her big mommy-tits teetered back and forth. Garrett had seen some big tits online, but never anything this big in person.

When she saw his big peter quickly rising from his loins Kristen giggled and dropped down to her knees.

Garrett watched as his mom wrapped her tiny around the base of the stalk and started stroking his hot meat. She gazed up into his eyes with that cute little smile and brilliat green eyes. Son groaned...and Mom felt his prick ballooning in her fist.

"Mmmmm so nice," she whispered.

Kristen slid her fist all the way to the base, making the blood engorged boner stick straight out. She leaned forward and with her free hand, tucked her hair back behind her ears, out of the way.

That long pink snake slipped from her mouth and began licking at the swollen head of Garrett's cock. She sucked the throbbing knob into her mouth and began scrubbing it with her tongue.

"Ohhh shit, Mom." Garrett muttered excitedly.

As oozing spunk dribbled from the tip, Kristen's tongue soaked it up like a fleshy sponge. The delightful taste of her own boy's semen made her eyes roll back in her head.

The cock-hungry mom licked her way down the underside of the now rigid shaft, all the way to Garret's hairless balls. Her long strong tongue whipped back and forth across his nuts, soaking the big bag of cum filled flesh with her saliva.

"Ohh Jeeez." Garrett whimpered, his legs trembling.

Kristen licked her way back up and let the teenaged dong slip into her mouth. Garrett felt his cock encased in the liquid warmth of his mom's mouth. He felt her amazing tongue rolling and twisting around his meat as her lips slid up and back along the sturdy pole.

With his big fuck-steak crammed her mouth, Kristen peeked up at her son and gave him a cute little wink. Her tongue washed away the bubbly cream as it oozed from his piss-slit.

Kristen began to pump the base of his cock as she started sucking it loudly and hungrily. She let out a cute muffled whimper. She was a horny middle-aged woman, doing one of the things she loved to do more than anything...sucking dick.

She felt his balls tighten and let Garrett's cock pop from her mouth like a cork. She giggled, still clutching it with her hand.

"You like that huh??"

"Oh God yeah," he sighed.

Kristen stood up, but kept a firm grip on the base of his erection. "Come on, loverboy...shower time."

Doug was still in the living room watching a game. Behind him, in the hallway, Kristen peeked out of her and Garrett's bedroom. Quickly, the naked mother pulled her son by his dick across the hallway, her big tits bouncing and bobbling as she moved.

Doug heard his wife giggle playfully and the bathroom door close. He glanced back, but her and Garrett were already out of site.

Kristen turned on the shower, then turned and pushed her son towards the toilet.

"Sit down and I'll blow you some more while the water warms up," she said.

Young Garrett didn't have to be asked twice. He sat down on the toilet seat, leaned back and spread his legs apart. Kristen dropped down in between them and picked up where she left off in the bedroom.

Kristen watched her son's reaction as she opened her lips and took his long strong cylinder of flesh into her mouth.

"Ohh yeah, Mom...suck it." Garrett whimpered.

Kristen started lashing her long hot tongue around and around the fat purple head of his prick.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, rolling his hot spunk around in her mouth, savoring it's taste before swallowing it down.

She sucked his dick loud and sloppily, the shower drowing out the noise. Garrett's dong was bathed in hot drooling saliva. He watched his mom's lips fall closer and closer to his balls, her pretty brown hair waving around as she gobbled his throbbing cock.

The young teen felt a lot like a King with his hot middle-aged Queen kneeling at his phallis. His eyes traveled down the tan unblemished skin of his mom's back, the flare of the hips and the unbelievable curves of her big meaty bare buttocks. His heart pounded with wicked excitement. This was his own Goddess of a mom giving him head and she was totally falling for him.

"Ohhh mom that's amazing!" His voice trembled.

Kristen clutched her son's scrotum and messaged the tender balls with her nails. Her tongue went wild, her lips gliding lower and lower until her face was buried in Garret's crotch, her lips plastered against the root.

Garrett could feel his cock fucking in and out of his mom's hot throat. Kristen gagged a little, but then recovered, taking him right back down to the base.

"O-o-hhh shit!" The teen yelped, his cock flexing excitedly, his balls tightening in his mom's hand.

Kristen's mouth was a hot liquidy sheath plowing up and down her son's rigid pecker. Her lips and tongue worked in unison, hungrily licking and pulling on the throbbing penis as if trying to suck the meat from the bone.

"Awwwww shit, mom, I'm gonna cum!" Garrett groaned.

"Mmmmm." Kristen moaned, encouraging him to shoot his load into her sucking mouth.

Kristen felt the penis pulse in her mouth and the first delicious wad of hot cum splash against the back of her throat. She let the creamy cock-milk collect in her mouth until her cheeks bulged out, then she swallowed it down with two big gulps.

Again Garrett groaned as more jizz squirted from his piss-hole and splattered around his mom's long flailing tongue. For what seemed like forever to young Garrett his mom continued to nurse on his erupting prick, pulling every last drop of spunk that she could get.

Doug wheeled by Garrett and Kristen's bedroom, peeking his head in for a moment.

"Goodnight buddy," he called out, thinking Garrett was still in the mancave. "Garrett??"

Getting no answer Doug wheeled to the edge of the hallway and called across the house. "Garrett??" Still there was no answer.

Doug wheeled over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. He had to pound three different times before Kristen answered.

"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked, holding a tiny white towel over her enormous breasts.

"Have you seen Garrett? He doesn't seem to be in the house anywhere."

"He didn't say anything to me about leaving, but maybe he's outside."

Doug decided to ask a bold question. "Are you sure he's not in there with you?"

Kristen rolled her eyes and smiled down at him. "You're joking right? Doug I'm sure he's fine. Just go into bed I'll be in in a while to kiss you goodnight."

"Yeah, Okay."

Kristen closed the door, locked it, then jumped in the shower with her waiting son. "Just your father getting curious again. Just where in the world did you disappear to, young man?" She said playfully.

Garrett giggled as his mom stepped forward and threw her arms around his neck. "Probably out having a miserable time somewhere."

"Oh so that blow job I just gave you was miserable huh mister?"

"Yeah, just horrible." Garrett joked.

"Well maybe picking your mom up, pinning her against the shower wall and fucking her brains out will help liven your spirit's a little."

Garrett got a big grin, his heart about beating out of his chest. "How could it not?"

Kristen kissed him, letting her tongue dance with his. While they made out, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his teenaged dong. It was still brick hard, the big blue veins bulging obscenely along the shaft as it stuck way out from his loins.

"Hold me," she whispered, then gracefully jumped from the shower floor, wrapping those luscious mommy-legs around his waist.

Garrett held onto her thighs and turned them so Kristen's back was against the wall. Her lips were at his ear, her wet warm tits mashed against his chest. "Fuck me," she whined.

He snorted with lust as he felt her hand clutch his rod and feed it into her sopping honey-hole. A scalding liquid heat smothered the throbbing cock-rod as it searched for bottom.

"Ohhh honey!" Kristen sighed as she felt her hungry cunt stretch around the unyielding length of her son's spear.

Garrett started hard and fast. His need was urgent and so was hers. Neither of them wanted to be slow or gentle. As Garrett hammered his meat into her, Kristen clung to him, digging her nails into his shoulders. She fucked right back at him, their hips moving in unison.

Garrett realized he could be as rough as he wanted...his mom liked it that way. Her jerking hips signaled the brutal tempo she craved. As she panted on his shoulder, the young teen could feel her molten cream drenching his prick and trickling from his wobbly ball-sack. He hammered his cock harder...deeper...pounding against her cervix.

"Ohhh God baby, just like that, don't let up! Don't you dare let up!" She softly cried.

After about 15 seconds of lighting fast thrusting Garrett felt a sizzling burst of juice around his meat and his mom's body began to buck and tremble against him.

"OHHH GOD I LOVE YOU!!" She squealed.

He felt her warm soft body tightening up around him, her motherly arms and legs constricting around his young body like an anaconda. It was like she was trying to pull his whole body into her core...trying to become one flesh, like they had once been.

Her tits were plastered against his chest, but he could still feel them sloshing and rippling. Her cunt was squeezing and convulsing around his plowing erection, soaking it in orgasmic fuck-oil.

His body was smothered in the glistening golden brown flesh of his own clutching mom. His cock was pounding into her slick gripping cunt. He wanted this thrilling moment to last forever, but his balls simply wouldn't allow it. Her strong muscled cuntal tube was just milking his cock too hard.

"Ahhhh fuck, shit, aaaagghhh!!" He softly roared, jetting his cum inside her.

"Ohhh God baby, I'm cumming again!" Kristen whimpered, burying her face into her son's neck.

Their wet bodies jerked and writhed together as their wild mutual orgasm went on and on. Garrett felt like he fucked a gallon of cum into his mom. At this very moment there were in fact millions of tiny tad poles fighting to get inside her womb and fuck their way inside her egg.

Kristen opened the door to find her husband sitting in the hallway waiting. "What are you still doing out here, numbskull?" She giggled.

"Why would he think it's okay to take off somewhere without telling one of us?"

Kristen smiled and strode towards him. She had nothing but a bath towel around her and her hair was still damp and slicked back.

"Doug, he's 18 years old...he's not a little boy anymore."

"Well he's still living under this roof, so he should have enough respect to--"

Kristen cut him off. "Honey, stop! You're getting yourself all worked up again."

She walked behind his chair and wheeled him towards the bedroom. "When he comes to bed tonight I'll talk to him...if that'll make you feel better."

Garrett snuck from the bathroom and stepped across the hallway.

"I may be in a wheelchair, but I'm perfectly capable of having a talk with our son."

Kristen leaned over and gave her husband a peck on the cheek. "Now, now, don't get snappy with me, Douglas."

Garrett stopped just before entering the bedroom and gawked at his mom. The was she was bent over made the towel creep up, exposing the bottom-half of her bare buttocks and her clean shaven clamshell. He could even see the puckered ring of her cute little butt hole.

Kristen peeked back at Garrett over her shoulder. She hungrily swiped her long pink tongue across her top lip and gave him a teasing wink.

The young teen's heart did sommersaults. He still couldn't believe that this was his own sweet mom fucking and teasing the shit out of him.

Kristen helped her husband into bed. She crawled up onto the mattress with him and her curled her smooth tan legs to the side.

"Can I ask you something?" Doug said.

"Of course you can."

He seemed hesitant, but asked anyway. "Does he hold you at night?"

Kristen giggled and shook her head. "Oh Doug."

"No, it's okay, it wouldn't make me mad...I mean, I know how much you like to cuddle."

Kristen gazed into his eyes with a smile. "Do you lay down here and imagine that he's holding me at night?"

"Well...honestly, yeah I guess I do." Doug answered, then seemed to be thinking hard on something.

Kristen could tell there was more. "What is it?"

"Ohh it's nothing, forget it."

"Doug, I will not forget it. Tell me what you're thinking."

He still seemed to have reservations. "If I tell you what happened you'll think I'm some sort of sicko or something."

Kristen smiled and rubbed his arm reassuringly. "I won't think you're a sicko."

"This morning after you left I ummm...I went into you and Garrett's bedroom. I saw his boxers laying next to your bra and panties and...I guess I just drew the conclusion that for some reason the two of you got naked together."

Kristen attempted to do some damage control. "Doug, I--"

Doug cut her off. "No let me finish. I think what surprised me more than seeing that and thinking that...was the way I reacted to it. In this twisted sick way...it was sort of exciting I guess."

"Exciting??" Kristen asked.

"Look. I know this might sound strange to you, but I was young once and I did happen to see my own mother naked accidentally on a couple of occasions. I'm not gonna lie to you, even though it was my own mom, it was extremely thrilling at that age. It's perverted I know."

Kristen shook her head, thinking seriously over his words. "No, it's not perverted. It's what boys do. It's how boys think."

"Well that doesn't make it right."

"Fuck right and wrong, Doug. It was your feelings...and you can't deny those, even if they seem wrong."

Doug still hung his head. "I know, but..."

"So what you're saying here is that when you found Garrett and I's clothes laying on the floor, the idea that he may have been getting to see his mom, me...in the nude...that aroused you in some way?"

Doug answered in an almost shameful tone. "I guess it did...yeah."

"Did it make you...did it give you an erection?"

"Not fully, but it definitely seemed to be on its way. I'm sorry babe, I shouldn't have told you this," he muttered.

"Are you kidding?? Doug, sweetie, this is progress. Yes it's a little out of the ordinary maybe, but I think whatever works at this point is what we need to focus on."

Doug giggled. "Kristen, don't be ridiculous. I'm not gonna have you getting naked in front of Garrett, that's just insane."

"Nobody said anything about me getting naked. I do think, however, if this is helping you to come alive again down there, then it's definitely something we should pursue further."

Doug seemed reserved. "I don't know...we'll have to think more on it I guess."

Kristen had the grin of a Cheshire cat. "Yes, we'll definitely think more on it."

23 Mom's Roommate More

by klrxo©

This is the second part to Mom's Roommate. Enjoy!*

"Oh wooow, Mom!" Garrett whimpered as he watched Kristen's tan bare buttocks beat against his midsection.

The naked mother fucked her cunt back onto the horny hardness of Garrett's teenaged dick as they went at it doggie-style on the center of the bed.

The handsome 18 year old youth watched in aroused fascination as the warm meaty ass rippled, clapping against midsection over and over. His vieny erection glistened with Kristen's juices as it emerged, her cunt-mouth clinging to the beefy prod. Then quickly he was buried again...his tender penis sinking into the hot liquid-spongy grip of Kristen's experienced pussy.

Over and over this process repeated, Kristen's curvy hips were like a machine tossing her naked mommy-ass back, her tan globes smacking against her son's loins.

Garrett looked up to see his mom peeking back at him, panting in pleasure. "Havin' fun?" She asked.

"Oh hell yeah!"

Kristen smiled naughtily. "Me too. If you grab my hips and thrust you'll send me to the stars."

Garrett grasps his mother's soft reeling hips and started driving his cock deep with rapid fuck-thrusts. Her buns trembled as their flesh collided.

Garrett's tongue hung out the side of his mouth as he stared hungrily at the backs of Kristen's hanging tits and the way they were swinging around wildly.

Kristen threw her head back, tossing her dark hair around. Her eyes went big and rolled back, her face contorting in pleasure. "Ohhh honey, fuck meeee hard! "

As Garrett fucked with all he had, he felt Kristen's cunt tighten around his gliding dong. The big titted mother dropped her head to the pillow, which muffled her orgasmic squeal.

"Ohhh shit!" The teen whimpered, announcing his own cum.

Garrett dropped back to his ankles, but Kristen rose and followed him back, bouncing on his lap.

The teen's cocktip spouted a huge blast of hot cum which swirled with the boiling blast of female juice that Kristen squirted along his hard cylinder.

"Hhhhnnggfff!" Garrett groaned as he felt his mother's hot liquid love cascade across his flopping balls.

The pleasure-struck couple fell back onto the bed and Garrett threw his arms around Kristen, grabbing a handful of tit as she continued to work her cunt on his dick. "Ohhhnngghh fucknshiiit!"she squealed.

It was quite the site...a middle aged mother laying upsidedown against her son's chest, arching her back as she fed her spewing cunt right down to her son's cockbase over and over.

The lucky teen whimpered as he sent big ribbons of spunk splashing along the hot sqeeezing tube of pink pussy-flesh. Kristen was showing her experience, rocking her hips and using her strong cunt muscles to milk her son's organ. All the while, her own orgasm made her body tremble and her cunt rippled and spewed it's hot juices around the rock hard boner.

Doug was at the kitchen table reading when he heard the front door close. Cassie ran out of the room. "GRANDMAAA!"

"Hello, my little angel." Doloris said, giving the youngster a kiss.

Doug wheeled himself into the front room. "She just had breakfast."

"Wonderful! Why don't you run out to the car with your Grandpa. He'll be sooo happy to see you." Doloris said to Cassie.

The little girl disappeared and Doloris glanced down the hallway. "I take it the two new roommates are still in bed?"

"Yeah...um...haven't seen them yet."

Doloris smiled. "Well...they must have been up late doing who knows what."

"Cute, Doloris...quite the imagination." Doug scowled.

"Oh you're wrong there, darling...I'm going only on what my daughter tells me. You should have heard her the other morning...like a girl who's found her true love all over again."

"True love...that's funny."

"Oh Dougie...there's nothing wrong with admitting defeat hon. My Kristen is a sexual woman...just like her mother. How's a woman like that suppose to stay truely satisfied with a man who...well, can't even get it up." Doloris giggled.

"Funny, since when did mine and Kristen's sex life become your business?"

"First of all, darling...you have no sex life...she's made that VERY clear...and second when it comes to the happiness of my daughter...like it or not I WILL voice my opinion."

"And your opinion is what exactly, Doloris." Doug asked.

"Well, it's fairly obvious, isn't it? Her and Garrett are falling in love."

"That's rediculous." Doug exclaimed.

"Is it? They're sharing a mattress before you even get home from the hospital. She tells me she's been spending every waking moment with Garrett, like she can't get enough of him."

"He's our son, Doloris."

"Yes...but even mothers and sons fall in love sometimes." Doloris said as she looked down the hallway.

Doug turned and joined the stare at Kristen and Grarrett's door.

"Makes you wonder what could be going on behind that locked door. The idea excites you...doesn't it? Or so I'm told." Deloris said.

Doug sat there fuming as Doloris strode toward the front door, her full matronly buttocks swinging beneath her skirt. "Tell Kristen we'll have the little one back before six"

Before exiting, Doloris glanced back at Doug and snickered pitifully.

Doug wheeled down the hall, stopping at Garrett and Kristen's bedroom. He gently tried the handle, but found it locked. He listened carefully for any noise from the inside, but heard nothing.

A half hour later Doug was back at the kitchen table reading the paper when Kristen sashayed in wearing only a short silk robe.

"Good morning!"

"Your parents have already been here...to pick up Cassie."

"Oh good. Poor thing..it was all she could talk about last night...spending the day with Grandma and Grandpa."

"So...I was thinking maybe we could hit a few stores today...maybe grab some lunch?" Doug said.

"Oh honey i'd like to, but I already promised Garrett I'd spend the day at the beach with him."

"Well great..I'm up for the beach."

Kristen giggled. "Oh Doug, don't be silly. That's all we need is that wheelchair tipping over in the sand."

"Well I'll stay up near the boardwalk then."

Kristen seemed a tad perturbed. "Fine...but Garrett and I are laying down by the water. I'm not going to the beach so I can hang out by the boardwalk."

Kristen entered the bedroom as Garrett was slipping on his trunks. "Ready for the four S' s today mom?"

"Which are?"

Garrett smiled. "Surf, sand, sun and sex."

"Sure, but your father's going," she answered disappointed.

"Ohh...so much for the sex."

Kristen let the robe slip from her body. She stepped to her drawers completely naked. "Don't even say that. We're having sex on the beach today...I don't care how sneaky we have to be."

Garrett glanced at the doorway, then at Kristen with surprise. "Mom...the door's wide open."

"Ha..oh well."

"You don't want dad to see you like that...in front of me."

Kristen giggled as she stepped up to her boy and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What, it's not like I'm holding you...with my big tits crushed up against your chest," she said, mashing her naked tits against the teen's chest.

Kristen began to give her son sensual kisses. "It's not like we're making out or anything," she muttered between kisses.

Before Garrett could answer his mom's tongue was in his mouth, wrestling with his. The teen nervously glanced at the open doorway.

Before he knew it, Kristen pulled herself up onto him, wrapping her strong tan legs around his waist. He instinctively grabbed her soft thighs, holding her up.

"It's not like I'm in here with you between my thighs, whispering naughty things like how I want you to throw me on the bed and fuck the shit out of me all day."

"Ohh Jesus, Mom!"

They suddenly heard Doug's voice from down the hallway. "Kristen, you down there?"

"Oh shit!" Garrett muttered.

"Take off your trunks and get naked." Kristen whispered between kisses.

"Mom, are you crazy?"

"Sweetie, hurry..pull them off."

Garrett shucked his shorts. His cock was rock hard and was trapped between their tummies.

Doug's voice was closer...near the doorway. "Kristen?"

The naked housewife tightened her clutch, smothering her warm curvy body against her teen . "Take me into our cave."

Garrett carried his mom into the closet just as Doug wheeled into the bedroom doorway. "You guys in here?"

As Garrett carried his mom to the back of the man cave, Kristen whispered in his ear. "Answer him. I'm not in here."

"Just me, dad. I'm uhhh..getting ready."

"Oh ok...where's your mom?" Doug asked.

Garrett felt Kristen clutch his erection and give a few slow tender strokes. "Pin me against the wall," she whispered.

"Umm..not really sure." Garrett answered to Doug.

Garrett felt his mom feed his cocktip into her creamy groove. Kristen let it go and sighed as she felt it sink all the way to her cervix.

"Ok...well when you see her...tell her the van should be here in about fifteen minutes. I'm gonna get ready."

Garrett could hardly answer as he felt hot pussy collapse around his throbbing dick. "Tell him to come over here." Kristen whispered.

"What? Mom, are you nuts?!"

"Just do it...he can't see us."

Garrett raised his voice again. "Hey dad...can you come here a sec."

Doug wheeled over to the closet doorway, but between the darkness and the silk curtain he couldn't see much at all.

"It's pitch black in there...want some light?" Doug said, reaching for the switch.

No, no...don't turn on the light. I'm uhhh...getting dressed."

Kristen clutched her son's ass with her long nails, setting Garrett's hips in motion. "Fuck me," she whispered, gazing at her husband's silhouette in the doorway.

"So what did you need?" Doug asked.

"Well...umm...are my trunks out there?"

"Yeah, they're right here on the floor."

Garrett's sighed as he felt his cock slip through Kristen's gripping birth canal. The feeling of being trapped in the clutch of her warm luscious, big titted body was absolutely euphoric. "Ok...um...could you you toss them in here?"

Doug picked them up and tossed them into the darkened closet.

"How can you even see what you're doing in there?"

Garrett sunk his fingers into his mom's soft ass. "I'm just kinda...feeling my way around."

Kristen snickered softly.

"Careful what you touch, you could find yourself buried deep in your mother's stuff." Doug said.

Garrett thrust his cock all the way in and flexed it, making Kristen's body trembled. "True, dad..buried real deep."

Doug started away. "Well I better get ready to go. The van will be here shortly."

"Follow him." Kristen whispered, cluching tightly.

Garrett carried his mom out into the bedroom, their genitals still grinding together. "Fuck me in the hallway...right outside his door."

"Jesus, Mom..are you sure?"

"Yes come on, it'll be fun."

Doug wheeled over to his dresser and took out a few items of clothing.

He heard a dull THUD in the hallway and looked toward the open door. "Kristen, that you?

Just around the corner Garrett was nailing Kristen against the wall. Her tan curvy body clung to the teen, her cute little bare feet drumming against his lean humping ass.

"Yes hon...just getting some towels for the beach." Kristen answered.

"Oh good...could you help me out with a few things?"

Kristen breath quivered as she held her son's head against her shoulder, combing her nails through his hair as he fucked with all he had. "Be there as soon as I can, Doug. I'm gonna be held up for just a little while longer."

Garrett groaned as he felt the slippery pressure of Kristen's cunt walls encasing his cock. Her oversized tits jiggled and sloshed, squashed against her son's chest.

"Harder...HARDER!" Kristen shouted as she started rhythmically thrusting her burning pussy into the young stud's prick.

"What was that, hon?" Doug called out.

"I was talking to Garrett...he said he lost his um...phone and I told him to look harder."

The lust was mounting through Kristen's lush naked body, her big clit throbbing each time her son's big dick glided across it.

Panting on his mother's shoulder, Garrett reamed out her pussy with long rapid thrusts. The clutching cunt gurgled its hot juice around his prick as it clung to the spearing rod.

Suddenly, Kristen's eyes lit up. "DOUG...I'M CUUUMMMINGG!"

"OK..thanks babe." Doug answered.

A fountain of cum rose up from Garrett's balls and the teen whimpered as long streams of cum spurted into Kristen's sopping wet cunt. Their bodies jerked and shook...it was a very long, hard and thrilling orgasm for both of them.

When the spasms finally subsided, she giggled vixenishly and pulled his head down for a long, tongue-sucking kiss.

"Oh my God, that was fun." Kristen sighed.

"Fun and dangerous." Garrett whispered.

Kristen giggled. "Makes it all the more exciting. Now put me down so I can throw something on and see what your father needs. I told him I was coming, remember?"

A short time later Kristen and Garrett followed the handicapped Van in Kristen's SUV.

Garrett was at the wheel and glanced over at his mom. "So...do you ever think you and dad will have sex again?"

"Maybe. It's hard to say. Even if we do...I think it'll be a while before he's able to give me what I need. Right now your father's not even able to achieve an erection."

"Damn, that would suck!" Garrett said.

"Yeah...for his wife especially. I'm in my sexual prime. The last thing I need in my life is limp-dicked husband."

"Man, all I have to do is look at a pretty girl and I get it up." Garrett giggled.

"And we pretty girls love guys who can get it up. Nothing makes our hearts flutter and our pussies throb more than a long, rock hard dick."

"Well I've had plenty of erections here lately..that's for sure."

Kristen glanced at his crotch and wet her lips. "I love your erections. Your shaft is so strong and sturdy...and that big juicy bell-shaped tip...mmmm yummy! Your dad's disability has been frustrating for me. It's nice knowing I have a hard young dick around to take me away from all of it."

"Geez, Mom... I'm getting hard just thinking about the past few days."

"Oh honey, the past few days have only been the tip of the iceberg. You wouldn't believe the exciting things I have planned for you and I." Kristen explained.

Garrett glanced down at the stiff lump protruding up from his trunks. "Great...thanks, Mom. Yet again...another boner."

Kristen reached over and rubbed it between her fingers. "Ohh poor baby, do you need Mommy to suck on it while you drive?"

Garrett sighed excitedly and looked over to see Kristen gazing hungrily back at him. "Do you want Mommy to suck it to orgasm?"

Before he could answer his mother slid onto her knees and leaned over the center console, fishing the rigid pecked from her boy's trunks. The sexy housewife leaned over his groin and gazed at the flaring cockhead and long bulging cylinder of cockmeat. "Oh God I love your dick."

She cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed gently, as if weighing the jism they contained. "I spent the night draining those balls and look at that...already full."

Her hand slipped up and wrapped around the root of his cock. She squeezed it in her tiny fist, feeling its thick rigidity. "Mmm...my sweetheart's throbbing."

Pursing her lips Kristen blew a hot breath over the shiny head of Garrett's cock. The teen shuddered as pleasure pulsed through his athletic body. Another breath steamed from between her lips and billowed the twitching cocktip. A trickle of cum oozed from his piss-slit and ran down his cock. "Oouuhhh somebody's liking that." Kristin giggled.

Garrett glanced down to see his mom tilt his boner back and lick his balls. Her tongue was long and experienced, undilating wildly around each testicle, battering them with her tongue tip.

She sucked one into her mouth, lapping at its underside greedily. It popped from her lips and she sluped the other one inside her mouth. Garrett whimpered as he felt her tongue plow against the tender nut.

Kristen ran her flattened tongue up along his cock in one long slurping stroke, then flutter kissed the underside of his cock knob lovingly.

Garrett's hips buckled. "Ohhh shit, Mom!"

"Careful, honey...don't run the car off the road." Kristen giggled.

She kissed around the head of his dick, then fluttered her tongue tip against the frenum.

"Ohhh wow that feels soo good!"

"Well sweetie, this is only teasing. I haven't ever started sucking your dick yet." Kristen said.

"Will you please?" Garrett sighed.

"Are you ready for me to suck, love?"

"Yess."

Kristen rubbed her cheek against the erection, like a cat on a scratching post. "Are you ready for me to nurse on that boner while you fuck my mouth like a pussy?!"

"Ohhh Goddamn." Garret muttered, thrusting his dick up along his mom's face.

Kristen grabbed the prick at the root and swirled her strong pink tongue around the head. She slipped the throbbing tip into her mouth and nursed on the leaky slit. Garrett instinctively tilted his hips, trying to feed more cock into her hot mouth.

Kristen's head started bobbing up and down, taking more dick into her mouth. Her long brown hair spread out like a curtain on his lap as her lips sunk further and further down his shaft.

"Unghhhh," she gagged as his cock clogged her throat.

Her lips rose to the tip and her tongue slithered around the flaring knob, twisting wetly around it's surface. The pink prick tip was battered with a series of quick flailing licks before being sucked back into her hot mouth.

Kristen's head bobbed and her lips pulled on the meat as it glided along her wiggling tongue.

Her lips sunk straight to his scrotum and Garrett felt his meat sink into his mom's throat. "Hhmnnnggghhhfff!" Kristen's mouth gurgled as she plastered her lips to the hilt.

Garrett groaned and put his hand behind his mom's head, holding her in place, gorged on his cock. For ten long seconds the loving mother let her son's boner soak in her throat. Just before she came up for air, she felt the cockhead expand.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" Garrett trembled.

Kristen took a quick gasping breath, but before she could swallow again a big milky rope of spunk splashed against her lips. " Yess..CUM, honey!

In a flash she gobbled up the pulsing boner, lowering her luscious lips all the way to the hairless hilt of her son's cum spitting cock. "HHHNNGGNNFFFNNGGG!" Kristen's throat gurgled as it swallowed two hot blasts of cum.

She drew her lips up his cock and another gooey spurt skimmed across her tongue.

Kristen sucked and swallowed, whimpering hungrily as she pulled the cum up from his balls. Her tongue floated through a sea of hot jism as the spunk swirled through her mouth and down her throat.

It was all Garrett could do to keep the car on the road as the intense pleasure vibrated through his penis. "Ohhhh ssssshit!"

When the cum spurts stopped, Kristen wrapped her hand around the base of the erection and pumped up and down, making sure she milked out every drop. Her boy shuddered as she twirled her strong tongue around and around the sensative glass.

Finally the cock hungry mother lifted her lips off the cock and it popped from her mouth like the cork from a bottle.

"Jesusss, Mom!" Garrett sighed.

Kristen licked her lips. "Mmm, that was yummy, but I'm horny as fuck now," she said, sliding her hand under her skirt and rubbing her cunt.

Kristin looked off the side of the road. " I need you! Pull off to the side of the road."

"Mom, are you sure...out here?"

Kristen raked her fingers through the thick creamy folds of her cunt. Her clit stuck out like a stump in a swamp and she rubbed back and for across the rubbery nub. "Yesss...just pull off!"

The ramp of the handicap van lowered Doug to the ground.

"Wow...like having your own limo huh?" Misty said as she strolled over from across the parking lot.

"Hey, sis."

"Good to see you out and about, big brother." Misty said cheerfully.

Doug scanned the lot. "Thanks. Wonder what happened to Kristen and Garrett...they were right behind us a few minutes ago."

Misty smiled knowingly. "Maybe they stopped to get gas or something. I'm sure they'll be along."

On the backseat of Kristen's SUV, Garrett's well toned ass rose and fell between his mom's tan thighs. Both were naked only from the waist down and made out like hungry animals as their bodies beat together.

The curvy mother had her arms folded under her son's, holding on desperately to his shoulders as she felt the power of his fuck-thrusts. "Ohhh baby, fuck me as hard as you can!!"

Garrett took savage strokes, making her whole curvaceous body tremble and vibrate. His cock appeared, glistening with juices, then sank to the hilt, his balls making a wet smack against her ass globes over and over.

"FUCK!" Kristen shouted, in a cute little mommy-scream. "Fuck -- fuck --fuck!"

Her fuck-hole gripped him firmly on the backstroke, so that he had to yank back hard against the suction of her cunt. Her cunt muscles began to ripple.

The inner rings contracted in a series of circles, running up his prick from the root to the knob, as if she were frigging him off inside her fuck-box.

"Uuhhh wooow, Mom!" Was all the teen could mutter as pleasure surged through his humping frame.

Bowed open around her boy, her silky legs hung in the air, knees propped back. Her cute little tan bare feet with their red painted toenails clenched and flex from the exquisite pleasure she was receiving.

Kristen's back suddenly arched from the carseat, her head twisting to the side. "I'M CUMMMINNGG! OHH GOD I'M CUMMING HARD! OHH FUCK GARRETT!!"

Garrett's cock was now merely a slimy blur as it pounded in and out. Having cum so hard from his blowjob, he knew he would be able to fuck his Mom straight through her orgasm.

Kristen's pussy tightened its grip and squirted three hot blasts of liquid girl-cum against the hard pistoning shaft-meat.

Garrett heard her emit a primitive grunt and as her warm flesh trembled around him, he knew he was taking her to paradise.

Just as Kristen came down from the first, another thundering cum shook her mature body. "OHHHNNGOD AGAIN!!"

This time the convusing mother grasped onto her boy so hard, Garret could hardly move. Her legs slid down, but stayed locked around his frame like a fleshy hardness. She pulled her pussy up and pushed it down, frigging on two or three inches of cock-shaft.

With his face to her neck, the young teen felt like he was encased in warm smothering mommy-flesh as Kristen fucked herself up into his young body, using it to get her off hard.

His cock throbbed and vibrated in the wet sponge grip of Kristen's cunt. The teenaged cock-knob dipped into the creamy mouth of her cervix, which felt like a gooey tongue on his glans.

Kristen's body quaked and cum pulsed against Garrett's rigid organ, washing it in more cream.

"Ggggnnnaaahhhh!!" Kristen cried, which acted like a trigger in Garrett's balls.

Tucked in the crack of her ass, Kristen felt his scrotum tighten.

A huge geyser of hot spunk erupted from his piss-slit, soaking Kristen's cervix.

"Oooohhhhhh!" Garrett moaned as his mom worked his pulsing dong with her experienced cunt muscles.

She could feel his cock quiver and flex as it shot huge ribbons of jism, stirring their orgasmic juices together into a hot creamy froth around the rigid meat.

Still writhing frantically, their panting became quiet and both mother and son held their breath as their bodies were hit hard. Neither one breathed for what seemed like forever, as only their bodies jerked and trembled, as if passing the orgasm back and forth between them.

Finally, both of them hissed, then fought to catch their breath.

They laid there in a heap of flesh as if their bodies were melting together.

"God, that was amazing!" Kristen said.

"You can say that again."

"Garrett..." Kristen said, getting his attention.

Resting on his elbows Garrett looked down to see Kristen gazing up at him dreamily. Her hair was disheveled, but sexy. Her big bown eyes beamed. "I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too."

Kristen smiled timidly. "I know this is gonna sound cruel, but I wish your dad had never come home."

"Why?"

"After he left, I started to feel a very unmotherly attraction to you and I could tell you were feeling the same towards me. Even though we never talked about it...or acted on those feelings...it was a pretty magical two months after your father left." Kristen said.

"Yeah it was."

Kristen smiled slyly. "Which parts do you remember most?"

"It was a couple days after dad left...we were at the table eating dinner..."

"I remember. That's when our eyes met from acoss the table...and do you remember what happened?" Kristen asked.

"We just kept staring at each other." Garrett answered.

"Yup...I think the seeds of love were being planted at that moment."

"And who could forget the following night...when we took Misty to the parade." Garrett said with a big smile.

"Hey, it was cold that night and dummy here forgot her jacket."

"So you decided to climb inside my jacket with me." Garrett said with a grin.

Kristen smiled naughty. "That coat was big enough for two...besides, I didn't hear you complaining at the time."

"Uhhh no way!"

"And why was that...was it because we were hugging inside that coat for a half-hour and these big ole boobs were squashed against your chest?" Kristen asked.

"I never even noticed." Garrett joked.

"Yeah right, I could feel that hard-on against me the whole time. I could feel it pulse when you started creaming your jeans."

Garrett blushed a bit. "That was embarrassing."

"Why...you were doing what came natural. Do you remember what I said to you while it was happening?"

"Yeah...you hugged me even tighter and whispered in my ear that it was ok." Garrett said.

"It was more than ok...it was wonderful. We were falling in love even then...and I was making you cum for the very first time." Kristen said with a warm loving smile.

"Well I came a lot of times after that...just thinking about that night...and this certain afternoon after school."

Kristen giggled. "You must be referring to the afternoon you saw me naked."

"It was the middle of the day...and your bedroom door was wide open, Mom."

Kristen smiled. "I know it was and there was a reason I was naked when you got home. I wanted you to see my body."

"Wait a minute...so that was on purpose? I guess that's why you just stood there and didn't really say anything."

"Well...just for the record...you could have walked right away, but if I recall you just stood there gawking."Kristen said with a wink.

"What do you expect...I have a mom with an amazing body...which includes the biggest tits I've ever seen."

Kristen laughed, then got serious. "You know...you could have come in, thrown me on the bed and fucked me and I probably wouldn't have stopped you."

"Even then...before dad came back?"

"Honey...every move I've made has been to get you into my heart...and between my legs. I forgot my jacket on purpose on parade night. I wanted into yours with you. All the winks and long lingering stares...all the times where it seemed like I was displaying myself for you...all those things were done on purpose. Even sharing a bedroom...it wasn't about accommodating your father...it was about getting closer to you. It was about getting you into my bed and making you mine." Kristen explained.

"Well I am yours."

Kristen rubbed his face tenderly with her nails. "And I'm yours. I won't abandoned your father...but he's not the man rocking my world anymore nor the man who has my heart. You are."

Garrett and Kristen arrived at the beach to find Doug relaxing in his wheelchair on the boardwalk. "What happened...did you two get lost?"

"Forgot the towels, so we had to go back to the house. Did Misty show up?"

Doug pointed out to the crashing surf. "Yeah...she went for a swim."

"Sounds like a great idea. It's hot today!" Garrett said.

Kristen pointed to an area of beach about a stones-throw from where they stood with Doug. "Honey, let's set up over there."

"Cool, Mom." Garrett answered, rushing over and setting up his chair and cooler.

"You should put some sunscreen on, Doug. You know how easy you burn." Kristen said.

"Yeah yeah i know...not all of us are lucky enough to get a golden brown tan."

Kristen smile as she leaned down and gave him a peck. "Speaking of tan, I'm gonna go work on mine. Text me if you need anything."

Doug watched his wife sashay over to where Garrett was set up. He watched her spread a towel out on the sand, then lift the beach dress over her head.

"Damn!" Doug muttered as he gawked at his gorgous wife.

Kristen wore an extremely skimpy white bikini. The top was Bandeau style which was clearly fighting to contain the enormity of her tits. Her string bikini bottoms were scrunch butt style, leaving half her luscious tan ass globes exposed.

Garrett gulped in awe as he took it in. "Jesus, Mom...you're give dad a heart attack in that thing."

Kristen glanced at her husband as she adjusted her top, making her bulging tit meat quake. "Oh I'm sure I'll get a lecture on how inappropriate it is...but he'll get over it."

"Well I'm going for a swim...before I get another boner." Garrett said, rushing towards the surf.

Doug watched his son rush towards the water and heard his wife giggle and shout out a comment. "And that would be a bad thing why?"

As Garrett neared the surf his Aunt Misty was stepping from the water in a bikini that also provided little coverage. The baby blue bikini top was more like two triangular patches covering only about a third of her huge tits. She was a beautiful woman and looked much like the British actress Haley Atwell. Her wet tan skin glowed in the sun and the bulging flesh of her breasts trembled obscenely as she pranced towards her nephew. "Hey handsome!"

"Hey Aunt Misty...Mom's up there."

Misty stepped up to Garrett, ringing out her wet hair.

"How was your roadside quicky?"

Garrett giggled. "It was good."

"Did you make her cum on your dick?"

Garrett blushed a little. "Yeah."

She grazed his cheek with her nails, glancing down at his bulge. "Good boy. Your Mom and I have a surprise for you later...it's right down there." Misty said, pointing down the beach.

Garrett looked in that direction. "What is it?"

"Well if I told you it wouldn't be a suprise silly. Don't worry, you're gonna like it." Misty said, smiling naughtily as she strode away.

Garrett couldn't help but watch his Aunt sashay off and his mouth fell open as he discovered she was wearing string bikini bottoms. Misty's tan meaty buttocks swung provocatively, the rounded globes on full display. Garrett turned and sprinted into the water.

Kristen was sprawled out on her tummy on the towel. She watched her sister-in-law approach. "Trying to give my boyfriend a hard-on?"

Misty giggled. "This is my 'husband's out of town' bikini."

"Well, unfortunately my husband's not...so this is about as skimpy as I can get away with. I saw a Malibu micro bikini that I absolutely loved."

"Have you seen the new sling bikinis they have? I soooo want one." Misty said, spreading out a towel and laying next to Kristen.

"Soo...were you able to get here early enough to do what we talked about?" Kristen asked.

"Of course. You should know by now that I wouldn't dare not follow through on a plan when it benefits me."

Kristen's cell rang. She rolled her eyes and answered on speaker."Hey hon, watcha' need?"

"You two can't be serious about laying around like that in front of Garrett?" Doug's voice said.

"Laying around like what? We're not NAKED?!"

"You might as well be, Kristen...come on...look at those bikinis"

Misty giggled. Kristen just shook her head. "Doug...we're at the beach..gimme a fucking break.

"He's not a little boy, Dougie. He can handle seeing us in skimpy bikinis." Misty chimed in.

Doug started to respond, but Kristen cut him off. "You're breaking up...GOODBYYYE!!"

Misty giggled as Kristen hung up the phone. "Still on the suspicious war path I see?"

"That...or he's afraid sitting back there watching me display my ass for our son might give him a hard-on."

Misty laughed. "Seriously?"

"Yes...Doug told me the other night that the thought of Garrett and I being naked together in our bedroom excites him. "

"No way!"

"Yup."

"Hmmm...have you thought about using that...as a type of sexual therapy for Doug?" Misty asked.

Kristen nodded. "I have. From what he's said...I think that type of therapy might even help him achieve erections."

"Well maybe that's what you need then...to get your sex life back on track."

Kristen giggled. "Oh trust me, my sex life is on track...in fact it's racing down the track at high speed."

Misty laughed. "Well so is mine...but we do have to pity fuck our husbands once in awhile."

"I know...I'm just so enamored with Garrett right now...the thought of sex with Doug just seems so...dull and boring. Although I have to admit, flirting with Garrett in front of Doug has been fun."

Garrett arrived soaking wet from his dip. "That water's perfect!"

"You're perfect!" Kristen said, looking him up and down.

Misty smiled mischiviously. "Perfectly naughty from what I've heard...oh and saw. Let's not forget about the show you two lovebirds gave me in the woods the other day. Careful, that's how Tracy Davis got caught a few weeks ago."

"I heard her husband was divorcing her. She got caught?"

"Yup...hubby followed her into the woods...caught her fucking a college guy in the back seat of her pretty little Mercedes."

As Misty and Kristen chatted, Garrett sat in his beach chair behind them. He had a front row seat to the skimpy bikini show, starring Mom and Aunt Misty. The teen couldn't help but gawk at the backs of their tan shimmering legs and the meaty mounds of their scantily clad asses. He could see the sides of their big mature breasts distending out as they lay flattened against the sand.

His Aunt Misty's ass was practically naked. The thong disappeared, smothered between the rounded globes, then emerged at the top where a small row of beads centered the cross strap. Her shapely legs were spread slightly so the teen could see the tiny patch of fabric and the obvious outline of her bulging cunt.

His eyes traveled between Kristen's legs to find her tiny bikini gusset moulded around her clam shell, her thick outer lips bulging out the sides obscenely. The scrunch butt bottoms were like a triangle of cloth hugging her meaty buttocks, leaving half the smooth tan cheeks exposed. The bottoms of her cheeks formed a sexy crease, the borderline between luscious ass and a set of strong silky-smooth tan legs.

"Shit." Garrett muttered, remembering how he'd spent the last few days banging the hell outta that.

"Enjoying the view back there?" Kristen asked.

He looked up to see both his Kristen and Misty's heads turned, gazing back at him.

"Best view ever!"

The women giggled. "I told Garrett that you and I have a surprise for him down the beach a little ways."

Kristen kicked her legs up, arching her sexy feet. "Mmm...we sure do."

Doug surveyed the threesome from the boardwalk. His mind raced with a combination of emotions as he watched how his wife and sister were clearly displaying themselves for Garrett.

Kristen looked at her hubby for a moment, with a mischievous smile. "Garrett will you hand me my tanning oil babe," she asked.

Garrett fished the Coopertone from his pack and gave it to Kristen. The big busted mother turned over, sat up and started lathering her body. She was positioned right in front of her son, commanding his attention.

Doug watched as his wife limberly lifted a leg, stretching it out and making it flex, her toes pointed at her boy as she coated its smooth flesh with oil. She brought the knee of her leg back, bowing open her leg to apply oil to the inside of her soft thigh.

Doug felt his body shiver as he imagined the view between Kristen's legs his son must be enjoying.

He was right...Garrett's eyes got big as the bikini stretched around Kristen's smouldering cunt, making it bulge out obscenely from her leg being kicked back. She applied oil to the other leg, giving her boy a wink as she put on her show.

As she brought her other knee back, opening up her crotch again, Kristen made eye contact with Doug and fed him a sly smile as if knowing what this might be doing to him.

Misty smiled as she watched her sister-in-law thrust her huge tits out and squirt oil on the bulging shelf of tit-flesh. She marveled at the way the side of Kristen's boob sloped down into an enormous contour that looked like it could split the Bandeau style top in two. "Damn those are big tits, Kristen!"

"Hey, yours aren't exactly small there, Girly."

"True...home grown...that's what my momma always said. Do you like women with big tits, Garrett?" Misty asked.

"He better!" Kristen said with a stern glare.

"Hell yeah I do." Garrett said with a smile.

"So, Mom...have you given him a tour of the universe yet?" Misty asked.

Kristen giggled. "He's gotten shown around a little, but I don't think he's got the full tour yet?"

"Tour of the universe?" Garrett asked.

"When a big breasted girl rides and your looking right up at her tits while they swing...then she takes you over and under and inbetween..." Misty explained, making Kristen giggle. "That's what we girls call giving a tour of the universe."

Garrett gulped hard. "Sounds like a fun tour to me."

"Well then maybe we better all take a little walk...what do you say, Kristen?"

Kristen stood up, her golden brown body glistening with oil. She stood just in front of Garrett, towering over him. Garrett stared up and watched her udjust her bikini top. The butt of her oozing breasts peeked out, revealing and underside of cleavage as the buxom mother adjusted her bandeau to keep her bobbling boobs covered. "I'm ready...just let me see if Doug needs anything."

Doug watched his knockout wife walk towards him.

"Hon, we're going for a walk down the beach. Do you need anything?"

"Yeah...an apology...for hanging up on me." Doug answered.

"Doug, please...don't start. Do you need anything or not?"

"I got the sun...I got my beer. Life is good." Doug said, sipping his drink.

"No flirting with any young bikini sluts while I'm gone." Kristen teased.

"I'll try." Doug said.

Doug watched the three start off down the beach. Kristen was on one side of Garrett, Misty on the other...each holding Garrett's hand. He was clearly the envy of every guy on the beach.

"So how are you guys keeping all the sex from Doug?" Misty asked.

"Very carefully." Kristen answered.

"I dont know...I wouldn't call having sex right outside dad's bedroom door careful." Garrett said.

The women giggled. "No, but you have to admit...it was a thrill."

Misty squeezed Garrett's hand. "Oh my God, that's awesome! I've talked to Rich on the phone while having sex with another guy and I can't even explain to you how good it made my orgasms."

"Ohhh I wanna try that. Let's try that okay babe?" Kristen said excitedly, squeezing her son's hand.

"Jesus Mom, if your orgasms are any stronger you'll drown me."

Both women burst out laughing.

"Oh stop...you love it when I squirt on your dick."

"Does it make his cock take off like a rocketship?" Misty asked.

"The first few times...but I must say his stamina is getting much much better."

"Well that's not an easy thing for a young man. Women our age have very strong cunt muscles. I don't know about your mom, but when I cum hard and my pussy starts to squirt, it closes up like a vice. It takes a rock hard cock with lots of staying-power to fuck a woman through that." Misty explained.

Misty stopped at a beach tent, which was down the beach by itself, away from the other crowd.

"I bet Garrett could do that." Kristen said confidently.

Misty knelt down and unzipped the tent door, grinning at Garrett naughtily. "Well...why don't we find out."

Garrett looked at his mom, who also had a big grin. "Told you we had a surprise for you."

Misty crawled inside, followed by Kristen. Garrett looked around, excited, but unsure. There was no one else around and the crashing surf would drown out any noise from inside the tent. He heard the two women giggle.

"Gaaaarreeet," he heard his mom call in a sexy tone.

The teen peeked inside and saw the women curled on their sides across from eachother on a queen-sized air mattress covered in a fluffy comforted. Both Kristen and Misty were naked, their tits hanging heavy, one stacked on top of the other.

"Ready for that tour of the universe?" Misty asked.

Garrett crawled in, his heart racing with excitement. He fell back between the two beauties and they hovered over him hungrily.

"Better zip that door up, Momma bear. Things are about to get really fucking crazy in here." Misty said, twisting her tongue in her mouth.

While Kristen zipped them in, Misty reached over and started some music. Garrett recognized the Beyonce tune. It had a sexy beat and the two women crawled back and hovered over him on their knees dancing to it.

The teen's mouth hung open as he gazed up at their gyrating bodies. Their huge breasts rocked and bobbled, big nipples protruding out from wide areola.

Garrett gazed over at Misty's pussy as it swiveled near his face. Her pubis was completely shaved, forming a perfectly smooth tan V all the way to a puffy clam shell.

His head turned to see his mom's cunt, framed by wide child bearing hips, rocking to the beat from side to side. Unlike Misty's cunt, Kristen had a cute little, perfectly trimmed triangle of pubic fur.

The women reached down and worked together to pull off his trunks uncovering the rock hard column of cock flesh that jutted out from his body.

Misty wrapped her fingers around it and gave it a few slow strokes as if measuring it's length. "Mmmm it so BIG."

Kristen raked her fingers against her son's scrotum. "And his balls...feel how smooth and full they are."

Garrett sighed as he felt his balls being massaged in each woman's hand. He could feel their long nails digging through soft scrotum, grazing along the meat of his nuts.

Misty peeked down at him. "Do you like having big balls, sweetheart?"

Garrett nodded.

"Do you like the way they beat against your mom's ass when you fuck her?" Misty asked.

"Mmmm I know Mom does." Kristen added.

Misty took the cock back in her hand, feeling its hardness throb. "Mmm so long and hard and thick."

Misty squeezed hard around the root, then tilted the erection, pointing it towards the roof of the tent. She brushed her hair to one side of her head, then took his cock in her hungry mouth. Her wet tongue lapped at the head of his prick, laving it with her warm saliva. "Mmmmm."

While Misty started sucking dick, Kristen crawled over the top of her boy. Holding herself up, with a hand planted on both sides of him, the lusty mother gazed down in his eyes naughtily. Her big tan tits hung down from her chest, barely grazing him. Slowly, she lowered herself down onto him, her boobs rolling out like soft dough against his chest. Kristen buried her face in his neck and started battering it with wet licks.

"Mmmmnnn hmmmmnn."

Garrett whimpered in pleasure, looking up overy his mom's shoulder. He could feel his cock gliding through his Aunt Misty's hot mouth, his flaring cockhead ramming the back of her throat.

Misty pumped at the base with her circling fist, stuffing her mouth full of meat on every stroke. The teen could feel her experienced tongue going wild in her mouth, dragging along the vieny underside as she rose up, then twirling it around the bulbous tip twice before swallowing it back down.

His mom's licks were making his body shiver. Kristen looked like a female vampire layed out against her son with her face buried in his neck. Her strong tongue plowed at the sensitive tendons, knowing just the spots to hit, lighting the erogenous zone on fire.

Garrett gasped with pleasure wrapping his arms around Kristen and squeezing her tighter to his body. His mom reacted, whimpering as her tongue went into overdrive...flailing wildly against his flesh.

"Hot damn, Mom!" He hissed, pleasure filled eyes widening as he stared off into space, basking in the sensations.

Misty's head bobbed up and down as she sucked the boy's dick in a steady rythm. Her mouth made a lewd slurping sound as she gurgled his sweet slimy seepage down her gullet.

Kristen rose from his chest, kissing and licking her way down his body until she joined Misty at her son's cock.

"Isn't it yummy?" Kristen asked.

"Mmm hmmm." Misty hummed, nursing hungrily.

Kristen looked up at her son as she clutched his nuts and tenderly massaged. "Does that feel good baby? Do you like the way Aunt Misty is sucking your hard cock?"

"Uhhh huh."

The boner popped from Misty's mouth and she drug her wet lips across the fleshy underside. "Such a young hard dick!"

Kristin fluttered her tongue up the rigid stalk. "I'm in love with this young hard dick."

She pulled at the loose skin between his penis and balls, making the erection rise and point straight up between their faces. Both women's eyes got big and their cunts quivered as they gazed in awe at the fleshy pillar.

"HOLY FUUUCK!" Misty exclaimed excitedly.

Kristen giggled like an excited schoolgirl, her tongue starting to slither from her mouth. She put it to use...battering the bulbous tip with wet licks. Misty joined her and the knob was buried in a pink curtain of twirling tongues.

"Ohhhh man!" Garrett shuddered as he felt the strong wet mommy-tongues scub his glans.

Kristen's mouth slipped over the head and nursed while Misty drug her tongue down the shaft with one big lick, then sucked one of his nuts into her mouth.

Both women began working in unisone, one gorging on his prick while the other sucked his balls.

Garrett looked down in awe at the two bobbing heads. His mom's lips looked so sexy stretched in a wide circle around his cock. Then she slid down and took every inch of her son's prick into her maw. Her chin pressed to his balls and her nose nestled in his wiry pubic vee until her lips were glued to the root of his prick.

"Hooly shit." The teen muttered.

Misty giggled, a saliva covered testicle plopping from her mouth.

"Look at you...you sword swallowing mommy!"

Kristen came up for air, then took him straight back to the balls.

"Unghhhh!" she gagged as his flaring slab clogged into her gullet, spilling out goo.

Misty got onto her knees and tossed her hair to one side as she leaned over, waiting for Kristen to come up for air again.

As Kristen gasped, Garrett's mom's mouth was replaced by Misty's. Not to be outdone, her lips sunk all the way to the hilt. She gurgled as she raised and lowered her lips just a little over and over, showing her experience and allowing her nephew to fuck her throat.

Kristen went to work on his balls, fluttering her tongue all over his ballsack.

Misty's wet lips slid smoothly up and down the rigid prick, using her mouth like a pussy. After about every ten slurps the knob slipped from her mouth and her tongue danced around on it's shiny engorged surface.

Kristen sucked one of her son's nuts like a plump round penis. Her pouty lips slipped back and forth across the tender nut. She sucked it in deep in her mouth and held it there. The skin on his scrotum was now pulled tight, his other nut resting on her cheek, waiting its turn. Then her tongue went to work, battering the testicle in a hot saliva bath.

"Oohhh damn!!" Garrett groaned.

Misty was like a cocksucking machine, her mouth keeping a steady tempo as it sucked up and down the rock hard prick. She pulled up to the cock knob. "Thrust your hips and fuck my mouth."

Garrett complied happily, thrusting his prick up into her mouth and down her throat.

A testicle plopped from Kristen's mouth...it's ovaled shape red and bulging out from the sack from being sucked so hard.

"SSSSSSSLLLUUUPPPPP!!" The other nut was sucked into her mouth, where it recieved a quick scrub before her luscious lips started to slip back and forth over its plump smooth surface.

Kristen heard her son whimper and felt his nut jump in her mouth. She applied more suction, pulling it back in deep and started stroking her tongue along the sensitive underside.

"Hhhhnnnuhhh!" Garrett groaned.

The testicle popped from Kristen's mouth, wet and distended. "He's tightening up!"

Misty's mouth rose from the flaring knob. "Do you want some spunk?" She asked quickly, then resumed her deep sucking.

"Take the load and then I'll milk him."

"CUMMMINNGG!!" Garrett shouted.

Hot juice spouted from his piss slit, skimming over Misty's tongue and down her throat. A second blast erupted, filling her mouth with cream. "Uhhnnngg!" She swallowed hard, making room for more.

Garrett felt one of his testicles vibrate inside his mom's mouth. It jerked forward, nearly escaping as it fired more cum up his shaft. Kristen sucked it back in and held it deep, letting her tongue flail on its surface. The nut twitched and she held it tight in her mouth, feeling it pump out more cum.

Misty whimpered with delight as she felt the throbbing rod pulse between her lips, sending out delicious spurts of creamy jit.

A few moments later, Misty let the tip pop from her mouth and Kristen rose from his balls and gobbled up his cock.

"Ohhhh fuuuck!" Garrett groaned as he felt his mom milk the last drops from his piss hole.

Kristen circled her fist around the root and pumped his prick up and down slowly, getting every ounce of sperm she could.

Finally, Kristen rose to her knees beside Misty. They gazed down at the sweaty breathless teen.

"How's that for a blowjob, honey?" Kristen asked.

"Best ever." Garrett sighed.

Misty reached down a took a firm grip around the still-hard rod. "Know what I like best about teenaged cock?"

Kristen smiled. "That it can stay hard and horny for hours?"

"Yup." Misty said with a grin.

She crawled on top of her nephew, planting her knees on both sides of his lean body. She reached down between her thighs and grasped his huge wet cock. "Ready to take that tour of the universe, gorgeous?"

"Hell yeah." Garrett said with a nod.

Misty's lowered her hips and her wet cunt lips slipped over the blood engorged head of Garrett's cock.

"Ohhhh wow!" The teen muttred, watching his cock sink into her shaved pussy.

Misty's pussy throbbed and sucked around the meat prod as it sunk all the way to her cervix. Then she was sitting flat on top of him, wiggling her bare ass on his upper thighs, the entire length of his giant prick buried in her drippy cunt.

"Ohh my God...so fucking big!" Misty sighed.

Kristen knelt beside her boy, stroking his lean chest. "How does Aunt Misty's pussy feel on your dick, sweetheart?"

"Really tight. Incredible!"

Misty leaned forward, her enormous stiff nippled tits hanging over Garrett's chest. Gradually she started humping and wiggling, grimacing and biting her lip with intense pleasure as she slid her wet clinging pussy up and down on his cock.

Garrett excitedly watched her big tits as they began to swing like pendulums up and back. Misty grabbed his shoulders and feverishly started bouncing her tan meaty ass against his loins. His sturdy teenaged erection sliced through the hot sponge grip, packing her cunt with every stroke.

"Ohhh yeah...fuck me!!!" Misty shouted.

She held his shoulders tightly and humped much faster, rhythmically banging her quivering buns onto his upper thighs, panting as she fucked her throbbing pussy onto the stabbing shaft of his cock.

"HAAARDERR! "

Garrett thrust his hips up, driving his hard dick deep and hammering the head of her cervix.

"YESSS!" Misty gasped, furiously slamming her gooey fuckslit up and down the hard cock. She tightened her cunt muscles around his cock, showing her experience.

"Ohhh man!" Garrett sighed, watched the huge tits above swing around wildly.

Misty leaned forward, lowering her swinging tits so that they brushed and slapped against the boy's face. Garrett's tongue hung out of his mouth, letting the spongy breasts drag against it as they danced. He caught one of her rubbery nipples in his mouth and started sucking.

"Yes, fuck yes!" she groaned and gasped with desire, her lips pulled back to bare her pretty white teeth, panting obscenely as she pounded her throbbing, juicy pussy onto his cock as fast as she could.

Garrett was seeing a side to his Aunt he'd never seen...the lusty animal side and he was loving it. Misty's eyes got big and Garrett felt her cunt walls tighten.

"I'M GONNA CUM! OH GOD I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM HARD! OHH GARRETT!!"

Her nipple popped from the teen's mouth as Misty rose back up, slamming her cunt back on the sturdy erection. Her pussy spewed out juice, contracting and spasming uncontrollably around his stiff, throbbing pisser.

Garrett knew that because he had cum earlier, he could fuck her straight through her orgasm. The handsome teen pulled his convulsing Aunt back down onto him, burying his face in her soft tits. He furiously bucked his hips, driving his dick deep.

"HOLY FUCK!!" Misty cried. No teen had ever handled her this way and she clung onto him for the ride.

Garrett's big dripping balls flopped wildly, beating against Misty's quivering buttocks. His cock was a slimy blur jackhamming in and out, her thick hairless cunt lips stretched obscenely around it's girth.

"Ohhhh yeeeaahh!!" Garrett sighed, his face peeking out from between Misty's massive cleavage.

He watched his Aunt's face contort with pleasure. "OHH FUCK...I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!"

Garrett felt her cunt ripple up and down the length of his dick, then a surge of hot juice soak his boner. He could feel her soft warm flesh convulsing on top of him, her big sweaty tits sloshing and quivering against his face.

In an instant, she rolled off of him, his cock wobbled from the exit, beads of juice running down the shaft.

Gasping and quivering, Misty backed against the tent wall. She cupped her cunt in her hand and gazed at the slab of meat like it was it was a God that just zapped heavenly pleasure through her pussy. Her breath quivered and her curvy tan legs trembled as post orgasmic contractions shot through her body. "Ohh my G-g-g-god!!"

Kristen threw her leg over Garrett, mounting his loins. She reached down and fit his wet cock knob inside her juicy cunt opening.

"Ooooh!" The big titted mother mewled, wiggling excitedly as his meaty cock pushed into her pussy.

The feeling of his mom's wet cunt sliding down his prick like a spongy sleeve was out of this world. She wasn't as tight as Misty, but the ridges along her cunt tube coaxed and squeezed his glans in ways he never dreamed of.

Finally it was all the way up her pussy-hole, buried to the balls in the throbbing grip of her cunt. She gazed down at her son in lusty adoration. "God I love you!"

She leaned forward and bobbed her tan mommy-ass up and down, fucking the hard pillar of flesh through her tight cunt. Garrett thrust his hips, meeting her on every downstroke. Soon their pace intensified.

"Yesss, honey, fuck my pussy!"

Kristen's big tits danced above her boy. Garrett watched them in fascination. Misty had big fat tits, but Kristen's were even bigger. Where Misty's areola were wide and smooth, Kristen's were equally as wide, but thick and dotted with milk glans. Watching his mom's tits swing was an absolute rush. It was like they had a life all their own, bobbling heavily up and back, sometimes swinging way out away from her chest in a big circle, then smacking together, rippling like jello.

Kristen's lush hips worked like a machine gliding her ass up and down on her son's thick slab. She twisted her pelvis as she sank down, screwing her pussy down to his balls. Then she grinded up and back...up and back, making Grarrett's cock knob lick back and forth across the creamy head of her cervix.

"Ohhh Goddamn, Mom!"

As she grinded, gliding her strong hips, Kristen sat upright as if riding a horse. Her tits were trapped between her arms, making them balloon out...huge and sweaty.

Grarrett's eyes traveled from her breasts down the smooth skin of her flattened belly with its cute little naval. The vee of her mons seem almost fused with his groin as it glided up and back...up and back.

Kristen's inner cunt muscles were working like a wringer on his prick. Gradually, she intensified her pace, her soft hips flexing as they powered her grinding into a desperate tempo, stirring her cunt with the rigid love muscle.

"Wooooo-hoo...you go girl!" Misty cheered, watching her beautiful sister-in-law law fuck like a porn actress.

Kristen's arms were extended, hands on her son's chest, digging in with her nails. Her tits were still squeezed between her arms distended out like quivering watermelons. The nippled caps were huge, engorged and looked as though they could blast off the ends of her tits at any moment.

"FFFFFUUUUUCKKK!!!" Kristen screamed, her hips now a blur as she used the bone like a scatching post in her pussy.

The horny mother's face contorted and she screamed again in wild orgasm as her pussy turned to cream.

"Uggghhhh fuck!!" Garrett groaned. The gripping juice spewing cunt was too much and his cock began to spit without warning.

Garrett wanted to finish off his mom like he had with Misty. He reached up and pulled her body down against him, mashing his face between her sweaty breasts.

He pumped his hips, driving his dick with rapid thrusts.

"OOOOHHH YESSSS!" Kristen cried, hanging onto her baby as he fucked furiously up into her curvy body.

"Yesss...get it, Garrett, GET THAT PUSSY!" Misty cheered encouraginly.

"Hhhhgggnnuhh!!" The teen groaned, his face encased in quivering breast flesh.

Huge jets of sperm continued erupting from his piss slit as he hammered his penis deep like a midevil battering ram. He heard his mom grunt like an animal as her body trembled against him. All while his boner was being washed with female cum...their juices swirling together.

For five more minutes their bodies writhed and trembled, gradually coming to a hault in a sweaty heap of panting flesh.

Doug took a sip of his beer, then gazed down the beach for any sign of the threesome. They'd been gone for two and a half hours and he was more than annoyed.

"Hi...aren't you Grarrett's dad?" A soft voice asked.

A girl Grarrett's age with long blonde hair stood nearby. She wore a two piece red bikini and looked like the actress Kaley Cuoco. The girl was tan and curvy, her tits big and plump, leaving lots of cleavage on display.

"Yeah...hi I'm Doug."

"The war hero right?" The girl asked.

"Well I don't know about that. Do you go to school with Garrett?"

"Yeah we have a few classes together. My names Heather."

Doug reached out and shook her hand. He noticed the teen had strong curvy legs like his wife, which tapperd down to cute little tan bare feet with red painted toenails that matched her bikini.

"Is Garrett around?"

"Yeah, somewhere. He took a walk down the beach with his mom and Aunt. They should be back soon though."

"Oh cool. I gotta tell you...I've had a crush on your son since the third grade."

"Wow...does Garrett know this?"

Heather giggled. "Well I stare at him enough you'd think he would. Does he have a girlfriend?"

Oddly, Doug thought of Garrett and his wife. "No...ummm not that I'm aware of. You seem like a nice girl. You should take charge...ask him out."

"Hmmm I don't know about that."

"Don't be silly. Here, put his number in your cell phone. Trust me, he's been a bit of a momma's boy here lately...it would do him some good to go out with a girl his age."

Doug gave Heather their number and they said their goodbyes. As she pranced away Doug couldn't help but notice that she had ass like Jennifer Lopez, thick and meaty. The tan cheeks were partly exposed and swayed hypnotically as she strode away.

"My wife is about to have some compitition." Doug thought.

Ten minutes later his cell phone rang. It was Kristen. Doug answered. "Did you guys get lost?"

Kristen stood outside the beach tent, a towel wrapped around her body. "Hi hon, no..we just went for a swim...lost track of time."

"Well how much longer 'til you guys get back here?

Kristen heard Misty scream from inside he tent. "Ohhhh fuck me!!"

"It might be awhile, we walked a ways down and we have to come all the way back. Why don't you have the van take you home so you can relax and cool off. Garrett and I will be home in a couple hours and I'll make some dinner."

"Yeah ok. Hey let Garrett know I just scored him a date. Cute blonde girl named Heather. She said she has a couple classes with him."

"What do you mean you 'scored him a date'." Kristen asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Well, she said she has a crush on him so I gave her our number..told her to call and ask him out."

"Doug, why would you do that without talking to me first?" Kirsten asked.

"Oh come on, Kristen...he should be going out with girls his age...not sitting around oogling over his mommy in a bikini. The way you've been flaunting yourself for him here lately isn't helping either."

Kristen snapped back. "For your information...that flaunting is for you, Doug. You were the one that told me it got you excited to see me act that way in front of Garrett."

"It still doesn't make it right...it's...perverted."

"Perverted or not...the point is to get you aroused. So...were you aroused?" Kristen asked.

"Oh come on, Kristen."

"Answer the question, Doug. Watching me display my body in front of Garrett...did that arouse you? Did it work your penis up into an erection?"

"I was...I was excited, but no...no erection."

There was a pause until Kristen broke the silence. "I gotta go. I'll see you at home later."

Kristen crawled back inside the tent and zipped it up. Garrett was between Misty's lucsious legs, drilling her cunt with long juicy strokes. Misty rocked her curvy hips in rhythm, making his dick grind hard against her sensitive inner flesh.

Kristen pulled the towel away from her body and spread her naked legs, stroking her cunt as she watched her boy's lean naked ass bounce up and down.

"Haaarder! Fuck me harder!" Misty cried, scratching her long nails down Garrett sweat soaked back.

The teen intensified his fuck-thrusts, punching his rock hard dick through the tight sponge-grip of mature pussy. His balls beat hard against Misty's quivering buns and he could feel her big sweat-slippery tits sloshing against his chest.

"Ooooh yeah!" Garrett muttered, riding the soft curvy clutch of Misty's saddle.

"OOOOOHHHGOODDDFFFFUCKINGSHITTT!!" Misty growled as her back arched from the air mattress, lifting both of them. Her face contorted wildly and Garrett felt her slippery body tighten it's clutch as it started to convulse below him.

Kristen dug through her snatch with her fingers as she excitedly watched her son's rigid love muscle dig through her sister-in- law's hot throbbing pussy. She could see the juice from Misty's cum dripping from Garrett's shaft, cascading down between her ass globes.

Just as Misty came down from one...another powerful orgasm shot through her naked body. She let out a sexy scream and Garrett felt more girl-cum break like a crashing wave around the head of his spear. He fucked hard...pushing his hot prick through the rippling tube as it squeezed his meat with strong experienced muscles.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" The teen groaned in pleasure.

Misty had one more trick up her sleeve. She grabbed onto the teen's ass and screwed her cunt up to his cockbase. Holding it there, she rocked her hips beneath him and Garrett felt his big dick being stirred around inside her. He felt the tip slipping back and forth against the juicy head of her cervix. He was just laying there in her sweaty embrace while she ate his dick up with her cunt.

Kristen rubbed her big clit desperately as she watched her sister-in-law use her son's body like a fuck doll. She could see Misty's cunt lips squashed out around Garrett cockhilt, their genitals jerking and grinding together.

"Ooohhhnngod, you big dicked fucking stud!!" Misty cried, gyrating her cunt around on his prick like it was a stickshift.

The hot genital grinding made his cock flex and yet another juice spurting orgasm shook Misty's body.

Locked like a velvet vice around his hard on, Misty's cunt was like a fleshy wringer, squeezing in waves from nob to root. The sensations sent Garrett over the edge, pulling up a huge load from his balls.

"OOOOHHHH MAN!!" The teen shouted as a powerful blast erupted from his piss-slit.

Misty felt the thick hot goo splash along the back of her cunt. Her body was still riding the wave of her own cum and in a sweaty naked heap they wrestled through a wild mutual orgasm.

Kristen cunt exploded into a squirting mess and her tits shook as she brought herself off hard. For ten minutes the tent was filled with cries, whimpers and moans as their writhing bodies slowly came back down to earth.

After a few minutes Kristen noticed that Misty and Garrett were making out. She crawled over and rolled her son onto his back.

"Mmmm I definately wanna share some of this."

Misty stayed clung to him, her huge sweat soaked tits flattened against his chest, her tongue twirling inside his mouth. She fed him a few more wet smacking kisses before their lips separated and she rose from his chest.

Misty was gorgeous mess, her hair wet and stringy. Kristen noticed that she had a look of wild adoration on her face as she stared down at Garrett. "Someone's in looooove." Kristen sang.

"Uhhh hmmm." Misty hummed, biting her bottom lip.

Kristen leaned over so that her face was next to Misty's and both women gazed down into his eyes. "You naughty boy...fucking our pussies and making us fall in love with you."

Kristen lowered her lips and started kissing her boy. Her tongue slid into his mouth and scooped his up, inviting it to dance. After a few minutes of deep kissing, kristen's lips rose up and Misty's lips dropped down.

Garrett marveled at how both women were such amazing kissers. He couldn't possibly prefer one over the other...each had a unique style developed from years of experience. Both had such soft lips and long strong tongues with skills that put girls his own age to shame.

Kristen and Misty's tongues seemed to have life all their own...sometimes moving slow and methodical, snaking around his youthful mouth as if exploring every groove. Then other times their tongues would go absolutely wild, twisting and twirling and fluttering in ways Garrett never dreamed possible. Of course he would do his best to keep up, but most of the time the women's aggressive pink snakes were whipping around his tongue so fast that there was no way he could match their experience.

"Mmmm our sweet baby." Misty muttered between wet kisses.

She licked her way down, then sucked and lapped at his neck.

Kristen planted her lips on her sons in a serious of slow wet kisses, her big beautiful eyes gazing into his the entire time.

"Oooh shit." The teen muttered, getting lost in his mom's dreamy green eyes and feeling the surge of pleasure and excitement flow through his body.

Mother and son's tongues slid out and began to lash together.

Gradually, Garrett's tongue sunk back into his mouth and Kristen's followed aggressively. Soon their lips were sealed together and the tongues inside the boys mouth were wrestling wildly.

Twenty minutes later, Garrett felt the women's hands stroking his hard cock. Kristen and Misty looked down at the long canon pointed straight up at them.

"Doug saw the way I was teasing him...but he still couldn't even get a hard on." Kristen said.

"Poor Dougie, what could be worse for a guy than a limp dick?"

"What could be worse for a wife? I'm just lucky I have such a hunky teenaged son with big rock hard erections." Kristen said.

Misty giggled. "Kristen, you and Garrett are in love. That would have happneed even if Doug hadn't had the accident."

"Garrett and I were talking about that just today. We were well on the road to having sex before Doug even came home, wern't we honey?"

Garrett smiled, nodding his head. "For sure."

Misty tilted Grarrett's boner up and a good five inches of meat rose up from the two circling fists at the base. "Well who can blame you...hubby's thousands of miles away for months at a time...and you have a big hard cock like this under your roof. What mother could resist?"

Kristen smiled, squeezing the rigid meat in her hand. "Not this mother."

"Well...as much as I wanna stuff this big boner back inside me, I need a swim. Anyone up for some skinny dipping?"

"I'm game." Kristen said.

Garrett seemed reluctant. "What if we get caught?"

"Oh God, is that Dougie I'm hearing?" Misty giggled.

Garrett laughed. "Sorry."

"Almost getting caught it what makes it so exciting, remember love?" Kristen said.

Misty peeked out the tent. "There's no one even out there...that's why I picked this spot. Let's go!"

The two women held Grarrett's hand as they rushed towards the crashing surf. Their big mature mommy-tits bounced as they pranced to the water.

"Oh shit!" The girls screamed playfully as they were struck by a wave. They splashed and frolicked.

"Bet you can't catch me!" Misty said to Garrett as she swam out further.

The horny teen swam after her. Kristen crawled up onto the warm sand and turned over, resting on her elbows. Her wet naked body shimmered in the hot sun, her big tan tits rolling slightly off the sides of her chest. She heard Misty scream and saw that Garrett had caught up to her.

Kristen watched her horny sister-in-law cling to her boy as they started making out. Of course the love-struck mother was a little jealous, but she knew that she owed Misty for not telling Doug about her and Garrett. Yes she would continue to tease her son around her husband, in order to hopefully excite an erection, but Doug didn't need to know that her and Garrett were fucking like animals. She didn't wanna break his heart completely.

Besides, there was something exciting about keeping things a mystery with Doug. She knew he wondered about her and Garrett...could see it in his eyes...hear it in his voice. It thrilled her wickedly to keep him wondering.

Garrett shivered with excitement as he felt Misty's warm curvy body cling to him under the water. Her strong smooth arms and legs were wrapped around him, her huge tits felt amazing against his chest. She broke the kiss and gazed into his eyes. "I know your mom considers you hers, but I think you and I have something pretty special going on too."

"I agree."

"I've had my eye on you for quite a while, but when I saw the way you were pumping your mom in her back seat that day, I knew I had to have you. And now that I've had you...I just want more."

"I want more of you too." Garrett muttered just before Misty's lips met his. They kisses and their tongues wrestled hungrily.

Some time later, Misty and Garrett emerged from the surf, hand in hand. Garrett couldn't help but gawk at his naked mother, her gorgeous body laid out in the sand.

"Jesus Mom, you look like one of those Sports Illustrated bikini models."

"Minus the bikini." Misty added with a giggle.

Kristen rose from the sand, hugged and kissed her son. "Just waiting for my sailor to come ashore...so I can shower him with kisses."

Misty watched as mother and son held each other and engaged in a deep french kiss. "God, that is sooo fucking naughty!"

Kristen looked over at Misty mischiviously. "It is, isn't it? You know what...get my camera...I have an idea."

Doug was home putting some of his clothes away when his cell phone rang. "Hey babe, you guys on your way back?"

Kristen stood alone outside her tent. "Pretty soon. Is Cassie home yet?"

"Nope..not yet."

"Good, I want you to do something for me." Kristen said.

"What's that?"

"Crawl up onto your bed and take your penis out of your shorts."

Doug laughed "What...why? Kristen, what's going on?"

"Doug would you please just trust me and do it. I wanna send you something."

"Hold on." Doug said, then pulled himself out of his chair and onto his bed. He shook his head, like he couldn't believe he was going along with this, then fished the flacid penis from his shorts. "Ooook, now what?"

"Is your penis out?" Kristen asked softly.

"Yes...it's out."

"I want you to start stroking it as hard as you can. I'm gonna send you something...promise me you'll watch the whole thing to the end...and that you'll keep stroking your penis while you watch."

Doug smiled and rolled his eyes. "Okay...yeah I promise."

"Talk to you soon." Kristen said, then hung up.

Seconds later Doug got a video text. He opened it and as promised, stroked his limp shaft.

The video began with a view of the crashing waves, then panned over to two people strolling hand in hand through ankle deep water. Doug felt an excited jolt surge through his body as he realized it was Kristen and Garrett and they were both completely naked.

"Holy shit." He muttered.

They seemed so comfortable in their nudity. His eyes were drawn to his wife's buttocks...twin tan globes that seemed to swing seductively with each step. Even though her back was to the camera he could still see the sides of her tits sloping down and bobbling heavily as she walked. Garrett's ass was young and firm, sending pings of jealousy through Doug's mind. Still, he stroked his cock.

The camera person, obviously Misty, followed them..then stopped as Kriten turned toward Garrett and slowly coiled her arms around his neck. Doug watched as his wife's big tits flattened out against the teen's youthful chest. Doug knew how good that felt and thought about what a thrilling experience it must be for his son.

Doug was too enthralled to notice that his cock was slowly hardening in his hand. He kept stroking, fueled by the site of his own wife and son embracing naked on the beach.

Kristen rested her head on Garrett's chest and Misty circled to capture the couple at every angle. When she got around to Kristen's face, the mother opened her eyes and looking right into the camera, smiled naughtily.

The video cut to another scene of Kristen riding Garrett piggy back style as he rushed them into an a crashing wave. The surge knocked them over and Doug could hear his wife giggling as she clung on best she could to her boy. As the water rushed back out Garrett was on his back in the wet sand and Kristen was straddling him.

"You guys just got owned!" Misty giggled.

Garrett lifted his upper body from the sand. Kristen used her hands to toss her wet hair back, thrusting her big tits out, making them hover over Garrett. In this position it looked just like she was riding him. Doug felt a waves of different emotions...anger...jealousy...disbelief...but mostly arousal. His cock hardened even more.

"Here comes another one!" Misty yelled.

Kristen screamed playfully as another surging wave overcame them. When this one rushed back out Kristen's sexy little bare feet were the first things to emerge, her painted toes pointed towards the sky. The water lowered revealing her luscious legs bowed wide open and Garrett laying between them. Both of them were laughing hysterically.

Doug's mouth fell open as he watched the last of the water rush out around their naked bodies.

"Damn...get a room, you two!" Misty joked, pointing the camera straight down at them.

Kristen put her hands on her son's shoulders, looking up at the camera sassily. "Fuck you, girl...we already have one!"

Doug watched her curvy wet legs wrap around their son, so high that her little feet slid onto his ass as if locking him between her thighs.

"Mother and son sharing a room. God only knows what goes on in there." Misty said.

Kristen responded by spitting her tongue out mischiviously.

The camera cut to another shot of Kristen and Garrett in a standing embrace, her stiff nippled tits crushed against his chest. Kristen had her lips to his ear, whispering things to him.

"What on earth are you saying to him, Kristen?" Misty asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Kristen said with a grin.

Doug stroked feverishly and shouted out loud. "YESSS! YES I WOULD!!"

For the first time he tore his eyes from the phone screen and looked down to see a hard cock in his fist. "I'm hard! Holy shit, I'm hard!!"

He looked back at the screen to see Kristen looking up into their son's eyes. She slowly rose up on her tip toes, her curvy tan legs flexing. Her lips rose towards Garrett's lips, her head tilting. Just before they made contact the video ended.

"FFFFUCK!" Doug shouted, but not in disappointment.

He looked down to see his cock spitting ejaculate...big ropes of hot cum.

Garrrett thrust his hips, fucking Misty doggie-style inside the tent. She screamed out in pleasure, her warm meaty ass clapping against his loins.

"Ohhh yeah!!" The teen sighed excited, looking over to see his mom's luscious ass parked next to Misty's, waiting its turn.

Kristen smiled naughtily back at him, rolling her tongue across her lips and wagging her mommy-buttocks inviting. How could a boy resist?

He slipped his wet dick from Misty's cunt, fit his knob in Kristen's creamy cunt-socket and grasped onto her soft curvy hips. "Here I come, Mom!" He said with a cocky smile, feeling her cunt-slot nip at his cock tip.

Kristen's tan buns quivered with anticipation. "Fuck me hard, honey!"

24 Mother's Stallion

by klrxo©

The Baker farmstead sat deep on the plains of the Old South. The year was 1889 and like most prairie families, they were living the dream on the American frontier.

Mary stepped out onto the porch in her long calico skirt and Victorian blouse. She could see her husband toiling in the barn not far away. Her only son Will was cutting wood near a corral of horses. Will was a lean handsome 18 year old...an only child and her pride and joy.

Leaning against the deck rail, Mary watched her boy work. She watched his muscles flex, accentuated by the sheen of sweat covering his youthful body.

After another mighty chop, Will spotted his mother on the porch watching.. He gave her a wave. Since he was a young boy, Will had thought his mother was more beautiful than any woman he had ever beheld. Her wavy brown hair fanned out across her shoulders, framing a sweet mature face with gleaming brown eyes and a smile that could melt right through you. Mary was every bit a woman...and built like a brick shit house.

The sexy housewife waved back lovingly and couldn't help but notice her son's eyes travel down to the swell of her large matronly breasts. Even packed inside her corset the gorgeous mother's breasts seemed to shift about with her every move. Mary was proud of her chest. She came from a long line of huge titted women.

Will looked up from her bounteous bossoms to find his mom locking eyes with him, her lips curled into a knowing...almost playful smile.

Bashfully, the teen went back to work, but it wasn't long before his mom caught his eye once again. Mary strode from the porch towards a cluster of wild flowers. Her jiggling buttocks swayed gracefully beneath her skirt and she peeked back over her shoulder to confirm her suspicion.

Will's gaze traveled up his mother's lush frame into her inquisitive eyes. She looked down at the obvious protrusion, making her son aware of the bulge in his trousers. Will buckled in embarrassment. Mary giggled adorably.

Sitting down on the woodpile, Will tried not to make his attention obvious, but his mother was very aware.

Mary slid out of her shoes and moved through the grass on her sexy bare feet. She lowered down onto her knees and plucked a daisy from the ground. A light breeze made her wavy mane flutter as she tucked the flower between her head and ear. She sat back on her heels, straightening her back and thrusting her big busts out so they looked like they could burst right through her blouse.

Will watched intently as she peeked over at him. Her loving eyes seemed to linger behind long fluttering eyelashes before she gave him a cute little wink. It was obvious to Will that his mom was flirting with him and his body was charged with sexual excitement.

Mary gracefully rolled onto her side then onto her tummy. Resting on her elbows, the middle aged mother bent her legs at the knees, throwing her arching little bare feet up and just sort of waving them around a little.

Will carefully squeezed the head of his aching prick bulge as he stared at his mother sprawled out on the grass. He could see her naked calves and flexing bare feet. Her legs were freshly shaven and seemed to glow in the noonday sun.

With her chin resting on her palms, Will could see his mom gazing at him through the grass. Her eyes stared straight into his as if studying his reaction. Mary was like a hungry cat surveying a potential kill.

Time seemed to stop as mother and son were locked in what seemed like a forbidden gaze.

"Get a move on, boy...that wood's not gonna chop itself."

It was Walter, Will's father. He moved past his boy and towards his wife.

Will jumped back to splitting wood. "Sorry, Pa."

Walter looked at his wife laying on ground. "Well...don't you look like a fresh peach just fell off the tree."

"You gon eat me up?" Mary asked.

"Maybe I will." Walter said plopping down beside her.

"Like hell you will. You ain't gon do the nasty with me lookin and smellin like a farm hog."

Walter slapped her ass. "Suppose you better bathe me then."

Mary gazed across at her son. "I'm fixin to give somebody a bath...but it ain't you."

"He ain't no boy needs his momma to bath him, Mary."

Mary gave her husband a defiant smile. "He ain't no man neither. He ain't laid pipe in a girl, he ain't a man. I'm fixin to change that real soon. Mother's duty."

"Yeah I know. Suppose I need to disappear then...that what you're sayin?"

"I just need a week with him...maybe two." Mary said.

"Suppose I could head to Culter Creek...help my brother with that barn."

"I think that's a mighty fine idea. Barn building's bound to keep your body and mind occupied. Not a reason in this world for you to think about what Will and I are doin' back here at home. A husband could torture himself with such thoughts."

Thirty minutes later Walter was saddling his horse.

"Where you headin, Pa?" Will asked.

"Helping your uncle for a week or so. Mind your Ma and look after her...you hear me?"

"Yes, sir."

Walter sped off on his horse and as young Will watched him disappear, Mary stepped up behind him. "When I was a little girl, my Pa had two horses. When they was bred they made the most beautiful colt I ever seen. You could just look at that thing and you knew...that he was born to be a stud. For two long years that colt followed his momma around that farm...sniffin at her cunny and doin his best to mount her. I still remember that colt had the biggest putter I ever seen. Every time he got close, that daddy horse would kick it away...doin his best to protect what was his. Then one day my Pa took that daddy horse into town...leaving that mare and her colt all alone. As soon as that colt's daddy left the corral...that momma mare thew her ass at him faster than wolves in a hen house. What we didn't realize was that that mare wanted her colt's putter deep inside her even more than he did. She wanted her baby to mount her. She wanted to make him a stallion...and she did."

Mary took her son's hand, turning him to face her. "I know you've been sniffin. It's a mother's duty teach her boy how to rub bellies. Your Pa's gonna be gone as long as we need him to. I have his full blessing...to take my boy and make him a man..."

Mary's face glowed with excitement. "To make him a stallion."

Will could hardly breathe. The loving mother took her boy's hand and led him into the farmhouse.

"Put a couple more logs on the fire...momma's gonna draw you a bath." Mary said.

After following through with his mother's request Will watched his mom fill the tub with pots of steaming hot water. Just watching Mary move about was an erotic experience. Her curvaceous body moved with grace and confidence and young Will marveled at her trembling breasts and swaying buttocks.

Mary stepped over and slowly unbuttoned her son's shirt. She peeled it off then tenderly grazed her nails down his lean chest, gazing up at him through slitted eyelids. "You wan kiss me like a man?"

Will nodded nervously. Mary stepped forward, her eyes fixed on his as she circled her hands around his neck. Her big pouty lips puckered as she rose up on her tip toes and connected with her target.

Will's body trembled as he felt her soft lips mash into his. Mary planted a series of slow sensual kisses, combing her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. Her eyes were now closed tight. "Mmmmm, that's right darlin...let your momma give you some sugar," she said between kisses.

She kissed him softly a few more times. "I'm gon give you some wet kisses now. Gon show your whistle how to dance with my dribblin dart."

Will felt his mom snake her tongue into his mouth. It scooped his own tongue up and flailed around it. The youngster caught on quickly, making his tongue twist and flutter against hers.

"Mmmmnnn." Mary moaned, impressed by her son's early progress.

For two full minutes their tongues battled. The lusty mother displayed her experience, eating at her boys lips, rolling and twisting her strong experienced tongue through his mouth. Finally, they seperated.

"Damnations, Will Baker...you sure you haven't been locking lips with those Taylor girls?"

"I'm sure momma...why?"

Mary put her hands on her wide hips, smiling proudly. "You're smoochin pretty good for a virgin...that's all."

Will's face turned a shade of red. "Oh...thanks, Momma."

"Now don't you go gettin' bashful on me. I'm about to take off them trousers and I have me a feelin' when I see what's inside I'm gon be givin' you all sorts a compliments."

Mary crouched down and unbuckled her son belt. She pulled his pants down and Will's erect penis sprung free wagging lewdly in front of her. The long smooth shaft curved slightly upward as it stretched way out. Mary fed her son a lusty grin as she gazed at the big mushroom cap flaring out like head of a hooded cobra.

"Ohhhhhhh darlin...I ain't never seen such a thinga beauty. Just look a the way it's stuck out there like that...just throbbin' for Momma's attention."

Will was nearly out of breath. "I ain't never seen it this stiff before."

"Well I will confess that just lookin at that thing's makin' me all gooshy between my thighs...so you best make room in that tub cuz I'm fixin to get in with ya."

Will seemed surprised. "You mean...naked?"

Mary giggled, unbuttoning her blouse. "Of course naked. It wouldn't be much of a bath otherwise."

Will's mother peeled off her blouse, revealing her tightened corset. Her gigantic tits were straining to get out. Bulging tit meat was literally spilling over the top. Will gazed at them and hopped in the tub as Mary gracefully removed her skirt.

With her back to her boy, Mary pulled her bloomer's half way down her meaty buttocks, then stopped, peeking back at Will. "I'm thinkin you better do what comes natural about now, darlin son of mine...and if that means pleasin your pisser in that tub while you watch your momma undress then I suppose you better get to pullin."

Will jumped to his knees inside the tub and started jerking his soapy cock, waiting for his mother's next move.

Mary grinned at him, then sent the bloomers sliding down her smooth legs. She stepped out of them and with her luscious backside pointed at Will, Mary reached down to pick them up.

Will panted lustfully, fisting his pecker as he gazed at his mother's gorgeous ass. He could see the crinkled ring of her butthole, peeking out between two rounded ass globes and the light patch of dark pubic fur surrounding the split of her twat.

The lascivious mother licked her lips as she stood up straight and untied her corset. Within moments her large breasts were spilling out onto her chest. Will's tongue about hit the floor as the naked mother stepped towards the tub. At the tips of her bobbling breast were huge thick areola and big rubbery nipples.

As she stepped into the tub, Mary glanced down at her boys rigid prick as his fist slipped up and down its length. "Heavens boy, you tug that pud any harder you're libel to pull the meat straight from the bone," she giggled.

Will sat back down in the water, his fist still clasping his rod. In a flash, Mary dropped to her knees then sent herself splashing through the water and sliding her wet curvy body up onto her son. She let out a playful scream as she clutched onto him, throwing her arms around his neck.

With her soft tummy now trapped against his fisted prick, Mary felt her son stroke, fueled by the spongy tits that were now mashed against his chest. Her warm curvy body slipped around against her youngster as she tried to settle on top of him. This caused her to giggle and scream playfully.

"Oh wow momma!" The teen sighed excitedly, watching her tits slip and slosh against his naked skin.

"Baby, you better let go of that mating meat and hold onto me!" Mary said with a giggle.

Will folded his arms around her. "I got ya, Momma."

Mary smiled down at him, her excited stare only inches away. "Ok...you got me...so now what you gon do?"

"Kiss you I suppose."

"Well then you better get to kissin." Mary said with a grin.

Mother and son mashed their lips together and kissed hungrily. Minutes of wet tongue twisting action passed before Mary giggled. "I do believe we got a red hot poker between us."

Will smiled bashfully.

Mary looked down at the throbbing purple cockhead peeking out from between their tummies. "We best wrap that thing in somethin before it scortches our bellies like a brandin iron."

Mary slipped down Will's body until his throbbing peter rested between her tits. She pressed her pendulous boobs together, trapping it between them. "Mmmm, let momma give that pud a nice soft bunny rub."

Will watched his shiny cock nob peek out from between the tops of Mary's smothering tits. "Ohh, Momma!" he muttered.

Mary held her tits tightly together and moved her torso up and down, milking Will's slick prick with her tits. Will threw his head back with delight.

"Feels good, doesn't it baby?" Mary asked.

"Suuure does." the boy gasped.

Mary looked down, watching the flaring shiny bulb emerge and the yawning piss slit bubbling with hot precum. "Just look at that big juicy throb nob...cappin that loooong slab a prick. My baby boy's all grown up and ready to lay some pipe aren't ya, sugar bear."

"Uh huh."

As Mary fucked her boy's dick in the warm valley between her luscious breasts, she bent down and flicked her tongue around the tip. Will's body shuttered.

"D'ya like that, sugar?" Mary asked between licks.

"Yeah, Momma...I ain't never felt anything so good," he answered, feeling the satiny flesh and slippery wetness.

Each time the shiny tip rose up from between her tits, Mary fluttered her tongue around on it. All the while, her big brown eyes gazed up at her boy, watching him whimper in pleasure.

"Ohh...I'm fixin' to explode down there real soon!" Will announced.

Mary pumped his prick faster between her smothering tits. "Oh sweet darlin...you gon bust a nut for meeee?!"

Will's ass clenched and rose from the tub. His legs trembled as cum shot up his throbbing pecker. "OHHH MOMMAAA!!!"

The first milky spurt struck Mary in the chin. The second and third erupted between her boobs and bubbled up to form a creamy pool on her cleavage. The buxom mother pulled at the squirting boner with her tits as gobs of cum squirted out the tip. She continued until he was milked dry.

"Well if I didn't need a bath before, I certainly do now. I ain't never seen so much seed spurt out a peter before."

"Sorry bout the mess, Momma." Will panted.

"Now don't you go apologizin... The moment I wrapped that pig in a blanket...I knew it was gon spit. And I knew darn well you was storin' all sorts a virgin sperm in that big sack a balls."

Will's eyes were fixed on the cum coated mams. "You want me to wash em for ya, Momma?"

"I think that sounds like a mighty fine idea," she answered, sliding down between Will's legs, with her back to his chest. "Boy your age needs to learn how to handle a lady's charms. This'll make for a great time to practice."

Mary handed her son the soap and he timidly reached around and began lathering up her lucsious breasts. The naked mother turned her head and fed him a stern gaze. "What do you think you're doin?"

"Well, you said I could..."

"I said you could handle em. You're pawin' at em like a little boy." Mary giggled.

"Sorry, Momma."

"Baby, sorry ain't gon make a girl get to drippin. Now you better take hold and start squeezin' these titties like a man." Mary said.

Will sunk his fingers into her soft breast flesh and started kneading. Mary thrust her chest out and they both watched Will's hands squeeze and pull at her wet soapy tits.

"That a boy...that's how you handle Momma's big jiggle bosoms. See how you're makin those cherry red tips harden up?"

Will could see that her nipples were now huge and engorged as they slipped between his fingers. "Uhh...uh huh."

"Tell me what that means, baby?"

"Does it mean that they's needin' sucked?" Will asked timidly.

Mary fed him a beaming smile. "Oh darlin, that's exactly right. When you see those saps harden up like that...you best get yourself under them cream jugs and start suckin like a baby."

"Well...no way my mouth can get to em from here, Momma."

Mary fed him a sly smile. "Well what you gon do about that?"

"Well, I..."

"Don't you get backward, Will Thompson...now you take hold of me n roll me over." Mary commanded.

"But what if I was to hurt you?"

Mary raised her voice. "I'm gon take you over my knee I have to tell you again. Now you stop actin' like a boy and manhandle me!!"

Will clutched her around the waist and forcefully spun her around. Mary slid up his body and knelt over him so that the lucky teen found his face between her big dangling breasts. He wasted no time clamping his lips around an engorged nipple.

"Now then that wasn't so hard...was it? Now listen here, darlin...us ladies, we ain't the fragile little angels you think we are. We may present ourselves frail prim and propper , but when it comes to lovin'...we ain't afraid to get rough. Understand?"

"Mmmm hmm." Will hummed, his mouth full of breastmeat.

Will plowed his tongue against the bumpy ridges on Mary's areola, flicking it across her rubbery nip. It popped from his mouth and he licked up into her soft cleavage. The wet pendulous tits bobbled against his excited face and he found himself licking and sucking the underside.

He felt Mary's soapy hand circle his still rock hard prick and gently stroke. "My..my!!! Had your bell rung and you's still as stiff as a ax. Makes a lady wonder just how many times in a night she can make that big juicy bell go ring a ding ding."

Will whimpered, his face plastered in squishy tit flesh as Mary stroked her long nails across his sensitive glans. Mom licked her lips hugrily as she gazed back at his pointing erection.

"So young...sooo beautiful," she whispered. "You know...we stay in this tub any longer...we're likely to shrivel up like prunes."

Will spoke between sucks. "I could stay like this forever."

Mary giggled. "I'm sure you could, sugar."Her tits drug across his mouth as she brought her face down close to his. "But Momma's got a better place for us tonight."

Mom and son got out and dried off. Will couldn't tear his eyes away from his mom's lush body. Mary snapped him from his trance. "Sounds like a storm's comin'. You best go out and make sure the horses are in the barn."

"Ok, Momma."

Will threw on his pants and boots. As he prepared to go out, he noticed his mother slowly creeping towards him. She was still naked, just holding the towel loosely against her curvy body. Her hair was still wet and slicked back and she seemed to be staring lovingly as she stepped closer.

"You okay, Momma?"

Mary sashayed her wet naked body up to her son and began tenderly kissing his chest. She kissed one of his nipples and flickered her tongue against it. Mary gazed up at him, her eyes blazing with lust. "Hurry back to me," she whispered as thunder roared in the distance.

Will had never rounded the horses so quickly. Lightning flashed as wind began to whip around the farm. Once everything was secure, Will rushed back to the house, his boner threatening to tear a hole in his trousers.

Once back inside, he noticed the main room was dark, except for the glow of the fireplace. "Momma?"

A soft seductive voice answered from the back bedroom. "In here, sugar."

Will stepped into his parents bedroom and gasped as he saw his mother sprawled out on their big bed naked. Mary was on her tummy, her silky legs bent and her cute little feet kicked up playfully above her rounded buttocks. Propped on her elbows, her big soft tits were half flattened against the mattress. She gazed at her boy with a lusty smile. "Pull them trousers back off...and come get into bed with Momma."

"But..but ain't that you n Pa's bed?"

Mary rose up on her hands and knees and crawled towards him. The way her tits rocked from her chest reminded Will of the way the cows milk filled udders bobbled as they walked across the field. She gazed hungrily through slitted eyelids as she undid his pants. "Your Pa ain't here...and until he is...this soft warm bed is miiine and yours."

"So I'm gon be sleepin in here with you?"

As his pants hit the floor, Mary stared in awe at the long blood engorged peter sticking way out from his loins. "Oh you gon be in here with me...but I doubt there's gon be much sleepin goin' on."

She clutched his soft scrotum with her hand and pulled him onto the bed. Will fell onto his back and Mary kissed him. "Remember how I told you how that mare threw her ass at that colt, wantin him to mount?"

"Yeah."

"Well we did some playin...but this mare ain't threw her ass at her young colt yet." Mary said as she slid onto her son and straddled him.

Will looked up at the massive tits ballooning out from between Mary's arms as she rested her hands against his chest. He felt the heat of her cunt as his shaft slid between her quim. "She ain't thrown her hienny up to take that slab a meat straight to her womb...but she's fixin to real soon. And once this big bed starts to rockin'...you and me's gon float away on a cloud of pleasure. And we may not come back til mornin." Mary said with a giggle.

"Sounds alright to me." Will said excitedly.

Mary rolled her hips up and back, grinding her moist labial meat again the underside of Will's throbbing erection. "You like that...the way Momma's lickin that peter with her hot crack a heaven?"

Will's young body shivered with anxious arousal. "Oh yeah, Momma...it's hot for sure."

"I reckon you ain't seen a woman's charms before up close...so you just lay right there Will Thompson...and Momma's gonna show her boy what a woman's got between her pretty legs."

Mary turned and straddled Will the opposite direction, so that her ass hovered in front of his face. Will's breath was short and excited as he stared ahead at the meaty furrow of his mother's cunt. He followed the crack up to the ring of her butthole as it budded out obscenely between her ass globes.

The naked mother peeked back over her shoulder, watching her boys reaction. "Now how bout I spread those lips a Venus...so you can take a peek inside Momma's treasure box."

Mary reached under and used two fingers to spread her labia. Her moist slot opened up like a pink flower, revealing a large clitoral nub and a creamy fuck hole.

Will's cock flexed and bubbling precum trickled out as he gazed at Mary's hot hole. "Wow, Momma...so that's the place us guys put our peters?"

Mary wrapped her free hand around her son's dong and stroked tenderly. "Mmm-hmm...way up inside where it's soft n warm."

"Sure smells yummy, Momma."

Mary smiled back at him and moved her cunt closer to his face. "Mmmm, well if you wan know just how yummy it is...you gon have to dip your tongue inside."

Will kissed her cunt, then ringed his lips around the mouth. He licked the inner lining of her slithering hole, gently rubbing his moist tongue all along her crack. "Ughh, darlin...just like that."

"Mmmm, it is good, Momma." Will exclaimed, tasting her pussy juices. He darted his tongue in and out, lathering the inner fuck walls of her cunthole.

Mary softly sighed as she closed her eyes and tightened her grip on Will's cock. "Ohh Goddamn, Will...that's it darlin...that's real nice. Eat yourself some pussy baby."

Will slurped at her delicious cunt, lathering her hole with his gyrating tongue. Her juice and his saliva mingled, getting her cunt wet and sloppy.

Mary squeezed her boy's rigid pole up and down, feeling its strength and girth in her tiny hand. She landed her hot cunt on his face and gently rocked against his darting tongue. Will slid his tongue in and out of her pussy, tongue fucking his mom's hole.

Mary panted and smiled deliciously. "Ohhh yes, darlin...stir it around, just like that."

Will flicked his tongue against the knob of her big clit. The BOOM of thunder shook the house. Mary shrieked, but not from the noise...it was from having her clit assaulted by her boy's tongue. She panted and trembled, but made sure her boy's face stayed firmly planted against her crotch. "Ughhh baby, you just found Momma's sugared diamond. Don't you dare stop lickin'."

"Mmmnn-mnn-mnn-mnnn!" Will hummed, sucking the rubbery clit into his mouth.

Mary screamed in pleasure, rotating her crotch on her son's face, getting every square inch of his darting tongue. Her cunt oil streamed onto his face as Will ate deep, darting his tongue in and out of her fuckhole...on and around her clit.

"OOHHH, GODDAMN YOU, WILL!!" Mary screamed, grinding her muff and ass against his face.

Will's snaking tongue pummeled her fuckhole. Her cunt walls were slick and hot and Will could feel them collapse around his tongue. Buried in her crotch, Will could see her butthole right between his eyes, throbbing and winking.

Mary trembled, her big boobs swayed back and forth as she felt her son's tongue stab at her pussy. She kept a tight possessive grip on his prick, jerking it up and down, making his balls bounce.

"OH SWEET JESUS DARLIN, YOU GON MAKE ME SEE STARS!"

Mary's body covulsed and rolled to the side, pulling her son with her and wrapping her thighs around his head in order to keep his face in her crotch. Her soft curvy body writhed and shook as she screamed in pleasure. Her boys silver tongue kept licking, drawing out a powerful orgasm.

Will felt his cock become encased in wet warmth. Mary's lips formed a tight circle around the swollen tube of cock meat. She slid her tongue around it tenderly, making her boy whimper.

Her body slipped off of his and Will peeked down to see his gorgeous mom hovering over his erection. He watched her long pink tongue lap around and around his cockhead, battering it with wet wiggling licks.

"Arghhhh!" Will cried, bucking his prick up between his mother's lips.

Mary opened her mouth wide and closed her lips around the center of Will's big dick. She wrapped her hand around the base and tugged as she started sucking on his cockshaft. "Mmmmm!" she moaned.

"OHHH MOMMA!"

Mary's head bobbed up and down...slurping, smacking sounds burbled out of her throat as she sucked him off. Her slick experienced mouth felt like a wet juicy cunt. Will's hips rocked off the bed, driving his thick dick into Mary's throat.

"Mmmmmnnnn!" Shamelessly, the housewife nursed on the long meaty prod, fucking its length with her wet and willing mouth. She took him to the balls, her lips clamped tightly around his cock-base.

She pulled her head up, sucking her lips along the twitching shaft. Mary paused at the tip, sucking it hard and darting her tongue around the cum-drooling head. Will's body shuddered as she plowed the tip of her tongue against his frenum, pulling out all her tricks.

"OHHH MOMMA, I'M FIXIN TO BLOW REAL SOON!" Will announced.

Mary started ramming her head furiously up and down the length of her son's cock, encasing the throbbing slab of prick in a grip of slathering lips and tongue. This quickly resulted in a thick creamy gusher of jism erupting from his spongy cockhead.

Will groaned as his penis spurted. For Mary, there was something deliciously wicked about sucking on her own boy's prick...feeling it quiver and pulse in her mouth as it squirted ribbons of spunk across her tongue and down her throat. For minutes she nursed on his quivering organ...pulling out every drop.

The groaning teen's cockhead POPPED from Mary's mouth, still flexing sensitively. "Mmm...darlin you got you the sweetest sugar stick I ever sucked on."

Mary crawled up on top of him burying his chest in big tits and began showering his face and neck with kisses. "Gon lay there...or you gon roll around on this big bed with me?!"

Still panting, Will got a big excited smile. "I'll roll around with you any day, Momma!"

And roll they did...for the next two hours Mary and her boy rolled around on the bed naked...clutching eachothers bodies as they kissed and giggled.

Laying on his back, Will gazed up at the cieling...listening to the rain beat down against the roof. His mom's body was directly on top of his, her big spongy tits flattened against his youthful chest as she licked and sucked at his neck. "How could it get much better than this?" The youth thought, as the curvy beauty showered him with unmotherly affection.

Again they rolled across the mattress, Mary's strong silky legs tightening around his midsection, keeping him clutched between her thighs. They kissed passionately, tongues twisting together in a wild frenzy. Will's hands traveled down his mother's wide hips and onto her fleshy ass. His fingers sunk in..squeezing big handfulls of meaty buttocks.

As they broke the kiss, Mary gazed up at her boy with affection. "Are you beginin to see how much fun this can be?"

Will looked down at her excitedly. "Sure am, Momma!"

"Are you startin to see how a good woman like me can bring you hours n hours a pleasure?"

"I ain't never imagined this much pleasure, Momma." Will answered.

Mary giggled. "Well sweatpea...your peter ain't even started lickin your Momma's womb yet. Once you slip inside and we start to rockin...you gon see just how good pleasure can get."

Will's brick hard prick flexed against Mary's moistened quim. "Can I stick it in now, Momma?"

"Long as you's ready to cream again..cuz I guarantee that virgin quiff splitter's only gon last a minute."

"I'll try to last longer.'

Mary reached down between them, grasping her boy's prick and dragging the head against the entrance to her creamy twat. "Don't you promise such things. I'm gon teach you to take a girl to paradise alright, but for tonight you gon get your fist piece a cunt."

Will whimpered as he felt his cock sink inside.

Mary clutched his ass and pulled him in deeper. "Now you start buckin them hips and you don't stop for nothin...you here me?"

"Y...yes ma'am!" Will exclaimed, feeling the lips of her cunt suck at his prick, drawing it in.

He heaved against her soft belly, driving his hot teenaged cock into the far end of her rippling tunnel, and held it there.

"Ooooh!" Mary groaned, lifting her legs higher and wrapping them tightly around him, her soft thighs hot against his hips and the heels of her little feet pushing hard against his ass.

Will backed out a little, then punched his taut prick into her wet folds. Stuffed full, Mary grunted and creamed throwing her cunt up at his plunging cock, setting them in motion. Will's balls began to slap lewdly against her ass crack, tormenting his mom's asshole.

"I'm doin it, Momma! I'm really doin it!!"

He dropped his face in the sweaty valley between her rippling, bouncing tits. Mary's soft body seemed to fold around his lean bucking frame, wrapping it in luscious mommy-flesh. "Ohhh my love, you are doin it. "LAY INTO MOMMA BABY!!"

As her slick folds tightened around her son's fat cock, she heard him whimper and his body stiffened. Steaming cum spewed out his pisshole explosively, splashing along her hot gripping cunt. "Oh Momma," he sighed, resting his weight against her.

"My baby! My stallion!!" Mary whispered, wrapping her arms around him and tightening her thighs, rocking with bliss. For an hour they remained that way, stroking and fondling...staring and kissing.

Still inside Mary's cunt, Will's cock hardened again. The spongy ridged walls of pussy squeezed as his erection came to life. He fucked his mom a second time...slower this time around. Her pussy sucked and chewed on his fat prod, making the cum boil in his balls. She clutched his ass with her long nails,guiding his thrusts.

"Oooohhnngghh!!" the teen shuttered as jets of hot cum began to spew.

"Aaaanngggghhh...cream your mare!!! Mary screamed as she clutched her teen even tighter and started throwing her hips up in a frenzied fuck to meet his thrusts. Their glistening bodies heaved and shook, rocking the big bed violently.

The lucky boy came even harder as he felt Mary's hot liquid love squirt along his prick meat, mixing with his own creamy spunk. Their bodies crashed together, making wet lewd SMACKING sounds as hot flesh beat against wet quivering flesh. It was like they were throwing a wild bodywracking orgasm back and forth between the two of them.

For another hour Mary rocked him...keeping her arms and legs locked around him, clutching her boy to her sweat soaked body. She whispering naughty things into his ear. Thing mother's shouldn't say to their boys. It was the most erotic night of young Will's life, but his lessons in lust were far from over.

25 My Christmas Gift

by klrxo©

It was the week before Christmas and Mom still hadn't asked me what I wanted. Dad had asked me several times, but not mom. This was so unlike her. Mom and I were real close and I must confess, for a year now I had dreamed of being a Motherfucker. Yes, secretly I wanted nothing more in this world than to fuck my own mother.

Ever since that day in February when I accidentally saw my parents fucking. Dad was fucking mom doggie style, they were both on the bed facing the doorway when I walked in. Dad didn't see me, but mom's eyes locked onto mine. I can still remember for that short instant seeing mom's big boobs hanging down like enormous utters, swinging back and forth like pendulums as my dad laid into her. It was an image that has fueled my fantasies for nearly a year now. At breakfast that morning, Mom looked at me knowingly and gave a me a warm motherly smile, but she never spoke of the incident. Every day since I took every opportunity to look my mother over and dreamed of what it would be like to be in my father's shoes. Which brings me to this morning, my father had already left for work and mom was at the sink doing dishes. She looked so sexy in her thin silk robe and high-heeled sandals.. The way her big breasts swayed underneath her robe made my cock rock hard.

"So what do you want for Christmas this year, mom?" I asked.

"I told you last week, remember?" She answered.

I decided to just cut to the chase.

"So how come you haven't asked me what I want this year?" I asked.

She fed me a warm smile.

"I all ready know what you want." She answered.

How could this be, I wondered. She had never asked me and I hadn't given her a list.

"Was it something I asked for?" I inquired.

Mom turned to face me, drying her hands.

"Not directly, but in subtle ways, yes." She answered.

I had no idea what it could be.

"Am I going to like it?" I asked.

Mom grinned from ear to ear as she started out of the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, I think you'll be pretty satisfied. I need to get my bath, sport." She answered.

For the next week I toiled over what mom could have gotten me for Christmas. I had truly given her no indication of something I wanted.

Christmas morning came and Mom, Dad and I sat around the tree opening gifts. I opened several from dad, but not a single one from mom. Finally when all the gifts were opened I threw a look moms way. She was looking back at me with a smile and gave me a wink. Dad started upstairs.

"Well, I have a flight to catch, better get dressed." Dad said.

I had no idea dad was leaving town on business today.

"Honey, I need you to take your father to the airport, can you do that for me?" Mom asked.

"Sure, no problem, mom." I answered.

She stared into my eyes with a gleaming smile on her face.

"Thanks, sweetheart. Santa's gotta stay here, she got one more present to wrap." She said.

I smiled back, knowing that it was my gift she was speaking of, but why hadn't she given it to me earlier? I rushed my father to the airport and was back in an hour. When I walked in I found the downstairs dark as the shades had been pulled and the Christmas tree lights turned off. On the entry table I found a Christmas card with my name on it. It was from mom and read:

MY DARLING,

THIS YEAR YOUR MOTHER KNEW WHAT GIFT YOU DESIRED MOST. EACH TIME I LOOK AT YOU, YOUR EYES HAVE PLEADED FOR THIS PRECIOUS GIFT. NO GREATER PRESENT CAN A MOTHER GIVE HER SON THAN WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE. IN MY MARITAL BED, BETWEEN MY OUTSTRETCHED LEGS SHALL YOU FIND YOU GIFT. COME AND ENJOY, MY LOVE!

MOM

I was stunned. Was this real or was I dreaming. I crept upstairs, my heart pounding in my chest and went straight to my mothers open doorway. The room was lit by candlelight and there in the center of her king-sized bed was my mother. What shocked me most, however, was the way she greeted me. She was completely naked, laying on her back, with her long legs thrown back under her arms and behind her head. From my point of view, just below her smiling face was her big hairy matronly pussy. The inner and outer lips were splayed open and I could clearly see the round entrance of her creamy fuckhole. Her puckered asshole winked at me invitingly and her enormous tits hung flat against her chest. She looked into my eyes lovingly.

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart." She said.

She reached out to me and I wanted to melt. I slowly walked towards her.

"You'll enjoy this gift a lot more if you get undressed first, sport." She said with a giggle.

I stripped naked, my raging hardon sticking in the air. I took moms hand and she guided me between her outstretched legs. I lay all my wieght on her and felt her big boobs crushed against my chest. Our faces were now close together and her eyes were gleaming into mine.

"I hope your ready, mister, cause you and mom are gonna hump all day long."

I melted, my cock sinking into my warm wet gift and I knew that Christmas could never get any better than this.

26 Sex-ed with Mom

klrxo©

My name is Brad. I'm 18 and am home-schooled by my mother. Her name is Brenda. She's always been such a loving mom and only recently had I started to notice her true beauty.

Mom is a tall woman, about 5'10 and has long brown hair. She owns a ballet studio and when she's not home-schooling me she is at her studio teaching ballet. One thing that has always drawn my attention is mom's boobs. They're really big! I snuck into her underwear drawer once and read the tag on one of her bras. It said 36DDD. The cups were enormous. Mom looks somewhat like Kathy Lee Gifford, but a little prettier, I think.

Dad was gone long hours and every day from nine to noon, mom home-taught me. Needless to say, she wasn't a big fan of the school system and had always been very protective of me..

The morning started like all the others. I had just stepped out of bed and stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom. We only had one in our house. I opened the door and unexpectedly found my mother brushing her hair. She was wearing her short silk robe, which showed off her long tone legs.

"Oh, sorry, mom." I said.

"No, don't be silly. Come in and close the door, there's plenty of room in here for two." She said.

It was a bit awkward, but I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I grabbed my toothbrush and sat on the edge of the tub as I brushed my teeth.

"How'd you sleep, sweetheart?" Mom asked.

"Okay I guess." I muttered.

Mom grabbed a bottle of lotion and sat down on the toilet seat across from me. She squirted a big gob of lotion and rubbed it into her hands. Then I watched as she started to rub the lotion into her long smooth legs. As she reached her foot, with her pretty little painted toenails, she lifted her foot from the floor, slightly parting her legs. From my vantage point I could clearly make out her dark pubic thatch and the fleshy lips of her cunt. I felt the blood rush to my young cock. Damn, my own mother was giving me a hard-on!

Mom stood up and continued to work the lotion into her legs. She placed one of her feet up on the toilet seat and belt over a little. As she did, her hairy snatch peeked out from under her robe. I got a better look at the lips of her twat and couldn't believe how big and puffy they were. A pungent smell suddenly hit my nostrils.

"You're awefully quiet over there. Something on your mind?" She asked.

"No...nothing." I said.

Mom turned and smiled at me.

"Nothing, huh? You sure?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said, toothpaste drooling from my mouth.

Mom giggled.

"You better come wash your mouth out, silly boy, you'll have toothpaste all over you." She said.

I suddenly realized I had a problem. My cock was as hard a steel and I was wearing only a flimsy pair of boxers.

"I...I can't." I said.

"What do you mean, you can't?" Mom asked. She glanced at my crotch then back at me and smiled.

"Oh...I see." She said.

Mom grabbed the garbage can and held it for me to spit it. I did and just sat there ashamed as hell. Mom sat the can down and crouched down in front of me. She looked into my eyes with a silly little smile.

"Not thinking about anything, huh?" She said with a wink.

"I guess I lied." I said.

Mom glanced at my dick again.

"Yeah...I guess you did. I better leave you alone to take care of that. Come down to breakfast when you're finished." She said.

Mom got up and left. I locked the door and beat my meat until my cock exploded. I couldn't get the image of mom's pussy out of my head.

After I got cleaned up, I went downstairs to breakfast. Dad was at the table reading the paper and mom was at the stove.

"Here you go, sweetie." Mom said as she handed me a plate of food. She looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Feel better?" She whispered.

Dad must have overheard because he looked up from his paper.

"Sick today, son?" He asked.

I looked at my mom, not knowing what to say.

"He's fine. He just had something he needed to take care of, that's all." Mom said.

Dad looked at his watch.

"Shit, I gotta run." He said.

Mom ushered him to the door and saw him off to work. I heard the front door latch as mom locked it, then she came back in the kitchen and sat down by me. She looked into my eyes, brushing the hair out of my face with her long nails.

"So...was it a good wank?" She asked.

I looked up from my breakfast.

"What?" I muttered.

"You heard me...I asked you if you had a good wank. You're 18, surely you know what a wank is." She said.

"Yeah...of course." I said.

"Well then...was it a good one?" She asked.

I felt a bit odd talking with my own mother like this, with her staring me down.

"Yeah, I guess so." I said.

"What do you mean, you guess so. Was it intense or wasn't it?" She asked.

"Yeah, it was." I answered.

"That's what I thought...Why did you lie to me earlier?" She asked.

"When?" I asked.

"Earlier this morning, in the bathroom, when I asked you what you were thinking. Why did you lie to me?" Mom asked.

"I didn't." I said.

Mom glared at me with those gleaming brown eyes.

"Brad...empty minds don't create erections, especially like the one you had." She said. "So I'll ask you again, what were you thinking about?" She asked.

"I...I guess I accidentally saw up your robe when you were putting your lotion on." I said.

"So you were watching me while I was putting the lotion on my legs and feet?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"And when you accidentally peeked up my robe, what was it you saw?" She asked.

"Your...Your private parts." I muttered.

"No, Brad...I wanna know what you saw. Tell me exactly what you saw while I was rubbing the lotion on my legs." She asked.

"Your..." I started.

"My what? Go on...tell me." She said.

"Your pussy." I said, then looked at the floor.

"Brad, look at me." She said.

I looked up into her eyes.

"So you saw my pussy? You were looking at my pussy while I was putting the lotion on my legs and feet?" She asked.

I nodded.

"So then it was my pussy that gave you your erection this morning?" She asked.

Again, I nodded.

"How would you descibe what you saw this morning, in detail? Mom asked.

The conversation was getting more and more uncomfortable for me.

"I don't know." I said.

"Of course you do. What did it look like? Describe it to me." She said.

"It was hairy." I said. I could feel my face turning red.

"What was hairy, sweetheart?" She asked.

"You know...your pussy." I answered.

"So you observed that my pussy was hairy. What else? What else did you see?" She asked.

"I saw...well, there was some bare skin." I said.

"Describe this bare skin to me. What did it look like?" She asked.

"Kind of like...lips...only bigger. I didn't really see it all that well." I said.

"But what you saw looked like lips to you?" She asked.

"Yeah." I answered.

"When I bent over, did these lips seem to part or open up at all?" Mom asked.

"A little bit, yeah." I said.

"And while you were sitting there looking at the pussy, did you smell anything?" She asked.

"Yeah, sort of." I said.

"What did it smell like?" She asked.

"Kind of a fishy smell, I guess." I answered.

"Did you identify what you were looking at as the source of the fishy smell?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"Well, my boy, congrats, you just scored a B on your first sex education exam." She said.

"Sex education?" I asked.

"Yep, I guess you didn't know this coarse would be in your curriculum, did you?" She asked.

"No." I said.

"Well it is and each day you'll be taught a diffent lesson and given an thorough exam. You better stay on your toes though 'cause you never know when the lesson will come." She said.

Mom kissed me on the forehead.

"I'm gonna go up and shower." She said.

She pranced upstairs leaving me to my thoughts.

27 Sex-ed with Mom Ch. 02

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Day 2

It was day 2 of my sex-education and I couldn't wait to see what mom had in store. Instead of having my ritual morning "wank" as my mother had refered to it, I decided to head straight downstairs. As usual, my father was at the table with his paper and mom was at the stove. I was pleased to see she was still in her short silk robe and I couldn't help but picture in my mind her delicious cunt, which I had seen the day before.

"Morning, sweetie... Hungry?" She asked, as she caught me staring.

"Sure." I said.

I sat next to my father at the table and stole a few glances at my mother as she danced about the kitchen in her bare feet.. My father announced his exit and my mother saw him out. She still hadn't given me my breakfast, which I thought was a bit odd.

After she bolted the front door she pranced back into the kitchen, her big boobs swaying back and forth with each step.

"Sorry, love. I wanted to see your father off before I fed you." She said.

Mom grabbed a plate and brought it over to the table. On the plate were slices of fruit and heaping scoop of whipped cream. She stood at my side and looked down at me, brushing the hair from my eyes with her long nails.

"Did you wank yet this morning?" She asked.

"No." I answered.

"Good. I was hoping you could fight the urge until breakfast. It'll give you something to do while I feed you." She said.

"You mean, here...now? You want me to..." I started in disbelief.

Mom pulled a chair up behind me and sat down. She picked up the plate of fruit and moved up as close as she could behind me, with her head over my left shoulder.

"You need to start your day with a nice powerful orgasm. That's why I'm gonna feed you, while you concentrate all your energy on wanking, okay?" She said

All I could do was nod.

Mom dipped a strawberry in the cream and brought it to my mouth.

"Take a bite." She said.

I did so as we stared into each others eyes. She dipped the remainder of the berry and brought it to her mouth. I watched as mom opened her mouth and bit into the juicy fruit. Her face was very close to mine and I looked into her cream filled mouth as she chewed. Her pink, wet tongue rolled across her top lip, cleaning off a bit of cream. She stared into my eyes the whole time, watching my reaction.

"Don't tell me you forgot how to wank." She said with a smirk.

"No, I'm an expert at that." I said with a laugh.

"Expert huh? We'll see about that." She said.

I fished my now hard cock out of my boxers and all 8 inches sprung into the air and slapped me in the tummy. I started to stroke, but it was bone dry. Mom gazed down at my fleshy pillar.

"You need some lubricant, sweetie. Here, give me your hand." She said.

I put my hand up to mom's mouth and she spit a pool of saliva into my palm.

"That should lather it up a bit." She said.

I spread the gob of spit around my fat bulb.

"Not just the head. Work the lube all the way down the shaft." She directed.

I did so until my entire cock was slick with mom's spit. I started to stroke and mom brought another piece of fruit to my mouth.

"Here you go." She said softly.

I bit off a chunk of mellon that was caked with cream. Mom brought the rest to her mouth and used her long pink tongue to guide it into her open mouth. She chewed it seductively, letting me watch the cream churn inside her mouth and her long pink snake roll across her lips. I stroked rapidly at the head of my cock, fueled by her wonderful display.

"Your strokes are too rapid, sweetheart, you need to lengthen them. Give me your hand." She said.

I brought my hand back to her mouth and again she spat a great pool onto my palm. I quickly went back to wanking.

"That's it, long, hard strokes. Squeeze every inch of it, sweetie." She said.

My fist flew up and down my dick and I slouched in the chair with my legs stretched out. Mom leaned over and stared at me.

"Brad, look at me." She commanded.

I did so and we gazed into each others eyes. I squeezed and pulled at my cock, imagining it was my mom's cunt it was fucking.

"Your doing wonderfully, sweetie, but you need to buck your hips. You need to bounce with it." She said.

I did as she asked and felt as if I was really fucking hard at something. I just wished it were something besides my hand. Mom looked down at the action.

"That's it, sweetheart, thrust into it. Long, hard strokes...Thrust! Thrust!" She said.

I beat my meat relentlessly, harder and faster than I ever had as mom looked on.

"You won't need any more spit. Your pre-cum's acting as a natural lubricant. See it bubbling from the tip?" She asked.

I swiped my hand across the pool of cock-cream and used it to slicken up my shaft. Mom reached down and placed the tips of her fingers on my large ball-sack. Her touch felt amazing.

"Your balls are tightening. Your getting close. Thrust harder!" She said.

My ass flew on and off the seat as I bucked wildly. My fist flew frantically up and down my meat. Mom moved her chair beside me and sat, leaning against my chest. I could feel the spongy softness of her boobs as they rested against my side. She stroked my forehead and looked into my eyes.

"Brad, honey, I need you to tell me when your about to cum, okay?" She said.

I nodded, breathing heavily.

"When I tell you, I want you to stop stroking, do you understand?" She asked commandingly.

"Y..Yeah." I muttered.

Again she placed her fingers lightly against my tightening scrotum.

"You're almost there. Don't ease up, baby. Long hard strokes." She said.

I marveled at how her experience allowed her to tell when I was about to cum, just by touching my nuts. It was obvious that I was with someone who had experienced lots of cocks and knew just how to read them. All at once I felt my nuts churn and my lava roar towards my cannon.

"Mom...I'm gonna do it." I panted.

"Keep humping! Keep bucking, love. Squeeze it hard!!!" She shouted.

"Ohhhh...I'm cummingggg!!!" I wailed.

Just before my cream entered its chute, my mother reached down and latched onto the base of my cock. She squeezed tightly, pressing her thumb against the undernieth of my shaft.

"STOP!!!" She shouted.

The rush of sperm damned before it could enter my pecker. Mom was literally holding it back with her thumb. She used her other hand to ease my body back onto the chair. She rested her weight against me and stroked my face.

"That's it, sweetheart, let it subside. Relax and let it flow back into your balls." She said.

After about fifteen seconds, I caught my breath and could tell my sack had softened up.

"It may not be so important when you're wanking, but when you're having sex with someone, it's very important that you learn to prolong your orgasm. This is called developing stamina. Most men don't have the stamina to make a woman cum. This is why an important part of your sex-ed training is teaching you how to develop staying power. I just showed you one technique, but once you get good enough, you won't need me to help you. You'll be able to go for hours without blowing your load. You'll be in total control. Give me your hand." She said.

Mom again placed a pool of saliva in my hand.

"We'll have plenty of time to teach you technique and you'll need lots of practice, but right now I want you to finish what I interupted." She said.

I coated my cock with her spit and again started beating it. Mom gazed down at my thick fuck-steak.

"That's it, sweetheart...long, hard strokes." She said softly.

My hips began to buck as I really started getting into it. Mom leaned over close to my face, looking directly into my eyes.

"Baby, look at me." She said.

I did so and mom and I just gazed into one anothers eyes for what seemed like forever. She stroked my face with her long nails.

"Oh sweetheart, you're doing so good. I'm soooo proud of you...That's it...buck those hips, sweetie. Thrust into it!" She said lovingly.

I moaned and threw my head to the side, but mom turned it back towards her.

"Ohhhh, you feeling really good, aren't you, sweetie-pie. Look at me. Look into my eyes." Mom said.

I looked at mom and she smiled warmly. It was as if she fully understood the feelings of intense pleasure I was going through and by having my gaze, was somehow sharing the experience.

"Ohhhh...I'm gonna cum hard, mom." I moaned.

Mom giggled, watching my expressions closely.

"I know you are, love. Work it hard and fast now and let it cum. Squeeze it hard! Thrust your hips! Thrust!" She shouted.

I thrust and I stroked, harder than I ever had and I felt the torrent of semen rocket up my shaft. I knew then and there that this was to be the most intense orgasm of my life.

"OHHHHNNNNN!!!!! MOM!!!!!" I wailed.

Mom watched my cock in anticipation.

"HUMP! HUMP HARD!!!!" She yelled.

Suddenly a long thick rope of cum blasted three feet into the air. Mom's eyes lit up as she watched the white gob arch and and splash down against my chest.

"Oh, yes, baby...cum! CUM HARD FOR MOMMA!" She yelled.

A second gyser launched into the air, nearly as big as the first and landed on the floor next to us. A third rope, then a fourth shot from my cock in rapid succession. I thrust my hips into the air and sent another might string sailing onto the kitchen table.

"Oh my God, sweetheart, you're cumming so much." Mom exclaimed.

I milked a seventh rope from my dick and another quickly followed, flowing from my tip like a bubbling brook.

"Oh my God, love...I'm impressed. You came so hard. I have to give you an A for that lesson, that was amazing." She said.

"Thanks... You're a good teacher." I said.

Mom smiled down at me, resting the full weight of her enormous breasts against my chest.

"How do you know how good I am?" She asked teasingly.

"You seem good to me." I said.

She stared into my eyes.

"Oh, I'm good...and you will be too, which has me a little worried. After all we'll have gone through when this coarse is over, I may not be able to graduate you." She said.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"If you get as good as I think you're gonna be, chances are, you're gonna rub me just the right way. Your teacher may not be able to give you up." She said.

28 The Nest

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"Well, sweetie, think you're gonna like your new home?" Devon's mom asked as she rounded the vehicle.

"Like it? This is amazing!" The 18 year old smiled.

"Wait until you see the lake out back. Come on, I'll show you." Lacey said, taking his hand.

The property was breathtaking, with a sprawling view of the lake and forested hills, yet as Devon and his mom stood near the water he was busy admiring a different type of view...his mother.

Lacey was a Goddess among women. She looked like a 39 year old Emily Blunt.. She was built like a mother should be, with wide hips, long shapely legs and the biggest, softest-looking breasts a boy could ever imagine.

"Just look at this view." Lacey said, gazing out at the hills.

When there was no response from her son, Lacey peered over at him and caught him staring at her titties.

"Sweetie." She said, shaking him from his trance.

"Yeah." He said, as if awoken from a dream.

"Are my boobs staring at your eyes again?" She teased with a gleaming white smile.

"Oh, no...sorry." He said bashfully.

Lacey strolled towards him, her cute little bare feet tapping lightly against the grass. She stopped and looked up in to his big blue eyes.

"I don't know why they stare so much. They must really like you." She said teasingly.

Devon chuckled a little, trying to show some humor.

"Maybe a big hug would help. What do you think?" She asked, with a naughty little smirk.

"Maybe." He said.

Lacey coiled her arms around her sons neck and pulled him in for a nice long tit-squasher. She smiled as she heard her son let out a little sigh.

When the hug was over she fed him a peculiar look as she gazed up into his eyes for what seemed like forever.

"Wanna see the inside of the house?" She asked.

"Sure." He said.

"Turn around." Lacey said.

"Why." He smiled.

"Just turn around, goof-ball." She demanded.

Devon faced the house and his mom immediately jumped up onto his back and threw her strong legs around him for a piggy-back ride.

"Jesus, mom." Devon said, taken off guard.

"Move it Boobie-boy!" She said teasingly.

As Devon started up the hill towards the house he put his hands under his moms legs to support her. His cock twitched as he felt her smooth soft thighs and her big mature breasts bobbling against his back.

"Giddy up, you handsome stallion you." Lacey said playfully.

"Funny mom." He said.

After a tour of the huge home Jacob sat on the only piece of furniture in the entire house, an old rickety wooden chair in the kitchen.

"Hey, honey, it's me...we made it." His mom said as she walked into the kitchen with her cell-phone to her ear.

"Great, how's the weather there?" He husband Rob asked from the other end of the line.

"The weather's here's beautiful...although I heard we're suppose to get some rain this evening. How are you guys coming along?" She asked plopping onto her son's lap.

Devon was a little surprised by his moms behavior. She had always been a bit flirty, but never this much. Maybe it was because they were alone while his dad and sister drove the U-haul across country.

"Well, slowly but surely honey, it's a big moving truck." Ron said.

"So you've got at least a couple days left to travel then?" She asked.

"At least, yeah." Ron answered.

"Perfect, that'll give Devon and I plenty of time to get the place cleaned before you guys get here." She said.

"How's Devon doing?" Her husband asked.

Lacey gently brushed her sons hair off his face, giving him a little smile as she looked into his eyes. There was a naughty little sparkle in her eye, one Devon wasn't used to seeing.

"Oh, Devon's fine...just tired I think. We both need a hot shower and a little RR tonight." Lacey said.

"Well, I 'll let you go then." Ron said.

"Okay, baby, call me when you're on the road tomorrow. Tell Jenna I love her." Lacey said.

"I will...I love you and miss you." Her husband.

"Love you too, hun...Bye." She said, hanging up the phone.

Lacey clicked off the phone and gazed at her son with a quirky little smile.

"What is that I feel poking against my butt?" She asked teasingly.

They both knew exactly what it was.

"Sorry, mom." He said.

"I'm not one of your girlfriends that you can just go poking in the butt whenever that thing gets stiff, young man." She said, lifting one legs over his lap so that she was now facing him, in the straddling position. Her skirt had ridden up leaving nearly all of her smooth golden-brown legs exposed.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry, I forgot. You left all your butt-buddies back in California didn't you? No wonder you're momma's big soft butt feels so good against it." She said, in a sexy little voice.

Lacey looked at her son and they both started giggling.

"Do you mind me teasing you like this, sweetie?" Lacey asked cheerfully.

"No...it's fun." Devon said.

"It is fun isn't it?" She smiled, bringing her bare feet off the floor and resting her heels on the back of the chair.

The skirt had now ridden up to Lacey's midsection. Her shapely bronze legs were baby-smooth and were wrapped snuggly around Devon's waist as she straddled him. The old chair CREAKED as she settled her muffin down against the swell of his erection.

"Hope this chair doesn't break on us though." Devon giggled.

"That wouldn't be good." His mom smiled.

"Nope." Devon smiled as his mom brushed the hair back from his eyes.

"When did you grow up on me?" She said, her big sparkling brown eyes radiating pure love.

The chair CREAKED as Lacey tightened her strong legs around him, crushing her fat clit against the underside of the long bulging swell of his cockshaft.

Devon's heart raced with wicked excitement. He and his mom were all alone, he was sitting between her gorgeous legs...and sparks were flying.

"Ugh, I need a shower. Will you be an angel and bring in our bags?" She said.

"Sure mom." He said, as Lacey put her little feet on the floor and rose from his lap.

"Bring them up to the master bedroom for me, sweetie. You've been such a big help on this trip. When you get upstairs I'll have a little reward waiting for you, ok." She said with a cute smile.

Devon watched his mom stroll away towards the stairs, her buttocks swaying seductively.

After grabbing the bags from the minivan Devon raced upstairs to the master bedroom. He could hear the shower running, but to his disappointment, the bathroom door was closed.

"I brought your bag up mom." He said loud enough that she could hear.

"Thank you honey, I left the reward I promised there on the door handle." Lacey said from the shower.

On the bathroom door handle hung a pair of thin pale-pink mesh bikini panties. Devon's body went numb as he stared at them hanging there by their tiny waistband.

"Why don't you take them down to your room for a little personal time, sweetie." Lacey said.

Devon didn't have to be asked twice. He grabbed the panties and rushed down to his empty room.

He lifted the crotch to his nose and inhaled. The deep musky aroma of fresh pussy was absolutely intoxicating. He'd often stole them from his moms hamper and obviously she was aware, but the smell was never this ripe.

Devon unzipped his pants and fished his cock out. It was already brick-hard and stretched way out from his body, making a nine and three-quarter inch arc upward.

He licked two of his fingers, lathering them with his saliva, then began to twist his slippery fist around the top three inches of his dick.

It wasn't long before he drifted into a land of euphoria, where nothing existed but the feel of silky fabric on his face, the pungent aroma of his mother's femininity and the incredible stroking sensation around his glans.

His moms sexy voice entered his fantasy land as he remembered her teasing from earlier.

"Are my boobs staring at your eyes again?"

"Know wonder you're momma's big soft butt feels so good against it."

Through the euphoric fog Devon saw his mom's strong, tan, naked legs tightening around his waist...the chair CREAKING!

"I'll have a little reward waiting for you."

It was all he could take. Devon leaned back against the wall and with a primitive grunt, bucked his hips and sent big ropes of semen sailing across the room.

After a short rest and cleaning up the mess of splattered cum on the floor of his room Devon went downstairs.

"Mom?" He called.

"I'm in the kitchen, sweetie." She answered.

Devon went into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. Lucy was standing on the creaky chair scrubbing the cupboards out. She was wearing a skin tight cotton tank top and matching boy shorts.

Lacey turned when she saw Devon gawking from the doorway. Her big pear-shaped breasts rocked from side to side. The protruding lumps of her nipples were clearly visible.

"Oh, there you are. I hope you don't mind me wearing this, sweetie. I just wanted to be comfortable while I clean...and I figured you're old enough now to handle it...right?" She asked.

"Sure." Devon muttered, his heart racing.

"Good. Would you be an angel and hold this chair for me. I'm so afraid that it's gonna break out from underneath me." She said.

"O-ok." He said.

Devon held the chair and gazed up at his moms body like a kid in a candy store. His eyes traveled up the backs of her smooth shapely legs and stared in awe at her big meaty buttocks, which was oozing out from underneath the shorts.

As she spread her legs slightly Devon could see cleft of her vulva and the thick swell of her outer lips as the fabric stretched tightly around it

He simply couldn't believe his eyes.

"I can't believe how dirty these cupboards are." She said, ripping more paper towels from the roll.

Lacey heard her son let out a sigh.

"You're awfully quiet down there." She said.

"Oh, yeah...sorry." Devon muttered, his face slightly blushing.

Lacey climbed down off the chair and stepped up to him.

"You seem uncomfortable...I should probably put something else on." She said.

"No...it's...it's ok. I'm not uncomfortable at all." He said.

Lacey took his hand.

"Are you sure?" She said.

"Of course...I like it." He said.

"Yeah, well...that's kinda obvious." She said, peering down at the bulge in his shorts with a naughty smile.

All Devon could do was giggle bashfully.

"See, that's what I mean...I like this." Lacey said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I like that we're here alone for a couple days...just me and you, in this big house...way out in the country. It's like our own little nest. I can run around half-naked and you can run around with big boners sticking out under your shorts...and we're both okay with that. At least I know I am." She said.

"I am too." Devon smiled.

"That makes me happy. In a couple days your father and sister will be here and life's gonna get busy again...but until then, I say no schedule, no rules...just me and you." She said with a smile.

"Sounds good to me." Devon said.

With his hand in hers Lacey pulled him out of the kitchen.

"Come on, I wanna show you something." She said excitedly.

"What is it?" He asked.

"You'll see. It's the one room I didn't show you." She said playfully as she led him upstairs.

The way his mom was dressed Devon felt like a young groom being led upstairs to deflower his bride. Lacey was a voluptuous beauty and Devon marveled at her trembling curves.

She led him into a small empty room, turned on the light and closed the door.

"I want you to take a gander at what this room's going to be." She said.

"Your sewing room?" He asked.

"Nope." She said.

"I don't know...give me a hint." He said.

Lacey stepped over to one corner of the room and as Devon watched her he was once again struck with the fact that save for a two pieces of form-fitting fabric, his mom was pretty much naked...and perfectly comfortable with that.

"Over here will be a rocker." She said, then strolled along the wall.

"And over here will be a crib." She said.

"A crib? Mom, are you...?" Devon started.

"Pregnant? No...not yet..." She said, letting the word "yet" linger in the air.

"You're father and I decided that after we get all settled, we'd start to try to have another baby." She smiled.

"Wow." Devon said.

"Isn't that exciting?" She asked with a beaming smile.

"Yeah, that's uh--" Devon started to answer, but then Lacey let out a high pitched SCREAM.

"SPIDER!" She shrieked, then jumped up onto her son, throwing her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Devon immediately grabbed her thighs to hold onto her as she crushed her big tits against his chest and looked down in the direction of the spider.

"OH MY GOD I HATE SPIDERS!" She said.

"Mom, you're so funny." Devon laughed.

"Don't make fun of me. You're the only man in my life for two days, you're suppose to protect me from these things." She said.

"Fine." Devon said, then carried his mom over to the spider and quickly stomped on it.

"There...dead spider. Are you happy?" He said.

Lacey tightened her strong naked legs around her son. With her arms clutched around his neck she brought her face up cheek to cheek with his, looking towards the floor.

"There's probably more." She said, in a pouty little girls voice.

"Do you want me to have a look around?" Devon asked.

Lacey buried her face in the soft of his neck.

"No, I want you to hold me." She said.

"I can do that." Devon smiled.

"You're father never holds me this way when I'm scared. All I get is a quick hug and off he goes." Lacey complained.

"Well, dad doesn't have the best back either mom. You're not fat, but it does take a little strength to hold a woman up like this." Devon said.

"I know, but at least it's nice to know that for the next couple of days I have someone around that can hold me the way I need to be held." She said, looking into his eyes.

"I could hold you like this anytime, mom. Anytime you need me to." Devon said.

"Well, I'll tell you right now...if I see any more damn spiders I'm gonna be clutching onto you like this until your father gets here." She said.

"So what, the spiders are suddenly gonna move out once dad arrives?" Devon teased.

"No...smart ass. I just don't think you holding me this way is something your father would be too happy about seeing, do you?" Lacey smiled.

"No, probably not." Devon said.

"Not to mention the way your shorts keep tenting out every time we get touchy-feely like this." She teased.

"Can't really help that mom." Devon said.

"Oh, sweetie I know. In fact the way I've been teasing you today, If you weren't getting boners I'd be shocked." She said.

Devon looked out the big bay window, which had a large cushioned window seat.

"It's getting dark out...and rainy." He said.

"Let's turn out the lights and sit and watch the rain." Lacey said.

Devon continued to hold her as he walked over and flipped off the light switch. As she held onto him, Lacey's eyes traveled across his shoulders and down his teenaged chest. She smiled and shook her head.

"What?" Devon said.

"I just can't believe how much you've grown up. I mean, look at you, letting me hold onto you while you carry me around like this." She said, with an impressed gleam in her eye.

"Does it surprise you?" Devon asked.

"No, it impresses me." Lacey said, as her feet slipped to the floor.

"And so does that thing." She said, eyeballing the tent in his shorts.

"The way it's pushing your shorts way out like that. That's amazing!" She said, her face a little flushed.

"Well, what's amazing about it, mom. Isn't that what they're suppose to do?" Devon blushed.

"There's lots of things they're suppose to do...but I assume all those young California girls taught you all about that." Lacey said with a smile.

"Some, I guess, but I'm sure I have a lot more to learn." Devon said.

"So you feel like you don't know enough?" Lacey asked with concern.

"Well, yeah, I guess that's it." He muttered.

"Sit down here with me and let's get cozy and talk while we watch the rain." Lacey said, nudging her son down onto the large window seat.

Devon leaned back against the cushions and Lacey knelt in front of him and lifted his shirt.

"Take this off. I want us to get comfortable." Lacey said, lifting his shirt up and off.

Without hesitation she unbuttoned his shorts and zipped them down.

"Let's get these off too." She said.

"Maybe I shouldn't mom...I..." Devon started.

"Shush, lift up. Your erection can't be too comfortable pushing up against your shorts like that. Let's give him some room to move around a little." She said.

Devon lifted his ass and she shucked his trunks. His tent pole teetered back and forth for a second under his boxers, then popped out the fly hole.

Lacey giggled, looking down at it.

"Oops, I think he wants to do more than move around a little." She teased.

She pulled the fly hole up, stretching the fabric and draping it over the big bell-shaped helmet.

"There we go, much better." She said.

Sitting at his side Lacey threw her legs over her sons lap so that she faced the window and nuzzled in close to him. This put her face slightly above his, so she was able to look down into his eyes.

Devon took a second to appreciate the close proximity of her breasts and how soft they felt resting against the side of his bare chest.

"Mmm, I like this." She said.

"Me too." He muttered, peering down at the deep canyon of cleavage pushing up against his moms top.

"So how did you like your reward earlier?" Lacey asked.

"I liked it...a lot." Devon smiled.

"I figured you would. I've known about your fascination with my panties for a long time." She said.

"You never got mad?" Devon asked.

"No. There's nothing wrong with a boy sniffing his mom's panties. It's perfectly natural to be curious." She said.

"Can I ask you something though?" Lacey said.

"Sure." Devon said.

"Do you pull on your peter while you sniff them?" She asked.

"Yeah." He muttered.

"And I would imagine you like to suck on the crotch too, right...so you can taste the juices that I've left there throughout the day?" She asked.

It wasn't easy, but Devon looked up into his moms eyes as she stared down at him.

"Uh-huh. Is that bad?" He said.

Lacey brushed his hair back with her long nails.

"Did it make you feel good?" She asked.

"Of course." He answered.

"Then how could it be bad?" She said.

"Well I don't know...cuz you're my mom I guess." He said.

"Yes that's true, but the fact of the matter is, even though I gave birth to you and changed your diapers. Even though I wiped your nose and rocked you to sleep at night...I'm still a woman. And down there...between these legs...is a pussy...just like all the pussies you had back in California, only with a lot more experience." She explained.

"Wish I had more experience." Devon said.

"Oh don't you worry sweetie, with a penis like yours, you'll soon have the girls around here clawing to get at you." Lacey said.

"You think so?" He asked.

"I know so...trust me. Mom was a horny young girl once and she knows how horny young girls think." She said with a wink.

They took a moment to stare out at the rain.

"I love this. We needed this time, didn't we?" She asked.

"Yeah, I like it too." Devon said.

"You may not know this, but I planned it this way. So you and I could get some time alone...before you father and sister arrive." She said.

"You did?" Devon asked.

"Yep, I did. I felt like we needed to reconnect...to strengthen our bond and share some intimate thoughts and moments together." She said.

"That's awesome." Devon said.

Lacey crawled back onto her knees beside her son.

"In fact, right now...I wanna share an intimate thought with you." She said.

"Okay." Devon muttered.

Lacey brought her lips to his ear.

"You make my heart flutter. " She whispered.

She brought her head back and looked into his eyes.

"So what do you think about that?" She said, raising an eyebrow.

"Cool." Devon blushed.

Lacey sat back on her heels. Even in the darkened room Devon could see her breasts bobble around, pushing the cotton fabric outward. Her nipples poked out invitingly.

"Slide down onto your back." She said, glancing at the erection threatening to tear through his boxers.

Devon slid down until her rested on his back against the cushion. Lacey straddled his midsection and lay against him. The aroused teen watched in fascination as his moms boobs rolled out like soft dough against his chest.

Lacey placed her elbows against his shoulders and propped her face against her palms, staring down at him dreamily.

"You okay with this kiddo?" She asked.

"Yeah." Devon smiled, recognizing that this was an extremely intimate position for a mother and son to be in together.

"So what is it about girls and sex that you still feel you need to learn?" Lacey asked.

"Well I don't know...I think I know what to do, but...I tend to get a little too excited when I'm with them and...well..." Devon started.

"You feel like you ejaculate sooner than you should?" Lacey asked, straight faced.

"Yeah, I guess that's it. I feel bad about it." Devon blushed.

"Oh sweetie, don't feel bad...most boys go through this, some unfortunately never learn to control it." Lacey explained.

"I wanna control it though." He answered.

"And you will...but first you have to understand why." She said.

"Why what?" Devon asked.

"Why your penis reacts that way." Lacey said.

"Cuz it feels amazing, mom." Devon giggled.

"Of course it does...but do you understand why it feels amazing?" Lacey smiled.

Devon shrugged his shoulders.

"Sweetheart, the glans on the head of your penis contain some of the most sensitive nerve endings on your body. You introduce those glans to somewhere warm, soft and wet, they're gonna react." She explained.

"Well how do I keep them from reacting?" Devon asked.

"Well that's the million dollar question, isn't it?" Lacey smiled.

"I guess so...do you know the answer?" He asked.

"I do." Lacey said confidently, gazing into his eyes.

"Will you um...help me...teach me how to control it?" Devon asked.

"Are you sure? That's usually not something a boy asks his mom to help him with." Lacey said.

"Yeah, I'm sure. If you are?" Devon asked.

"Does a baby bird learn to spread its wings before it leaves the nest?" Lacey asked.

"Yeah." He answered.

"And who shows it how to spread its wings?" Lacy asked.

"The mother bird." Devon smiled.

"That's right, momma bird. I can help you, but in order to teach you to do it right, I have to see what you're doing wrong. Does that make sense?" She asked.

"Y-yeah, but how are we gonna do that?" Devon answered, his heart racing with the possibilities.

"Well, there are few different ways we could do this., but I want you to decide which one you're the most comfortable with." Lacey said.

"Okay, well...what's the first one?" Devon asked eagerly.

"There's a bottle of baby-oil in one of my bags. I could use some to masturbate your penis, that way I can see how you react and how long it actually takes you to ejaculate." She said.

Devon felt his insides doing somersaults.

"What's the second choice?" He asked.

"I could take you in my mouth, like your girlfriends do...suck on you until you orgasm." She said with a quirky little smile.

Devon could hardly speak. He took a big gulp, which made Lacey giggle.

"Maybe I shouldn't go onto the third choice...someone's looking a little pale." She said with a giggle.

"No...it's umm...it's okay. What's the third choice?" He muttered.

"Well...I could let you settle down between my legs and uh...we could do a little bump n grind...see exactly what it is you're doing wrong." Lacey said.

"You would do that?" Devon asked.

"I wouldn't offer it as an option if I wasn't willing to do it." She said.

"What about dad?" He asked, feeling a little guilty.

"He's sleeping...in a hotel room, nine-hundred miles from here...that's all you and I need to know." She said in a serious tone.

"Wow, all the choices sound great...but..." Devon said.

Lacey giggled and wrapped her arms up around his neck.

"Roll me over." She said, knowing exactly which choice her son wanted.

Devon rolled his mom over onto her back in the window seat. She ran her hands down his back as he now lay on top of her.

"Here's the scenario...I'm one of your girlfriends and we've just gone down to your bedroom to have sex. I want you to show me what you do. I'm not gonna stop you at all...I'm not gonna give you any pointers. You just do your thing and I'll go along with it, like one of your girlfriends would...okay?" Lacey said.

"Alright. Do you uh...do you want me to wear a condom? I have some down in my bag." He asked.

"Do you normally wear a condom with the girls you have sex with?" Lacey asked.

"Not usually." He said.

"Then the answer's no. If you usually go condomless, then I want you condomless." She said.

"But what if you get..." Devon started.

"Pregnant?" Lacey asked.

"Yeah." He answered.

"Well if you get me pregnant then I guess that'll be a natural consequence of our coupling...and we'll be filling this nursery a little sooner than I thought. " Lacey said with smile.

"Okay." Devon said.

"You ready to start?" Lacey asked.

"Uh okay, but I'm kinda nervous, mom." Devon said, rising to his knees between her legs.

"Devon, my name's Lacey, I'm not your mom...and I hope she's not around anywhere. Sure would be awkward if she found us like this." Lacey said in a sweet innocent voice.

"Oh...um, no she's not here." Devon said, getting in on the role-play.

"Oh good then would you do something for me?" She asked.

"What's that?" Devon asked.

"Would you take off my panties and fuck the shit out of me?" Lacey said, gazing up at him.

Devon's heart was racing. His cock was so fucking hard it felt like it was gonna explode.

"Uh...sure." He said.

Devon grabbed the elastic waistband of his moms boy shorts and slid them down her hips. Lacey had a tiny triangle of neatly trimmed pubic hair on her pubis and Devon could see and smell the deep furrow beneath it.

After pulling her panties off he clumsily shed his boxers. His long thick erection bobbed eagerly up and down as he took position between Lacey's legs.

Devon nervously pushed his cock-rod down into his moms cleft, dragging past her engorged clitoris until he felt the resistance give way and his bell-shaped head sink into the hot slippery orifice.

He sighed as he watched half his manhood disappear. Lacey suddenly grasped him and pulled Devon down on top of her, wrapping her legs up around him.

"Fuck me!" She cried desperately.

Lacey pushed his ass with her heels and Devon's cock plunged all the way to his nutsack. She bounced her hips, urging him to start thrusting.

Devon felt his moms strong coital walls clamp tightly around the meat of his dong as he started to hump.

"O-h-h man!" His voice quivered.

Lacey clutched his ass with her long nails, pulling him deeper inside her.

"Soo big." She whimpered, feeling him bottom-out against the head of her cervix.

Devon's cock slipped up and down the gripping birth canal, trying to get a rhythm going. The pink spongy ridges smothered the invading rod, coaxing the glans and clutching the strong veiny shaft.

"O-h-h-h shit!" Devon said, as he felt the amazing sensations.

"Harder!" Lacey hissed, her pink nails digging into his ass.

"I gotta slow down." Devon gasped, feeling his scrotum tighten.

"No..." Lacey said, her pelvis rocking up and down, her cunt pulling at the dong.

"Fuck me harder!" She cried.

Devon felt the world around him swirl in wild euphoria. A raging unstoppable load was racing up his cock.

"UNGHH, I'M GONNA CUM!" He groaned.

Huge strands of spunk erupted from Devon's piss-hole, splashing thick white ribbons along the head of Lacey's cervix. The spitting rod flexed and lurched through the squeezing pocket of pink, rising up and back through a gooey froth of mother/son ejaculate.

Devon bucked for almost a full minute before he finally went still and let out big satisfied sigh.

"You can be honest...pretty pitiful, huh mom?" He asked in a disappointed tone.

"No, pity is something you feel for someone who has no control over what they do. Being a better lover is something that's completely within your control...you just have to learn how." She said.

"Will you help me?" Devon asked, lifting his head and looking down at her.

"Of course I will...I told you that, but first I think we both need to rinse off. " She smiled.

"That sounds nice." He said.

Devon started the shower and went over to the toilet to pee. As a steady stream of piss shot from his dangling dong, Lacey walked in completely naked.

Devon about peed on the seat as he watched her prance towards him, her big breasts rocking and bobbling as she moved.

"Geez, mom...I'm peeing." He said.

"I can see that." She said, stopping at his side.

"Try something for me." She said, watching piss flow from his penis.

"What?" He asked.

"Clench you ass cheeks together and make yourself stop peeing." She said.

"Why?" Devon giggled.

"Just do it." She said sternly.

"Fine." Devon said, making the flow stop.

"Happy now?" He asked her.

"Very." Lacey answered, smiling up at him.

"Why?" Devon asked.

"You'll see." She said, sashaying towards the shower, making her bare buttocks sway teasingly.

"Finish peeing and come get in the shower with me. I wanna try something." She said.

Devon let the rest of the piss trickle from his prick, then he joined his mom in the shower. He stood for a second and watched her rinse her body, marveling at how amazingly sexy she looked.

He watched the water cascade down her big dangling breasts. He knew from looking at her bras that they were a 44 DD, but never realized just how big and heavy breasts that size really were.

Her cunt looked different that it did before he fucked it. Her fleshy labial pedals were large and engorged, having just been stretched around the fruit of Devon's loins.

"Well I can see someone's standing at attention again." Lacey said.

Devon looked down at his penis, rock hard and arcing way up past his belly button.

"Oh, yeah...I guess so." Devon blushed.

"Trade me spots so you can rinse off." Lacey said.

Devon rinsed off and Lacey grabbed the bottle of body wash. As her son faced her she began to run her hands over his chest, lathering him up. She looked up into his eyes and gave him a reassuring smile. This was brand new territory for them.

She squirted another big gob on her hand and stepped up close to him. Devon watched as she grasped onto his penis and began to gently stroke it up and down.

"I want you to tell me when you get close...okay?" She said.

"Alright." He sighed.

Lacey increased her speed and tightened her grip, twisting her fist along the massive dong.

Devon put his hand on his moms shoulder, steadying himself as his knees went weak.

"Oh wow, mom...that feels really good." He muttered, as he watched Lacey shimmering breasts quiver and ripple as she stroked.

"I know it does sweetie. Don't forget to tell me when your close." She said.

"Okay, I'm almost there." He muttered.

"Can you feel the pressure start to build in your scrotum?" Lacey asked.

"Y-y-yeah." Devon answered.

"I'm gonna stroke a little slower and I want you to do what you did at the toilet...squeeze your cheeks together to stop the flow." She instructed.

"Alright I will." Devon said.

Devon found that by doing this he was able to stop his load before it rose from his balls.

"It's working." He said.

"You're doing it sweetie. Keep tightening until it subsides." Lacey said, as she continued pulling her slippery fist up and down his rigid pole.

"Better?" She asked.

"Yeah." He sighed.

"Okay, we're gonna speed things up again sweetheart." She said, increasing her cock-milking tempo.

"Okay." Devon said.

"Hey, look at me." His mom said softly.

Devon gazed down at his mom. Her body glistened and her hair was wet and slicked back. Her big brown eyes gazed up into his, a tiny bit of mascara running from the corners as she savored his reaction.

"Does that feel good?" She asked in a sexy mommy voice.

"Uhhh...uh-huh." He muttered.

"You need to be bucking your hips, sweetheart. Push your penis up through my hand and meet my strokes." She said.

Devon rocked his hips, meeting Lacey's every down stroke.

"That's it...that's my boy." She said.

"I'm feeling really good again." Devon sighed.

"Slow your pace and squeeze it off." Lacey said calmly.

Devon's body jerked with pleasure. Lacey held onto him, continuing a slow steady squeeze up and down his shaft.

"It feels too good. You gotta stop." Devon moaned.

"No sweetie, focus on squeezing off the pressure, stopping's not an option." Lacey said.

Devon collapsed onto Lacey's shoulder, his knees buckling.

"I can't hold it back." He goaned.

"Yes you can...you're doing awesome." Lacey said encouragingly.

"OH GOD!" He cried.

Lacey felt his cock flex in her hand and a warm oozing stream of spunk began to trickle down her fingers. Realizing the dam was about to break, she sped up her stroking.

"OH SHIT...OH GOD, MOM, I'M CUMMING!" Devon shouted as his body quivered with overwhelming arousal.

Lacey held him against her as he groaned against the soft of her shoulder. She felt hot blasting ropes of teenaged spunk splash against the butt of her tits, over and over.

"It's okay...let it go sweetheart. That's my baby." Lacey said as she squeezed her fist expertly up and down the twitching erection.

It was a full minute of moaning and groaning before Lacey had milked ever drop from her sons peter. Devon kept his head laying against her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, it just felt too good." He said.

"Oh sweetie, it's suppose to feel good, but did you notice how much longer you lasted pinching it off that way?" She asked.

"Yeah, definitely." He said.

"Becoming a better lover takes practice. It's not gonna happen all at once. Just remember though, girls flock around the guys that can make them scream. You get good enough with that thing...you'll have them fighting over you...trust me." Lacey explained.

"Wow, how lucky am I to have a mom this cool?" He said, lifting his head and looking own at her.

"Hey, preparing our boys for the world is what we moms do. Momma bird, remember?" She smiled, then gave him a quick peck on the lips.

Devon stayed in a the shower awhile replaying the incredible experience of being fucked, then jacked off by his own beautiful mom. He soaked for a long time in the hot spray.

As he dried off he noticed a little handwritten note near the sink. It read:

HEY HANDSOME, STAY NAKED AND COME FIND ME! -MOM

Devon smiled and walked out of the master bedroom. The upstairs hallway was quiet and dimly lit.

"Mom?" He called, but there was no answer. His voice seemed to echo through the empty house.

Suddenly a door at the end of the hall closed. Devon walked over to it, but found it locked. He discovered another note. It said:

LAY DOWN NEXT TO THE DOOR AND START STROKING THAT BIG BEAUTIFUL PENIS FOR ME

Devon chuckled, obviously his mom was playing a naughty little game with him and he decided to go along with it.

He lay down on the floor, with his head next to the door and started to massage his flaccid peter.

The door slowly creaked open, just a tad and Devon watched as a long naked tan leg extending out from the darkness. It looked so soft and baby-smooth.

His moms sexy bare foot, with its pink painted toenails, came to rest on his abdomen, then slowly slithered around the base of his shaft and slid on to his large smooth scrotum. He felt her toes clench, massaging the meat of his nuts.

He looked up into the crack in the doorway and could barely make out the shadow of his moms face as she stared down at him.

He felt her soft toes leave his balls and trail up his chest. From this vantage point he could see the strong muscles in his moms leg flex as it retracted over him. Her toes slowly...gently grazed across his cheek, then her leg disappeared back into the room.

He heard his mom trot across the room playfully. He slid the door open just in time to see her stop by another door at the far side of the room.

Lacey gazed back at him. He could tell by her silhouetted body that she was completely naked. The form of her breasts jutted out from her chest, huge and ripe. Lacey was light and gracefully on her feet, like a barefoot high school cheerleader.

Devon heard her giggle teasingly as she hurried out the door. He quickly got up and followed after her, his now hardened cock bobbing up and down

Reaching a back circular stairway Devon looked down from the top of the stairs just in time to see Lacey reach the first floor. She paused, flashed him a seductive look and rolled her tongue across her top lip. Devon's heart skipped a beat. Never in a million years did he think his own mother would give him this kind of look. If looks could speak, Lacey just screamed "COME FUCK ME!"

She giggled and rushed away. Devon nearly stumbled descending the stairs after her.

He got to the bottom floor and saw that the back door was open. He looked outside and saw his moms shadowy figure gracefully trotting down the hill towards the boathouse.

Lacey stopped midway and looked back at her son in the doorway. Her nude body glistened in the midnight rain. With a playfully little giggle she continued towards the boathouse, her big breasts bobbling wildly.

Devon rushed down the hill after her like a horny puppy excitedly following after the bitch in heat.

He got to the boathouse and crept inside. It was dark and Devon could hear the water lapping against the docking area.

"Mom?" He called.

"Up here." He heard her softly whisper.

Devon turned to find a ladder leading up into a loft. He slowly climbed to the top and found a large bunk area and his moms body spread out across it.

Lacey was on her back, her legs bent at the knees and scissored apart. Devon about lost his breath as he gazed at her wet naked curves shimmering in the moonlight.

"Hi." She said in a soft, sweet yet seductive voice.

"Hi." He muttered, his heart thumping wildly.

She reached her hand out for him.

"Come here." She whispered.

That's all that had to be said.

Devon crawled up and rested against the soft saddle between her legs. He could feel the heat of her genitals as his shaft squashed against her outer lips.

He gazed into her glowing eyes. She pulled him down to her lips and after a few sensual kisses their tongues began to dance.

Devon began to prod and poke, searching for her entrance. Finally he found it and his cock-flesh sunk down into what could only be described as absolute paradise.

The warm spongy ridges along Lacey's vaginal walls licked against the meat of her sons dong as it sunk all the way to her hot inner core. Packed completely full she clutched down tight on the rod, smothering it in a grip that only an experienced mom could give.

"UUUGGNNHH!" Devon moaned in ecstasy.

His hips set in motion. Lacey prepared her body for the fuck, pivoting her hips so that her cunt was at a better angle for her sons assault. She slid her long shapely legs up around his back, their soft smooth-shaven skin still wet and slippery from the rain.

Devon's strong sturdy erection plowed steadily in and out of clutching rut. His large hairless scrotum made lewd slapping sounds as it struck the ring of Lacey's pouting butt-hole, over and over.

As he bucked and groaned Devon lay his face against the soft of his moms neck. He could feel her slippery tits sloshing around between them.

Of course, it wasn't long before the sensations were just to much, but he tightened his ass like his mom had taught him and slowed the pace just a little.

Lacey wasn't making it easy. She thrust her cunt up against his hard-on, over and over, trying to speed things up again. And to make it even more challenging she tightened her cunt muscles, making them ripple up and down the tender teenaged pipe.

"Oh-h-h-h mom!" Devon moaned.

He sat up, hoping the change in positioning would take the edge off. Lacey leaned her legs against his shoulders, wrapping her feet around his neck. This didn't help poor Devon's excitement level, especially when he looked down and saw her tits rolling up and down her chest.

"DAMN!" He groaned, trying with all his might to pinch off the rising cum-blast.

Lacey could tell her son was fighting off the orgasm. Not only by his slowing pace and obvious state of arousal, but also by the way his cock was pulsing and flexing inside her. She was proud that he was already making progress, but knew it would boost his ego even more if he could make her cum on his dick.

Devon found himself being guided back down onto his mom. This time her legs were thrown way back and rested on his strong shoulders. He sped up and found a nice steady rhythm.

Lacey gazed up into Devon's eyes with wild lust, as if he were really beginning to scratch the itch inside her.

"That's it, sweetie...don't stop!" She said desperately.

At this angle Devon's erection was literally plowing against Lacey's G-spot, stimulating the sensitive rubbery ridges along the top of her birth canal.

"OH GOD, DEVON, PLEASE DON'T STOP!" She cried.

Devon watched as his mom began to gasp, her mouth wide open. Her eyes began to roll back in her head. The site was enough to make his balls boil over.

"OH-H-H MOM!" He groan, his body shaking.

The walls of her cunt closed up like a clamp. Devon felt like his cock was being pushed out, but the strong rigid dong pushed forward, persisting with ball-bumping strokes.

"OOHHH FUCK!!!" Lacey's scream reverberated throughout the boathouse as her body began to shake in orgasm.

Devon groaned as thick ropes of spunk erupted from his piss-hole, soaking the quivering walls of pink pussy.

Their wet sticky bodies clutched and writhed together for a good five minutes, like two anacondas wrapped in throes of a mating ball.

"That was...amazing." Devon sighed, his head laying against his moms chest.

"Very amazing." She answered, running her fingers through his hair.

Devon lifted his head and gazed down at his mom.

"Did I make you cum?" He asked.

"You did." She smiled, staring up into his eyes dreamily.

"Wow, I've never made a girl cum before." He said proudly.

"You're using your skills, which mean you're starting to last longer before you ejaculate. I'm so proud of you." She said.

"Thanks mom." He blushed.

Lacey held her sons hand as they walked naked back to the house. She locked the door behind them and turned out the lights downstairs.

As she led him up the stairs Devon's heart was racing. He felt like the rest of the world had vanished and the only things that existed were him and his beautiful mother. There was pure magic in the air and somehow he knew he had a long night ahead of him.

"Grab your things and bring them down to our bedroom." Lacey said, as she let his hand go.

"Our bedroom? You mean you and dads bedroom?" Devon asked.

"Is your dad living in this house right now?" She asked, placing her hands on her wide birthing hips.

"Well, no. Technically I guess not." Devon said.

"Well then technically I guess that makes it our house then doesn't it. Our house...our rules and our bedroom. Now get your things." She smiled, turning and walking into the bedroom.

Devon stood there for a second like a love-struck puppy, watching his moms bare buttocks sway back and forth as she strode towards the master bathroom.

"Holy shit." He thought as he felt his cock slowly inflate.

Devon rushed down to his room and collected his things. When he got down to the master bedroom his mom was still in the bathroom with the door closed.

"Sweetie?" Lacey called from behind the door.

"Yeah mom." Devon answered.

"Pump the queen size air mattress up and get it ready for us okay? I'll be out in a few minutes." She said.

"Okay." Devon said.

First a room to share, now a bed. Devon was all smiles. It didn't take him long to get the air mattress pumped up and the fitted sheet on.

"Ready for bed?" He heard his mom say.

Devon spun around just as Lacey emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing a crotchless nylon body stocking and her hair was back in a pony. Devon's mouth hung open. She smiled, slowly stepping towards him.

"You okay?" She asked with a knowing giggle.

"Yeah, I'm just not used to seeing you in things like that." He answered.

"Well at least I'M wearing something Tarzan." She joked, glancing down at the huge jutting erection pointing at her.

"Sorry." He blushed.

"For what? I'm all alone with a gorgeous teenager. Do you hear me complaining?" She asked.

"Do women your age like teenaged guys?" He asked.

"Yup." She smiled.

"Must be because we're horny all the time." Devon said.

"Uh-huh, just like women my age. We're two forces of nature you and I. Get us alone together like this and sparks start to fly." She said, stepping up and coiling her arms around him.

Devon felt his super-engorged cock-nob brush against his moms tiny patch of pubic fuzz. It slid down across her swollen clit, then between her legs. She stepped forward and his shaft glided across the moist groove of her heated pit.

Her nylon-encased tits mashed against his chest. His big plumb and a good two to three inches of cock meat stuck out between his moms legs from behind, crowned by her big meaty buttocks.

"So how come guys dads age stop getting horny?" He asked as she gazed into his eyes.

"It's just what men's bodies do as they get older, sweetheart. The desire becomes less...erections aren't as strong. Their ability to really make a woman scream starts to dwindle." She explained.

"That's sad. I can't imagine being that way." He said.

"Well, that's because your in your prime, sweetie. Boys your age wanna get laid, it's all they think about. Their erections are strong and sturdy..." She said, squeezing her legs around his brick-hard meat.

"Their ability to bounce back after ejaculating is incredible. I guess they have what women my age crave." Lacey said.

"That explains a lot though cuz I hear you and dad going at it sometimes and it doesn't seem to last very long." He said.

"I know...sad huh." She said.

"But you stay with him anyway?" Devon asked.

"Of course, I love your father. Other than his dwindling desire he's a wonderful husband. A great provided for you and your sister. He bought us this big beautiful home. didn't he?" She asked.

"Yeah, but you deserve pleasure mom...you know, in bed and stuff. Do you ever think about staying with dad, but getting it somewhere else?" Devon asked.

"Of course, us housewives always think about those thing. I guess I'd just have to find someone who I could trust. Someone who could really make it worth the risk." She said.

Devon's cock flexed, his pipe squeezing up between the soft slick folds of her outer labia.

"Ohhh, do I feel an erection down there volunteering for the job?" She giggled.

"I wouldn't mind." He said.

"Well, you're certainly on your way to becoming quite the pussy-pleaser. Guess we'll have to see how much you can keep impressing me until your father and sister arrive." She smiled, staring intently into his eyes.

"I could impress you right now." Devon said confidently, his fingers sinking into the cheeks of her ass.

"You can be a hot-shot tomorrow. Tonight's all about learning. I'm not cutting any corners with you, sweetie. You need to know the difference between fucking and making love." She said.

"What is the difference?" He asked.

"Well, one, fucking, is like running a race, hard and intense. But the other, making love, is like a slow intricate dance. If done right, it can go on for hours." She said.

"Wow." Devon muttered, his heart pounding with excitement.

"We ran some good races tonight, but now I wanna teach you how to dance." Lacey said, her eyes wild and dreamy.

"Okay." Devon smiled.

Lacey gave a sensual peck on the lips.

"I'm gonna light a candle. I want you to sit on the center of the bed Indian-style." She said.

"Indian-style? Um, okay." Devon said, then hopped on the bed as Lacey turned out the lights and lit a candle.

The room was filled with a warm romantic ambiance. Devon sat Indian-style on the center of the air mattress and watched as Lacey crawled towards him. She sat on his lap facing him and wrapped her strong nylon-encased legs around his waist.

She rose her ass from his lap a little, just enough to let Devon's cock line up with her hot hovering hole. Then in one slow plunge she took she took every inch of him.

Devon sighed as he felt the warm spongy pink swallow his dong. Lacey's fleshy labia settled snuggly against his large hairless scrotum. His cock was now wrapped in a mothers embrace.

She coiled her arms around her baby for support, her face now slightly above his.

"Lets kiss while I rock on you." She said softly.

They turned their heads slightly and began kiss soft and slow. Lacey began a gradual, fluid rocking motion with her hips, grinding their genitals together.

Easily excited, Devon tried to force his tongue into Lacey's mouth.

"Easy, sweetie, let me guide you this first time." She said.

"Okay." He muttered, his breath heavy with arousal.

"Soft, slow kisses." She said, planting little love pecks on his face, then on his lips.

Again and again their lips made wet smacking sounds as they gently made contact.

"Mmmmm." Lacey whined in a sexy tone, as she hungrily closed her big pouty lips around her sons over and over.

Pre-cum drooled from Devon's piss-hole and mixed with Lacey's slippery vaginal secretions, creating a nice creamy lubricant for his bulging pipe to slither and lurch. Devon felt like he was stirring his cock in warm fleshy pudding.

"That's better. Now open your mouth and lets flutter our tongues together." She said.

Devon opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Lacey started by closing her lips around it and sucking it like a cock, up and down a few times. Each time he disappeared into her mouth Devin felt his moms tongue flailing wildly against his.

After she was done sucking, Lacy's long pink snake slithered from her mouth and began to flutter and thrash against her sons. Devon licked back, but was amazed at the speed and strength of his moms tongue.

Lacey had one of those long serpent-like tongues that could probably reach the tip of her nose. And although Devon was doing his best, he simply couldn't compete with the way her snake was whirling and twisting around his. As the tips of their tongues played together Devon opened his eyes and watched his mom work her magic.

Lacey's head was tilted, her eyes closed. Her mouth was wide open and her elongated tongue was mostly still now accept for the pointy tip, which danced against Devon's tongue with amazing speed.

"Wow, your tongue's amazing mom." He muttered.

She opened her eyes and smiled.

"Oh sweetheart, you haven't even begun to see how amazing it can be." She smiled.

Staring into his his eyes Lacey took a long wet lick across his cheek. She left a trail of hungry kisses across the sides of his face, then began to nibble at his ear.

"Do you like it baby? Do you like to feel mommy gripping onto that thick erection." She whispered.

Her warm vaginal grip tightened around his throbbing boner as she flexed her coital walls. Devon's body reacted with an excited shiver.

He felt his moms tongue snake against his ear...under it...around it...inside of it, probing and wiggling.

"Mmm, you like this don't you, baby boy? In bed with mom...makin' sweet love." She whispered naughtily.

He hugged her body tighter, trying to flatten her tits even more against his chest. Sensing this, Lacey separated their chests for a second. She looked down at her huge tits, heaving against the stretchy transparent covering.

"Rip it." She said, gazing at her son.

Devon grabbed the fabric between her tits and tore it easily. Pounds of motherly breast-meat came spilling out. She threw them against him, buried her face in his neck.

"Holy shit." Devon sighed, aroused by his moms aggressiveness.

As Lacey plowed her tongue against the tendons in her sons neck, her hips continued a constant fluid rocking up and back...up and back. Devon's big balls rose and fell again and again as they lay tucked between the pillowy cheeks of Lacey's buttocks.

Devon gazed down at his moms wide child-bearing hips. They moved like a machine that was custom-made to glide this way while she grinded on cock.

The rain pelted the windows in the dark emptiness outside, reminding Devon of just how isolated he and his mom were from the rest of the world right now.

Between the hot slippery cunt-grinding and the way his mom was lapping at his neck, Devon's balls were starting boil.

He tightened his ass, tried to think of something else.

"I wonder how the fishing is in the lake...bet it's the first thing dad does when he gets here." He thought.

Then he felt guilty for thinking of his dad at that moment. He knew the gorgeous woman on his lap was his dads property and that he was trespassing. But he knew that when an owner's away and the property is willing, trespassing is inevitable.

"Dad deserves this." He muttered.

Lacey stopped licking and looked at her son.

"What?" She said with a quirky smile.

"He deserves this, what we're doing. Any guy who has a woman like you, who can do this to them every day and does nothing about it, deserves to be cheated on." He explained.

Lacy ran her hand gently across his cheek.

"You are a sweetheart, you know that?" Lacey said, looking as through she could cry.

"I'm your sweetheart." Devon said, flexing his rod.

"Yes you are. My young, handsome, big-dicked sweetheart." She said, gazing at him with fluttering eyelids.

Lacey lowered herself onto her back, taking Devon with her. Her legs had a tight grasp on him, keeping him tucked inside her soft saddle. They kissed passionately.

Devon was overcome with desire and began to really buck his hips and sock it to her. Lacey clutched onto his ass and broke this kiss for a moment.

"Slow down, sweetie. Pace yourself." She whispered.

Devon slowed and found a nice steady unhurried rhythm. His long teenaged love-pipe glided in and out of the warm clutching grip of his mom's hungry cunt. The gooey ridges along her inner walls smothered his meaty lance with every down stroke.

"Oh mom, this feels soooo good." He sighed, as he looked down into her gleaming eyes.

"I want you to let yourself go. Let your body do the work...while you look into my eyes and our minds float away together into a cloud of pleasure." Lacey softly whispered.

"O-okay." Devon muttered.

Devon indeed felt as though he was falling into a trance as he was nose to nose with his mom, his eyes lost inside of hers. As if on auto-pilot his hips kept working, thrusting his peter up and down his mother's pleasure-pocket.

"Oh Dev...oh sweetie...this is beautiful." She whispered softly.

Thunder RUMBLED outside.

Candlelight flickered.

Hips rocked in unison.

Huge tits sloshed as they lay plastered against the flesh of a teenaged chest.

The heels of two tiny bare feet pushed against a bucking ass.

Eyes fixed, glazed with lust.

This was love-making at it's most intense.

"OH MY GOD, I'M GONNA CUM!" Lacey's voice quivered as she stared into her sons eyes.

Her body stiffened and Devon felt her clutching legs tremble against him. Lacey's eyes closed as her face became red and contorted.

"Holy shit, mom." He muttered, in awe of the site beneath him.

Devon pinched off his own explosive orgasm and continued to sock it to her with long steady thrusts.

Lacey screamed in orgasm, her body shaking violently.

Mom and son rolled onto their sides as the desperate love making went on and on into the night.

They were no longer two bodies, but one ball of twisting, pounding flesh. They rolled and fucked...their pelvises grinding...and at times slapping together with wild abandon.

After nearly two hours of impressive pussy prodding Devon's body trembled as he blew his nuts deep inside the hot smothering throat of Lacey's love-canal.

Words went unspoken as they lay there in the candlelight... kissing...gazing into each others eyes. Thunder RUMBLED outside.

Devon could feel the juice of his load running down across his balls as his flaccid cock remained tucked in his moms sheath.

He sighed as she gave his peter gentle squeezes with her strong coital muscles. Lacey felt her sons lance twitch...and she knew it was going to be a long sleepless night.

The next morning sunlight lit up the kitchen. Lacey's cell phone sat on the counter ringing over and over, but there was no one there to answer it.

From the upstairs, came the forceful, repetitive THUMPING of two bodies humping passionately on an air-mattress.

Echoing through the empty house, came the orgasmic screams of a middle-aged mom. Momma bird had taught her son how to spread his wings and fly...but she wasn't quite ready for him to leave the nest just yet.

29 Tool Repair

klrxo©

"Mom, can I talk to you about something personal?" Kurt asked.

Kurt was a healthy, muscular 18 year old. The second oldest of six children, he had always been close to his mother.

"Of coarse you can, love. What's on your mind?" She answered.

"It's not really an easy thing to talk about." Kurt said.

A look of worry fell across Helen's face. Helen was a matronly beauty. She was 5'10" with long legs, wide birthing hips and unusually large bussoms. This was not suprising for this 39 year old mother however, especially since she was 9 months pregnant with triplets.. As one would imagine, Helen was huge. Her belly was the size of a fucking beachball, yet despite her pregnancy, she managed to stay in great shape.

"Kurt, sweetie, just tell me what's wrong." She said warmly.

"I have a problem with my...you know, my..."

"Your penis?" His mother added.

"Yeah." Kurt said.

"What's wrong with it, sweetheart, is it okay?" Helen asked.

"I don't know, I just don't think it's working right." Kurt said.

"Okay, are you not able to get an erection?" She asked.

"No, no, it's not that. It's just that, well..."

"Sweetie, come on, you have to talk to mother about this. Don't be shy about it, this could be serious." Helen said.

"Kids at school talk about orgasms and stuff and well...I've never had one." Kurt said.

"Well, have you ever tried to give yourself an orgasm?" His mother asked.

"Yeah, I try all the time, sometimes for hours, but I just can't. I don't know what to do." Kurt confessed.

"Well, that sounds like a serious problem. Maybe I should make an appointment for you to see Amy." Helen said.

"Amy? Why?" Kurt exclaimed.

"Now, love, I know she's your sister-in-law, but she's also a sex therapist. She handles problems like this all the time." Helen said.

The truth is Kurt lusted after Amy, even before she and his oldest brother had gotten married a year ago. Amy was a striking image of Nicole Kidman and along with his mother, had fueled Kurt's sexual fantasies for a long time. Kurt had often imagined his mother and Amy taking turns sucking his cock, their tongues dueling for position on his meat.

"I'll set an appointment for you tomarrow morning." Helen said.

The next day Kurt was taken by his mother to Amy's clinic and as they sat in the waiting room, Kurt stared at his mother's enormous belly. He couldn't believe she could fit three babies in there. He watched her boobs as they shifted and swayed with her movements. He couldn't imagine breasts being any larger, any more inviting. Helen knew her son was watching her. She just dismissed it as normal teenaged behavior. Amy came out of her office and greeted them with a hug. She was stunning!!! She and Helen dressed nearly the same, wearing skirt's and high-heeled slip on's that left nearly all of their pretty feet and toes exposed. Kurt often wondered how is mother, being so big with child, could walk in such dainty little high-heeled slippers. Amy and Helen giggled like school-girls as they all entered Amy's private office. It was a comfortable little room with a leather sofa and a strange kind of examination table. Amy invited them to sit on the sofa and she sat across from Kurt and his mother. As Amy crossed her long thin legs, Kurt couldn't help but gaze and marvel at how they just went on forever.

"Kurt, your mother told me about your problem. I want you to know that I'm a professional and whatever takes place in my office is completely confidential, okay?" Amy said.

"All right." Kurt answered.

"What you have is a form of erectile disfunction. The good news is this can be reversed, but it's gonna take some therapy, which is why I wanted your mom to bring you in." Amy said. "I'm gonna tell you right now that because of the nature of your problem, the therapy is going to seem very awkward, but if you want this to go away, you have to do exactly what I ask, is that fair enough?" Amy asked.

"Yeah, sounds fair." Kurt said.

"Good. With your permission, I think it's important for your mother to be here, to assist in your therapy. Is that a problem?" Amy asked.

"No." Kurt answered.

He looked at his mother and she smiled back at him warmly.

"Okay then, what I need you to do is go into the bathroom and get undressed. You can slip into this gown." Amy said.

She handed him a sheet-like gown, like the typical in most hospitals. Then she gave a different type of gown to Helen.

"Mom, I need you to slip into this one. God, I hope it's big enough for the four of you." Amy said.

Her and Helen giggled and Kurt went into one restroom, Helen into a changing room. Kurt stripped naked and threw the gown over him. He took his time, being as nevous as he was. He could hear his mom and Amy whispering and giggling in the office. When he came out of the bathroom, he couldn't believe his eyes. His mother and Amy were sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Both were dressed in white, skin-tight body-stockings and each had pulled her hair back in a ponytail. Amy patted the seat between her and Helen where a towel had been layed on the cushion.

"Are you ready, Kurt?" Amy asked.

"Yeah." Kurt said.

He sat between them trying not to stare at the silk, stretched tight over his mother's enormous pregnancy. The material was so tight and thin it was almost transparent. He could clearly see the points of the women's nipples sticking out. Each woman was now barefoot and moved in close to Kurt as he sat.

"I want you to sit back and just relax for me, okay?" Amy said.

Kurt did as he was told and Amy pulled his gown up above his waist exposing his flacid cock and balls. She then took a see-through plastic hose attached to some sort of vacuum contraption and turned it on. Within the head of this hose a constant flow of clear frothy fluid began to churn, before being sucked down the hose. Amy moved for Kurt's cock and his dick was sucked into the churning, sucking liquid head. The lewd sound of wet suction filled the room as kurt's cock was worked by the hot liquid fuck.

"Relax, Kurt, let it surround you." Amy said.

Amy pulled the suction head from the cock and it made a loud POP as Kurt's knob popped from the suction chamber. Finding his pecker only half-erect, she quickly swallowed it back up into the cocksucking tool. Kurt's breath became heavy as he felt his dick harded within the bubbling cock-chamber. Helen smiled at her boy and stroked his forehead, then she watched the suction-tool work its magic on her son's hardening cock. Again, Amy popped the tool from Kurt's pecker. This time is was as hard as steel. A 7-inch stalk capped with a fat mushroom tip.

"That's what we need." Amy said.

Amy took Kurt's penis and placed another tool, also attached to the vaccum in place. She first worked a thick ring down his cock until it pressed his balls tightly against his ass. Then she worked a second, wet, fleshy looking ring onto his dick, which was attached to a large vaccum chamber that she placed his cock into. She flipped the power on and the vacuum sealed tightly aroung Kurt's genitals. The hot liquid froth began to spit and spew inside the chamber and the tight fleshy-ring began to pump up and down Kurt's penis. Amy looked over at Helen.

"Okay, mom, are you ready?" She asked.

"Whenever you are." Helen answered.

Amy used a remote to dim the lights in her office and her and Helen snuggled in close on each side of the the moaning teen.

"Helen, why don't you start." Amy said.

Helen brought her lips close to her son's ear.

"COCK!" Helen said seductively.

Amy moved to the other ear.

"FUCK!" Amy said in a sharp tone.

"CUNT!" Helen moaned.

"FUCK!" Amy repeated.

"TITS!" Helen hissed.

"FUCK!" Amy said again.

Kurt's cock was awash in pure delight as the sopping ring pistoned up and down his rigid pole. His arousal was fueled by the wicked abscenities being barked at him.

"COCK-SUCKING!" Helen said.

"TWAT-FUCKING!" Amy moaned.

"TIT-SUCKING!" Said Helen.

"BUTT-HUMPING!" Said Amy.

"CUNT-GRINDING! Said Helen.

"CLIT-LICKING!" Said Amy.

The women continued for a good half our, moaning the most abscene sexual acts imaginable in order to get Kurt to blow his load. As much as Kurt loved it however, his nuts just wouldn't tighten. Finally, Amy stopped the vacuum and looked over at Helen.

"Well, mom, I think this boy's gonna be a hard nut to crack. I think it's time to move on to plan B." Amy said.

Kurt smiled. He could only imagine what plan B could be.

30 Valentine Mom

klrxo©

This year my life got really strange on valentines day. I was sitting at the breakfast table eating the pancakes mom had just placed on my plate. Dad was still upstairs doing his morning shave and shower routine. Still in her robe, mom sat down next to me and crossed her long milky-white legs. She loved to sit there and watch me eat. You'd think after all these years I'd have gotten used to it, but the truth was it still made me feel a little uneasy.

"How's your breakfast?" She asked, in her sweet motherly way.

"Great." I answered.

She reached in her robe pocket and handed me an envelope.

"Here, this is for you.." She said.

I took it from her.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's a valentine, from me. It is valentine's day you know?" She said.

She got up and walked across the kitchen, her plump ass swaying seductively. Mom was a tall woman, but always seemed much taller by the shoes she wore. She always wore the daintiest little high-heeled slippers. They were nothing but a thin leather strap crossing her toes and a skinny 4-inch heel, which tapped lightly against the floor as she walked. Mom was a yoga instructor at the local health club, had long black hair and one hell of a body.

"Can I open it?" I asked.

She laughed as she began doing dishes.

"That is the idea." She joked.

I opened the envelope and found a card in the shape of a heart. I opened the card and somthing fell out. It was a condom, still in its unopened wrapper. The card read:

Happy Valentine's day, love!

Will you be mine?

Love, Mom

I read it over and over again, then looked at the condom curiously. What did this mean? Mom still had her back to me.

"Did you open it yet?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"And?" She said.

"What's this for?" I asked, holding up the condom.

Mom dried her hands and walked towards me with a smile. Her big boobs swayed beneath her robe.

"That's so you don't get your valentine pregnant." She said.

"But mom, I don't really have a valentine this year." I said.

She picked the card up off the table handing it to me, forcing me to take another look.

"Yes you do. You just haven't answered her yet." She said.

Again I read the card, then it struck me.

Happy Valentine's day, love!

Will you be mine?

Love, Mom

Oh my God! Was this really happening? Just then, my father walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning." He said.

"Hi dad." I said, tucking the card and condom away.

"Do you have time for breakfast, sweetie?" Mom asked him.

Dad grabbed an apple out of the fruit bowl.

"No, I better eat on the road. Got to be at the office a little early today. You need a ride to school, son?" He asked.

I looked at mom to find her staring back at me, awaiting my answer.

"No...uh, that's okay dad. I'll take my bike today." I said.

"Don't be silly. I'm going right by the school. I'll drop you off." He said.

"I'm encouraging Jake to get more exersize. I think it would be good if he took his bike this morning." My mom said.

"Okay, well, I better run." He said.

Mom walked him to the door. I saw dad suddenly turn to mom as she ushered him out.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Love you, valentine." He said, giving mom a peck on the lips.

Mom gave him a quirky little smile and another quick kiss.

"You're gonna be late." She said sternly, pushing him out the door. Mom closed the door behind him and locked it. She came back into the kitchen and took a seat next to me, again crossing those amazing legs.

"Well..." She said.

"Well what? I asked.

"I never got an answer... Do you wanna be mine? Do you wanna be mom's valentine?" She asked sweetly.

"Sure." I muttered.

We stared at one another for a moment.

"But if I'm gonna take my bike, I should probably be heading to school." I said.

Mom shook her head and smiled slyly.

"I don't think so." She said.

"I'm not going to school?" I asked.

"Nope." She said.

"What...uh, what am I doing today then?" I asked.

Mom smiled warmly.

"Don't you mean, what are WE doing today?" She asked.

"Yeah...what are we doing?" I asked.

Mom got down on her knees in front of me and began to unbutton my pants and pull down my zipper.

"Stand up." She commanded.

I did so and mom yanked my pants down, then my boxers. My cock spang to attention before her face.

"Give me the condom." She said.

I did so and she ripped it open. She took the latex ring and put it in her mouth. Then she grabbed my erection and forced the engorged head of my cock between her lips. I couldn't believe this was happening. As my cock sunk into her mouth, mom used her lips to work the condom onto my cock. I watched as she swallowed every inch until the condom was completely unrolled, then she slid my pecker from her mouth and looked up into my eyes.

"Sit down, love." She said.

I did so and mom stood up and reached under her robe. I watched in disbelief as she pulled her panties off and kicked them aside. She slid her tiny feet from their slippers and opened her robe. I only got a quick look before she was on me. Her enormous, milky-white breasts rolled from side to side as mom straddled me. I looked down as her hairy muff decended upon my cock. Her sex-lips were splayed apart, like an open mouth preparing to suck. All at once I felt my dick sink into her warm, soft pouch. Deeper and deeper it sunk, until the wieght of her ass was on my lap, my balls pressed against the crack of her ass. Facing one another mom hugged me my tightly. Our chests met and the pillowy-softness of her boobs flattened out against my chest. Mom brought her lips to my ear.

"Fuck me, valentine!" She whispered. "Fuck your mother, lover."

Mom began to bounce upon my lap and I felt my dick glide up and down her amazing cunt. I started to buck my hips and soon we were off into a wild incestuous hump. Again and again, her ass beat down onto my lap, my cock pistoning in and out of her most secret place. Mom was moaning and panting, clawing my back with her nails.

"Oh God, you darling little motherfucker!" She groaned.

For a good twenty minutes mom worked her cunny up and down my rock hard pole. Up and down and up and down, then grinding my mushroom tip against the head of her cervix.

"Oh yeah...oh God, I'm gonna cum!!!" She moaned. "You're about to make your mother cum! Oh God!!!! Oh shit!!! Oh fuck!!! Oh lover!!!" She panted. "I'm cumming!!! Oh, baby, I'm cumming on you!!! AAHH!!! AAAHHH!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!! She screamed, her face contorting into a look of wicked pleasure.

I felt a stream of warm liquid run down onto my balls. Mom rode the waves of orgasm for about two full minutes, before she stopped her humping. She slid off of me and took my hand.

"My bed or yours?" She asked.

Of coarse I chose hers. Mom led me upstairs and into her bedroom. She threw off her robe and fell onto her back in the center of her bed, pulling me down between her long legs. She quickly reached down and guided my cock back into her matronly love-nest.

"Fuck me hard now, baby! I want you to let go!" She said.

Like a steam locamotive I began to piston my throbbing rod in and out of mom's quivering twat. She threw her legs back until her ankles were resting on my shoulders, my head between her pretty little feet.

"Oh God, fuck meeeee!!!! She screamed. Harder!!!! HARDER!!!!!

I humped with all my might. The room filled with the sounds of sqeaking bedsprings and the lewd repetitive slaps of my balls beating against mom's ass. Mom's big tits rolled wildy across her chest, slapping together again and again. For twenty more minutes we humped like mad. Mom was like a sex-crazed animal, grunting, licking and biting at my neck and shoulders. My nuts began to boils as mom announced her approaching climax.

"OH, YOU MOTHERFUCKER, YOUR CREAMING ME AGAIN!!! AAAHHH!!! AAAHHH!!!! OH GOD!!! OH FUCK...HARDER!!!HARDER!!!! AAAHHH!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!! I'M CCCCUMMING-AAHHHHH!!!!!Mom screamed.

I suddenly felt a torrent of sperm rocket from my cock. Again and again a surge of jism filled the latex sheath as mom and I bucked and humped. For five minutes we rode the waves of pleasure until finally, mom took her legs from my shoulders and we rested together in one big pile of naked sweaty flesh.

Mom held me against her bussoms.

"Did you enjoy your valentine, love?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said, catching my breath.

"Good, cause I've decided after that second orgasm that from now on, you'll be more than mom's valentine." She said.

"I will?" I asked.

"Yep. From here on out, after your father leaves for work, you'll take his place in my bed. From now on your more than just my son..." She said.

Mom looked into my eyes and licked her lips seductively.

"You're my lover. Mom's darling little motherfucker." She said.

Once again our bodies came together. We were now one again, just like long ago and not a day went by that mom and I were not bathing in our wicked incestual love.

31 Backseat Mommy: Jam-Packed with Cum

silkstockingslover©

That morning, the second Alex's shower was running I rushed into Cory's bed, fished out his cock and began bobbing.

He groaned as I woke him up the best possible way any man can possibly be woken up... with head.

His cock was already hard; I love morning wood, and I bobbed hungrily, knowing time was of the essence. I wanted that first load for breakfast, as I was determined to get those promised four loads from him before I left him behind (for a while) at college to initiate the hardest conversation in my life... the end of my twenty years of marriage.

Yet, my guilt was overridden by my lust.

I loved my son.

I loved his cock.

I loved his cum.

I loved being his slut.

And I was going to find a way to continue this taboo, inappropriate and yet so right-feeling and natural-feeling relationship at all costs... including the end of my marriage.

Thankfully I learned that Cory, like every other guy I'd ever been with, had a very quick morning trigger, and I was swallowing his cum within a couple of minutes.

Once I'd swallowed it all, I sat up and chirped, "One down, three to go."

"You're serious?" he asked.

"I'm always serous when it comes to cum," I quipped back.

"Well that was the best wake-up call ever," he approved gratefully, as we heard the shower shutting off and I climbed back into my own bed.

"Yes, too bad we didn't have this relationship earlier," I said. "Cum is great for breakfast and for the complexion." I agreed.

"Fuck, how I regret my entire senior year of not bending you over the kitchen table and just making you mine every day," he sighed.

"Well in that case, you owe me three hundred fucks," I quipped.

He laughed, "I'll write you an IOU."

"Just understand that I plan to collect on every single one of them," I winked, just as the bathroom door opened.

After a shower and breakfast, we were back on the highway.

I was back on my son's lap in a sundress and, of course, sans underwear and ready to have his cock back inside me. Clutched in his hand was the tantalizing bag he hadn't let me see the contents of the night before and still wouldn't.

As soon as we were back on the highway, Cory ostentatiously opened the bag and displayed to me with a silently mouthed, "Ta-da!" what was obviously a butt plug, He handed it to me, then pulled out some lube, which he gestured at as if he were a product model on a game show.

Taking the unspoken cue, I generously lubed the butt plug, which was quite large, before I leaned forward and handed it to my son to shove up my ass.

Cory smiled as he took it from me and slowly inserted it in my pucker. He did it as gently as he could, but nevertheless required some serious force to muscle it past my sphincter. It helped that his cock had spent some time in there yesterday. I clenched my teeth and grabbed the back of my husband's seat as it filled me.

Alex looked into the mirror and remarked on the discomfort he read in my face, "Uncomfortable already?"

"A little," I nodded, as the toy completely filled my ass. "Just trying to find the right spot."

"Only a few more hours," he reminded me.

Cory left me in that position, the butt plug now fully in my ass as I said, "Yep, this wild adventure is almost over."

Alex nodded, "Then Cory, you start your next adventure."

I glanced back and saw he'd fished out his hard cock.

Cory replied, "I'm always up for a new adventure."

"That's the spirit," Alex nodded. "Live life to the fullest. If you want something, just reach out and grab it."

The irony of his words were obvious as Cory took that exact advice by grabbing my hips and slowly lowering me onto his thick dick and making me wonderfully, excitingly, double penetrated as the three of us continued chatting.

I held my breath as his cock impaled me.

Combined with the plug in my ass, I was feeling very full.

Alex added, "You see Sarah? Cory will be fine. I think we need to have our own adventure too."

"The last couple of days have already been quite the adventure," I replied tersely, both to make it clear I wasn't changing my mind about our upcoming extended trip, and also because I was trying to get used to having two cocks in me simultaneously.

"But, I think..." Alex began.

"Alex," I said, my tone vetoing the idea of his continuing this conversation at the moment, "I have made up my mind. My son needs me, and I will bend over backwards to make him happy."

Alex sighed heavily, as I sat on my son's lap with both his dick and the butt plug now lodged deep inside me. I tried to relax, trying to get used to being so completely filled by two sizeable insertions while getting annoyed with my husband. I realized I wasn't being fair to him. We'd spent a couple months planning our fall road trip, and Alex was super excited about it. Although I didn't love the idea of travelling for so long, I'd gone along with it. Yet now I couldn't.

Now I had to figure out who I really was. Yes, I would do anything to please my son, demonstrated by the fact that at this very moment I had his dick in my cunt and a butt plug in my ass, but I also had to figure out the rest of my life.

Alex turned the radio up, and I figured that gave me some time to whip up load number two of four for the day.

Suddenly I felt slight, subtle vibrations in my ass. The butt plug was a vibrating one! Pleasure began to build inside me as my son had found a new way to pleasure me in this tiny, confined space.

Although Cory had already shot his first load of the day down my throat, I hadn't yet come, and as soon as the vibrations had begun I wanted to... no, I needed to.

I gripped my hands on his knees for balance, and began to ride his cock slowly, the sensation of riding his cock, mixed with the vibrations in my ass, creating a lovely euphoria.

And for a couple of minutes, I leisurely rode my son... nice and slow... simply enjoying the ride while making gradual progress towards my destination.

Then I felt the vibrations inside my ass getting faster and more intense. To my surprise there was almost no sound, which was impressive, although in the front seat Alex was now singing along to 'Sunglasses at Night' so I doubt he would have heard a telltale buzzing sound even if it had been loud.

The vibrations were soon stimulating my entire body and adding fuel to the flames of a steadily approaching slow burn orgasm. I had wanted to milk his cum slowly, but with my intrusive little passenger getting so active I wasn't sure that was still possible.

I began to ride Cory's cock faster, my orgasm building, when the vibrations suddenly stopped. Cory grabbed my hips and firmly lowered me onto his lap.

I sighed. This was going to be another one of those damned delayed orgasms.

I knew this delay would make my orgasm more intense when it came (pun intended).

But I also knew I didn't want to wait. I ground my ass on his cock to tell him as much, but as I figured, he was going to let my burning flame flicker and fade before he fired up the pressure cooker again.

He handed me his phone.

It was a story called 'Mom's Stockings: A Cum Bucket'.

So I read it. He knew it would turn me on, as the mother sounded a lot like me once she accepted loving her son as more than just a son.

Once I finished the story, Cory let go of my hips and took his phone back. The vibrations started up again and I took that as permission to resume riding his thick shaft.

Again, I rode him for a couple of minutes slowly, as I rekindled my flickering flame of lust.

Again, he turned the toy onto a higher, more intense speed.

Again, I began to ride him faster as the flames began to spread wildly through my bowels.

Again, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his lap... but this time keeping the vibrating butt plug sizzling away on high.

This wouldn't get me off, but man would it tease me like crazy.

He again handed me his phone. This time it was a short article called 'More Moms Going Down to Ensure Grades Go Up'. It was about how some Japanese mothers were sucking their sons off so they'd be motivated to study harder.

Once I was done reading it, I handed it back to Cory who whispered, "Why didn't you do that for me?"

"I will for you in college," I replied, so horny I was willing to agree to almost anything, semantics and logistics irrelevant.

"That's something we need to make happen."

"I agree," I nodded, as I ground my pussy on his cock, trying to hint it was time to fuck.

"You really need to climax?"

I nodded.

He let go of my hips and I took that as permission to ride him. I again put my hands on his knees and began to fuck myself on my son's big dick.

As soon as I started riding, it once again rekindled the flame down below.

The double stimulations made the pleasure escalate quickly and after a couple of minutes, as my flame burned like hell's kitchen, I let out a moan that was much too loud.

Alex looked up. I realized I'd moaned right next to his head because of how I'd leaned forward for extra penetration.

"Sorry, honey," I apologized quickly. "Three days back here and there just isn't a perfect position anymore."

"We're almost there," he tried to comfort me, as I thought to myself, So am I.

"Thank God!" I said, a double meaning again in my words.

I bit my lip so I wouldn't let out any more sounds that might give away what was happening right behind him.

"I hate to stop so soon," he said. "But I have to pee."

"Okay," I nodded. "I could use a stretch too."

"I'll pull over in four miles."

"Okay," I again responded, as I didn't want to say any more than I had to as I focused on the pleasure and the very limited time I had to get that second load milked from Cory's cock and my first, much needed, orgasm of the day.

He resumed driving and I resumed riding.

Thankfully I didn't need four miles, I only needed one. The intense vibrations in my ass, mixed with riding my son's cock, and the fire finally became a wildfire as my orgasm erupted through me.

When I started coming, Cory held my ass up and kept fucking my pussy as I trembled with intense convulsions.

After another mile, my orgasm refusing to dissipate completely, not that I minded, I felt my pussy walls coated with my son's cum.

I just allowed the pleasure to continue its intense journey through me as Cory finished filling my pussy with his cum.

I felt the vibrator in my ass stop vibrating; I felt his cock slide out of me and felt cum leak out of my pussy, both mine and his; I felt his hand on my ass pulling out the wide plug and even heard a slight pop as it exited me. Thankfully the music Alex was playing was too loud for him to hear it.

Cory handed me a wet nap and I wiped up the cum leaking down my leg, as we reached the one-mile sign.

I sat on only one of Cory's legs for the last mile, my orgasm finally coming to a reluctant end as I looked gratefully back at Cory, who was on his phone.

We made a pit stop. Alex went pee. I went pee and cleaned up.

Back in the car, we drove for two hours in relative silence. Cory fell asleep, and I read on my kindle.

We stopped for lunch and as we ate, I rubbed my son's crotch with my nylon-clad foot.

Alex said as we were wrapping up lunch, "Two more hours."

Cory nodded, looking at me slyly, "Yep. Two more."

I smiled, knowing he meant two more loads to shoot... the load in my ass and the facial still to come... literally.

"Ready?" Alex asked.

"Definitely," Cory nodded, again saying two different things at once, as he rubbed my stocking-clad foot under the table.

"I wish I could go back to being in college again," Alex said.

"Me too," I nodded, knowing I planned to do just that, but it wasn't yet time to tell Alex.

Cory asked, "Were you two pretty wild back then?"

Alex shrugged, but I joked, "Not so much. Mostly just some wild orgies every night."

Alex was surprised but laughed, "Yes, that's how I first met your mom.

"Anyway Cory," I changed the subject, "I'm sure you'll meet the perfect woman at college."

"What if I already have?" Cory asked, squeezing my foot, which was still resting on the chair between his legs.

Alex said, "I didn't know you even had a girlfriend."

"Oh, I've known her forever," Cory told him. "I just hid my true feelings from her for too many years." Another squeeze.

Alex gave the most ironic advice ever, as my heart skipped a beat, "Well, you should always tell the woman you love how you feel. Don't ever keep it a secret."

"At all costs?" Cory asked.

"Yes, at all costs," Alex said, looking at me with sweetness.

I agreed, "It's important always to go with what makes you happy."

"Okay," Cory nodded.

"Well, enough tall tales and love advice from the old people," I said. "Let's get back on the road."

"This will be your last time backseat riding," Alex assured me.

God, he just kept saying such innocent things that meant something completely different to Cory and me! I nodded, "Yep, one final backseat ride. Think you can handle two more hours of me on your lap, Cory?"

"I think I'll manage," Cory smiled, as I moved my foot away and back into my heel.

"I'm sorry you've been stuck back there with your Mom sitting on your lap for three days," Alex said.

"It could be worse," Cory said.

I laughed, "Yes, I could weigh 300 pounds."

"Yes, that would be lots worse," Cory laughed.

Alex shook his head as he paid and we returned to the car.

Cory said, once we were alone for a moment, "You know I was talking about you."

"Your squeezes pretty much said that ," I nodded.

"And I hope you know that I want you in my life every day," he continued.

"I have to deal with some other things first, Cory," I said sincerely. "But I do plan on finding a way to be as close to you as possible."

"Mom, I love you," he said.

"I love you too, honey," I replied.

"No," he shook his head. "I mean I love love you."

"Oh," I said, realizing this had just crossed to a whole new level of complicated.

Alex came out and asked, "What're you two talking about?"

Cory answered, "What is real love?"

"Heavy topic," Alex said, "and there isn't a simple answer to what seems a simple question."

"Yes, love is different to every person," I said, as I tried to wrap my head around my son's words. Yes, I wanted to find a way to keep fucking him. Yes, I wanted to be his three-hole cum slut. And yes, I couldn't imagine not living with or at least near him.

Yet... I didn't want to prevent him from someday finding his own true love, getting married and having kids.

Shit, this had gotten very, very messy... both figuratively and literally.

"Well, we aren't getting any closer by standing out here," Alex prompted us.

"That's right, it's time for one final ride," I said, trying to push the complicated out of my mind and keep it simplistic. I had two hours left with Cory's cock in the car and I planned to enjoy those entire two hours. End of story for now. The harsh reality and consequences of our actions would have to wait for another day.

It was time to take it in the ass. Not a butt plug this time, the real, spurting thing.

Once back in the car and back on the highway, I fished out my favourite cock and stroked it to stiffness.

Once stiff, I pointed to the lube, which was in Cory's shopping bag with my anal toy.

He handed it to me and I generously coated his hard cock.

I then positioned myself over his thick dick and lowered my bottom onto it.

I took his entire cock slowly into my ass until I was sitting completely down on his lap.

Then I just sat there, enjoying the feeling of being completely full.

Alex asked, about fifteen minutes later, "So Cory, who is this girl you love?"

My eyes went big.

Cory answered, "Just someone I've known for a long time."

"Have I met her?" Alex asked.

"I think so," Cory answered.

"What's she look like?"

He described me. "Blonde hair, blue eyes, amazing legs and..."

Alex asked, looking into the rear-view mirror, "And what?"

"Big tits," Cory answered.

Alex shook his head, "I guess I shouldn't have asked."

I quipped, pretending to be offended, "Men!"

Alex shrugged, "What are you complaining about, he pretty much described a younger version of you."

I could barely contain myself.

"So I should be flattered that my two men are objectifying women?" I questioned, even as I wiggled my ass on my son.

Alex sighed, "That isn't what we were doing."

"Blonde hair and blue eyes are the most stereotypical guy fantasy there is," I scoffed.

"Yes, but..." Alex began.

"Throw in huge tits and you have the stereotypical brainless blonde bimbo," I continued, "you know, the ones whose favourite colour is glitter?" ranting even though I didn't mean it at all.

Cory added, ignoring my lame attempt at wit, "Don't forget the great legs."

"Oh yes, how could I forget that? Your father is a leg man, which is why I'm always in nylons and heels. Are you a leg man too, my non-objectifying offspring?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

"Yes I am, since you ask, but that's probably your fault," Cory accused me, enjoying my theatrics and playing along.

"My fault? My fault? How is that possibly my fault?" hamming it up.

"Well, you've always walked around the house in short skirts and nylons," he explained as he had before, but this time playing to the crowd of one, his Dad.

"In that case, I guess I should be flattered," I said, although still sounding angry. I then added, deciding to push the line even more, really getting into the fake feminist character I had just created, "And does your dream girl shave her vagina, too?"

"Sarah!" Alex gasped.

I ignored him, as I looked at Cory. "Well, does she?"

"Hopefully," Cory nodded.

"And do you shave your balls for her?" I questioned, this time hinting at something he should do.

"For Christ's sake, Sarah," Alex said.

"What?" I questioned. "He's eighteen. He's an adult. You said he was ready to live on his own. At least he should know what a woman wants from him."

"So you're saying I should shave down there?" Cory asked sincerely.

"Of course," I nodded, "especially if you expect her to shave. Isn't that right, Alex?"

Alex answered, shaking his head, "No comment; I feel like I'm on a twisted version of Candid Camera."

"Any other advice you'd like?" I asked.

Alex interjected, "Don't say a word, Cory, it's a trap."

I laughed, "That is probably very good advice."

Alex turned the radio up, obviously done with our awkward conversation, which meant Cory and I had some alone time, well as much alone time as you can have in a backseat on someone's lap with your husband driving the car.

I began to grind my ass slowly in a circular motion on my son's cock. This was going to be the last backseat fucking, and I was going to enjoy the ride.

And for fifty miles I just ground slowly on his cock, enjoying the full feeling, just enjoying the surreal feeling of an unconditional secret love between my son and me.

"Fifty more miles," Alex announced.

This made me sad.

Fifty miles and this was over.

Fifty miles and I would have to deal with the consequences of my actions.

Fifty miles and the only life I'd known for a couple of decades would be over.

Fifty miles and I would have to initiate the conversation that needed to take place, which I feared completely.

And...

Fifty miles to finish milking my son's third load of the day, this one shooting up my ass.

I said, as I began to slowly ride my son's cock, "Thank God. I don't think I can last much longer."

Alex nodded, "I can only imagine how sore your ass must be. Mine is numb, and I have a proper seat."

"Oh, my ass feels great," I reported back, the lingering pleasure increasing as soon as I began riding my son's cock instead of just sheathing it.

Alex asked, "Really?"

"My legs are sore though," I answered, realizing what I was saying wouldn't make much sense to him.

"I imagine," he nodded, "being all cramped in back there. And Cory, you'll probably need a week to recover."

Cory replied cheerfully, "Hopefully not that long. I recover pretty quickly."

"My dear husband, are you saying I'm fat?" I teased.

"What?" Alex asked, his eyes going big. "God, no."

"I'm just kidding," I laughed.

"Don't ever do that to me, I almost drove off the road," Alex complained, but laughing back.

"Just keeping you on your toes," I shrugged.

"That you always do," he said.

"Ohhhh, I like this song," I said. "Turn it up."

"Okay," he nodded, turning up some song I'd never heard before, but I wanted the conversation ended so I could fuck my son.

I began riding faster, knowing that milking his third load of the day would take extra work.

"That feels great," Cory groaned quietly.

"Ditto," I nodded.

And for a few minutes I just rode his cock by just moving my ass up and down... not real fast, but also not too slow.

My orgasm was beginning to build when Alex said, "I'm going to pull over to go to the bathroom."

"Again?" I asked, annoyed.

"Too much water at lunch," he justified.

"Can't you wait? We're almost there," I pointed out, as was I.

Cory supported me, not totally altruistically, "Yes, Dad, I really want to get there."

"Fine, fine," Alex sighed. "If I have to, I guess I can last."

Cory whispered to me, as he began thrusting up slightly to meet my movements, "I can't."

Somehow Alex managed to hear that and asked, "You can't?"

"I can't wait to get there," Cory covered.

"If you two can last back there for three days that uncomfortably, I guess I owe it to you to last the last twenty or so minutes."

"You're a trooper," I praised him, as the pleasure inside me once again began to build.

"I need to focus on the music to distract myself," he said, again turning the radio up.

I looked outside and saw a twenty-mile sign for the college and realized it was time to extract the third load. I leaned to the side, slapped my ass slightly like it was the flank of a horse and Cory took the hint and began to take over. He began fucking into my ass hard as I just hunkered down in jockey position and enjoyed.

I moved my fingers to my clit, awkwardly because of the position I was in, and began rubbing myself, wanting to come the moment he did.

Two more songs played through and we passed a ten-mile sign as he kept fucking me.

My orgasm was near eruption, and when I felt the walls of my ass getting coated with cum, I erupted too. I let out a moan that was way too loud, "Ooooooh, fuck."

Alex looked urgently into the mirror, "You okay?"

"Leg cramp," I weakly answered.

"Want me to pull over?" Alex asked.

"No, no," I said, as the orgasm continued ripping through me and Cory finished spewing his load in my shit hole. "We just need to get there."

"Just ten minutes," Alex said. "Can you last ten minutes?"

"Ooooh," I moaned again, as Cory, the brat, slammed into my ass hard, one final punctuation before pulling out. "Yes, just drive."

"I don't know if I should," Alex wavered, clearly concerned for me.

"Just get us there," I ordered. "I'll be fine."

"Okay, okay," Alex said, knowing when the conversation was done.

He started to speed, as I felt cum leaking out of my ass and I closed my eyes to enjoy the descending slope of my orgasm in silence.

I felt Cory cleaning my asshole with a wet nap and then surprising me by shoving the butt plug back in my ass.

My eyes went big as he grabbed my hips and had me sit solidly down on his lap.

"My gift for you," he whispered.

"Oh sweetheart, you've given me so many precious gifts these past three days," I replied, leaning back against him.

He wrapped his arms lovingly around me and said, "As have you to me."

"Five miles," Alex announced.

Cory went into the bag and handed me a brand new red thong.

I looked at him, perplexed.

"To hold the plug in when you get out of the car," he explained.

"Oh," I nodded, as I struggled to put the thong on in the confined space. Oddly, it was more difficult than getting fucked.

Once I had it on, I sat back on his lap and relaxed in his arms... which felt so right.

Then... like life itself... all good things came to an end as we pulled into the college grounds.

It took an hour to get Cory through registration and the entire time, as I saw various bunches of scantily dressed freshmen, I felt jealous.

It took an additional twenty minutes for us to find his dorm room, and I wasn't sure how I was going to manage getting that last load... the risky telltale facial.

But once we reached his room I achieved a moment of brilliance and suggested, "Alex, why don't you go and bring the car to the dorm?"

"That's a good idea," Alex approved, before adding, "it'll likely take me a few minutes. I kind of got turned around in this maze."

"No worries," I shrugged. "I'll help Cory make this small prison cell look like a home."

"Okay," Alex nodded and left.

The second he closed the door, I went to it and locked it before rushing back to Cory, dropping to my knees and fishing out his cock.

I knew time was of the essence, so I began bobbing hungrily.

Cory interrupted me with, "Bend over, Mom. I want one last quick fuck."

"You'll have to hurry," I cautioned him, as I quickly got up, bent over a desk and offered both of my back-end holes.

He slid easily into my cunt and began fucking me hard and deep.

"Oh yes, fuck your Mommy baby," I moaned. "God, I love your cock in my cunt."

"Your cunt was made for my cock," he responded.

"Or vice versa, I definitely made your cock," I quipped playfully.

"And you created a masterpiece," he laughed, as he kept fucking me.

"Perfection," I moaned, my own newest orgasm building.

After a couple minutes of rough cunt fucking, he pulled out, yanked the plug out of my butt and slammed his cock in my ass. I screamed, too loudly, "Fuck, you nasty Mommy ass fucker!"

"I love your ass," he groaned, as he began reaming my asshole.

"And I love your big cock drilling my shit hole, baby," I moaned, as he fucked me so hard the desk began banging against the wall.

"God, I'm going to miss this," he groaned.

"I'm not sure I can live without your cock, baby," I moaned, as I pushed the desk firmly against the wall to stop the sound.

"Then you'd better end up back here soon, my Mommy-slut," he said, before adding, "That's an order."

"Yes, Master," I moaned, knowing I'd be back here just as soon as I could manage.

"I expect you to behave just like those Japanese mothers," he said.

"Going down so your grades will go up," I whimpered.

"Exactly," he groaned, as he pulled out, spun me around and I instantly dropped to my knees and took his cock, that was just reaming my butthole, into my mouth.

I bobbed hungrily, craving his load... wanting it all over my face.

After only a few bobs he pulled out and splattered his cum on my face. I loved the hotness of his cum as rope after rope draped itself across me.

Once done, I took his cock back in my mouth to retrieve any last remnants of cum he might have saved for me.

Cory said, "Smile for me."

I looked up and smiled as he took a picture of my cum-coated face.

"Is that going to be your new phone background?" I smiled.

"Maybe," he said, as he put his cock away.

I began to rub his cum all over my face, trying to hide the evidence of my facial, as Cory went and unlocked the door.

"This is amazing facial cream," I smiled.

"You just keep getting hotter," he praised.

"Flattery gets you everywhere," I smiled, getting off my knees.

"And into every hole," he smirked.

"I can't believe you just came in every one of my holes in under eight hours," I said.

"Imagine what I could do given an entire day," he smiled.

"That is something to look forward to," I yearned, wondering how many times he could get off in a single day and how many orgasms he could give me in that day.

"I love you, Mom," he said, leaning in and kissing me.

"I love you too," I said, when we broke the kiss. "And," I added, giving his cock one final squeeze through his jeans, "I love this cock."

Alex joined us a few minutes later, and as he and Cory carried all of Cory's stuff in, I unpacked it, performing a traditional motherly role for a change.

Once we were done, we went out for supper, and I hoped for an opportunity for one last fuck. Unfortunately, the opportunity never presented itself, so I reluctantly left my son in the questionable care of hundreds of college skanks, hoping he would still want me the next time we were together, which I was determined would be soon.

As Alex drove us to our hotel, my sitting beside him in the passenger seat this time, I pondered how I was going to tell Alex it was over.

I loved him as a man.

I just didn't love him as a husband.

My gaze drifted out the window; I knew I had to have the hardest conversation of my life with my husband, and soon. One I didn't want to have, but it had to be done.