"MOM, YOU'VE GOTTA HEAR THIS!"
By Klrxo
Jamie slammed the door behind her as she burst into the house, gasping for air from running all the way home from school. Reese was right on her heels, pleading with her not to tell their mother anything.
"Jamie, please, just listen to me!" he begged. But Jamie knew she had her twin brother cornered, and she wasn't gonna let this one go so easily.
Jamie's oversized teenage tits bobbled beneath her top and bra as she stomped up the stairs, with Reese close behind her. She flung open their parent's bedroom door without knocking. Their mother looked up from her book, clearly startled by the commotion. "What on earth is going on?" she asked, concern etched across her face.
"Mom," Jamie panted, trying to catch her breath, "you won't believe what I just heard!"
Reese stepped in front of her, trying to block their mother's view of Jamie's flushed face, but it was no use. Jamie simply moved around him and continued. "I heard that Reese..." she practically screamed it at this point, "has never... never had his balls sucked!"
The room fell silent. Their mother's jaw dropped, and she stared at Reese with wide eyes. Her son turned beet red and sunk down onto the bed, his head in his hands.
Connie slowly stood up from the bed, her 5'10" frame seeming to tower over Reese even though he was the same height. As she rose, her humongous breasts ballooned outward, straining against the thin fabric of her t-shirt, twin peaks clearly visible where her erect nipples tented the material.
She stared down at her son, hands on her hips. "Reese, is this true? Have you really never had your balls sucked before?" Her voice was stern with motherly authority.
Reese couldn't even look her in the eye, his face burning with embarrassment. He gave a slight nod, confirming Jamie's revelation.
Their mother clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "Well, we can't have that now, can we? My son, deprived of such a fundamental pleasure."
She pointed a finger toward his room. "Reese, go to your room this instant and take off your pants and underwear. I'll be down in a few minutes."
Reese's head snapped up, eyes wide with shock. "But Mom! I..."
"No buts, young man! You heard me. Pants. Off. Now!" She crossed her arms over her ample chest for emphasis.
Face flaming, Reese slunk out of the room toward his own, knowing there was no use arguing when his mother used that tone. His mind raced as he fumbled with his belt. Was his own mother really about to put her mouth on his most private parts? He almost couldn't believe this was happening...
Jamie stepped forward, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Mom, wait. Let me help with this."
Her mother turned to her, eyebrow raised questioningly as she put her long brunette hair back in a pony. "I'm perfectly capable of handling this situation on my own, young lady."
Jamie flipped her long chestnut hair over her shoulder confidently. "I've been practicing my oral skills. A lot. I'm really good at worshipping balls now. Like, expert level."
She moved closer to her mother, their identical green eyes locking intensely. "Reese deserves the best for his first time. Let me help break him in."
Her mother considered this for a moment, then a slow smile spread across her face. "Well, well. Look at my little girl, all grown up and eager to please."
Connie put a hand on her daughter's shoulder, giving her an approving squeeze. "Alright then, let's see what you've got. Pop quiz time, missy. What's the first step in giving a mind-blowing ball worship session?"
Jamie didn't hesitate. "Start with teasing licks and kisses all around his sack, building anticipation before diving in."
"Good girl. And what's the key to driving him wild once you've got his balls in your mouth?"
"Mmm, varying the pressure and suction. Gently rolling them around with your tongue, then sucking harder. Over and over, worshipping every inch."
Connie nodded, impressed. "Alright. Last question - how do you finish him off once he's writhing and moaning?"
Jamie grinned wickedly. "Take one ball at a time into your mouth and alternate sucking them hard while stroking his cock. He'll explode like a geyser in no time."
"Well damn, baby girl. Sounds like you really know your stuff," Connie laughed. "Okay, I hereby grant you permission to help handle you bother's inaugural ball draining session. Just promise you won't breathe a word of this to your father. This stays between us girls, got it?"
"Totally! It'll be our naughty secret," Jamie readily agreed. The two women exchanged a sly smile and fist bump of feminine conspiracy before heading out to forever change Reese's life.
Boobs bobbling and asses swaying, Jamie and Connie made their way down the hall to Reese's room, exchanging knowing glances and stifling giggles like schoolgirls about to blow the football squad. They found Reese sitting on the edge of his bed looking nervous, stripped down to just his t-shirt and underwear. His eyes widened as the two women entered and Connie decisively shut and locked the door behind them.
"Alright Reese, it's time," Connie announced. "Your sister has graciously offered to help me rid you of your ball sucking virginity. Aren't you a lucky boy?"
Reese gulped, his eyes darting between the two beautiful women. "I guess so..." he managed to croak out.
"Oh trust me little bro, you definitely are," Jamie purred, moving to stand in front of him.
With that, Jamie slowly peeled off her tight t-shirt, revealing her milky white H- cups barely contained by a lacy black bra. She reached back and unhooked it, letting the undergarment fall away. Reese gasped as her heavy tits spilled free, the fat nipples already hardening at the centers of wide areola in the cool air.
Not to be outdone, Connie whipped her own shirt over her head, revealing a beautiful tit-packed bra. She undid the clasps, unleashing her massive mammaries. At 40 years old, her tits were even fuller than her daughter's, capped with saucer-sized areolas and thick rubbery nipples. She shimmied out of her yoga pants, baring a plump cleanly shaven pussy.
Jamie followed suit, wriggling out of her tiny shorts and panties to expose her own bald mound, already visibly glistening with arousal. The two breathtaking nudes turned to face Reese, tits bobbling and swaying hypnotically.
The boy's cock immediately sprung to attention, tenting his boxers obscenely as he took in the glorious sight of his mother and sister's spectacular nude bodies. His shyness melted away, replaced by pure throbbing lust.
"Reese, what did I tell you earlier? I thought I made myself very clear - pants AND underwear off. So why are you still wearing those boxers, young man?" Connie demanded sternly, hands on her hips.
"S-sorry Mom, I just..." Reese stammered, his face reddening.
"I don't wanna hear excuses. Up on your feet, now," his mother commanded.
Reese rose unsteadily, his erection lewdly tenting his boxers. No sooner had he stood than Connie grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and roughly yanked it over his head.
"Mom!" Reese yelped in surprise, instinctively trying to cover himself. But his mother was too fast.
In one swift motion, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and jerked them down to his ankles. Reese's rock hard cock sprang free, slapping against his stomach before jutting out proudly.
"Uh uh uh, hands off little brother," Jamie tutted as Reese timidly tried to hide his throbbing erection with his hands. "No covering up that nice cock."
"You heard your sister. Put your hands behind your back this instant," Connie ordered. "It's rude to hide yourself in front of ladies."
Face burning, Reese obeyed, lacing his fingers together at the small of his back. His cock twitched under their intensely appraising gazes, a glistening bead of pre-cum forming at the tip.
"Much better," Connie nodded approvingly, openly ogling her son's impressive manhood.
Reese's teenage cock stood at full attention, a rigid pole of throbbing flesh. The shaft was long and thick, easily eight inches and girthy enough that Connie doubted she could close her hand around it. Prominent veins snaked up the length, pulsing with the rapid beat of his heart. The taut skin stretched over the hard meat had a youthful sheen.
As magnificent as the shaft was, it was the head of Reese's cock that drew the women's eyes. Blossoming from the shaft in a pronounced upward curve, his glans flared out obscenely, a bulbous purple helmet that looked almost painfully swollen with arousal. The piss slit gaped, weeping a steady stream of slick pre-cum that trickled down the underside of his cock.
Below, his hairless ball sack pulled tight to his body, twin orbs the size of ripe plums churning with the copious load of teenage semen they no doubt contained. The skin there was silky and smooth, just begging to be licked and sucked.
"Oh my," Jamie breathed, drinking in the sight of her brother's extraordinary cock and balls. "Reese, you've been holding out on us. That is one beautiful dick."
Connie licked her lips hungrily. "Mmm, it certainly is, and your balls look so heavy and full, honey."
"No doubt, Mom," Jamie agreed, licking her lips hungrily.
The two women closed in on Reese, tits swaying, backing him against the bed until his calves hit the edge and he dropped down to a sitting position. They loomed over him, completely in control.
"Get ready, little bro," Jamie grinned wolfishly, dropping to her knees between his spread thighs. "I'm about to show you what a woman's lips can really do. Hope you're ready for the sloppiest, noisiest, most mind-melting ball worship of your life!"
Connie moved behind Reese on the bed, reaching around to tweak his nipples as she purred in his ear. "That's it, baby boy, just relax. Mommy and sissy are going to take such good care of you. Let us drain those big balls dry."
Jamie and Connie worked in tandem, knowing exactly how to position Reese for maximum access to his swollen testicles. They had him lay back on the bed, scooting his hips to the very edge.
"Spread those legs nice and wide for us, baby boy," Connie cooed, tapping the inside of his thighs. Reese obeyed, splaying his legs obscenely wide to expose his heavy ball-sack.
The two women exchanged a grin, both mentally transported back to their younger years spent honing their oral skills. For Jamie, it was only recently, all those sweaty post-game sessions with the other cheerleaders, kneeling beneath the bleachers and taking turns suckling the pungent, sweat-slick dicks and balls of the victorious football studs.
They would pass the steely shafts and salty-sweet orbs back and forth between their eager mouths, moaning and slurping noisily as they celebrated each win by draining every last drop from those potent nuts. Jamie quickly became a star pupil, able to take both of a boy's swollen testicles into her mouth at once and suck them like her life depended on it.
Connie's ball worshipping expertise stemmed from her wild college days, when she discovered the erotic thrill of lavishing oral attention on a boy's most sensitive area. She loved teasing them with long, slow licks before taking each nut gently between her lips and rolling it around with her talented tongue.
Connie soon gained a reputation as the campus ball draining queen, always leaving her conquests weak-kneed and thoroughly emptied. Sorority sisters would line up outside her dorm room, dragging their
dates by the hand, eager for Connie to milk the cum from their frustrated balls after a night of teasing and denial.
Now, mother and daughter knelt side by side between Reese's trembling thighs, both salivating at the sight of his cum-bloated sack, their most cherished ball worshipping memories rushing back. Connie reached out to cup the hefty globes in her palm, relishing their weight.
"Mmm, so full and heavy," she purred approvingly, rolling them gently in her hand. "Poor baby, it must be so uncomfortable carrying these around all swollen with semen."
"Don't worry little bro, we'll have you drained in no time," Jamie promised, leaning in to drag the flat of her tongue along his fuzzy sack, savoring that first tangy taste of virile male musk. "Mmm, fuck he tastes so good!"
Connie joined in, her own wet tongue gliding along Reese's wrinkled sack from the opposite side, leaving glistening trails of saliva in its wake. "Mmm, you're right baby girl, he tastes divine. So ripe and musky."
Mother and daughter fell into a natural rhythm, lapping at Reese's balls from either side in perfect synchronicity, their tongues meeting in the middle to swirl around each other lasciviously. They took turns suckling his plump nuts into their mouths, heads bobbing as they slurped and suckled the delicate orbs.
"Ungh fuck..." Reese grunted, fists clenching the sheets as two warm mouths worked his balls with expert precision. His cock pulsed and leaked, aching for attention, but he didn't dare reach for it lest he incur his mother's wrath again.
Connie released his left nut from her lips with a lewd pop. "Ooh, this one feels extra swollen, Jamie. I think it's just churning with seed, ready to blow."
She dragged the flat of her tongue along the crinkled skin before sucking the ball back into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she nursed on its oval-shaped meat greedily.
"Let me feel, Mom," Jamie urged, gently kneading Reese's right testicle between her thumb and forefinger. "Yep, definitely full to bursting. I bet he's dying to shoot off a huge load."
The women continued their running commentary as they greedily feasted on Reese's nuts, his sack slick and shiny with their combined saliva.
"Mmm, look how they draw up so tight when we suck just right," Connie pointed out, demonstrating with a particularly intense slurp that had Reese arching off the bed.
"And feel how they quiver when you blow cool air on them, like this," Jamie added, pursing her lips to puff a stream of air across his drenched balls, making them contract.
"Mmm, yes, boys love that," Connie purred, flickering the underside of her son's nut with the pink tip of her tongue.
Back and forth they went, suckling, licking, kissing, and gently nibbling as they stimulated every nerve ending in his sensitive ball flesh. Reese was reduced to a moaning, writhing mess, head thrashing against the pillow as their masterful mouths worked him over.
"P-please..." he finally whimpered, hips jerking reflexively. "I'm gonna...ungh...I need to cum so bad..."
Connie popped his balls out of her mouth and gave Reese a stern look. "Don't you dare cum yet, young man. You haven't earned that privilege."
She turned to Jamie with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Watch closely baby girl, Mommy's gonna teach you some of her signature moves."
Connie buried her face in Reese's ball sack and began motorboating him, lips and tongue vibrating wildly against his sensitive skin. "Blllbbbllbbrrr!" she sputtered, spraying saliva everywhere as his nuts bounced and jiggled against her pretty face.
Next, she took his scrotum between her teeth and gently chewed, growling like a hungry beast as she gnawed on the loose flesh. Reese's eyes rolled back in his head at the exquisite sensation.
"Wow Mom, that's so hot!" Jamie marveled. "Lemme try the chewing thing." She leaned in and nibbled along his sack, feeling the delicate skin stretch between her teeth. Reese shuddered and groaned, hands fisting the sheets.
"Good girl," Connie praised, watching her son react. "Nibble at the loose skin down near his taint and watch how his cock jumps."
Jamie bit at the loose skin and inhaled, her eyes rolling back from the heady aroma of her brother's ball-musk. Both their eyes widened as the rigid stalk of his boner gave off a visible throb.
"Now watch this," Connie said, then sucked one of his balls into her mouth and slurped obscenely, cheeks caving in as she suctioned his nut, head bobbing frantically. Wet slurping noises filled the room.
"Ungh fuck Mom, just like that!" Reese babbled deliriously, thighs shaking.
Not to be outdone, Jamie took his other testicle into her warm mouth and matched her mother's intensity, noisily slurping and sucking the swollen orb. They fell into a steady rhythm, passing his balls back and forth between their greedy mouths as they lavished worshipful attention on every millimeter of Reese's quivering ball sack, their skilled tongues mapping out the wrinkled terrain. They traced along the prominent raphe seam bisecting his scrotum, feeling the slight ridge of the connective tissue.
"Ooh, you can really feel that band of muscle through the skin here," Connie observed, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across the center line. "It's so sexy."
Jamie hummed in agreement as she mouthed along the plump outer edges of his balls where they met his thighs, reveling in the contrast of smooth skin transitioning to wiry hair. She gently tugged on his scrotum with her lips, feeling the weight of his hefty testicles.
"And the skin here is so thin and delicate," she marveled, letting it slowly pull from between her lips. "You can practically see all the little blood vessels underneath."
Connie nuzzled into the soft, fuzzy underside of her son's sack, burying her nose in his most intimate musk. "Mmmm, and he smells so good here. That concentrated masculine scent."
She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with his natural pheromones before dragging her tongue along the hidden, rarely touched patch of skin behind his balls. Reese gasped and twitched at the intense sensation.
Next, the women each took one of his precious jewels into their mouths again, rolling the glands gently between tongue and palate, exploring their dimensions and density. They carefully compressed the spongy organs, gauging their sperm-producing potential.
"Oh yeah, these fucking balls are absolutely brimming," Jamie confirmed as she released his testicle from her oral embrace. "I can feel all the little tubules just packed with spunk, waiting to unleash."
"Mmhmm, his cum tube is definitely swollen and primed," Connie concurred, giving his other testis an experimental squeeze between her pursed lips. "It's like I can practically taste all that backed-up jizz concentrated in there."
Reese could only whimper helplessly, thigh muscles clenching, as they discussed his overripe balls in such explicitly clinical detail, reducing him
to nothing more than a seething vessel of unreleased sperm in need of draining.
The cum-craving women focused their attention on his ductus deferens, the delicate tubes carrying sperm from his balls to his eruption-ready cock. They traced the sensitive cum conduits with the pointed tips of their tongues, mapping their coiled path.
"I swear I can feel the little sperm cells pulsing through here," Connie purred salaciously as she painted his vas deferens with her spit. "Millions of them, all swimming upstream, eager to blast off."
"Let's suck on these tubes, Mom!" Jamie suggested with glee. "Really stimulate the sperm transport!"
Mother and daughter sealed their luscious lips around each side of his taut ducts and suckled lewdly, cheeks caving in with the force of their vacuum. Reese bucked and thrashed, hands fisting the sheet, the intense stimulation almost too much to bear.
"Ffffuck!! Gonna... gonna cum..." he bit out through clenched teeth, every muscle in his groin clenching as his orgasm approached.
But the skilled ball nurses recognized his impending eruption and clamped down on his tubes, denying him that sweet release. Reese sobbed in frustration, cock jerking and leaking clear gobs of pre-ejaculate.
"Ah, ah, ah... not yet, little brother," Jamie tutted, waggling a finger. "We're not done worshipping these beautiful baby-makers."
They returned to his swollen testicles, now churning almost audibly with hot seed. Connie took the left globe into her mouth and sucked hard, cheeks concaving sharply. At the same time, Jamie trapped his right nut between her lips and fluttered her tongue wildly against the underside.
"HNNNNGGGG!!!" Reese grunted incoherently, voice strangled as his hips bucked erratically off the bed. The dual stimulation was mind-melting.
"Oh, he's liking that," Connie purred, he voice slightly muffled by ball-meat.
"Mmm, I can feeling him swelling and throbbing," Jamie mewled beating the muscle of her tongue against the sensitive tissue.
The oral queens worked in tandem, slurping and sucking his balls in a perfectly synchronized rhythm, keeping him teetering on the knife's edge of orgasm. Just when he was sure he couldn't take another second, they would expertly back off, leaving him panting and shaking with need.
Over and over they edged him with their mouths, pushing him to the brink before denying him that final pleasure, until he was reduced to a babbling, incoherent mess. Tears of frustration leaked from the corners of his eyes as his painfully swollen balls churned and boiled between their lips.
"Ready to really blow his mind?" Connie mumbled around a mouthful of nut meat. Jamie nodded eagerly. "On the count of three, pull!"
They each sucked one of his balls deep into their mouths, cheeks hollowing...
"One...two...three!"
In unison, they stretched his sack taut and began tugging his balls in opposite directions, playing an erotic game of tug-of-war! Reese wailed and thrashed, the pleasure bordering on pain as they used his balls like taffy.
"Holy shit! Fuck! I can't...I'm gonna..." Reese babbled incoherently, seconds from exploding.
POP! They released his balls from their oral grip at the last possible second. Reese collapsed against the bed, gasping and twitching, his denied orgasm slowly ebbing.
"Nuh uh, little bro," Jamie taunted, wagging a finger. "You don't get to cum till we say so. And we're just getting started with you."
The depraved mother-daughter duo high fived and laughed wickedly before diving face first back into Reese's groin, their insatiable mouths zeroing in on his balls once again, ready to further worship the cum-swollen organs.
As they orally assaulted Reese's balls, both women could feel their own pussy juices flowing freely, coating their inner thighs. Their vulvas swelled and darkened as blood rushed to the area, the fleshy petals of their labia puffing up and gaping open obscenely.
Despite the twenty year age difference, Jamie and Connie's pink cunts were strikingly similar in appearance - the same pouty lips, hooded clits, and glistening folds. The one difference was that Connie's birth canal had more pronounced ridges along the walls from being stretched by childbirth. Her cervix sat lower too, the head protruding slightly into her vaginal cavity like a pink fleshy donut.
Both mother and daughter had the same physiological reaction to the thrill of sucking balls. Their clits stiffened, growing to the size of small grapes as they peeked out demandingly from under their fleshy hoods. Their cunt holes flexed and winked, opening and closing as if gasping for something thick to fill them. Rivulets of nectar flowed continuously from their slick channels, the musky aroma of aroused female filling the air.
As they slurped and suckled Reese's delicate orbs, Connie and Jamie were both tempted to reach down and diddle their aching pussies. But they resisted the urge, for now, focusing all their energy on worshipping Reese's cum-bloated balls, moaning wantonly around the musky nuggets filling their mouths.
Reese writhed and babbled incoherently on the bed, his cock pulsing angrily, the shaft turning a mottled purple as they kept him teetering on the edge of release.
His swollen nuts churned and tightened, the skin drawing up paper thin as they prepared to unleash their massive load. But each time he neared the point of no return, the skilled ball drainers would release their oral grip, denying him the final stimulation needed to trigger his climax.
Over and over they edged him, licking, slurping, sucking until he was a hair trigger from exploding, only to pull away at the critical moment. Reese sobbed and begged, tears of frustration leaking from his eyes as his balls screamed for mercy. But his mother and sister were relentless, sadistically savoring his desperation.
"Mmm, you wanna cum so bad, don't you baby boy?" Connie taunted, gently raking her nails over his distended sack. "Look at these big balls, so swollen it must hurt. All that jizz just boiling away inside, dying to shoot out."
"Please Mom...Jamie..." Reese whimpered pathetically, too far gone to be humiliated by his begging. "I'll do anything, just please let me cum! I can't take it anymore!"
The women cackled evilly, drunk on the power of reducing the young man to a babbling wreck with just their mouths. They spent the next hour tag-teaming Reese's balls with their mouths, subjecting him to increasingly kinky oral techniques as they sought to impress each other with their creativity.
Jamie discovered that she could suck both of his nuts into her mouth at the same time, stretching her jaw wide to accommodate his hefty sack. She delighted in rolling the meaty globes around with her tongue, sloshing them back and forth while humming in pleasure.
Not to be outdone, Connie introduced ball tapping into the mix. She would build up an intense rhythm slurping and sucking his nuts, then abruptly release them from her mouth. At that precise moment, she would tap his balls with her fingertips in a rapid staccato pattern, making Reese yelp and squirm from the unexpected stimulation.
"You see what that's doing to him?" she asked her daughter with a satisfied giggle.
"Oooh, let me try that, Mom!" Jamie enthused. She repeated the slurp and tap maneuver, giggling around his balls as Reese bucked and writhed. "This is so fun! His reactions are priceless."
"Look how much pre-cum," Connie gasped, watching the slimy pre-spunk ooze out of her boy's pee-slit and pool onto his abdomen.
Jamie dipped her finger and slipped it between her luscious lips. "Mmm, so fucking tasty. Try it, mom."
Connie's face bumped her son's boner as she leaned down and swiped up some with her tongue like a kitten drinking from a bowl. "Mmm, like sweet ball-honey," he whimpered.
The more they experimented, the bolder and more debased their techniques became. Connie showed Jamie how to suck his sack up into her mouth and hum the alphabet song, sending devastating vibrations through his balls. Jamie innovated a twisting scrotal stretch that had Reese howling.
Through it all, they cruelly edged him, working his balls to the brink of orgasm over and over, only to back off at the last possible second, leaving him desperate and delirious with need. His cock wept copious amounts off pre-cum, dripping down the shaft to further lubricate their sloppy oral ball play.
"Please...I'm begging you..." Reese whimpered pathetically after they denied him yet another climax, tears of frustration leaking from the
corners of his eyes. "I've never needed to cum so bad in my life. I'll do anything!"
Connie and Jamie exchanged a knowing look, eyes sparkling with wicked intent. They had him right where they wanted him - a babbling, submissive mess willing to debase himself for the privilege of release.
"Anything, you say?" Connie purred, a sadistic smile curling her lips. "Well then, let the real fun begin!"
She grabbed her son's ankles and pushed his legs back and up, folding him nearly in half to fully expose his taint and puckered asshole. Jamie instinctively moved into position, eagerly spreading his cheeks apart with her hands.
"Look at that cute little virgin asshole, all tight and pink," Jamie cooed. "I bet it's never been touched before, huh little bro?"
Reese whimpered and squirmed with embarrassment, face flushing bright red, but his cock jumped at his sister's raunchy words.
"Well pucker up, baby boy, because Mommy and sissy are about to French kiss that boy-cunt," Connie declared with a wicked grin.
"We're gonna tongue fuck your ass so hard, you'll be squealing like a little anal slut," Jamie taunted, flicking the tip of her tongue against his quivering hole.
"And if you're a very good boy and take it, we might even let you cum," Connie added, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "Would you like that, baby? Hmm?"
"Oh God yes, please!" Reese readily agreed, swallowing his pride. He was putty in their hands, willing to endure any degradation if it meant finally getting some relief for his aching balls.
"That's what we like to hear," Connie purred, giving his ass a sharp spank that made him yelp. "Now hold that boy-pussy wide open for Mommy
and sissy and don't you dare let go. It's time for your spit shine anal initiation!"
Mother and daughter descended on Reese's most private orifice with a vengeance, their soft wet tongues lapping at his sensitive rim. He shivered and gasped as they traced every wrinkle and pucker, painting his hole with their warm spit.
"Mmm, you taste good everywhere, little bro," Jamie panted, licking a slow deliberate circle around his rim. She dipped the tip of her tongue just past the tight ring of muscle, smirking as he clenched instinctively. "Relax that boy-cunt for me. Let sissy in."
"Such a good boy, baby," Connie cooed, her long mommy-tongue lapping at his perineum while Jamie ate his ass. "Mommy's so proud of you for being our dirty little anal whore. You're taking these tongues like a champ."
Emboldened by the praise, Reese moaned wantonly and bore down, allowing his sphincter to relax and bloom open. Immediately, two slippery tongues plunged inside, wriggling and probing as they French kissed his inner walls.
"Hnnngggg fuuuuuck!" Reese keened, eyes rolling back in his head as his ass was violated in the most pleasurable way. Sloppy wet suction sounds filled the room as Connie and Jamie tongue-fucked him vigorously, their lips and chins smeared with drool.
"Get in there, baby girl," Connie urged as their wet tongue-tips wiggled inside his anal ring together.
Jamie pulled back with a gasp, noisily sucking the musky flavor from her tongue. "Damn, Mom, his boy hole is so tight and tasty. I could eat this ass for hours," she panted, diving back in for more.
"He opens right up for it too, like a natural born bottom," Connie marveled, slipping a spit-slick finger in alongside their squirming tongues. "I think our baby boy was meant to be an anal cum slut."
They continued passionately rimming him, gradually adding more fingers to the mix, pumping in and out of his slackening hole and scissoring him wider. Before long, Reese was a babbling, incoherent mess, his cock steadily dripping pre-cum onto his stomach as he got lost in the taboo pleasure of his mother and sister tongue-bathing his most intimate place.
"You've been such an obedient anal whore for us, baby," Connie finally praised, giving his loose, spit-shiny hole a few more licks. "I think it's time we let you cum. But you have to do it with Mommy's fingers up your ass like a good boy. No touching that cock."
"Yes, please, anything!" Reese readily agreed, too far gone to care about the humiliating stipulation. He just needed release so badly he would have offered his soul at that point.
"Mmm, so desperate. I love it," Connie purred wickedly. She pushed two fingers knuckle-deep into his slick hole and began pumping steadily, curling them to graze his prostate. "Cum for us, baby boy. Shoot that big load you've been saving up all over yourself like a nasty little slut."
Connie skillfully massaged Reese's prostate with her fingers, rubbing the walnut-sized gland in firm circles. At the same time, Jamie gently closed her teeth around his drawn-up balls, delicately chewing and compressing the sperm-swollen organs.
The dual stimulation was more than Reese's virgin body could handle. His enlarged prostate spasmed under his mother's touch, clenching rhythmically as it prepared to unleash his built-up load. His balls tightened almost painfully in his sister's mouth, the skin stretching drum-tight over the churning reservoirs of semen.
"Ohhh fuuuck, I'm cumming!" Reese wailed, voice cracking. His untouched cock lurched and throbbed, the shaft swelling even thicker. The cum bubbled up from his balls and surged through his urethra, racing to escape.
The first jet of pearly white jizz erupted from his flaring cockhead with incredible force, splattering across his face and into his gaping mouth. Connie clamped down hard on his prostate, wringing out his release while Jamie intensified her ball chewing.
Reese convulsed and thrashed, screaming himself hoarse as the most intense orgasm of his life ripped through him. Gush after gush of hot boy-cream geysered from his jerking cock, painting his face, hair and heaving chest with his own seed.
The semen poured out of him in a seemingly endless flood, each ball-clenching spurt making his asshole contract vise-tight around his mother's invading fingers. It felt like gallons were spraying out of his wildly twitching penis, draining directly from his squeezed balls.
"Can you feel his nuts contracting, honey?" Connie asked her daughter.
"Yes. That's it, little bro! Holy shit, look at him go!" Jamie cheered, gripping his balls firmly as they emptied their heavy load. "Fuck yeah, cover yourself in cum like a filthy boy whore!"
"Oh, so many ropes!" Connie exclaimed, still milking his prostate. "Look how thick and creamy his sperm is."
"So many fucking baby makers swimming around in that slime," her daughter added.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Reese slumped against the sweat-soaked sheets, utterly spent. His cock gave a last feeble dribble and softened, slipping free of the colossal mess now covering his upper body. He gasped for breath, barely registering the obscene volume of spunk glazing his skin.
Connie eased her fingers from his still-spasming hole with a lewd squelch. "Whew! Now that's what I call a ball-draining!" she laughed, surveying her handiwork proudly. "I don't think you'll have any complaints about blue balls after that monster load!"
Jamie released his deflated sack from her mouth and sat back on her heels, grinning at Reese's cum-drenched form. "Damn, bro! You blew like a fucking geyser!" she giggled. "Guess you really enjoyed your first rim-job and ball worship, huh?"
Connie and Jamie gazed down at Reese's cum-splattered form with matching Cheshire grins, their massive tits heaving with each breath. Reese could barely focus through his post-orgasmic haze, but he was acutely aware of their fat, erect nipples pointing at him almost accusingly from the peaks of those incredible breasts.
His mother and sister loomed over him like a pair of busty succubi, their ripe female scent filling his nostrils. The pungent musk wafting from between their legs was unmistakable - the heady aroma of dripping wet pussy. It mingled with the thick smell of his own spunk, creating a dizzying cocktail of sex that made Reese's spent cock twitch against his thigh.
"Look at you, baby boy, all fucked out and covered in your own jizz," Connie cooed wickedly. "I don't think I've ever seen you so...relaxed." Her voice dripped with mock sympathy as she reached out to scoop some of the cooling cum from his chest. Locking eyes with him, she brought her coated fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean with a exaggerated moan.
"Mmmm, you taste so good, little brother," Jamie purred, following her mother's lead and swiping a bit of his essence from his slack jaw. She made a show of smearing it across her pursed lips like glossy lipstick before lewdly smacking them. "Your baby batter is so yummy."
The two women giggled maniacally at Reese's glazed expression. He looked like a debauched frat boy who'd been bukkaked by his own pledge bros. Thoroughly owned and humiliated.
"I hope you realize your days of subpar blowjobs are over, young man," Connie said sternly, gripping his chin and forcing him to meet her imperious gaze. "From now on, any girl who sucks your dick had better worship your balls too, or she'll have ME to answer to. Mom and sissy have given you a taste of what a real oral expert can do."
Jamie nodded eagerly in agreement. "That's right, bro. Those cum tanks deserve the five star treatment every time. No more settling for a half-assed mouth hug and a perfunctory fondle."
Reese could only groan weakly in response, his mind reeling as he struggled to process everything that had just happened. In the space of an hour, his mother and sister had used his most private parts as their personal toys, bringing him to heights of agonizing pleasure he didn't know existed.
The next day, Reese met up with his best friend Chester at the mall food court, still reeling from the wild events of the previous day. He had taken a shower, but he swore he could still smell his mom and sister's pussy lingering on his body.
"Dude, you're never gonna believe what happened to me," Reese blurted out as soon as Chester sat down with his tray of greasy Sbarro.
Chester raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Try me."
Lowering his voice, Reese leaned in conspiratorially. "I got my balls sucked. And not just sucked - like, worshipped."
"No shit?" Chester looked impressed. "By who? That goth chick with the tongue piercing you've been crushing on?"
Reese shook his head, a smug grin spreading across his face. "Nope. By my mom. And my sister."
Chester's slice of pepperoni pizza dropped from his hand, landing with a splat on the tray. "Get the fuck outta here. You did not get your balls sucked by your mom and sister."
"Hand to God, bro." Reese held up three fingers in a scout's honor salute. "They double-teamed me. Licked and sucked my nuts for like an hour straight. I busted the biggest nut of my life all over myself."
Chester gaped at him, eyes wide with awe and more than a little envy. "Holy shit dude. That's like...the ultimate fantasy. How the hell did you pull that off?"
Reese shrugged, feigning nonchalance even as his cock twitched at the vivid memory. "I dunno, it just kinda happened. Jamie heard I was a virgin who never had his balls sucked before. Guess she thought that was unacceptable. Told our mom, and next thing I know, they're tag-teaming my nuts like it's their job."
A calculating look crossed Chester's face. "Hold up. They did this just because they heard that you never had it done before?"
"Yeah, I guess," Reese said, not sure where his friend was going with this.
Chester rubbed his chin vigorously, his eyes alight with devious calculation. "Dude, why not just spark a rumor that you're a complete virgin? Maybe they'll be down to fuck you too," Chester proposed with a mischievous grin.
"Do you seriously think they'd take it that far?"
Reese considered Chester's suggestion, his mind racing with possibilities. Could he really manipulate his mom and sister into going all the way with
him, just by playing the innocent virgin card? The mere thought made his cock strain against his jeans.
"You know what? You might be onto something," Reese said slowly, a plan forming in his head. "I mean, they were pretty eager to 'educate' me on the joys of ball worship. Who's to say they wouldn't be down for a more."
Chester grinned, leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his head. "Exactly, bro. Plant the seed, let the rumor spread, and before you know it, you'll have those two gagging for your dick. Trust me, chicks can't resist popping a guy's cherry."
Reese nodded, his resolve hardening along with his cock. "Alright, I'm in. Operation Virgin Bait is a go."
The next day at school, Reese put his plan into action. He started by casually mentioning to a few gossipy girls that he was "waiting for the right person" and hinted at still having his V-card. As predicted, the rumor spread like wildfire, and by lunchtime, the whole school was abuzz with talk of Reese's virgin status.
"I heard he's saving himself for marriage," one cheerleader whispered to her friend as Reese walked by their table. "That's soooo fucking crazy."
"Nah, I bet he's just shy and inexperienced," her friend countered, eyeing Reese like a hungry cougar. "Poor kid probably doesn't even know where to put it. He needs an older woman to show him the ropes."
Reese had to bite back a grin, knowing his plan was working perfectly. He put on his best wounded puppy expression and slunk off to his next class, playing the part of the awkward, bumbling virgin.
By the time he got home that afternoon, his phone was blowing up with texts from thirsty girls offering to "tutor" him in the ways of love. But Reese ignored them all, focused solely on his true targets.
As if on cue, Jamie burst into his room without knocking, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Hey there, baby bro. Heard a juicy little rumor about you today."
Reese looked up from his homework, feigning confusion. "Huh? What rumor?"
Jamie sauntered over to his bed, her hips swaying seductively. "Oh, just that my dear sweet brother is a blushing virgin who wouldn't know what to do with a naked girl if she threw herself at him."
She plopped down next to him, her giant tits practically spilling out of her low-cut top. "Is it true, Reese? Are you really a virgin?"
Reese felt his cheeks flush as he nodded meekly. "Yeah...it's true," he mumbled, avoiding his sister's piercing gaze. "I've never...you know...done it before."
Jamie's eyes lit up with unholy glee. "Oh. My. God. This is so pathetic!"
With that, she bounded off the bed and raced out of the room, hollering "MOM! MOM, YOU'VE GOTTA HEAR THIS!"
Reese's heart pounded with anticipation as Jamie's footsteps faded down the hall. This was it - the moment of truth. Surely once his mother heard about his virgin status, she would waste no time in offering to personally deflower him, right?
He could picture it now: Connie barging into his room, her massive tits heaving with righteous indignation as she declared that no son of hers would go through life without knowing the pleasures of a woman's touch. She would order him to strip naked, then pounce on him like a cougar in heat, smothering his face with her dripping cunt while Jamie mounted his virgin cock.
Lost in his lurid fantasy, Reese barely registered the sound of his mother's footsteps approaching until she was standing in his doorway,
arms crossed and eyebrow arched. Jamie hovered behind her, a triumphant smirk on her face.
"So, I hear my baby boy is a virgin," Connie drawled, her voice dripping with amusement. "Is this true, Reese? Have you really never dipped your wick?"
Reese swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. "Yes, Mom, it's true," he said, trying to sound appropriately meek and inexperienced. "I've never been with a girl before. I wouldn't even know where to start."
He waited for his mother to pounce, to offer her body as a tutorial on the ways of sex, just like she had with his balls. But to his shock, Connie merely laughed and shook her head.
"Oh sweetie, that's nothing to be ashamed of," she said, moving to sit beside him on the bed. "Lots of guys your age are still virgins. It's perfectly normal."
Reese blinked, thrown off balance. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. "But Mom," he protested weakly, "don't you think I should learn? You know, so I'm prepared for when the right girl comes along?"
Beside him, Jamie snorted derisively. "Please. As if any girl would want a fumbling virgin pawing at her." She leaned in close, her breath hot on his ear. "Face it, little bro - you need to up your game if you ever wanna get laid."
Connie nodded in agreement. "Your sister's right, honey. Girls these days expect a man to know what he's doing in the sack. You can't just rely on raw virginal enthusiasm."
Reese's mind reeled. This was not at all how he'd envisioned this conversation going. Desperate, he played his final card.
"Well, I was thinking," he said, trying to sound casual, "maybe you two could teach me? You know, give me some hands-on experience so I know what I'm doing?"
There. He'd said it. Surely now they would leap at the chance to initiate him into the world of carnal delights.
But to his dismay, Connie recoiled as if he'd suggested they murder a puppy. "Reese Andrew Johnson!" she scolded, sounding scandalized. "I can't believe you would even suggest such a thing!"
Jamie nodded vehemently, her face a mask of disgust. "Ugh, seriously bro? What the fuck?"
Reese's heart sank into his stomach as he realized he'd badly miscalculated. "But...but you sucked my balls!" he sputtered weakly, grasping at straws. "How is that any different?"
Connie rolled her eyes. "Ball sucking is one thing. It's practically a public service, making sure a man's nuts are properly drained and worshipped. But actual penetrative sex? With my own son? That's a hard line, mister."
She stood abruptly, smoothing down her skirt. "I think you need to do some serious reflecting on the difference between sexy fun and wildly inappropriate boundary crossing, young man. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a PTA meeting to get to."
With that, she turned on her heel and marched out, leaving a speechless Reese gaping after her. Jamie stood to follow, pausing to level him with a pitying look.
"Word of advice, virgin boy? Porn isn't real life. No woman is gonna fall over herself to fuck a clueless noob like you." She flipped her hair haughtily. "You want to pop that cherry? Do the work and maybe, just maybe, some poor girl will throw you a bone. But leave me and Mom out of your delusional incest fantasies, 'kay?"
Reese watched helplessly as his sister flounced out, slamming the door behind her. He flopped back on his bed, covering his face with his hands as the bitter sting of humiliation and rejection washed over him.
To be shut down so thoroughly, after thinking he had his mom and sister in the palm of his hand... it was almost too much to bear. His cock wilted in his jeans, the brief promise of taboo sex nothing more than a cruel mirage.
Reese groaned in frustration, cursing his own hubris. Chester had made it sound so easy - just play the virgin card and the women would come running, eager to school him in the ways of love. What a crock of shit.
But as he lay there marinating in his failure, a new determination overtook him. So what if his half-baked scheme to seduce his mom and sister had blown up in his face? They clearly weren't going to give it up easily. If he wanted to cash in his V-card, he needed to get serious.
No more relying on lame rumors and transparent virgin-baiting. It was time to hit the books (and the porn sites) and turn himself into a regular Casanova. He'd study every sex tip, practice every technique, until he was a master of the female form.
And when the time was right, he'd emerge from his chrysalis a sexual juggernaut, leaving a trail of satisfied women in his wake. His mom and sister would rue the day they spurned his advances. He'd make them regret not snatching up his virginity when they had the chance.
Reese allowed himself a small, vengeful smile as he grabbed his laptop and fired up an incognito browser. If they wouldn't give him a hands-on education, he'd damn well teach himself. And when he was through, no woman - not even the ball-busting tease queens of the Johnson household - would be able to resist him.
Virgin boy? Nah. They had no idea who they were dealing with.
Reese: The Pussy Destroyer was about to be born.
Reese threw himself into his sexual training regimen with single-minded determination. He devoured every scrap of carnal knowledge he could get his hands on, from ancient Kama Sutra texts to modern Pornhub tutorials. He studied female anatomy with the intensity of a med student cramming for finals, memorizing every erogenous zone and pleasure point.
He began a strict routine of edging and Kegel exercises to build his stamina and control. Every morning started with an hour of tantric meditation, visualizing his future conquests in exquisite detail. He ordered fleshlights in various textures and tightness to simulate different women.
Reese spent long hours locked in his room, his grunts of exertion and the slick squelch of masturbation drifting through the walls. The steady buzzing of vibrators and the rhythmic slap of skin on rubber became the soundtrack to his days.
He pushed his body to the limits, stroking and thrusting until his cock was raw and his balls ached. But he refused to cum, denying himself that sweet release. He was conditioning himself, training his mind and penis to please even the most demanding pussy.
In between marathon fapping sessions, Reese hit the gym with a vengeance. He lifted weights until his muscles screamed, sculpting his body into a rippling fuck machine. He chugged protein shakes laced with libido-enhancing supplements and exotic aphrodisiacs.
Before long, the physical transformation was undeniable. His soft, doughy frame had melted away, replaced by bulging biceps and rock-hard abs. His formerly above-average cock now hung heavy and thick between his legs, the purple head glistening with a constant sheen of pre-cum.
But it wasn't just his body that changed. Reese walked with a new swagger, his eyes glinting with predatory hunger. He radiated pure, unbridled virility, a primal aura of raw sexual energy. He was a finely tuned fuck-beast, and he wanted everyone to know it.
Reese made no effort to hide his carnal conditioning from his mother and sister. He left his bedroom door ajar when he jerked off, his animalistic groans echoing through the house. He "accidentally" left his porn stash loaded on the family computer, gigabytes of raunchy smut just begging to be discovered.
He strutted around the house in nothing but tight boxer briefs, his huge cock and balls obscenely outlined against the flimsy fabric. He took every opportunity to flex his newly jacked physique, stretching and preening like a peacock in heat.
Connie and Jamie tried to ignore Reese's lewd behavior at first, averting their eyes and biting their tongues. But as the weeks wore on, they found their gazes lingering on the tantalizing bulge in his briefs, their nipples tightening under their thin tank tops.
They started finding excuses to brush against him in the hallway, their lush bodies rubbing ever so slightly against his hard frame. They wore increasingly skimpy outfits around the house - booty shorts that showed the slightest peek of ass cheek, crop tops that exposed the tender undersides of their heavy breasts.
Reese drank in their surreptitious glances and "accidental" touches, his balls swelling with vindicated lust. He knew it was only a matter of time before their defenses crumbled completely. His mom and sister thought they could resist him? Ha. He would show them the folly of their ways.
Reese bided his time, letting the sexual tension build to a fever pitch. He jacked off with renewed fervor, the sloppy squish of his fist flying over his cock a near-constant soundtrack. He stained his sheets with great
gouts of glistening pre-cum, the musky scent of his arousal saturating the air.
One sweltering afternoon, Reese decided to up the ante. He waited until he heard his mother and sister splashing in the backyard pool, then stripped naked and slathered his muscular body in baby oil until he gleamed like a greased up fuck god.
Grabbing a bottle of suntan lotion, he sauntered out to the pool with his cock swaying heavily between his thighs. Jamie and Connie froze mid-splash, their eyes bulging as they took in the glorious sight of Reese's nude, oiled up form.
"Hey Mom, sis," he greeted them casually, as if he wasn't buck ass naked with his huge dick on full display. "Mind if I join you? It's hot as balls out here."
Without waiting for a response, Reese dove into the pool, his glistening muscles rippling as he cut through the water. He emerged directly between his shell-shocked relatives, slicking his hair back as rivulets of water cascaded down his ripped abs.
"Whoops, forgot my trunks," he said with a shrug, giving his semi-hard cock a stroke. "Oh well, we're all family here, right?"
Connie opened and closed her mouth like a landed fish, her eyes glued to her son's bobbing erection. Jamie made a strangled noise in the back of her throat, her nipples visibly hardening beneath her skimpy bikini top.
Reese suppressed a smirk, relishing their blatant arousal. He leisurely backstroked around the pool, making sure to give them an unobstructed view of his impressive package. When he reached the shallow end, he hoisted himself out of the water and stretched languidly.
"Hey Jamie, toss me that suntan lotion, will ya?" he called over his shoulder. "I don't want this monster cock getting sunburned."
Jamie fumbled for the bottle, her eyes never leaving Reese's bobbing tool. She lofted it to him with a shaky underhanded toss, watching slack-jawed as he slathered his dick and balls with the creamy lotion.
Connie made a choked sound as Reese began slowly stroking his greasy cock, fisting it from root to tip. "Mmmm, that's the stuff," he groaned, putting on a one-man show for his captive audience.
Pre-cum leaked steadily from his slit, dribbling down his shaft to mingle with the sunscreen. His low hanging balls jiggled heavily with each stroke, swollen with the cum he'd been saving up for weeks.
Reese beat his meat with an almost hypnotic rhythm, his eyes locked on his mother and sister's lust-drunk faces. He could practically feel the heat of their gazes zeroing in on his slick pumping fist, their cunts clenching in sync with his strokes.
Reese's cock was now truly a sight to behold, a throbbing pillar of virile flesh that commanded attention. The shaft had lengthened and thickened considerably from his ceaseless milking and supplement regimen, now an imposing nine inches of girthy, veiny meat. The bulbous head flared out obscenely, a glistening purple helmet leaking a steady stream of pre-cum.
His balls too had swollen to the size of ripe plums, churning audibly with backed-up spunk. They swayed heavily beneath his pistoning fist, pulled taut in their smoothly shaven sack. Each squeeze of his pumping hand sent a visible ripple through the cum-bloated orbs.
Connie and Jamie were utterly hypnotized by the erotic spectacle of Reese's newly enhanced manhood. They'd scoffed at his clumsy virgin baiting before, but now, faced with the throbbing reality of his hugely augmented cock, they were lost to pure animal lust.
The flimsy fabric of their bikini tops stretched obscenely over their suddenly rock-hard nipples, the engorged buds poking out like
gumdrops. Pebbled areolas tightened and crinkled as their massive tits swelled with arousal. Their pert nipples ached to be suckled, the sensitive flesh yearning for the abrasive rasp of Reese's stubble and tongue.
Down below, their bikini bottoms quickly dampened with a spreading patch of pussy nectar as their fat cunts clenched and fluttered. Swollen vulvas puffed out the fabric, the plump mounds lewdly camel-toed. Their juice-slick snatches burned empty and needy, desperate to be crammed full of rigid cock-meat.
Mother and daughter panted shallowly, inner thighs quivering and sticky with leaked arousal as they ogled Reese's pulsing erection. Their dilated pupils tracked a bead of pre-cum as it welled up from his tip and rolled down his frenulum, leaving a glistening trail.
Reese reveled in their wanton stares, stroking himself harder, faster. He grunted and growled like a rutting beast, putting on a filthy show.
"Reese, honey, maybe you should take that inside," Connie suggested, her voice strained. She tore her eyes away from her son's hypnotic stroking with visible effort. "It's not appropriate to...handle yourself so blatantly in front of your family."
"Yeah bro, go beat your meat in your room like a normal perv," Jamie snarked, though her breathy tone lacked any real bite. She couldn't quite manage to look away from Reese's pistoning fist, her cheeks flushed.
Reese just smirked, not breaking his rhythm. "What's the matter, sis? Afraid you might see something you like?" He punctuated his words with a lewd thrust of his hips, making his heavy cock and balls bounce obscenely.
Jamie scoffed, trying to play it cool even as her pussy clenched hungrily at the sight. "Please. As if I'm impressed by your sad virgin pecker. Congrats, you learned how to lift weights and yank your crank like every
other chump with an internet connection. Wake me when you actually know what to do with that thing."
Connie nodded, a hint of smug amusement playing across her lips. "Your sister's right, Reese. Getting in shape and perfecting your solo technique is all well and good, but it doesn't prove anything in terms of actual sexual prowess."
She gave a haughty sniff, pointedly ignoring the insistent throb of her nipples against her bikini top. "Maybe we'll be impressed when you've got a list of satisfied ladies singing your praises. Until then, you're all talk and no action, mister."
Reese's jaw clenched, a spark of anger mixing with his lust. He released his dripping cock, letting it slap up against his abs with an audible thwack. Stroking his shaft slowly, he fixed his mother and sister with a heated glare.
Jamie snickered meanly. "Let's see you actually put that penis to use on a living, breathing woman. Gym bunnies and Pornhub sluts don't count."
Reese's jaw clenched at their mockery, a muscle ticking in his chiseled cheek. But he refused to let their taunts break his stride. He knew it was all a front, a flimsy attempt to downplay how badly he'd rattled them.
He could smell their arousal, muskier than chlorine, wafting off their glistening bodies. He could see their diamond-hard nips and puffed-up pussies straining against scanty spandex, desperate for his touch. They could throw all the shade they wanted; their bodies told the real story.
But they were right about one thing: the true test of his sexual prowess would be his conquests.
Reese grinned wolfishly as a devious scheme took shape in his testosterone-fueled brain. His mother and sister wanted proof of his pussy-slaying skills? Oh, he'd give them proof, alright. And he knew just the ripe, vulnerable target to bag as his first trophy fuck.
Gran. His mom's incredibly-buxom, newly widowed mother. The O.G. MILF of the family.
At 64, Maureen was still a smoke-show, blessed with the same voluptuous curves and pretty face as her daughter. If anything, her mature figure was even more bodacious, her giant breasts and heart-shaped ass only ripening with age like a fine wine. Reese had spent many a family dinner struggling to hide his boner, surreptitiously ogling his granny's considerable assets as they strained against her snug sweaters and slacks.
And now, with his Grandad freshly in the ground, Maureen was the perfect mark. Lonely, grieving, and starved for masculine attention after years of lackluster fucking. The kind of desperate older broad who would cream herself over Reese's big college boy cock, so grateful for a thorough dicking that she'd sing his praises to anyone who'd listen - especially her catty daughter and granddaughter.
Just picturing his silver-haired granny sprawled out naked, her mammoth grandma tits flopping as he pounded her tight cunt, made Reese's prick throb urgently. He'd turn Maureen out like a spring break slut in Cancun, leaving no hole unfilled, no depraved act untried. By the time he was done with her, Gran would be his personal cock-sleeve, a cum-dumpster desperate to guzzle his jizz anytime, anywhere.
And Connie and Jamie? Those two smug cock teases would eat their words when they saw the ravenous gleam in Granny's eyes, heard her rhapsodize about the life-ruining power of Reese's magic stick. They'd be falling all over themselves to sample his fuck-boy charms, too horny to care about little things like incest or pride.
The next day, Reese showed up on his grandmother's doorstep bright and early, a Cheshire Cat grin on his face. Maureen greeted him with a wobbly smile, her eyes red-rimmed from crying.
"Reese, honey, thank you so much for coming over to help," she sniffled, ushering him inside. "I just don't know what to do with all of your Grandpa's things. It's too hard to go through them alone."
"No worries, Gran. I'm here for you, whatever you need," Reese assured her, letting his eyes rove appreciatively over her buxom form.
Maureen had thrown on a thin cotton sundress for his visit, the clingy fabric molding to her ripe curves. The scooped neckline displayed an almost indecent amount of creamy tit-cleavage, her massive J-cups straining against the worn material.
The dress was a size too small, highlighting every mouthwatering inch of her voluptuous figure. It rode high on her plump thighs as she walked, giving Reese tantalizing peeks of bare, jiggling ass-cheek. Her nipples poked out like bullets, advertising their turgid state.
"Lead the way, Gran," Reese said, voice husky. He followed her swaying hips down the hall, adjusting his stiffening cock. This was going to be even easier than he thought.
They spent the morning sorting through boxes of Grandad's old clothes and knickknacks. Well, Maureen sorted while Reese ogled, his gaze glued to her bobbing bosom and jiggling rump as she bent and reached.
He made a show of lifting the heavy boxes, flexing his muscles until his t-shirt strained. He "accidentally" bumped and brushed against Maureen at every turn, letting her feel his rock-hard physique and the thick, turgid meat of his cock.
"Whew, I'm getting sweaty," Reese announced after a particularly prolonged grind against her plush backside. He whipped off his shirt, revealing his glistening six-pack. "You don't mind, do you Gran?"
"N-not at all, dear," Maureen stammered, eyes round as saucers as she drank in his chiseled torso. Her hungry gaze lingered on the sizeable
bulge in his shorts. "My, you've certainly grown into a strapping young man, haven't you? I bet the ladies are beating down your door!"
Reese grinned, moving closer until Maureen was forced to tip her head back to maintain eye contact. "I do alright," he rumbled, letting his bulge brush her hip. "But I'm very...selective about who I share my body with. I need a woman with experience. Maturity. Someone who knows what she's doing between the sheets."
Maureen flushed, fanning herself dramatically. "Oh my, Reese. How very...discerning of you." She licked her lips, eyeing his muscular form with renewed interest. "You know, your grandfather and I used to have quite the active sex life back in the day. I knew my way around a man's body, that's for sure."
Her expression turned wistful, even as her nipples stiffened against her sundress. "Of course, the last few years were a challenge, with John's health declining. Towards the end, he just couldn't perform anymore, no matter how much I tried to entice him."
Maureen sighed, her heavy breasts heaving. "I have needs, you understand. Powerful, womanly urges that demand satisfaction. Why, I was forced to invest in a rather sizable prosthetic phallus just to quell the raging inferno in my loins! Even then, it was a poor substitute for a virile man's throbbing meat-wand."
She gazed up at Reese from beneath lowered lashes, her meaning clear. "I'd wear the batteries out on that contraption daily, sometimes three or four times. Can you imagine? A woman of my advanced age, still aching to be vigorously stuffed at all hours like an overly ripe turkey. It's positively indecent!"
Reese's cock surged in his shorts, tenting the fabric obscenely as his grandmother confessed her unquenched lust. He knew it was now or never. Leading Maureen over to the bed, he sat down beside her, the mattress dipping under their combined weight.
"Gran, I have to be honest with you," Reese began, his voice low and earnest. "The real reason I came over today wasn't just to help you sort through Grandad's things. It was to see you...and let you know that I'm here for you in ANY way you need."
He reached out to take her hand, his thumb tracing soothing circles on her soft skin. Maureen trembled at his touch, her breath quickening.
"Oh, Reese," she sighed, "you're such a sweet boy to be so concerned for your old grandma. But I couldn't possibly impose on you for...for THAT."
"It's not an imposition, Gran. I want to." Reese held her gaze, letting her see the genuine desire smoldering there. "I've always found you incredibly attractive. The most beautiful, sensual woman I've ever known. Well, you and mom that is. Let me show you how desirable you are."
Maureen's resistance was crumbling, the lonely ache between her thighs throbbing insistently. When was the last time a man had looked at her like that, with such raw hunger? Certainly not her doddering husband in his final impotent years.
Sensing her weakening resolve, Reese pressed on. "I know I'm young, Gran, and maybe not as experienced as you. But I'm eager to learn. To please you." His hand slid up her bare thigh, disappearing under the hem of her sundress. "I've been studying hard. Educating myself in the art of pleasuring a woman."
Maureen shivered, opening her legs just a fraction in tacit permission. "Studying, you say?" she breathed, captivated by his slow caress. "And just what have these studies entailed?"
Reese smirked, his fingertips grazing the damp panel of her granny panties. "Well, I've become very interested in the female anatomy. Particularly the clitoris and G-spot. I've learned all about the different
techniques to stimulate those pleasure points...with my fingers, my tongue... my cock."
He punctuated that last word with a thrust of his hips, grinding his rigid bulge against her plump thigh. Maureen whimpered.
"I've been practicing my oral skills too," Reese continued, his fingers now boldly massaging her cloth-covered mound. "Learning how to eat pussy like a starving man at a buffet. I can't wait to put my tongue to the test on a real woman."
Maureen's hips twitched into his touch, her resolve nearly gone. One more little push...
"You've done so much for me over the years, Gran," Reese murmured, dipping his head to nuzzle her throat. "Let me give back. Let me make you feel good. Worship this beautiful body like it deserves."
He nipped at her earlobe, his hot breath gusting over her sensitive skin. "Please, Gran. I wanna taste your pussy so badly. I want to make you cum on my face over and over."
Maureen shuddered violently, her swollen cunt clenching. The combination of Reese's filthy words and intimate touch short-circuited her last bit of propriety.
"Yes," she rasped, spreading her thighs wantonly. "Yes, Reese. Lick me. Eat me until I scream."
Reese growled in triumph, kneeling down between her legs and yanking her panties aside to expose her dripping slit. He let out a hungry grumble as he stared at the puffy outer flanges of her cunt and oversized clit-hood protruding out lewdly.
Maureen cried out as he dove in face-first, his hot tongue immediately homing in on her throbbing clit.
He worked his way under her clitoral foreskin and lapped at the fat tender bud eagerly, just like he'd seen in all those "How to Eat Pussy Like a Champ" videos. He alternated between flicking the tip of his tongue rapidly against her clit and taking the whole thing in his mouth to suckle greedily.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck yes, eat that clit!" Maureen wailed, humping her grandson's face shamelessly, smearing her fragrant secretions all over him. Her sundress was bunched up around her waist now, her meaty bare ass jiggling as she writhed on his mouth.
Reese groaned into her folds, loving the tangy taste of her overripe cunt. Her heady sexual aroma filled his lungs so strong he could taste it. The boy pointed his tongue and fucked it in and out of her twitching hole, slurping up her fragrant juices. He hadn't been lying - he really had spent hours studying pussy eating techniques in preparation for this very moment.