"How often do you masturbate?"
"Heidi!" Maria exclaimed.
"Well?" the Latina persisted.
"Aren't you getting a little personal?"
Heidi backed off for a moment.
Soft sell, she rebuked herself. This one is going to need some gentle prodding. She is not as aggressive sexually as you are. Remember the plan, continued her own mental dialogue.
Heidi was aggressive sexually. She was, 44, Dominican, 5' 9", curly long brown hair with blonde streaks, facially looked a little like porn queen Alicia Rio in the 90s, and possessed large breasts and flaring hips, both measuring 38". If she had a nickel for every cat-call or times she thought about sex, she'd be on her third Ferrari.
"Maria, hon, all I am saying is you need to be good to yourself. It's been almost a year since the divorce, not to mention the years of separation. And unless you're keeping stuff from your best friend—yours truly—you haven't been dating which means you aren't getting any. And if you're not doing it with someone else, you're doing it with yourself and to yourself."
The Italian brunette, who bore a striking resemblance to actress Courtney Cox, was in the kitchen removing coffee cups and dishes from the dining cabinet. She stopped in mid-motion at hearing the comment. She shot a slightly angered glance to her girlfriend through the archway which lead into the living room where Heidi was reclining on the sofa. Maria knew she was right but she hated to admit it. If she lost her hands, she'd loose her sex life. It had been that way since splitting from her ex. She definitely didn't want a relationship, at least not now; she didn't want to get her hurt again. Yet, she did have needs.
During the years of separation, she was able to block out sex by throwing herself into work, and caring for her son. But when her son moved out to the university, and the divorce became final, she could no longer block out The Need. Her hand hands took care of The Need 3-4 times a week. She didn't like a vibrator or dildo. She just let her hands and fingers work their enchantment on her alluringly firm and curvy 41 year old 5' 11" cougar body. She would manually satisfy her 36DD tits and sensitive nipples, while swaying her 35" hips against the bed sheets. In fact she just recently started enjoying tasting herself. Her fingers would ply open her slick, engorged pussy lips, slipping between them, entering into her most desirous and eager opening...pumping slowly at first, and then rapidly while her other hand massaged her large, eager breasts and yearning, hardening teats. She then would remove her cream-covered fingers and quickly put them into her mouth to taste her own tart wetness...licking, sucking. Time seemed to stand still for Maria as she slowly savored her own liquid essence. Sometimes when she self-pleasured, she would remove her sticky digits from between her luscious spread thighs and rub the juices on her erect nipples and puffy areolas. She would then cup that tit and bring the glistening peak to meet her out-stretched tongue and tenderly lick it. She would then provide the same pleasure to the other breast and nipple.
Maria discontinued looking at her friend and turned around to reach upward for the Folgers. Heidi caught this action out of the corner of her eye and watched. Maria's suit skirt was raised as she stretched upward and inadvertently flashed her thighs. The Latina's tongue instinctively and quickly wetted her lips. Heidi definitely liked men and the hardness they brought, but she had no hesitations about "pitching for the other team" occasionally. She often enjoyed the touch...the kisses...the caresses...the licks...the sighs...the taste...of another woman. Occasionally she fantasized about seducing Maria and making sweet Sapphic love to her friend. She could hear Maria, as the Dominican mouth, hands, and tongue roamed that sumptuous Italian body, hesitate strongly at first then meekly, then sighing and appreciatively saying, "Oh yes!"
The sudden sight of her girlfriend's thighs and the previous sexual images and sounds of Heidi's personal fantasy, initiated the start of moistness in her panties. This brought her mind back to reality. As much as she wanted to jump her friend, Heidi maintained control.
"The plan. Stick with the plan. There will be time for loving Maria later." Heidi smiled as her friend soon walked toward her with two cups of coffee.
The two women were great friends for over twenty years. They worked as office administrators for two separate attorneys in the same firm. This Thursday evening they had dinner together after work and returned to Maria's for coffee and homemade Italian pastries.
As the two women enjoyed the coffee and pastries, Heidi offered a suggestion. "You know my boyfriend?"
"Yeah. You told me a little about him. He's Italian and good looking. Gio is his name, right?"
"Right. I didn't mention that he's 23 and hung like a horse."
Maria's became shocked. "Twenty-three?! He's old enough to be your son!"
"Well, he's not my son. He's young, gorgeous and besides having a cock that's just a little over 8 inches—yes I measured it—he has a tongue and mouth that eats me out like a buffet dinner."
"Heidi!"
"Oh for Pete's sake, Maria! Stop with that 'babe in the woods' routine. I remember you in college—you weren't exactly spending Saturday nights at the campus library. And considering that dream you had earlier this year—"
Maria's face became even more shocked. Why would her best friend bring up the illicit dream she had after promising not to mention it again? "Heidi, you said you never would speak of that again!"
The Latina's tone softened. "I know and I am sorry if you're hurt. I didn't mean to. But you are in a major social funk. Actually it's a sexual funk. Maria, you are a MILF. You're attractive in the face, you have a killer body. Shit--you look like a famous actress! You have an incredible personality. You're a gorgeous, desirable woman who should be good to herself and get laid...re-laid and parlayed...by a stud. And what better stud is there for us 40-somethings than a handsome, 20-something guy? So many 20 year olds love an older woman. I can tell you that from personal experience with Gio."
Maria was quiet. Then spoke: "Maybe you're right."
"No, I know I am right!" Heidi stated emphatically. She in turn became quiet, letting all her words sink into her friend's head. She continued.
"Let me speak with Gio. See who he knows."
Maria's eyes were doe-like. A small grin appeared on her face. She remained silent.
"Don't worry, hon. We'll get you what you need. And fast!" She, also smiling, leaned in to hug Maria. The two women wrapped their arms around each other.
Mmm, her tits are just as big and soft as mine, the Dominican silently summarized.
Heidi let three days go by without mentioning anything about this conversation to Maria. Heidi wanted her friend hungry...sexually hungry, actually sexually starving. At the office, the Latina kept the conversation strictly work-related. When Maria called at home, she didn't answer. The next day she would apology to Maria and explain, in a hushed voice that Gio was "playing Postman", giving her "a special delivery." Then the next night Heidi turned it up a notch and phoned her friend.
Maria saw Heidi's number on the caller id. She picked it up on the second ring.
"Hi," she happily greeted, deep down wondering what progress her friend had for her.
"Hi, Maria," Heidi replied in a husky tone, then began to breathe heavily.
The Italian instantly became alarmed. "Heidi, what's wrong?" Over the receiver the heavy breathing became interspersed with soft sighs.
"Heidi, are you ok?"
"Ahh, ewww, I am more than ok. I am absolutely perfect," she exhaled into the phone.
Maria's concern became confusion. "Heidi, what's going on?"
"Ah, ahhhh, oh yes! Stick your tongue in it. Stick your tongue in it!" Shock overtook the Italian's facial expression and her mouth was open, aghast.
"Ohhhhh, Maria, honey, Gio's eating me out."
Maria was at a literal loss for words.
Heidi heard the silence and grinned to herself. She picked up her erotic exhalations. "Ooohhhhh! Aahhhhhh!"
The Italian was finally able to croak out a quivering protest. "Heidi. Um, I am not so sure I should be hearing this. Why, er, why did you call while Gio's with you?
Heidi ignored the expected the objection. "Ohhh, girlfriend. His tongue and lips are all over my sopping cunt. He feels like he wants fuck me with his face! Ay, ayyyyyy! Ay mi hombre! Que bueno! Me come! ME COME!! " (Oh! Oh, my man. How good! Eat me. EAT ME!)
Maria collapsed in the recliner in her bedroom. Her tongue immediately took a swipe over her upper lip. Then she gently bit her lower lip. She felt a warm sensation between her legs. She cradled the phone in the right crux of her neck so that her hands instantly reached up under her t-shirt for her braless breasts. Her hands cupped each bountiful tit and gave them a needed, caring squeeze.
"Si, Gio! Come tu mammi! Ay! Yes, oh! Eat your mammi!"
Maria began rubbing the flats of her hands and fingers over her exuberant nipples. She stopped a few times to pinch the enlarging teats...while her girlfriend continued being eaten out over the phone. The Italian removed her right hand from under the shirt and brought it to her mouth, frantically licking the palm and fingers. She hurriedly returned it back under the T-shirt and maddeningly rubbed the slobbering bottom of her hand across both nipples and areolas. Her left hand did the same thing. Her right hand had lifted the t-shirt over her breasts, bearing the quaking mammaries to the cool night air and adding to the sensation of her saliva rubbings.
Like a pizza maker, she kneaded her breasts. She did so lovingly, but urgently. The saliva had dried up, but it was sense of her own touch, inspired by this X-rated call, that had her piercing blue eyes rolling up into her head as she soared to carnal pleasure. The warm sensation between her thighs turned into an ache. She caressed each breast, then pressed the two together. Caressed, then pressed...the soft and fervent pair. Next she could feel the fingers moving across the bumpy surface of her areolas. Then they split apart around the point of each of her swollen nipples. She was gentle in pinching the erase-like nubs. Maria felt like she was in delirium.
Heidi returned the phone to her ear. She could hear soft whimpers through the earpiece. "Maria, are you playing with yourself."
The whimpers continued a few more seconds, then were followed by a brief and labored, "Yes."
Heidi immediately thrusted her sopping sex into her lover's face. "Maria is playing with herself!" she announced to Gio. The young stud looked up over Heidi's public mound, his face smeared with her liquid love, and smiled heartily. He mouthed "What is she doing exactly?"
"What are you exactly doing?" inquired the Dominican, at the same time she gently pushed his face back down into her gushing twat.
"Playing with my breasts and nipples," she hissed. Moisture in her cunt doubled.
"You're playing with your breasts and nipples," she repeated for her man. This caused the 23 year old to shove his left index and middle fingers into Heidi's pulsating pussy. She responded.
"Uggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Maria was startled, "What happened, Heidi?!"
"Oh, sweetheart, what Gio just did," she teased, without giving full disclosure.
"WHAT DID HE DO?" the Italian practically screamed as her hands rubbed, weighed, and massaged her enflamed breasts non-stop.
"He--" The Latina was genuinely going to tell her friend what her lover did, when he did something additional and immediate.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOUR BOYFRIEND DO?!"
Heidi was stammering her reply. "Gio, Gio stuck two fingers in me...when I told him you were playing...with... with your breasts and nipples. Then, then he began licking at my clit." The Dominican's breathing was arduous.
Maria's eyes were enlarged and blinked several times at the pornographic explanation.
"What?" Heidi asked Gio.
"Ohhhhhh! He wants you to play with your pussy now while he eats mine!!"
The Italian lunged like a caged animal off the chair, dropping the cordless phone in the process. She was in heat now...white hot, sexually charged heat. In all the times she masturbated, she never felt like this. She surmised it was due to this call. She felt an arousal like never before. Her fingers flew to her belt buckle and in almost nanoseconds her belt was opened as were the jeans, which were heaved down her long, tapered legs in one swoop along with her damp panties. She anxiously stepped her bare feet out of the bundle, removed her t-shirt, picked up the phone and sat back down in the recliner, naked. She adjusted the chair so it leaned as far back as possible, and swung her ankles over the arm rests, splaying herself open like a centerfold. She put the phone back into the crux of her neck, and laid the palms of her hands onto the inside of her sexy thighs.
"Sorry about that. I dropped the phone to get out my jeans and t-shirt. I am totally nude with my legs wide open."
"Rub your cunt, baby," Heidi seductively commanded, "Rub it while Gio licks my clit."
Maria lowered her right hand first onto her pubic mound, her palm sliding through the small amount of trimmed black pubic hair and downward to the hot, moist opening.
"Uhhhh," the Italian exhaled.
"Does it feel good?" her girlfriend inquired in between her own panting.
"It sure does. It feels awesome!", she cooed. "Ah. Oh! Tell me what Gio's doing now."
"Oooohhhhhh! He's thumbed open my pussy lips and is lapping at my clit."
Maria's fingers began stroking her own cuntal petals. Up and down...down and up her digits slid along the pink, glossy lips, careful not to delve into the frothy crevice. At least not for now. Occasionally they moved circularly over the ecstatic labia, and then returned to an up and down stroke. The hand and fingers, now covered in her dripping sauce, went upward toward her face. The Italian's mouth encased around all the syrupy fingers except the thumb, slowly pulling them out. She then stuck the dewy thumb into her mouth and continued relishing in her feminine flavor.
While she licked off her own secretion, her other hand descended to the blazing, aching gash and administered the same type of treatment: finger tips and the bottom of fingers gliding along the drooling, heated sex lips in northerly, southerly and circular motions...continuing not to slip into the sweltering hole.
"Mmmmm," purred Maria. She could smell her own heady, sex scent. It titillated her. She could also feel her nectar leak out, smearing her thighs and the recliner upholstery. She moved her rear deeper into the chair, and deeper into the oncoming wetness.
Heidi, lost in her own ecstasy, realized her friend was still on the phone pleasuring herself. "Oh, baby. I'm sorry. Gio is doing such a number on my cunt. I'm flooding the bed like Niagara Falls."
"Me too, sweetheart. All over my recliner."
"You're playing with your pussy?!"
"Si, senorita. Playing with myself. Ahhhhh! Tasting myself!." The Latina's eyes widen when she heard a slow slurping sound. "Now," Maria continued "I am fucking myself!" At which the Italian sent her left middle finger into her pulsing, sopping wet slit.
"Gio! Maria is fucking herself!" she joyfully announced.
Her young stud responded by tongue lashing her upturned clitoris. His tongue action was one of determination...and pure animal fever. He always loved eating out his mamma sita. She WAS a hot--smoking hot--MILF. But this: feasting on her cunt while her equally hot cougar friend is on the phone listening and masturbating, brought the young man to an unknown level of lustful excitement.
The divorced beauty's middle finger had gotten into a steady rhythm, in and out...out and in, of her fiery, overflowing vagina. Her fingering was like a Texas oil rig on steroids. The more she fucked herself, the more she moaned. It seemed like it was a race between Maria's groans and the squishy, sucking reverberation from between her spread legs.
"Ahhhhh! Oh! Ahhhh! Yesssss!"
"Oh that's it, Gio. That's it! Oh you're so fucking good!
Each woman could hear the other's delight. But each woman was lost in her own world.
Maria's cunt was a swamp, drenched completely in the continuous release of her juices. It was also a swamp that was on fire...raw, primal fire. She hurriedly brought the creamy digit to her pouting mouth and sucked off her own ambrosia. Her other hand, in the meantime, instantaneously went to work rubbing the mons heatedly. Her hand and pussy needed each other. They wanted each other. Energized fingers hurriedly strummed the puffy labia. The middle finger slid into the sweltering, frothy opening and pistoned like there was no tomorrow.
Meanwhile, Heidi was being orally ravished by Gio. His lips still planted around her electrified snatch while he steadily fluttered his tongue against the excited clit. His entire face, and mouth had been covered in so much of the her sap, along with his throat which was happily treated to the descending liquid. The Dominican was now bouncing her generous hips up and down on her bed.
Maria's wailing intensified. "I'm going to cum! Oh yes! I'm going to cum, Heidi."
"Me too, sweetie. Ugghhhh!"
On one side of the telephone conversation, the finger fucked faster. On the other side, the tongue flayed insanely.
The Italian peaked first, by less than a minute. "Aaaahhhhhhhh! Yeahhhhhhhhh! Ohhh!"
Her friend then joined her with "Aaaayyyyyyy, papi! Ayee, Siiiii! Aaaayyyyyy!"
As the two cougars eventually returned from their respective orgasms, their individual breathing became regular. Each felt a magnificent after-glow. Maria spoke first.
"That was WONDERFUL!"
"Yes it was, wasn't it?"
"Oh, thank you for calling, Heidi."
"You're welcome. But don't thank me yet. Thank me after Saturday night. That's going to be the night."
"Really?" Maria squealed. "Gio found someone?"
"Ah-uh. Really nice guy. In his early 20s, handsome, and built like a Greek god."
"Ohh. Sounds very nice."
"Sleep well, my love," Heidi hushed.
"You too. See you tomorrow at work."
"Bye."
The two exchanged short kisses over the phone.
********
Saturday night Heidi picked up Maria and brought her back to her place. When the two entered the house, the immediate scent of French vanilla hit Maria. It was a light smelling incense, yet slightly pungent. She smiled at her friend who was locking the door.
"French vanilla? Mmm. How did you know I liked French vanilla?"
"You're always drinking that flavored coffee at the office. I just put 2 and 2 together. Now go on in the living room." The sound of the Italian's 3 inch black pumps clicked along the wood hallway until she got onto the rug in the living room. She sat down on the sofa.
The sound of clicking in the hallway returned, from Heidi's stilettos. She walked in after her friend.
"Do you want anything to drink?"
"No, I am good. I am good." There was a touch of apprehension in her voice.
Heidi followed suit and refrained from drinking. She moved to the wall opposite the couch and turned on the CD player. Barry White began to preach.
I've heard people say that
Too much of anything is no good for you, baby
(Oh no) But I don't know about that
The sexy Dominican swung around from the stereo to look at her girlfriend. She gave Maria a seductive, knowing grin. Then she walked, ever so slightly...strutted, to the sofa.
There's many times that we've loved
And we've shared love and made love
It doesn't seem to me like it's enough
Heidi sat right next to Maria, leg to leg. Each woman wore a dress that would be seen in a club. Maria had on a jet-black silk mini with spaghetti straps. Her enormous tits, braless, appeared as if they would leap out over the top of the dress any moment. Heidi donned an off-the shoulder dress, sky blue, which offered a generous view of her tan, and profound cleavage. It also was short skirted. Both pairs of legs were long and bare. Both pairs of nipples were hardening, poking through the dress fabrics. Both pussies, each encased in a thong, started to moisten.
Heidi gazed at Maria, and took her hand into her own. She squeezed the Italian's hand and smiled. Maria returned the smile. Both grins were dazzling, and reflected nervous anticipation.
It doesn't seem to me like it's enough
There's just not enough of it
There's just not enough (Oh, oh, babe)
Heidi, still maintaining her eye-contact with Maria, announced, "Gio, come on out!"
The strapping 6', 2" young man came sauntering out, hips swinging to Can't Get Enough of Your Lovin', Babe," from the bedroom through the hallway which led to the living room. He was clad only in a tan G-string, black Zorro mask and lack sombrero.
Maria's mouth dropped, not just at this emerging hunk, but that it was her friend's boyfriend.
"Heidi, Gio?"
"Sure. I told you he knows someone. He knows himself." She gave a shrewd wink.
"But, but, he's your boyfriend."
"The only but you have to worry about is his." Heidi squeezed her friend's hand again, ever so slightly rubbing the coupled hands along the top of Maria's thigh. The two ladies returned to watching him.
Gio was now dancing in front of both women. The dark-haired stud moved his hips in time with the song. He bared a devilish grin at the two. He glanced briefly at his girlfriend, then cast his vision solely on Maria. She was enraptured with him. Her eyes, like the song, couldn't get enough of this fine specimen of twenty-something male youth. Her mind was a whirlwind.
Is it the chiseled chest? The six-pack abs? The swaying hips? The well-developed shoulders? The muscular thighs—spread? All impressive, most impressive. The Zorro themed disguise? A nice, seductive touch. Even with the mask and hat, Maria could tell he was good looking with lush hair. But for a woman who has been sex-starved for so long, what is the natural "center of attention?" Wow! He's not even hard but you can tell he's got a package UPS couldn't deliver. She visually relished the curved bulge in the front of Gio's G-string.
My darling, I can't get enough of your love babe
Girl, I don't know, I don't know why
Can't get enough of your love, babe
Heidi looked at Maria. She could see her friend zone out on her man's meat. She chuckled to herself, then called to him.
"Gio, Maria was talking before about 'but'. Why don't you show her yours?"
Zorro nodded, and turned around, then spread his tree limb-like legs. Maria's heart skipped a beat and she literally lost her breath when she saw the tight, curved male ass. Placing his hands on his hips, the dancer rocked his tush sexily to and fro in tune with the song.
Heidi enjoyed seeing Maria swallow and then lick her lips. She put her mouth next to Maria's ear.
"You'll never see buns like that in a deli—si or no?"
"Si," Maria uttered in agreement, her eyes plastered to the grooving male bottom.
The masked man leaned forward, allowing his backside to ride high in the air at the two adoring MILFs. He thought he heard the Italian one gasp. He touched his spread ankles, and began swinging his entire lower body...left to right, right to left.
"Ohhh," Maria appreciated.
Heidi inched her face closer to the side of her friend's. "Now that's a spread, isn't it?" quizzed the Latina, letting the bottom of her lip delicately graze Maria's earlobe.
The Italian's voice was parched. "It certainly is."
Heidi lingered near the ear. She paused, then inquired in a hushed tone, "Are you wet?"
The answer was immediate, "Yes."
"Me too," responded Heidi, at which she pulled her face away from Maria's, letting her lips drag along her cheekbone. Maria was undistracted from her viewing pleasure.
As the last strains of Barry White's signature number emanated from the CD player, Zorro gradually ceased moving his ass. He stood up straight, the G-string material firmly clenched in his tight butt cheeks, and put his hands on hips again. He froze, allowing both ladies to take one last view at his derrière. He lifted his right hand to his hat, took it off his head tossing the sombrero to the side. Herb Alpert's Rise, another sexy song from the 70s, began. It is 7 minutes, 36 seconds of pure erotic, and musical seduction. The dancer turned around.
Maria's eyes widened in delight. The bulge in the G-string had increased...significantly. The flimsy material had stretched forward from before, allowing for the growth in Gio's penis. She could also make out the small stain on the front of the Speedo-like outfit. He shot the beautiful Italian flirtatious glances and smoldering stares.
Gio, still wearing the black mask, locked his hands behind his head and smiled confidently at Maria. He started undulating his hips to the seductive jazz sound, and occasionally thrusted out his crotch...in Maria's direction. He was getting turned on incredibly as he seduced this hot cougar. His cock lurched forward more, increasing the stretch of the G-string fabric which still managed to keep the entire length of his schlong concealed. The stain in the front increased as he oozed out more pre-cum.
He knew both beauties were horny, but it was clearly obvious who was more so. Maria's breathing was beyond heavy, which in turn accentuated her turgid nipples, as her breasts heaved up and down through the dress top. He locked his eyes on her, and sauntered to her. Their eyes never left each other.
He put his left leg up on the couch armrest, his thighs lean and strong-looking. Gio began to sensuously grind his expanding crotch a mere inch or so from Maria's face. She was initially flabbergasted, but quickly became appreciative. She thought she could actually hear the G-string enhance to allow for his growing erection. She could see the frontal spot widen, realizing he was leaking. She could also catch the initial whiff of his male scent. Gio, looking down at her, felt like he caught a winning touchdown as he saw her lick her lips.
Gio adjusted his footing and leaned in more, using his hands for support on the back of the sofa. His crotch was now, literally, in Maria's face...or, more precisely, against her mouth. He slowly grazed his thong-covered erection along her open lips.
This startled Maria. Yet, her mouth remained open, allowing for the hidden, wondrous prick and balls to glide across her lips and chin. She wickedly felt the pre-jizz spot. She enthusiastically inhaled the youthful musk. She lecherously viewed the penis grow to its full length.
The primal need for sexuality had been struck like a match within Maria and now, as Gio rubbed his jewels over her lower face, that need was getting intensified. She nuzzled her mouth against the young crotch. She then planted kissed all over the protrusion. She kissed the underneath, knowing she was attending to his bouncing testicles. Her kisses proceeded upward, along the cloth-covered member. Along the way, she flicked out the tip of her tongue against the stalk. She could feel the cock pulsate at this. Then she flattened her tongue to travel along the quivering shaft.
"Ohhh, that feels good," the young man sighed appreciatively.
Maria felt a thrill coarse throughout her body. It wasn't just a sexual thrill. It was the thrill of being the teasing pleasurer. For the past ten minutes—and the other night on the phone—she was being teased and pleased. Now, she was in control! And she loved it. The animal in her was released.
Maria's hand cupped through the G-string the balls that throttled before her. She tentatively grazed her manicured finger nails across their round shapes. She then rubbed the encased plumbs, giving both a fair share of attention.
"Ugh! That's it! Rub my balls! Aghh!"
Thanks to her skillful manipulation of Gio's balls, Maria caused the top of his cock to peer out from under the G-string. Her eyes became wide as saucers. The pinkish head was mushroom-shaped and large. It was shiny from the pre-cum, and it pulsated from under the stringy cloth. As if on cue, Maria sent out her tongue, from the still-covered middle of the shaft, up to the bare penile tip.
Giant shivers ran throughout the male body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He sighed at the initial tongue lap.
The first thing Maria immediately realized was the taste of Gio's pre-jizz. It was over five years since she tasted male cum, let alone being this orally close to a man's pole. Her tongue licked again...then again. The memory of her performing oral sex on a man was no longer a memory.
"That's it. Lick my cock! Lick it!" It was a hybrid of a command and a plea.
The shuddering penis-head was now sailing across Maria's tongue as she allowed it through her wet lips...then out...then back in. She tugged the G-string down, and the entire youthful organ, balls and all, leaped out of the cloth. The cockhead popped out of her mouth. This was unintended, but it allowed her to now see the entire length of the schlong. With half-lids for eyes, she cooed.
"Oh, Gio. You have such a nice...big...fat...cock!."
She gazed upon the virile prick with awe, like it was discovered buried treasure. In a sense, for her, it was. She handled it like it was priceless work of art...very carefully. She let the sole of her hand lightly touch the pink stalk. She was hesitant for a few seconds. Her eyes, fixed on the steel-hard dick, were awonder. Her mouth formed into a silent "Oh."
It has length AND girth. Hmmm, Her mind appraised and approved.
The touch of her hand now became assured, the palm gliding up and down the span of hard, naked male flesh. After a few seconds of this, she looked up at Gio with resolve and hunger.
"You better get rid of that Speedo-wanna-be and stand up straight, mister!" She advised with conviction, and a mischievous grin.
He complied instantaneously. He took his foot off the sofa, stood up, and shot down his G-string to around he ankles. He stood back up straight, his hard-on and balls bouncing and bobbing. Then he stepped out of the discarded material, legs slightly parted, hands at his sides.
Maria was awe-struck at seeing this beautiful young man completely nude, his prick and testes now ceasing their swaying. He was gorgeous! An image of Michelangelo's statue, David, popped into her head.
"Stand back," she directed.
Gio moved a wide foot back. She stood up, her eyes still upon him. There was the sound of a zipper, spaghetti straps were descended, and Maria's black mini-dress was a heap around her ankles. She kicked the bundle to the side. She now faced Gio, naked except for her high heels and a sodden, clinging thong. He saw her wavy hair was a little passed her shoulders and almost the same color as his. Her face was gorgeous and belied her age. He gawked at the huge rack, the legs that seemed to go on forever, the stained panties, the look of sexual starvation. It was now Gio's turned to be dumbfounded.
Moving sleekly like a panther, the divorced Italian dropped to her knees in front of Gio, took hold of his stiff cock with her right hand while her left cradled his ball-sack, and directed the head of his dick back into her awaiting and yearning mouth.
The young stud gazed downward. He watched this beautiful, sex-starved woman tantalize his penis. As her mouth worked its sensual magic, she seemed to be in a world of her own. He stared as her tongue licked his pecker, and then her mouth sucked him inside. He became dazed as she moved her head back a bit, shallowed her cheeks, and enabled the tip of his cock to graze against the back of her throat. Gio tossed his head back when she caressed his nuts, handling them like fine china, and then orally adoring the shivering orbs. It was an adoration consisting of kisses and licks to the pair.
"Hmmmm. Smells so good," she appraised his musky aroma in between a kiss and lick.
She then softly pulled back his huge prick with her hand, and flicked her tongue at the spot where penis and testicles connect. He expelled guttural moans when she deep-throated him...in and out of her delirious mouth.
Next she returned to the prick's top. She took the bulbous head into her mouth. At first she gently sucked it, then slobbered over the spongy cap, furiously bathing it with a cascade of saliva. Her tongue then licked around the crown, teasing the sensitive skin where the head and shaft meet. Finally, she would use her teeth to put a little yet exquisite pressure around the edges. All the while, her cunt has releasing another round of oils into the gusset of her thong.
She felt his hands on the top of her head. He began running his fingers through her thick hair, manually encouraging her. She returned to intaking the entire breath of his prick into her mouth, sucking it with whorish zeal.
"Ugh! Ah! Oh!" he stammered, causing her to mentally smile at herself (I haven't lost my touch—literally!), and pick up her oral tempo.
Deep, driven slurping sounds echoed throughout the room. It was the only sound for several seconds. Then Gio complimented, in a voice that was raucous and delirious.
"Ohhhh, Mom! You are simply magnificent!"
Maria's eyes blinked. Her mouth was still suckling feverishly a few seconds more, then very slowly. It then stopped completely, though the penis was still in her mouth. She ascended her eyes. The young man had taken off his mask and looked down at her. It was her son, John—Gio short for Giovanni, which is Italian for 'John.'
Still looking up at him, she dropped her jaw in shock, at the same time his dick slipped out of her mouth. She was mortified.
"John?! Oh nooo! It can't be. John, it's you!" Maria shrieked. "No! No!"
The man who excited her by eating out her best friend the other night over the phone...who just stripped and teased her to new erotic heights...whose luscious dick and balls she was now sucking...was her own son!
She remained on her knees in front of John, still looking at him, hands planted to the floor, and repeated. "Nooooo!!!"
Heidi, who had removed all her clothes and had been fingering her cunt and playing with her breasts during the strip and fellatio, sprung off the sofa and kneeled next to Maria in front of him.
The Italian spun her head to peer at Heidi with seething anger. "You! My best friend! How the fuck could you let me do this?! How could you? You knew all along, didn't you?!"
In a calm and reassuring voice Heidi responded, "Yes, Maria. I knew all along. Of course I did. Gio, er, John asked me to arrange it."
"Mom," he interjected, still nude towering over his mother and now Heidi, "let me explain." The deflation of his erection had begun, as his Adam's apple shot up and down in fearful preparation to speak. Maria's snarling glare at the Latina shifted upward at her son.
"Heidi told me about your dream."
The parent's face immediately softened, though still maintaining a pissed-off appearance.
"Well, let me backtrack. You know after you and Dad separated, I had to start college. For an internship, they sent me to Italy at the University of Bologna. Remember—I told you?"
She slowly nodded, never taking her angry eyes off of his.
"While I was there, I had a torrid love affair with a beautiful, older woman. She was sexy, divorced, and looked incredibly like you. Our time together was hot, fun-filled, and short. She left for a high-paying gig with GE. But my time with her made me think of you, both as a son should...and as a son shouldn't. Toward the end of our relationship, when we made love, I thought of you."
His semi-flaccid prick gave an upward twitch at the last statement. This caught Maria's eye, but she resumed looking at her still-talking son.
"I thought I was making love you to, Mom. I always thought of you as a beautiful woman, never sexually though. You were just 'mom', an attractive mother. But something in this woman made me think of you, want you, want to love you like a lover. The incest of it...the illicit nature, just made it all the more hot."
Maria's facial expression was no longer one of anger. She looked perplexed.
"After college, I returned and started dating Heidi. She saw how lonely you were, and eventually informed me about the dream you had...about you and me."
Maria took a deep swallow as her mind recalled the taboo images she had a year ago. In the dream, she was taking a shower, soaping herself. The soaping became more intense and developed into self-pleasuring. Soon the shower door slid open. She turned around in surprise. John stood outside of the tub without a stitch of clothing on and hard as a diamond.
"Oh! John." She exclaimed.
There was a short pause.
Then he spoke, "Traffic was backed up on Route 69." He entered the stall.
Somewhat apologetically she replied, "Well I'm sorry. I couldn't wait for you. You know how horny I get when you're not here by six"
"It's ok, mom," he said with a knowing smile. They embraced and made hot, passionate, forbidden love under the cascading shower water.
Maria, now sitting on her knees, looked sheepishly toward the living room rug. "I was so embarrassed by that dream."
"But you don't have to be embarrassed anymore!" Heidi jubilantly offered. Maria looked at her. "He wants you as much as you want—and need—him."
Dejectedly she responded, "But Heidi. It's all wrong. The dream. Tonight. It's all wrong. It's incest."
"Well, you know what they say?" the Dominican quipped with a chuckle, "'Incest is best.' Seriously, you two have a history of wanting each other. You both want each other. Shouldn't you both have each other?"
She paused to gage them. She could see John wanted it very much. She knew this for a fact, as she often chided him while in bed, "You want to fuck your mother, don't you?" He would always nod. He fucked or ate out Heidi with increased gusto after this question or the suggestion, "Imagine I am your mother." She could see Maria was on the fence, mulling it over. Heidi took notice of how her friend looked silently at John's face, and did a couple of quick glances at her son's genitals.
Time to tip her off the fence. In a low voice, Heidi spoke, more to her girlfriend.
"It's more than obvious you both want each other. You both want to...touch each other...taste each other...love each other." She let the statements hang in the air for a moment then continued.
"John, you do think your mother is good looking, right?"
The answer was immediate and emphatic. "She is a MILF goddess and cougar queen."
Maria's face lightened and she unexpectedly smiled, her eyes sheepishly cast upward at his eyes.
"Maria, you do think John—as a man—is handsome, correct?" Heidi closely viewed her friend. The Italian's eyes quickly scanned over her son's physique, lingering a few seconds on his sex, returning back to his eyes.
Yes! Heidi silently cheered to herself at Maria's visual action.
"Oh yes," Maria answered, her voice much huskier. "My son is an absolute, gorgeous hunk." She paused, then continued, "And hung like a fire-hose!" As if having ears of its own, John's prick twitched again. Maria's face formed a small, naughty grin.
Heidi leaned across Maria and grabbed the Italian's right hand and placed it on the base of her son's semi limp shaft. Heidi lightly squeezed her own hand, in turn causing Maria to gently take hold of John's member.
"Isn't John's cock a thing of beauty?" she questioned into her friend's ear. Her hand guided Maria's to gradually stroke it up and down.
"Ewww, yes!" was her throaty answer. Her eyes were affixed on the wondrous sausage.
Sensing Maria didn't need any more prodding, Heidi released her grip of Maria's hand. She smiled openly as the Italian gave a firmer grasp to her son's manhood and slowly jerked him off. The Latina licked her lips as John's firmness was returning. She shot a quick glance at his face. His chin was down, eyes shut, and he wore a big smile.
Maria was returning in that world she was in, just a few minutes ago...the world of manually pleasing a man. The fact that this man was her 23 year old son didn't bother her anymore. In fact it enlivened her, its forbidden and taboo nature delivering a thrill she never ever experienced. The sexual tiger in her had been released...for good this time.
The skin of John's shaft felt warm, almost hot in her hand. The spongy head seemed to expand and the vein pulsated as Maria moved her hand up and down her son's penis. The rising phallus was throbbing right in front of her face, growing before her very eyes. She licked her lips as she brought back the hardness...along with the pre-jizz bubbling up again at the top.
Maria used her other hand to cup John's testicles. They were sweaty and also heavy. She illicitly pondered about all the cum inside of them now...and in the future.
The young man bellowed his opinion. "Ugghhh, Mom! Ohhhh, you do that real good!"
Heidi just remained kneeling next to Maria, one hand diddling between her own thighs. The other hand was absentmindedly stroking the outside of John's closest thigh to her, her eyes cast upon the incestuous action before her.
Maria could no longer take it. She had to take this young cock back in her mouth, knowing full well it was has her son's. She wickedly loved this realization. She tossed back her head, letting the black wavy mane dance sexily in the air, arching her eye brow at John. His mouth was open and looked like he was going to drool.
She forwarded her face into his groin, his muskiness completely overpowering her nasal senses. Her mouth opened and enveloped the upper half of the virile, young cock. The instant taste of pre-cum was scintillating. Her lips stretched as she pushed the massive tool into her mouth. She bent her head back a little so he could slide it in deeper. He saw this and slowly shoved forwarded his pelvis. Both of them could feel the head of his prick touch the back of her throat.
"Holy shit!" John yelled groaningly.
There was a pause in movement on the part of the new-found lovers. It was almost entirely for Maria. She adjusted her lips, and her kneeling stance for comfort. She then proceeded to suck off her son like a Hoover vacuum gone wild. Her head frantically bobbed up and down, down and up.
"Hmmmmmmm," she sighed in delight.
She then suckled the penile tip, lapped at the shaft, laved his balls, then returned to deep-throating the whole 8 ¼ inches. A mixture of saliva and pre-jizz dribbled down her chin.
John was almost in a delirium. "Oh mom! Oh mom! YESSS! Keeping suck! Urgh! Ah! I am going to cum! I am going to cum right...NOW!"
Maria's head moved back in surprise at the force of the initial ejaculatory salvo. But she successfully kept most of the dick in her mouth. The hot milk hit the back of her throat. She swallowed just in time for the second blast. She relaxed her throat muscles as the cockhead belched wave after wave of cream into her mouth. There was so much of it, the thick white liquid dripped out of mouth and ran down his balls.
"Yes! Yes!," John cheered as he exploded into his mother's mouth as she continued making love to his spewing prick.
Maria felt so sinful. She thirsted for this young semen; it had been so, so long since she tasted cum. John's ejaculation was creamy, luscious, and a little salty. Her thirst was greatly quenched, as she gulped and swallowed as much of the precious emulsion. The dribbling out of her mouth now dotted and streaked her breasts and thighs.
The incestuous, sex-crazed mother milked her son to the literal last drop. As John's dick began to soften she pushed her face deeper into his crotch, mashing her face against his balls. When she finally let his spent rod slide out of her mouth, her face was bathed in perspiration and streaked with heavy globs of spunk. Maria licked her foamy lips, scooped the white goo off her face, and sucked off all ten fingers. She raised her eyes upward to him.
"Oh, John! Baby! Your cum tastes so good! Hmmmm," She felt wicked satisfaction, seeing John's breathing just now slowing down, along with his "Oh's" and "Ah's."
Maria turned to Heidi. "Oh my friend! Thank you for bringing to me my son! Thank you for making me realize how much I want and need him as a woman." The two women peered at each other. She planted a grateful peck on Heidi's right cheek.
The Dominican felt the kiss...felt the jizz and its sticky impression on her facial area. It sent an electric, erotic bolt to her mind and twat, which began to immediately tingle. She leaned in to reciprocate the kiss.
Maria turned her head, offering the side of her face to Heidi. She fixed a short kiss on the Italian's cheek. She quickly then replanted her lips to Maria's face next to the corner of her mouth, hastily sliding her Latin lips to it. Heidi covered the divorcee's mouth with her own and slithered her tongue into Maria's mouth. The familiar taste and rich liquidity of John's spunk instantly struck her as Heidi's tongue danced inside of the Italian mouth.
The Italian, greatly surprised by this unexpected motion, immediately withdrew her mouth from Heidi's. John's eyebrows raised when he viewed a thin strand of his semen appear and break apart between the two women's mouths.
"Heidi, what are you doing?!" questioned the startled Maria. She dribbled out another little piece of her son's jizz as she moved her head back.
"Tasting your son on your lips...your full, sexy lips," Heidi countered, letting her eyes openly scan the nearly nude woman before her. She knew this was her moment, the moment to go for and live her Sapphic desires for her divorced friend.
Maria saw as her friend's eyes traveled over her body. She was not comfortable with this situation.
"You, you like girls?"
Heidi, who had orgasmed watching the incestuous fellatio, was getting dew building up in her weltering cunt again and her nipples were still turgid. She responded in a hushed tone.
"Sometimes. In fact you, my sweet and hot girlfriend, I have been dreaming about for months." She stroked the right side of Maria's face with her fingers. The Italian recoiled away her face again and protested somewhat adamantly.
"I've never been with a girl!"
Heidi, in a still-calm voice, said, "Don't knock what you haven't tried."
She pulled Maria and herself up back to sitting on the couch. Heidi leaned in for another mouth-to-mouth smooch, this time her left hand firmly gripping Maria's chin. Heidi pressed her lips against Maria's, and once again launched her tongue inside the startled Italian mouth. It vigorously twirled, circled, and zigzagged all over the place. Heidi's tongue lashed at the sides and top of the inside of Maria's mouth, tickled the non-response tongue, darted along the gum line, and tasted more of John's seed.
The raven haired beauty tried to pull away but her friend's grip on her face was firm. Her oral motions were confident yet gentle. John's cream, in Maria's mouth, began to be lapped at by Heidi and removed by her tongue, drawing it back into the Latin mouth.
Eventually Maria's resistance became weaker as she surprisingly began to enjoy the steady yet soft motions of Heidi's mouth and tongue. The Italian had often heard that when a girl kisses another girl on the mouth, it is much more sensual than a man's kiss. It's more tender and supple. She felt these sensations now, having never felt them before. It was actually becoming quiet lovely. Her resistance started to fade.
Heidi, sensing the less tightening in the muscles of her friend's mouth, became elated.
Maria eased up, allowing Heidi to kiss her full on the mouth and then for the Dominican tongue to run wild inside her mouth without hesitation on Maria's part. Then she kissed Heidi back, first a brief mouth-on-mouth smooch, and then a lingering, open mouth one. Saliva and John's cum sloshed between the women's hungry mouths. He groaned when their tongues darted out at each other, both slobbering wet and covered in his white goo, and swirled around, and over each other.
John, once the center of attention, now just leered in silent, sexual awe. He had seduced his gorgeous mother into give him a mind-bending blowjob, and his beautiful girlfriend was now seducing her into the ultimate: girl-on-girl on love.
"Hmmm." Heidi sighed.
"Mmmm. Oh!"
Upon hearing the mutual moans, the young man's whole body shook briefly and more blood rushed back to his groin. When a thick, gooey strand of his semen broke apart between the mouths--briefly separated to allow for breathing—he felt like his head was going to literally explode.
"Uggghhhhh! That is so FUCKING hot," John groaned.
Both women turned around and looked at him. Their eyes were glazed over, both having been in their own mutual paradise. For Maria, it was a new-found pleasure, the second in one evening. For Heidi, it was the repeat role of seducer. Their lips glistened with his shared cum. Their breathing was heavy, each of their large, bare tits rising and falling. Both pairs of nipples, pebble hard, slid against each other during the ragged breathing.
John's eyes bugged. Each woman licked at their own lips, individually taking pleasure of the smeared jizz. Now all three of their inhaling and exhaling vibrated throughout the living room.
Heidi took hold of some of Maria's black, wavy locks and very gently pulled her head back, exposing her throat upward. There was a sizeable spot of John's semen on her neck. The Latina lowered her face downward onto Maria's throat and encircled her lips around the white blob.
"Aaahhhhh," the Italian crooned as her girlfriend suckled her neck. The male liquid was frantically slurped away, and Heidi tongue laved at the vulnerable neck. Maria trembled with excitement.
The tongue then moved southward, from the neck to the right trembling breast. More male sauce was there--a diagonal streak across the upturned nipple and curvature of the tit. Heidi cupped her hand under the big mammary. The fingers and palm dragged along the curve and up to the teat, rubbing and spreading the semen into the flesh.
Maria was elated at the manual stimulation of her breast, and released a pent-up sigh.
"Ohhhh, Heidi!"
She was over-the-moon when the Latin fingers tweaked at the frantic teat...followed by the entire top of the breast being enveloped by Heidi's descended mouth.
Maria moaned, "Arrrrgggghhhh!"
Heidi's experienced tongue worried the impatient nipple and areola, while her hand massaged the shuddering tit. This got Maria, another wave of juices drooling into the sodden gusset of her thong, to start grinding her shapely hips into the sofa.
John's stare had been solely on what his mother and girlfriend were doing to each other. The sight of his mother's rolling hips, long shapely legs bent and slightly spread, visually accented by her high-heels, now caught his attention. He focused on her crotch. The thong was completely soaked, thanks to her still-pouring ambrosia. The wet material had lewdly wedged up into her pussy lips, displaying a torrid camel-toe. John felt lightheaded as his mother's crotch undulated, similar to a stripper's. There was only one thing to do.
The excited son dropped to his knees and edged toward the beckoning, forbidden, enticing female sex. His face was at her knees and the heady fragrance of Maria's cunt struck him. John's nose and mind were transfixed on the taboo smell. The insides of his mother's sculptured thighs were slick and glistening. The male fingers shook as they reached for her sides...and hooked underneath the thong waistband.
The Italian, who had been in a head-swirling lip lock with Heidi, felt something. She broke the kiss and looked down her body. Heidi followed suit. Maria's mouth was in the shape of an "O", silent, while a sluttish grin grew on her friend's. They watched as John started pulling down his mother's thong.
Instinctively...and in growing heat, Maria lifted her lower body off the sofa. The stringy material easily was drawn down the long, shapely legs, though there was the teasing second when the thong didn't slip right away out from between the two inflamed, saturated nether lips. It seemed like the thong didn't want to leave the labia. The mother lifted each heel so her son could completely rid of her last stitch of clothing. He tossed the underwear behind him.
The earthy, musky bouquet of Maria's heated pussy, now uncovered, lunged out at John. He knew he was immediately addicted to his mother's sex scent. He inhaled over and over again as he leaned in toward the forbidden vagina, Maria, further parting her planted feet, opened her legs--and herself--to her son.
John stared at the place from which he had come 23 years ago. It was like a beautiful pink flower, awashed in honey-like wetness. The large inner lips were already swollen and protruding from the smooth outer lips. Above them was a neatly trimmed patch of black hair, also sodden. He could see the thick juice steadily trickle out of her pulsing hole.
Maria pushed her sex out at John in an obscene manner. The sight...the smell...the forbiddeness...all gave him such a head rush. Both women breathed heavily in anticipation. John leaned his head between Maria's thighs so that his facial lips just touched her vagina lips. He took one last deep inhale—wanting to get the pungent fragrance straight from the source. As he finished exhaling, he placed a sensuous, luxuriously long kiss on the wrinkled, slightly spread, and dewy pussy lips of his mother.
Maria soared, "Ohhhhhhhh, John!"
Heidi smiled and sighed, partly out of visual delight, and partly out of brief jealousy. But this was the plan all along: to give her lover to his mother. Oh, she knew, she could always join them for some hot threeway loving—like right now. But this was special. Her beautiful friend needed and wanted a man. She had dreamed about her son—why not make the dream a reality?
If I had an attractive son like John, and my husband cheated on me and made me feel worthless, I would do everything possible to make my son my new—and only—man.
John's other sense, of taste, was now hooked as well. It was the tanginess of her nectar which his mouth picked up from the damp sex lips. His tongue slithered out and steadily journeyed up and down, down and up the frenzied labia. Fresh sap emerged, making John's oral organ even happier.
"Eat your mother, baby," the Dominican encouraged. "Eat your mother! She wants it, needs it...from you!"
He wiggled his tongue in between the cunt petals, nudging the tip past the fleshy lapels, into her humid, syrupy depths.
"Ahhhhh! Ohhh! That's it! Stick your tongue in it, John! Stick your tongue in mommy's cunt!" Maria deliriously insisted.
Rockets started going off in his head when John heard the wanton verbiage. The enormity of the situation was starting to hit home. He was linked—sexually—to his mother. He was now eating her out. It was something he wanted for so long. He never thought it would be possible, that it would be just an illicit dream that would never come to fruition. But it has!
John doubled his effort, burrowing his intrepid tongue deeper into Maria's fiery, sexual cauldron. He lapped, wiggled, and stimulated the insides of her buttery crevice. His face was drowning in her flowing essence.
"Urgh! Oh! Ughhhhhh! John! My sweet Johnny! You eat me so FUCKING good!" Maria moaned euphorically.
Maria felt his hands slip under her rump and knead her hips and cheeks. She liked this additional sensation. Then a wicked thrill shot up her spine when she heard John make muffled grunting noises as he feasted on her willing snatch.
Purposefully, the 23 year old let his nose take a gentle swipe at Maria's clit.
"Ewwwwww!!!" she wailed, ramming her crotch up. Her public bone struck John's chin like a good left hook and startled him. She was so forgone in nirvana that she didn't even notice. He shook off the cobwebs and continued his oral mission.
He readjusted his position from kneeling to sitting, tilted his head diagonally, and commenced devouring Maria's cuntal lips. He took them in between his own lips and gently rolled them in his mouth, frequently nibbling on them. He would affectionately pull them, savor the spongy texture, and release them, enjoying how they springed back.
He loved her response: her breathing was shallow pants, while her fingers coursed through his hair.
"Uggggghhhhh, John! My sweet baby, John!"
Next, the well-hung son moved upward at his mother's pubic patch. He kissed the hair, licked it, and massaged his cheek against it. Then he rubbed his entire face against the black tuft. It was somewhat amusing as both slippery areas, his face and her pubic mound, slid against each other. Maria's hip-thrashing increased.
She cast her eyes down at her only offspring rollicking over her pubic area.
"Oh, John! You eat mommy's so damn goooooo—" Maria was caught in mid-groan. She felt her left leg being lifted and pushed even more outward. She cast her vision downward. Heidi had joined John between her thighs. The Italian swallowed hard, seeing her leg hang sexily over her girlfriend's shoulder.
John glided his tongue along the inside of Maria's right thigh, moving out to the knee area and thus allowing Heidi more access to his mother. In turn, Heidi's tongue dragged along the left thigh, heading inward.
"Oh! Ahhhhh! Ohhhh!" the Italian whimpered.
Heidi's tongue was now on inner thigh and soon...on her pussy. She widened her mouth to cover Maria's sweltering twat, and then sent out her tongue to lick it.
"Heidi!!!!!!!"
John sat on his feet, basking in the sight of his MILF girlfriend eat his MILF mother. Heidi's face--lips, nose, mouth, and chin—were buried in the Italian pussy. Maria began bouncing her bottom off the stained sofa. The Latin tongue corkscrewed into her sopping fuck-hole. More honey was released...down Heidi throat.
Maria could feel Heidi's cheeks sliding against her inner thighs as she ravaged her pussy with her feverish tongue. The Dominican changed tactics, now flickering at the ecstatic, pouty, drooling labia. Her tongue jabs were quick and to the point.
Maria was lost in animalistic, sexual euphoria. "Uggghhh! Argh! Argh!"
The sexy Latina pulled away just to get more comfortable. She tossed her hair to the side and cast her glassy eyes upon her friend's.
"Hmmm, Maria! You taste like I always imagined—delicious and hot!" She rammed her oil-covered face back into her girlfriend's hysterical vagina.
Enough watching. I want back in! John thought.
He pried open even wider his mother's right leg and nudged himself next to Heidi, shrugging his right shoulder against her left one. She complied, still licking at her friend's gash. She pushed apart Maria's other leg so that her both knees were bent and she was splayed open to the max. Heidi now concentrated her oral efforts on one side of the simmering snatch, allowing John to return and work on the other side.
The horny mother's blue eyes rolled in her head, which spun lightly. She felt as if she was loosing her grasp on reality. She never had a ménage a trios in her life. She never had two people eating her out—or eating her out at the same time. The fact this was being performed by her son and best girlfriend fried her brain. Incest and bisexuality...a decadent combination!
She wailed, "Aaarrggghhhhhh! John! Heidi!"
Heidi and John were like busy bees, orally loving Maria. Their tongues licked at the mons, the lips, the inside of her thighs. The tips of the male and female tongues flickered and danced over the hot and bothered pussy, simultaneously tantalizing the outside of the labia, and a bit inside. Both mouths and throats took pleasure in the frothy tangy release. Both Heidi and John licked at the quivering inside thighs, smearing their mutual saliva and Maria's sap all over.
It was time...for Maria. "Ohhh! Ohhhh, I'm going to cum! Guys, I'm going to cum!"
Heidi ceased her oral adoration when she heard this. She leaned across to John and said, "Make your mom cum." She pulled out, sitting on the floor near the two incestuous lovers. She licked her lips at the new-found taste of her girlfriend's nectar. Heidi watched them like it was the 4th quarter in the Super Bowl.
John moved so that he was back in sole ownership of his mother's spasming and bubbling slit. Using his left hand, John plied open Maria's sex flesh to further reveal her clitoris. It stood up and seemed to pulse at him. He moved toward it and encased his lips around the pink nub of sensitive flesh and gently sucked it.
Maria screamed, "Ooooohhhhhhhh, gawwwdddd!"
Instantaneously, her sleek sexy legs jackknifed around John's neck. He, understanding her passion and the building climax, rammed his face deeper into her pussy.
"Aaaahhh, yes, my darling son! YES! Make mommy cum! Make me cum! Do me like that! Yessss! MAKE MOMMY CUM!"
His face-shoving into her orifice caused his nose to crash against her clit while he still manually exposed the wired nub. This was intentional. John rubbed his nose several times in a circular way against his mother's love pearl. The feminine flood increased. She squealed and tightened her legs' vise-like gripe on his neck.
John now suckled Maria's clit, occasionally letting his still-energetic tongue jab furiously and rapidly at the fleshy, highly-charged root. He held onto the sweaty thighs as his mother flayed around in carnal ecstasy.
"Yes! Johnny! Yes I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck yeah! Ohhhhh!"
John could feel the vaginal muscles contract against his tongue and her juices flowed like a roaring river. Though his neck began to ache, he did not tire. In fact he maximized his oral loving, his mind swept up in the depraved and hedonistic thought that he was causing his mother to climax.
Maria climaxed...for a long time. All the years of divorce, loneliness, shoving sex out of her life, letting it return through masturbation and now...the glorious end of it all! She literally rode her son's face to the blockbuster orgasm of her life.
Her curvy body shuddered almost violently as ecstasy overtook her like a tidal wave. He continued lapping away at Maria's soaked pussy, determined to swallow every bit of her tart, tasty juices.
As her convulsions dwindled and her breathing was starting to return to normal, John peeled away from Maria's humid crotch, and sat on his feet in front of her. Both of their bodies were covered in a sheen of perspiration. John's face and hair were encased the stickiness of his mother's syrup. She glanced down at him. His tongue repeatedly rolled over his lips like a kitten having just finished dinner. She chuckled at his attempt to lap at the nectar which was all over his lips and chin. Upon looking at his entire face, she chuckled even more.
"You look like a glazed donut," she joked.
Heidi, who had brought herself off again while John ate out Maria, moved in his direction and swiped her hand from his forehead down his right facial cheek. She licked at the gooey residue from her fingers.
"And tastes like one," the Latina added with a wink at Maria. "Delicious!"
The Italian giggled, then beamed at her son.
"John, that was absolutely astounding."
"I am glad you liked it, Mom."
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The three naked lovers retired to Heidi's bedroom. The top of her king sized bed fit them well as they snuggled together, resting. They basked in the aftermath of an erotically charged evening. But the night was young.
About thirty minutes later, John's cock was the first to awaken. The fact that he was lying between two scorchingly hot MILFs did the trick. Maria took notice. Her eyes, which had been in a dream-like state, opened. She marveled at the strong, lengthy manhood rising from its slug-like nap. It was two-thirds tall and still growing. Her loins were starting to moisten. She glanced at her son. He had dozed off soon after they all got into bed. She rested her head on his chest and applied small kisses around his closest nipple.
"John, hmmm, honey. John, would you do something for me?"
He lifted his closed eyelids at his mother.
"Sure, Mom. What is it?"
"Would you fuck me...now?"
Groggily he asked, "I am sorry. What did you say?"
Maria responded self-assuredly. "Would you fuck me, your mother, right now?"
His eyes opened up like a new car's headlights. He saw his erection. He heard the request, twice. He then roughly started tapping Heidi on the nearest shoulder.
"What? What?" she garbled.
"Heidi! You have to get up. NOW!"
"What? Why? Is it a fire?"
"No. Well, yes. Sort of. Mom's on fire. She wants me to fuck her now. So I need you to get up so we have room." He started shoving his hands at her side.
She finally realized what was going on. "Ok, ok. Don't push." She rose out of the bed.
"Great! Sorry. Thanks!" John said quickly. Then he turned back to his mother, who was laughing at what just occurred.
He scooted down the bed and between her bent knees. Once again, the forbidden and enticing cunt was on display before him. The nether lips were pouting and looked needy. A fresh splash of oils made them look shiny. The pungency of her sex smell was increasing. Maria, his mother, was ready to be mounted!
The 23 year old leaned forward on his right hand, using the other to guide his prick into her salmon folder. The penile head was against the wet, softness of her sex lips. It edged through...into the yielding, balmy succulence of Maria's vaginal canal. Her engorged clit and pussy lips spread wide around his thick meat as the helmet popped into her slobbering cunt.
"Urrghhhh!" she grunted.
John paused, then inched a little more into his mother. Her initial tightness was breathtaking.
"Be gentle, sweetheart. Mommy hasn't been fucked in a long time."
He puffed, "No problem, Mom. I can tell. You are so fucking tight! I love it."
"Really?" she asked in earnest.
"Oh yeah, Mom!"
John leisurely see-sawed his fuck-club in and out of Maria, though he never completely withdrew.
The mother's breathing was become labored. "Oh, John. Your cock, it's just so incredible! I've never been stretched out before. It's...it's fucking awesome!"
He craned his neck downward and pressed his mouth against hers for a brief, but passionate kiss. This was his way of saying, "You're welcome."
A little more of his stimulated cock entered her creamy slit. He removed his guiding hand and was in a full push-up starting position. He let their sex organs and nature do the rest.
John continued moving forward, ever so gently. He inserted another inch into his mother. Maria's pink opening, lubricated with oncoming juices, welcomed the fleshy spear. The inflated labia seem to draw in his entering cock with glee. Her creamy, buttery insides quivered, squeezed him tight, and took in the frenzied shaft. Her soggy cuntal walls massaged him like a pliant, velvet glove.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, Mom!" exhaled the horny son.
The taunt, sweltering confines of her pussy rippled along the entering shaft, accommodating itself to intake the entire length and girth.
"Ahhh!" Maria yelped as her hands went to his shoulders.
Within a few more seconds, the young man bottomed out. They grunted in unison as his balls careened against the silky skin of her buttocks...the entire cock buried from tip to root in her cunt. They paused, looking deep into each other's eyes in a heated combo of lust and love. He spoke.
"I am going to fuck you now, Mom. Just as you requested," John seductively analyzed. "I have my penis in your pretty pussy. I am about to fuck that pretty pussy and your beautiful body. Are you ready?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes, fuck me! Fuck me hard, my son. I need it and want it! Fuck me! Do me, my beautiful boy, with your magnificent cock. This pussy and body is all yours! Claim it! FUCK ME NOW!"
Maria's hips started to buck up, spasming, as her arms flung around John's neck, crushing her soft breasts against his chest. It had been so long since she had felt a man inside her. However this wasn't just any man. This was her son. She was fucking her own son. The sinfulness of it had her mind reeling, and her mouth plastered against her son's.
Heidi was once again the cheerleader. "Yeah, John! Fuck your mother!"
John began to move in and out of Maria in a slow, deliberate motion, taking his time to build the heat and illicit excitement. Her cunt was a geyser, spilling out her honey, coating his dick and balls and her ass, along with drenching Heidi's bed covers.
He broke the kiss to get some air. He panted, "Ugghhh, ugghh! Oh, Mom! Ugghh!"
"Arggghhhh! Ah-oh! Yessssss!"
The studly son turned up the jets, now pistoning in and out of his horny parent with more hunger and fury. It seemed like he was trying to push Maria through the mattress. He bent his head to orally capture a shaking breast.
"Ooohhhhh!" Maria shrieked as his mouth covered a straining nipple.
She arched her body up against him for two reasons. One was to give him more access to the nipple and tit he was concentrating on. He picked up on this gesture and greedily lapped at the hardened teat and the curve of the breast. The other reason was so that his thrusting phallus rubbed her clit, increasing the intensity of her pleasure.
She hugged his neck as he mouthed her now just like he did when he was baby. She kissed the top of his head and let her fingers quickly travel through his hair. When he released the nipple, she was disappointed. But the disappointment lasted only a second or two as the enthralling sensation of this monumental screwing brought gratification back to her mind.
John was fucking his desperately horny mother with hard, penetrating strokes. Up and down his lean young ass heaved he jabbed his aching penis in and out of the sweltering cavity.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugggghhhhh!" he stuttered with bated breath.
Maria, in turn, shoved back with equal lust. She thrusted her pelvis at him, meeting him stroke for stroke. She whorishly grounded her hips as she mashed her eager, inflamed clitoris against the base of John's shaft. She was in white-hot, animalistic heat, and in rhythmic synchronicity with her son. She couldn't get enough of him. She lifted her ass off the bed and shoved her twat up to suck in the young cock. The more she rolled those shapely ass-cheeks, the more of her son's meat was pulled into her famished cunt and the more her clit was excited.
Relishing in the forbidden aspect of this union and getting the screwing she so wanted, the 41-year old hooked her long, sleek legs around John's thighs and butt. This sunk him deeper in her churning, buttery channel. The inside of her sex pulled his erection in, jubilantly wrapping the dick in its slippery, muggy grasp and awarding it with a new coat of juices.
Maria took her son's face in her heads. She saw in him the wantonness, the "usual" love of a son for his mother, the taboo love he had been exuding, and the genuine desire to please her physically. She felt the same for him. She didn't care about society or anything else. He wanted her as a woman, and vice versa. She kissed him...deep in the mouth. Their tongues slithered out, snaking and swirling over each other...almost in time with their grinding nether regions.
"I love you, John" she pledged.
"I love you too, Mom."
It was from this mutual exchange John found new staying power. His hips were moving up and down in a blur. Over and over again he plowed deep into his mother, spattering her oils over his bouncing nuts and taut thighs. His balls were making a loud slapping sound as they hit the cheeks of Maria's buttocks.
She slid both hands down along John's perspired back to his flexing hips and clasped both cheeks into her hands. She repeatedly squeezed his ass like it was ripe fruit as his steel-hard prick jackhammered in and out of her flooded, agape pussy.
John soon announced his arrival. "Oh, I'm gonna cum. Mom! I'm going to cum!"
"Cum inside me, honey. Cum inside Mommy," the sluttish mother instructed decadently.
He felt his balls tighten. "Oh yes! Yes! This is it! Mom, I'm cummmming! Ugghhh!"
The son thought he was going to pass out as the first shot of cum belched from his frenzied cock. He didn't pass out. Instead he gripped the bed covering and released another jet of hot, white jizz deep into his mother's spasming cunt.
Maria felt the molten liquid hit the back of the inside of her vagina. It was then she felt her own orgasmic wave envelope her body and senses.
"Ohhhhhh, John! I am going to cum too!" She enhanced her body thrusts to get her closer to the finish line.
John was ejaculating wildly into his mother. It was almost like this was his first time. His dick pounded her twat, releasing squirt after squirt of his milk into her receptive orifice. With eyes closed, he twirled his head around and around. He immersed himself in the electric feel of the fuck, and the fact that this incredible, indescribable lay was with his mother. His hot, beautifully sexy, cougar mother.
Maria was spiraling into her own climax. She wasn't sure if it would be equaled to and better than her previous one that evening. She did know it was going to be phenomenal.
"Almost there! Almost! Almost," she broadcasted with urgency.
John was unloading the final stream of cum when Maria's orgasm hit her like a Mack truck.
"Aaaarrrrrgggghhhhhhh!!" she screamed in a guttural tone.
Maria's orgasm eclipsed her mind and body. Her pelvis bounced like a basketball as a tsunami of release, both liquid and physical, was brought forth. Her sexual seizure crashed against John's body, which had started to wind down as the last of his milk was launched into his mother's vagina.
"Johnnnnnn! I'm cummmmminggg!"
Her convulsions and X-rated exclamation reinvigorated the young stud. Though he had completely unloaded his spunk, his still-hard dick continued plowing away inside the overheating, torrential cunt.
His revitalized fucking, in turn, made her climax that much more intense.
"That's it, baby!" Maria cheered. "Fuck me more! Fuck Momma while she cums! Oh you nasty, dirty, nasty boy Fuck me more!"
John recommenced thrusting, with new vigor, in and out of the flooded snatch. He reached under and grabbed hold of her sweaty ass. Maria bucked wildly and with abandon under him. Her sexy body quivered and shuddered as her pleasure peaked. Torrents of mother's and son's secretions poured out of her frenetic vaginal opening. Heidi's newly purchased bed loudly creaked as if it was years old.
She stammered, "Ugh! Ugh! Oh! Ugh!"
His vocals were similar to a grunting gorilla, and overlapped her cries.
The climaxing mother groaned piercingly and went into body-wracking spasms as she writhed in ecstasy. She flung her body upward to repeat the friction between her bloated clit and his still-fucking cock. He in turn slammed his prick into her anxious, sopping, ograsming cunt.
"Fuck me, Johnny! Fuck me with that gorgeous cock! Fuck Mommy while I'm cumming! Yes, sweetie, my sweet son! Mommy's cumming! Yesssssss!"
"Ohhhhhh, Mooommmmm!"
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Four months later in Pleasantville, New York a man and woman were just finishing up removing items from the last of the cardboard boxes. They had just arrived from Vermont and were setting up their new home. The phone rang. The woman walked into the kitchen where the cordless was humming. She picked it up and glanced at the caller id, her gold wedding ring catching the sunlight.
"Hey you! Yes, this is our new number. So when are you coming out to see us?"
The man strolled up behind the woman, standing right against her. He wrapped his arms around her flat stomach. The hand bearing his wedding ring overlapped the other hand.
"You're moving to White Plains?! That's right near us. That's great!"
He began grinding his crotch against her curvaceous, denim-covered ass. His cock, locked in his underwear and own jeans, lurched forward.
The woman smiled wickedly, enjoying the hardening, stroking sensation. She brought down her right hand and glided it over the outside of his thigh.
"I'm sorry. I gotta go. Something's come up," she said. The same fingers now nudged in between her ass cheeks and his crotch. Her fingers traced the curve of the growing bulge, then gave it a loving squeeze.
"Yeah, that!" She replied to the knowing question from the caller. She squeezed and traced the protrusion again.
"Ok. Bye, Heidi." She clicked off the phone and placed it on the kitchen counter. The woman then turned to face the man. They smiled at each other. She wrapped her arms around his neck. His went around her waist. Their mouths met in a long, slow, wet kiss.