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Mom's Roommate

By: klrxo



Doug gave his wife a final kiss before boarding the military aircraft.

"I don't want you to go." She whimpered.

"Honey, I have to...I'm sorry."

Kristen gazed up at him, her big green eyes full of tears. "What if you get hurt...or get killed?"

"Babe, that's not gonna happen...I promise you." Doug said confidently.

As he boarded the plane with the rest his battalion Doug gave a final wave back at his family. Kristen forced a smile and waved back, her 6 year old daughter Cassie stood by her side, holding her hand. On the other side of her was Garret, her lean handsome 18 year old son.

In the face, Kristen Hill looked like a 38 year old version of the actress Melora Hardin. Her body was what many would call voluptuous. It's not that she was fat, or even chubby for that matter. She just had all the right curves, in all the right places.

Even with his mind full of uncertainty Doug couldn't help but admire her beauty from the door of the plane. Her thin cotton baby-blue mini-skirt showed off the flowing contours of her hips and left bare the golden brown glow of her long luscious legs. Her button up white satin stretch blouse hugged the enormity of her middle-aged breasts.

Her sexy little feet were displayed in a pair of dainty sandals with a 4 inch heel. A row of baby blue rhinestones lined the strap crossing her foot, right about her cute little toes with their painted toenails.

The site of her beautiful legs made Doug think about all those nights he had them wrapped around him. All the times that Kristen had clutched him with her silky softness while he bucked in the smooth warm flesh of her saddle. While they did this he would often look back in the mirror across from their bed and marvel at the way her strong legs were wrapped around his midsection, her tiny bare feet flexing and pointing towards the ceiling.

One of the other soldiers broke Doug from his trance. "Sergeant Hill, we gotta move, sir." 

As the aircrafts door closed Kristen sniffled and wiped another tear away. She slid her arm around her son and leaned her head to one side, resting it on his shoulder.

"BOOM!!!"

It was nearly two month later that the roadside bomb rattled the humvee with Doug inside. The vehicle toppled into the desert sand, its occupants SCREAMING in pain.

Doug only remembered a few moments before blacking out. He hung upside down. The door had imploded from the blast and crushed his legs. He could feel the blood trickling from a gash in his forehead.

"Kristen." He muttered.

As his body went into shock he had a sudden vision of his wife, her big beaming green eyes staring into his...full of love. He saw her silky tan legs through the mirror, clutching around him, her little feet flexing...bobbing in the air from the power of his thrusts.

Then...everything went black.

"Douglas?"

Doug's eyes peered open and into the face of a military doctor. 

"Can you hear me Douglas? Can you hear my voice?" The man asked.

"Yes." Came the reply.

"That's good...that's excellent." The doctor smiled.

Doug gazed around the room. "Where am I?"

"You're back home. You're at the Base Hospital. You're battalion took quite a hit. You've been in a coma for about six days."

"Where's my wife?" Doug asked.

"She's been here a lot by your side, but it's the middle of the night. I'll have the nurse call her right away," the doctor said.

"Thank you." 

Thirty minutes later Doug heard the rushing CLICK of his wife's heels moving up the hospital hallway. She stepped into the room, her beautiful face glowing with anticipation.

"Ohhh Doug." She said in relief, rushing over and carefully embracing him on the bed.

"Hi baby." He said, nearly in tears himself.

The early morning hours passed and after a series of scans and examinations of Doug the doctor joined Doug and his wife in Doug's room.

"So doc, my legs...are the done for good?" Doug asked.

"I'm afraid so, Doug. The force of that blast not only did severe damage to your legs, but also your spinal column. The good news is you still have healthy blood flow, which prevented us from having to amputate. However, it's gonna be a long road to recovery," the doctor explained.

Kristen looked absolutely devastated. "Will he have any chance of overcoming the paralysis, with the right type of physical therapy maybe?"

"I'm afraid at this point it looks permanent. The damage was just too severe. I'm sorry."

The doctor left the room and Kristen seemed to stare into space as if shocked by the news. Doug squeezed her hand.

"I'm sorry baby." He said.

"You lied." She muttered.

"What?"

She glared down at him, her eyes full of tears. "You lied to me. You promised me nothing would happen to you over there. YOU FUCKING LIED!"

Kristen stood up, pulled her hand away from Doug's and began sobbing as she stormed out of the room.

"Kristen...Kristen, come back. Baby I'm..."

It was nearly 5am when Kristen arrived back home. They chose a modest three bedroom ranch in a middle-class neighborhood, just across town from base. 

The middle aged Mom moved up the hallway and peeked in on her daughter. She found Cassie sleeping comfortably. 

A few minutes later 18 year old Garret turned onto his side in bed. His eyes peeked open and he saw his mother's curvy silhouette in his doorway. She was leaning with her hands against the doorframe and just seemed to be hovering there...watching him.

"Mom, everything ok with dad?"

Kristen slowly sashayed across the room and sat on her son's bedside. "Thank you for staying here and watching your sister for me." 

"Of course."

"Your dad's awake, but I'm afraid his injuries are pretty extensive," she said, then went on to explain the doctor's findings.

"So when's he coming home?" Garrett asked.

"Not positive yet. The doctor said as early as a few days." 

"Wow, I can't believe all of this has happened." Garrett muttered.

Tenderly, Kristen's brushed her son's bangs out of his eyes with her long nails.

"That makes two of us kiddo." She said.

After a short silence Garrett heard his Mom sniffle. 

"Don't cry Mom. It'll be ok."

She rubbed his strong shoulder. "I know sweetie. It's just..." 

"It's just what?" He asked.

Even in the dim early morning darkness Garrett could see his mom's misty eyes, gazing down at him.

"Can I just...lay here with you for awhile. Do you mind?" Kristen asked softly.

"No, not at all, Mom," he said, scotching over on his small twin sized bad.

Kristen slipped her little feet from their heels and curled her luscious legs up on her son's bed. Garrett was on his back and she slid over close to him, laying on her side and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Will you hold me?" She sniffled.

"Sure, Mom," he muttered, curling his arms around her.

Garrett felt the supple flesh of her big mommy-breasts squash against the side of his chest. They felt full and heavy, much different from those of the girls at school.

Kristen grazed her hand across his cheek. "My precious baby...such a strength to me."

"Anything you need, Mom," he answered, giving her arm an assuring rub.

Kristen slid her naked leg up across the top of her sons, grazing her tiny bare foot up his thigh. Garrett was excited by the feeling. Soft smooth skin rubbing against his own.

"Thank you sweetie. I'm gonna need you a lot I think."

Two hours later, sunshine peered though the shades.

"Mommy."

Kristen lifted her head off her son chest and saw her daughter Cassie standing beside the bed, still in her PJ's.

"Good morning sunshine," the Mom smiled.

Cassie looked at her brother and the way her mom was nearly sprawled out on top of him. "Why are you in Garrett's bed?" 

"Garrett and I were cuddling some this morning."

Waking, Garrett was kinda surprised by the way his mom laying on him. One of her naked legs was still draped across his midsection and both her big tits were now mashed against his chest. A few of the top buttons to her blouse had popped open and he could see a huge bulging cleavage straining again the lacy hem of her white bra.

"Fucking hell." Garrett thought as he felt a surge of blood enter his pecker.

"Oh, will you come cuddle with me next?" Cassie asked, with a cuteness that no mother could resist.

Kristen giggled. "Well I would, but it looks like it's time for you and your brother to get ready for school."

Cassie stomped out of the room in a tiff. "Aww, I hate school."

Kristen giggled again, then propped herself up on her elbows, gazing down at her teen. "Good morning" she said affectionately.

"Guess we fell asleep huh?" Garrett said.

"Yeah, I guess so. Wish we didn't have to get up though," she answered, making a cute little pouty face.

Garrett's erection was now at full attention. Having risen to her elbows, his Mom was exposing a lot more tit-meat. Huge bulging mounds of soft flesh were spilling over the tops of her bra cups and Garrett found himself gawking into the deep gaping pocket of exposed cleavage.

"Thank you for letting me snuggle. I sooo needed it," she said.

"Anytime, Mom," he said, half-blushing.

As she slid off him, Kristen's inner thigh rubbed across her son's long rigid love-muscle. "I suppose I should get you two some breakfast." 

Garret laid there awkwardly, attempting to conceal the tent in his sheet. "Yeah, I'll get up in a sec."

Rising to her feet, Kristen stood bedside, placed her hand on her hips and smiled down at her boy. "You don't have to be embarrassed about that you know."

"About what?"

She glanced at the still obvious protrusion, then back into his eyes. "That."

"Ohh...yeah." He mumbled timidly.

"You may be my first, but I do know some things about teenaged boys. It's called a piss hard-on and it probably gets like that every morning...am I right?" Kristen asked, feeding him a quirky smile.

"Yeah...pretty much." 

Kristen smiled proudly, bent over and poked her son in the ribs, making him squirm. "See, I know more about you than you think."

Garrett watched her stroll towards the door. He could see the indentation of the hem of her panties through her skirt and her meaty buttocks seems to have little extra sway as she stepped towards the hallway.

Before rounding the corner, she peeked back, smiling almost naughtily and gave him a cute little wink.

The sheet rose upward as Garrett's rock hard erection flexed and throbbed beneath it. 

Kristen glanced at it and giggled. "Show off." She disappeared from the doorway.

"Hooly shit." Garrett muttered excitedly, under his breath.

That afternoon Kristen took the kids over to see Doug at the hospital. Cassie snuggled up beside her daddy and Doug's wife sat on the other side of him. Garrett sat across the room in a chair.

"I missed you daddy." Cassie said.

Doug kissed his daughter on the forehead. "Missed you too pumpkin." 

She squeezed her father. "I want you to come home."

"Cassie, be careful honey, you're daddy is still quite sore." Kristen said.

She kissed him on the cheek. "Sorry, daddy."

Doug looked across at his son. "That's ok, precious. Garrett, how you doin' buddy?"

"I'm ok dad," Garret answered.

Cassie seemed jealous that the attention was drawn from her. "Mommy slept in Garrett's bed last night."

Kristen fed her daughter a stern look. "Cassie, hush your mouth."

"Well you did, Mommy."

Kristen looked at her husband as he returned an inquisitive smile. "Garrett and I were having a chat after I got home and I fell asleep on his bed."

"Mommy was laying on top of him this morning." Cassie said.

"Cassie Hall...I most certainly was not, now I told you to hush. I was giving Garrett a hug when she walked in...wasn't I?" Kristen asked, looking over at Garrett.

Garrett nodded, knowing his Mom was lying and that he woke up with her on top of him. "Yeah."

"Well I got good news. The doctor said I can come home in two days." Doug said.

"Yay!" Cassie cheered.

"I'll have to come back for physical therapy twice a week, but otherwise I'll be good to go."

Kristen smiled and patted his hand. "That's great sweetie."

"Yeah, awesome, Dad." Garrett added.

"Well, I better to get the kids home so they can get started on their homework." Kristen said.

"Awww, I wanna stay with daddy. " Cassie whined in protest. 

Doug hugged her tight. "Daddy will be home in a few days pumpkin."

They gave their hugs and said their goodbyes and Doug watched his little family move down the hallway towards the elevator. Kristen was wearing a pair of low cut jeans that looked as though they were sculpted around her luscious ass. She also wore a sexy white tank top and mini platform sandals with a 4 ½ inch heels.

As they waited for the elevator Doug took a second to admire how sexy her little feet looked ached in them. Her cute little toes peeked out the bottom, with their red painted toenails. There's no doubt that his wife of twenty years was built like a brick shit house.

Again he remembered peering back at her in the mirror as they made love so many times through the years. He remembered staring at those smooth golden brown legs as they kept his body locked between them. Her muscles tensing. Her sexy little bare feet flexing.

Normally Doug would feel his penis get hard about now, but this time it wasn't happening. He glanced down at his lap a it lay flat and motionless.

DING!!

The elevator door opened and just before they entered Doug noticed that Kristen's hand slowly crept over into Garrett's, interlacing her fingers between his, then led him and their daughter into the elevator.

Later that evening Garrett was hanging out in his large walk-in closet. He appropriately called this place his "Man Cave." He sat in a padded swing chair that was suspended by a large metal stand and was surrounded by a lot of his favorite things.

"Garrett?" He heard his mom call from inside his bedroom.

He glanced up from his laptop where he was chatting with pals on Facebook. "In here Mom."

The closet door opened and Kristen stepped inside. 

"I should have known you'd be hanging out in your Man Cave," she giggled.

"You know me," he said.

Kristen closed the door behind her. Her hair was still damp and slicked back from a shower and she wore nothing but a white short satin robe.

"Well I finally got your sister to sleep. Whiny little thing," she said, making her son giggle.

"You can say that again," he added.

Kristen smiled as she moved past a large poster on the wall of a voluptuous women in nothing but a white bra and panty set. The women's deep tan was nearly same shade as her own. "She's pretty. Who is that?"

Garrett looked up the poster. "Umm her name's Denise Melani." 

Kristen smiled and pointed at the woman's lacy, almost transparent bra. "That's funny, I think I have that same bra."

"Really?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, I had no idea they had matching panties for it. Hmmm."

Kristen strode past her son and sat down on a small bench in front of him. The robe gathered a bit at her waist exposing her smooth shapely legs in their entirety. She rested both palms on the bench by her hips, thrusting the swell of her huge mommy-boobs out just a little. Her legs were together and her knees were slightly cocked to one side. 

Garrett could smell the sweet scent of her recently applied shea-butter and noticed that her tan legs looked nearly as smooth and shimmery as the satin robe she was wearing. 

"So, you must be excited for dad to come home finally," he said.

"Yeah...I guess," she answered unenthusiastically.

"It's gonna be a big change for him, huh?" 

Kristen looked at her son and smiled. "It's gonna be a big change for all of us, which is kinda what I wanted to talk to you about."

"Okay."

"They're sending your father home with his own bed, one of those fancy automated ones. He'll be in a wheel chair, so he'll need a lot of space. I thought maybe if you didn't mind, we could move the king sized bed down here and...I could share your room with you for awhile." Kristen explained.

Garrett's heart began to thump hard in his chest. "You mean a bedroom to...like sleep in...together?

Kristen giggled. "Of course...that is what you do in a bedroom knucklehead."

Garrett smiled awkwardly. "No...umm, I don't mind. Whatever I can do to help, Mom."

"I know you're father's not gonna like the idea, but he has to deal with the realities of his injury. It's just the way it has to be for now."

Garrett nodded, still flabbergasted by her request. "I agree."

"Thank you sweetie. Are you sure you're okay with being roommates with Mom?" Kristen asked with a smile.

"Yeah, of course."

Kristen placed her hands on her knees, leaning forward a little. "You know buster...sharing a room with me might just have its advantages."

"What kind of advantages?" Garrett asked.

Kristen peered up at the poster of the nearly naked woman, then back at her boy. "You'll see," she said, with a mischievous smile.

"If dad's coming home this weekend how are we gonna move all your stuff down here by Saturday?"

Kristen nodded. "Well, tell you what, why don't we keep you home from school tomorrow and we can spend the day setting up our bedroom."

Garrett rolled his eyes. "Oh great now you tell me, after I did all that homework."

Kristen giggled. "Oh stop your whining, You're starting to sound like your little sister."

"I don't think that's possible, Mom." 

Kristen stood up, making her heavy tits bobble beneath the loose thin covering.

"Sadly, I think your right. Stand up here and give me a hug."

Garrett stood and he and Kristen embraced. The euphoric feeling of warm braless breasts against his young chest nearly took his breath away.

"Don't stay up too late. You and I have a busy day tomorrow," she said.

"I won't." 

Kristen started out, but then stopped at the door. "Oh, and I'll make a deal with you...cuz I'm gonna need some closet space. I'll let you keep the back half of the Man Cave, but in return I get to doll up our bedroom."

"Doll up?" Garrett asked.

"You know. Some delicate lace...lots of fluffy whites and pale pinks. You've seen my bedroom."

Garrett giggled. "Ohh right...okay I guess." 

"It'll be pretty...and comfy...you'll see," she said with a wink as she stepped out the door. 

The next morning Garrett entered the kitchen to find his Mom at the sink on her cell phone. His sister was at the table chomping on some cereal.

Kristen spoke to her husband on her cell. "Hey hon, it's me...how are you this morning?"

It didn't take Garrett long to notice what his mom was wearing...a white smocked tube top and tight hot pink terry shorts.

"Listen, I probably won't be dropping by today...I'm keeping Garrett home from school so we can do some rearranging before you come home tomorrow." Kristen said.

Cassie glared at her brother. "You get to stay home? No fair!"

"I'm helping Mom today," he said.

"I wanna help toooo." Cassie whined.

Kristen padded on bare feet over to the fridge to put something away. "Well, you're gonna need the space in the master bedroom, so I've decided that Garrett and I are gonna share his bedroom for awhile."

"What, you get to share a room with Mom?!" Cassie said in a huff.

"Doug I've already talked to Garrett and he's fine with it...ugh, no, I'm sorry, but I'm not sleeping in one of those damn hospital beds." Kristen continued.

Cassie glared at her brother. "I wanna be in Mom's room."

"You better eat, you're gonna miss the bus." Garrett said.

Kristen continued to clean. "Sweetie I know you have to use it...and that's fine. We're gonna get rid of Garrett's bed and use the king size bed for him and I."

"No fair, you get to sleep with Mom." Cassie was near tears at this point.

Kristen glanced at the clock, then over at her daughter. "Cassie, school bus honey."


Mom's Roommate & More



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



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

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

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

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

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

"Oh hell yeah!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's rediculous." Doug exclaimed.

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

"He's our son, Doloris."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good morning!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Which are?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Ha..oh well."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohh Jesus, Mom!"

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

"Oh shit!" Garrett muttered.

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

"Mom, are you crazy?"

"Sweetie, hurry..pull them off."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What? Mom, are you nuts?!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"So what did you need?" Doug asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kristen snickered softly.

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

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

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

"Follow him." Kristen whispered, cluching tightly.

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

"Jesus, Mom..are you sure?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OK..thanks babe." Doug answered.

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

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

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

"Fun and dangerous." Garrett whispered.

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

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

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

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

"Damn, that would suck!" Garrett said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhh wow that feels soo good!"

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

"Will you please?" Garrett sighed.

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

"Yess."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhh fuck!" Garrett trembled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jesusss, Mom!" Garrett sighed.

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

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

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

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

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




Mom's Roommate & More



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

"Hey, sis."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"God, that was amazing!" Kristen said.

"You can say that again."

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

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

"I'm in love with you too."

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

"Why?"

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

"Yeah it was."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Uhhh no way!"

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

"I never even noticed." Garrett joked.

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

Garrett blushed a bit. "That was embarrassing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well I am yours."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How was your roadside quicky?"

Garrett giggled. "It was good."

"Did you make her cum on your dick?"

Garrett blushed a little. "Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Misty laughed. "Seriously?"

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

"No way!"

"Yup."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Enjoying the view back there?" Kristen asked.

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

"Best view ever!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Tour of the universe?" Garrett asked.

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

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

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

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

Doug watched his knockout wife walk towards him. 

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

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

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

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

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

"I'll try." Doug said.

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

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

"Very carefully." Kristen answered.

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

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

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

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

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

Both women burst out laughing.

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

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

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




Mom's Roommate & More



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Garrett nodded.

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

"Mmmm I know Mom does." Kristen added.

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

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

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

"Mmmmnnn hmmmmnn."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Isn't it yummy?" Kristen asked.

"Mmm hmmm." Misty hummed, nursing hungrily.

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

"Uhhh huh."

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

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

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

"HOLY FUUUCK!" Misty exclaimed excitedly.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hooly shit." The teen muttered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oohhh damn!!" Garrett groaned.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hhhhnnnuhhh!" Garrett groaned.

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

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

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

"CUMMMINNGG!!" Garrett shouted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Best ever." Garrett sighed.

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

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

"Yup." Misty said with a grin.

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

"Hell yeah." Garrett said with a nod.

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

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

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

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

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

"Really tight. Incredible!"

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

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

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

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

"HAAARDERR! "

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yesss, honey, fuck my pussy!"

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

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

"Ohhh Goddamn, Mom!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"The war hero right?" The girl asked. 

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

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

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

"Is Garrett around?"

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




Mom's Roommate & More



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

"Wow...does Garrett know this?"

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

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

"Hmmm I don't know about that."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh come on, Kristen."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhh fuck!" The teen groaned in pleasure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mmmm I definately wanna share some of this."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm game." Kristen said.

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

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

Garrett laughed. "Sorry."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I agree."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Nope..not yet."

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

"What's that?"

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

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

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

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

"Is your penis out?" Kristen asked softly.

"Yes...it's out."

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

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

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

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

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

"Holy shit." He muttered.

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

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

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

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

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

"You guys just got owned!" Misty giggled.

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

"Here comes another one!" Misty yelled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kristen responded by spitting her tongue out mischiviously.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



Mom's Roommate



"I know." Cassie said, grabbing her backpack and stomping away.

Garrett couldn't help but stare at his mom's silky tan legs as he watched her talk to his father on the phone.

"I know honey and I knew you wouldn't like it, but Doug it's just the way it has to be right now. I'm sorry," she said, then turned towards her son, leaning back against the sink. 

"Anyway, I gotta go...poor Garrett's been sitting here waiting patiently. I'll call you this afternoon...love you too...bye."

Kristen smiled and strolled towards her son. "Well that went over like I thought it would." 

"Mom, I've been thinking...you and Dad's bed is huge. Is it even gonna fit in my room?" Garrett asked.

Kristen smiled and brushed bangs out of his eyes with her nails. "Well, it might be ALL bed in there when we're finished, but we'll make it fit...one way or another."

A little while later Garrett and Kristen wrestled the giant top mattress down to their tiny bedroom. 

The big busted mom giggled as she nearly fell over maneuvering it onto the box spring. Once in place she fell back onto the mattress with a big SIGH.

"My God this bed is a monster," she said, crawling to the center of the mattress.

"I still can't believe we got it in here." Garrett said.

Kristen padded the bed beside her. "Come rest with me a minute."

"Sounds good to me." Garret said, crawling onto the mattress and sprawling out onto his back.

Kristen nuzzled close, draping an arm and legs across him. Garrett let out a tired breath and his mom lifted her head to look at him.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, why?"

She got a playful smile. "Just making sure. Last time we were like this you were sprouting quite the piss hard-on," she said with a little grin.

"Jeez, Mom," he blushed.

"Well, you were...then you were trying to act like I couldn't see it."

"I'm sorry...it just happens." 

Kristen burst out giggling. "I'm just teasing you, sweetheart. It really doesn't bother me. Erections are a natural function of a boys body and remember, we're roommates now, so I don't want you too feel like you have to hide it every time it happens okay?"

Garrett nodded, still a tad embarrassed.

"Hey..." Kristen said, gazing down at him with those brilliant green eyes. "I mean it...we're sharing a bedroom, sweetie, which means we're gonna see things. Things that we probably wouldn't normally see. Just promise me you won't be embarrassed when it happens okay?"

Garrett nodded with a smile. "Okay."

"Good, cuz if you do get embarrassed...I'm gonna TICKLE you," she said, then dug into her son's ribs.

Garrett laughed and flopped around, trying to escape his mom's fingers.

Kristen pulled him back down onto his back, then threw her leg across his lap and mounted him. Garrett thrust his hips over and over, trying to buck her off. 

Kristen giggled as she rode his teenaged loins. Her big mature tits jumped up and down under the tube top. The hem crept down and her jugs nearly spilt out.

Garrett stopped bucking and had an astounded smile. "Mom, you're gonna lose your top."

She didn't pull it up, but grabbed his hands and pinned them back against the mattress. "That IS a possibility."

With his Mom leaning forward Garrett was exposed to an obscene amount of cleavage. "What's that suppose to mean?"

Kristen gazed down into his eyes with a quirky little smile. "This is my bedroom too remember? So if my boobs fall out of my top while I'm tickling you...then I guess you're just gonna have to deal with it."

"Deal with this," he said, quickly rolling his mom over onto her back.

Kristen let out a playful SCREAM and found her son on top of her. She immediately brought her naked legs up and wrapped them around him. 

When they both stopped giggling they found themselves sharing a prolonged gaze. The seeds of forbidden desire were just starting to sprout and they were both feeling it.

Being this close and flirty with his own voluptuous middle-aged mom was an absolute rush for young Garrett.

For Kristen, having her own innocent teenaged son between her legs was absolutely exhilarating. 

Garrett slowly pried himself out from between his mom's legs and off the bed, trying his best to conceal his growing erection. "I guess we should get back to work huh?"

Kristen rose up, resting on one elbow and stared at him with a naughty little smile. "Get back here," she said softly, beckoning him with her finger.

Garrett gazed a her a second. Her long luscious legs were stretched out and her tube top pulled nearly off, revealing the tops of her enormous breasts.

Garrett crawled back onto the mattress and Kristen guided him back down between her silky legs. Again she threw them up around him, this time criss-crossing her ankles together above his ass, locking him in.

She could feel the obvious bulge resting against her. "We're not gonna be embarrassed, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah...I remember." Garrett said, still somewhat timidly.

"You're not gonna try and hide it anymore, right?"

Garrett nodded.

Kristen giggled, lifted her head and planted a quick kiss on his lips "Thank you," she whispered, then unlocked her legs and watched the cute teen squirm away.

Before noon Kristen and Garrett were able to get most of her things moved out of the master bedroom, but their new bedroom was now a disorganized mess.

Garrett came down with one of the final boxes from his mom's closet. "Hey Mom, what's this? It's a box that says 'honeymoon' on it."

Garrett handed her the box. Kristen placed it on the bed and opened it. "Oh, these are things from the honeymoon your father and I took to Mexico."

"Oh, like stuff you guys bought there?"

"Yup" she answered, thumbing through the items.

"That looks like a bikini." Garrett said.

Kristen lifted a skimpy pink string bikini from the box. "It is...it's the one I wore on the beach practically the entire time we were down there." 

Garrett stared at the tiny patches of fabric. "No way that thing's a bikini," he said jokingly.

"Do I have to prove it?"

Garrett knew his answer, but he didn't wanna seem too excited. "If you want to I guess."

"Well if I try it on I'm gonna have to do it before your sister gets home. It's not the kinda thing I'd want her seeing me in."

"I was just kidding, Mom. You don't really have to. " Garrett said, a little surprised that his Mom took his joke so serious.

"No, I don't mind. I've been wanting to try it on again anyway. Just do me a favor and lower the shades. We don't need the nieghbors seeing me parade around in this thing." Kristen said with a giggle.

Garrett's heart was racing. "Naw, I guess that wouldn't be good."

Kristen carried the bikini out of the room. "Back in a few minutes."

It was longest few minutes of Garrett's life. Finally, he heard his mom stepping up the hallway. 

"Just remember, I'm a little chunkier now than I was at 18," he heard his mom say as she approached.

As Kristen rounded the corner and into the bedroom, Garrett literally felt his mouth fall open. 

The skimpy two-piece barely covered her. Huge rolls of tit-flesh were spilling out everywhere. The bikini fit snug around her curvaceous middle-aged body and the bottoms were so tight that they literally molded around the grooves of her snatch. Her dark tan against the pink nylon fabric looked stunning.

With one leg cocked out in front of her, Kristen placed her hands on her hips and fed her son a playful smile. "Well, what do you think?"

Garrett could hardly speak. "I see now why you wanted to close the shades." 

Kristen giggled, then turned, displaying her backside for the captivated teen.

"Oh wow." Garrett muttered.

They weren't g-string bottoms, but they were far from modest. Kristen's meaty ass cheeks literally spilt out from under them and put on display the type of ass that boy's Garrett's age dream about.

"Well, definitely more snug than it used to be." she said.

"Anybody home?" Came a female voice from the front door.

The voice startled Garrett, but Kristen seemed unphased as she looked out the door into the hallway. "Down here Momma."

Garrett gazed at his mom like she was insane. She smiled back reassuringly. "It's ok...it's just Grandma."

Dolores stepped into the doorway with a huge smile. She was a gorgeous 57 year old. An older version of Kristen, big tits and all. 

"Well, look at you two. Having a fashion show in here are we?" Dolores said.

Kristen kissed and hugged her mom. "I was just trying on old bikini for Garrett."

"God, I haven't seen you in that since we shopped before your wedding. Honey, you look stunning."

"Thanks, Momma," Kristen smiled.

"And I'm sure my Grandson more than agrees, don't you handsome?" Dolores, asked as she stepped over and hugged Garrett.

"Yeah, hi Grandma."

Dolores eye-balled the huge bed that filled the room. "I was just on my way over to say hi to Doug, thought I'd stop by and see how the new bedroom was coming along."

"Well, everything of mine is moved out of Doug's room, now I just have to start organizing." Kristen said.

"Oh I think this room is going to be sooo perfect for the two of you...I really do." Dolores said, feeding her daughter a warm meaningful smile.

Kristen smiled in return. "I do to."

Dolores turned towards her Grandson. "And sharing that big fluffy bed with such a beautiful mother. How exciting."

This made Garrett smile and glance at Kristen, who fed him a loving wink.

Dolores glanced at her daughter's huge tits. "Honey, I hate to say it but if those boobs get any bigger, you're gonna topple right over."

Kristen's breasts jiggled as she laughed. "That's ok...I have a nice strong roommate to catch me if I do," she said, leaning against her son.

"Well remind me the next time you're over. I have a bunch of satin bras that are all 44 triple-d's. I never wear them and they might actually fit you now."

"Thanks, after I gave birth to Cassie I think I left Double-D land for good." Kristen said. 

Dolores pulled a photograph out of the honeymoon box. It was a picture of Doug and Kristen, newly married and on a beach in Mexico. Doug was holding Kristen piggy-back style, her big bikini-clad tits were flattened against his back.

"What a happy memory." Dolores said.

Kristen smiled, gazing at the picture. "You should take it with you and show Doug. I don't think he's seen that picture in years."

"Wonderful idea, darling. I better head over there now and let you two love-birds get back to work."

Kristen walked with her Mom to front door. "Love you, Momma. Tell Doug I'll give him a call a little later ok."

Dolores left and Kristen sashayed back into her and her son's bedroom. "Well, I better get out of this bikini before your sister gets home. Will you do me a huge favor?" Kristen asked, batting her eyelashes.

"Sure Mom."

Kristen stopped in front of him and rubbed his shoulder tenderly. "Will you take your sister to ballet while your mom stays here and works her magic on our bedroom?"

"No problem, Mom."

She gazed up at him with love in her eyes. "You're so good to me. You know, with everything that's happened...I'd be completely lost without you."

For the second time that day they shared a deep passionate gaze. Kristen stood up on her cute little tip toes and brought her lips to her sons. "Thank you," she whispered.

She gave him a peck on the lips...then another...then another, gazing into his eyes and savoring his innocence.

They heard the SCREECH of breaks outside and Garrett's eyes got big. "School bus!"

Kristen gave him another quick peck. "Shit!" she giggled.

She started to leave, but then rushed back and gave her son more kisses, like a playful little schoolgirl. Both of them were laughing at this point.

"Geez, Mom."

Garrett watched her gracefully trot out of the bedroom, her big fleshy tits bobbling wildy under the flimsy bikini sling.

"Well, you look chipper today, son of mine." Dolores said as she entered Doug's hospital room.

"Chipper as one can be under the circumstances I guess." He smiled.

Dolores stepped over and sat on his bedside. "Well I just came from your place, Garrett and Kristen's room is looking wonderful. You should see them...they're so cute...like young newlyweds setting up their new bedroom together."

"I still don't think it's necessary," he said, shaking his head.

"You should be thankful. They're working their asses off today to make sure you have a comfortable room at home. I hope you appreciate the sacrifice that they're making."

"I'd appreciate being able to share a room with my wife."

Dolores glared at him. "Well, sweetheart, maybe you should have thought about these things before you went and played soldier and got yourself all banged up."

"Oh I'm sorry Dolores, I was out defending my country. What was I thinking," he answered sarcastically.

Dolores reached in her purse and pulled out the photograph. "Oh, before I forget I told Kristen I'd bring this over for you to look at."

Doug smiled when he saw the picture. He and his wife looked so young and happy in it. "It's our honeymoon. I haven't seen this picture in years."

Dolores gazed at her daughter in the picture. "Wasn't she beautiful and she still looks just as dazling in that little pink bikini. She was modeling it for Garrett when I got to the house." 

"She was wearing that bikini? In front of Garrett?" Doug asked.

"Well Doug, maybe you've been too busy to notice, but Garrett isn't a little boy anymore. He's more than old enough to handle seeing a gorgeous big breasted woman in a skimpy bikini."

"Well yeah, but when the gorgeous women is his mother, then that's a different story."

"Well darling let's be realistic, Kristen may be his mother, but they're sharing a bedroom now. Garrett's probably going to be seeing her in all sorts of skimpy things and chances are there will be times he even sees her completely naked." Dolores explained.

"No, you're wrong. Kristen would never let that happen."

"Oh sweetie, I wouldn't be so sure about that. You and I both know that Kristen is completely comfortable with her body. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if young Garrett has already seen her in the nude."

Doug was getting a tad bit irritated at this point. "That may be the case, but I think she has a bit more modesty around her son than that."

"Well, I can tell you one thing for sure...that bikini she was wearing for him today sure wasn't covering much." Dolores countered.

"Yeah well, I guess I'll have to talk to her about that." Doug said.

Dolores giggled and rubbed her son's shoulder. "You do that, darling."

Late that afternoon Garrett arrived back at the house after taking his sister to ballet. He and Cassie entered the bedroom to find his mom straightening out one of her drawers. Other than that the room was finished.

Kristen turned towards her son with a smile. "Tah-dah!" She said proudly.

The bedroom was bright and feminine. There were a few floral arrangements here and there and big fluffy white down on the bed, with delicate lace. 

"Wow, this looks great, Mom." Garrett said.

"You think so?"

Again, Cassie stuck out her bottom lip. "Noo fair, I want mom to share my room with meeee."

"Speaking of your room, it's a disaster, young lady...let's get it clean okay?"

"Can you help me?" Cassie pleaded.

"Go in and get started, I'll be in a few minutes to check up on you."

Cassie hung her head low and marched to her own bedroom. Grinning from ear to ear, Kristen motioned for her son to follow her to the closet. In the front half hung all of her clothing, but the back half, separated by a semi-transparent curtain divider, was Garrett's retreat.

"As promised, I left you a little man-cave," she said with a giggle.

"Sweet," he smiled, pulling back the curtain to see his little space, which was just big enough for his swing chair and a few other things.

"Guess what?" Kristen asked him, seeming anxious.

"What?"

"Your Grandma offered to take Cassie for the night so you and I can go on a date."

Garrett gave her a strange smile. "A date?"

"Yeah, you know...dinner, maybe a walk along the beach. Come on, it's Friday night...it'll be fun."

Garrett giggled a little and nodded. "Okay I guess."

Later that evening Dolores came to get Cassie and Kristen and Garrett got dressed up to go out. Since it was still warm out Garrett decided on a pair of khaki shorts and a polo.

Cassie rushed out the front door. "I'll be in the car Grandma."

"Okay, Pumpkin." Dolores said.

Dolores stepped up to her Grandson. "I think you've really made an impression on your mother here lately," she said, straightening his collar. "Boys who make an impression on their mother can sometimes find themselves on the receiving end of something very special."

Dolores gave him a smiling wink. "Have fun tonight...and don't be afraid to romance her."

Garrett was watching baseball in the living room when he heard the click of his mom's heels coming down the hallway.

"Ready to hit the town, handsome?" She asked.

Kristen sashayed towards her son in a black knit, stretch-fit mini-dress, which had a sleeveless, tie-back halter top. It looked as though it were sculpted around her curves. She had on a little make-up, but didn't need much. Her feet were arched in a dainty pair of black mini-platform leather sandals, with 4 ½ inch spiked heels.

Garrett's heart beat heavy as his eyes traveled from her sexy little feet up her smooth luscious legs. 

"Wow, you look great, Mom."

She fed him a flirty little smile, raising one eyebrow. "You look pretty good yourself, Romeo."

Kristen took her son to a nice restaurant. A hot middle-aged mom out with an attractive teenaged boy resulted in more than a few whispers amoung other patrons.

"I saw them setting up for the tri-city carnival over at the fairgrounds today." Garrett said as they ate.

"Mmm, I love that fair. We should go this year." Kristen answered.

"Dad hates that fair. He says he doesn't trust all those creepy carny people that put those rides together."

Kristen took a sip up wine. "Well then your dad can stay home and you and I'll go."

Garrett chuckled. "And I'm sure Cassie will want to tag along."

"Well too bad. I'm sure she'll be going with her friends like she did last year. I refuse to listen to her or you dad whine every time you and I want to spend time alone together."

Kristen cell phone went off and she looked at it. "Speaking of your father...shit, I forgot to call him before we left."

Kristen answered and Garrett listened to her conversation while he ate.

"Hey, honey...yeah I'm sorry...things just got really busy. How are you doing?"

Doug sat in his hospital bed on the phone with the ballgame on. "Ready to get out of this damn hospital and eat some real food."

"I bet. Did they say what time they're bringing you home tomorrow?"

"No, they just said sometime in the morning. What are you guys up to tonight?" Doug asked.

"Well, right now Garrett and I are out to dinner at Seasons. Mom took Cassie for the night."

Doug seemed surprised. "Seasons huh, pretty expensive night out." 

"Yeah well, Garrett's been a big help lately. I wanted to take him somewhere special."

Doug glanced down at the honeymoon photograph on his lap. "Well I heard he got to see his mom in a pretty provocative bikini today...wasn't that special enough?"

"Well I don't know...I guess you'd have to ask him how special it was." Kristen said, looking across the table and giving her son a wink.

Garrett took a bite of his dinner and seemed confused. "How special what was?"

Doug didn't seem amused. "Come on Kristen, do you really think that's something you should be wearing around him? I mean it's hardly modest even by today's standards." 




Mom's Roommate



Kristen forced a smile. "Doug, I really can't have this conversation with you right now. Garrett and I are gonna finish eating and take a walk along the beach, so call me in the morning just before they bring you home okay?"

"Alright...well enjoy your dinner, tell Garrett I love him and I can't wait to see you guys tomorrow."

Kristen gazed across at her son with a tender smile. Her bright green eyes radiating pure love. "I will. Sweet dreams, hon." 

"You too. Love you babe." Doug said.

On the way home Kristen was kinda quiet. Garrett glanced over at her. "You ok, Mom...you seem upset?"

"No, sweetie, I'm fine. I just...I could really use that walk on the beach. You game?"

A few minute later Kristen slipped off her heels and took her son by the hand, leading him onto the moonlit beach. 

"Wow, it's really pretty out here at night...and empty." Garrett said.

"It's magical. Places like this make me think of all my hopes and dreams...everything I still want out of life." Kristen said.

Garrett glanced over at her and noticed how graceful she moved, even in the sand. The swell of her big busts seemed to tremble with each step. "So what is it you still want out of life?"

Kristen thought about it for a moment. "I want love...I want passion...I want intimacy....I want more pleasure and more babies..."

"More babies...really?" Garrett asked.

"Of course, I'm only 38, goofball. I would love to get pregnant again," she said, squeezing his hand.

"So do you think dad..."

"Do I think dad what?" Kristen asked.

"Oh, never mind."

Kristen stopped and faced her son. "Do I think dad will be able to get me pregnant?"

"Yeah."

Kristen seemed somber, yet hopeful. "I don't know yet. With this whole paralysis thing I...I just don't know."

"Well dad loves you...I'm sure he will if he can."

Kristen gazed at her son and nodded. "Yeah well, this is our time together right now, so I really don't wanna talk about your father okay?

Garrett nodded. 

Kristen moved in for a big tit-squashing hug. Rather than separate, she rested her head against her son's shoulder. Garrett slid his hand onto her soft well rounded hips.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"For what?"

"For being my strength through all this," she said.

Her warm fleshy tits felt so good mashed against Garrett's chest. "You don't have to thank me, Mom. It's just what son's do."

"I know...but the past few days I feel like you've been more than a son," she said, pulling back and gazing into his eyes. "You've been my best friend."

Garrett smiled. "That's cool that we can be like that."

"Yes it is." Kristen said, then raised up on her tip-toes and gave him a soft peck on the lips. "Let's go home," she whispered.

A half hour later Garrett was crawling into the giant king-sized bed that filled their bedroom. Sleeping in the same bed as his mom would be sort of strange, yet exciting all at the same time.

"So what side do you want on the bed, Mom," he asked.

Kristen was in the closet changing, but Garrrett was unable to see her. "It doesn't matter, sweetie, but I have to warn you...I do have a tendency to be a blanket hog," she giggled.

"That's ok, I usually get hot at night anyway."

Kristen turned off the light in the closet and stepped across the room. She was wearing Garrett's big high school hockey jersey, which fell just below her ass.

"Nice jersey." Garrett said.

"Thanks, it belongs to my hockey hottie of a son. Hope he doesn't mind me wearing it to bed tonight."

Garrett shook his head, watching his mom crawl into bed. "Not at all."

Kristen fell onto her back so that her and Garrett were laying side by side, looking up at the ceiling.

"I had fun tonight," she said.

"Me too...dinner was awesome."

"The walk on the beach was nice too," she said softly.

"Yeah." Garrett muttered.

There was a period of awkward silence before Kristen turned her head to look at her son. "Garrett...will you hold me?"

Garrett's heart started racing. "Umm sure."

Kristen moved up against him, resting her head on his chest and drapping one leg over the top of one of his. Garrett marveled at how soft and smooth it felt. "Good night," she whispered. 

"Night, Mom."

His mom's sweet fragrance lingered around them as they drifted off to sleep.

Sometime in the early morning hours Garrett woke up and noticed that his Mom was no longer laying against him. She was still nearby, but was laying on her tummy.

Garrett sat up as he realized that she was uncovered and that the jersey had bunched up around her waist, leaving her panty-covered ass on open display. As if that wasn't thrilling enough, the white panties she was wearing were completely sheer.

The room was too dark to make out the finer details, but there was just enough light for Garrett to make out the crack of her meaty ass and the hairless cleft of her vulva.

The curious teen felt the blood race to his loins. His heart was pounding with wicked excitement as he carefully leaned in for a closer look.

As he crept in closer he could see a few more details. Kristen's buttocks was slightly spread apart and he could see the ring of her cute little butt-hole. He could also just make out her fleshy inner pedals as they peeked out from between the thick outer lips of her labia.

Then it hit him...the aroma of female pussy. His mom's pussy. 

"H-h-holy shit," he thought, as he reached down and squeezed the end of his hardening bulge.

Kristen suddenly shifted and Garrett quickly fell onto his back to fake sleep. To his surprise, he felt his Mom crawl over to him, only this time she layed directly on top of him. 

His cock lurched as he felt her braless tits roll out onto his chest. Their warm spongy softness, separated by only thin nylon fabric was absolutely euphoric.

His brick hard erection was now trapped against her pubic bone. Kristen rested her head against his shoulder and nustled in close, giving his neck a tender kiss.

Sleep didn't come easy this way for poor Garrett. His cock throbbed for what seemed like hours before he drifted off to sleep again.

He woke to his mom's smiling face as she gazed down into his eyes.

"Good morning sunshine," she said.

"Hi...what time is it?"

"Not really sure...still early I think. Oh wait...I know exactly what time it is..." Kristen said, her eyes getting big.

"What time?"

She quickly dug her fingers into his ribs, making her son flop like a fish. "IT'S TICKLE TIME!"

"Oh God no...not that!" Garret laughed.

Kristen quickly mounted him as she continued her playful attack. "Ohh yes, that!" She giggled.

With his lengthy erection squashed against her mons, Garrett thrust his hips up and down, trying to buck her off. This forced Kristen to fall forward, dropping her chest against his. As Garrett flopped around, lifting him and his mom off the bed over and over, Kristen's big braless tits bounced and bobbled against him.

"Ohh, Mom, you gotta stop!" Garrett begged, while laughing hestarically.

"What's wrong, am I bothering that big monster in your boxers?" She asked playfully.

"No, but I do have to pee."

Kristren wouldn't let up. "Of course you do...that's why they call it a piss hard on, silly boy."

As much as Garrett hated being tickled, the warm flesh of his mom's voluptuousness smothering his lean teenaged body was beyond what words could describe. 

Doug wheeled himself in the front door of the house and was kinda surprised at how quiet it was. He heard his wife let out a mischievous GIGGLE from somewhere inside.

Wheeling himself down the hallway, Doug peeked just inside Kristen and Garrett's bedroom.

"Get back over here, young man," he heard Kristen tease. 

Doug could see his wife and son frolicking under the covers. Their bodies formed a big bulge in the blankets, which rolled to one side, bounced a few times, then rolled back again, half-way across the bed.

"I mean it, Mom. You gotta stop!"

"When I'm ready," she giggled.

Doug saw his wife's naked legs slide out from under the blankets. It was obvious now that Garrett was on top of her as her smooth tan legs crept up and around his midsection.

Doug felt jealous, yet strangely aroused as he watched his wife's strong luscious legs clutch around their teenaged son's body. Her cute little tan bare feet flexed and pointed, making Doug remember all those times he had looked back in the mirror of their bedroom while he bucked in her saddle.

He looked across the room and sure enough, there on the wall across from the bed was his favorite mirror.

"Good morning, kids!" Doug finally said.

He saw Kristen's head pop up over her son's shoulder and look at him, her hair disheveled.

"Doug??"

Doug tried not to show how bothered he was. "Yup, just got here. The guys are getting ready to bring the bed in."

Kristen slid out from under her son and off the bed. The big jersey was slipping off her shoulder and she straightened it as she padded towards her husband on bare feet.

"You said you would call me," she said.

Doug noticed she was wearing Garrett's jersey, but bit his tongue. "Yeah sorry, it all happened kinda fast this morning."

"Ohh...well..." she bent over and gave him a quick kiss, still seeming a bit out of breath from the mornings activities. "Welcome home, sweetheart" she said with a soft smile.

Doug looked over and saw his son sitting up in bed. A bed that was once his. "Hey, dad," Garrett said, seeming a bit uncomfortable.

Later that day, after getting Doug's room situated Kristen went down to her and Garrett's bedroom and found him in the man cave on his cell phone.

As Garrett sat in his swing talking he saw his mom pull back the curtain just a tiny bit. Kristen was wearing a knee legth smocked strapless dress and her hair was pulled back in a pony. She was in a cute little stance, with one leg straight, the other bent at the knee. The heel of her front foot was kicked up and her cute little toes, with their red toenails, squatting against the floor.

She smiled down at him almost playfully and blew him a kiss.

"Hey Mom, do you care if I hit the tri-state fair for a few hours with Tim and Mitch?"

Kristen nodded, but seemed a tad disappointed. "As long as you three don't cause trouble."

"Cool, she said I could go. All right dude, I'll see you in an hour. Bye." Garrett said into the phone.

"Thanks, Mom, it's the opening day and there's gonna be a few cool bands there."

Kristen dropped down to her knees and crawled up between her son's legs. "I thought WE were going to the fair together?" Kristen said with a little pouty face.

Garrett leaned back in the swing chair and watched as his mom crawled right up onto him like a prowling cougar. Her massive tits made the bust of the smock stretch way out and as she leaned up against him they half-flattened against his chest. "We can still go," he said.

She softly kissed his lips. "You promise?" She asked, gazing down at him with those big gleaming green eyes.

"Yeah."

Kristen fed him another smacking kiss, slower this time. "You swear?"

"Of course, we can go tomorrow if you want."

Kristen turned over and sat on her son's lap, smothering his hard pecker in soft butt cheeks. She stretched her sexy legs straight out and leaned back against him.

"Your sister's going today with her friends, so don't be surprised if you run into her there."

Garrett was sorta taken back at the way his mom was sitting on him, but he tried not to show it. "Oh great, she'll probably be asking me for money."

Kristen giggled as she used her legs to slowly swing them up and back a few times. "I'll make sure she has plenty so she'll leave you and your friends alone."

Speaking of the obnoxious little sister, Cassie snuck into Kristen and Garrett's bedroom and quietly peeked into the closet. Through the curtain she could see her mom sitting on Garrett's lap, leaning back against his chest comfortably.

"Sure you don't want to hang around here with me today... I think we might have our own little carnival ride here." Kristen said, as she made them swing freely off the floor.

From the way he was sitting Garrett had quite the view. With his mom against his back like this he could stare straight down her smock, into her monster cleavage. When he gazed straight out, he could see her shimmering legs extended out, her sexy little bare feet pointed as they swung up and back only a foot from the floor.

Kristen felt the teenaged dick flex against her ass.

"We could call our ride the amazing boner swing," she giggled.

"Yeah, funny, Mom."

Kristen turned her head and kissed his cheek. "I hope you're not still embarrassed about those."

"Well I had one this morning when you were tickling me...I was ok with it then wasn't I?" Garrett asked.

"Mmm that you were...and I was pretty ok with it too." Kristen said, quickly squeezing her buttocks around the long pipe tucked snug between it's cheeks.

"That's a relief...seeing as it gets like that a lot." Garrett said.

"Well one thing's for sure...it feels pretty darn big...and strong too," she said, feeling her heart flutter.

"What does?"

"That lump in your shorts, silly," she giggled.

"Isn't that how they're suppose to feel?"

"Not when it's your mom's sitting on your lap." Kristen said almost jokingly.

"I'm sorry, guess it is kinda wrong huh."

Kristen kept swinging them, which made her butt-hole grind along the underside of the stiff throbbing cylinder of cock-meat. "Don't apologize, goofball. Do you hear your mom complaining?" 

Cassie raced from the doorway and into her father's room. Doug was sitting up in bed watching a baseball game.

"Hey, Pumkin, what are you up to?" Doug asked, as she climbed up on the bed next to him.

"Mommy's sitting on Garrett's lap." 

"She is huh...in the kitchen?" Doug asked.

"No, in Garrett's closet, on his swing chair. They were talking about the lump in Garrett's shorts." Cassie said.

Doug look at his daughter, confused. "The lump in his shorts?" 

"Daddy, is that when a boys pee-pee gets hard?" Cassie asked.

"Honey, you're way too young to know about that stuff."

"I think it is...cuz mommy was sitting on Garrett's pee-pee in the closet and she said it felt big and strong."

Angered, Doug quickly pulled back the covers and lowered his bed. He tried to manuever into his wheelchair, but failed miserably and dropped to the floor.

"Daddy!" Cassie cried out.

Seconds later Kristen rushed into the room. "Doug?...Oh my God, honey, what happened?"

Doug sat up on the floor. Cassie was bawling at this point.

"Nothing...nothing, I'm fine," he said.

"No you're not fine, you're on the floor. What the hell happened?"

"I just had a little spill. Help me up into my chair, I'll be fine," he said, a tad embarrassed.

Kristen helped her husband off the floor. "Cassie, stop crying honey, daddy's ok."

Cassie rushed out of the room, still crying. "But I made him mad so I made him get hurt."

"What did she do?" Kristen asked, showing some concern.

"Forget it...we'll talk about it later."

Kristen sat on the bed and took her husband's hand. "You know...the kids are both going to the fair tonight and..."

"And what?" Doug asked.

"And...well, it's been over two months," she said, cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, a lot's happened in two months babe, including this." Doug said, motioning to his legs.

"I know but...I just thought, maybe we could try..."

A couple hours later Kristen was pouncing on her husband like a hungry cougar. They kissed desperately as she quickly peeled his shirt off. Doug was leaned back in bed and Kristen was straddling him.

"Ohhh Doug...ohh God, I need it so bad." She sighed, pulling down her haulter and quickly unclaping her strapless bra.

Kristen's huge tits sprung free from her bra and bobbled around wilding as she kissed on her husband some more. 

She began to rock her hips, grinding her swampy cunt against his non-exsistent bulge.

"Oh fuck Doug, I need you!" She cried.

She dismounted and ripped his shorts down to his knees. Without the least bit of hesitation the hungry cock-starved wife dove head first into his groin and started sucking his limp cock.

Her head bobbed up and down frantically, trying to put some life in her husband shriveled appendage. While she sucked Kristen grabbed it at the base and tugged up and down, using all her tricks.

"Please, Doug!" She moaned, then flailed her tongue around the spongy tip of his soft cock.

In one swoop she swallowed his entire dong, right down to his balls and and drug her long pink tongue back and forth across his nuts. Her mouth formed a tight vacuum seal and began to suck hard on his cock.

After a few minutes, Doug's limp pecker POPPED from Kristen's mouth. She reached under her dress and pulled her panties down. Doug watched them slide down her silky tan legs and over her little bare feet.

Again Kristen mounted him. She reached under and grabbed his dick, pulling and tucking. Her dripping cunt hovered right over it, aching to be stuffed full.

"Fuck me...oh God Doug, please fuck me!" She cried.

Desperately, she brushed the mushroom tip back and forth against her inflamed clit, then down between her gooey slit. With unbridled horniess she bounced up and down against it, trying to force it inside. "Nooo! Oh please, Doug!"

"I'm sorry baby." Doug said in a defeated tone, staring down in between the huge hanging utters bobbling in front of him.

His cock started to worm inside the sucking mouth of Kristen's cunt. "Ohhh, yes, there it is!"

Too wilted to go any further it popped right out.

"FUCK!" Kristen shouted in frustration. She seemed near tears at this point.

"I'm sorry honey, I just can't." Doug said.

Kristen fell to one side of him on the bed and began to sniffle.

Doug reached over and rubbed her shoulder tenderly. "Let me lick you."

Kristen closed her eyes and shook her head, a little tear trickling down her cheek. "Just forget it," she said softly.

"I can still pleasure you."

"No Doug, you can't...but it's ok. I'll be fine," she said, forcing a smile.

"We'll talk to the doctor, maybe there's something we can do...a drug or something to help me get an erection."

Kristen seemed to be staring off into space. "Yeah....maybe."

After a period of discouraged silence Doug said something he shouldn't have. "Well I heard someone else didn't have any problems getting an erection today."

Kristen turned her head and looked at him. "What do you mean by that?" 

"Cassie said she saw you sitting on Garrett's lap in the closet and that you commented on how big and hard his... 'boner' was." Doug explained.

Kristen felt her blood boil. After her huge let down she wasn't about to lie regarding the situation with her and her son.

"Garrett and I were having an adult conversation. He's 18 years old, Doug, he's not a little boy anymore."

"All I'm saying is...sitting on his lap...parading around here in front of him in a skimpy bikini...do you really think that's a good idea?" Doug asked, trying not to sound too upset.

Kristen sat up and fed her husband a perturbed glare. "You wanna know what I think...then I'll tell you. I think you have enough issues of your own to deal with right now than to worry about what Garrett and I are doing!"

"I just don't think it's appropriate."

Kristen stood up off the bed, pulling the halter up over her breasts. "Last I checked I was a grown woman. I think I can decide what's appropriate for me and my son thank you very much."

Doug raised his voice a little. "Wrestling around half-naked with him in bed and wrapping your legs up around him like you did this morning...is that what you call appropriate?"

Kristen glared at her husband. "Look, all that's happened has taken an emotional toll on me, Doug and Garrett's been an incredible strength through all this. IT HAS brought us closer as a mother and son and if you don't like you can just go fuck yourself." Kristen said, then glanced as his limp pecker. "If you can even manage that," she said sarcastically, then marched out of the room.




Mom's Roommate



Garrett got home about 11pm that night to find his mom sprawled out on the couch. "Hey sweetie, how was the fair?"

"The bands were awesome."

Cassie stood at the end of the hallway in her PJ's. "I saw Garrett and his friends flirting with girls, Momma."

"Shut up, I was not." Garrett snapped.

"What are you still doing up, young lady?" Kristen asked, standing from the couch.

Cassie put on her sad face. "I can't sleep."

Kristen gave her son an almost jealous smile as she passed him. "Flirting with the girls huh?"

"We were talking to them...we weren't flirting."

Cassie nodded. "Yes you were."

Kristen guided her daughter away. "Come on, back to bed for you, young lady."

Garrett went into the mancave and sat in the swing on his laptop to check his email. Through the silky curtain he saw his mom stroll into the closet.

"That little girl. I think she had way too much sugar at the fair today." Kristen said.

Through the curtain Garrett could see his mom sliding the halter dress off. His mouth fell open as he realized she was now in just her bra and panties. "Probably," he muttered.

He couldn't make out much detail, but he could see just enough through the semi-transparent cloth to send blood rushing to his teenaged cock. 

Kristen reached around and unclasped her strapless bra. "So tell me about the girls that you were flirting with."

Garrett could see the shapes of her her big mommy-boobs wobbling as the sprung free. He could see the large dark circles of areola on the tips. "They're just girls from my school...but I really wasn't flirting."

Kristen grabbed the hem of her little panties and slid them down her legs. "So you haven't had sex with any of these girls?"

Garrett watched for a second as his mom stood there completely nude, brushing back her hair with her long nails. "No, I don't even really know any of them that well."

Kristen threw on her white short silk robe, tied it around her waist, then walked over and peeked around the curtain.

Garrett looked up to see her smiling down at him mischievously. "Are we enjoying the benefits yet?" Kristen asked.

Garrett recalled their discussion the day prior and his mom's comment about the benefits of sharing a room together. He giggled a little under his breath, looking a tad embarrassed. "I guess."

"I'm gonna grab a shower and put on my nightie. Then I'll come back and we'll go to bed, okay?" Kristen asked.

Garrett nodded, his penis starting to throb, his heart starting to race. "Yup."

After her shower Kristen peeked in on her husband. Doug was watching some sports when he heard her tap at the door.

"Garrett and I are going to bed. I just wanted to say goodnight."

Doug felt a surge of jealousy as he looked at his gorgeous wife standing in the doorway in nothing but a tiny robe. Her hair was still damp and slicked back and her smooth tan legs had a light sheen from having just been shaved and lotioned. "I'm sorry about ealier today. I may have overracted I guess," he said.

Kristen strolled over to her husband's bedside and smiled down at him lovingly. "It's been a stressful time for everyone."

"You know I love you right?" Doug asked.

"Yes I do...and I love you too," she answered, then leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips. 

When she did this Doug's could see inside the open slit in her robe. He could tell she had on something very sexy and very scanty underneath it. "I'll see you in the morning," she said.

Doug watched his wife stroll out of the bedroom, the pillowy swell of her meaty buttocks swaying gently. He heard her little bare feet pad down the hallway, then his wife and son's bedroom door click closed.

Garrett had just crawled in bed when his mom returned.

"Hey, handsome, you warming that bed up for us?" Kristen asked as she sashayed over to her side.

"Well it's another hot night. Don't want to warm it up too much," he answered.

Garrett watched his mom untie her sash and let the robe slip to the floor. Kristen was wearing a white sheer dainty baby doll nighty with spaghetti straps and matching G-string panties. The set had beautiful detailed butterfly applique.

As she crawled into bed Garrett watched her tits flounder as they strained against the flimsy top. She moved under the big fluffy comforter and slid over against him. "Mmm, I need some snuggle time."

Garrett couldn't help but SIGH as he felt her warm soft flesh smother his side. Kristen lay her head down against his chest and Garrett felt one of her smooth legs slide across his.

"I missed you today," she whispered.

"Missed you too. Did you still wanna go to the fair tomorrow?"

Kristen lifted her head and gazed into his eyes dotingly. "As long as I'm with you I'll go anywhere."

"What if I wanted to hang out at the sewage treatment plant?" Garrett joked.

Kristen giggled and poked him. "Smart ass."

"Well, you said anywhere."

There was a short period of silence before Kristen got a quirky smile. "You're hard again."

"Huh?" Garrett muttered, trying to act stupid.

Kristen gazed down at the obvious protrusion in the blankets. "You have a hard-on silly...just like you did yesterday and last night....and this morning...and this afternoon and dozens of times in between I'm sure. " she giggled flirtingly. 

"Yeah, it does get like that a lot." Garrett blushed.

"Well, that's because it's trying to tell you something."

"Tell me what?"

Kristen looked into his eyes with a innocent smile. "What do you think? When a penis gets hard it mean it needs to be masturbated to orgasm. Sweetie, when was the last time you took care of yourself?"

"Yesterday morning," he answered.

"Yesterday morning?! Garrett Hill, you can't be serious." Kristen said sympathetically.

"Well, we've been kinda busy, Mom."

"I know, baby, but you need to make sure you always take time out of your day for things like that...no matter what's going on." Kristen said.

Garrett glanced towards the door. "Well, I guess I could go into the bathroom and take care of it real quick."

"Don't be ridiculous. This is your bedroom. You shouldn't have to retreat down the hallway every time you need to masturbate." Kristen said.

"I know, but now that we're sharing a room and everything, maybe I..." Garrett started then his mom cut him off.

"Hey, we had this discussion yesterday. Erections and masturbation are a perfectly natural part of life and we're both grown adults, remember?"

Garrett still seemed a bit uncomfortable. "I know, Mom...it just seem a little weird, that's all."

Kristen smiled as she sat up and tucked her legs to one side. "You're just silly. Scootch over here and lay your head on my lap."

Garrett slid over and rested his head against his mom's legs. He felt the breath being sucked from his lungs as he caught site of the underside of her protruding breasts through the flimsy nightie looming over his face. Kristen peeked over the swell of her enormous boobs, smiling down at him. 

"Are you comfy?" 

"Yeah," he whispered.

"Which hand do you use to stroke yourself off with?" Kristen asked.

"My left."

"That's what I figured. Bring it up here to my mouth," she said.

Garrett brought his hand up and Kristen spit out some saliva into it. "That should get you started until your penis starts leaking out it's precum."

"Ohh umm...okay." Garrett muttered, his heart pounding. "Holy fuck, was this really happening?" He thought.

Kristen stroked his cheek tenderly. "Hey...I want you to just relax and give yourself some pleasure okay? Just like you would if I wasn't here."

Garrett nodded, then reached under the comforter, where his hardness had already found its way out of the fly in his boxers and was standing tall and proud. 

He coated the tip with Kristen's spit and started to twist his fist around it. As he began jerking on his rod he looked up again to find his own loving mom smiling down at him.

"There, now doesn't that feel better?" She whispered.

"Yeah." Garrett muttered.

Her big gleaming green eyes were enough to make him melt. "I'm so glad we can share this," she said.

Kristen looked over and watched the blanket rise and fall from her son's jerking. He gradually increased his pace and she looked back down at him, then again at the blanket. Garrett could see the thrill in her expression.

"Oh that's it...make it feel good, sweetie," she said.

Garrett gazed up at the underside of his mom's breasts. Two huge curves of tit-flesh that he was making tremble from his steady fisting.

A lewd creamy sound filled the room as precum now trickled in a constant stream from Garrett's piss-slit and lubricated his shaft.

Garrett mustered up enough courage to ask his mom the unavoidable. "What about you, Mom? You must need to...you know, masturbate too sometimes."

Kristen giggled. "More times than I like to admit."

"Well...you can always join me you know."

Kristen fed him a quirky little smile. "That wouldn't...bother you?"

Garrett smiled, still stroking steadily. "Why would it bother me? This is your bedroom too right?"

"True...guess I shouldn't be afraid to follow some of my own advice huh?"

"Lift up a sec." Kristen slid out from under him and replaced her lap with a comfy pillow for her son.

She sprawled out on her back right beside him and slid under the covers.

Kristen turned her head and kissed Garrett on the cheek. "Are you sure you don't mind if I masturbate with you?"

"Of course not," he answered, trying to conceal his excitement.

"And promise me you won't tell anyone we did this. I mean it sweetie, it's just between us okay?"

Garrett nodded as he watched his mom slip her hand under the blanket. "Don't worry, Mom...I'm not like Cassie. I can keep my mouth shut," he giggled.

"Your sister has the biggest mouth on the planet." Kristen joked.

"I won't argue with that."

"Mmmmhhh." Kristen sighed as she started rubbing her engorged clitoris.

If Garrett's penis wasn't throbbing before, it certainly was now. He felt it flex in his gooey fist.

Mom and son looked up at the ceiling as they stroked on their genitals. Garrett could hear his mother's sharp QUIVERING BREATH as she pleasured herself beside him.

"O-o-ohh yeah, this is soo nice!" Kristen said in a sighing whispered.

Garrett kept a steady pace, jerking on his throbbing cock-rod. "Yeah it is."

Kristen lets out a SHARP BREATH, jerking her head to one side and throwing her knees back. Garrett could see her arm shaking rapidly and knew that she was frantically rubbing her pussy beneath the covers.

"Ohhh...feels soooo good," she whispered. 

Garrett felt his mom's free hand slide into his and they interlaced their fingers together. She squeezed his hand tightly as she let out another quivering GASP.

Suddenly Kristen winced and arched her back. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!!!"

It was the most amazing thing Garrett had ever seen. There he layed on his back stroking his big dick and watching his own busty mom flop around like a fish beside him. It was almost surreal.

"OH SHIT SWEETIE, I'M CUMMING!" Kristen's little voice cried, trying not to be too loud.

She continue her relentless assault on her clit. Her gorgeous mommy-body bounced on the mattress a few more times, then she rolled onto her side against her son.

The hot mom let out a muffled grunt against his bare shoulder. "UUUNNGGHH!!" 

"Oh wow, Mom!" Garrett muttered, stroking furiously. His peter was so fucking hard it felt as though it was gonna take off like a rocket.

With her hand still tucked down between her legs, Kristen rolled up against her son's chest. She stared off into space, her eyes glazed with lust, a look of wild euphoric pleasure washed acrossed her face.

"I need more," her voice quivered softly.

One of her silky legs slid across Garrett's dick and before he knew it, his mom was litererally on top of him with her face against his neck. He could feel her little hand tucked inside her panties, rubbing swiftly across her love button. He was now reaching up under one of her legs, keeping a tight stroking grasp on his cum-lathered organ.

Kristen let out a little WHIMPER and Garrett could see her luscious ass start to do a little bounce up and down beneath the covers. He slid his free hand across her back, as if holding onto her. His entire bare chest was plastered in soft squishy tit-flesh and he could literally feel them sloshing between them.

"OH DAMN!" Garrett's voice muttered.

Kristen's fingers were pushed down between her clean-shaven labial meat, frigging her clit in rapid little circles. "Ohhh sweetie, I'm gonna cum again!"

Her ass flew up and down as if it were riding an imaginary cock. Garrett bucked his hips as if he were fucking up into an imaginary cunt. The bedspring began to squeek as their clinging bodies bounced together in wild mutual masturbation.

"Oh shit, Mom!" Garrett sighed, his balls churning.

He felt his mom's warm smothering flesh begin to convulse. She let out a muffled girlish cry into the nape of his neck. "OHH GARRETT!!"

Kristen was struck with one of the strongest orgasms of her life and Garrett was no question only moments away from experiencing a rush of pleasure he never dreamed possible.

"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum too, Mom!" He muttered.

"Oh God...Ohh shit, baby cum with me!" Kristen said in a crying whisper.

Kristen's sexy mommy-body bounced atop her teenager as thick ropes of semen erupted from Garrett's piss-slit, splashing up against the comforter. "UUUNNGGHH SHIT!" He grunted.

While his penis spit gysers of gooey semen, Garrett thust his hips, making his mom's voluptuous body bounce and her big tits CLAP against his chest. The headboard began to BEAT repetitiously against the wall.

Doug was almost asleep when he woke to the THUMPING against the wall. "What the hell?"

After about a dozen dull KNOCKS the noise stopped. Doug carefully slipped out of bed and into his wheelchair. He pushed himself out into the darkened hallway and to the closed door that was Garrett and his wife's.

He listened for a moment and could barely hear what sounded like heavy breathing. He tapped lightly on the door. "Kristen?"

There was no response so he KNOCKED a little harder. "Kristen!!"

"Doug? Honey, what's wrong?" Came his wife's voice from inside the bedroom.

He tried the door, but found it locked. "Can I come in for a second...the door's locked."

After about a half a minute Kristen opened the door just a tad and looked out. She was back in her silk robe. "What is it, what's wrong?"

"I just heard a knocking...sounded like it was coming from in here."

Kristen could feel gobs of cock-cream seeping into the crack of her ass, cascading across her butt hole and down the backs of her legs. "A knocking?? Honey, Garrett and I were almost asleep. Whatever your heard it wasn't coming from in here."

"Well I could have sworn it was coming from the other side of the wall."

Kristen fed her husband patient smile. "Sweetie, this is your first night back home in months. I'm sure it's gonna take some time to get used to all the creaks and knocks again. Just try to get some rest okay?" 

"You're right babe. I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight." Kristen said as she closed and locked the bedroom door.

Garrett watched his mom step over and turn on the bedside lamp.

"Well someone had a strong orgasm...my ass is absolutely drenched." Kristen said with a giggle.

"Sorry. Want me to go grab a washcloth?"

"No, probably not a good idea. You're father heard the headboard pounding against the wall. If he saw you fetching a washcloth I think it would be pretty obvious what we were up to in here, don't you?" Kristen asked.

"Yeah I guess your right."

Kristen placed one of her bare feet on the bed and started rubbing Garrett's cock-cream across her silky leg as if it were a lotion. "That's ok...semen is rich in vitamin E...makes a great moisturizer for the skin."

"Are you serious?" Garrett giggled.

"Yes I'm serious. A lot of women love using male ejaculate on their skin. Not only that, but I've read articles that say that semen ingestion is also good for women. It has sugar-based enzymes that help lower stress." Kristen explained.

Garrett couldn't tear his eyes away from his mom's shapely tan leg which seemed to shimmer with silk-softness as she reached out and applied a healthy dose of spunk. "So by ingestion...you mean swallowing it?"

Kristen giggled. "Yes swallowing it, goof-ball. How else would a woman ingest it?"

"Yeah but doesn't that stuff taste nasty?"

Kristen gave him a questioning look. "You mean to tell me you've never tasted your own ejaculate."

"No way...that's just seems gross!"

Kristen giggled playfully. "It is not gross. You just need to try it and you'll see what I mean."

"Too late, Mom...it's already all over your legs."

Kristen lowered her foot back to the floor and placed her hands on her hips, making her big busts protrude outward. 

"Oh what a shame...well I guess we'll just have to make more then, won't we?"

"Right now?"

"Yup, right now buster...and don't tell me you can't. You're a healthy teenage boy, so I know better." Kristen said, grabbing his hand and playfully pulling him from the bed.

"Where are we going?" Garrett giggled.

Kristen jumped up on his back piggy-back style, making her son reel back and forth for a moment. "Into the mancave, loverboy!"

Garrett carried his Mom over to the closet. He started to turn on the light, but she stopped him. "No, leave it off."

"Mom, it's pitch black in there."

Kristen nibbled on his earlobe. "So what's wrong with that...you afraid to play in the dark?"

"Fine," he said, stepping into the closet.

Kristen slipped off his back but took his hand and held it as she reached back and closed the door behind them.

"I can't see a thing now." Garrett said.

Garrett's mom giggled and gave him a wet smacking kiss on the chin. "I know...fun isn't it?"

She grabbed the waistband to her son's boxers and slipped them down his legs until they fell to his feet.

"Geez, Mom!"

"You can't masturbate with boxers on, goofball." Kristen said.

Garrett felt his mom twist around and his erection bumped against her ass and slip up under her nightie. As she backed against him, Kristen took her son's other hand and guided both his hands under her gown and onto her soft hips. Garrett felt the tiny straps to her G-string.

"Your turn...pull em off," she whispered.

"Pull what off?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Kristen giggled. "My panties silly."

"Oh," he muttered, then slipped his thumbs under the straps and pulled them down until he felt them fall to her feet.

Kristen quickly pulled off the nightie and stepped out of her panties. She turned towards toward her son and threw her arms around his neck. As her big bobbling breasts melted against his young chest Garrett's breath quivered with excitement.

"Guess what?" Kristen said softly.

"What?"

She hugged him tight, mashing her warm tits against him and bringing her lips to his ear. "We're both completely naked," she whispered excitedly.

Kristen felt her son's cock twitch and throb against her tummy. "Are you ok with that?" She asked.

"Yeah umm sure." Garrett answered.

"Me too," she said softly, then pulled him deeper into the darkness, past the silk curtain. "Let's get to the swing."

They blindly felt their way to the swing and Garrett stumbled onto it and sat down. Kristen let out a playful little SCREAM as she fell forward onto him, her big naked tits mashing up against his lean teenaged chest.

"Shit, I hope that wasn't too loud. This certainly isn't the time for your father come investigating strange noises again," she said.

"That's for sure. I think he'd be a little shocked." Garrett said.




Mom's Roommate



"His naked wife laying all over their masturbating teenaged son...I think so." Kristen giggled.

Kristen's hip slid along Garrett's shaft as she straddled one of his legs. He could feel the heat of her genitals and a neatly trimmed patch of pubic fuzz tickle the top of his leg.

"You better start stroking that thing, sweetheart. It feels like it's gonna blast off like a rocket ship," she said with a little giggle. 

Garrett reached down excitedly and starting yanking on his throbbing pecker.

"Do you need some spit, love?" Kristen asked softly.

"No...it's leaking plenty." Garrett answered.

"Mmm, that means being naked in the dark with mommy is getting someone excited..."

"Good," she said, laying flat against him and resting her head on his chest, just under his shoulder.

"Put your other arm around me." Kristen whispered.

Garrett stretched his free arm around her, feeling the smooth bare skin of his mom's back. The lewd creamy sounnd of cock-stroking filled the air.

"I noticed that you like to stroke your penis really fast. That must be how you like to make love to a girl huh?" Kristen said.

"Y-yeah, well no...I mean I don't like for it to end quick," he answered.

Kristen giggled. "Well of course you don't sweetie. Just because you like to make love hard and fast doesn't mean you're racing for the finish line. That's why they call it monkey sex."

"Monkey sex?"

"Yeah, monkey sex, you know, the kind of sex that leaves clothes all over the place, bed sheets torn, things broken, the nieghbors complaining...and an odd scatch or two." Kristen explained with a little giggle.

"Wow, well I'm not sure I've gotten to experience any of that yet."

Kristen lifted her head, stroking his shoulders with her long nails. "Maybe not, but I'm sure it's the kind of sex that you think about while you stroke...isn't it?"

Garrett got a big grin, continuing to jack his rock-hard dick. "Maybe."

He felt his mom's big squishy boobs slide up his chest as she brought her face above his. He sensed that her lips were very very close.

Kristen whispered soft and seductive. "I'm sure you lay there at night...pulling on it and thinking about a sexy girl...kissing you..." she said, then gave her son a wet peck, letting her luscious lips close against his. 

"Licking you..." she said, then gave him another lip smacking kiss...then another...then another.

"Ummmhh" Garrett moaned, his body shuddering with wicked excitement as his hand flew up and down his cum lathered shaft.

After the last kiss Kristen stayed close, letting her lips barly graze against her son's. "Ssssucking you," she whispered, then fed him another kiss.

Kristen planted a few wet kisses on his cheek and moved her lips to his ear. Garrett's hips started rocking up and down as he stroked on his pulsing dong.

His mom spoke softly into his ear. "That's my baby, you're FUCKING her hard now, aren't you? You're fucking her tight slippery pussy hard and fast just the way you like to."

Garrett's head spund and his heart about leaped out of his chest. Never in his life had he heard his mom use the F word, especially not in the way she just did.

"Ohh geeez, Mom!!!" He muttered, as his cock seemed to stretch another inch.

Kristen gently slid her hand down the side of his body and down between his legs. She planted her middle finger between his balls and butt-hole and started to massage his perineum. 

Garrett's balls jumped and he felt his scrotum tighten. "O-H-H-H WOW, MOM!!"

"Does that feel good baby boy?" Kristen asked.

"Uhhh-huh."

"And you don't mind mommy helping a little?" She asked lovingly.

"Nooo way!" Garrett muttered.

She kissed back up his cheek and planted a series of soft wet pecks on his lips. "Oh sweatheart, I love you soo much."

"Oh God I love you too, Mom and I'm feeling really really good." Garrett muttered.

The whole situation, as mind-blowingly erotic as it was, seemed almost surreal to Garrett. Alone in the darkness, masturbating naked with his own mom, while his father was right down the hallway. What a rush!

Kristen's kisses were wet and tender. "Oh Garrett," ...kiss. "My baby,"...kiss. "My sweetheart,"...kiss, kiss.

"O-h-h Mom, I'm gonna cum!"

"YESSS,"...kiss, kiss. "Oh sweet baby, cum all over us!" Kiss...kiss...kiss...

It was all too much...his fingers, his mom's fingers, tender kisses, warm fleshy mommy-tits smothering his young chest.

Garrett grunted as the first huge milky blast rocketed out his piss-hole and sailed four-feet in the air. HHHUUUNNNGGHH!!!! 

His young body jerked as rope after hot creamy rope squirted from his lance and splashed down on him and his mom.

"Ohhh honey, you're squirting sooo much." Kristen said, planting a few more kisses on his moaning lips.

Garrett had shot huge loads before, but never anything like this. As his mom's two fingers rubbed against his taint it was if she were pulling more and more cum from his balls.

"Ohhhh shit," he finally sighed, as the last of it oozed out onto his belly.

Kristen's finger stopped and her hand slid up and cupped Garrett's soft scrotum. She gently clutched his balls and let her long nails slowly rake across the tender meat of his nuts. "I bet they feel so much better now, don't they?"

"Yeah...oh God yeah." he answered, still catching his breath.

Kristen released his sack and let one of her long nails tenderly drag up the underside of her son's shaft. His cock twitched and his breath quivered as her nail scraped across the super-sensitive cock-head.

She reached the pool of cum on his chest and began rubbing it against him like a lotion. She could feel streams of spunk running down in between her tits.

"Sorry, I think I really made a mess." Garrett said.

"Mmmm, it's a good kind of mess." Kristen answered, coating her son's chest with it. "Here, open your mouth."

Garrett opened and his mom's finger swiped a big warm gob of his own cock-cream onto his tongue. "Gross," he said, swallowing it down.

"It is not." Kristen said with a giggle, scooping up more and sucking it into her own mouth. "It's yummy." 

She fed him one more tender peck on the lips. "Let's go get back in bed."

Kristen stood up and after Garrett stood he felt his mom once again clutch her tiny hand around his scrotum. She tugged gently, leading him by the balls to the doorway.

"Shouldn't we get dressed?" Garrett asked.

"No," she whispered.

The moonlight placed a warm magical glow in their bedroom and the first thing Garrett made out was his mom's tan bare buttocks. It swayed seductively only a couple feet from his bobbing erection.

Kristen's cute little bare feet padded against the floor as she walked her son over to their big bed. She gave her son's balls a quick squeeze before letting them go and crawling up onto the mattress.

Garrett couldn't help but stand there , mouth agape, watching his naked mom crawl towards the center of the bed. Her luscious ass, her clean shaven snatch, her huge dangling tits...they were right before his eyes.

Kristen paused reached her hand back for him. "Come on," she lovingly whispered.

It was all like a wild erotic dream to young Garrett as he took his mom's hand and climbed in bed naked with her. Kristen slept close to him that night, her big squishy bare breasts plastered against him.

"Good morning." Kristen said as she joined her husband and daughter in the kitchen.

"Well, welcome to the land of the living. You're usually the first one up in the morning." Doug said.

Kristen poured herself a cup of coffee. "Yeah, I think all that work moving rooms around finally caught up with Garrett and I."

Doug took a second to run his eyes down his wife's luscious legs down to her sexy little bare feet. Just the site of her in that short silk robe always made his heart skip a beat.

"Well how bout a nice relaxing day at the beach. I can call the clinic, they can bring the van and wheel us right over." 

"Oh honey that would be great, but Garrett and I have plans to go to the fair today." Kristen said.

"Well, cool then...how bout we all go?"

"YEAAAHH!!" Cassie cheered.

"Uh, that's a no, young lady...you got to go yesterday," Kristen said.

"Well so did Garrett."

Doug tried to smile through his next comment. "You and him sure have been spending a lot of time alone together the past few days."

"And Mommy was sitting on Garrett's lap." Cassie chimed in.

Kristen gave her a stern glare. "Hush!"

"You were momma, you were sitting on Garrett's pee-pee."

"Young lady!" Kristen said in a scolding tone.

With an overdramatic pout Cassie turned and stomped out of the kitchen.

Kristen sat at the table and crossed her legs. "It's a good thing she's so damn cute, it makes all the whining half-way tolerable."

Doug noticed Kristen's robe had opened slightly when she sat, revealing a good deal of cleavage. "So...you slept naked last night huh?"

Kristen took a sip of coffee, feeding him a quirky smile. "And what makes you say that?"

"Well last night when you came in and said goodnight I could have sworn you had on a nightie on under your robe."

Cassie peeked around the corner. "Please, please can I go?"

This time it was Doug who glared. "Cassie, you heard what your mother said, now drop it."

With a whine Cassie diappeared again.

Kristen took another sip of coffee. "You should go talk to her, see if you can cheer her up. She went almost two months without seeing you, Doug. It might be good for just the two of you to spend some quality time together today." 

"Yeah, I suppose," he said, wheeling himself away from the table.

Before he could pass her, Kristen stuck out one of her legs, blocking his exit. She gave him sweet smile, batting her eyelashes. "I love you."

They both leaned forward and kissed. "And I love you...but you still didn't answer my question." Doug said almost playfully.

Doug found himself strangely aroused at the idea that his wife might have actually slept naked with their own son. The fact was, he himself was a horny teen once and could only imagine what is would have been like sleeping in bed naked with his big breasted mother.

Kristen smiled almost guiltily then gracefully curling her naked leg back under the table. "Stop asking a billion questions and go calm your daughter."

After Kristen and Garrett left Doug watched a Disney movie with Cassie, until she did what she always did while watching movies and fell asleep.

The fact that his wife was naked under her robe this morning was eating away at him so he decided to snoop through her and Garrett's bedroom a little.

Because they were in such a rush to get to the fair the bed was still unmade. Doug went to the closet, Aka. The Man Cave. Laying on the floor just inside the door was his wife's little nightie, the one he was sure she was wearing the night before.

A little further back was her panties, laying right next to Garrett's boxers. It was pretty clear that his wife and son were taking off their clothes together in here. Strangely, he found himself grabbing his own flaccid dick and giving it a few tugs.

He wheeled over to the bed and studied where his wife and son had slept. There was nothing out of the ordinary until he lifted the blanket and saw huge ribbons of dried spunk plastered against the underside of the comforter.

"OHH YEAH...OH GOD FUCK ME!!"

Misty, Doug's sister, arched her back as she came, thrusting her big tits up against the young man on top of her.

"OH, MISSES YOUNG...OH SHIT!!" The 18 year old cried as his dick went off like a cannon inside her. 

A few minutes later the youngster was throwing his clothes back on as Misty lay there sucking on a cigarrette.

"Wow, Misses Young, that was soo awesome," he said.

Misty's cell phone began to go off. "Well don't think that just because I'm giving you an A on that test that you don't have to do your homework. I want those assignments turned in tomorrow."

The young man threw on his shoes and hurried towards her bedroom door. "Right on, Misses Young. See you at school."

Misty answered her cell. "Hello."

"Hey Sis, it's Doug."

Misty got a big smile. "Dougie...how's my big brother? Glad to be home I bet."

"Yeah, that damn hospital food just wasn't doing it for me." Doug said, making his sister giggle. "Say are you um...busy today at all?"

"No, I have to grade a few papers, but Steve's still out of town on business so no big plans. What's up?"

"You still good with that camera?" 

Misty laughed. "Are you kidding, photography is my passion, you know that."

"Well I have a huge favor...and it may seem kinda weird, but I...uh...I promise I'll explain later."

In the late afternoon Doug greeted Misty at the door. 

"Hey," she smiled, seeming her cheery self.

"Aunt Misty!!" Carrie shouted, giving her Auntie a big hug.

"Hey Kiddo, how are you?"

Cassie was all smiles. "I went to the fair yesterday and it was fun."

"Awesome." Misty answered.

"Pumpkin, I need to talk with Aunt Misty so I need you to play in your room for a bit ok?" Doug said.

Carrie threw on her trademark pouty face. "Awwww!"

Misty rubbed her cheek. "Tell you what, when I'm done talking to your dad I'll come hang out with you for a bit ok?"

Doug and Misty went to the table in the kitchen. "Well, how did it go?" Doug asked.

His sister seemed a little hesitant. "It went well...I guess. Not really sure why you had me following them all day."

"So you got some pictures then?"

Misty gave her brother a quirky smile. "Yes, I got your pictures."

Misty propped her ipad up on the table and opened her images. The first picture was taken a little distance behind Kristen and Garrett as they strolled through the fair. Garrett was in his usual shorts and t-shirt. Kristen was wearing a tan mid-thigh length crochet sweaterdress and matching wedge heeled flip flops. As they had been a lot lately, they were holding each others hand tightly.

"I followed them through the fair most of the morning." Misty said, flipping to another picture.

This one was of the two embracing as they stood inside a little alcove between two tents. Kristen had her armed wrapped loosly around her son's neck and stared up into his eyes. They definitely looked more like lovers than mother and son.

"They were kinda hard to follow. They seemed to wander off into these private little spots a lot." Misty said, flipping to the next photograph.

Doug glared at the picture. "Yeah that's kinda what bothers me." 

"Bothers you? What do you mean?" Misty asked.

"Well, don't you think they look a little too...intimate, for a mother and son?"

Misty giggled. "Dougie, what are you trying to say?"

"Nothing, just umm...let's see the next one. 

This was a closer picture of Kristen standing in the same spot, but laying her head against her son's chest. It was completely obvious by her content expression that this was a woman who was absolutely in love.

"So is that all those two did was stand around and hug all day?" Doug asked.

Misty flipped to the next picture which was of Garrett and Kristen sitting off by themselves at a picnic table with a big umbrella over it. Kristen was sitting sideways with her smooth tan legs crossed over her son's lap. She had the tip of a big popsicle in her mouth and seemed to be giving Garrett a naughty stare.

"How's your popsicle?" Garret asked.

The tip slipped from between her pouty lips. "It's long hard and juicy. Kinda sounds like something else we were giving some attention last night, doesn't it?"

Garret giggled. "Sure does...and I think the juice part was pretty much all over us."

"Well, this popsicle juice would get all over us too if I let it. That's why I'm licking it..." Kristen said, then ran her long pink tongue up the length of the popsicle.

"And sucking it..." she continued, stretching her ovalled lips around it and sucking it into her mouth. "It keeps the yummy juice sliding down my throat and into my tummy."

As Garrett's sat marveling, Kristen stared into his eyes and slid the entire treat into her mouth. Seven inches of icy goodness disappeared in her warm mouth and throat. 

Garrett's heart was racing and his cock had already become a throbbing slab of iron in his shorts.

She slid the popsicle back out of her mouth. "Long hard things don't make as big a mess if they're being licked and sucked on properly," Kristen said, squeezing the tip of her son's lump between her fingers. 

Misty flipped to the next picture of Kristen excitedly pulling Garrett towards one of the carnival rides. "They did go on a few rides. Their favorite seemed to be this one, called the tunnel of love."

"How do you know it was their favorite?" Doug asked.

Misty raised an eyebrow. "Well for one, they went on it two times, back to back."

She flipped to another picture of Garrett and Kristen sitting inside the car of the ride, which was shaped like a giant heart. Kristen looked excited and was snuggled up next to him. 

"As long as their no ghosts or ghouls in this ride I'll be fine." Kristen said as she squeezed her son's arm.

"Wrong ride, Mom. This is the tunnel of love, not the tunnel of horror."

Kristen poked him in the ribs. "Smart ass."

The car moved forward through some double doors painted like a big box of candy. "HOLD ON TIGHT TO YOUR SWEETHEART...HERE WE GOOO!!" A voice on the speaker said.

Once inside, the car moved along a tunnel with a painted scene of Lovers Lane, which was fluorescently lit. 

The chorus of "Do you love me?" by the Contours was playing loudly. Kristen rocked her body to the beat of the music, making her soft tits brush back and forth against Garrett's arm as she held it.

A painting of trees opened up and their car continued into another tunnel. This one was of clouds and little flying cupids, warmly lit so it seemed as if they floating through the sky. Soft romantic music filled the tunnel as the car slowly moved through it. 

The voice again came over the speaker, calmer this time. "ARE YOU HUGGING LOVERS...BECAUSE THIS IS THE TUNNEL OF PASSION."

The entire car leaned back a little. Kristen giggled then looked at Garrett playfully. "You heard what he said." 

She slid one of her legs across his lap and coiled her arms around his neck. The feeling his Mom's huge breasts flattening out against his chest never failed in making his heart leap.

Mom and son rested in a passionate embrace as the car of the ride seemed to hover through the tunnel.

Suddenly doors in front of them opened and the music became a fast paced disco beat. Big lips, of all colors seemed to fly across the surface of the walls. "IT'S TIME FOR KISSSSSSSEEEEESS!!!" The speaker voice announced.

Garrett and Kristen's heart shaped car began to slowly spin and rock. Kristen let out a cute little SCREAM and started giggling as they were swung around.

"Now just how am I suppose to kiss on you if they're gonna swing us around like this?" She asked playfully.

"Guess they wanted to make it a challenge." Garrett answered.

She brought her face up close to his. "Well I'm kissing you dammit and I don't care how difficult they make it."

Kristen started planting kisses on her son's lips. A few times as they were rocked around she missed and kissed his chin or forehead. The two them giggled at her failed attempts.

The car suddenly leaned way back and froze. Multicoclored lips raced by above them. Kristen's face hovered over Garrett's. This was his mom and he could see the thrill in her eyes.

"Finally," she said, then planted a wet kiss on his lips, then another...then another.

Pecking kisses were a commom thing his mom gave him growing up, but these were different. With each smacking kiss Kristen seemed to be closing the wet of her lips around him. There were many times that he even felt her tongue. They were more like sucking kisses.




Mom's Roommate



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

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

The car moved through another set of doors.

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

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

A young girls voice sang a familiar rhyme.

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

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

"That was fun." Kristen smiled.

"Yeah it was."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

"Well where the hell did they go?"

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

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

"I don't know." Misty said.

"I thought you said you followed them??"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhh my God!" The lucky teen muttered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OH-H-H MOM!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Following you two. Doug is suspicious."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OH FUCK, MOM!!!" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OHH YES!!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Watching TV with daddy."

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

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

"She did huh?"

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

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

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

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

"So how was the fair?" Doug asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mmmmm so nice," she whispered.

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

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

"Ohhh shit, Mom." Garrett muttered excitedly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You like that huh??"

"Oh God yeah," he sighed. 

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




Mom's Roommate



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, Okay."

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

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

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

"Yeah, just horrible." Garrett joked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Garrett snuck from the bathroom and stepped across the hallway.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can I ask you something?" Doug said.

"Of course you can."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohh it's nothing, forget it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Exciting??" Kristen asked.

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

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

"Well that doesn't make it right."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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