Mom's New Sexual Superstar
By Klrxo
"Richard, we need to have a serious talk about our marriage," Sandra stated, sitting at his bedside.
"Our marriage?"
"One aspect of our marriage, yes," she replied. "You know I still love you. You'll always be my one true love, but since your ski accident you're completely worthless to me sexually."
A few months ago, Richard smacked into some trees while showing off on a ski trip. Sadly, he became paralyzed from the waist down. His wife had doted after him since then, but it was time to face the reality of his condition.
"I've still been using my fingers on you, have I not?" he asked.
Sandra snickered, rolling her eyes. "Yes, you have, but, hunny…that's foreplay, not sex," she stated, taking his hand in hers. "Some women could probably be content with that, but I'm not one of them. I'm a nymphomaniac who needs sex almost constantly, you know this better than anyone. These past three months have been absolute torcher for me, Richard. It's time for us to let someone else take the reins of my sex life."
"I knew this might happen," Richard stated in a defeated tone. Even though he cringed at the thought of his wife sleeping with another man, he knew that the ski incident was a result of his own stupidity and his wife shouldn't have to suffer for it. "Is there someone you have in mind?"
"Yes. I haven't spoken to him about it yet, but this person makes the most sense to me. They're young and well-equipped to handle a woman with my sexual appetite."
"Who is it?"
"Before I answer, I want you to think about the logic behind my decision. We're still married, so I don't want people to find out that I'm getting sex elsewhere and pass judgment, so discreetness is of the utmost importance. That being said, I'd need a partner that I could wholeheartedly trust to keep our new arrangement a complete secret."
"I agree," said her husband.
"The one person who I trust in that way is Billy."
"Billy?!" Richard asked with a horrified expression.
"That's right…our son, Billy. Not only is he a sweetheart and trustworthy, but he's a carbon copy of you, when you were younger. Well, mostly…" Sandra expressed with a blushing smile.
"Mostly?"
"Yes, not to be mean. You were a handsome young man, but Billy's MUCH more attractive than you were at that age. Why do you think he has so many girls his age chasing him? Hell, even most of my married girlfriends want a piece of him," Richard's wife pointed out. "He's handsome, physically fit and no doubt full of sexual energy, which is just what I want in a sexual partner."
"Yes, but…he's our son."
"All the more reason he'll make the perfect bed-mate for me. He shares the same DNA so when I decide it's time to have another baby, it'll be almost as if YOU were getting me pregnant."
"Another baby? Sandra, we haven't really talked about—"
"Richard, you know I want another child, maybe two. Especially since Amelia's in school now," his wife said, then glanced down at her husband's hopeless crotch. "YOU certainly won't be pumping a little one into me ever again, but I'm more than confident that Billy could handle the task."
Sandra's husband shook his head in confusion, like a brick had just smacked him over the head unexpectedly. "I just don't know…"
His wife giggled. "Well let it soak in then. I wasn't telling you this to get your permission, Richard. The decision has already been made. All I have to do is discuss it with Billy," she said.
"The idea of sleeping with his own mom may not set well with him," Richard wistfully expressed.
"Well, he's been using my panties to jack off with since he hit puberty so something tells me he'll be just as excited about the idea as I am."
"You never told me that he's been doing that!"
"Do you tell ME everything that goes on at work?" his wife asked defensively.
"Well, no…"
"Exactly! So I shouldn't have to tell you everything that goes here at home either. You're lucky that I'm giving you the details of this new
arrangement at all. I could have very easily cheated on you by letting Billy screw me behind your back."
"Maybe it would have been easier that way," Richard sulked.
"But YOU SHOULD know about it. You should know that your wife is having her sexual desires met, even if it isn't by you," Sandra stated. She could see the gut-wrenching disappointment in her husband's face. "You only have yourself to kick for this, Richard. If you hadn't been showing off and acting a fool on that ski slope we wouldn't be having this conversation, now would we?"
"No."
"I'm not abandoning you, hunny. We're still a happy, married couple. The only difference is my sex life, which is already non-existent, will be in the hands of our son."
Billy was every bit as gorgeous as Sandra said he was. A lean, well-toned teen with stylish blonde hair and a Coppertone tan. Even though he'd turned 18 a week ago, he had a pubescent innocence about him that made even women twice his age hungry for him. It was no wonder then that his busty, bombshell mother wanted him between her thick thighs. She couldn't help but stare at him as he snacked on an apple after school. Sandra's tummy tingled as imagined her and Billy fucking fervently on her marital mattress. Their bodies were both the prime age for wild sex; perfect for one another.
"I'd like to talk to you for a minute, darling, before you rush off to play video games," Sandra requested.
"Sure, mom, what's up?" he asked. His eyes darted down to the jutting breasts that were spilling obscenely from the neck of her sundress. They looked like two flesh-colored water balloons filled to their bursting point.
"I wanted to talk to you about taking over a VERY important role around here. One that your father's not able to fulfill anymore due to his condition."
"I'm already doing all the yardwork," her son pointed out. "There's something else?"
"Yes, what I'm needing of you is MUCH more important than any of the other tasks you've graciously taken on."
"What is it?"
"I want you to be my sexual partner," she candidly stated.
"S…sexual partner?" Billy asked with a surprised expression.
"Yes. Since his ski accident, your father is as worthless as a worm in bed. He can't even get it up anymore," she stated with an apathetic smirk. "I love him, but I'm NOT going without sex. How would you feel about being my sexual superstar?"
"Wow, I um…I would love it!" her son answered, his heart racing. "You're my mom so I never really thought I'd get to have sex with you."
"Yeah well, family sex is something that most people frown upon, so it would have to be OUR secret."
"Would dad know?"
"Yes, in fact, I've already had this discussion with him. If we do this, he knows that you and him would become partners in the marriage. Your dad would continue to be the provider, and you would handle all my sexual needs."
Billy still couldn't believe what his mom was proposing. "So we'd like…be having sex every day, you and I?" he asked.
"Well, those are details we would have to decide up together as sexual partners. How often we have sex, how long we have sex for, what kind of sex we want; those are all questions we'll have to answer."
"Wait, what do you mean, 'what kind of sex we want?'" the teen asked.
"Well, there are different kinds of sex, darling. Vaginal sex, oral sex, anal sex…we have to decide each time what it is we want to engage in."
Billy was speechless for a moment. The prospect of fucking his mom's pussy was thrilling enough, but the idea of her sucking on the tender meat of his cock or letting him squeeze it through the ring of her asshole and up into depths of her smoldering rectum made him almost dizzy with delight.
His mom's sweet voice snapped him from his dirty thoughts. "I can tell you this... Having sex just once a day is for people who are dating or just getting to know each other. When you're husband and wife, which we'll partly be, intercourse will happen MUCH more frequently and with greater intensity," Sandra shared.
"That sounds amazing to me," the dumbfounded boy uttered.
"It should. It means you won't have to jerk off anymore," said Sandra, "or steal my panties from my clothes hamper. Now you'll get to smell and taste the real thing."
Billy's face became red with embarrassment. "You knew about me using your panties?" he asked.
"Of course, darling. Not a thing goes on under the roof of a home that we moms don't know about. Now you won't need my panties though. You'll be able to eat my sweet, shaved pussy whenever you want."
Richard saw his wife and son talking as he entered the kitchen in his wheelchair. "You two are all smiles in here," he noted.
"Billy said yes!" Sandra exclaimed, making her boobs jiggle as she bounced on her bare feet like a ecstatic teenager.
"Oh, um…great," her husband uttered unenthusiastically.
"Ok," blurted Sandra, collecting her thoughts, "so I was thinking that you and Billy should probably switch bedrooms, you know…just to make things easier."
"Switch bedrooms?! Sandra, is that really—"
"Necessary? Yes!" his wife answered. "Our bed is much bigger than his. Not that him and I couldn't have sex on a twin-sized bed…we could, but it makes more sense for us to have the king."
"Yes, ok, but switching rooms though? Do we really have to do that?"
"Richard, we have two other children. If they wake up to the sound of sex going on I would rather it not be coming from Billy's bedroom. If they hear it from the master bedroom they'll just think it's you and I going at it…like we used to."
"Used to…thanks for that reminder," the husband sighed.
"Hunny, I feel awful that you won't get to watch me cum anymore, but you should really be thanking our son for taking on this task. You are the one person who can appreciate the type of stamina it'll take to keep me satisfied."
"Yes, I remember," answered Richard, thinking back on the years of mind-blowing sex he had with his wife.
"Speaking of that, I have a request," said Sandra.
"Another one?"
"Tomorrow, while I'm out shopping for some new lingerie, I'd like you to have a pep talk with Billy."
"A pep talk?"
"Yeah, you know…give him some advice that'll help him, when he's alone with me in the bedroom and we're playing beneath the sheets. You're kind of like the old, feeble Senator who's retiring, passing the reins to your young, ambitious replacement. Let him know how I like to be kissed…how I like to be touched," Sandra explained, then gazed into her son's eyes seductively as she continued. "Billy needs to know all the positions I love to do it in. He needs to understand there are times to be fast and rough, and there are times where I'll want hours of passionate lovemaking."
Sandra looked back at her husband. "No one knows my naughty secrets the way you do. YOU certainly won't be needing them anymore so it's important that Billy learns every one of them."
"Sure," Richard muttered, "we can have a chat tomorrow."
"Excellent!" smiled his wife, then looked over at her son. "You know, darling…since you are partly my husband now, we should probably consummate our new relationship with a kiss."
"Oh, um…ok," her boy replied, glancing awkwardly at his father.
"I think I'll leave for this part," said Richard, starting to spin his chair. Sandra stopped him with her foot.
"Don't be rude, Richard! This is a special time for Billy and I. You need to stay and show your support."
"I think I've been pretty damn supportive so far," he blurted.
"Don't take that fucking tone with me!?" Sandra shouted. Her boobs trembled as she placed her hands on her hips, leering down at him. "Who's been there at your side during this whole ordeal?! Me, that's who! I've doted after you on top of taking care of three children. Now it's MY time! It's my time to be pleasured, and it's my time to be supported!"
"Fine," her husband sigh. "I'll stay and be a support."
"Thank you!" his wife smiled. She bit her bottom lip as she stared at her son, slowly walking towards him. "Not quite as romantic as a big wedding, but this'll have to do."
"I can't imagine you being any more beautiful, even if you were in a fancy wedding dress, mom," her boy admitted, making Sandra's eyes well up with tears. She took his hands in hers, enter locking their fingers and bringing them down to their sides.
"Ahh!" Billy sighed, feeling the squishy meat of her giant tits nudge against his upper chest.
Richard watched his wife bring her lips to their son's ear and beginning whispering something he couldn't hear. Whatever she was saying was clearly getting the boy worked up as his breath quivered and his legs moved a bit anxiously.
Sandra stared into her son's eyes again. "I promise to give you pleasure that you never imaged possible," her sweet voice stated.
Richard shook his head and rolled his eyes, starting to wonder why he agreed to such ridiculousness.
"I promise to do the same," Billy told him mom in response. "To give you lots of pleasure."
Sandra covered half her mouth and leaned towards her husband. "You may now kiss the bride!" she loudly whispered as if she didn't want her son to hear. When Richard hesitated, she kicked his chair with her foot. "Say it!" she shouted.
"You may now kiss the bride," Richard reluctantly uttered. He had experienced lots of strange moments in his life, but watching his wife of twenty years share a passionate, ceremonial kiss with their teenage son rated among the strangest.
Sandra and Billy's lips were sealed in open ovals as their overactive tongues dueled inside Billy's mouth. The kiss was long and obscene, even by wedding standards. When it ended, the mother's body shuddered with the overwhelming desire to fuck. "Wanna go to our bedroom?" she softly asked her boy.
"Sure!" he gasped, still in utter disbelief that this was happening.
"The other kids will be home soon," Richard reminded his 'half-wife.'
"I know. Billy and I aren't having sex until you give him that pep talk," said Sandra as she led her son away by the hand, "but WE DO need to be alone and intimate for a little while."
Richard wheeled himself into the hallway, watching his wife and son kiss and flirt all the way to the master bedroom. Sandra yanked her anxious son inside the bedroom, then fed her husband a big naughty smile before swinging the door closed.
"He's not gonna know what hit him," Richard said to himself as he thought about what his son was in for. Richard's mind drifted back to the first time he and his wife had been in a similar situation as young lovers. Sandra was an aggressive youth who was all over him that first time, writhing around on top of him, while kissing passionately. He recalled how she licked his neck, and what a thrill it was having her huge, warm tits slosh around against his chest. Her skills had only grown over the years and her melons had doubled in size. He imaged that his son was getting a similar treatment and how it must be an incredible thrill for the young teen.
Richard was absolutely right! "Auugghh, wow!" Billy gasped, his face buried under the curtain of his mom's silky, platinum-blonde hair as she lashed her tongue on his neck. They were on the center of what was now THEIR king-sized bed, and Sandra was laying on top of him with her knees planted astride his hips.
"You like it, darling?" she whispered, then went back to whipping her feverish licker against the most sensitive part of his neck.
"Yesss!" the boy hissed, marveling at the feel of her fatty breasts mashed between them. Being the handsome kid he was, Billy had gotten to squeeze lots of naked tits. Even huge, fat ones that belonged to pretty teachers who'd kept him after class to fool around. However, none could compare to the size and squishy-softness of his own mom's breasts. Her nipples were thick and engorged, and he could feel them prodding against him through their clothing.
"Did you see the look on your father's face when he told you to 'kiss the bride?'" Sandra giggled. "Like a guy who suddenly realized he'd never see pussy again."
"I didn't, but I sure loved that kiss!"
"Well, then…give me another!" his mom lustfully requested, then locked lips with her son for a deep French kiss. Sandra's skirt had ridden up so her panty-clad mommy-muffin rested on son's hardened love-muscle. The mother pressed her heated sex-organ tightly against her son's and their crotches began to dance in a horizontal gavotte while they kissed.
"Too bad your sisters will be home soon," Sandra stated as she lifted herself on extended arms, letting her half-exposed udders dangle teasingly above her boy's oogling eyes. Her neckline was pushed down so far that the top fringes of her dusky-pink areola were exposed. "If it were earlier we could let you roll your big, hard choo choo train into pussy-town, and do the rumpy-pumpy until you blow your big fucking load through that chimney-stack!"
"Oh, damn, mom!" the boy shuttered, delighted beyond measure by her filthy words.
Sandra giggled at his reaction. "Oh, I guess your father hasn't had a chance to tell you yet, but I LOVE tasking nasty!"
"Really?!"
"Uh-huh! It stimulates the nerves," she whispered, then smacked her luscious lips against his, "and makes our pissers throb for a hot fuck."
"Ohhh!" Billy sighed as he was assaulted with wet smooches. His boner flexed from the onslaught of his mom's dry-humping.
"It makes me wanna bury your magic wand in my chamber of secrets," Sasha panted, "and cast an orgasmic spell that'll make me howl like a whore!"
"Oh, damn!" the teenager sighed with excitement, locking lips with his mom again.
Sandra lush body shuddered with a wicked thrill. She knew that every horny female wanted her boy, but now he was all hers. She wrapped his head in her arms, cradling his head against her jostling tits, while basking in the feel of his rock-hard boner, digging against her panty-covered cunt-lips. "Mmm, do you like being the scratching post for my pussy cat, darling?" she asked. "Mmm, don't you lie now, Pinocchio. I don't think your nose can get any longer," she giggled, referring to the long, fat cock grinding against her.
"I love it!" her boy confessed, his voice dampened by tit flesh. His cute face was wedged between Sandra's meaty mammaries, delighting in the sponginess of her creamy cleavage.
The hot mother gasped, enjoying the sensation of such a rigid teenage cock pressing against her smoldering genitalia. "Ohh, you're gonna pound it out of me, aren't you?" she whimpered. "Mommy has lots of pent-up cum-honey in there and you're gonna fuck it outta me, aren't you baby?"
"Uh-huh," Billy responded, lustfully kissing his mom's breastbone.
"Ohhh, we're gonna spend some good, long mommy and daddy time beneath the blanket tonight and let you smash your dragon through my pink baby gates!"
Billy's body shuddered. His dick and balls were tingling like crazy. He couldn't imagine how turned on he was gonna be when they were actually fucking. His mom's lips left a trail of sweet kisses up his neck and the side of his face. "Am I gonna pop your mommy-cherry, darling. Will I be the first middle-aged mom who's peach you've split open?" Sandra asked.
"Yes!" he hissed. He'd fooled around with more than a few, but never laid dick into them.
"Oh good," she cooed. "Mom's cherry boy. Don't you worry…I'll milk that pp with my hot, sugared walls extra good!"
If it was one thing that could be heard throughout the house, it was Sandra's two daughters arriving home from school. "I guess that's our cue to stop," Sandra reluctantly sighed, the gave her new love a tender peck on the lips. "But don't you worry, darling…I'm half-yours now and we'll have endless hours to do lots of fuckles and suckles. I'm sure your father will fill you in on all my naughty little kinks."
Mom's Sexual Superstar – Part 2
By Klrxo
"So, your mom wanted us to have a little pep chat before you and her, um…"
"Before her and I make love with each other?" asked Billy, finishing his father's sentence as they sat together in the living room.
"Yeah, that. I assume you didn't last night?"
"No, just lots of snuggling and kissing. Mom wanted me to have this chat with you before her and I fuck. Oh, um…I mean, before her and I 'make love,' sorry," the teen blushed.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Richard asked, hoping he could change his son's mind.
"Absolutely! You don't have to worry about a thing, dad. She's gonna love having sex with me."
"Um…ok, I was—"
"I have a really long dick," bragged Billy, cutting his father off. "It curves slightly upward so it stimulates a girl's G-spot and makes them cum like crazy."
"I, um…really didn't need to hear that, kid," Richard uttered sarcastically.
"Yeah, but I just wanted you to know because mom says she has lots of pent-up cum-honey she wants me to pound out, and I'm ABSOLUTELY going to!"
It was certainly the last thing Richard wanted to hear. It was bad enough that his son would be sleeping with his wife, but to know that he would be rocking her world just twisted the knife in his heart even more.
"I have really short refractory periods," stated his son, "which girls really like because in a matter of minutes after cumming I'm ready to go again."
Richard knew that his wife always got upset when he came to quickly and couldn't get it up again so having sex with someone like their son would probably be a dream come true to her. "So, you've um…had some experience then? That's good, I guess," he uttered.
"Actually, yeah…I've had more experience with older women than ones my own age."
"Oh, you have, huh? Anyone I know?"
"Well, um…actually, I probably shouldn't say anything else about that," said Billy, wishing he hadn't revealed what he just did.
"Well, you can't NOT tell me now. Who's this older woman you slept with?" Richard curiously asked.
"Are you sure you wanna know, dad?"
"I wouldn't be asking you if I didn't."
"Grandma," Billy uttered.
Richard's stomach shrunk in shock. He expected it to be one of the moms in the neighborhood, perhaps even one of his wife's friends, but certainly not his own mother. "Your Grandma?! My mother?" he asked.
"See…you're upset. I knew I shouldn't have told you."
"When did you have sex with your Grandmother?"
"When I went to stay with her and Grandpa over the summer…she taught me all about fucking a girl."
"Where was your Grandfather through all this?" Richard asked with a sickened scowl.
"He was usually sitting in his wheelchair in the next room. Grandma said because of his Alzheimer's he COULD hear us and probably knew what we were doing, but couldn't really do anything about it, and probably wouldn't remember it for very long anyway," Billy chuckled.
"How many times did the two of you have sex?"
"We did it five or six times a day for the whole two weeks I was there. You must have had sexual thoughts about her when you were younger, right?"
"No. Why would you ask me that?!"
"Because Grandma's super-sexy, just like mom, but older, and she has the biggest boobs of any woman I've ever met," Billy replied, reflecting back on the endless hours he spent buried under his Gran's ginormous, squishy tits, sucking and chewing on her fat, rubbery nipples, while having his cock exquisitely fucked.
Like most young men, Richard had certainly lusted after his heavy-breasted mom growing up, but never got lucky enough to fuck her or even see her naked for that matter. The fact his cocky son had admittedly boned her several dozen times made him feel almost sick with anger and jealousy. "You saw her breasts too, huh?" he stupidly asked.
"Well, yeah dad I was practically sucking on them the whole time I was there. It's one of the things she taught me how to do. Which reminds me, does mom like to have the undersides of her breasts licked and sucked on? Grandma loves that."
"I couldn't tell you," Richard uttered.
"I suppose I could try it and see if she digs it. Mom said we're going to be doing all sorts of different sexual things. Grandma taught me this one thing that I can't wait to try on mom."
"What one thing?" his dad asked, even though he was sure he didn't wanna hear it.
"Grandma had me finger her asshole while she was on top riding me. Mom DID say something about us doing anal sex together so I think she'll like it too."
Richard could hardly believe what he was hearing. He certainly wanted this little pep talk to be over as soon as possible. "Alright, is there anything else you wanna ask me about your mother?" he inquired.
"Well, actually, I have a few things mom wrote down that she said I should ask you," said Billy, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a list.
"Alright, what are they?"
"Her favorite position?"
"Doggy-style."
"Sweet! That's my favorite too," Billy grinned, anxious to have his mom's big buttocks beating against him. "Does she like to be slapped on the ass while she's doing it that way?"
"Yes," Richard uttered, still in disbelief that he was answering such depraved questions.
"That must just a thing that most girls like. Grandma was constantly telling me to spank her bare ass while we were doing it doggy-style."
"That was your Grandma's favorite too, huh?" Richard jealously asked.
"No, she liked being on top the most. I certainly didn't complain…she was amazing at it, and her tits always put on an incredible show."
"Alright, um…what's the next thing on the list?" Richard asked impatiently.
"The second thing she wanted me to ask you about is kissing."
"What about it?"
Billy read from his note. "She just wrote, 'ask dad about nightly kissing.'"
"Well, your mom does like to kiss passionately for ten minutes before going to sleep at night, but you should remind her that I DO still have lips that work. Her and I could still be doing that part."
"Well, mom did say that I'll be in charge of her sex life, dad, which mean I'll be doing all the heavy kissing with her from now on. Don't worry though, I've had plenty of girls tell me that I'm an incredible kisser."
"Any other questions?" Richard asked, feeling completely defeated at this point.
"Yeah, she just wrote here 'ask dad about Oral Tuesday.' Does that mean what I think it does?" Billy asked with an anxious grin.
Richard sighed. "Yes. Your mom had one day a week where we would go back and forth having oral sex with each other," he explained.
"Cool! It sounds like she wants to carry on the tradition with ME, which is awesome because I love getting blowjobs. Does she swallow?"
"Yes, she does, now is that all?" Richard asked, eager to be through.
"Yeah, I mean…unless you have any other pointers for me?"
"It sounds like you don't need my advice. I'm sure you'll do well enough."
"I know you've probably been stressing since the accident about how to please mom and all sexually, but there's no need to worry about that now, dad. Mom told me she wants me to be her 'sexual superstar,' and that's what I plan on being."
While Billy was at a friend's house, Sandra poked her head in the living room, where Richard was watching TV. "Richard, I need your opinion on something. Can you come down to Billy and I's bedroom?" she asked.
Richard wheeled down to what used to be their marital bedroom. He was surprised to see that some things had changed. His wife had purchase a new bed set and had a picture of just her and Billy together, from their family vacation, blown up, framed and put on the wall.
"Looks like you've done some redecorating," he pointed out.
"Yes. Since I consider Billy more of a husband now and we're sharing a bedroom, I thought I might get some things that reflect our love for each other."
Richard's heart sunk upon hearing this. "Do you really have to refer to him as your 'husband,' Sandra?" he asked.
"Hunny, I know that's difficult for you to hear, but it's something you'll have to get used to. Billy is in on our marriage now, and while you and I will continue to make decisions as it pertains to the household, the marital intimacy is something our son is now fully in charge of."
"Like I said before, I'll agree to it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it."
"Oh, and I forgot to tell you…I booked a room for Billy and I this weekend, you know, sort of like a mini-honeymoon. So, I'll need you to watch the kids."
"Fine, now what did you need my opinion on?" Richard asked, trying not to show how annoyed he was by the whole thing.
"Billy and I will be having sex for the first time tonight and I wanna make it extra special for him. I have two sets of lingerie that I bought and I can't decide which one to wear. I need you to tell me which one you think he'll like better."
"Fine," her husband sighed, clearly put out by having to do such a thing.
"I'll go try on the first one," said Sandra, heading to the bathroom.
"You can try it on out here."
Sandra paused and looked back at him. "Yeah, I um…meant to talk to you about that. Now that my body technically belongs to Billy more than it does you, I don't really think I should be naked in front of you anymore," she expressed.
"Sandra, that's ridiculous! You're still my wife."
"Partly, yes, but since you really serve no purpose for me sexually anymore, you have no reason to see me in the nude. Besides, it would just make you miss the sex we had together and harbor jealous feelings towards Billy and I don't want that. I'll be right back."
Richard watched his wife's peach-shaped buttocks sway beneath her shorts as she stepped into the bathroom. Part of him knew Sandra was right. Seeing her luscious, naked body would make him even more envious of their son. While Sandra tried on the lingerie, he took the opportunity to look around the room, particularly on the bedside table where there was an assortment of sexual lubes and massage oils. He opened a tiny box that contained a brand new vibrating cock ring.
"Ridiculous," he muttered to himself.
"What do you think of this one?" his wife asked as she stepped from the bathroom. She was wearing a coral red chemise that was molded to her voluptuous body. It fell barely below the crotch and had a halter neck with cutouts along the sides, allowing a peek at the naked flesh beneath.
"It's nice," he answered, then focused his attention to the table of goodies. "Looks like your stocked up on some on the sex oil, but I don't see any condoms."
"Condoms?!" his wife snickered.
"Yeah…haven't you even given any thought to the fact that Billy could get you pregnant?"
Sandra fed him a sheepish grin. "Would that be such a bad thing? We HAVE talked about wanting another child, you and I."
"Sandra, that was before I got injured. I really think we should revisit that idea before you get yourself pregnant."
"There's nothing to 'revisit.' You'll never have sex again in your life, Richard. How exactly do you plan on getting me pregnant?"
"I just meant whether we SHOULD have another kid or not."
"Fine, but Billy IS NOT wearing condoms or pulling out, so if he gets me pregnant before we can discuss it then you'll just have to deal with it."
Richard noticed a strange triangular-shaped cushion on the bed. "What the hell's that thing?" he asked with a scowl.
"It's called a sex wedge. It's designed to use for an assortment of sex positions that Billy and I plan on trying."
"Wow, you never bought all these fancy gadgets when WE were having sex together."
"I'll be frank with you, hunny. Even though we did had sex regularly in our marriage, you WEREN'T very good at it."
"Gee, thanks."
"I don't say that to hurt your feelings. All I'm trying to say is I wasn't about to spend money on sex items with someone who couldn't give me more than a half-hour a night. I won't have that issue with Billy. Guys his age can bounce back after an orgasm and give a woman multiple rounds of intense sex. Which reminds me, how did the pep chat go this morning?" Sandra asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Well, I learnt some interesting things about our son," Richard answered, hoping what he would share might change his wife's mind entirely.
"Such as?"
"Such as how he learnt about having sex. You're not gonna believe this, but he spent the two weeks at my parents house fucking my mother."
"Yes, your mother and I spoke about that. We both thought it would be a good idea if she took his virginity and broke him in sexually."
"Wait a minute…you knew about this?!"
"Richard, your mother and I talk all the time. With your father's condition she hadn't had real sex in years. It was good for her to get her ass fucked off for a couple weeks by a young, handsome stud like Billy."
"With my father in the next room?"
Sandra burst out laughing. "I'm sure hearing his wife get savagely fucked in the next room wasn't pleasant, but you and I both know with his Alzheimer's he's probably forgotten all about it by now."
"I can't believe she told you and you didn't share that with me."
"Your mother asked me not to. She knows that you were fascinated with her body growing up, especially her huge tits, and would probably harbor jealous feelings towards Billy, knowing that he had fucked her and you hadn't."
"Whatever!" Richard sighed, shaking his head.
"We should really be thanking your mother for preparing Billy for this moment."
"Thanking her?!"
"Yes, thanking her! She taught Billy how to really fuck a girl, in various positions. She told me that towards the end of his stay he was having sex with her for three to four hours at a time and giving her the greatest orgasms of her life. That's something we should be proud of."
"Excuse me if I say that 'thankfulness' and 'pride' are not the emotions I'm experiencing right now," Richard expressed.
"It's natural to feel jealous of him. He drained his balls inside your mother and now he's preparing to do the same to your wife, but you should rest easy in knowing that he's trained for a woman like me. His time with your mom prepared him for another big breasted woman who absolutely loves sex!"
"Great. Thanks for sticking the knife in a twisting it, Sandra."
"I don't know why you're being so selfish. I always thought that MY well- being was your top priority as my husband?!"
"It was. It still is!"
"Then be happy for me! Be happy that, even after your accident, I'm still able to get the sexual pleasure that a husband is suppose to provide," she expressed, then quickly stood up, making her enormous tits jump up and down beneath the chemise . "Now, let me try on the other outfit and you can tell me which one you think my new, young lover will like best."
This time his wife emerged from the bathroom wearing a pale-pink teddy with criss-crossed spaghetti straps. It had an open crotch, exposing her shaved pubis. "I thought I wasn't 'allowed' to see you naked anymore?" he reminded her.
"Sorry, I forgot this one had an open crotch."
His wife usually had a tiny triangle if pubic hair, but it had been shaved off. "Looks like you trimmed down there," he pointed out.
"Yes, I was talking to your mother and she suggested that I shave it off. Her pussy is always shaved and she said that Billy really enjoyed that, especially when he was going down on her."
Richard felt a sick pang of jealousy in the pit of his stomach. He remembered smelling his mom's panties numerous times growing up and wondering what it would be like to devour such sweet, mature pussy. Now, to find out his damn son had feasted on his mother's snatch was almost more than he could stand to hear.
Despite his wife's protest, Richard DID get to see her naked again. It happened not long after their discussion, when Billy got home from his friend's house. His son decided to take a shower from getting sweaty while playing basketball, and Richard spied his busty wife entering the bathroom a few minutes later, completely naked. Pangs of jealously flowed through him as he watched her huge boobies bobble and her delicious-looking bubble butt sway atop her silky legs. She gazed back and fed him defiant smirk as if to say, "don't you wish it was YOU and
not our son in there about to receive my sexual attention?!" The fact that he would never again be on the receiving end of such a sexually-talented beauty saddened him immensely.
"Is there room for me?" Sandra's sweet voice asked as she joined her son in their large walk-in shower.
"There's always room for you, mom," her son stated, staring at her huge, jutting tits as she joined him beneath the hot spray. They immediately embraced and kissed passionately.
Billy felt the blood surge into his cock as his mom's fatty tits pancaked wetly against his chest. Her turgid nipples prodded against his lean chest, aching to be sucked on. He felt her hand clutch his scrotum, rolling his cum-swollen nuts around between her fingers like dice. "Your father's worried that you might pump a baby into me," she giggled.
"I suppose that's always a possibility," her son stated.
"Then my chest-pillows would swell up even bigger, and you'd have to fuck a pregnant mom every day."
"I think I could handle that."
"Mmm, I think I wanna 'handle' THIS!" Sandra added, slipping her hand up around her son's dick. She felt the thick meat of his shaft quickly harden in her stroking grip.
"Did dad say anything about our chat this morning?"
"He was kind of upset by the fact that you fucked his mother," Sandra snickered. "Something that HE most likely wanted to do when he was your age."
"And now I'm gonna be fucking you, my own mom. I guess it sucks to be dad."
His mom brought her lips back to his. "It's not your fault that you're so handsome and get all the good, mature pussy soaking your cock. You were destined to become a motherfucker," she whispered, then locked lips with him for a fiery French kiss.
After smooching lewdly for a few minutes, the mother grabbed her body-wash and squirted some on her hand. "Ready for that cock-mobile to go through the scrubby-wash?" she asked, gazing into his eyes lasciviously.
"Sure!"
Sandra lathered his dick and balls, stroking his erectile flesh with her hands and making the boy gasp in delight. As they soaked beneath the hot spray and she fisted his cock, the mother brought her lips right up to his ear. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight," she whispered. "I'm sure your father told you how fucking horny I get."
"No, but he did tell me you like it doggy-style, and love to have your ass slapped."
"Yesss…I can't wait for you to doggy-dick me. Bend me over and make my fucking ass ripple!"
"I assured dad that I'm gonna take really good care of you in bed, just like did Grandma."
"Mmm, you know just how to take care of us heavy-titted moms, don't you, baby?" Sandra cooed. Her sudsy, slippery first squeezed up and down his tender, pink meat, twisting over his glans before gliding back down his shaft. "How to pound the sweet girl-honey right out of our pussies."
"Yeah, I do," the boy gasped, feeling his nuts tingle. His mom slowly drug her mammaries down his stomach, crouching in front of him. She grasped her bobbling breasts at the rounded sides and pushed them together around her boy's erection.
"I know I promised to let you pump your cum-hose through my baby-chute tonight, but how would you like to ream your dick through my slippery cleavage right now?" she seductively asked.
"I'd love it!"
Billy watched in awe as his mom worked her giant breasts around his cock in a delightful tittie-fuck. He loved watching his pinkish-purple knob emerge from the top of her cleavage, then disappear into the canyon of slippery tit-flesh.
"Thrust your hips, hunny. Fuck mommy's big titter-meat!"
Billy's tit-smothered dick flexed with hardness, the muscle and sinews bulging at its root as he pumped it through the warm, snug pocket of his mom's tit-cleavage. Sandra gazed up at him with the sluttiest look he'd ever seen. "Do you want me to lick your bell-tip?" she asked. "Tease your horny glans with my tongue and clean all those wiggly little baby-makers off your dick-hole."
"Uh-huh!" Billy nodded, then watched his mom's long, thick tongue flail away on the head of his cock, each time it appeared from between her tits.
While keeping her breasts squashed together with one arm, Sandra used the other hand to massage her boy's nuts. She used her long painted fingernails to scrap along the outsides of his gonads stimulating the sensitive nerves. Her long, pink licker continued to batter his knob on every thrust, flickering rapidly around the engorged bulb. Every few strokes, she would swipe her tongue-tip across his piss-slit, cleaning the bubbling pre-goo that had seeped out.
"Mm, I love licking your yummy boy-drizzle," the mother mewled. "Swallowing those tiny tadpoles down into my belly, dashing their dreams of splitting my ovum."
"Damn, mom…you must be the best dirty-talking mother on the planet," the boy panted.
"You like mom's slutty mouth, baby?" she asked, licking her lips lustfully. "Does it make you wanna sheath that teenage pork-sword in the hot, pink grip of my pussy."
"Hell yes!"8
"Don't worry, sugar…tonight I'll give you all the fucking mommy-cunt you can handle! I'll take you all the way to your cock-root and let that pink meat-shaft marinade inside my hot, mommy-fuck-tunnel."
The combination of his mom's filthy words and the exquisite friction her spongy tit-meat was providing his cock made his balls clench up near his body. His mom's fingers pulled them back down, tugging and stroking on the oval-shaped meat of his nuts. "Ohhh, someone's gonna bust a nut!" Sandra exclaimed. "Gonna lay a load of creamy boy-butter between mom's tits."
"Ohhh, shit!" Billy exclaimed as he felt a powerful load of semen rocket up the tube of his urethra. He fucked his mom's tits with greater intensity, groaning in pleasure as the cum-ropes began to erupt from his pecker.
Sandra did her best to slam her breasts around the humping, spewing meat of her boy's cock. "That's it, hunny…fuck you some big, spongy mommy-hooters!" she cried out encouragingly.
For nearly two minutes she continued to milk his quivering organ with her giant tits. Then, Sandra stood back up and kissed him tenderly. "The next load of jizzy-wigglers that are milked from those balls are going straight up the pussy," she stated, staring into his eyes wantonly. "MY PUSSY."
The locked lips passionately, anxious for the night to come.
MOM'S SEXUAL SUPERSTAR - PART 3
by Klrxo
It wasn't easy listening to his wife cry out in sexual delight with another man, especially when that "other man" was his own son. Richard tossed and turned in his bed to every moan and cry his wife made down the hallway. Every time their bellies beat together it seemed to rattle his brain. He never heard Sandra cum as many times as she did with her son that first night. He was also forced to listened to his son let out a series guttural grunts four different times that night as Billy pumped loads of potent, teenaged cum into his wife's unprotected pussy.
"Why did I agree to this nonsense?" he asked himself, turning over restlessly.
To add insult to injury, Billy had also spent a week at his Grandparents house fucking Richard's mother. Richard found himself feeling sorry for his father for having to endure such torture. Listening to your Grandson's balls beat against your long-time wife's ass all week long couldn't have been easy, but lucky for Richard's father he had Alzheimer's disease and probably didn't remember any of it.
Billy mounted his mom's haunches on the bed that they were sharing together in the master bedroom. The site of her naked, rounded ass pointed back at him lewdly as she rested in all-fours gave him an immense thrill.
"Fuck me from behind again, sweetheart!" Sandra eagerly requesting, wagging her meaty mommy-ass invitingly.
The boy's tongue nearly hung out as he stared at the pink ring of her butthole peeking out from between the fatty cheeks of her derriere. He wrapped his hand around the base of his boner and plowed his fat, tapered knob up through the juicy slit of her cunt.
"Oh, baby…you know how to get me so fucking worked up, don't you?" Sandra gasped as her son rubbed their engorged love-bulbs together. Since she was his mother, Sandra's clit looked identical to her son's penis glans, just much smaller.
"I'm just teasing you a little before we fuck again, mom," the boy replied, plowing his peter-tip downward through her thick labial flanges. His cock had never felt so fucking hard before. Even after fucking her for nearly four hours and experiencing multiple, toe-clenching orgasms, his dick remained fully rigid.
Billy shuddered with excitement as he fit his cock-tip into the mouth of his mother's cuntal vestibule. Aligned with his mom's fuck-tunnel, his long, slightly curved shaft flexed powerfully on his loins; the sinewy muscles and veins bulging obscenely, preparing to be encapsulated in hot, slipper cunt-flesh.
"Damn!" the teen gasped, plunging his pecker all the way inside of her and feeling his knob curve slightly upward against her cervical head. Sandra's labia mashed wetly against her boy's cock-root, creating a snug suction seal. For a moment they remained motionless, enjoying the delightful sensation of having their tender sex organs joined in full penetration.
Sandra gazed back over her shoulder adoringly. "Do you think you can make me cum just as hard as the first time you fucked me this way?" she asked.
The first position they had engaged in was doggy-style and that was nearly four hours ago. Since then, they had fucked up a storm in various positions, so they felt like they had come full circle.
"Well, I just came, so I should be able to go even longer this time," the teen answered.
"Prove it!" his mom grinned as she began pumping her ass back against him. His cock moved fluidly, since Sandra's cunt-tunnel was so well lubricated by her recent orgasms. Firmly holding his mom's lush buttocks, Billy began pounding his steely prick into her hot, slippery passage at an even faster tempo.
"That's it, baby…give it to me just the way I like it!" Sandra gasped. Her huge, oversized tits rocked wildly, like chimes in a windstorm as her and her son fucked rhythmically.
Billy was almost delirious from the unbelievable pleasure his mom's pussy was giving him. Her vagina felt like a tight, spongy fist with wonderful ridges that milked his erectile meat exquisitely with every thrust. The best part was, with so many orgasms out of the way, he could beat his horny cock through her pussy as hard as he wanted to without cumming.
"Yes…fuck me hard, just like that!" Richard heard his wife say as he listened from outside the door. Against his better judgment, he had gotten out of bed and wandered up the hallway to have a better listen to what was going on in what 'used to be' his marital bedroom. He could clearly hear their gasps of pleasure and the sound of their flesh smacking together as his wife and son fucked feverishly.
"Slap my ass, baby!" Sandra's voice squeezed. "Show me you own this cunt!"
Richard heard the sharp SMACK of his son's open hand connecting with his wife's luscious ass. "Take this fucking cock all the way to your womb, mom!" Billy shouted. "Cum on me again!"
It was a hard thing for Richard to hear, but he kept his composure, knowing he had agreed to it. It wasn't Sandra's fault that he had been in a ski accident. She was in her prime and deserved to be regularly fucked. Better it be with his 18-year-old son than with another guy that he'd have to worry about her leaving him for. Even so, listening to their sex-crazed bodies beat together in the bed that he used to share with his wife was the most difficult thing he'd ever endured.
Inside the bedroom, Sandra's hips danced wildly, churning and pumping her cock-hungry cunt back onto the stiffness of her boy's teenage cock. Her pink flanges beat wetly on his cock-root, making the layer of fat beneath the skin of her buttocks ripple deliciously. Her son's hand struck her ass a second time, causing a loud SMACK to fill the bedroom.
"Fuck yes!" the mother hissed. "I love it!"
Sandra had simply never felt a dick as dreamy as her son's. He was much larger than her husband, so even in his younger days Richard had never fucked her this wonderfully. In fact, he'd never even come close to giving her this much pleasure. Billy dick felt so huge, and blood engorged as it carved through the pink tube of her cunt with savage intensity. She could feel his flaring coronal ridge slipping along the clinging contours of her vagina, stimulating every sexual nerve ending inside of her smoldering tube of love.
"MY GOD, BABY…YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM AGAIN!" she squealed.
Billy had lost count of the number of times he'd made his mom cum that night. The sound of her gasping voice made him fuck even harder, stabbing his rigid pecker through her hot, quivering walls. Suddenly, his mom shrieked, and the juices came gushing from her cunt, pumped out by his tight-fitting prick.
Outside the door, Richard simply couldn't stand it anymore. He let his wife enjoy her orgasm but was quick to knock on the door as soon as she was through. "Sandra, I need to talk to you!" he shouted through the doorway.
A minute later, the door flew open, and his wife stood there glaring at him in an annoyed manner. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was sheened with sweat. The warm, musky fragrance of hot sex nearly made Richard dizzy as he stood for a moment staring at his wife's huge, sweat-glistened tits. "What is it? What do you need, Richard?!" she asked.
"Isn't it about time you two call it a night? You've been going at it for WAY too long!"
"Put your earplugs in and go back to bed!"
"Sandra, I'm serious! When I agreed to this room switch, I didn't realize that you two would be having sex ALL NIGHT!" her husband stated.
"Look, Billy and I are both in our sexual prime. This may not seem like 'normal sex' to a lightweight like you, but this is how it is, like it or not."
"You're still my wife. We still need to have some type of—"
"Yes, I am still your wife, Richard, and most decisions will continue to be made by both of us, but anything that happens sexually around here will be decided upon by Billy and me, and that includes when and how long we decide to fuck."
Richard noticed the collection of hickies that dotted his wife's heaving breasts. "Sandra, what the hell!" he blurted. "Your breasts are covered with hickies!"
His wife smiled blushingly. "You were young once…you remember how obsessed boys get with sucking tits. I let Billy have some fun with them."
"Clearly!"
"Relax, Richard…it's not my neck that's covered in them. No one sees my tits but you and Billy."
Richard watched his son climb from the bed. Billy was still shamelessly nude and looked like a lean Greek God, sheened with sweat. His huge cock was still fully hard and protruded from his crotch like a stiff tree branch, making his father gulp with admiration. Richard also couldn't help but notice how soaking wet his son's cock was. His cock-base was covered obscenely with a ring of white froth; a mixture of male and female ejaculate and it was literally dripping from his dangling nuts.
"I'm gonna take a shower, mom, and wash some of the juices off," said Billy.
Sandra looked at his cock and giggled. "I guess we made quite a mess, didn't we, baby?"
"We sure did! A fun mess though."
"Uh-huh!" Sandra grinned, staring into his eyes mischievously. "And the night's not over yet."
"How are you two not exhausted by now?" Richard asked. "You've been going at this nonsense for hours."
Sandra and her son looked at each other and laughed. "It's sex, dad," said Billy. "Who the heck gets tired of having sex?"
"Unfortunately, you're replying to deaf ears, baby," Sandra said to her son as she went over to hug him, trapping his boner between their tummies. "Your dad doesn't understand the type of sexual hungry a woman my age and a boy your age experience."
"I do understand it…I just don't think it should be playing out inside this home, between the two of you."
"We've had this discussion, Richard, and you agreed to this arrangement given the circumstances, remember?"
"Yes, I agreed TO it, but that doesn't mean that I agree WITH it."
Sandra smiled at her son lustfully. "Billy is my sexual rock star now…my Adonis, whether you agree with it or not," she stated, then moved her lips closer to her son's for a sensual kiss.
Richard felt pangs of jealousy and anger as he watched his wife and son smooch. The way Sandra's oversized tit-melons were pancaked against Billy's chest certainly wasn't something he wanted to see either. He knew the boy had been receiving the best fuck a guy could ask for at the hands of his curvy, sexually skilled wife.
"Let's get that shower, handsome," Sandra told her son. "Then, I wanna ride your cock once more before we fall asleep in each other's arms."
"I didn't need to hear that, Sandra!" her husband scowled.
"Then you should have stayed in bed and minded your own business," his wife stated, then closed the door in her husband's face.
"A camping trip, huh?" Sandra asked a couple of days later as she spoke to her mother-in-law by phone.
"Just an overnighter," replied Nancy. "Richard and his father could fish, while you, me and that handsome son of yours fuck our asses off in a cozy little tent.
Sandra was close with her mother-in-law and the two of them had shared several lengthy phone conversations regarding the sex they'd both had with Billy.
"Mm, that does sound like an exciting weekend adventure. I'm sure Richard will love the time with his father, and the girls will be more than happy to stay with friends. Let's do it!"
"Are you sure Billy doesn't have plans with his friends?"
"Ha, that wouldn't matter. Given the choice of being with friends or pounding his cock through hot pussy all weekend, I think we both know which one he'll choose."
"That's true. That boy's just as horny as we are," Nancy giggled.
After selling their husbands on the idea, they all met at their favorite family camping spot at White Pines Campground. Since Richard and his father were both in wheelchairs, Billy did the bulk of the camp setup. He certainly didn't mind though, since his busty mom and Grandmother dotted over him the whole time.
"Richard, you only packed one tent!" Sandra noted. "You were supposed to pack two for the trip…one for you and one for Billy and I."
It was an intentional move on Richard's part, although he'd never admit it. He thought that perhaps if the three of them were forced to share a tent that it might discourage his wife and son from having sex. "Oh, damn…sorry. I thought I packed two of them," he replied.
"Well, that's on you, so I better not hear any complaining tonight."
"Why would I complain?"
"Because some of us may not be in any hurry to get some sleep…if you know what I mean?"
This certainly wasn't what Richard wanted to hear, but it sure made his mother laugh. "Richard, why don't you and your father do some fishing for a while," she suggested. "It'll be just like old times."
Richard took a second to admire his pretty mother. The curvy 61-year-old had short blondish-white hair and beautiful facial features. The breasts that were packed inside her cashmere sweater were tremendous, once again causing Richard to feel envy towards his teenage son. "I can't believe that Billy got to suck on my own mother's huge tits, AND screw her!" he said to himself.
A short time later, Richard and his father made small talk as they sat by the edge of the lake fishing. They were just far enough away from camp that they couldn't hear what Sandra, Nancy and Billy were discussing.
"Well, that should occupy the two of them for the afternoon," Nancy stated, then smiled over at her daughter-in-law. "What do you say we take this handsome teen inside one of the tents and take turns sucking his cock?"
"Mm, that's the best idea I've heard all day," Sandra replied, then looked at her anxious-looking boy. "What do you think, baby? Would you like your Gran and I to take turns sucking that delicious dick?"
"I certainly won't say no," he answered.
Richard looked back at camp and saw the three of them crawling inside one of the tents. His stomach sunk at the thought of what they may be up to.
Nancy quickly shed her Grandson's pants and underwear while Sandra zipped up the tent door. "Ever since you came to stay, all I've been able to think about is you and that enormous cock of yours!" the grandmother confessed.
"I know the feeling," Sandra added. "I'm quickly becoming addicted to that dreamy love-stick of his."
"Will you guys get naked too?" Billy asked, throwing off his t-shirt.
"Of course, we will, sweetheart," his mother answered. "We wanna make sure you get plenty of eye-candy to look at while we suck on that juicy boner."
Sprawled back naked on the air cushion, Billy wrapped his fist around his meaty pecker and shamelessly stroked its length while watching his mom and grandmother undress. His excitement level doubled when their massive breasts burst from their bras and bobbled heavily onto their rib cages. The two women quickly peeled their panties off and the sweet, pungent aroma of aroused pussy filled the tent.
Nancy wrapped her hand around the swollen trunk of her grandson's cock, relieving him of stroke-duty. She jacked on it furiously, tugging from root to knob and watching the goo seep from the slit at the tip. "Mm, someone's extremely turned on," she observed, licking her lips lasciviously.
Billy watched his mom's udders hang down and wobble as she crawled to the other side of him, so she was on one side and his Gran on the other. She reached down and fondled his cum-filled nuts, rolling them between her fingers like dice, while Nancy continued to stroke his rigid meat-shaft.
"I bet you've never had a DOUBLE blowjob, have you, sweetie?" Sandra asked.
"Nope!" Billy gasped, his body stiffening at the way his Gran was aggressively milking his love-organ. Her hand was so tight that she nearly lifted his ass from the bed by his cock as she beat him off.
"Especially from two women who are incredibly skilled at sucking dick," Nancy added. Then, she pushed her hand to the base of his cock, holding it in position. Nancy lowered her lovely lips over the head of his boner.
"Oh, shit, Gran!" Billy whimpered as he watched his pretty, big-titted grandmother fill her mouth with his cock.
Nancy's lips tightened around the meaty stalk and her tongue swirled around the cum-leaking tip, drinking up his tasty ball-honey. Her cheeks suctioned to increase the pressure around his erection as she began bobbing her head in traditional blowjob fashion.
Starting at his cock-base, Sandra slowly kissed her way up her son's upper body. She let her soft, dangling tits drag against his flesh every inch of the way. When she arrived at his neck and showered it with flailing, sensual
licks, her meaty melons crushed against Billy's upper chest, blanketing him in pounds of squishy-soft tit-flesh.
"Oh, wow!" the teen gasped as his body shuddered beneath them. "This feels so damn good!"
The lewd slurping sounds of a juicy blowjob filled the tent as Nancy focused on giving pleasure to her handsome grandson's oversized prick.
Her head bobbed up and down rhythmically, fucking her face with his massive cock, while pumping her fist snuggly around its base.
Sprawled on the upper half of her son's body, Sandra brought her lips to her son's ear. "Do you want mom to take a turn on your cock now, baby?" she teasingly asked. "Do you want me to suck and lick on that fat, juicy cockhead?"
"Sure!"
"As soon as your Gran and I work a load of cum up out of your balls, and swallow every drop, we're gonna take turns riding your cock and cumming all over it. How does that sound?"
"Perfect!" the boy sighed, so fucking worked up he could hardly stand it.
Sandra joined her mother-in-law at the boy's crotch. No sooner did Billy's knob pop from Nancy's mouth like a cork, than his mother was swallowing it up and sucking feverishly. Rhythmically, her cheeks puckered in, tightening her mouth like a pussy as it worked skillfully around the knob and shaft of her boy's rock-hard cock.
"Auuugh, damn…you both suck dick SO good!" Billy gasped, his face wincing in pleasure. He gazed down and watched his mom and gran lick his peter-tip at the same time. Their long, pink tongues whipped all over his bell-glans, stimulating his sexual nerve-endings and sending pleasure coursing through his young body.
"Mm, your dick tastes so fucking good!" Nancy cooed between wet flicks of her licker.
"It sure does," Sandra agreed, shamelessly lapping up the liquid that oozed from his cum-slit.
The two lusty mothers took turns gorging their mouths and throats on the delicious meat of Billy's cock. With no gag reflex, each was able to take the entire length of his boner, pressing the rounded ring of their lips right down around the root of his cock. "HOT DAMN!" the boy cried out, holding his mom's pretty head against his crotch as his boner throbbed wildly deep in her clasping throat.
"Fuck her mouth, Billy!" his gran encouraged.
He held her blonde hair with both hands and thrust his hips from the air mattress, pumping his pecker through her lips like it was the tight ring of an asshole. "Oh, mom! Oh, shit…I'm gonna shoot my cum!" he gasped.
His prick quivered between Sandra's plunging lips as long ribbons of pearly-white jizz spurted across his mom's tongue and down her throat. The mother's body shuddered, and she experienced a mini orgasm just from the taste of her boy's scrumptious cum.
In the middle of Billy's ejaculation, Sandra lifted her mouth from his prick and let Nancy take over. Tightening her hand around the root of his boner, Billy's gran pumped his cock as hard as she could, while sucking the remaining cum out.
"OH, GRAN!" Richard and his father heard the boy cry out, then they both looked back towards the tent inquisitively.
"You don't suppose that wife of mine is sucking on that boy's penis, do you?" Richard's father asked him.
"No, no…of course not, dad," Richard answered, even though he too suspected that's what was happening. "They're probably just in there rubbing each other's shoulders or something."
Minutes passed and it became blatantly obvious that that an innocent 'shoulder rub' was the furthest thing from what was happening inside the tent. Richard's father fed him an awkward look as they both listened to
Nancy gasp and squeal in the background. It was clearly obvious that she was fucking the hell out of her Grandson.
Back inside the tent, Nancy was grinding on Billy's cock like a shameless whore. The boy's eyes were nearly bugging out of his skull as he watched her giant jugs flop around above him. He licked his lips, watching the fat stem of her rubbery nipple jut out from the center of her wide areola. He couldn't wait to lock his lips around it and suck like a baby, just like he had done for two weeks while staying with her.
Sandra was getting hornier and hornier as she watched her mother-in-law ride her son's loins like he was a prized stallion. She loved the way her son's big, smooth balls protruded out from the base of Nancy's luscious bubble butt, pivoting up and down as she stirred his love-spoon around inside the sheath of her hot pussy. The loving mother reached down and combed her long, painted nails around the outsides of her boy's bulging testicles, where she knew they were the most sensitive. This drew another gasp from her lucky teen.
Billy's lusty eyes drifted down his gran's torso to her shaved pubis as she ground it against him. He could see her thick flanges spread out around his cock-root and the dome of her clitoral hood peeled back over the pink, grape-sized nubbin of her juicy clit. He could feel his knob pushing wetly against her cervical head at the back of her vagina. His shaft was soaked in fuck oil and throbbed against the warm, pleated walls of her tightly clasping cunt.
"Gran knows what you like, baby boy," Nancy stated, then lowered her upper half down on top of him. "Some nice squishy titties."
Her cute Grandson let out an audible sigh as he was buried in the biggest fucking tit-melons he had ever seen on a woman. He kissed and licked his way around inside her tightly compressed tit-canyon as Nancy began to throw her cunt up and down the length of his steely cock. Her lush, rounded ass SMACKED against his upper thighs as she fucked him with hard, full-length thrusts.
Having just sucked a hard cum from his cock, the mothers knew they'd be able to fuck him feverishly, and cum multiple times each, before the boy ejaculated again. "Throw that cock up at me, Billy!" Nancy panted. "Let me feel that juicy knob pulling at my heartstrings!"
The boy started humping off the air mattress as hard as he could, furiously meeting his grandmother's wild downward strokes. His cock-tip pounded against the back of Nancy's vagina, stimulating nerves she never knew existed until fucking her huge-cocked Grandson.
"I'm cumming, Billy!" she squealed, plenty loud enough for her husband and son to hear. Fuck my cunt hard! Unh! Unh! I'm cuummmiiinnnggg!" She dropped her pussy, taking his prick to the hilt as her cunt tunnel rippled in orgasm. Her hips swiveled frantically up and back, and the slippery, pink walls of her pussy-tunnel spasmed and spewed in an explosion of hot female ejaculate, while gripping tightly around her Grandson's raging cock meat.
For Richard, hearing his mother fuck his son was hard enough, but when he began to hear his wife gasp and squeal from the tent, his stomach sunk even further with disgust.
"That son of yours must be somethin' under the sheets," Richard's father stated as he reeled in his fishing line. "He made my wife howl and now he's making your wife howl too!"
"Yeah, I suppose he's somethin' alright," Richard answered. "Taking care of business that I can't very well attend to anymore."
"You and me both, son."
Inside the tent, Sandra squealed as she rode the steely stiffness of her son's boner. Billy stared at his mom's swinging tits as she clutched onto his shoulders, bouncing rhythmically in a deep, satisfying fuck. His cock bored up through her buttery fuck-channel, hitting bottom with every thrust. Billy clenched his ass, making his cock flex, so the veins and muscles bulged along his sinewy shaft. This only intensified his mother's pleasure as clusters of nerve endings lining her vaginal tube were exquisitely stimulated.
"Oh, fuck, I can't stand it, baby…I'm cumming! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!" the mother cried out. Sandra's entire body seemed to convulse as pleasure shot through her loins, causing her pussy to spew orgasmic fuckjuice all over her son's cock. Her pretty face continued to contort with lust as she felt the hot stabbing thrusts of her son's prick.
Billy lifted his head and latched onto to one of his mom's turgid nipples. As his lips spread out across her wide, dusky pink areola, he guided her upper half down against him so he could mask his face in the fatty flesh of her quivering tit-melon.
For a long while the boy sucked on Sandra's breast, while feeling her tight pussy-sleeve glide along the throbbing length of his cock. He lost count of the times he made her cum as they fucked on and on.
"I'd never get tired of fucking this cock!" the mother confessed as she rode her son fervently.
"Me neither," said Nancy. "If he lived with his grandmother, he'd be getting fucked ten times a day."
"We haven't fucked that many times in a day yet, but we sure might try, right, baby?"
"Mm-hm!" the boy answered, unable to use words since his mouth and face was smothered in tit-meat.
Sandra whimpered and mewled as she threw her cunt up and down her boy's cock as fast as she could. The feel of his unyielding, teenage hardness pounding through her tunnel of pleasure made the heat of another climax flow through her loins. "I'm Cuuummmiiinnnggg!" she shrieked. "Fuck me hard, baby!"
Her breast-meat rippled against her boy, and her cunt gave off such long, muscular spasms around the stabbing shaft of prick that Billy's balls swelled with a churning load of hot cum.
"AUUGH, FUCK, MOM, I'M CUMMMING!" he shouted, peeking out from beneath her heavy, sloshing tit.
Sandra's ass-quivering orgasm only intensified with the feel of her boy's spunk splattering around deep inside her pussy. She flexed the tight, spongy-walled tunnel that gave birth to him around her boy's cum-spewing rod, milking out every drop of cum.
Nancy knew her Grandson wasn't finished. They'd only been going at it for a little over and hour and she knew he was capable of fucking and cumming for much longer. When he had stayed with her for those two weeks, they had often fucked for three to four hours at a time, sharing wild mutual orgasms.
"Come give your Gran a good hard missionary fuck, darling boy," she requested, sprawling back and bowing her thick, lovely legs open for him to crawl between. Her enormous milkers slightly drooped off the sides of her chest.
"Sure thing, Gran!" Billy replied, crawling out from beneath his busty mother.
"Isn't the vitality of a teenage boy wonderful?" Sandra giggled.
"It certainly is!" replied Nancy, watching her big-dicked Grandson crawl down on top of her. His erection was soaked with his mother's ejaculate, which caused him to slide fluidly into his gran's cock-hungry cunt. Her corrugated walls clung tightly to Billy's big cock as he pulled it out until only the knob parted her pussy lips. Then, he slammed it back through her fuck-tube again and continued to thrust in a savage tempo.
"Oh, yes…that's it! You know just how I like to be fucked!" Nancy's voice quivered as the teenager screwed her ass off. She tossed her smooth, lovely legs around his back, bracing herself for some good cum-squirting sex.
Billy thrust his hands under her wide hips, holding the thick cheeks of his grandmother's humping ass. Then, he grunted like and animal and fucked into her pussy as fast as possible, working his muscular ass-cheeks like a machine between her warm, cradling thighs.
"Oh, yeah, Gran…I'm gonna make you cum so fucking hard!" he panted, pistoning his prick-shaft into her as fast as he could.
Within five minutes Nancy was cumming intensely, gushing hot cunt-cream all over his hammering cock. She gasped and screamed, showing no shame in the fact that her husband and son could hear her from where they were fishing outside the tent.
A white cocktail of cum-froth had formed at the base of Billy's boner as he continued to ream out her pussy with long, sweeping strokes of his blood-engorged cock. His big balls beat lewdly on her ass-cheeks as he fucked her for nearly twenty minutes more, bringing her to another tit-trembling climax. Finally, the boy tensed and let out a guttural grunt as hot nut-nectar began to blast from his cunt-smothered piss-slit into his gran's clutching pussy.
"Sandra, the two of you can't possibly be thinking about having sex together inside that sleeping bag," Richard stated. It was nighttime and they were all zipped inside their tent. Richard had just slithered into his bag and was watching his wife and son strip naked beside him.
"Billy and I aren't doing anything that we wouldn't be doing at home, Richard."
"That's what I'm afraid of."
"You were the one who forgot the extra tent, not me," said his wife, quickly undoing her bra and pulling it off. "Billy and I aren't changing our bedtime routine just because we're all being forced to use one tent. You'll just have to roll over and plug your ears."
"Sandra, come on…you can't be serious!"
"Didn't I tell you I didn't wanna hear any complaining? Face the other way and go to sleep!"
"I've never had sex in a sleeping bag before," said Billy as he anxiously crawled inside the bag with his naked mother.
"Well, I guess it'll be one more wonderful thing we get to experience together, baby. Come down on top of me."
Tucked inside the sleeping bag together, Billy felt his mom's luscious legs twist around him as he sunk down between her warm, lush thighs. Their lips met for a fiery French kiss and Sandra suddenly gasped as her boy's cock sunk inside her overheated vagina.
Facing away from them, Richard did his best to drown out the lewd noises behind him. It was only a minute ago they had all laid down and already his wife and son were engaged in a ravenous fuck. He could hear their pleasurable gasping and the sound of their flesh beating together.
"Oh, God, yes…fuck me hard!" his wife shrieked.
Richard had never felt so worthless and heartbroken in his life, but despite his feelings, he was also sickeningly fascinated by what was going on behind him. He couldn't resist the urge to turn his head and have a peek. His eyes widened, horrified by what he saw. Engaged in a frantic fuck, his wife's sexy legs were now sticking out of the sleeping bag and wrapped high around their son's back. He could see her muscles flexing beneath the skin and the sexy crease in her hips, jerking up and down to meet Billy's rampant thrusts.
Richard could hear the thick, wet meat of his son's boner slicing deeply through his wife's vagina and his cum-bloated balls beating against her upturned ass. This was mixed with the sound of their lips smacking together with wet, passionate kisses. Like it or not, he couldn't deny what a wildly exciting moment this must be for both his wife and son.
Richard turned back around and tried to go to sleep, but the sound of his wife's mewling and gasping as well as the flesh of their bellies beating together prevented him dosing off. It wouldn't have mattered anyway if Richard had drifted off to sleep, because the cries of Sandra's multiple orgasms would have surely woken him back up.
"Ah, fuck, mom!" Billy hissed, lying flat against her as they fucked tirelessly. The feel of her huge, fatty tits sloshing against his bare chest with the rhythm of their humping felt divine, as did the silky legs she had harnessed around him.
For nearly an hour they beat their horny pissers together mindlessly. Once again, Sandra's pussy spasmed wildly as another orgasm rushed through her loins. Her cunt filled with hot, ejaculatory fuck-cream, and her pussy slit contracted tightly around her teenager's throbbing prick.
This time, Billy couldn't take the pressure of her tightly contracting cunt around his tender cock-meat. Grimacing, he fucked her faster than ever, making the cum rush through the tube of his urethra and flood his mom's unprotected vagina with potent baby-making seed.
Richard had to endure yet another hour of them kissing, groping and whispering nasty things to each other before they all drifted off to sleep.