28 comments/ 310590 views/ 123 favorites Creampie Revenge By: whatnow221 Suzanne Bradley couldn't wait to get home. She had just returned from visiting New Orleans. She was attending an event hosted by her foundation, establishing a fund to reward good students without means with scholarships. The Anthony A. Bradley Foundation was founded by its namesake, Suzanne's wealthy father, through his will, and Suzanne had been the executive director of the foundation since its creation. She enjoyed running the foundation, and worked hard to make sure that the money went to worthy causes. Suzanne sat in the back of a black car that picked her up at the airport. She drank from a bottle of mineral water, nursing a pretty significant headache. "Hey Lu, remind me never to drink like that before a flight ever again. That was brutal." Suzanne spoke to her assistant and best friend, LuAnn. "Tell me about it. I nearly puked," LuAnn groaned. She was splayed across the seat and leaning against the window. Suzanne noticed that LuAnn's skirt rode up her well-toned legs almost enough to see to her panties. Seeing LuAnn's gorgeous legs reminded Suzanne of last night, which they spent in the French Quarter. LuAnn had always been a wild partier, and that fact had not changed even as the two of them had entered their mid-40s. It was just getting a lot harder to recover. Suzy recalled how LuAnn had teased a bunch of college kids at one nightspot. And just before they left LuAnn had given the youngsters a quick flash of her bountiful tits. Lu's breasts were certainly wonderful. They were full, with just a little sag, and with plump, light pink nipples that still pointed straight ahead. LuAnn was more wild than Suzy, but she was a loyal wife to her husband. Flashing those boys was the furthest that Suzy had ever seen LuAnn go in the direction of infidelity, with men, that is. Of course, Suzy and LuAnn had been secret lovers since they were 18 years old. In fact, Suzy knew very well that all of LuAnn's teasing other men when they went out was actually intended for Suzy's own entertainment and benefit. Each time they went out, they invariably ended the evening between each other's legs, nibbling and sucking each other's pussies. Last night was of course no different. Once they returned their hotel, LuAnn undressed her best friend, kissed her all over, then planted her pussy on her friend's face and rode her wiggling tongue until the early morning. Uncharacteristically, after LuAnn's pussy was satisfied she quickly passed out from the excessive consumption of alcohol. Suzy didn't mind too much -- she knew that her friend was always willing to return the favor. But Suzy now wished that she had achieved some release last night. They had awoken late, and needed to rush to the airport to catch their flight. As a result, despite her hangover LuAnn's pussy was still electrically charged. The car stopped in the turnaround in front of Suzy's very large home, the Bradley family mansion, which was set off from any other houses by nearly 160 acres of well-manicured grounds. Due to the tinted windows of the car, Suzy risked nothing by sliding over to Lu and kissing her deeply. LuAnn's soft lips and tongue released another wave of moisture in Suzy's vagina. She was very aware of the slickness of her pussy as she exited the car, and entered the house, followed by the chauffeur with her luggage. The chauffeur dropped off the luggage and returned to the car to deliver LuAnn to her home, leaving Suzy in the vast house. The mansion was still quiet, as it was still only ten o'clock in the morning. Suzy was sure her husband, John, was still in bed. He liked to sleep in on Saturdays. Sometimes her son Anthony would wake up early to exercise, but she saw no sign of him either. Suzy was glad they had caught the early flight. She wanted to find her husband still in bed, hopefully with that deliciously reliable boner which he called "morning wood." Suzanne pushed open the bedroom window and smiled, seeing that John was still asleep under their bedspread. He was still a very attractive man, at 46. His bare chest was exposed, as well as his thick, well-muscled arms. Quietly, Suzanne stripped out of her business suit. She looked in the mirror, clad in only her sheer underwear. Not bad, she had to admit. She easily kept up with LuAnn and John in the middle-aged looks department. She had always been considered pretty. She has the high cheekbones and full lips and striking green eyes. She wasn't what you would call drop-dead gorgeous, but she was certainly attractive. Suzy didn't have large breasts, but they were enough -- just a bit more than a handful. They maintained their shape wonderfully, still nearly as perky as when she was a teenager. Her nipples prominently capped the shallow swell of her breasts, proudly visible through the flimsy material of her bra. She unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside, and stepped out of her panties revealing her pussy, framed by her pubic hair, neatly trimmed of course. She dipped a digit into her pussy to verify what she already knew -- that she was sopping wet, and very ready for a morning romp with John. John was a deep sleeper, and was not yet aware of his wife's presence. She stealthily slid under the covers beside him and reached down to his cock. She was surprised to find that he was totally naked. It wasn't unheard of for John to sleep in the nude, but usually that was only after they had sex. He typically wore at least a pair of boxers to bed. Still, it didn't trouble her as she wrapped her fingers slowly around his hard cock. With his cock in hand, Suzy paused. Something felt different, but she wasn't sure what it was. She was hungover and sleep-deprived, and very horny, but through the haze she knew something was a little off. Nevertheless, she continued with her plan, and submerged under the covers. She kiss the head of John's cock and ran her tongue over the slit. The feeling of uneasiness intensified. As she slid her mouth down her husband's shaft, her mind flashed to the last night, eating out her friend's pussy. As his pubes first began to tickle her nose, she finally realized what was wrong: her husband's cock smelled like pussy! The details began to fit together, while his cock was lodged in her throat: the slight crustiness of his slit was clearly dried ejaculate, the mustiness of the base of his cock was clearly the scent of another woman, and he wasn't wearing any boxers. John had just been with another woman! It was all Suzy could do to refrain from chomping down on his cock in anger. Instead, with a grunt of disgust and anger she slid up and off of his cock and threw the covers off of the bed. Now awake, her husband blinked in comprehension, and said "Kate?". "WHO THE FUCK IS KATE?" Suzanne roared, standing over her husband now, face and chest flushed with anger. "Umm, she, uh," John mumbled. He sat up quickly and got his bearings. He was under the impression that Suzy would be away for the whole weekend. He had spent the night being lewdly pleasured by a 19 year old girl he ran into at the market. Just as his senses returned, they quickly were scattered once again, as Suzy's open hand slapped viciously against his right cheek. The violent sound of the slap brought a naked co-ed screaming from the closet. Her blonde hair was mussed, and her tits were flailing as she tried to escape the scene of domestic conflict. Her naked ass and shaved pussy ran straight for the door and down the stairs. "Get out," Suzy commanded John. "And take your whore out of my house." John perceived the dangerous tone of his wife's voice and quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt. He also grabbed for the pink halter top and cutoffs that were piled next to his clothes on his side of the bed. As he headed to the door he mumbled, "I'm, I'm sorry, Suz." "Fuck you," she snapped in reply. She then listened as he gathered the blonde floozy and exited to the garage. Suzanne did not know where he would go, and she didn't really give a shit. All of this was hers. He could go live in the bitch's dorm room for all she cared. After all of the commotion, Suzanne's adrenalin drained away, leaving her with a headache and extremely tired. She recoiled at the thought of sleeping in the bed before changing the sheets. But her exhaustion prevailed. She curled up in the covers, and fell asleep. Several hours later, Suzanne woke up, her hangover had abated, but her fury at her husband had not. How dare he? In her own goddamned bed? With some slut that couldn't be much older than their 18 year old son? It made her even angrier to think of the posh life she provided for her husband. He didn't have to work, and he had access to any and every luxury a man could want. Was she not good enough as a lover? She couldn't ever remember turning him away for sex. She loved giving him blowjobs and even allowed him to put it in her butt on the special occasion, even though it was not her favorite activity. And how does he repay her? By causing her to suck the remnants of someone else's cunt off his cock? She was furious! These questions and more bounced through her mind as she changed the sheets on the bed, showered and got dressed in comfortable weekend clothes -- a long-sleeved t-shirt and her favorite jeans. Then she went down to the kitchen to eat some breakfast. She felt better physically but needed to let off some steam, so she called LuAnn. After Suzy finished the story, LuAnn laughed. Initially, Suzy was surprised by the reaction, but it soon dawned on her that the story was actually amusing. The surprise taste of pussy on her husband's cock and the naked screaming co-ed were pretty funny. But LuAnn added another element to it. "After all," LuAnn said, "not like you haven't had your share of pussy too." Suzanne grinned. It was interesting how easily she discounted having sex with Lu. It had been going on for so long, and seemed so natural, that she didn't consider it cheating. But it was, technically, no different that John's extramarital pussy, she supposed. "Was she hot?" LuAnn pressed. Suzanne felt the jealous anger rise again as she thought about the gorgeous blonde that fell out of her closet. "Yes. She was beautiful." "Even better looking than me?" LuAnn asked, querulously. Suzy mentally compared the two. The blond girl was certainly beautiful, but Suzy would never trade her friend's sexy, seasoned body for some inexperienced teenager. "Obviously," Suzy teased. "Most girls are." "Hmph. Well then, no more crying on this broad's ugly shoulder," Lu rejoined jokingly. "But seriously, don't blow this out of proportion. John will come back. And if you want, you'll accept his apology and put him back in his place. And life will go on. Its not like he's gonna give up his hot sugar momma from some college girl." "I know. But just what place do you recommend for a cheating, ungrateful jackass of a husband?" "Oh, that's easy honey. Between your legs!" With that, they laughed together and hung up. Lu was wonderful at cheering Suzy up. And frankly, Lu's advice didn't sound at all bad right now. Her unquenched libido was beginning to reassert herself. With a bit of a pout, Suzy wondered if Lu even knew that she left Suzy unsatisfied last night, or if she was too drunk to remember. Suzy thought about asking Lu to come by and make up for it, but she knew Lu had her own family to get back to. Plus, she didn't want her son Tony to accidentally walk in on them. For these reasons, the liaisons between Suzy and Lu typically only occurred on business trips for the foundation. Nope, thought Suzy, I'm gonna need to rub one out all by myself. But before she addressed her sexual needs, she decided to go check on her son. The Bradley mansion was immense. And her son's room was in an entirely separate wing of the house. So Suzy assumed that the morning's events were not witnessed by Tony. Nevertheless, they were loud, so he very well could have heard something, if he was in the kitchen or something. As she made her way through the halls, Suzy could feel herself getting horny again. Once she got primed, she needed release. And she couldn't wait to get back to her bedroom, get out her vibrator and frig herself to satisfaction. She was concentrating on the pleasurable sensation of her pussy as she clenched its muscles while she walked. So Suzy's mind was elsewhere when she pushed open Tony's door and walked in without knocking. What she saw surprised her. Tony sat on his couch with headphones on. On his enormous television, a woman was going down on another woman. Tony's hand was wrapped around his cock, jacking himself furiously. He was totally unaware of his mother, presumably because the headphones were blaring the sounds of lesbian sex into his ears. He had grown accustomed to privacy in this big house, it seemed. Suzanne stood there and watched for a moment. Her son had a nice-sized cock, but she almost winced at the brutality of his masturbation. His hand was flying up and down, and if his cock wasn't supremely stiff, she reasoned, the force of his hand would surely break it in half. His eyes were glued to the television screen as the porn star sucked greedily on the clitoris in front of her. Suzanne had to admit it was pretty hot. She let herself stare at her son's cock for just another brief moment, before she turned and left. Tony caught the movement of the door out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head just in time to see the unmistakable brown hair of his mother as she turned to leave. His heart sank as he looked at the screen and saw the high-definition pussy-eating in front of him. As he imagined his mother seeing him masturbate, he felt shame. He dropped his hand from his hard cock and flicked off the tv. Meanwhile, Suzy was on fire. By the time she returned to her bedroom she wanted only to have something hard in her cunt. Assuming that her son was "otherwise occupied" she didn't even think to shut her door all the way. She peeled off her jeans and went into her closet to retrieve a purple vibrator. In no time her legs were spread wide and the vibrator was deep in her clasping cunt. She turned the level to high and buried it deep, holding it there. Within seconds, she squealed in orgasm. After orgasm, her pussy became sensitive and she had to remove the intense vibration from her cunt. She let out a final gasp as she pulled the vibrator from her cunt. Simultaneously, she opened her eyes, and saw her son in the doorway! For a moment, they were frozen. She stared at him. He stared at her cunt. Her cunt was still adjusting to the absence of the vibrator, and was gaping directly at her son. Her lips glistened with her natural sex lubricant, as did the vibrator which still buzzed in her hand. Suzy started to speak, but her voice got caught in her throat. The attempted utterance snapped Tony out of his trance and he moved his eyes to meet hers before he tore himself away from the scene in front of him and retreated. Tony was nearly hyperventilating by the time he got to his room. He had just seen his mother's pussy. And he loved what he saw. His arousal, combined with his mother's wanton act, changed something in him. She was no longer just his mom. She was a sexual being. His penis was as stiff as ever. He felt as if touching it would immediately cause him to explode. But he didn't even think to start masturbating, as he struggled to grasp what he was feeling for his mother. He sat down on his couch, and he let his thoughts about his mother solidify in his mind. He always knew she was an attractive woman. But now he saw her pussy, spread and pink and wet with arousal, shoving her plastic toy into her cunt. The lewd image offset everything about how he previously viewed his mom. Suzy, meanwhile, cursed aloud. She couldn't believe the events of the day. She'd caught her husband fucking around, seen her son masturbate, and then he'd seen her do the same. Even worse, she was as horny as ever. Deviously, she let the vibrator buzz against her vaginal lips and clitoris, as she thought through her situation. She wanted very badly to continue to pleasure herself. But the rational part of her brain told her that she should go clear the air with her son. What could the poor boy be thinking? What if he had witnessed the scene earlier this morning with the naked bimbo and her slapping John? If she was thrown for a loop, she couldn't even imagine what her 18 year old son was feeling. She resolved to stop masturbating and go speak with her son. But it wasn't that easy. She was fighting against lust. The perverse part of her psyche caused her to dip the vibrator deep into her cunt, and she involuntarily moaned. She frigged herself with the vibrator, moving in and out, until she orgasmed once more, her pussy spasming uncontrollably. Taking advantage of the post-orgasmic reprieve from levels of lust that she didn't know existed, she got off the bed and put back on her pants. She grinned at the fact that she never even took her shirt off before sticking her vibe in her cunny. In the mirror she saw her nipples poking through the thin material of her t-shirt. As she headed out of the room to speak with her son, she wondered if her engorged nipples would be inappropriate. But she decided that he had already seen her enflamed pussy, so it would be silly to worry about her nipples being visible at this point. Suzy knocked on her son's door. He came to greet her at the door, and let her in. To Suzy, Tony had an unfamiliar look on his face. His look was superficially calm, but Suzy could tell that he was repressing some feelings. Suzy was not surprised. Any boy that sees his mom's aroused cunt certainly has some issues to work through. His eyes immediately dropped to her breasts. Her perky nipples poked straight through her bra and shirt, and by the looks of things, Tony liked what he saw. His pants tented obviously through his own jeans. "May I come in?" "Oh. Umm. Sure, come on in." Suzy moved into her son's vast room. They had knocked down several walls to create this space for Tony. It was more like a loft apartment than a room. She walked across the room to his bed and sat down. She patted the spot next to her, beckoning him to sit down. "How are you doing, honey?" she asked. She tried to use comforting tones because she had no idea what sort of trauma he was suffering from the day's events. "Umm. Good. I guess." "I guess you saw me in an, umm, vulnerable position, just now." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I saw that you had, umm, come by, and I felt, umm, embarrassed, so I came to find you." Suzy laughed. It relieved some of the tension. "I didn't know you saw me walk in on you. I guess we both were, umm, caught in the act, so to speak," she said. Tony smiled, but it was still a sheepish smile. "I just wanted to come by and make sure everything was ok with you, honey. You know, its not every day that you see your mother masturbating. I imagine it was quite a surprise." "Umm, thanks, mom. I was pretty surprised. I'm sorry that you saw me, umm, masturbating, too." "Honey, there is nothing wrong with masturbating. It is perfectly natural for someone your age, with sexual urges." Tony didn't know what to say so he stayed silent. Suzy continued, not entirely sure where she was going. "Everyone has urges. Even me. But I guess that's obvious." Suzy realized she was rambling, but she didn't know how to stop. The only way to fill the awkward silence seemed to be with more words. "When I was your age I masturbated all of the time. I would rub myself to sleep, and then again when I woke up in the morning." Tony's cock visibly jumped in his jeans. His mouth hung open, as his mother divulged details of her masturbatory history. "I'm sorry. You don't need to hear all that about your old mother. I just want you to know that it's fine. I mean, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Creampie Revenge "Umm, thanks mom," Tony said, as he dropped his eyes. His cock felt amazing. He feared that any movement might cause him to orgasm right there, sitting next to his mother. "Honey, I was just wondering, did you hear anything this morning, when I got back from my trip?" Tony felt fear rush over him. He wondered if his mom knew about the girl that his father had kept at the house over the last week. His father tried to keep the fact a secret, but he did a bad job. This wasn't the first of his father's romances that Tony was aware of. Suzanne saw the apprehension pass over his face. "Umm, no mom. I, umm, don't think so." The answer did a poor job of concealing that Tony did, after all, know something. "Oh really? You didn't hear your father? Or maybe someone else?" Tony realized it was hopeless trying to keep the fact from his mom. He had kept his knowledge a secret because he didn't want the family to split up. He believed that his father did love his mother, but that he was just giving in to temptation. But at this point, the cat was out of the bag. "I know she was here mom," Tony said, sounding defeated. Suzy felt her anger rise. "How long was she here, honey?" "Since you left." This fucker had flaunted his daliances in front of their son? Suzy was becoming downright furious. But not at her son. At her piece of shit husband. Tony could see his mother was trying to tamp down her anger. He didn't know what to say, but he felt like he had to say something. "She's just a stupid college girl, mom. You're much prettier than her, in my opinion." Suzy's heart melted at her son's attempts to make her feel better. She imagined her son hiding in his room while her asshole husband flaunted the fact that he was fucking girls that were her son's age. She wondered if her son watched porn and was wishing that he could have a shot at some of the pussy that John kept on the other side of the house. She looked at his crotch. A stain that could only be precum wet the front of his jeans. She felt bad that he was so horny, and he didn't have a girl to satisfy him. She moved towards her son and gave him a hug. She held it for a few beats, feeling good about the comfort her son provided. She felt her son breathe in deeply, clearly savoring the scent of her hair. She could sense his appreciation of her not just as his mother, but as a woman. She could tell from the way he spoke to her that he thought his father was an idiot for messing around on her. As they pulled away from each other, Tony's eyes connected with his mother's. The lust was undeniable. In that moment, Suzy decided that there was only one man in her family that was worthy of her body. It was not John. With her goal clear, she relaxed. This was going to be fun. "That's kind of you to say, honey. But I know I must be an old lady in your eyes." As she said that, she stood up and walked towards her son's collection of weights in the corner. She intentionally shifted her hips, evincing something very sexual, very much not like an old lady. "No way mom. You look young," Tony paused. His eyes were glued to his mother's tight ass, as it swayed while she walked. "I mean, dad's not an old man to the girls he brings home." He said this last bit with some passion. "Girls?" Suzy reacted, turning abruptly. She hadn't considered that there was more than one. But after hearing it, she realized that she was being naïve. What were the odds that she caught him fucking the first girl he ever messed around with? "Umm, yah. He's had others." "Tony, does he bring home a different woman every time I go away on business?" "Well, yes. I mean, yes there's always a woman. But sometimes it's a repeat." Suzy tried to repress her rage. She had to stop dwelling on her husband, and start her revenge. "Oh," she said, but without any feeling. She wanted Tony to know she wasn't going to dwell on her husband. "Well, were any of the others as pretty as your mother?" she asked fetchingly. "No mom. You're prettier, and smarter, than all of them put together. He's a retard for cheating on you." "Why thank you, honey. That's sweet of you to say." Suzy bent to kiss her son lightly on the lips. She held her lips against her son's for longer than normal. Tony's heartrate skyrocketed. Suzy looked at her son's exercise equipment. "What's this for?" Suzy asked, and sat down on the bench press. "Umm, you lay down on that when you lift weights." "Ok. Can I try?" "Sure," Tony said, but he knew he would have to remove most of the weight. Tony had long been lifting, but he was sure his mother was foreign to weight training. She was a slim woman. "This is just gonna get in the way," Suzy said, while Tony was removing the weights. When Tony looked up, his mother had removed her shirt. She was wearing only a bra. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was. He skin was fair and totally free of blemishes. She had pretty facial features, and her hair shone, even in the bad fluorescent light of his room. Her bra was sheer black lace. He could make out the details of her breasts through the fabric. He liked what he saw. "So what do I do?" "Well, you lay down here, and then push up on the weights, like this," Tony demonstrated. "What if I drop it?" "Well, I'll be your spotter. I'll stand here, behind you. I I'll grab it if you lose hold of it." As she lay down on the bench, Tony positioned himself at her head, to spot. His cock made an enormous bulge in his jeans, and Suzy was staring directly at his crotch. Suzy saw the ever-expanding circle of pre-cum on her son's jeans. "You certainly are a spotter," she said, teasingly, as the reached out and touched the spot of precum on her son's jeans. His mom's light tap on the head of his cock sent ripples of pleasure through Tony's whole body. He nearly came right then. "Are you ready?" He helped her position the twenty pounds of weight, and lower it. As her arms moved down, her chest thrust upwards. Suzy was surprised her hard pink nipples didn't bust straight through the fabric as she lowered and raised the relatively light set of weights. "This is just getting in my way," she said, as she unclasped her bra. She revealed her beautiful breasts. The nipples were turgid. To continue with the pretense of exercise, Suzy lay down again and did a few reps with the weights. Her son's eyes were locked on her jiggling tits. Her eyes were locked on his pulsing cock. "That was fun! Thanks for teaching me that. I may have to come over and do some more exercises some time. Maybe I should bring better clothes to exercise in," she said. "Or maybe not." Next, Suzy headed towards the television. The dvd was still on, but was stopped. She pressed the play button and flipped on the power for the tv. They were confronted with the image of two beautiful brunette women kissing. This was high quality lesbian porn. Their kisses were both passionate and believable, and their hands were tracing each other's curves. "This turns you on, doesn't it Tony?" "Yes." "Tony, come over here. I have a question for you." Tony approached the couch in front of the tv, where his mother sat topless. "Tony, you know I walked in on you earlier today. What did you do after that happened?" "I, ummm, well, I felt embarrassed." "Tony, you know there's nothing wrong with masturbating. You don't need to feel embarrassed." "I know. But I couldn't keep going after you saw me. It just didn't feel right." "Do you still have that feeling now, honey? Are you ashamed that I saw you?" "No mom. Not any more. After all, I saw you too." "Good, honey. I don't want my presence to make you feel uncomfortable." As she said this, she put her hand on his thigh, inches from his cock. The women on the dvd had now disrobed, and were rubbing their hands over each other as they made out. "You looked like you were pretty far along when I, umm, visited." Suzy asked. "Umm, yah." "So you were just about to cum when I walked in on you, honey? Is that right?" "Yes." "And then you had to stop because your mother saw you." "Yes, I stopped." "Then you saw my pussy, after I had an orgasm.You could see that, right honey? How my pussy was all wet and aroused?" "Yes." "And now, you can see my breasts. My nipples are very hard right now. Can you tell?" "Yes, I can tell. They've been hard since you came to my room." "I thought you might have noticed that, honey. Do you know why a woman's nipples get hard, Tony?" "Because you are aroused, right?" "That's right honey. Just like that woman in your movie," said Suzy, gesturing to the video screen. One woman was now sucking on the other woman's breasts. "I've been aroused ever since I stopped masturbating to come check on you. Do you know what hard nipples feel like Tony?" "No," Tony said truthfully. On the video, one woman put two fingers in another woman's pussy and spread its lips far apart, exposing the juicy pink interior. Suzy reached for his hand and guided it to her breast. Tony moaned out loud at the soft feel of his mother's breasts. His mind was reeling. Suzy moved closer to her son, and he cupped each of her breasts in one of his hands. Suzy moved her mouth to his ear. She whispered, "mommy's gonna make you feel good, baby" and then sucked gently on his earlobe. In response, Suzy felt his hands grasp more tightly on her breasts and he moaned. Suzy moved her lips to her son's lips and gently kissed the corners of his mouth. Then she moved her mouth over his and explored his mouth with her tongue. He responded in kind, and they swirled their tongues through each other's mouths for several minutes, gently treasuring the thrill of their forbidden kisses. The kiss would have gone on much longer, but in these tender moments, Suzy became annoyed at the crass pornography playing behind them. She turned off the tv and took her son's hands and led him out of the room. She wanted to take her son to her bed, to reclaim it from her husband's infidelities. When they reached the master bedroom, Suzy told Tony to sit, while she lit some candles. It set the right mood. Then she undressed her son. His cock was still hard. "John, are you ready to have sex with mommy?" "Umm, yes. I think so." "I'm sure that's right Tony. After all, your penis is quite hard. And my vagina is certainly aroused enough for you to slide your penis into it. But it's important that you learn good skills for having sex with a woman. Do you know what foreplay is?" "Yes. It's like warm-ups. It gets you ready for sex." "Very good. What sort of things do you think work well as foreplay?" "Kissing?" "Yes, of course." Suzy then leaned in to her son, and they kissed passionately. After a few minutes, Tony's hands started to move over his mother's body. "What are you doing now?" "Touching you?" "Yes, that is a very good strategy for foreplay. Women love the feeling of hands running over their skin, even more than men do. Why don't you practice touching my skin some more while you take mommy's clothes off?" Suzy was topless, but her jeans were still on. Tony impressed her with his restraint. He did not rush to rip off her jeans, as she might have expected. First, he massaged her torso thoroughly with his hands, returning again and again to her sensitive breasts. When he unbuttoned her pants, he pulled them off slowly, leaving her panties in place. After removing the pants, he worked his hands over every inch of her feet and legs. Suzy was proud of her son's attentiveness. He naturally knew how to work both the skin and the underlying muscles with his strong hands. She was in heaven. Soon his hands found his way up to the juncture of her legs. He dragged his fingers ever so close to her pussy, massaging her inner thighs. The gusset of her panties was soaked through. Finally, he pulled her panties from her body, revealing a pussy in full erotic bloom. Every part of her felt alive under the touch of her preternaturally talented lover, her son. "Wow," she gasped. "You did a VERY good job at foreplay, honey. Do you see how wet you made mommy's pussy?" "Thanks mom. I love touching your body, so its easy to do foreplay." Tony's eyes went to his mother's vagina, and both of them knew what was next. "Tony, are you going to eat mommy's vagina?" Tony didn't need to answer, because he was already doing so. The impressive reseerve he demonstrated while undressing his mother gave way to more outright enthusiasm as he tongue-lashed his mother's pussy. He had frequently dreamed of unfettered access to vagina, while watching his lesbian porn. Now, given the opportunity, he couldn't contain his delight. His tongue flowed up and down his mom's outer lips, dallied over her clitoris teasingly, and then plunged deep into her inner sanctum. She responded with a steady flow of her delicately scented love juices. She also periodically bucked her hips against his mouth, and groaned encouragements to her lover telling him where to lick and suck and moaning out when he hit the spot. Gradually, he spent less time teasing and more time with his mouth clamped securely over her clit, simultaneously sucking and tonguing her sensitive nub. He strayed from her clit only to lick deeply at her vaginal canal, before returning to her clitoris. Soon, Suzy's legs bucked and bucked and she screamed out incoherent gutteral noises, orgasming on her son's face. Tony continued to gently lick and suck his mother's genitals, although much more gently, as she came down from her momentous orgasm. She reached down and pulled his face to her own. She giggled at the sight of the sheen on her's son's face, and when she pulled him to her she licked her orgasmic discharge from her son's lips and chin. "That. Was. Incredible." She huffed, still breathing heavily from her orgasm. "You are some kind of pussy-licker, son." "It was my pleasure mom. Literally. I loved it." "Well, we may have to see about giving you more access in the future. But for right now, honey, I sense that something else might also be your pleasure." As she said this, her hand wrapped around his cock and gently squeezed. "This time, I'm going to do the work. Just lay back and enjoy the view." Suzy rolled her son onto his back. She pulled her head to his cock and licked at the sensitive spot near his slit. She bathed her son's cock with her tongue, but did not give him a full-on blowjob. She wanted him in her pussy. So she straddled his hips with her own and positioned his cock at her hole. Slowly, she descended. Tony was beyond pleasure. In the dim candle light, his mother appeared other-worldly beautiful, her searing-hot pussy slowly engulfing his cock. He felt the wonderful pressure of her walls as they squeezed tightly against his rigid pole. And when she finally took all of him inside of her, she stayed there, completely capturing his manhood in her woman's grasp. She bent forward and sensuously kissed her son. Then she started to rock up and down. Slowly at first, her breasts softly undulating with the movement. Then she picked up pace. Her breasts became a chaotic jiggle, as her powerful thighs and hips pistoned up and down on her son. And then, after a few moments of Suzy exerting herself, Tony could no longer take it. As his mother raised up on his dick, he started to thrust. Their pelvises thrust audibly against each other, the impact pushing Tony even deeper into his mother's recesses, and sending a jolt of electricity from her clitoris to all parts of her body. Tony could feel his come rising, and his thrusts became all the more insistent, their hips meeting with a smack as they pounded into each other. Suzy saw her son's face contort and then felt his cock jerk into her cunt, spewing its hot fluid into her. She stopped humping him in favor of sitting on his cock while he spent his load inside of her. She was surprised at how many times she felt his penis spasm (at least ten times, she thought), and she wondered just how much of her son's sperm she now harbored in her quim. The thought sent tingles through her body. She liked the idea of being filled with her darling son's seed. She stayed kneeling over her son, running her hands over his chiseled chest, waiting for his cock to soften. After a few minutes, she realized, that this was a teenage cock, and teenage cock's don't really soften when they are buried in pussy. Especially the pussy of an attractive, caring mother. "You're still hard, baby." "Yeah mom. Can we do that again?" She gasped. "Of course! I would like nothing more, honey. I'm just a little surprised you are so, umm, resilient." "Its your pussy mom. It makes me, umm, resilient. I'm not sure my cock would ever go soft around you!" "That is fine by me, dear. Just fine. But this time, you're gonna be on top. I just don't want to have you leave my pussy, baby. So, we're gonna roll over together, ok?" She squeezed her knees against her son's body and they executed the flip perfectly, with his cock still deeply buried in her hot quim, but now him on top. They kissed for a while as Tony slowly rocked in and out of his mom. After some time gently fucking, Tony began to move in and out of her in earnest, but with nowhere near the ferocity of their earlier coupling. Just then, with son thrusting deep into mother, impaling her with his cock, the phone rang. A thrill went through Suzy, perhaps sensing who was on the other line. The possibility that she might speak to John while fucking his son caused her to reach to the desk and pick up her cell. "Hello." She heard him take a deep breath on the other line, and knew it was John, preparing an apology. "Suzy, I'm sorry." "Fuck you," she said sharply. "You fucked her in our bed." Hearing this, Tony stopped fucking, and looked at his mother. She smiled sweetly, and gave him a wink. With an encouraging squeeze of her thighs, and thrust of her pelvis, she made clear that she wanted him to continue fucking her, while she made John grovel. Tony liked the idea. His dad had fucked around on his mom, invited homewreckers into the mansion whenever he got a chance, and basically ignored Tony. Now Tony had his mother's love, in the most intense possible way, while John pathetically begged to not be stripped of the privileged existence that he took so much for granted. Tony liked the idea so much that he started to fuck his mother more firmly, driving his cock hard into her quim. With each thrust, his mother's voice was interrupted briefly, her breath fluctuating slightly from the force of her son's fucking. "How is saying sorry, supposed to, make up for it?" Suzy asked. She wondered if he could tell she was getting fucked from the sound of her voice. She realized she didn't care. "I love you. I just made a mistake." "One, mistake? Is that, all?" "Yes, baby. It was just this time. I don't know what came over me." Hearing her husband lie to her made it even sweeter for Suzy to close her eyes and revel in the sensation of her son's big cock deliciously ramming her pussy. "I, don't believe, it. I caught you, the one and only, time that you cheated?" "Ok, you're right. I'm sorry. I took you for granted. But you mean so much to me. I can't lose you baby, I can't." "Do, you actually, think I, believe that, you want me, back and not just, my money?" Her voice now expressed her anger. But John also detected something strange in her voice that he couldn't put his finger on. He supposed that she must be so furious that she couldn't even control the modulation of her voice. Tony was actually impressed with his mother's ability to concentrate. She sounded a little bit weird, but the vigor and force with which she spoke was impressive. Her aptitude at talking-while-fucking made Tony want to push the envelope even further, fucking her even harder. Creampie Revenge "I don't care about the money. I just want you back." "I don't, believe you." She let him hang there for a moment. Let him suffer, thought Suzy. Meanwhile, Suzy was in ecstasy. "How can I make it up to you? How can I win you back? I'm willing to do anything. I am." "Hmm," Suzy paused. Although she prided herself on her ability to think under pressure, her son's frenzied pounding was testing her abilities. "Let, me, think." "I'll do anything." "Fine. You, can, come, back." Suzy felt her orgasm rushing towards her and it made her feel powerful. She pressed mute on the phone and screamed out in pleasure, as her pussy quivered and spasmed around her son's cock. "Oh that's great, honey, thank you so much. I'll make everything right," said John, but Suzy wasn't listening. Her head was thrown back in pleasure as her whole body quaked. "Honey? Are you there?" Suzy pressed the mute button again. Her son was still pounding into her, but she had regained her composure. With a slightly menacing tone, she said, "Just know, dear John. You are, in the shithouse." "I know. I'll make it up to you, I promise." "You say that now. But you, may not be up to it. Things, are gonna be quite different, when you come back." "Umm. Ok. I'll be home soon." Suzy hung up the phone and looked at her son, who was apparently close to orgasm. She bent her knees and spread them wide. She put her arms on her son's back and willed him to fuck her as hard as he could. Tony buried his face in her neck as he once again spewed forth in his mom's cunny. Suzy simply hugged her son's heaving body against her breast, and smiled as she accepted his seed. After a few moments, Tony's cock actually did soften perceptibly, but was still hard enough to stay plugged in her pussy. "Tony honey, that was wonderful. I don't believe I've ever had such good sex. And, believe me, it won't be the last time." "But what about dad?" asked Tony. "You might have heard that I invited your father back home. To tell you the truth, I am not sure how this will work out. I'm going to ask you to leave me now and go to your room. I have some things to deal with, and I think it would be better if you weren't here." Tony clearly didn't want to leave. But he obeyed his mother. His cock slipped from her pussy and he rolled off of the soiled bed. His semi-hard cock bobbing in front of him, he leaned to kiss Suzy before leaving the room. Suzy stayed in bed, deep in thought. Five minutes later, she heard the telltale crunch of her husband's Mercedes on the gravel turnaround. He parked in front of the house. Suzy got up and put on a robe, but nothing else. She felt a blob of semen inch down her inner thigh. She let it be. Suzy heard her husband's steps on the stairs, approaching landing in front of the master bedroom. She folded her arms on her chest defiantly, awaiting her husband's approach. John entered the room and took a moment to determine the situation. The smell of scented candles predominated. But there was another smell that he associated closely with scented candles. Sex. His wife stood before him, looking at him defiantly. Her hair was tussled and she wore a robe. He felt queasy as he wondered whether she wore anything under the robe. It was so obvious that his wife has just fucked someone that he peered around the dimly lit room, to see if her lover was still there. For a moment, John stood there, unsure of what to say. He felt anger, but he knew he couldn't express it. After all, just 24 hours earlier, he himself had been fucking around in this very room. He knew his wife had gotten back at him. He was just surprised that she had done so so quickly. He gulped as realized that she must have been fucking when he called to apologize. Her weird halting speech now made more sense. His stomach turned at the thought. His wife just stood there, watching these realizations dawn on him, forcing him to speak first. He couldn't do it. He turned to leave. "If you leave now, you will never come back." She said it calmly, but with a cold certainty that left no doubt that she meant it. John turned back around. "Ok, I get it. You slept with someone to get back at me. And now you're rubbing my nose in it." "I dunno," Suzy said coyly. "Your nose seems pretty clean to me." "Who was it?" he asked. "You don't get to know that. At least not now. Did you introduce me to your little blonde tart?" "Ok, fine. I don't deserve to know. I fucked around on you, you fucked around on me. Now what?" "How many were there?" "Umm. Just a couple, a few women. None of them mattered to me." "They mattered to me, fucktard. And I don't believe it was just a couple." How did she know, he wondered. Did she have a private eye? He doubted it, because she hadn't even indicated any suspicion before. Then it dawned on him. Tony must have known. He told her. "Ok, you're right. There were a lot of women." "Don't ever lie to me again, or you're out." "I won't. I'm sorry." "You thought it was ok to bring your hussy bitches to my house? You fucked them here? In front of our son?" Her voice was thick with rage. John said nothing. He just nodded. A few moments passed. "I'm going to tell you how things will be. You have two choices. The first is to leave. The second is to live by my new rules. If ever choice number two becomes an issue, leave. This is all mine. I have a prenup that keeps it mine. Mine and Tony's, that is. You're jobless and penniless without me." John swallowed. He sensed that he wasn't going to like the new rules. But he knew she was right. Without Suzy, he had nothing. He was back to square one. Only now he was a middle-aged man who hadn't worked in twenty years. The prospect of starting over was not an appealing one. "Ok. What are the rules." "The first is that I will take another lover." John felt his stomach turn. His life was falling apart. "In fact, I may take multiple lovers. But you will not sleep with anyone, in fact, you will not do anything sexual without my permission," she paused. "Is that clear?" Defeated, John nodded. "The second rule is that until you are back in my good graces I will know at all times where you are. You have no more freedom." "The third rule is that this is no longer your bed. You will sleep on a mat on the floor, unless I invite you to bed." John nodded again. She could see the life drain from his body. He was between a rock and a hard place, and he knew it. She had total control over him. She felt sorry for him. But she comforted herself with the knowledge that he had brought this on himself. "Now come over here and take my robe off." John complied. "I am going to lie on the bed. This conversation has made me tense. You will help me relax by giving me a full body massage. It had better be good." With that, Suzy lay down on the bed on her stomach, naked. Her husband started to take off his shirt. "Remain clothed," she said. "And get to work." He akwardly straddled her. He sat on her butt and worked his hands over her neck, shoulders and back. He was paying close attention and doing a good job. But Suzy compared the massage unfavorably with the loving massage she received from her son earlier that day. As a result, she didn't moan with pleasure or offer any encouragement. "I asked you to massage my whole body, John. Not just my back." He said nothing. But he slid lower on the bed and started to massage her butt. As he did so, she spread her legs, providing her husband with a clear view of her recently ravaged vagina. John almost couldn't look. He knew she was showing him that she had been fucked. But he couldn't not look. He saw her pussy lips were covered in semen. And as her outer pussy lips parted slightly, he could see she was filled to the brim with the pearly liquid. He gasped at the realization, and it revolted him. Suzy took note as her husband stopped massaging her butt. She knew he had just seen her sloppy pussy, her son's come seeping out of her. "Something wrong?" she asked. "Suzy. Your pussy is full of another man's come." "Yes it is. You are very perceptive. Are you able to continue, or will you be leaving?" John said nothing. He just closed his eyes and continued to massage her buttocks. Soon the initial revulsion passed, and he opened his eyes to look at her vagina. As he manipulated her buttocks, her lips spread slightly open, and the thick semen inside seeped slowly out of her pussy. There was already a small pool accumulating on the sheets at the juncture of her thighs. As John watched, he became somewhat fascinated by the semen-filled cavity of his wife. As John massaged down his wife's legs, he could see the trails of semen. As she had stood talking to him, her pussy must have been leaking gobs and gobs of semen, which trailed down her legs. Some of it got on his hands as he massaged, but he just kept massaging, rubbing the come into her skin. All the while, he continued to stare at her pussy, her pussy lips framing the wall of dripping white goo that clearly filled her cavity. He was halfway disgusted. But he also had a boner, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her sloppy pussy. Eventually John finished massaging her feet, and he flipped her over. As he massaged up the front of her body, he noticed that her trimmed pussy hair was soaked with sex fluids. The smell of semen and pussy was almost overwhelming. As he massaged the front of her thighs and her torso, his eyes never left the well-used quim. Nevertheless, he avoided touching any of the areas around her cunt. He didn't want to touch the goopy sex fluids if he didn't have to. Soon he worked his way up to her breasts, but she stopped him. "That's enough. You did fine," she said. "Thank you." "Is that all? Can I go to sleep now?" He feared he knew the answer. "No, John," she said firmly. "You had sex with another woman. And I came home, to my bed, to give my husband a blowjob. I sucked her sex off of your cock. I literally rubbed my nose in her come, John. How do you think that felt?" John knew where this was going. He said nothing. "You will do the same. You will rub your nose in my infidelity. You are to lick my pussy clean." John reeled. He couldn't do it. It was enough to see his wife's cunt filled with another man's semen. He had to lick it? To swallow it? He couldn't do it. In response to his hesitation, Suzy said, "Or you can always leave." John considered his predicament. He believed his wife when she said that he would not have another chance. He understood this was a test. She wanted to make him suffer. But the thought of licking semen was revolting. Or was it? Women did it, didn't they? He'd heard women say it was an acquired taste. And he'd certainly known women who claimed that they liked the taste, including his wife. Seeing her husband struggle with the predicament, Suzy smiled inwardly. She knew he was going to do his best to make this work. He just needed a few moments. As she realized that he was going to lick her, she became newly aroused. John licking her clean after sex with Tony! Who could have imagined. She felt a little bit bad about the torment to which she was exposing her husband. But she knew it wasn't so bad. She, after all, liked the taste of salty hot semen. She wished somehow that she could perform John's task for him. She was dying to taste her son's come. All of the sudden, Suzy felt her husband's tentative tongue against her clit. He was licking her clit, which, combined with the expectation of him tonguing their son's come out of her pussy, made her immensely excited. She was sure that now more of her own fluids were contributing to the mess of liquids in her quim. John could taste the salty discharge as he licked Suzy's clit. But he knew that only a small amount of goo was located at the top of her lips. Soon, he moved down and tentatively dipped his tongue into her quim. He must have gotten a good taste of the salty sauce because he recoiled immediately. She could sense him tasting the semen, determining whether he could possibly continue. He decided that he could. This time he started low on her lips and scooped upwards with his tongue. Drawing the semen out of her cunt, he attempted to swallow it but gagged and drooled it onto her thigh. "No spitting, honey. You're eating all of it." He understood and licked up the small amount that he drooled onto her thigh. She could see him gulp, swallowing his first load of their son's semen. The idea made her even more horny. He dove back in. He scooped up another very small amount of jism, by dipping only the tip of his tongue into her hole. This time he swallowed the small amount of come without visibly gagging. Then he went in for more, and did it again. John began to gain confidence. It wasn't poison after all. It was salty, sure, but he could handle it. It certainly wasn't worth giving up his posh lifestyle over. John decided to show a little enthusiasm. The next time, instead of just scooping come out of her pussy, he gathered some, and, with the semen on his tongue, he spread it around Suzy's clit. Then, with his lips he sucked it up and swallowed. He locked eyes with his wife as he licked his lips. Suzy couldn't believe her plan was actually happening. Her husband was cleaning out her pussy, which was overflowing with her son's come. The perversity of her situation made her shake with lust. What's more, if she wasn't mistaken, he was damn near enjoying himself. Either that, or he was pretending to, which was just as good. She wondered how much come was still in her cunt. A fair amount must have leaked out of her, she surmised. But at the same time, it seemed at the time like Tony pumped her more come than she could even believe. Her pussy still felt like it was stuffed with come. As she mused, she watched him continue to draw the sticky white substance from her cunt. John was amazed at how much come there was. He had been scooping up come basically just by licking what was oozing out of his wife's outer lips. But more kept coming. He started to wonder if there were multiple men involved. It just strained credulity to believe any one man could produce this much come. Nonetheless, he kept licking. He was sort of proud of his ability to get over the taste of it. He would save his lifestyle. He would win back his wife. This was just a test. Soon though, John started to get frustrated. He didn't seem to be making any progress. It just kept seeping out of her! Did someone just inject her with come until she was full, like a semen douche? Was this a trick? John decided to change tactics. Instead of trying to draw all of the never-ending flow of semen out of her cunt, he would just lick her pussy like normal, and swallow what he could. Now that he was accustomed to the taste, he was ready to stick his tongue into the well of semen that was his wife's sex. Suzy gasped, surprised at her husband's boldness. Her planted his lips on her, and started to french kiss her overflowing cunny. With her husband's open mouth over her cunt, Suzy wickedly decided to constrict her cunt muscles, reducing the volume of her pussy and squeezing her son's semen directly into her husband's waiting mouth. Even as she did it, she realized that there was too much semen in her pussy for her husband to swallow. It flowed out of her in a torrent. He gagged and gasped and pulled away from her cunt. Looking down, Suzy saw his mouth and chin absolutely flooded with come. Finally sympathetic, and feeling perversely erotic, she pulled her husband up to her face. His mouth coated in come, she french kissed him. Taking the majority of the salty liquid into her mouth, she swallowed. Then she licked her husband's face and kissed him deeply, seeking out more of the mixture of her sex juices and her son's. Her husband and her kissed deeply, still tasting the semen, but also tasting relief at their weird reconciliation. "I can't believe you did that," said Suzy. "Me either." he responded. "Its an acquired taste," she said, kissing him again. "And now you've acquired it mister." "Maybe I have. Maybe I have." Without her forcing him to do so, John descended once again and licked Suzy's cunt clean. John was a talented pussy-licker, and Suzy rode through several orgasms. Satisfied, Suzy felt the urge to fall asleep. "Ok. That's enough," said Suzy after spasming on her husband's face again. Get your bedding together, and go to sleep." "You serious?" "Yes. Things have changed around here mister. You licked my pussy clean, and you did a good job. I hope you enjoyed it, because that's now one of your jobs around here. But now it's time to sleep, so get down on the floor. Good night." She turned over in bed and listened as her husband blew out the candles and got some blankets from the closet. He sighed audibly as he lay down on the hard floor, next to the large comfortable bed. A few minutes later, she heard a rhythmic rustling of fabric, and then, soon after, she heard her husband's heavy breathing as he orgasmed by his own hand. Smiling, Suzy fell asleep.