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Mom's Man

By: mommasweetlover



I want to tell you what happened to me when I was 19 years old. My name is Tim and I was sitting home when my mom Jenna came walking in from work. She is about 4' 8" and weighs about 115 pounds. I looked up and she asked why I was home instead off to work yet. I told her that I had switched my shift with Dianna. My mom then asked why Dianna had needed to switch, and I said that I did not know. That just made her so mad at me she left the room. Now most people are probably wondering about my father and where he was. The truth was he was killed before I was born. I had a picture of him in my room but that was it.

I had made dinner when she finally came out of her room. I made our usual Friday night dinner which was baked lemon pepper chicken, and a fresh salad. I had also poured her a glass of white chardonnay and for myself a glass of sparkling white grape juice. She insisted that I not drink wine or beer at all. I guess that is why my dad wasn't alive, but I didn't know. She apologized for earlier that evening, but she was still in a funky mood. She did finally start to come around after we ate. I had also made her favorite dessert which was pineapple upside-down-cake. It was worth the time I had taken to make it for her. She thanked me and went to her room.

Now the house that we lived in had the master bedroom was downstairs where I could see in from my room when her curtains were left open. It just happened that I got to see in there quite a bite when I was younger. Now my mom had that hourglass shape that I love on women. Her tits were nice and I had seen them before she got dressed after her showers. I would imagine that I was down there when she would walk out of the bathroom. She would then turn and start to rub lotion up her leg that was propped up on the bench at the end of the bed. I then would stand up and rub the lotion into her back and ass. I would then jack myself off in the shower to get my hard on to go back down.

I hadn't been able to see into her room in a year and I thought that those days were over. I was surprised when I got up one morning and looked out my room window in the fall about 5:30 am. I was going out hunting that morning with my friend. I happened to look in the direction of her window and I couldn't believe my eyes. My mother was standing in front of the window and her jacking herself off. I could not help myself I started to jack off right there on the spot. I then heard a scream and looked out the window again. She was pulling the curtains and she had a pissed off look on her face.

I could hear the speech I was definitely going to get later. I immediately stopped jacking off, and headed downstairs trying to get outside into my truck. I made it downstairs, but she was standing in between me and the door. I braced myself for the lecture that was coming but I just got the question, "Did you enjoy the show?" I stammered out an I'm sorry won't happen again, and left the house. I couldn't concentrate on hunting as all I could think about was seeing her naked and jacking herself off. I also had to readjust myself because I had a full blown hard on every time I thought about it.

I got home around 3:00 that afternoon and the house was empty. I went to my room and started to clean up the room. As I did I noticed that there was a note on my pillow, then a pair of her panties a few minutes later. I know that I never had taken them out of her room or her laundry. I then read the note which said, "I want you to have these instead of being a peeking tom." I could hardly believe that she had given me a pair of her panties. I also noticed that she had had blinds installed in her bedroom windows. I was disappointed to say the least.

She came home that night around 11:00 pm and I could see that she was real tipsy. I went out to help her get out of the cab and pay the driver her fare. He informed me that she had been kicked out of the bar and then had thrown up all over his back seat. I gave him an extra 20 dollars to go get the seat cleaned. I went in and found her passed out on her bed. I just removed her coat and her high heels. I draped a blanket over her, and went to bed. The next morning she thanked me for taking care of her.

I joked that she could take of me in other ways, and she asked me what I was talking about. I knew that I would only have a chance if she was still hung over, but I had to try anyways. I told her that she could walk around naked that day. She just dropped her clothes and said that was fine. I had to hide the coffee for sure. I also had to give her something to help keep her drunk enough to do it.? I cautiously asked what else she would do for me. She said nothing was off limit. I then asked her to allow me to watch her jack off in her bedroom. She had the look of I am not sure but ok at the same time. She lay down and she spread her legs wide. I started jacking off as she was coming in to the edge of her orgasm. My cum splashed onto her stomach, which horrified her back into reality. She kicked me out of her room and slammed the door behind me.

I forgot about it until she brought up the subject a few weeks later. She was wearing a short white skirt, a white low cut shirt, and a nice pair of calf-high boots. She looked smoking hot and I grabbed her around her waist. I kissed her directly on the lips and she didn't resist me at all. She just smiled and kissed me again with passion. I slowly started to caress her back. I then started to caress her breasts and she started by removing my shirt. I pulled away and said, "Mom, what are you doing?" 

Her reply was, "Seducing my man."

Mom's Massage



I am Beth, divorced mother of a 19-year-old daughter, Sara, who still lives at home with me. I work a secretarial job and she goes to the local community college. When she was young, I was too busy working and taking care of her to think about getting involved and meeting men. Since then, somehow it has never come up. I just never seemed to want to spend the energy to pursue finding a boyfriend, and no one pursued me. I satisfy my ever dwindling sexual needs with some toys I keep in my bed stand.

Sara has always been a pretty responsible girl, and we have stayed close even as she went through her teenage years (though technically she still is one, now that she has finished high school and is in college, I sort of think of her as "grown up"). She is about five-foot-seven and has a lean athletic look, and does play a variety of sports. Her breasts are still small enough that she goes bra-less most of the time. Since it is just the two of us, she does not pay much attention to how she is dressed at home. She often goes around the house in just panties and a tank top. Her nipples will often stick prominently through the fabric. Being mom, I am a little more conservative that way. I pretty much stay dressed around the house, or at least in pj's or a terry cloth robe. It is not as if she has not seen me undressed, or me her, or each other sitting on the toilet on occasion. Nevertheless, neither do we go around naked either. I am a decent looking woman, no model certainly. At five-foot-five, my weight is good at about 125 pounds. While no athlete, I have not let myself go completely soft. I have dark wavy hair, cut generally to just below the shoulders. My breasts are fairly full so they do sag some—I am in my early 40s after all. But I think if I dress well, I can still turn an eye or two.

On this particular Friday evening, it had been a long day, with the boss running me all over the place. I was ready to collapse by the time I left the office for the day and took the bus home. As usual, I have on my secretarial outfit, looking professional, mid thigh tan skirt, tights, matching tan vest, a white silk blouse fairly tight in the bodice, and heels. When I get home I just plop myself down on the sofa, and kick off my heels, leaving my purse dropped just inside the door. We live in a small two bedroom apartment, with our rooms just off the living/dinging room and share the one bathroom. I guess Sara heard me sigh. She came out of her room just as I sat down, in just panties and a tank top, as I mentioned is often the case, asking me how I was. I told her, truthfully, that I was pretty beat. She comes behind the sofa, and starts to rub my neck, something she will do for me on occasion. I just close my eyes, letting out deep breaths. Sara had just recently started taking a class on massage through the local parks and rec, and more often now would offer these neck rubs. 

After massaging my shoulders for a few minutes she generally gets back to doing whatever it is she does in her room—her homework, chatting with her friends or whatever it is a girl of her age does. But today she says to me "Would you like me to do your back? I could practice some of what I'm learning in class." I tell her sure. She recommends we go to my room so I can lie down on the bed. I figure, great, I would love a massage. She tells me she will be there in a moment, and I go to my room and collapse on my stomach on the bed.

When she gets in the room, she is holding a bottle of massage oil, a couple of candles, and an extra sheet. She informs me I need to get undressed to do this properly, as she wants to give me a real massage with oil and the full treatment. I am a little hesitant. As I said, it is not like she has not seen me undressed, but we do not hang out naked either. In the end, I figure this is a massage after all, so I get up and start taking my clothes off. Meanwhile she puts the sheet over the bed, turns off the lamps, lights the candles, and puts on some soft relaxing classical music that I have by my CD player.

Once I am undressed, she instructs me to lie down again on my stomach. As I lie down, I notice one of my dildos is sitting right there on my bed stand. I am a little embarrassed, but I am pretty sure she knows I have these toys, and we have had the talk about sex and masturbation. I told her I did it—I wanted her to know it is normal. I have seen that she has some of her own by now, so I figure I really should not be embarrassed. Still, to have it just sitting there... Anyway, she seems oblivious. She places a towel over my rear and another cloth over my face. I feel her get up on the bed and straddle me on my upper thighs. I hear her put the oil on her hands, warming it up by rubbing her hands together. I guess she had also thought to put the heat up, as I notice the temperature in the room rising. She does think of everything, that sweet daughter of mine! Now I feel her hands first touch my bare back, those initial strokes a bit of a shock, yet so soothing. She is working her hands up and down my back, working into my sore spots. She does touch the sides of my breasts as she goes down my sides, yet acts very professional about it. Even though it feels a bit weird to have my daughter touch my breasts, even just the sides, I just give in to the wonderful feeling of her firm strokes caressing my sore tight muscles. 

I am now starting to drift off somewhat. The smell of the rose scented oil, the soft music in the background, and these wonderful warm hands soothing my body. I am in heaven. She moves down to my buttocks, and removes the towel. Her hands firmly cup my cheeks, kneading them, which presses my crotch forcefully into the bed. This wakes me up a bit. Now I am feeling a bit more exposed, and I have to admit a little turned on, as her vigorous strokes cause my vulva to rub against the sheets as well as my breasts and nipples, which begin to harden. I am trying to think, this is my daughter, I cannot be reacting this way. And as I am thinking this, she moves down, massaging the insides of my thighs, touching just along the edges of my vagina, heightening these conflicting emotions. 

She keeps moving on though, turning around on me, straddling my rear now, as she does my legs. This pushes my pelvis further into the bed, and I can feel myself getting turned on again. I think to myself, thank goodness for the scented candles or my own daughter would be able to detect the musky odor of my arousal! Every stroke of her hands of her now is the sensual touch my body has been deprived of all these years—awaking my skin to the pleasures of the flesh. 

Eventually she reaches my feet and toes. All good things must eventually come to an end. Once done there, I feel her lift herself off me. I lie there in bliss, assuming the massage is over, grateful that she has not said a word and is just letting me absorb the feeing of both pure pleasure and relaxation, and yet paradoxically this heightened arousal. Once she leaves, I will slowly pleasure myself, maybe even use that dildo I left on that bed stand.

However, to my surprise, after about a minute, instead of leaving the room, she tells me it is now time to turn over. In part, I am a little disappointed that I will have to postpone satisfying my sexual arousal. I am also afraid she might be able to tell how stimulated her mother has become. My pussy lips are probably moist and slightly engorged, my nipples certainly are. The idea of being that exposed to my daughter is still weird. On the other hand, her caressing strokes have been so wonderful and I do not really want her to stop. Anyway, what reason would I give for not letting her continue—sorry you have gotten me too aroused and I need to pleasure myself? So I do as I am told, I turn over on my back, pretending that nothing is amiss.

She again drapes the cloth over my eyes and the towel over my pelvis. She commands me to lie there a moment and relax while she goes to the bathroom, letting me know she will be right back. I almost fall asleep waiting for her return, I am so relaxed. Then I feel her climbing up on my body again. She straddles my pelvis, our crotches basically touching, with the towel protecting me. She starts with my head, massaging my scalp. Soon she has moved down to my upper chest, just above my breasts, opening me up with her strokes. Her touch again heightens my arousal, mostly a sensual arousal of skin that has been reawakened to a long dormant pleasure. She does my arms next, not missing any part of my body.

Coming back up the arms, she is at my chest again, only this time, she moves down fully over my breasts. She cups them and starts massaging them. I take a quick gasp of breath—a sharp intake. I am having my breasts massaged! By my daughter! I am in a complete state of sensual pleasure. With the cloth over my eyes, in an almost dream state, I do not outwardly react beyond my breathing becoming more audible, only allowing this inward heightened sense of arousal. I am moving again from a just sensual to a sexual feeling of pleasure. My breasts, which spend the day strapped in a bra, are now being caressed and stroked! I have not had anyone but myself touch these breasts in many years! Not only that, but she is sitting with her mound on mine, a thin towel between us. She keeps massaging them, first cupping the whole breasts, then using her fingers, circling inward. Every touch sending lightening bolts of delight through me. When she gets to the nipples, she rolls them between her fingers. At this point, I am feeling high, and in such a dream state, I just give in to the pleasure, and my nipples come fully erect, my juices begin to flow. My arousal in the air, even through aroma of the candles—I am sure she must smell the sexual tension. I have the safety of the cloth over my eyes to hide facing the reality of what is going on. She spends what seems like an eternity on my breasts, my nipples, my belly and chest.

Eventually she moves on, down my belly, and lower toward my mound. She removes the towel from there, moving to massage the insides of my thighs once again, but now with my sexuality fully exposed. Her strokes cause me to open my legs wider, both from her gentle coaxing, and from my own desire. However, rather than moving on down my legs, this time she actually presses her hand against the whole of my mound with her palm, and massages it with soft gentle circles over the full length of my pussy! Now I really am getting drenched, and my clit is responding. There can be no pretense of an innocent massage, or even of slight sexual teasing. A line has been crossed. She obviously knows what she is dong to me. Did she plan this from the beginning? I do not know and no longer care. I just know that I do not want her to stop. I am in pure ecstasy, barely remembering what such pleasure could be like. 

She inserts a finger, feeling how lubricated I am. I am now purring and moaning out loud. I want her to know the pleasure she is giving me, my pelvis rising into her hand, my hands gripping the sheets tightly, my face contorted in joy. Just as I imagine this must be the ultimate of what she can do for me, next thing I know she is inserting my dildo into my pussy! I let the cloth fall off my face, to gaze up at my beautiful daughter who is giving such satisfaction to her mother. I see that she is completely naked, realizing that she must have been this way ever since she returned from the bathroom to work on my front. There she is, her nude body on mine, pressing a dildo into her mom's pussy! She is no child, but a full-grown woman in her full sexuality. She is playing now directly with my clitoris. I am moaning in pleasure, smiling up at her. As she pushes the dildo in with faster and harder strokes, I begin to really cry out in ecstasy, her finger never leaving my clitoris, little circles driving it to mounting heights of bliss. Quickly I am on the edge, and it does not take me long to come to a convulsive orgasm, spasming over and over, as she holds the dildo deep in me and cups her palm over my pleasure button, letting these waves pass over me, with her not letting me go. 

She is next to me now, kissing me and stroking me, breast to breast, my crotch pressed against hers with our legs entwined. I fall asleep in the arms of my daughter, feeling more fulfilled than I ever have.



Mom's Memory



"Which one of those bitches at the bank are you screwing?"

"What the hell are you talking about!" He shouted in surprise back at her as he stopped at the red light.

"I want to know which one of them gals is giving you money out of my account?" Irene continued.

Sean's eyes widened and his face turned red as his mom's unexpected question hit him like a slap in the face. It literally came out of the blue.

Sean had been worrying about his mother's mental state of being for a number of months. He figured she had finally lost it completely. But with his next comment one might consider whether he too was losing it. Or, had his secret desire been building up for too many years. And a plan materialized.

"You sound like you're jealous?" He asked mockingly.

"Jealous! Of what!" She replied. "I don't care if you're screwing the whole lot of them. It's my money I care about!"

"Well, you must not be worried too much! One of those gals has been depositing $100 into your account every time you let us screw at your apartment." He lied. And continued to lie. "That was until you told her that you and I were screwing. After that, she wanted nothing to do with either of us and stopped putting money in your account."

Sean was pulling into the parking space at his mother's apartment complex as he spoke his last words. He stepped out of the truck, slamming the door. He walked the short distance to the lobby to retrieve a cart, returning to the truck to unload his mother's groceries. She was waiting for him.

"Don't say another damn word until we get upstairs." She whispered angrily. "Somebody might hear you!"

He knew he had to keep her focused. Being quiet was not the way to do it.

"Everything was going so well. She didn't even care if you were in the apartment when she and I were screwing." He said in a low voice as they moved across the parking lot.

"SSssssssss!" She admonished.

"And then you had to go and do it." He whispered standing in front of the elevator, hoping no one would want to join them. No one did.

"Go and do it?" She whispered as they entered the elevator and the door closed. "Go and do what?"

"Get jealous. You went and told her that you were screwing me and to get her ass out and never come back. You blew it! The money, everything!"

"I don't remember any of this shit!"

They entered the apartment. She began to put the groceries away as Sean handed the items to her out of the bags. Finished, she opened the utensil draw and pulled out a large knife.

"I've got half a mind to cut your cock off!" She said, pointing the knife at him before throwing it back in the draw and slamming it shut.

She continued. "You never screwed a girl in my apartment and you sure as hell didn't screw me!"

"I didn't screw you!" He shot back at her. Continuing his lie. "We screwed. We sure as hell did! You spread your legs willingly enough! We have been screwing for five years. It started at the trailer you bought with all the money you had left in the world. Screwing that girl at the bank was a plan to get some of your money back. You fucked that up!" He continued making up in his head as he went. "You've always had a sarcastic attitude, making sexual innuendos and statements. The night I put that cabinet together for you." He pointed towards the object. "I showed up and you were dressed like a whore. My hand slipped using a screwdriver and you told me I wasn't a very good screwer. I called your hand that night. Yeah, you played at resisting, asking me what Ann would think of me playing with your tits, but your game didn't work. You faked resistance until I got your sweater and bra off and then you melted like butter. You wanted it just as bad as I did."

"I'm going back to that damn bank and talk to that girl!" Irene threatened. "I will find out."

"That would be hard because they fired her." He quickly retorted.

"Either I am losing my wits or you have a very vivid imagination." She said, leaning against the kitchen counter. "If it's your imagination, I never had any idea you thought or wanted me that way. I'm your mother. If we have been screwing for five years I don't remember it. I remember catching you screwing girls in our apartment a number of times a long time ago and I always thought you were showing them a good time. You would think I could remember us screwing five years ago, or a month ago, or a week, even."

Thinking fast, "I figured you said I wasn't a good screwer just to tease and tempt me. It worked." Sean continued, "The mind and memory is a funny thing. I don't know what to say about your memory, but we used to screw once a week, some time more. I do know it's been a while since we've done it, Mom. How about we go to the bedroom and refresh your memory."

Irene stared at her son for a long moment and then walked past her him as she somewhat reluctantly headed for the bedroom.

Sean followed, amazed at how easily he had convinced her with his story. He indeed did have a very vivid imagination. Especially the last eight years he had been married, his mother was the one he envisioned making love with.

Irene turned to face him as she stood beside the bed. "I suppose I'm willing son but I don't remember how we begin."

Sean moved close to his mother and kissed her lightly on the lips.

He took the initiative as he had in his story and began to remove her T-shirt and a bra. He studied her bare breast for long moments as he fondled them. He took a nipple into his mouth and began to suck it tenderly. He reached to unzip his pants. Pulling his rock hard erection free. He sough her hand and guided it to his cock

Irene instinctively began to squeeze and pull her on son's cock.

Sean broke his suction. "You told me that my cock was bigger and thicker than dad's? You still think so, Mom?"

"Yes, Sean, I believe I do." She replied, releasing her grip as he backed away from her.

Sean finished disrobing her, unzipping her skirt, pulling it down. Pulling her bloomers down, she stepped clear.

He was awed as he stood studying her naked form in front of him. At 67, her body was ultra-thin. A walker, she was fit with tight skin, long-legged for 5'8" frame, with almost no butt. Her breast were small but had large nipples that he found to be delightful. She was not the woman of his vision of 20 years ago, but as he gazed at her ample bush, as black as the short-cropped hair on her head, it did not matter.

"I've always thought you were beautiful." He stated, as he began to remove his clothing.

"I look like a prisoner of war." She replied. "But thank you. I tried to gain weight. I eat everything in sight. I guess you liked me more five years ago?"

"You're just as beautiful." He assured her, standing naked before her. 

"Mom, I want you to go into the bathroom, squat in the tub, and wash your pussy for me."

Sean followed his mother into the bathroom and as she squatted in the tub he proceeded to wash his cock in the sink.

"We have done this before, I think." She said, as she looked down between her legs.

"See, your memory is not as bad as you think."

Seeing her stand, Sean hurried to retrieve a towel and pat his mother's bush and pussy dry, squatting to get her legs.

Irene, looking down, studied her son as he poked his nose into her bush. She felt his tongue lick at her pussy. Everything seemed so strange to her. Suppressed sexual feelings maybe, feelings she would never admit to having, began to simmer inside of her. 

Rising up, Sean placed his hands on her buttocks to pull her close, his erection pushing between her legs. Sean kissed her passionately. She seemed to return the kiss. Keeping his lips glued to her, he maneuvered her slowly backwards across the short distance across the bedroom to the bed. As her legs contacted the edge of the bed, they involuntarily buckled dropping her to the bed. He then maneuvered her length-ways on the bed. 

In the very small bedroom, the bed sat next to two very tall windows that looked out upon the roof of the complex. They were without curtains as there was no fear of anyone seeing in and his mother said she liked to look at the stars and moon. He had always fantasized about fucking her next to those windows, daring but safe. His fantasy was about to become real.

"Now, mom, just shut your eyes. I'm going to place your feet on my shoulders."

Sean hoped that his mother had never experienced oral sex, male to female anyway.

Having just cleansed her pussy, Irene vagina was still quite dry. Still a bit confused, but still willing to allow her son to have his way with her, she felt a little embarrassed as he took position between her legs and placed her feet on his shoulders. Unused for many years, her clit proved to be a bit numb to the sensations caused by her son's tongue as he began probing.

Sean had been licking his mother's clit for many long minutes without any moan or positive reaction from her at all. He was in no big hurry and was enjoying his mother's pussy, but he was beginning to wonder if a woman her age had any feelings left between her legs. He did not want her to think he was uncaring, but regardless of her satisfaction or participation he was going to fuck her this day.

"That's good, son." She finally moaned. "That's real good!"

Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he heard the lustful tone of his mother's voice and felt her hands toying with his ears and head.

"I had no idea anything could be this good!" She moaned. "You're not going to stop, are you? I want to try and come! I always had such a hard time! Please be patient and don't stop!"

Sean had no intentions of stopping. He reached around his mother's legs, taking his fingers and pulling her labia open to fully expose her clit. Her pussy was beginning to liquefy in his mouth as her ass began to hump against his face.

Many long minutes pasted as Irene's mind and body sought the release they craved.

To Sean, it seemed as if it was going to take forever to bring his mother to orgasm. His eyes strained upwards as he watched her.

"Sean! Oh! Oh! Oh! AAAgggggggggg!"

Sean held her legs apart against her desire to slam them shut on his head. She beat the back of her head against the pillow, Moaning deliriously. She pulled at his hair. Eventually her body stopped convulsing and she lay breathing heavily.

Sean continued to lick and caress her clit content in the knowledge that he now had sexually satisfied his mother. She had come so strongly that he wanted to make her come again.

"That was so damn good!" She exalted. "If you do that for Ann, why isn't she screwing you more often?"

She remembered his complaining about his sex life, but he had been doing that for eight years.

Sean did not feel compelled to answer her question. She seemed quite content to let him tease her clit as long as he wanted.

The minutes ticked by and she was soon moaning and humping his face as before. His hands slipped under her ass and he lifted her ass, sticking his tongue into her pussy.

"YES! YES! Damn you yes!" She squealed, as she lifted her ass higher, pushing against his face to shove his tongue deeper into her pussy. "Do it again! Do it! Push it deep!"

The long minutes did not seem so long for Sean as his mother actively participated in his endeavor to help her climb the ladder to orgasm. Again, and again, he left her clit to tongue fuck her.

Irene moaned no words as the orgasm seized her a second time. All she could manage was a long, loud growl that built from deep within her. It seemed to last forever but she was finally aware of her son climbing on top of her. Instinctively, her legs lifted and she groped for his cock, placing it to the entrance hole of her pussy.

Her eyes widened and her breath caught as her son's cock quickly penetrated deep into her, her wet pussy offering no resistance. As the pain shot through her, it brought her back to reality. No more confusion. His hands were clutching her buttocks, locking her in tight.

"GET OFF OF ME!" She bellowed. "Don't do this! Sean! Don't do this! Let me up! I'M YOUR MOTHER!"

Sean heard her words clearly but he had no intentions of letting her up. But hearing the distress in her tone; "did I hurt you, mom? I'm sorry I wasn't thinking." 

Jamming his cock into her old, unused pussy, all he was thinking about, care about, was making her pussy his. She did not know that has cum was sterile, but he did, and she could wait for that information, if she asked at all. His hands left her buttocks and slipped under her shoulders as he pecked at her neck apologetically, pumping his cock into her more slowly and tenderly.

As quick as reality had surfaced, it dissipated back into the darkness. She was tired and drained and it was a chore to wrap her legs around her son, but she did. His cock felt good inside of her and she made a vain attempt to match his slow rhythm. 

"You like this lady's ass." She asked in a seductive tone. 

"I do, mom." He replied honestly, this time.

In the bright afternoon light pouring through the tall curtain-less windows, aging mother and son screwed. Slowly pumping his cock into her, he concentrated on each withdrawal and penetration. Her pussy was losing its lubrication allowing him to feel the tightness of her long unused pussy.

"You remember Joe?" Sean whispered. "Dad remembered Joe, real good! You remember telling me that I screwed you better than Joe."

"I don't seem to remember that." She whispered back. "But you are screwing me real good right now. I wonder if I can still use my pussy the way I used to."

Irene pulled her knees back as far as she could and began to push her ass up as her son pulled his cock outward, only to tighten her pussy around his shaft as she pulled her ass down.

"OH FUCK!!" Sean exclaimed. "Oh fuck yessss!"

"You like that, baby? If I don't give out, my pussy is going to suck your balls dry! Push that cock it in me deep and let mama's pussy go to work." She directed. "That's it! Slow down a bit! Screw that pussy nice and slow! Screw your mama's pussy."

His felt like his cock was getting a blowjob. He had read that if a woman's pussy was not fucked regularly that after a number of years her pussy would be as tight as a virgin. And, he figured his mother hadn't been fucked in 20, or more, years. He could attest that his mother's pussy was indeed tight and she had a devilish way of using it.

"You want to come in mama's pussy?" She teased, already knowing the answer. "You're hard as a rock! I can feel it in my belly. I think you want to fill my pussy!" 

"I do! I do!"

"Then do it, Sean!"

Ever so slowly Sean pushed his cock deep into his mother's pussy. As he tried to withdraw it from her, her ass lifted to retain penetration, her pussy gripping his shaft as her ass dropped. As he pushed into her again, she loosened her muscles to recapture him in her trap. Involuntarily, his rhythm increased and Irene did her best to keep up with him while working her long unused pussy muscles.

Sean had stopped concentrating on every little sensation his cock experienced. He was now concentrating on filling his mother's pussy with his warm, sterile semen.

Irene wondered how long she could keep pace with her son. She hoped her sexual taunts would hurry him along. She too had begun to desire his cum inside her.

"Yes, baby! Fill my pussy! Shoot it deep in my belly! Don't keep teasing me, damn you! I'm going to suck your mother-fuckin balls dry!"

Sean moaned loudly as his cock jerked once, twice, three times inside his mother's pussy.

"Yes!" Irene cheered.

She flexed her pussy muscles to milk her son's cock of every ounce of cum. Her legs lowered painfully.

His body relaxed, but he continued to fuck her as she lay, legs outstretched, exhausted. Finally, reluctantly, Sean pushed himself off his mother to sit back on his legs. He studied the old lady that he had wanted for more than 20 years. She would not make eye contact with him, gazing out the window, arms laying by her sides

"Look at me." He asked.

She shook her head.

She seemed frail now that his cock hung limp between his legs. After looking between her legs a long moment, stroking the back of his right middle finger from pussy crack through her bush, he maneuvered off of the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

Irene, body sore and drained, followed her son into the bathroom. He stood washing his cock in the sink. She stepped into the bathtub and painfully squatted to again wash her pussy, this time flexing her muscles to cause

his cum to drip from her.

"I sure hope I don't get pregnant." She said, more to herself than her son.

"I'ver told you before, mom, you don't have to worry about that."

"You have? That's good to know." She mumbled. "Help me out, would you."

Sean helped his mother step out of the tub and again dried her. They dressed in silent. She left the bedroom before he did and he lingered in the bedroom long minutes wondering what the future would hold. He was not ashamed of what he had done and was looking forward to bedding her again. It had been as good as he thought it would be.

Sean walked out of the bedroom into the living room.

"Oh my!" Irene cried, her right hand on her chest. "You scared me, Sean. When did you get here? How long have you been here?"

"A few minutes ago, mom. Don't you remember me saying hi to you as I came in rushing pass to the bathroom?"

"If I did, you wouldn't have scared the daylights out of me."

Sean sat watching his mother prepare lunch. He was perplexed, relieved, or maybe not, that his mother could not remember them screwing minutes earlier.

'How will I manage to get her in bed again?' He thought. 'Once or twice more before I'll make arrangements for her care!" 

"I hope you're as hungry as I am?" She asked, as she sat two plates on the table containing hamburgers and fries.

"I sure am." He replied. "How are you feeling today, mom?"

"I'm a little sore today!" She replied, patting her belly. "Thanks for asking."



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 1



Betty Jenkins had yanked his sport shorts down in the middle of his room. She was on her knees mouthing his huge cock off. 

Betty sucked and slurped as hard as she could. She sometimes took as long as she could. This was not one of those times. The thirty-six-year-old divorcee still had her neighbor and new friend Janice waiting for her in the living room. (Please don't come up), Betty thought as she rapidly pulled up the long cock shaft with her lips. She knew she must hurry her deed as she lashed her tongue over the meaty cock knob. 

Ohh...how she loved sucking his dick for him; and making it cum. But now she had to use her shaft fisting hand to hurry for she couldn't have Janice coming upstairs to find her sucking her own son's cock. 

Billy had arrived home to find the two women in the living room and summoned his mother. He shut and locked his bedroom door and shocked his mother by snapping his fingers and pointing to the bulge in his shorts. "Ohh God Billy, not now. I..." But as her teenage son demanded, she sunk to her knees to confront his massive hard-on. Billy now had both hands on her head and his large mushroom-like crown was choking her at her tonsil. "Ungh. Ulpp." she choked. "Not so hard Billy!" she pleaded, hearing her own sucking and slurping noise filling his room. She knew if Janice would come upstairs to the locked door, the sounds from the room would give her away. "Ohh Mom, suck my cock. Suck it good." 

Betty's eighteen-year-old boy, a freshmen on the college basketball team, continued to fuck her mouth. He forced over seven thick inches in, with hot pre-cum boiling out the pisser. He pulled all but the head of it out, long enough for her tongue to swipe and swab its abundant leakage. Betty did as he expected. She also jacked his shaft and massaged his balls for him, to hurriedly empty his nuts. 

Betty's lovely bronze face nearly blushed at his demand. It was her who seduced the boy this way weeks earlier for his virgin nut. He was very shy then. But now he was in no way shy. Downright demanding. A few days before, she was forced to blow him in the parking lot of a busy shopping mall. And later in the dressing room of that shopping mall. Then there was the ladies room of a restaurant they dined at. Now Betty's throat was clogged with cock & crown as cock juice filled her mouth. "Cum" she choked around his teenage cock causing a bubble foam of his seed to escape her stretched lips. 

Betty knew how thick and hard his cock became before discharge and it was now there. It trembled hotly thru her sucking maw and would soon be shooting. She wanted his cum very bad now and wanted to swallow it all. Not only because it was a scrumptious bellyful, but also because she would not have to change her top when she returned to her friend Janice. She never handled Billy's load before but she grew anxious, thinking Janice would catch her. The sooner she returned downstairs, the safer she would feel. 

"Ohhh yes." Billy sighed, hosing her throat and mouth with thick, hot, foaming jism that seemed to never end. "Ulpp, ulpp, ungh" she swallowed, fighting to keep up with his load. Betty felt his hot seed fill her tummy with warm thick cocksapp. It dumped heavily in her belly and began to fill her mouth. Betty had to work her throat quickly to empty her mouth before more cum filled it. "Gulp, ulpp, cough, aghh, smack-smack", and finally she had eaten all of his cocksapp. Billy released her head as she caught her breath. 

Betty looked down checking her blouse approvingly. Billy usually drowned her with cum 'till it foamed out of her mouth and soiled her chin, neck, and clothes. This time she managed only a thick glaze on her lips. She used her boy's short to wipe them off and rose up and pulled her boy's head down to plant a quick french kiss in her son's mouth. She knew he did not particularly like the taste of cum but could never refuse any part of her body being offered to him. Billy sucked her tongue and lips until she abruptly pulled away. 

"There you are." Janice cried, as Betty as she came down the stairs. Betty quickly took a seat but not with Janice on the sofa as before, but on the loveseat across the room. Betty knew that her son's cock juice was on her breath. She had eaten all of his cum and wipe away the remains. But she had coughed during the treat and teenage pearl-white cream came from her nostrils. It formed a layer of milk over the crest of her upper lip, contrasted against her chocolate-creamed skin. She had not accounted for this. She didn't even notice. 

But Janice did notice.

Janice drove safely thru a stop sign on her way home. She was thinking about Betty. 

They were speaking when Betty's son came home. He didn't stop to speak but ran straight up stairs. Janice remembered he had a college book at his front. He called down to his mother for assistance with homework and Betty was up there for a while. When she returned, she seemed distant. But is was that, she came down with a thick layer of cream at her lip forming a milkshake mustache. Janice missed her turn wondering, 'Where did she get the milkshake?'

To Be Continued...



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 2



Janice was still confused for the events at her new friend Betty's home. But she found her way home at 12 noon as she always does. Janice Roberts prepares lunch for her young son on his lunch hour. In their new subburban home that he bought with his first signing bonus.

"Your favorite Joey", she spoke to him with her back to him. Standing at the stove wearing her bright red sundress which hugged her slim waiste and round hips.

"Thanks Mom. Boy am I tired; two-a-days are pretty rough", he mentioned.

His first training camp for minor league baseball. He had been scouted right from highschool and given a bonus to sign. Janice was very proud of him and thankful for the beautifull new home. He had promise to take better care of her than his late father who strugled to maintain his hardware business. And Janice knew that her son would succeed. So driven, so dedicated, and so athleticly gifted. But Joey's devotion to sports was single-mindedness and he never showed interest in schoolgirls.

"Hello, Yeah its me. I am eating now". Janice listened to him speak on the phone.

"Well fine. You can come over. Ahh no, not then. Morning, at 8:30... Well thats the only time, take it or leave it... Good then, bye"

Janice was excited but cautious that Joey had made a rare date. She would not pry. But why the morning?

"Joey, you dont have to wait untill I go to your father's store to let a young girl come over. You know that I would like to meet your young girlfriend", she fished for information.

"It's not that mom. I will be tired tonight and I don't have practice tomorrow, that's all". But Janice was suspicious. Just why did he need her out of the house?

It was three hours later and Janice was in the bath.

"Oooh... oh god...ungh", she cried as she fingered her pussy in the tub. It had been too long for her, since her husband had died in fact. They had married early and he was her first and only lover. She loved him so much that she would see to it that his ill-concieved hardware store would have a chance. She loved him so because any financial problem they had would vanish by night with their hot and passionate love-making. It was ironic to her, that now that she had a bright financial future, she but had to make herself orgasm alone. To make matters worse, today, she was interrupted by the car pulling up to the house.

Janice had thrown her sweats on quickly to answer the door and was alarmed to find her Joey being caried to the door by team trainers.

"It's OK Mrs Roberts", they said. "Just a bruised groin that needs these heatpads for tonight. He will be fine in a couple of days Mam". Once in his bed the trainers left and Janice showed concerned. Joey begged her not to worry, but Janice was motherly emphatic about caring for him.

"With the way you take of your little mother, ofcourse I am going to", she insisted. "Now tell me exactly what they told you to do and you just lay back and relax", she ordered, as she fluffed his pillows for him.

Joey reluctantly told her the treatment plan and while she prepared the pad in the kitchen, he was nodding to sleep.

"Joey, you'll have to take off your pants". "Come on now boy, I am your mother and I have seen you naked before". Joey balked with embarrassment, but complied. In his bathroom he removed his jockstrap and cup, and put on haines underwear.

"Joey, I seen that boy that you hung with this summer. That Jenkins boy. Right? Do you still shoot hoops with him?

"Yeah Mom, thats my boy "B". But I have'nt seen him lately. His car is there, but he never comes out. Ohch Mom. Carefull". He ordered as she pulled up to his leg. They spoke a minute and she learned that Billy was very close to his mom, that he was with her all of the time.

"Maybe they would come for dinner", she mused. But no reply from Joey for he was quick to sleep. Momemts later while placing the pad on his groins she became startled when she realized with each attempt to secure the heatpad, she was needing to push his privates out of the way. And each time she did, it was heavier than before. Janice could not help focusing on it and "My God!, its getting hard". Janice blushed, shame of herself for staring. She became more ashamed when she shuddered with sudden wetness between her coco colored thighs. She thought not to continue. "I am a grown woman, and I am only doing this...". Janice lost thought when she notice the stretching of his undies, and stretched and streched. It began to taut his pants to show definite contour of her teenage son's penis. It wasn't fully aroused and yet it was already as thick as his fathers. "Ohh my", she wispered with shaky voice. His cock was huge. Janice was dazed. She thought maybe he was dreaming of his new girlfriend. "He must realy like this girl".

Janice would loosely apply the pad in order to leave his room as fast as she could. She could hardly explain to herself why she could not do a proper job of it. She locked herself in her bath, undressed, and fell asleep in the tub with her fingers buried in her cunt. Several hours later she woke feeling quite releaved. She remembered dreaming of her husband and this pleased her a great deal. She was confused however, that after their orgasm, her husband seemed to be younger than she was. She also remembered short dreaming of Betty, that she was a very beautifull woman, almost sexy. Almost sexy, because Janice had never seen a woman that way before. Not in a dream or otherwise. As she dried off, she wondered what else entered her dreams, why was there a burning question in her head, that dominated her sexual sensense? She grabbed some navy blue sweats and was on her way to Betty's before she even comprehended.

It was after 10:00 and she was knocking at the door of a woman she barely knew. What would she say?; she needed a drink she would say. No answer came but both cars were there. She hoped that Billy would be sleep. Around back of the house the porch light was on and Janice saw the ceiling of the lit room thru the large patio door. She senced that someone was there. But a 6 ft wooded fence blocked her view. Janice knew that she should not be back there and was just about to leave.

"I dont believe you Billy. You are going to make your own mother do this. Its just disgusting". Janice heard the voice over the fence. The patio door was partly open. "Do what?", Janice thought. "Please Billy, dont make mommy do this. Its sooo big".

Janice knew that it was wrong to easedrop. Then she notice chopped woodlogs for a fireplace, lined them in steps, and began to scale the Jenkins wall. She could hear more speaking but the male's voice was too low. She was petrified of what she was doing as she lowcrawled across the lawn.

"Billy, you are such a nasty boy, just let mommy stroke it for you, please". Janice wandered what would she do if she witness a rape taking place? What young boy would do a thing like this? Janice nearly crawled thru the patio door when her eyes shocked her senses. She stopped when she clearly heard the boy's voice.

"... your pussy last night and this mourning. You have me drinking your hot juices two to three times a day. Now I had a hard day at school today and I am going to bed. So go ahead suck on sonny's big cock now, and eat up my fucking nut".

Janice could barely breath with that. And the ovious fact that this was no way close to a rape taking place. The arogant teenaged boy was in the recliner with his legs spread and his mother, Janice's new sophisticated freind, was on her knees between them. Janice had a quarter angle of them, mostly the back of Betty's wavy haired head. Betty's face was hidden, but her body spoke high energy enthusiasm and hot eager lust. There Janice's gaze locked; on the darken silksmooth asscheeks reflecting the moon. They were perfectly round, pouting proudly from the full hips that hid a slim waste. They contrasted the pink one-piece lace wear that rested on the top of Betty's big assglobes and settled into the crevice of of her butt, just hiding the tight pucker of her anus. Janice saw, and then smelled the straight folds of thick pouty pussy lips that pouched out behind full thighs that were firm on down to Betty's knees. Janice reached for her own pussy, with the site of Betty's ass, pussy, and thighs, without even seeing Billy. Janice was so cosumed with guilt, feeling this way for a... a woman. But "Damn!", even her feet were sexy to Janice. An electric bolt rocked Janice's body causing her cunt to liquidfy. She recovered in time to see Betty shift her upper body to the left while turning her head. A pretence of shock and horror could not mask her animal-like hunger for the cock inches from her face. And ohhh what a cock.

Janice eyes cold popped when she seen the boys cock. The biggest she could imagine and growing stiff rapidly. Betty's hand looked puny at the base of the cock, which stood 12 inches and thick. With its veins pronounced, it looked mighty from bottom to top, where the mushroomed crown was as big as Betty's fist. Janice had only kissed her husbands penis, having never done more. As Janice listened to the boys command, her opinion had changed. Anything that big into a woman's mouth, would be rape!.

"That it. Grab my cock and shove it down your throat. Suck it nice and hard and make it cum".

"OK you little bastard. I'll suck this big fucking cock for you. I'll suck it long and hard just as you want. But your nasty fucking cockjuice goes on the carpet. You're not going to blow your hot tasty nuts down your own mother's troat; and fill her belly with warm thick slime, are you?

"Yes mother. I am".

And with that, Betty plastered her full lips, slightly parted, on the huge cockhead of her son's hot dick. Janice jaw dropped. Even with the prelimnary dialogue, she was not prepared for this. Hot pussyjuice outmatched the hand that tightly gripped her cunt, seeping thru her fingers and streaming her thighs. She was mad with lust while she watched Betty's lips sucking and smacking at the huge cockhead. Then Betty's tongue plopped loudly against it, swabbing it with swirls and licks that shone saliva over the spongy prickmeat. Janice was hacking at her pussy now as she watched Betty mouth the teenagers cock. Betty worked her way down the cockshaft in similar fashion as she did the head. His whole cock was drenched in spit. It pulsed and throbbed luridly now, signaling demand to Betty. Janice could see thick perl white leakage running down the tip. She had never seen a cock in the act of cumming and it froze her in time. But Betty's head blocked it and when it removed, the boy's cock was clean. Janice loins rocked with orgasms at the knolege of cockjuice being eaten. The fact that it was a repugnant idea to her only 15 minute ago did not delay her cum. It was the biggest cum of her life when alone and she knew she would see jail time after her throaty moan gave her away. Luckily...

"Ohhh God. Ahhh yes momma. Suck it off now". He had moaned at the same time as Janice did, only louder. His cock was leaking heavily now and his mother was kissing his pisshole repaedily. She seemed to be playing with his pre-cum, letting strands of it attach her lips to his cock, and then catching it with the swirl of her tongue just before it would fall away. She was driving her son crazy with this but even more crazy was Janice. Janice could see that how ever perverted sucking cock and eating cumjuice was, Betty was a pro at it. She made it look so good that Janice wished it was she who played in hot cocksap before savoring the taste.

"You are a naughty little boy you know", she teased while gripping her boy's boner.

"Your cock is going to cum and your would'nt even warn me... you would just blow your hot fucking nut all over mommies pretty face". But her son was in agony and he couldn't reply. He would have, but he didn't want to. It was always best when between his mothers hot sucking lips. But he couldn't tell her. And he didn't have to.

Betty eyed the huge fuckmeat. She teased it 'till thick white cum bubbled from the pisser. She raised up 'till her head was over the bulbous head of his cock. She open her mouth as wide as possible. She knew she would have to. Janice was still cumming as she watched Betty shove her mouth onto the huge cock, cheeks puffing, a deep slurp, and then the gagging.

"Unghh", "Ahhg", "Ulmmp", "Ahgg". She had force over half the boy's cock into her mouth. With the plump head passing her tonsils, she began sucking with her throat. She devoured his cock, and crushed his cockhead with her throat. She jacked his shaft with her fist to meet her lips.

Billy held back long as he could with honory. But then he shoved his hips at her face and groaned. With that his mom sucked harder and started bobbing her head on his dick. Only 2-3 inches. Not the top 3, the middle 3. Each plunge of her head forced the prickhead down her throat, gagging, splurting, and sucking each time. To Janice, the woman was trying to chok herself to death on her own sons fuckstick. Getting that much cock down your throat was nearly impossible, and Betty was able to keep it there.

The more Betty caught her boy's rythemn, she would pull more of his cock from her mouth. Billy balls churned and quivered; he was going to blow. His mother was fucking the full 8 inches that she could swallow. Her tongue would grab at his hot cockcrown coming up, and her throat would torture it on the down stroke. Billy's cock exploded violently in his mothers mouth. Hot thick cum rocketed the back of her throat and filled her belly with slime like a fine cognag, rich and hot. He was having a huge cum. He knew it, his mother knew, and even Janice knew it. She never seen it before, but his cock bucking in his mom's mouth could dislocate her jaw. Janice saw Betty's throat working, swallowing continually, but each lurch of his cock came before she finished.

"Ulmp", "gulp", "burrrp", "ulmp,ulmp, ulmp", "gulp". Then the cheeks of the horny cocksucking mother bellowed, and cream lined her outer lips. It started to line his thick cock with each bob of her head. Cum bubbled from her lips and squirted from the corners. Janice could see a mess of cum on his cock and ball. He was still lurching. And she saw Betty sucking right thru it. And Betty gave her best effort. But it was not the first time that she would finish before her son. He was just to much for her right now. Her mouth "Plopped" from the meaty cockknob and rich cum ran luridly from her lips. Betty was belching and coughing, spitting up cocksapp. She stayed with his cock however, she knew what was coming. Janice however was caught cold however. Billy's balls were not empty, and hot nut fired from his cock and coated his mom's face. A second one followed.

"Ohh yes mom! That how I like it", he bellished. I have never had a cunt come close to your mouth...shit!" Billy felt sorry for her though. She was still on her knees, each breath she took, she belched up cum. Coughing it up, and would later be shitting it out. She wanted to thank him for the compliment, but she couldn't talk. Billy came to her recue with mouth-to-mouth, giving her his air, and siphoning cum out with his own mouth. He volunteered this only once before, to clean her up before leaving a restaurant restroom.

Janice could not beleave the lewd depreavity of mother and son couple. So sick that she could never imagine. She noticed Betty's pussy had soaked her thighs with cunt cream and the carpet beneath Betty was puddled. Two shamefull people that she could never have to her house for dinner. Not withstanding the fact that Janice was so weak from orgasms, she was still at the Jenkins backdoor long after they had left the room.



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 3



Janice Roberts had dreamt for the second time that night. She dreamt of her late husband again, and again he seemed younger in the end. She spent most of the night dreaming of the disgusting incestuous activity at the Jenkins household. Still she woke in a deep sweat and her hands sticky of pussy juice. She also dreamt of her son but couldn't remember it's content. But she did remember the heat-pad incident that she'd fought with her son's privates. She couldn't get it out of her mind! Thus after Janice was fully dressed for her appointment at her husband's store, she rushed from the house unable to tell her son goodbye. 

Janice drove through the neighborhood where her old home was. She stopped in to check on it because she had some time before she would meet her lawyer at the store, only a couple of blocks away. As she left, she ran into an old friend Jack. The Carsons were friends with the Roberts although Mrs. Carson had died four years ago. Jack was most respectful of Janice's marriage but he was certainly aware that she was now widowed. He politely asked Janice for a dinner date but Janice refused and headed for her car. Then she felt her face burning with guilt for the incident with her son. She also thought that she needed decent friends, totally different than her new (X-friend) friend Betty Jenkins. 

Jack Carson was a handsome 55 year-old school principal with lots of charm. With him she could get her mind from terrible feelings she recently was having. She had never played with her cunt as often as of lately. Janice turned and graciously accepted his offer. She looked forward to the evening. 

Janice drove to the store as the dream of her son started to come clear to her. Based on the notion of her son's morning date with a young girlfriend, her dream was revealing the figure of a young girl without a face. She was cuddled against Joey playing with his body, the incredible thing being, they were stark naked! Without admitting why, Janice was on the highway heading back home. 

For 15 minutes as she drove, Janice tried to call her lawyer on the cell. She gave up just before her phone beeped, and it was her lawyer calling to cancel. This surprised Janice for it was not like her lawyer, but she casually accepted the explanation and mentioned that she would go to the meeting alone. But Janice had already phoned the meeting to cancel. In fact, that is what she was calling her lawyer to do. 

An half of an hour later Janice pulled on her street but parked a couple of houses down. She hurried to her back door when she noticed an old car in her drive, she knew it was her lawyer's. Her lawyer "hadn't driven this old thing in years,” she thought. Maybe it explains the cancellation. Janice was relieved never-the-less, for with there being company in the house, she would not have to do what she came home to do; spy on her own son, possibly having sex! Janice sighed with relief and entered the front door. 

Janice was in the dark lit foyer and tripped over a purse and legal brief portfolio. She entered the main hallway when she noticed a hat with a veil on the floor. Janice's body weakened when she heard moans and squeals of a woman. And on the first step of the wide-step circular staircase, was a pair of high-heeled shoes and a Double-D-cup bra. Janice's heart thumped as she crept up the stairs, stepping over the cotton briefs that her son had worn just the night before. Near the middle of the staircase Janice stopped and looked up unable to see the woman's head. It obviously laid on the landing along with her shoulders. What Janice could see was her lawyer's knees on the second step from the top, legs hanging free, with a pair of panties dangling from her stocking covered feet. The woman was in full garter and hose with her dress hanging from her waist. A charge went through Janice like a bolt!. 

"Ahhhggh!" the woman moaned and froze Janice in her spot. The woman's loud whining pierced Janice's ears as they echoed off of the staircase wall. They had weakened Janice to a crumble against the wall, at the middle of the staircase, still looking up in shock. Janice then focused on her son who had his feet on the first step from the top and bending over the ass-exposed woman, his hips aligned directly above hers, and plunging his immense manhood into wetly sucking cunt!

"Ohhh,” escaped Janice's mouth, though drowned out by the rutting couple just a few feet above her. Janice's mind raced for reality of an untruthful 45 year-old lawyer getting fucked by her client's teenaged son. But her cunt outraced her mind with a pulsating need, begging for a cock for itself! Janice's right hand covered her mouth in shock while her left hand covered her pussy in shame. And she sat there and watched the fattest cock ever levering into one hot musky cunt. 

Janice's lawyer moaned heartedly as the boy pummeled her snatch with his shaft. Then before she could cum Joey changed his rhythm. He skillfully pulled all but the cockhead out and used only it to pluck the cuntlips back and forth causing the older woman to shiver. He jabbed at different angles hitting every spot and teasing her clit-bud. The woman went hysteric and so did Janice. The mature actions of the boy with his cock startled Janice, and her pussy began to leak. When Joey's rhythm picked back up to a thrust, Janice's pussy reacted to her son's pace as if his cock was there instead of her fingers. 

The woman attorney was uttering wordless sounds mixed with whimpering sounding much like a trapped little animal. The mature but hot musky pussy that was exposed to Janice, began to lather the pumping cock with thick frothy cream that slung off of the boy's cock. Luridly it soaked his boy-boner before it slung from the shaft, splashing against his pelvis and sticking to the woman's asscheeks. Janice thought the woman's pussy scent was filling the house as she listened to the coupling. The tight cunt filled with pussy juice that swished-swashed on each stroke. Sucking noises filled Janice's ears as did the smacking of his hips and balls against ass and cunt. 

The half-dressed woman's was shoving her ass back up until her breaths became short. Her cries became erratic, and her grunts became deeper. Her body slowed to a tremble, and then...

.”..ooohh-AghHa!...eee!” the woman screeched right before fainting. Her body was completely lithe and she raggedly breathed while she slept. No longer respondent to the shafting that the boy continued to give. She had phoned last morning and insisted on coming to him. Once there she had demanded his cock. So Joey gave her the best fucking she had ever had. He’d fuck her cunt as she slept, sapping out every orgasm that her cunt could muster. Joey had given her over eight cum-shattering orgasms determined that she would beg him twice as much for the next fuck. Her cunt was now in knots and instinctively tried to omit the fat fuckstick. But he would have none of that and planned to fuck her 'till she awakened. However...

Joey was crouched motionless for several moments as stared at his mother. She had planned to leave just after they had cum. But she was caught in her own lusty passions when she looked up into the boy's eyes. She was plunging fingers in her cunt at the same rhythm her son was fucking her lawyer. Her fingers were deeply imbedded in her cunt and her pussy had soaked her panties, juices escaping the leg bands on both sides of her cunt. She gained herself and jumped to her feet, jerking her cum-layered hand behind her back. Janice was horrified when she looked at the woman but her lawyer was dazed oblivion to entire scenario. 

Janice was slowly backing down the stairs when the boy 'popped' his cock free from cunt. Lurid streams of cunt juice poured out to line the woman's pussylips and cling to the pubic hair. But even more lurid was the thick juices that was gelling at the boy's cock and swung back and forth as the meaty 10" fucker bobbed stiffly up and down. The boy was following her down the stairs. 

Janice backed up until the wall across the hall thudded her head. And before she noticed, the boy was a foot away with only an expression of satisfaction. Janice wondered subconsciously "satisfied from what?, his fucking cock hasn't even cum!.” 

The boy's cock bridged the two of them and when Janice dropped her head to avoid looking him in the eyes, she stared shamelessly at his cock. She was sickened by what she had done, and by what she was doing. So when Joey took her hand and led her down the hall, It must have been hours before they got to her bedroom. Yet she had not enough time to come up with an explanation. The boy sat her on her bed and looked down at her. 

"Mom, I am sorry. I didn't think you'd be home!" he explained but remained naked in front of her with his cock more stiff than before, upright against his belly. "I would have finished sooner if I had known. I wanted to teach her a lesson for begging...I didn't even ahhh..." 

"Cum?" his mother shocked herself. But Joey was less than surprised, 'cause the way she had stared at his cock for several minutes without averting her eyes. But it still got to him, his mother being a most beautiful woman with a pretty face of butterscotch complexion, and ample 34c breast. He had always thought that she had the nicest round hips and a tight but proud butt. But he had never thought of her sexually and always seen her as sexy. He couldn't believe she hadn't dated since his father. Now her presence, her smoking cunt and sticky fingers, her knowledge of his cocksmenship, and her captivated stare of his cock, began to harden his monster like never before. 

"That right Mom, I didn't cum yet.” "I was about to ahhh... nutt big time before I heard you" he said, pausing enough to let his mother reply. Her only reply was more staring. 

"Yeah Mom, I going to have to jack it off Mom...well, yeah. Miss Wright will be out for at least an hour.” 

"You... you going to put it back in...her? his mother stumbled with words, batting her naturally long eyelashes, and trying to break her gaze from his cock.

"Naw Mom. Her pu...vagina has gotten too dry," he stated.

Janice finally looked up at him. "Joey, y-you don't have to say...you know. Well It's just that, I er..you ahhh, just (ulmp)...fucked that woman in front of me...and you are standing here n-naked; right in front of me. It's alright to say umm, pussy.” Janice didn't know how she could say that. What was she thinking? And why was she discussing this with her son as he stood there naked like this? 

But Janice did not move. Not even when her son mentioned that he should shut the bedroom door. He did so. 

And then he locked it.



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 4



Janice Roberts said nothing as her Joey raised her legs by the ankles until her head was on the bed. She felt her skirt rise to her hips, exposing her soft white panties. Janice was sick with desire, so she said nothing when he had reached for the waistbands and slowly dragged them up her thighs. 

"Joey!" she uttered when she knew what display was before the boy. Joey had her legs high in the air, crossed at the ankles, panties hanging from her high heeled shoes. 

"Sshhh. Mom, you need this," he whispered almost therapeutically. "I hear you at night. Mom, you used to wait 'til I leave for work to play with you pussy. Now you do it with me just down the hall."

Janice felt her face burn from the shameful truth. She said nothing. The boy's large prick bobbed as he came closer. 

(Oh God, she couldn't) Janice thought while staring at his lean but muscular body. She was so very horny for cock that her pussy throbbed to his touch. 

"Joey, y-you can't have sex with your mother." Her voice had little conviction in it. 

"I'm not going to fuck you Mom. You're my mother." With Janice's legs high in the air he pried her thighs open and placed his head between them. 

"I'm going to suck you."

"Unggh, no Joey! Don't put your tongue there!"

Joey was too busy licking to reply. He loved the taste of his mother's pussy, shoving his tongue between the hot thickened folds of her juice slickened cunt. Janice feebly tried to twist away, fearing how she'd act to the attention paid to her cunt. Her pussy was already itchier than it was before he began eating it. 

"Please Joey! Stop that right now damn-it!"

Joey didn't listen. He pulled her pussy lips open with his fingers and thrust his tongue deeper into her fragrant hole. Cunt-cream was running from the depths of her pussy and her clit became fat and swollen, at the top of her fur-fringed slit. 

Joey proved skillful at eating pussy. He swabbed at her clit as he slipped two fingers into her cunt-hole. 

"Unngggh! No! Joey, yes!" wailed Janice as she showered his face in juices. He had started sucking her clit hard while shafting his fingers up her slit. 

Janice began bucking her hips, shoving her horny little cunt into her son's face. She was cumming. She could feel the tingles at her tit-nips and even her asshole. 

"Joey, stop! You're going to make your Mother cuuumm!" and her throbbing pussy spasmed and spewed, giving Joey a mouthful of sauce to eat and swallow. He stayed with her clit and fingered her pussy thru the orgasms that lasted nearly a minute. Janice felt worn down by her son's persistence, and also satisfied. She really didn't notice when Joey had slipped away and left her alone to sleep. 

* * * * *

Janice admired her naked form in her bathroom vanity mirror, thinking how well that it defied the years of being thirty-something. 

She had done her hair up, face make-up, and was smelling very good. Janice had left but to dress for her dinner date with Jack Carson. She wondered how much she'd give in to him if he was insistent. Her body was still tingly from what had happened earlier that day. But this also infuriated Janice. The nerve of the boy!

Janice was wrapped in a large terry-clothed towel as she angrily walked down the hall. She was shaken by his actions and decided to have a word with him, before her date. She was sure to dress before she'd scold him severely, reestablishing the rules, and to forbid him to touch ever again in such a manner. She decided to peek in thru the jarred door of his bedroom first, to insure that he was still home. The sight nearly floored her. 

Joey was nude and sleeping on top of his covers. His body glistened with sweat and looked so taut to Janice. Then she noticed that his huge cock was stirred half-erect, laying across his thigh. It must have been the biggest thing she'd ever seen and she felt moistness growing between her legs. She stood there long enough to study his form, unable to pull away. Janice didn't know what caused the door to open, or why the bed was descending upon her. She stood at his bedside not knowing consciously, that she needed a closer look. 

Janice felt self-pity. She told herself that she was here to cover his naked body, but she didn't reached for the cover. She refused to take responsibility for what she actually reached for. 

The nearly naked mother lightly caressed her teenaged son's cock with her hand. The more his privates pulsed from her touch, the more her own privates quaked. Soon she felt liquid lining her warm labia and her cunt was aching need fully. 

Janice begged for the strength to leave, using her date with Jack for motivation. Then tears welled in her eyes at the realization that, (It isn't Jack's cock that I'm craving so badly, its the one that I'm jacking on right now!).

Joey was sleeping heavily but his cock was certainly awake!. Janice stroked the meaty slab firmly now, amazed at the thickness. The only thing like it came to her mind, and against her will, she thought of that damned Jenkins boy. His cock was ungodly immense. Joey's cock was probably an inch or so shorter than that thing, but definitely fatter. Janice was unable to circle it with her hand. She thought that the thing was monstrous, with life of it's own. 

Janice's cunt was drenched now as streaks of pussy nectar stained her thighs. She was mad with passion and fuck lust. She found the rationale that she could mount this monster without waking the teenaged boy it belonged to. Janice had her knees on either side of his hips, supporting her weight with her thighs. She'd be careful not to lean forward unto his chest, she could ride just the big plum-head and a little of the stalk. The impossibility of fucking her own teenaged son without waking him was inevitable, but Janice was mad with lust for his cock. So she found the rationale. 

Janice reached down for Joey's cock impatiently, wrapping her fingers around it, and directed it at her dripping cunt. She whimpered and bit her lip as she felt the meaty fucker stretching her pussy lips to bursting around its thickness. 

"Ungghhh! Oh, you've really got a thick one, Joey!" Janice said to herself. She wiggled on his cock and humped her hips on his big prick. 

She was as ginger as possible on a third of his cock. But the achiness in her cunt was deep and she needed whole channel of her narrow pussy fucked. Janice sunk as far down on the boy's cock that her weight would force. The fat prick of her son felt very good stuffed up her wet pussy that she threw caution to the wind. 

"Ohh! What?...God, Mom! What are you doing!?!"

Tears burst from Janice's eyes when he woke, but she continued to bounce her sexy round ass up and down his shaft. She didn't even take time to reply. 

Joey felt his cock stiffen like never before in his mom's tight, juicy cunt. But he reached around to palm her firm asscheeks, and prevented most of her motion. He'd demand an answer from her before he allowed her to go on. 

"Joey!, I--I'm sorry. I can't help it. I...needed it so bad," she whimpered while she wiggled. 

That was all Joey had to hear. Even as he was stunned at this occurrence, he would indulge his mother's needs and released his grips. 

Janice went back to bucking her hips with abandon, that her bathrobe came loose. Shame overcame her, knowing that Joey was staring at her firm jiggling tits and their hot pointy nipples. But his cock became harder as he watched, and this thrilled her and her greedily sucking snatch. 

"Joey! It's alright. Please...fuck me Joey, shove your big fucking cock up mommies hot pussy!" 

Joey was already thrusting his massive cock into her tight pussy from below. 

"Ohh fuck!" he felt his nuts on fire. He slammed his huge cock into the buttery depths of her hungry little pussy. 

"Ohhh!, agghhh!, yes!. Fuck your mother baby!" she cried, tossing her hips around like a bitch in heat. She was begging her own son for a fucking. When their rhythm caught, she felt his heavy balls repeatedly slam into the crack of her sweaty asscheeks. "Fuck me, ohhh!."

The horny-assed mother slid her juicy cunt along the entire shaft, pummeling her hot sucking pussy need fully, until it exploded in spasms uncontrollably around his cock. Joey toyed with her asshole and reached for her tit-nips with his other hand. He slammed up into her spasming wet cunt with all of his leverage. A second wave of spasms had already started in her pussy. 

"Mommies cumming now! Please fuck me hard baby. Unngghhh, ohhh yes. I'm cummmiiinnngg!" 

Janice's ravished spewing cunt began to suck even harder around Joey's big dick. Her pussy burst lusciously into orgasm, oozing fuckcream. Her narrow pink walls gripped and contracted around her son's tremendously expanding cock. Joey heaved up into her, unloading gushers of scalding cocksapp into her hungry sucking cunt. Janice felt it spraying and spewing deep in her belly, deluging her womb with hot soothing loads of jizz. 

She hornily flexed her fuck muscles around his erupting cock, helping her son empty his balls completely into her snatch. But she already felt guilty for succumbing to her lust of for her teenaged son's cock. This would be the only time, she thought, for she couldn't go making her own son's cock big and hard with her hands so she could satisfy the needful desires of her begging pussy with it. 

* * * * *

Moments later Janice was alone in her room to cry. She felt weak and exhausted when Joey casually mention a phone call for her. 

"Jack, I am really sorry. I just returned from my lawyers," she sobbed. She was in no shape to leave the house. "Jack, I don't know. It's not you, you are very nice. But...I just don't think that I am ready yet. I hope that you understand. Yes Jack, I certainly will...I will call you soon... O.K., bye-bye."

* * * * *

"...Joey, It's just not right with what I did. And I know that it was my fault, I wasn't thinking straight." 

It was after 11:00 and all of the lights were out except in Joey's room. Janice was fully dressed, sitting frigidly on the corner of his bed. 

"I know Mom. It's O.K. You couldn't control yourself. Really, It's alright." Joey was almost to calm about this and showed no remorse. He accepted her feelings in agreement, as if he hadn't even desired her. 

Janice had told him that he shouldn't get the wrong idea...that he shouldn't lust for his own mother. 

But Joey's reply of not being interested worried Janice. He said that he only wanted to help her out, and in fact, he could have sex with a choice of the older women around the neighborhood. He took such little responsibility for this situation that Janice coyly mentioned his forceful actions of yanking off her panties for the disgusting act of oral sex. Again Joey claimed that he was not turned on by it, just giving his 'Mom' what he knew she needed. 

They ended the discussion in mutual agreement that it wouldn't happen again, that their relationship was strictly on the ups. 

But Janice had to reply to his 'neighborhood women' comment by mentioning Jack Carson. She would taunt Joey by telling him that the only reason she bedded him was 'cause she needed something bad, and she didn't want to throw herself at Jack on the first date. She wouldn't want to seem too exited towards him. 

When Janice was back in her own bed she couldn't believe that she didn't have to fight off Joey from wanting to take advantage what happened. She'd thought that he'd act like she belonged to him now, and would gain uncontrollable hard-ons when she was near by. Maybe he WAS fucking the neighbor wives, he already was fucking her lawyer.



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 5



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As Janice Roberts stood at her vanity mirror, she thought that she had her mind in order. The unspeakable events with her own son were now under the bridge. She could resume the normal righteousness of her morally straight life. 

But an hour before her son's lunch arrival, Janice was powdering herself with the sweetest perfume. Her hair was cropped in a stylish manner, and her face was lit by eye-liner. 

Moments later Janice was in the attic, window dressing for clothes stored away several years ago. "It is terribly hot today" she reasoned, pulling on shorts and a low-cut halter. Janice had gained nearly 20lbs since she had worn this outfit. Janice also carried healed pumps down stairs since they were, 'toe-less', of course.

Janice convinced herself how hot it was today, but she was unable to look at herself in any reflection glass. So when the doorbell rang, she rushed to the door with her understood reasoning for such attire. "But why doesn't he use his house key?"

Janice expressioned her face casual as if she had little on her mind. Then she swung the door open. "What!..what are you doing here!? 

"Well hello Janice, top of the morning dearie. You know, you said that you'd come by the next day and I was wondering what you've been up to."

"Betty...I can't..."

"Well can I come in neighbor?," Betty asked rhetorically as she pranced thru the foyer. 

"Betty, I can't right now. My son will be home for lunch soon, and I haven't finished his...

"Damn! Wait, the phone." 

Betty was led to the den where she sat down and crossed her legs. She watched Janice on the phone that was at the hall entrance to the den. She couldn't hear anything however. 

Janice was twice as irritated now that Joey wasn't even coming for lunch today. (He could have told me earlier!)She hissed. It wasn't the only reason she'd miss his presence. Janice would not share this development with Betty however, she needed a way to get rid of Miss Jenkins. 

"That was my son Betty. Hey, I'll call you later on, O.K.?," she tried to dismiss the woman. 

"My Janice, I know it's hot today, but...you're almost naked."

When Janice snubbed the comment, Betty pushed her taunts further. 

"Janice, do you dress this way at home always?," she mused, noticing the small shorts tightened at Janice's hips when Janice was in stride. She saw Janice's nice figured ass balled into the light cotton fabric until meaty rivets of buttcheek peeked beneath the hems. The shorts were so small that the hems actually v-ed into her vaginal crack. 

Janice took exception to this comment, and angrily tugged on the bottom of her halter to hide her exposed navel. But this caused her ample breast, naked under the shirt, to pop towards the neckline, the undersized shirt scraping her nipples taut. 

"I mean, If you have a man coming over Janice I understand. I can't believe you serve your teenaged son dinner, looking so damn...hot!?" (Whorish was her first choice of words). "The poor boy!"

"I don't Betty! Today is just...ah...well its hot! O.K.!? Damn!" her fuse being lit.

"I'm sorry Janice, I didn't mean... But I am sure that any dish you serve the boy is a banquet, or a feast! Ha! Ha!" 

"Betty!"

"I know, I know, just trippin'. His teammates with the biiig bats would love to have his dinner. Ha!Ha! As well as those hot young girls that watch them too, for that matter."

Janice was stunned at the implication. How could Betty? But Janice knew there was truth in the matter. And how would it look, she serving her own son a plate, with her voluptuous gourmet figure spilling all over the table. And for a moment she felt that Betty could see right thru the intentions for her dressed this way. 

And Janice was forced to admit to herself that maybe she did want to stimulate her son-- to punish him for his nonchalant attitude the night before. (But just to stimulate him!) She clarified. 

Janice was horrified at the thought of being suspected. Especially by Betty, who was becoming more and more intimidating. Janice hastily reacted, spurred by the last comments of Betty. The mere mention of young girls being interested in another woman, and the way Betty was eyeing her body, Janice would act as if she was in to...women. (I know she likes cock, so it's a harmless way to throw her off track), Janice had thought. 

"Where is my son? He's late today. Betty, why don't I pour us drinks while we wait," she schemed as she raised slowly, eyed Betty deeply, and turned to walk seductively towards the bar. Out of site at the bar, she pulled her halter even lower, to force her breast higher 'til deep cleavage showed of her full rounded tits. 

She slowly re-entered the room in run-way fashion, and walked right up to Betty's crossed legs. She bent at the waist until her powdered smelling titties were inches from Betty's face. She paused to lower the drink and looked into Betty's eyes. 

"You know, I don't recall you mentioning any guy the other day. It's just you and your son in that big old house of yours." Janice turned to place the tray down, turning her back as she finished her comment. "Unless of course you play ball while he's practicing it," she said coyly. Then she sat right beside Betty on the couch. 

"Well Betty, you know, I wondered about that the whole time I was at you crib. If there's a guy in your bosom I mean." Janice was eyeing Betty's body now to over sell her act. But undressing Betty with her eyes was a mistake for Janice. The memory of seeing Betty naked had actually aroused her senses. 

"Speaking of your Billy, Joey says that he is a very good ball player. If he sees you as sexy as I do, he would show you some of his moves," she laughed at her own taunting. 

Janice knew of the Jenkins incestuous activity, but she didn't mean to be so blunt. Now it was Betty's turn to squirm. She wondered why the cold shoulder by Janice, to go along with the in-u-windows. And If Joey and Billy were good friends, Billy may have unknowingly given cause for the Roberts to speculate. 

Betty was becoming convinced that Janice was attracted to her, and if she'd go along for now, maybe Janice would let off with the taunting. She and Billy spent very much time together and Joey may have told his mother something. 

"My sexy Janice, you are a knockout. You must have suspected it Janice, that I asked you over that day to see if you might be game." 

And Betty eyed Janice while she tested her drink. With Janice attention, she soaked her middle finger in her scotch as if it were a stir. She then brought her dripping finger out and up to her lips, rubbing it saucily along them. When she saw Janice's eyes widen, she slip her wet finger into her mouth for a deliberate and moist sucking. 

Janice found herself becoming aroused by this woman although she believed it to be an act. But Betty had an intoxicating way of taking one's focus and turning it into lustful whims of submission. The more she stared at Betty, the more of a trance she fell. And Betty's words began to soothingly penetrate her brain like a thick white smoke filling a small air-tight room. 

"Janice, you are a gorgeous little sweet tart with a body for the heavens. Although I'd risk hell to have it." 

"Thank you Betty," she said to the woman that she detested only :30 minutes ago. She was taken by the fact that Betty was even interested in her. She had no intentions of going any further with this. That is until Betty's next request. Orders. 

"Honey, I'll let you get back to your son's lunch," she told Janice, needing a way out herself from this uncommon act of seducing a woman. "I would need longer quality moments with a treasure like you sweetie." But Betty's Achilles heel was controlling people, and pushing their buttons to test how far they would go. And then there was Janice's sluttish attire scantily wrapped around the hottest body Betty had ever seen. She couldn't help herself. 

"4:30 Janice, at my house, a knee length jacket to cover your ass. Longer high heels, and don't get out of those fucking shorts."

Betty was thru the hall and exiting the foyer's entrance before Janice mumbled a silent whisper...

"Yes Betty." 

* * * * *

"Take off that fucking jacket! and let me see the goods," Betty ordered. And Janice complied, trying to ignore the harshness. 

Janice didn't know what she was doing here. Why she would come to this woman's home on such demeaning instruction. She should have pulled out of this long ago, abandon this act of submissive lesbianism. 

"You are a delicious looking slut Janice. Yes, those fucking shorts of yours." Betty placed her hand between Janice's thighs, causing tremors thru Janice's body. 

"Be still bitch! You are very wet down here." And Janice was in fact staining her garment with cunt oils. 

"Take them off now, slowly. And turn around! show me that ass." Janice followed the order, feeling shameful for the display she was ordered to give. But her cunt was burning with curiosity and becoming very itchy. She would do what ever Betty insisted, if she could have her pussy attended to. 

"Oh my! If I were a dyke like you, I'd fuck your ass off all day!" she told Janice. The comment sort of confused Janice. 

"That's right. I am not into slut women like you Janice. I prefer cock. Now turn around!"

Janice was standing there frightened to look back. Then she did as Betty requested, and her breath stuck in her throat. There was that thick patch of a pussy again, the one that had Janice so excited a few nights before. 

Betty had shrugged off her pants without Janice knowing. There was that familiar fragrance of wanton lust flowing from it. 

"Betty? What do you mean..."she stammered. 

"I mean only sick bitches would want to play with another woman's pussy. You need to find some hot little whore to play with yours."

"Betty?" 

"But I haven't had a roughneck around to play with mine lately, and since you are my little whore, get your ass over hear and take care of it!" 

"Betty?" 

"Now bitch!" she yelled. "You have about an hour before Billy comes home, so get on your knees and crawl over hear damn-it."

And Janice lowered to her knees and crawled over between Betty's legs. The fragrance between Betty's thighs was stronger now, filling the room, and provocatively enticing to Janice. She really wanted to experiment with this honey pot, that smelled so rich and creamy. But she did not see herself as the sick bitch dyke that Betty had referred to. She teasingly brought her face inches from Betty's snatch pausing to look up mischievously at Betty. 

"You have a gorgeous little pouch here Betty. I bet it's very tasty. But maybe you should wait for Billy to come home and eat it for you." Then Janice raised her body with her face staying inches from Betty's torso. The belly, the big braless titties, and then Janice's face was inches away from Betty's. 

"That's right Betty, I know that he eats your pussy. I am sure he likes it too." Betty was horrified. How did Janice know? But the confidence in Janice left little room for doubt, that she was not bluffing. 

"That's disgusting you bitch! You can just get your things and leave right now!" Betty hissed. 

"So you can be along to gobble your own son's cock, and eat his nasty cum?" Janice taunted. "What shall I do with you Betty, you cum drinking slut? Shall I tell anyone at your Country Club, where you seem to be so self righteously respected? Or shall I tell all of the boys on Billy's basketball team, that they can dribble and dunk their big dick-n-balls down your cum dirty mouth?" 

Janice became very harsh and pointed now, and began to force betty's hand. 

"Tell me Betty, shall I do that to get back at you, or do you want to tell me the truth...? Right now Bitch!" 

And Janice got up and grabbed her jacket. She put it on not getting her shorts. She knew she wouldn't need them just yet. She was heading to the door while laying it on thick. 

"I am not a dyke either Betty. I'll teach you not to play your little games with me. It won't be long before you're leaving this town with that pretty face of yours covered in shame. Bitch."

Betty was balling uncontrollably now. Nothing she could do now to disguise her shame and guilt. 

"O.K. Janice! Please! Don't go. I...I...it's true. Please Janice, you can't say anything. What can I do?"

Janice was in the hallway when she dropped to all fours, assed-up towards Betty. She fingered her wet little pussylips apart and turned her head back at Betty. 

"Well I could use a sick bitch whore to come over here and play with this pussy. So get your dick-sucking mouth over here and start eating my cunt!"

Betty was scrapping her knees against the carpet as she had order Janice to do moments before. Without another word she crawled head first towards Janice's round ass. Betty had done nothing like this before as she bumped her lips right up to Janice's pussy. 

"Kiss my ass Dearie, and then lick my asshole!" Janice had never been aggressive and didn't like the role. But she was increasing getting hot and moist between her thighs. She need her cunt serviced now!

Betty tentatively swabbed at her asshole. The tart taste of the tight musky wrinkle added to the humiliation that Betty was feeling. 

"Get use to that you tramp. But now I want you to eat my hot little pussy, and don't stop you little whore, until I give you some pussy cream to swallow." 

Betty quickly inserted a finger into Janice's pussy. She noticed Janice's cunt was already hot and swollen. She placed a second finger in and started jacking her pussy off faster. 

"Unngghhh!" wailed Janice. She blushed with shame that her pussy had lubricated so easily, that she'd even allow another woman play between her thighs. She began humping and wiggling her ass in the air, fucking her wet pussy onto Betty's hand. 

"Does that feel good Baby?" Betty whispered. "Your pussy is very tight for a woman your age."

"Ohh! Ungghhh yes!" 

Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Janice's gooey pussy, she brought her other hand to the fat, dark colored bud above her cunt-slit. She rubbed it firmly in circular motion. 

"Does this feel good sweetie? I've never done this Janice. I hope I can do it right," she said as she buried her face between Janice's asscheeks. She pressed her mouth at the horny mothers wet tasty fuckhole and began to lick and suck. She sluiced her tongue thru Janice's throbbing fuckhole and eagerly lapped cuntcream from the folds of Janice's cunt. 

Janice felt her pussy growing even hornier, oozing fuck oils into her submissive's hungry tongue. 

"Ohh! suck me!" The pleasure of having her pussy eaten caused Janice to loose all control. She reached back to grab Betty's head, shoving the mother's face into her snatch and her nose into the wrinkle of her asshole. 

"Lick my pussy bitch! Ohh! You're making my pussy so wet! "Unnggghh! Suck it damn-it!" 

Betty pushed her tongue in deeper, causing Janice to buck her hips back at her face. The clit in her hand throbbed obscenely with its need to be licked and sucked. Betty chinned lower to get her tongue on it. Janice spread her legs wider to allow Betty to take it into her mouth. Betty did take it, sucking it hard, puckering her cheeks on it as if it was a tiny cock. 

"Suck me! Put your fingers back in! My pussy is so wet. It needs to cum!" 

Betty complied with her straightened fingers, gooshing them into the clasping tunnel of Janice's hot aching cunt. She jacked Janice off with her hand as she sucked harder on her clit. 

I'm cummmiinng!" she wailed, assing back several inches in search of Betty's face. "Suck my fucking pussy. Eat my fucking ass up, now! I'm cummmiiinng!" 

Janice's pussy spasmed as violently as it did when her son had eaten it. The delicious smelling cuntcream eased fluidly from her horny hole, giving Betty much nectar to suck, eat, and lick up. Betty continued to jack off the pussy while licking the clit and eating hot creams from the cum splattering pussy. Her eating cuntcream, to her shameful surprise, was nearly as delightful as slurping out cockjuice from a huge shooting cock like her son's. 

"Well, I think you enjoyed that Janice. You certainly came hard! Didn't you?," she said sitting back on her heels with eyes full of tears. 

Janice sprawled forward on her shoulders with her dripping snatch still in the air. She was disappointed with herself. Just this morning she vowed to go proper in her sexual discretions. But just having the upper hand on the luscious Betty Jenkins was enough to force another woman to eat her horny wet cunt. 

"Ohh god Janice, I don't need you to tell anyone about me. If your pussy is still horny, I guess I could lick it for you again, if you want me to," she said, subjecting herself to Janice. She was sobbing almost hysterically. 

Janice felt a soft spot for the woman despite the way that Betty had treated her. She wanted to place her arm around her to comfort her. 

"It's o.k. Betty. Don't cry. I feel good. I...I shouldn't have done that to you. It's just that... My pussy is so horny lately. It's all your fault for being so sexy, that I wanted you to be the very first for me. Ha!" she tried to flatter Betty with humor. 

"I guess... You want to come over everyday now, whenever you need your pussy licked. Ungh?" 

Janice could see how disturbed the mother was, at the possibility of being a long-term slut-slave. Betty could not hold the tears back at the thought of being submissive. Janice did put her arm around the crying woman, feeling her warm thin-covered tits against the bigger ones of Betty's. 

"Don't cry Betty. You are so damn sexy, I love being with you. I really do want you to be my sex slave some time. But I promise that if you want to be, and even if you don't, I'm never going to tell anyone about you." With that, she raised Betty's chin and planted a long kiss on the woman's quivering pouty lips. She brushed Betty's hair free of her pretty face and smiled at her. "Sweetheart, I'm not even like that."

"Thank you Janice. I...I don't know what to say," Betty said, wiping away her tears. 

Janice was busy lip-kissing Betty's face out of compassion. It was just to comfort her, but then Janice's hands came upon Betty's large tits. She massaged them without notice. It all felt so natural. The next thing she knew is that Betty's blouse was up high on her titties, and she was mouthing the fat darkened nipples on Betty's meaty tits. 

"Ohh that feels good Janice," Betty moaned, to frightened to move. She wasn't sure if she had Janice's approval. 

Janice was aware of the woman's reaction to her ministrations. She never dreamt she could cause this reaction from another woman. But It had been a long time since she caused it with anyone period. 

The power of sexual control was like an aphrodisiac to Janice, it spurred her on with instinct. Janice shoved her hand between Betty's thighs without warning, and rubbed the fat pussylips rapidly until she could feel a plump throbbing presence against her palm. 

"Ohh! God! Janice, yes, ohhhh!" moaned Betty as her clit literally grew in Janice's hand. "Suck my tits baby, bite my nips!"

Janice rubbed the heel of her hand harder against the budding clit. But she pulled her face away. 

"I'm not your baby, and don't ever tell me what to do!" Janice sternly corrected. "Now lay the fuck down and get those legs in the air!" she order. 

Betty was shocked at the change of tone. But she did as she was ordered, and held her full firm thighs as high as they'd go. 




Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 5



"That's a good Bitch. Do you think I came over here to see you cry crocodile tears? No. I'm going to take that hot pussy of yours, you sassy little cunt!" 

"Ohhh!" was all Betty could say to the insulting comments directed at her. 

Janice lay on her stomach between the darker mother's legs, confronting the perfumed folds of the butter fuck slit. She pressed her mouth on it, blushing with shame and passion, eating another woman's cunt for the very first time. 

"Ohh Janice! Please!" 

As Betty's cunt quickly moistened, Janice realized that the taste of Betty's cunt was very exciting. She felt her own pussy throb as she shoved her tongue in farther, lapping up cunt-oils from Betty's aroused pussy. 

Betty's cunt became hot and wetter on Janice's mouth. The inner folds of her cunt was throbbing, needing something to suck on. Janice straightened two fingers, gooshing them into the narrow channel of Betty's creamy fuck slot. 

Betty was extremely turned on now. She wanted Janice to suck her clit now. She wanted those fingers to fuck her harder. She wanted to make these demands, she was so accustomed to making commands. But she was still frightened by Janice's control, not permitted to order Janice around. 

But Janice found that clit, fat and swollen, and locked her lips around it. Betty clawed Janice's head, and her aching pussy spasmed and throbbed thru a long violent cum. 

"Lick it Janice! Unh, unh, unh, lick it! Suck off my pussy! I'm cummin', ohhh! I'm cuummmiing!"

Janice kept sucking and fingerfucking, guiding the horny mother thru her orgasmic duration. When Betty relaxed her hips down to the floor, she sat up quickly before Janice could respond, and shamelessly rewarded Janice's cunt-lapping efforts with a long, lewd french kiss. 

"I told you not to tell me what to do!" scolded Janice. She knew Betty's heated request could not be helped, being in the throes of ecstasy. "And I won't tolerate that shit. Your son will be home soon. What would he think if he found you over my knees with your nice sweet asscheeks getting spanked by his best friend's mother?" 

Betty looked on inquisitively. 

"I'll call you tomorrow you little bitch. You'll come over to my house, don't even bother putting on your cute little panties. I'm going to give that plump-juicy butt of yours the spanking that you deserve." 

With her head hung low, unable to look at the radiant face of Janice's, she mumbled with humiliated submissivness...

"Yes Janice."



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 6



"Damn Billy! I said no!" Betty cried while holding off her son's advances. It had been several days since he last had his way. At first he thought she was teasing him. But now he believed her; that she was ending their shameful acts of incest. 

"Fine then! Hell, it was you who started this thing, sucking my dick that morning I came from the shower!" he reminded her. 

But Betty had consulted with Janice about this and Janice told her that it was so wrong. Betty and Janice was spending lots of time together now. ("I know that you will find a nice guy to be with, I will help you. And don't I make you feel good sometimes?"), she remembered Janice saying. 

And it was true, on both accounts. There was several men hitting on Betty from her share of her X-husband's business location. And Janice did make her feel good sometimes. Just last night at Janice's, while Joey was out of town at a scrimmage game, Janice made her feel very good. 

[Janice seemed way overdressed when Betty arrived. After a few drinks and laughs, Janice began to preach to her about how indecent it was for Betty to labor over her own son's big prick. Janice told her that most teenaged son's would ogle his mom's body, and some even would go further. Betty hadn't the nerve to explain that it was she who attacked the boy. Betty explained how horny she was since her husband had left, and dating men was so complicated. Again, Janice was prepared to help. 

Janice mentioned how her own pussy was itchy lately and that Betty should help her out. Betty was happy to help by undressing the horny woman. When she finally reached for Janice's baggy pants, she couldn't wait to get at the tasty snatch beneath them. But she did not have much access at her cunthole. She kneeled back in shock surprise, and looked at Janice. She thought that she had never seen anything so exciting in her life: Janice standing there naked with beautiful rounded tits; her delicious full thighs looking yummy with a long thick rubbery cock hanging between them. 

Janice had hid a strap-on beneath her clothes that she used on Betty's pussy. But first; "I want you to suck on my big white dick!. Have you ever sucked a white one my dear?" she taunted while tapping the white man cock all over Betty's excited face.]

"Fine Mom" Billy shouted, shocking her away from her daydream of Janice's cock. He knew that his mother was right, about the daily choking he was giving her with his long shaft. "I wish you would have let me fuck you first though," he said. He would miss eating her pussy for her as well, she'd order him to do so several times a day. 

"Besides Billy, you are the sexiest stud in your college. I know you can have any of the young girls at your school." Betty had kissed her son goodbye, reminding him of her wishes by pulling away from his mouth-fucking tongue. 

* * *

8:00 that night Betty was cuddled in Janice's bed, tongue cleaning the big white-man dildo she had used on Janice's pussy. They were both exhausted from another round of fuckin' and suckin'. 

"Betty, you are always hot, sweetie. But tonight...You rode the shit out of this poor white-man cock. Do you want me to find you a white man or something?"

"Don't tease Janice...Its just, Well I didn't want to tell you. I don't think that I can get over Billy as fast as he gets over me." 

"What do you mean?" asked Janice, tweaking the nipples on Betty's fat titties. 

"I have been telling Billy the last few days that we'd cool it. And today he forced me to really lay it all out. I think he took it too well though."

"Too well?" asked Janice.

"When Billy came from school today, he was with this woman. Some white bitch! I thought that it was a girl. They never saw me as they went to his room. I peeked in on them and Billy had his big dick in her pussy, which was already drenched! It was leaking all over his bed and I could even smell it. Billy was fucking her soooo good! Janice. I never let Billy fuck me. I couldn't help regretting that, the way he plunged that long pipe deliberately slow, using all sorts of angles. 

"I saw how happy the woman looked, she was cumming repeatedly on his cock. He let her ride his dick Girl!, with her ass towards me. Not a bad looking white piece, but nothing like you. She was almost our age Girl! I couldn't believe it. I looked in her purse that they left in the kitchen, and she is a 'Professor' at his school!"

Janice repositioned herself between Betty's thighs. She wanted to hear the story while snacking in her friends pussy. 

"Ohhh Janice! I'm trying to tell you wha..."

"Keep going Betty! I want to hear everything!"

"My son can really fuck Janice. I heard the woman moaning and groaning, I left the kitchen to go peek again. I wanted to stay away but I just couldn't. I couldn't believe it when my son separated her asscheeks, and shove his finger up her stinky little asshole! She cried out and tried to yank his hand away, but the horny little bitch kept humping his meat when he refused. 

"Ohhh Janice! Stop it!"

Janice had her tongue buried in cunt, spurred by her friend's story. 

"Ohh Janice, I wanted to go in and throw the bitch off of him. But I would have grabbed Billy's cock right in front of her, and fucked him better than she!. He had so much pussy juice on his cock when she was done. But Billy flipped her over and raised her legs on his shoulder, and continued to fuck the shit out of her. 

"Ohh shit Janice! I needed it so bad! I was so hot. I fingered my own juicy cunt for the first time since I got married as a teenager!. I don't know if I can wait for you to find me a nice man to meet, just find me one to fuck!"

Betty had a big cum by the time she finished her story. She was dressed and ready to leave as she argued with Janice. 

"O.K. Janice, I won't go to her supervisor then. But I'm going to speak to the whore no matter what you say. I mean...you probably can't imagine seeing a older woman like that fucking your sweet young Joey!"

But Janice could imagine it. In fact, she still needed to have a word with her lawyer about that!

*******

Ms Grayson could only look away as Janice grilled her for excusing herself with a lie, from Janice's business meeting ."..so you could go fucking my son at my own home!." 

The Attorney-at-Law was knew that she had an in-prompt-to session with a client, and hoped she'd get there soon. Ms Grayson knew that she couldn't face Janice just yet about the incident. 

Melissa Gilbrant burst into the office to Joan Grayson's fortunes. The professionally dressed white woman had mistaken Janice for a legal partner, by the way Joan Grayson yielded subservient obedience towards Janice. 

"Hello Joan, its been a long time," she said, kissing her old friend on the cheek. "Joan, could you help me find a lawyer? You see, this woman came to my class today, and she's going to turn me in for fucking her son. He's a student in my class you see. She said she couldn't believe how a woman my age could take advantage of a teenaged boy like that. You probably can't believe it yourself Joan." 

Janice glared at Joan with that remark, causing Joan to look down at her desk shamefully.

"I mean...He is so fucking hot! And he can really throw that big black co...

"Oh I'm sorry Joan, Ma'am," she said turning to Janice, both women being black. 

"Its O.K., 'Cradle Robber'," the insult directed at Joan more so than Melissa. "I think I'll be leaving now Joan. Your friend can get into a lot of trouble for this. Why don't you let me handle this thing for you two, Joan. I urge the two of you to follow my suggestions for a while. Call me." Janice winked at Joan while leaving, so excited to tell Betty about this set of circumstances. 

They were driving into the city at Janice's instruction. Betty pulled her Mercedes into the empty car lot of Monarch High School while they spoke. 

"He's very nice Betty. Tall, dark, and handsome." 

"Don't they say that about white men Janice?" she laughed, harassing her friend. 

Janice laughed with her until they both hushed. "He is a white man," Janice said bluntly. 

"Janice! I don't know... I never said I..."

"Neither have I Betty. But this guy is nice. I knew his wife before she passed. She was the only woman in the neighborhood not after my husband. I figure it was true when she told me that her husband was one hell of a screw, a damn good cocksman. Besides, I knew that I'd fuck him myself when he asked me out. You'll going to love it," she assured Betty. 

This was Joey's old high school, so Janice knew her way around. They found his office locked but a janitor said he was there. Betty offered her plump rump for the janitor to rub, and gave him a false phone number. They entered the Principal's office once the janitor unlocked the door. 

Just around a wall that hid Jack Carson's desk, both the two women looked forward to fucking this big white man. 

Betty and Janice stood gawking at the scene: Jack Carson stood butt against his desk, holding a young girl in mid air. Janice could see her white sanity ass while she sat with her legs over Jack's shoulders. 

"Unnnngghh! Ohh Mr. Carson!" she wailed as he ate her young pussy. Jack's pants were down at his shoes and socks. Betty was eyeing another young treat trying to force his meaty cocknob into her small amateurish mouth. 

'Plop' come out the fat cockhead as the young black girl looked up. 

"See Mr. Carson, we really appreciate you getting us into Carver 'U'," she said, speaking into his cockhead like it was a meaty microphone. 

Both girls wore cheerleading outfits bearing the name of Billy's college. The red head was kicking her legs oblivious to the chance of falling. Jack's meaty tongue could nearly plug the entire length of her cunt slit as he gave her the first real tongue fucking of her life. 

"Ohhh Mr Carson! You're going to make me cuummm!" 

The young black girl was laboring to suck the cock for the big white man. She needed him to grab her head and force his cock deeper, but he needed both hands to hold the small white girl. 

"Ulmp! Uhh! Gulp!" spurted the black girl around the big prick. She was jerking and slurping on his cock at the same time, swiveling her tongue against the huge pisshole. "Ulmmp," she gagged as the cockhead entered her mouth. Just the head on it was filling the girl's mouth and clogging her throat. Frustrated by her inability to make the big cock hum for her, she 'plopped' it from her mouth and stood. She was about to ask Mr. Carson to change positions when she seen the pink little buttcheeks of her friend. It looked just as delectable to her as it did to the staring Janice, and she climbed the man's hips until she could plant her nimble little tongue at her friends pulsing tight shitter. 

"Ohhh! What?...Tomeka! that feels fucking gooood!" yelled the teenaged dish. 

Betty had her hands around Janice's hips, rubbing the hot mother's cunt through her dress pants, while she humped her cunt at Janice's ass. She loved the shameless depravity of the Tomeka's ass licking, disappointed when the girl pulled away. 

"Turn...turn around Mr. Carson!" she pleaded, tugging at his naked hips. He steadied in short steps because of his pants restraining his ankles, and the weight on his shoulders as well. Tomeka had him facing the large desk so he bent over to place the creaming Patty Gilbrant onto the desk and continued to eat her pussy. Jack had his mouth suctioning the swollen fat clit while his tongue tortured it with pleasure. Patty was in hysterics, the only boy before Jack, didn't know of the small hiding nub of her clit. 

"I want you to fuck my face! Mr. Carson! Fuck my face damn-it!" The young black girl had sucked one cock before, but not to completion. It also was a white one, on a boy who measured less than 5." She must have been very ambitious now however. She position her head between the big man's legs with her head against the back of his desk. 

Janice got a jolt now that she saw the man's cock. It was nearly as long as her Joey's, and Tomeka lowered it to her mouth. 

"Please fuck my mo...Ulmmp! ULMP!" she contently sucked now as he rocked his cock lightly into her mouth, her head gently banging the desk with knocking rhythm. 

Betty was now inside of Janice's pants frigging the heated pussy hole that had soaked Janice's panties. Betty too had compared the hardening cock to her own son's, it being almost as thick as Billy's. 

The hot young treat named Patty, had cum very hard. Very light-headed now, she rolled off of the desk. 

"Ohhh God! Mr. Carson, I never knew...Oh shit! Tomeka, you have to let him eat you! I can't believe...

"Here Tomeka, let's trade!" requested Patty, squirming down under to take the black girl's place. 

Tomeka welcomed the white girls help, but she wasn't leaving this cock for anything. 

"O.K. Patty, we can share" she said, handing the fat foreskinned cock to her friend. She watched Patty line the cock up with her lips, and kissed Patty's mouth as the cockhead was stretching it. "You know that you have a very tasty asshole Patty?" 

Patty struggled with the huge cock in her mouth, breathing heavily from her nose, with her cheeks hollowing and bulging. She knew why Tomeka needed to use the desk now, for Jack's face-fucking leverage. 

Jack was feeling very good now. Two horny teenagers that he knew to be the most popular at his school the year before. The reining 'Homecoming Queen', and the last voted 'Best Looking', were choking themselves on his cock. One had spit all over his prickhead and slobber drenching her cheeks and chin. The other was licking as much of it up that she could, to deliver it to the long meaty stalk and his large purple nutsack. 

After long, his whole cock was glistening in spit, and he could barely restrain from giving the girls a real face-fuck. They were only teenagers, he thought, and reframed from such demeanor. 

But Janice and Betty could hear the girl's heads thudding the desk louder and louder, and Jack began to moan. He was an expert cocksman, and he held his cum from the girls. But he rammed his meat in Patty's mouth, noting how her throat was to small for his cock head. He then pulled out 'PLOP', and delivered cockhead drenched in spit, into Tomeka's waiting mouth. Patty's cheerleaders shirt was up over her pert little tits now, so she raised and turned to rub her aching nipples along the length of the Principal's cock. 

Betty meanwhile, had to suck on something herself. The sight was just too much for the horny mother. But Janice was too enthralled to cooperate, profusely rubbing her own naked cunt, not wanting to turn from the action. Betty had bared the woman's bottom moments earlier, but couldn't get to Janice pussy without entering the open view of Jack Carson's office. 

Betty kneeled behind Janice wondering what she could get her mouth on. She remembered the time of licking Janice's ass before, an order by Janice to simply humiliate her. Janice had not asked for that any other time. She didn't know if Janice would appreciate something so wicked. But Betty had the strongest urge to suck Janice off, and took her chances despite the consequence. 

Janice was tweaking her clit when she felt her asscheeks ruthlessly yanked apart, and then a wet thick tongue plunge into the nether of her brown puckered poopchute. 

"Ohhh no! Betty!?" she hissed, trying not to attract attention. And Betty paid her none. 

Betty's wet tongue fluttered squarely on the wrinkles and then the pit of Janice's shithole. Her first real taste of musky hot asshole was delectable as she held Janice rump tight to her face. 

Janice only escape of this strange sensation was into the room of the Principal and his two teenaged cocksuckers. Before she could figure an alternative to that however, she found herself lightly moaning while shoving her ass back into the nasty mother's face. Her asshole was lewdly pulsating and throbbing before she knew it, making pussy nectar flow from her cunt that much faster. 

"Lick it Betty!" she whispered. "Lick my butt you nasty slut!." 

Janice turned back to the room to find Jack's stiff levering cock bobble as he took it from the disappointed girls. He rolled Tomeka onto her hands and knees, and then reached for the red head. 

"You said you liked your asshole licked Patty?" he questioned, as he flipped her over as well. Principal Carson pointed his white cock lined with thick pulsing veins, to the contrastingly brown asscheeks of Tomeka, and wedged his cockhead through the folds of her tight little pussy. It took Jack very long moments to work the huge head of his cock into the dripping wet hole. 

"Ohhhh! Aggghhh! You're going to split me in two!" she cried, half believing it. Tomeka had not even contiplated taking this cock there. She thought the two of them could suck the sperm out of his cock for him. But her jaw was very sore and with no cum in sight. So if it was her rarely fucked little pussy he needed to rut-off and nutt-off, she would give it to him at his command. She wondered if it would actually fit however! 

Even little Patty trembled at the thought of it, as she watched grimaces of agony on Tomeka's face. Patty wanted to see the coupling, big white meat in small black body. But she was held in place for Jack's next indulgence. 

When Jack felt that his cock was in place where the wiggling young girl could not dislodge it, and she seemed to by trying, he bent over to cover the entire crack of Patty's ass with his tongue. He immediately began sucking her asshole as if it could be suctioned from the girls body, and then he plugged her asshole with his tongue. 

"Ohh NO! Mr. Carrr... Oh take it out!"

Jack expertly had pointed the tip of his tongue and wedged it into her puckered shitter. His strong tongue was able to penetrate and stretch the virgin ring of her anus, causing her pain and anxiety. But he held her ass steady as she tried to get away. 

Both girls squealed with fear, never having their bodies torqued this way. But their heads and shoulders was already flushed against the Principal's desk, limiting an escape route. 

Janice thighs were streaked with hot cuntsapp, cum triggered by the tongue in her butthole. Betty of course could not stretch the puckering shitmuscle the way the muscular Jack could do. But she had penetrated it, licking around the inner edges, and sucking in deep from her lungs. 

Janice felt the pulling suction on her anal mound, and then the pushing of wet tongue to fuck it. She didn't know what Betty was doing, but she was literally spewing cunt oils onto the office carpet. 

"Ohhh fuck! Quit it, Betty! I'm going to cum damn-it!" she feared, because her cums were often noisy. She didn't mind Jack finding her here, but not with another woman's tongue buried up her asshole. "Ohhh! Ohh! fuck, I'm cuummminng!" 

Janice shuddered through her orgasm and went down to her knees. Betty pulled her face from Janice's sweaty asscheeks, and wrapped her arms around Janice from the back. Hoping Janice would not be too disgusted by such depravity, Betty was delightfully thrilled when Janice turned her head to her. 

"You're so fucking nasty! Betty. Let me taste that nasty fucking tongue," she whispered. 

"OOHHH! Mr Carson! I'm cuummming," cried Tomeka. 

"Yes Mr Carson, ohhh! Tongue-fuck my virgin asshole, I love that fucking tongue. I'm cummmiing." 

The two girls ripped into orgasms. Patty's convulsing rectum caused her cunt to tighten and spew, while Tomeka's quaking pussy caused her asshole to throb. 

"Ohhh Fuck girls, you going to get it now!" warned Jack. Tomeka's horny cunt had took half of his cock. But it worked overtime on that half, sucking it hard, milking it needfully, and heating it like he couldn't remember. It had been a long time since he had a near-virgin pussy of an eighteen-year-old. It pounded his prick each time he lightly boned in. Her cunt's final spasm around his cock was to much for him. 




Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 6



Jack's prick exploded into the young girls body, expanding to new limits causing the girl to cry out with each spurt. Shot after shot of the Principal's jism was filling the small cavity 'till Tomeka felt it pooling in her belly. Suctioning noises became louder as his overflow of cum mixed with her soppy wet cunt. Cockjuice and girlcum was shooting from her pussy now, back around the aching stiffness of his cock. His hips and her ass was soaked when his orgasms completed. And the now free Patty wedged her face between their loins to gobble up his second-hand sperm. 

"That looked soooo good! I want you to fuck me tomorrow Mr. Carson!" begged Patty. 

"That was fucking good!" Tomeka insured. "And forget tomorrow, I wouldn't dream of letting him out of here until he gives your pussy the best dicking on earth! Like he just gave mine."



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 7



Joan Grayson and Melissa Gilbrant blushed embarrassingly as they drove pass Joey Roberts and Billy Jenkins. They ignored the attention from each boy respectively, hoping the other woman would not suspect anything.

The two women were on their way to the bank to withdraw $600 per the request of Janice Roberts. 

Melissa had thought that it was a legal retainer to Janice Roberts, as she had taken out $200. Joan was ordered to take out twice as much because her salary was larger. Joan also knew where the money was to go: Half of the $600 was divided by four, and slipped randomly into lockers. Two at 'Summit Stadium' baseball team, and two at Carver 'U' basketball team. 

Meanwhile...

"Did you see that babe with the brief case Billy? I fucked her a few days ago," Joey bragged as he dribbled his ball onto the basketball court. 

"No way man! That beauty!? Billy responded. "Well, that's funny, I fucked the short white babe she was with!" 

"Bullshit! She is hot boy!" 

The two lads discussed some fine points of 'rap' as they shot a one-on-one game. The discussion became as heated as the competition. 

"Speaking of hot, I see your Mom at our place quite a bit lately. And she...is hot!" Billy stated with hidden apathy. He felt that Mrs. Roberts spends more time with his Mom lately instead of him. "Too bad you can't do her like you did her lawyer!"

An angry Joey had the ball, backed down Billy, gave a sharp elbow to Billy's ribs intentionally, and spun around the slumping hoopster for a slam dunk. 

"Yeah maybe. But since I can't, is Miss Jenkins available?"

Billy dribbled the ball, faced-up to Joey's tight defense. 

"Why don't you ask your mother!" he chided before throwing his shoulder and forearm into Joey, and rained down a 'Three' as Joey fell to the ground. 

By the time their game was over, the two young studs were near fist-of-cuffs. They angrily went to their homes without setting up the customary rematch. Both boys secretly felt a stir in their groins as they were having the conversation of the two hot looking Moms. 

Billy received a call from Joey and reluctantly went to his house. He thought that a truce would be offered, and he was not going admit to his share of the argument. 

"Billy, this is Jamie Grayson and this is Jill. I know them from Summit Stadium park."

Billy now was quick to admit his fault in the argument. 

Jamie was a 23 year old college student, wearing a small halter barely hiding big 36D size titties. 

Jill, whom Billy suspected of being mixed racially, had small breast but a disproportionately large butt that had little tone at all. Her legs were very meaty as well, but it all good, in those white see thru spandex. 

"Ohhhh! God! I can't take it Billy! Unngghh...too big!" yelled Jamie, her tits flopping to and fro. 

Joey was a little further in Jill's cunt but she too was feeling discomfort neerly as much. 

"Ahhh Fuck! Shit, ohhh Joey! Wait...I can't...fuck!"

Jill had taken more cocks in her pussy than Jamie, but once she had Joey's cock, the wetness in her pussy did little to spare his tortured cock. 

* * * * *

Joey's and Billy's mothers were speaking excitedly of how they would have Melissa Gilbrant participate in naughty sex adventures, for her 'cradle robbing' punishment. They'd contact big Jack Carson to come over to Betty's, along with four willing athletic studs. 

Janice was to explain how Joan Grayson fitted in the scheme as they approached her front door. 

"What is that Janice?" Betty asked as they strolled thru the foyer. 

Janice did not have to answer as they entered the living room. 

"Unnggghh! Agghh! Ulmp!" Billy had resolved that he could not get his cock into the young white girl's pussy. So he had given her three orgasms from the '69' position. Jamie, at the other end, was giving an amaturish blow job to a cock she could barely fit in her mouth. His cock was 3 quarters hard and kept flopping against her lips, nose and forehead as it popped in and out of her mouth. 

"Ohhh shit Jill, your'e ripping my dick off!" yelled Joey as the narrow walls of the girl's pussy pressured half of his thick cock. 

"Unnggghhch! Ohhh...slow...Please go slow," cried Jill as she was cumming painfully on his fat rod. 

Janice Roberts did not know what to do as she looked at Betty. Her friend did what came instinctively to her. She started giving commands. 

"Get out you fucking sluts! Right now!" she ordered as she stormed the room. "Both of you...you...tramps!"

The four rutting people were shocked at the presence of the women. The two young girls dragged themselves thru interupted orgasms and reached for their clothes. Five minutes later they were driving down the street speaking of the next time they could be safely along with the hung horny studs. 

"Billy, what is it with your Mom man! It isn't even her house," mused Joey as he sat where he had fucked, still naked and sporting an half hard cock rubber-snaking across his belly. 

Joey laughed when Betty start yelling at her son Billy. 

"Stop it Joey!" yelled Janice. "Up stairs right now. They need privacy. And I have to tell you a thing or two about behaving this way out in the open of my living room. People have to eat off of that coffee table!"

Up stairs in Joey's room, Janice found herself aroused with the scent of girl-smell all over Joey. She also couldn't believe that he sat on the bed without even dressing. She found herself staring at the rubber-like hose of his cock. 

"Joey! I can't talk to you with your...thing out like that." 

"Well it won't fit in anything right now Mom!" he said pointing to the thickness of his cock. "Besides Mom, it's too sore." 

Joey had notice his mom staring at it. So he went further to tell her how tight the young pussy was, and that it had his plump cock aching. 

"I guess I made a booboo," he said, finding the whole thing comical. "You used to kiss my booboo's when I was young" he offered light humor. 

Janice felt her knees grow shaky and her head was getting dizzy. A deep lust stemmed from her vision of the boy's cock, she was already horny with her earlier conversations with Betty. She felt herself cross the room slowly while sputtering conflicting words. 

"The girl did have an awfully tight vagina Joey, and, I did used to kiss your booboo's. But that was...Joey! Don't touch yourself like that while I talk to you!" 

Joey had started light skimming of his fat cock, to soothe the burning it suffered from young tight cunt. 

Janice could feel her warm cunthole grow hotter, the thickening lips of her pussy swelling with moisture and throbbing. She swallowed hard before speaking. 

"Joey, I have to help you with that before I can talk to you about this. I...I...Would it really help if Mommie k-kissed it for you?" she stammered. 

Janice bent down into his groins and planted her warm trembling lips at the head of his pulsating cock. The kiss lasted few moments, still she jerked away as if his cockmeat burned her lips. 

Joey's cock bolted like never before and he moaned heartily from the tender touch of her lips. 

"Quiet Joey! Shh! They are down stairs. Joey, that did nothing but worsened it. I...maybe I could try again..."

"Joey! A f-french kiss? I don't know...I..."

Janice had walked over to the door to lock it, and then found her way back to her hung horny son and his stiffening cockshaft. She sank to her stocking-covered knees between her son's naked thighs. She stared at his hunk of meat till she clutched it by the base and it wobbled just before her face. 

Janice could feel an awful desire rush thru her loins to satisfy his big aching prick. Yet she knew that it was wrong to have such desires for her own son's cock. And she wouldn't give in to pleasuring it for the mere act of delight. 

"Joey, j-just this once, Mommie will help you this time, i'll french-kiss your big fucking dick now so that I can talk to you about..."

Her words fell off when she brought the meaty knob back to her lips, kissing it more firmly than before. Wicked shame passed thru her as she realized that she was the type of mother that would kiss her own son's cock. She had never even had one 'in' her mouth before. 

She peered up at him thru her naturally long eye-lashes to see him staring at her expectantly. As requested, she allowed her lips to part, lightly tonguing his hot cockcrown as it entered her virgin mouth. 

"Unngghh! Ulmp!" Janice cunt was set afire at the thick resiliance of his rubbery prickhead against her saliva drenched tongue. It drenched his cockhead as well. 

"Ohhh Mom! That's very good! A little kiss is what it needs! Keep going." 

Having never done this, Janice tried to treat it like a kiss, tonguing away at her husband's sweet tongue was her only reference. But the size of his huge prickhead was trapping her tongue, forcing her to lash it around his cockhead violently. 

"Ulmp! Ulmp! Gulp!" she went, hoping that the Jenkins had left by now for she was swallowing her own saliva with loud sucking noise. 

But the Jenkins had not left yet.

"Billy! Is sex all you think about!? Do you go fucking any damned tramp who asks for it? Betty drilled as Billy sat there astonished by her reaction. 

"Billy, I can't let you go around like this, any young girl who spreads her legs! Now I'm your mother and I don't want to see some woman taking advantage of you Billy?" she said as her own pussy became moist and itchy at the thought of Billy squeezing his cock into young hot pussy. 

Betty could see how it effected Billy's cock as well and she became even madder. 

"Billy! How can you sit there like that while I talk to...

"Now I see Billy, this is your way of getting back at me," Betty began to whisper. "You think that you can bring all of your sluts home to fuck in front of your own mother, because I don't allow any of our little games anymore. Well you are just a bum!"

Billy was growing less than enthusiastic at her accusations. Billy loved his mother and would never taunt her. He felt that they would not be able to stay away from each other, but either way he would never hurt her. But had she forgotten that he had no way of knowing she'd come to the Robert's home today. 

"Billy, I think that I have to do something about you leaving home so horny all of the time. Your big fucking cock is always so stiff. You can't help getting big stiff hard-ons can you Billy? See right now Billy! I am trying to talk to you seriously, and you have a big Stiff hard-on even as I talk." 

And Betty was feeling a wetness staining her panties as she looked at it. 

"Billy, I have to do something about this right now!"

"And what do you suggest?" he said sarcastically, 

"Well Billy, I can't leave you like this! I can't let Janice see how such a dirty young man you are." 

Betty cuddled next to her only child and lightly caressed his dick. 

"Billy, I think that i'll have to empty your nuts for you sometimes. Not like before! Just to keep you from getting a big stiff dick all of the time. 

"Billy if you watch the stairs for me, Mother will help you take care of this damned thing for you." 

Billy grabbed his Mom's hair and held her head away. 

"No Mom, you watch the stairs. I couldn't get my dick into that tight young pussy of that pretty girl, hell, she couldn't even suck too well. No Mom, thanks anyway, but what I need is that hot tight pussy of yours sucking my fucking cock!" he insisted while dragging his mom from the house by her arm. 

* * * * *

Billy had dragged his mom by the arm from the Roberts home, and then from her car to her bedroom. Betty fought all the way although her moist pussy was swelling with the thought of his intentions. In fact, she could smell her own cunt aroma filling Janice's house before they left. Now she was on her king-sized bed doing as her only child requested: removing her cunt smelling panties while she lay on the bed. 

"Billy, you're not really going to fuck your own mother's pussy are you?" she whimpered, even as she sized up the boy's hard dick when he tugged away his athletic shorts. 

"No Billy! You can't..."

"Cock'um Mom!" And Betty's full firm thighs were as high in the air as they'd go, her legs now straight up over Billy's shoulders. 

Billy doubled her legs all the way over 'till his young muscular chest lightly touched her fat soft titties. He reached down and wedged his spongy cockhead between the pouty petals of her very tight cunt. 

"Man I really have a big load right now!" he said. 

"Oh Billy..." was all she could moan to his lewd cockiness. 

She was shivering as she felt the thick cock lance stretching her pussy lusciously, making the walls of her joy-pit grasp and grip exquisitely around the long dark cock. 

"Please no! Billy!..." But the horny mother was already wiggling and humping, fucking her wet itchy pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of Billy large cock. 

"O.K. Billy. You bastard. Go ahead and fuck your mother's cunt. Fuck your mother's pussy just as hard as you want!" She raised down and spread her own pussy lips, completely giving her son access to shaft her horny cunt. Billy started fucking his mother. Rhythmically he speared his big cock into her clasping hot cunt. 

"Fuck me Billy! Unngghh! Fuck! You really have a big one Billy! Fuck me hard Billy. Please fuck Mama's pussy 'till I can't even walk!" 

Now Billy's cock was all the way in to the balls of her tight syrupy fuck channel. Betty was already cumming, overwhelmed by the size and friction of his shaft. It stuffed her belly, reaching into the depths of her womb. Her son started fucking her pussy harder, spearing his big cock in and out of the sheath of her grasping cunt. 

"I thought you'd like it Mom. You want me to fuck your tight pussy hard and long, don't you?"

"Yes Billy," she shamefully admitted. She continued fucking her wet hot cunt onto the boy's cock, bucking her hips in frenzy for harder and longer thrusting from the wonderful hard shaft. "Fuck mama's pussy harder! Ohhh its so juicy Billy! Mama's cunt needs a big cum! Unngghhh!" 

Billy knew that his mom was cumming while he mauled the cheeks of her ass. He took the opportunity to slide his and into her sweaty asscrack. He rubbed her crinkled asshole roughly and then shoved his middle finger into her resisting rectum. 

"Unngghhgg! Ow! Billy, what are y...? No Billy!" cried Betty as her body convulsed into orgasm. This was too much for her, she'd never allow this at all if she weren't in the throes of cumming. She was surprised that the sudden pain back there had not delayed her cum. 

"I'm cumminggg! Billy! Aggghhh!" she yelled. Billy knew it already, as her cunt violently spasmed around his aching cock. He liked the way her ultra tight shitter was flexing around his finger. He added another one. 

Betty was aware of it as well. She reached back to pry his hand away even as her pussy was juicing all over the long shafting cock. Her hot pussy spewed heavily as she shamelessly pounded it against his stiff aching prick. And to her horrified dismay, her itchy inflamed asshole was sucking nearly as urgently against his pooper pumping fingers. 

"Mama's cuummmiinnggg again!" Billy heard her scream. And this time her hot sucking cunt and the horniness of her squeezing butthole forced him to his limits. He fucked his long stiff cock as deep as he could into her gooey spasming cunt. The contracting around his cock and fingers caused him to blow. 

"Aggghhh! Ohhh fuck!" A heavy load of cum gushed from his cock like a cannon. His mother felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside her pussy, deluging her womb with a hot soothing load of jizz. She shamelessly flexed her satisfied cunt muscles, to help her son drain the reservoir in his balls completely. But she felt shame and disgust at the needful tugging her shitchute had given on his fingers. 

* * * * *

Back in Joey's room, Janice had reasoned her lewd act of kissing her teenaged son's cock. But a kiss wasn't enough, she was whorishly frenching it! Her incessant kissing with her tongue lavishly lapping the prickhead, caused moaning from Joey while he twisted his hips. Janice could feel heavy trails of hotness on her tongue, thicker and creamier than her saliva. It was very salty and rich, and the taste horrified Janice. 

"Joey!" she sputtered, plopping the greasy dickhead from her mouth. "I didn't say you could...!"

"Do it Mom! Put it in your...Ohhh!" he pleaded as he battered his prickhead against her nose and lips. Seeing the trail of saliva and pre-cum streaking his mom's face made his prick even harder. 

"Joey, you were going to nut while I su...kissed your dick weren't you?" she rasped, as she eyed the pearly white stickiness in the cleft of his prickhead. "You had better tell me when you're nutting if I'm going to su...ahh, kiss your cock!"

Janice couldn't ignore the shattering spasms that her cunt was having with the taste of her boy's cum. It was pasted on her tongue deliciously, Janice felt wickedly shameful for the desires she was feeling. 

"O.K. Mom, Sorry. I'll tell you whe..." he started to say reluctantly, before his horny mom swooped down to his cock and gave its head a lingering lapping. The naughty mother skillfully tongued his pisshole to gather the thick pearly nugget from the pisser. 

"Hmmm" she thought, concealing her tremendous delight from her son. Joey's cocksapp was scrumptious, very salty and thick. Janice felt her body spasm, starting with her tongue. "Ohh God!" she thought. The morsel of seaman was rich, hot and creamy, making the hungry mother ravenous for more!

"Joey, you are a bad boy. You were going to...Ohhh! Your balls are so swollen with cum, Uh?" she stated while rolling his heavy cumbag in her hand. "The sooner you are relieved, the sooner we can have our little talk. 

"I guess this one time Joey...well you can go ahead and nutt while Mommie suc...I mean kiss your big dick." With that she plunged back to the cockhead as to not miss the thick ball of seamen forming at his pisser. 

Janice knew that she was more than kissing the giant teenaged cock. She couldn't help slurping in as much as she could. She wanted to taste the boys pre-cum, but she gobbled inch after inch of his cock 'till she had a third of the throbbing fuckstick. She knew she would choke herself should she inhale another inch. 

Janice shut her eyes and started sucking the prick as hard as she could, nursing contently on the rigid hard-on. She sucked harder and harder on the tasty prick, shocking herself at her eagerness to mouth and slurp on her own son's cock. She gagged herself, now trying to swallow the big prick in one swallow. 

The huge cock responded to her efforts, by growing stiffer and harder to the sucking it enjoyed. The cock knob pulsed obscenely against the roof of her gullet. 

"Ullmmmppp" Janice gurgled. Her lewd sucking sounds of cock-kissing became very loud, filling the room. Feverishly she started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with the large cockshaft. 

Her face-fucking efforts were so intense, she hadn't realized when Joey laid length-wise on his bed. He now had access to her hot round rump and toyed with her asshole. The twisting of his cock in his mother's mouth kept her busy on the job at hand. Until...

"Ulmmmpp! Aghhggg! Tshooee!" she screamed, her voice muffled by the cock in her throat. 

Joey had found her hot puckered bumhole and sank a finger deep within. Janice instinctively reached back and swatted at his hand, while gripping the base of his cock with her other hand. Yet she did not release the cock from her mouth. It was dribbling hot salty spunk now and she refused to miss out on the treat. 

Joey began to core out her virgin shithole with his finger and this angered the swatting mother. But the tasty leakage of pre-cum spurred her to shag the thick cock stalk with her tight gripping hand to encourage more of the rich hot pre-cum to bubble from the pisser. Whenever it foamed out, the hot mother jacked his fat prick and hungrily swirled her tongue around the mushroom shaped crown. She basted the taut knob with her tongue, lapping up his salty spunk from his enormous aching prick. 




Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 7



"Mom I'm going to nutt" Joey moaned. "Unnggghhh! Kiss my fucking dick Mom! Your asshole is so fucking tight!" 

The disgusting statement along with the shocking manner in witch he rooted her butthole made her poor shitter burn. He had a couple of fingers back there now, shafting them licentiously. But Janice resolved to let him abuse her virgin shithole if it would increase the hot wad of cum that she urged from her son's cock. She started sucking even harder, puckering and bellowing her cheeks around the cum-laden thickness of his cock. 

Janice fist whacked up and down his shaft as she felt her pussy contracting in orgasm, her asshole even sucking ruthlessly at the ass-raping fingers. She was desperate to nurse down a heavy spurting load out of the teenager's cock, hoping to have to swallow very fast to gulp down her son's heavy cummage. 

"Kiss it now Mom! I'm cumminngg!" 

He clutched her head now with his free hand while using the other to shag her wrectum, he pumped his hips off the bed to shove another inch of cock into his mother's gagging mouth. Janice felt some pain at both ends now but her efforts were rewarded. A tremendous shower of spunk blasted from the cock, squirting and splattering down his mother's cum-virgin throat. 

"Ulmmppp" Janice gurgled. 

Cockjuice was filling her mouth, drenching her tonsils, and running down her gullet. Feverishly she clung to the cream-shooting cock, loving the taste of her young son's seed. Shamefully the naughty mother was fisting, sucking, and swallowing at the same time, not wanting to loose a single droplet of cummage from the crown of his cockmeat. 

"Ullmmpp! Unnghhggg! Ahhgg!" Janice was getting what she wanted only it came too quickly. After nearly a minute, her belly was full of cum and her throat was clogged with it. Hot foaming jizz sloshed around her mouth setting her tongue afloat. Cummage was seeping from her lips and pouring from the corners of her mouth. 

"Unngg! *cough!* Ulmp!" she choked, loosing more of the stuff that she wanted to eat. Still she labored for his nutts with her sperm-covered mouth. 

His surge was over and Janice felt as though she had intestines full of cum. She finally managed to yank the boy's fingers from her ass. She shamefully eyed his nasty digits for any cum she might have digested. She knew that she would be depraved enough to go after it as well. She licked cum from her lips and scooped up the chin-hanging goo back to her ravenous mouth. It took her long moments to lap the boy's cock and balls free of the sticky mess of leakage. 

"Ohhh Mom, you are a great dick-kisser!"

The nasty compliment caused her to burn with shame. She knew from this moment the difficulty of keeping his lovely shaft out of her horny cunt. But she was already looking forward to daily doses of belly-filling loads of thick salty cockjuice from her hung horny boy. 

And just down the road at the Jenkins home, Betty knew that she once again would be spending quality time with her stud-teenaged man of the house.



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 8



Janice Roberts was speaking to Betty on the phone. She was excitedly telling Betty of her activities of the day. Then her son Joey walked into the house. Janice had used her lawyer, Joan Grayson to initiate the plans. Janice had purchased temporary electronic cameras to install in the large Hotel room she had reserved. The illegal installation is why she needed Joan. 

"Shit Betty, the two white guys, about thirtyish, was astonished the way she dropped to her knees and begged to suck their dicks. Of course she didn't know why she had to do it, she did as I ordered. She sucked and slurped back and forth their dicks as I told the two men to shoot all over the black cunt's face." Janice became heated as she re-lived these events and waved to Joey to stand before her as she sat in her kitchen. 

"Betty, I really thought the men would request more from Joan to install the equipment, but they were happy to do it after they spurted all over her face!"

When Joey was with her she had his shorts about his ankles and fisted his hardening cock. Betty had many questions unanswered by Janice, who hung up once Joey's cock was fully hard, fat, and right in front of her face. 

"Wow Mom! You really love sucking on my dick!," was all the surprised lad could say. 

*****

Betty Jenkins had informed Janice of the calls she received from members of Joey's baseball team. She had given two men a brief explanation of the letters they had found in their lockers, with a time and location of the activities. Should they refuse, they could pass along the invitation to another member of the team. Betty wondered if the participants from her son's basketball team had contacted Janice yet. 

Early the next morning Joey Roberts stood alone on the basketball court waiting for Billy to arrive. Billy was just pulling his long black rod, soaking wet and wilting, from his mom's satisfied cunt. Even though she was already dressed for work, he ordered her down to her knees and shoved her panties aside. 

*****

"Where were you Man!? Joey scolded Billy once he arrived. 

"My Mom slowed me up. You know how she can get," responded Billy. Joey laughed in memory of a few days ago. 

"Yeah man, what ever happened the other day, did Mommy Jenkins put you over her knee?," chided Joey. 

"Naw Man! We went home but, I was on top of things you know..." chuckled Billy. "What happened to you when Mrs. Roberts caught you fucking on her precious coffee table, Ha! Ha!" 

"Don't trip Man! I guess while you were getting spanked, my mom really mouthed off at me, you know what I'm sayin'..." Joey mused. 

"Word"

*****

Betty Jenkins was getting her horny little pussy fucked for the second time that day. Only now she was laying atop her executive desk at her office, whimpering to the big 'white man' cock strapped to Jandice's hips. Betty's pussy was still full of Billy's sperm and it sloshed moistly around the plastic shaft. Later they discussed getting with 'Big Jack Carson', sampling his big purple cock before inviting him to their plans at the Hotel. 

Meanwhile...

"You don't have to do all that man, I know about that gig 'B'!," Joey promised him. Billy was to contract a plumber for the kitchen sink in his home. 

"We still have my father's hardware store man. He taught me some things when I spent time there. He could do anything," Joey proudly stated. 

*****

Later that night Betty was coming from her shower wrapped in a long towel and Janice was soon to follow. Having her horny tight honey-pot eaten by Betty had made her lustful. She couldn't resist wrapping her arms around Betty to heave up the huge mounds of tit-flesh with her hands. 

"I thought Billy was going to have the damned plumber here today," she muttered as she felt Janice toying with her soft plump titties, pinching the hard nipples 'till they were raw and swollen. 

"You are such a hot bitch Janice, the way you rode Big Jack's cock off today! You didn't even leave any for me!," Betty cried as she felt a hand beneath the towel. 

"Well he buried that nice thick tongue deep in your cunny, you could hardly stand it...Bitch." 

"Janice!," yelled Betty as a firm hand sliced through her meaty asscrack to massage the little pucker between. "I told you Billy will be home soon, he could have caught us in the shower together!"

"Betty, he's not thinking about you, since you cut him off...you seen the way he's fucking every chic from 18 to 48 years old. Besides, Joey told me that he and Billy had some work to do tonight." 

Joey and Billy had started that job Janice spoke of. Joey was under the kitchen sink at the Jenkins home, having sent Billy back to the store for a knew U-pipe. Billy was returning just after his mother sent Janice away. Betty insisted that Janice leave the back way, to miss Billy should he arrive. 

And Billy returned, through the front door in order to go up and kiss his mother, and explain to her that Joey and he would handle the kitchen sink. He found his mom naked on her bed, she immediately raised up and beckoned her son to the bed. Billy came and stood at its edge while his mother reached behind her and tugged down his shorts. She rubbed his shaft to semi erect before he told her he couldn't stay. He and Joey was fixing the sink but before he could tell her...

"Billy honey, please give mamma your big dick. Fuck me now," she pleaded while assing her rump against her boy's hardening cock. "Anyway you want it Billy, you can have it." She only got the tongue end from Jack Carson hours ago, and wanted the stiff end from her son now. So much that she offered more than she ever had before. 

"Please Billy, I want you to fuck me and...you can play with momma's asshole if you want dear." 

Betty's words excited Billy so much that his long cock bucked between her rumpcakes. He was absently sliding it in the crevice, feeling heat from her puckered rear hole as it suctioned against his meat. Billy knew that he had to leave, or he would take her hard and long with his friend Joey still in the house. 

He pulled away swiftly, pulled up his shorts, and raced down stairs to the 1/2 bath to settle the tent in his shorts. 

And in the kitchen...

Janice was headed to the back door shortly after Billy had left. She walked through the kitchen and saw a strong pair of thighs naked, along with a taut flat muscular stomach. A pair of loose sport shorts was the only thing the boy had on, a boy unmistakingly her son. As she looked at his groins she felt her hot pussy began to boil. She had only Betty's tongue there earlier, leaving her in state of lust. She remembered the belly full of cock syrup she nursed from his cock that morning, and needed another serving of it now! 

Janice was in Betty's sundress and it fit her loosely. She hiked it above her panties and sat astride the teenager's stomach. Joey nearly bumped his head being startled. He knew for sure that it wasn't Billy. 

"Mrs. Jenkins!?" he frightened asked. 

"Joey, its me. And I want you to feed me some of your dickjuice!" she whispered while reaching behind her and tugging his hardening cock from his shorts. Janice knew Betty to be a heavy sleeper and wondered where Billy might be. 

Joey's lustful cock began to talk for him as he lied to his mother. No one ever turned him on the way his sexy petite mother did. His mother's caressing hand had his cock half erect and poking her silky panties into the crack of her ass. 

"Billy won't be back for a while, and I'm almost done here. We can go home then." His mother's begging was making him insanely horny. 

"Well Joey, I wanted...Betty's asleep and...I wanted to...taste your cock right here!"

Joey was mad with lust as he noticed a can of shortening under the sink. He scooped out a gob and reach behind his mother. "Move your panties Mom!," he ordered, and pasted the white Crisco into the crack of his mother's ass. 

"Ohhh! Joey what are you..."

"Mom! shit! You are so fucking hot. If we are going to do anything in the Jenkins home, I need to nut fast!"

"Unngghh! stop it! Fuck!" she cried, still tugging her panties away while she felt his cold gooey fingers popping her anal ring. His fingers came out and back to the cupboard. He scooped out another handful of shortening as he brought the can out to the floor. His muscular arm braced Janice from leaping off his belly as his hand transferred another glob of grease to her puckering rear chute. 

"What are you...Oww! Joey!?"

"Mom, I think the fastest way to do this...I'll have to use your tightest hole! You like my fingers back there don't you!?"

"Joey! I don't think!...I can't!...Ooowww!..." But before she finished his fingers roughly plopped out of her bum, and was replaced by the blunt meatiness of his hot cock knob. 

"Back Mom! Push back on my cock. Hurry!" he insisted, holding her asscheeks apart with a hand. His other hand held the root of his thick cock. 

Janice was getting hotter by the moment, she wanted nothing more than her son's cock now. But there?

She was assing back on his cock the way that he wanted. But she was fear-struck. 

"Joey!, your father never put it there before! I never even thought..." But the adventurous throbbing of her ass pucker drove her to reach back for his fat cocktip, smashing it against her butthole. "Nooo Joey! Please!"

But Janice was cork-screwing her hips above her son's, having to raise her rump nearly two feet into the air to angle the meaty stalk. 

Joey had insisted on this but never in his dreams could he picture it taking place. His hot little mother was squatting above him, her face masked with fear, anguish, and lust at the same time. She steadied herself on her two feet with his fat cock nudged into the warm dimplet of her ass, supporting most of her weight. He felt a pitty for her as he knew something would have to give to her 140 lbs tresses. It wouldn't be his cock for it was as stiff as lumber, a tree trunk of oak with a mushroom cap that had loudly plopped into his mother's resisting rectum. 

"Ooohhh! Aggghhh! Joey!?" she cried, jerking his cock in as she rocked from side to side to wedge the cock shaft into her painfully stretched shitter. The pain was undeniable but Janice' lust for her son's cock was paramount. The more she studied his face of ecstasy, the more she became exited. And the spasming sucking of her asshole had refused to give in to the discomfort. 

"Ohh!, ohh!, your...ahhh!, cock is...Ohh!... so biiggg!," she stammered, each time he lunged up into her butt. This made Janice gasp with intense pleasure as she felt the log of hot cock cleave into her bowels, stretching her burning asshole around the invading thickness of his prick.

*****

Betty Jenkins grabbed her robe and chased after her teenaged son. She couldn't believe Billy would leave her this way after she had begged for a good fucking from him. She needed the robe to prevent her big round titties from bobbing as she ran. She didn't hear the front door shut, and assumed Billy may have headed for the back door. So she headed that way...through the kitchen. 

Betty Jenkins was horrified by the scene in her own kitchen. She couldn't imagine! Her best friend and lover was moaning insanely as she bobbed above the thickest cock Betty had ever seen! It was a gas to distinguish the man's voice to be Janice's teenaged son. But what she herd him say hit her like a brick wall. 

"Fuck your tight little ass on my dick Mom!" he passionately groaned. And then Betty eyes glued to the most shocking part of it all. Her proper preaching friend had her rubbery stretched shithole jacking off nearly half of the boy's thick cock. It was firmly imbedded in her nether hole as she and Joey locked fingers for balance. Janice' ass was still over a foot off the ground as she shimmied and screwed her spasming asshole lower down the cock. (How? Its even thicker than Billy's), Betty thought, before she saw the can of Crisco on the floor. She then noticed white stuff squishing from Janice' asshole with each cock plowing lunge. 

"Oh shit!" whispered Billy, as he stood behind his stacked mother. His bone hard cock had never gone down and it seared into the crack of his own mother's ass. The unbelievable sight had him crazed and his long prick became as hard as ever. 

Billy Jenkins grabbed his mother by the head and shoulder, forcing her to her knees. She tried to turn towards him as he spun her down to the tiled floor. With her ass in the air now facing the incestuous rutting couple, she turned her head back to them to not miss Janice' hornily flexing shitter around Joeys thick lunging cock. She couldn't even stop staring long enough to confront the lewd activity of her own son.

Billy held his mother down with one hand and noticed the can of Crisco next to his friend's body. He need some of it. But it was several feet away, and he wouldn't want to allow his mother time to change her position. So he reached with his free hand above the stove to a pan that had recently fried chicken. The used grease was cold smudge with brown liguid cascading through his fingers. He slapped it between her big round ass-globes. He grabbed more the second time and pasted it into his mom's squirming butthole. 

Billy was impatient with the make-shift preparations and positioned his hips directly above hers, aligning his big long cock at her fearfully puckering asshole. Betty knew what was to come. 

"Ahhhh!, Ahh!, Ohh! Unngghhh! Aghhhggr!" she screamed, as her son urgently shoved nearly half a foot of cock up her defenseless virgin rectum. 

Only then did the Roberts suspect someone else there. Janice was horrified and tried raising her hips away from Joey. He held her steady however. When Janice looked behind her. She was in trance at the sight. She recognized the heavy nut sack of sperm luggage, and the long shiny-black cock that she seen weeks before. But it was not being forced down Betty's throat as before. This time it was the mouth of Betty's shittrack that was choking on the size of it. 

"My God!" she moaned, seeing Betty's bowels accommodating the long shaft of Billy's rump-rooter. 

Betty was in pain and lust, unable to adjust to the pooper pumping. But as she continued to cry out while her eyes squinted delirium, her horny virgin rectum spasmed needfully in response to her son's cock. It was sucking and gripping the boy's stiff poker, somehow welcoming it into her body. 

Angrily Betty submitted to her son, and was spurred on watching Janice resume her humping and wiggling to help her hung son Joey bury every inch of the fat girth into her narrow gripping asshole. 

"Please Billy! Nooo! Not with everyone watching!," she begged to no avail. Billy drove more of his stiff-laden rod up her rear channel. 

"Fuck Mommy's asshole Joey!," Janice urged. "Mommy needs her little ass fucked. Ohhh! It's tight!" 

"Ahhhgg yes!," groaned Billy as he drove his hard stiffness deeper into his mom's tight little butt. He seemly squished out more cooking-oil than he actually put in there. He grabbed her hair and hip and force her ravished shit tunnel to fuck his hard-on. 

And Betty opened her eyes to notice Janice had humped all of Joey's fat prick, down to the balls, his huge cock soaking in the buttery depths of the incredible tightness of her asshole. 

So Betty began humping her hips at the torrid pace her own son had started, moaning and crying as she shamefully fucked her stretched tingling asshole onto his cock. Billy pulled his long cock out to the mushroom-like crown, and shove it to the balls all the way into the spasming bowels. He settled into a hard fast rhythm, thrusting in and out of his mom's horny little shitter. 

"Fuck Momma's asshole Billy! Mommy's got a horny little butthole...Needs a good hard fucking! Ohh Billy, fuck it as hard as you want!" 

Joey was spurred by the lewd spectacle of his neighbors, slammed his ever growing cock into his mom's shit tract. It swelled ever so fat that Janice knew he'd be soon basting her bowels with a hot load of cum. 

An orgasm suddenly burst deep within her, making her pussy gush juice down her legs while her asshole spasmodically milked and gripped around Joey's hammering cock. Janice shrieked with shameful pleasure, humping and pumping her itchy ass chute up and down the teenager's cock. 

"Fuck my asshole!" cried Betty, "Fuck it! My asshole is cuuummmiinng!" 

Joey's cock could not take the flexing and constricting of his mother's asshole. His cock exploded in Janice' asshole, pumping wad after wad of cock sewage into her backside. For nearly a minute he pistoned his cock through his own sperm juice, 'till it leaked from the tight suction at her butthole. 

Billy collapsed on Betty's back, spearing the full 12" of cock deeply into her asshole. Then his load of cockjuice spewed out of his balls, through his cocktip, spraying his mother's horny shitter. Hornily, the naked mother flexed her strong ass muscles around the shooting cock that deluged her rectum with an ocean of cream. She had completely drained the boy's balls with the lewd sucking of her shithole. 

Billy was tugging his cock from his mom's sucking shitter after he heard his friends cock 'plop' from Janice's asshole. It 'popped' out leaking a mess of mixtures and quite sore to Billy's dismay. He wanted it nursed and had a strange desire. He could make his mother do it, but the sexy mother behind him was a new adventure. But there was no way he'd insult his friend by asking. 

Billy dragged his own mother over to the exhausted Roberts, shoving her head into Joey's groins. 

"Suck his cock Mom. See how sore it is? Suck it while its still hard and make it better." 

Betty couldn't believe the order and balked as much as she could. She wasn't sure Janice would approve. Her nose was smeared against the rubbery tube of meat and 'though there were no clear sign of ass on it, the fat cock smelled repugnant. 

"Ohhh!" she frowned, before gulping in the fat cockmeat. 

Joey knew what Billy was up to and had reservations about his mother doing that with anyone except himself. But the skillful mouthing he received from Billy's mom was very comforting to his tortured cock, and waved Billy over to have his own cock serviced. 

Janice knew what her son had offered Billy, but hesitated as the cock, even longer than her own boy's cock, had transferred stickiness against her nose and lips. 

"Ulmp" she gulped, not wanting her whole face soiled by Billy's cock. She grabbed the luridly wet cock by the root and aligned with her wide open mouth. Billy took it from there. 

*****

An hour later the two women shamelessly kissed one another in the bathtub without speaking of their unholy activities. They both were wandering however, if they could now have their horny fuckholes plugged by two different long, fat, and hard cocks...instead of one!



Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 9



"Shit Girl, my asshole hurts!" cried Janice as she opened her home's foyer to Betty Jenkins. 

"Yours too!?" teased Betty as she sashayed into the house. 

"Well my little bitch-whore, you should have told me, I would have kissed it and made it better," mused Janice. 

"But I'm not a child you know. It'll take lots of kisses after the fucking Billy gave it." 

"I'll have you know that I kiss french" laughed Janice. Having been caught with Joey the night before, she felt compelled to confess to Betty. "Just ask Joey! That day we caught the boys fucking those 'honeys', he told me that his dick hurt from her tight little pussy. The arrogant fucker told me to kiss it and make it better!" 

"He what!?...And you!?..."

"I kissed it! I frenched the hell out of it!...well, the juice out of it. 

"Janice!" 

"I loved it! And last night, well I wanted more of his nuts to eat. But my son had other plans!" confessed Janice. 

"They look more like your plans sweetie, the way you rode his big dick until you had all of it in your tiny little ass! I couldn't believe it!" cried Betty, her pussy warming to the thought. 

"I Bet you believed it when Billy split your bottom open, with that long assed dick of his!" teased Janice as she kneeled behind her standing friend raising Betty's dress. The tight panties was soon cutting into Betty's upper thighs as they stretched beneath her cunt bush. But she said nothing in regard to the discomfort. 

"Ooohhh! Yes." Her voice subdued as she thanked Janice. "You are so good to me Janice...I thought that day you caught me with my son, you would treat me like a tramp and a whore. Blackmail me to sleaze around as your slave, and make me do disgusting things for your pleasure." 

"I intend to my dear" Janice teased, long enough to remover her face from Betty's asscrack. "But now I have to soothe this aching little asspucker for you, we have plans at the Hotel tonight." 

"Nooo Janice! I...I...I still have Billy's sperm back there! You'll be mad!."

"Its o.k. sweetie, it'll just make it tasty" said Janice, as she burrowed her pointy tongue passed the sore and angry shit-ring. 

"Unngghh! Ohh shit! You nasty slut! Its not my 'aching ass' you want, its my son's cockjuice. Unh!?." Janice was too busy eating ass to answer. The constant stream of cunt cream running down Betty's legs suggested that she needn't bother. 

*****

Hours later the two hot mothers wrapped themselves, tits-to-tits, in their Hotel room as they looked into an empty Hotel sweet thru a two way mirror. They also had cameras prepared in the other three rooms. 

"You really did it Janice?" asked Betty. 

"Well I got the names from Joey and looked them up. He didn't suspect a thing 'cause he was eating my hot cunt at the time. Yeah; They thought they'd be fucking our sons again, and they were all too happy to accept the invitation." 

"This is going to be sooo good! I can't believe how degenerate you can be!" Betty rasped with excitement. 

"Speaking of degenerate, I bet those teenagers of ours are planning a way to swap homes, getting their dicks serviced by whomever mother that's near his hard-on." 

"Sshhh! Girl. You're making me horny; that must be Joan now!." 

*****

Joan Grayson entered the room wearing a tight miniskirt way up her legs, her average-sized tits were braless under a sheer fabric blouse. The stockings and the pumps made her look sexy but whorish. 

"Come on! Melissa, we have to do this! And don't worry, no one's going to hurt you. Hurry!"

Melissa Gilbrant was even more beautiful than the day Betty seen her being fucked by Billy. She too was in stockings and heels but all the way up to some very tight shorts just covering her ass. A cross-shoulder cumber top was all that covered her mature breast and their poking pink nipples. 

Melissa was very apprehensive, and stormed for the door to leave. She bumped into the first of the guests. 

Johnathan Saxton was a tallish white man with rugged features. Not very handsome but smart looking and built. He was the assistant coach on Joey's baseball team. 

"Shit Sax, she's gorgeous!" rasped Eskovar, an young maverick shortstop from the team. 

The Hispanic young ladd was very handsome and Joan was immediatly draped over him. Her hand was caressing his growing cock, and she pulled his mouth into hers. 

The ball player and his coach were expecting services without question, so Saxton roughly turned Melissa around to grind his hardening cock against her shaply buns. The rough treatment was not what she expected. But the men seemed very sexy, she started to relax. 

Melissa eyed Joan as she took the boy's cock out and licked the uncut meat. The young lad had never a black woman before, and was more than ready. But when she pulled away and rushed to the door, Eskovar impatiently turned to the kneeling Melissa to get his cock sucked. 

Joan greeted one of the handsomest men she ever saw, only a few years younger than she. Clyde Benson was a basketball coach. Not very tall, but charming and stocky. Looming over him was the teams center (position), Lucious. At 6'8," he was built like a train and was just a senior in college. The two black studs were still in the hallway when Joan enthusiastically yanked out their cocks. 

"Unngghh! unngghh! Ohh!" cried Melissa, around the Latino's cock in her mouth. Somehow the strong baseball coach had tore her shorts down the middle, and was shafting her moist cunt from behind. 

Clyde and Lucious had carried Joan into the sweet's bedroom, doubling her over to recieve Clyde's hard long cock. Lucious was thinking about the red head being fucked in the other room when he kneeled over the moaning Lawyer. His cock was at her face and it was a monster. 

Betty and Janice went to that camera and shivered with the sight. Joan had been offered a cock longer and thicker, than either of their son's. 

"Ohh shit!" wispered Janice. 

(Thank God he's gentle!) thought Joan, as she licked the massive beast at her own pace. Clyde's cock was ofcourse smaller, but expertly being used. Joan was cumming on his cock as she tried to mouth the large cockhead of the basketball team's leading scorer. She forgot that she had another guest to entertain. 

Proffesor Gilbrant opened the door on shaky legs. She had cuntjuice staining the violet stockings that she wore. More noticable was Saxton's pre-cum leaking down her legs. But he hadn't cum yet, and it wasn't his cum in question. 

"Oh my God!" hissed Jamie Grayson, the stunned 23yld with big tits. The older woman answering the door had thick lumps of cockjuice streaking down her face, congealing under her chin. Melissa was hot and randy as she invited the two young girls in. Hot man-milk dripping from her nose did not seem to bother her. 

Young Jill Garner had her hand over her mouth in shock. She couldn't react inteligently as the older woman pulled her hand away, and kissed the healthy youngster right in the mouth. Jill had never tasted a woman's tongue before, but it was drenched in hot thick slime of man-juice, and Jill was accustomed to that. Even if she didn't know who it belonged to. 

"Look at that cock!" young Jamie gasped, and it was heading her way!

Coach Sax had the biggest cock since her bout with Billy. It looked angry from Melissa taking her pussy away, and Jamie fell in love with it. She was on her knees when it reached her, and the pussy-wet shank was in her gullet before Sax could verify her age. 

"Unngghh! Ullmmp! Unnggh!." 

Melissa recieved minimal resistance from the young tart she had taken. A young half-black girl with fair skin and pretty black hair was a treat to her. She was exited more by the big jiggly asscheeks that she found, when reaching behind the red-bone. 

"Ohhh! You're a honey," she moaned when she felt a nose between her own butcheeks. The handsome Latin lover would suck her pussy 'till she came. 

Jamie Grayson was still amaturish at blow-jobs but Coach Sax was ready to blow. Jill had licked as much cum as she could from Melissa's face, and headed over to help her freind. 

"Let me help you Jamie!" she said, hoping her freind would give up the feast. 

Jamie and Jill both knew the Coach, knew the way that he watched them at the ballpark. He would surely blow in one of their mouths. Jamie wanted to see it all, but she had to piss. She knew the Latin stud who was eating out the older woman, and didn't want to stop him. So she found her own way around. 

Just by the restroom she peeked thru an open door and couldn't beleave her eyes. Two Black studs were fucking a black woman, a woman in wich she knew! 

Coach Clyde Benson was sitting on the bed with his stiff dick half way down Joan's throat. And Lucious' monster cock was half way in her cunt. It didn't seem to go any further. The mischeivious Jamie hushed the two men with a finger to her lips, pulled Lucious back, and began tonguing Joan's sweaty asshole. 

Joan knew not who was there, but she knew that it wasn't a guy. She was anxious to see who was soaking her hot butthole, but Clyde kept her head steady on his cock. He was curious to see how bi-sexual this young white girl would be. 

The tongue in Joan's ass felt remarkable, and she suddenly didn't care who's it was. She just wanted it to stay. But it didn't. 

Joan Grayson felt the biggest thing ever between her small shapely asscheeks. 

"Unh?" she wondered, wrenching her face from cock. "Jamie!? What are you...

"That's right Motherdear. You are such a slut!" she hissed as her cold hand came down to loudly smack Joan's ass. 

The two men were befuddled as the white kid referred to Joan as her mother. Joan ofcourse was black. She was mortified as her former stepdaughter of several years was witnessing her whorish behavior. 

"Its not what you think Jamie!" cried Joan. 

But Jamie Grayson had always blamed Joan for taking her father away, and could never get back at her. She figured the time had come. 

"Is this why you left Daddy, took his money, so you could fuck two-three cocks at once!? You whore!" she yelled, as she aligned Lucious' cock with her former stepmother's asspucker. You tell this big man that you want his cock in your butt, or I will tell Daddy what kind of a slut he's losing sleep over!." 

"Jamie!...Lucious!...No! I can't..," begged Joan. 

"Tell him!" ordered Jamie. 

And Joan realized that she had come here for punishment. Not from her snotty little stepdaughter, but just the same. For all she knew, Janice had asked this giant college student here to sodimize her. She resolved that she was to take all that was ordered. She suddenly visioned herself taking all four cocks up her ass if they so desired, one after another untill her bowels was bleached with cocksewager. With spite in mind, she wished Janice was here to watch. 

Janice was watching, and so was Betty. In fact, she pulled Betty from her lickity-split pussy to see it! And they both were grimacing. 

"Lucious, please do as she sais. I want you to put that big prick of yours up my...my little...Ohhh!"

"Say it! Mother, put it where!? 

"My ass! Please! Go slow," the quivering woman begged. 

And in it went

"Ahhhhggg! Ohhh God! Please, slow!" yelled Joan, loud enough for the others to hear. 

Coach Sax came to the door first, his spent cock long but rubbery. Jill came up behind him, with his thick frothy cockjuice dripping down her nose, lips and chin. She couldn't beleave seeing Lucious angle his hips above the crying woman, and splitting her asscheeks apart with his horse-like cock. Shiny black and muscular, it went inch by inch into the small oriface of the woman's rectum. 

"Ohhh!" was all Jill could say as she covered her cum-filled mouth with her hand. 

In the kitchenette erea, Eskovar's cock was once again hard, and he was fucking the red head Proffesor rather roughly. She loved every bit of it for his charming and romantic manner. He was smacking her ass loudly with his hand. 

Big Jack Carson showed up, and he wasn't alone. His two college tarts Tomeka Willow, and Patty Gilbrant was with him. They followed him around like groupies, constantly begging for his tongue and dick for their mouth and cunts. They weren't sure why they were here, but Big Jack knew. 

Janice and Betty had asked him here, and 'though they wouldn't be present, they would offer pretty women in their 20's and older. Jack Carson liked pretty women in their 20's. 

Big Jack didn't have to be let in to this party. He was given a set of keys. Tomeka couldn't finish her statement "This place smells like se..." before they heard incestant

wining from the bedroom. The two young college freshmen were headed that way when Jack held Tomeka back. She had progressed as a cocksucker quicker than Patty, and he wanted her to start his engine. He sent Patty ahead. 

"Ohh! Oh! Christ! I'm cuummmiinnggg!" bellowed Lucious, as his cock was no match for the tight grip of Joan's rarely fucked asshole. His huge cock still paralized Joan, as she laid there submissivly, taking a colasal butt boning. 

It was painful but exquisite, particularly when her stepdaughter comforted her. 

"Its o.k. mother, he's almost done" she'd say, licking Joan's tears away. And Joan would soul-kiss the big-titted girl back, toying with the girl's hardened nipples. Joan was suprized with her soft and gentle handling she gave her daughter, as well as the violent manner she had sucked cock with her asshole. Nearly as soon as the pain went away, she was recieving a hot dose of cum-enima. 

Her now loving daughter was face to face with her to share a heavy load of Clyde's spunk as it geysered their noses, lips, and tongues. 

Cool Eskovar had cum once before so it took a while before he'd cum again. He left Mrs Gilbrant on all fours and walked cock-first from the kitchen. He had to double-take what he saw. Two men had walked in earlier he knew, but they were both black. So who was this!? 

(What a party!) He thought. But Eskovar stopped in his tracks when he saw the ass on the girl who face-fucked the big man. He was in love. The roundest plump behind was even better than his hispanic women. Tomeka went after cock like a trooper, and Eskovar liked those sassy women. She was beautifull even as the stranger's cock was dredging from her maw. 

Big Jack Carson hadn't even noticed the onlooker. He was ready to fuck. 

Big Jack entered the rut-smelling room with his huge cock leading the way. His swelling could reach Patty's shoulder blade as he stood behind her. Jack knew what he wanted, and bent Patty down by her neck, her face nearly disappearing into the big drooping hams of Jill's ass. 

Patty did as she knew Jack wanted, juicing Jill's hot young pussy for a fucking. 

Above Jill, Coach Saxton stood. Sporting a new hard-on, he thanked Jill for her services. He too was ready to fuck. 

Sax walk the room and nudged up to Joan's ass. She was resting on her belly. Her asshole was slightly open, Sax had hoped to fuck it the way Lucious did. 

"Get away from her you pig!" rushed Jamie, to the defence of her stepmother's backside. Once there, she noticed the sight that caused a stir in Sax's loins. Cum leaking asshole? (Delectible) she thought. 

"No one touches her untill I say!...Don't worry mother, I'm sorry. I'll make it feel better," she promised as she started oral first aid. 

Sax crossed the main erea of the Hotel sweet, seeing Eskovar pasionately kissing a black girl. Or was it the girl who was tongue fucking the boy's mouth! 

A blur of a sight shut a door to his right. He seen only long red hair. Just whom he was looking for. He followed her into the room and saw the woman sitting on the toilet. 

"You again stud?" asked Proffesor Gilbrant, looking up. "Can't a girl even piss without having a cock in her face?"

Sax's cock bolted by the way she hadn't romoved her shorts. She was pissing thru the shreaded denums that he had ripped earlier. 

"Hey! Wait!" yelled Melissa as she was pulled from her seat before she finished. She was positioned face down over the porcelin when her shaply butt was pried open. "Ohh!" she cried, Sax's huge cock burrowing into her anus. 

Little Patty Gilbrant was lifted away from Jill's ass by Big Jack, still in a kneeling position. She was given to Coach Benson like a hand-off who happened to be walking by. Patty wrapped her arms and legs around him as he carried her from the room. 

Jack ascended on Jill's big undulating buttocks, massaging them in his hands. The young girls pussy was leaking wetness, begging for attention. Jack's huge cock was a challenge as she helped him by wiggling her cunt-sleave slowly down his cock. 

"Fuck my pussy! Ohh sooo big! Unnggghhh! yes! Fuck it!" she cried as she was cumming on his cock. 

Out in the living room, Coach Benson was still recovering. So he offered to eat Patty's pussy. 

"You better let me use the bathroom first handsome, or you'll get more than just pussy juice in your mouth!" she teased, pulling him with her towards the bathroom. 

"Ohh! Agghhh! Its so fucking big!" Melissa was crying as the bath door swung open. 

"Mommy!" yelled Patty, rushing to the red head woman. 

(Not again!) thought Clyde. 

"Patty! What are you?...Ohh damn!" moaned Melissa, her shitter pulsating around the baseball coach's cock. Her cunt was exploding in orgasm although she was shamed for her little girl to see her this way. 

Patty wondered if her mother was in pain, and reached under her mom's trembling body to carress the intercourse linkage. But her mom's cunt was empty. 

"Unh!?" wondered Patty as she looked down under. She noticed her mother clothes were drenched wet from what smelled like urine. An puddle between her mother's knees was unmistakably her piss. And sure enough her mother's ruby-red ass-ring was bursting around huge cock!

"You Beast! Fucker! Don't!" fought Patty, beating Coach Sax against the chest. Her small hands did nothing to deter him from stuffing the woman's ass. 

Melissa Gilbrant tried to be a victum in front of her little girl, although she felt pleasantly vibrant with big cock in her ass. She slyly turned her head to Benson, with a wanton look of desire. She wanted him to attend to her daughter. 

Meanwhile in the living quarters, Eskovar had an audience. Joan Grayson watched dreamily as she soaped off Lucious' fat but hanging cock with a damp rag. The attention seemed to expediadite his recovering cock, as did the dripping pussy in his mouth. Jamie was sitting astride his shoulders with her purring cunt in his face. Her head was turned back, watching the hot scene unfolding on the floor. 

"That's it lover! Your'e fucking me so good!" gasped Tomeka. "Do you like my tight pussy wrapped around your cock!?"

"God yes baby!" shouted Eskovar, shoving his hot meat in deeper and faster. "Your'e going to make me cum so hard!" 

Tomika threw her arms around him, her legs scissoring locked ankles around his bobbing ass. The girl started humping her own ass from the floor in a frenzy of lust, furociously fucking his Latino's cock with her exploding cunt. 

"Fuck me Lover! Fuck my hot little pussy! You're going to make my cum! Harder! harder! Fuck the shit out of me!" 

Eskovar fucked the girl harder, loud thumping noise thudded the floor under Tomeka's madly humping ass. Suddenly, Tomeka felt her pussy spasm around the pistoning shaft. His cock grew stiffer, milked hungrily by the tight sleave of the girls bucking pussy. 

"Fuck it Baby!" she gasped, her face grimacing pure lust. "Unnggghhh! Fuck! I'm cuummmiinnngg!" 

Such intense an orgasm, pleasure coursing thru her naked body, her tight gripping pussy contracted around the boy's stiff cock. Eskovar fucked thru her orgasming body untill his own climax peaked a torrent of jizz from his twiching cock, deep inside the girl's hot clinging cunt. 




Mom's Milkshake Mustache Ch. 9



"God! Who are you!?" Tomeka asked, once she caught her breath. 

Back in the bedroom, Big Jack Carson was giving the young red-boned girl her best ever fuck. She had cum three times by now and was getting it in her third position. 

"Fuck me Sir! I want all of you dick this time!" panted Jill, as she grew hotter and hornier. Jack pushed down harder, shoving every inch of cock into the juicy tightness of the young girl's cunt. Completely he stuffed her, his cock knob reaching her womb. He was in a hard fast rythm, pumping his lumber thru the long narrow pussy. 

"Ohhh! You fuck me sooo good. My pussy feels so hot around your big dick!" cried the girl. "Please, fuck the shit out of me! You're going to make me cum again!

He fucked the young girl harder, the headboard thumping against the wall and the noisy bed springs squeaking even louder under her jiggling bottom. Once again her cunt exploded into mind shattering orgasms as it pulsatingly quaked around the hammering shaft. Needfully it sucked his thickness with uncontrollable lust. 

Jill watched the big man retract his cock from her lith body. She knew that her pussy had nothing else for him, yet his cock was still hard as stone. 

"Here Mister. Let me suck it off for you!" she begged, hoping to show gratitude. 

But there was other young girls Jack had in mind. 

Big Jack Carson pulled the young Jamie Grayson from Lucious' sucking mouth. Her pussy was throbbing wet, ready for some fucking. She allowed Jack to hold her as she wrapped her legs around his back, and reached down for his pussy smeared cock. He would help the over excited girl fit it into her sugary little honey-hole. 

"Ohh! Agghhh! I need it!" gasped Jamie. 

Tomeka had pushed her Latin lover towards the bathroom, hoping the activities there would inspire her handsome stud. He was not sure of a third hard-on that night, but the scene did nothing to hurt his chance. 

Coach Sax had his back against the cold tiled floor as Melissa sat astride him, her back against his rock hard chest. She still had his huge cock stuffed up her bum. This way she could ride it, shamefully assfucking the stiff big cock in front of her own shocked daughter. She used her legs to propell her shitchute up his rod as high as she could go, urging him to grip her hips and slam her back down to an ass full of cock. 

Her daughter had a hard time seeing it all even though she tried. Patty had nursed Coach Bensons long black cock to stiffness, and he now was fucking it back and forth her breastbone, between her smallish tits. She loved the sensation as she closed the cleavage around the pistoning shaft. And the gentle way he tweaked her pink swollen nipples was heaven. 

"Fuck my hot titties with your beautifull black cock!" she insisted. 

Recovered in the bedroom long after Jack had left, Jill wobbled out on shaky legs. Thick fragrance of sex filled her nostrils as she walk pass the couch. 

"Look at that ass Lucious!" Joan said out loud. "Come over hear sweetie. I've wanted my face between those cheeks since I first saw you today." Jill was the tallest and the thickest female there, 'though 24yld. Her appearance had an effect on Lucious as well. 

"I think this big cock right here also has ideas for your ass, cutie" noted Joan, as it bucked to stiffness in her hand. 

"No way, no how! Not in my ass!" Jill assured, as she stood with her back towards the the couple. 

Jill reached back pulling her big fleshy assglobes apart, displaying stains of girl-cum streaking her thighs. But the sight most in demand was the pinkish brown pucker of her anus, lewdly cringing to the thought of Lucious' monster cock. 

"There's no way that thing is going to get anywhere near this little kisser!" she teased, hoping he'd honor her wishes. 

She sat astride Lucious while Joan worked at fitting the bolbous cockhead into her juicy, well fucked cunt Lucious nibbled on the nipples of her small budded tits. The sooner Joan stretched the girls cunt around the horse-dick, the sooner she'd yank those meaty asscheeks apart and snack on the girls tight tangy shitter. 

"Ohhh I'm going to cum! Shiiit!" howled Jamie Grayson, as Jack rodded her tight snatch with his cock. He had hope to last longer with all the pussy and ass in the Hotel room. But Jamie had the smallest cunt there, and it was spasming all over his dick. "Oh! Oh! Shit! slower, please!" she begged, as she could barely accomidate the swelling of his cock. He was nearing a powerfull cum. 

The room was filled with obscene litanies of moans and groans and loud slurping noises, taking Jamie over the edge. The collapsing of her wet pussy caused her pain, but the sensation in her stuffed vaginal cavity was exquisitly mind blowing. 

"I'm cuummmiinnggg!" ,she warned. But Jack already knew. The contracting around his cock was like nothing before, choking his full length for his entire load. Her snatch had exploded violently, spewing girl-juice all around his aching prick, enabling movement that the friction had earlier ceased. 

"Don't cum in my pussy Mr Jack!, cum on my tits!" she begged. 

Jack had trouble pulling his big cock from her small stingy cunt. Out just in time he laid his purple veiny and sticky prick on her big firm titties. He spasmatically jerked as his balls exploded heavy lumps of jism onto the chanting girl's soft tit-flesh. Jamie eyes grew wide as errant spurts of cock cream landed on her chin, nose and forehead. Once the mighty cock faltered, she quickly folded his smoking lumber into the deep cleavage of her knockers, and torridly mashed her massive mounds around it. 

Jill and Joan was on the young girl's mellons, slurping greedily at the thick spermage of seamen that heavily coated her flesh. 

"Unnnggh! God! I don't beleave it," Jamie said, with teary filled eyes. 

Eskovar needed a little more time so he kneeled under Tomeka to lick out her cunt, tasting his own sperm there. Tomeka watch as her freind's mother was having a cum deep in her asshole. Melissa's butthole was convulsing uncontrobally on Coach Sax's tortured boner, his balls were dark purple and twitching in their sac. 

Melissa felt those balls blow as Sax lunged up deeply into her shitter, and fire-hosed her guts with an endless torrent of sperm. 

Young Patty was riding Coach Benson the same way, only with her tight litty cunt. Her pussy burned around the magnificent use of cockmeat. He had turned her quim into jelly in no time, and it leaked hot syrup in steady stream. After drenching her pink asshole and his heavy nutsack in juice, her pussy contracted into mind shattering orgasms as his balls burst his dam of seamen and sperm into her hot sucking cunt. 

On the other side of the wall, Jill's feiry asshole sucked needfully on Joan's tongue when her long narrow pussy exploded hysterically on Lucious' giant cock. The constrictions of her cunt had his balls about to explode. 

"No! Please, take it out!" she ordered, confusing the ballplayer and his on-the-way load. But Jill never got passed the first image she she saw when she came to the Hotel sweet. "I want you to cum on my face!"

Everyone was in the room watching Jill as she kneeled below Lucious' gigantic black cock. She jerk it, shanked it, licked it, and kissed it. And it soon was showering her face with rope after rope of hot thick cum, covering her face completely, and filling her hungry mouth. 

*****

"Whew! Those horny fuckers are as good as I thought!" Betty appreciated, as Janice sucked her Titties. They explored eachother's body as the group washed and dressed. They shamelessly kissed and rubbed their hot cunts together, that they didn't hear the party exit. 

Sexy Tomeka finally got the Latino's name. She was so flattered that he managed a third stiffer, just for her. She vowed to appreciate it in his car. 

Big titted Jamie, who hadn't removed Jack's cum from her bussom, left with Clyde and her stepmother. She kept reminding them that she hadn't had his lovely black cock. Yet. 

Beautifull Jill Garner was carried off by Lucious. She teased him that her body was made for his huge cock. All three of hot holes! 

Patty Gilbrant kissed her mother goodby. She realized how much her mother loved Saxton's cock, sqeesing it lovingly as she left with the hunk. 

And Patty stayed there with Jack, who was hoping to thank Janice for the invitation. Patty was his mistress for life, with the he tongue an asshole and all...

"Shit Betty. I'm so hot now, I'm ready to ask my son, you, and your son to fuck me in any hole and every hole!" Janice admitted. 

"Well let's get you home then. If Joey would allow it, my son has told me what he'd like to do with your asshole!" Betty lied, some suggestive thinking. 

"Well we better leave now sweetie!. Because my son has [BIG] plans for your hot horny asshole!." 

And she was telling the truth. 

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Mom's Mob Husband



They escape with their lives and become a normal furry family with lactating mom.

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Our dad vanished. He told us this might happen some day and that was why he had kept us away from his business. Also this is why he made sure we had the best possible education we could possibly have and to never even think of following in his footsteps. He never said but we knew he belonged to the Mob. He always kept us totally isolated from what he did. It still was a source of tension in the family despite our isolation.

Dad had invested very well in Real Estate well away from Chicago, all in Mom's name .. her maiden name which she retook and no one else knew. She changed our names the moment she was aware of him missing. Actually she told us our real names. We also moved across the country to a new home, all on the same day. She and our dad, were well organized for such an event. We vanished for all practical purposes only to resurface as who mom was at 14. Our Birth Certificates read "Father Unknown", seems mom and dad were never legally married.

We loaded mostly clothes with mom's and dad's many furs. We had a few precious items of ours, all in a small panel truck and drove away, dropping the keys off at a prearranged Realtor's office somewhere on the outskirts of Chicago headed West. Nothing will be able to be traced.

Mom is pregnant and we just turned 18. I'm Brad and my sister Meg is my twin. 

Mom got pregnant with us at 14 and ran away with dad so she is still only 32. She says getting pregnant either time was not planned but she's not sorry with either. She has always been exceedingly good and loving to us, some say to a fault. Maybe it's to compensate for our dad's chosen career? 

Mom was quiet for most of the trip and Meg cried most of the way with grief over dad. I did some crying myself but felt I had to buck up for the two women. Dad had always stressed my roll as absentee dad. The further west we got the less Meg cried. We all began to be distracted by the scenery and we made a few detours to see some scenic wonders. This helped to distance ourselves from the very insular life we had lived with dad's over protective attention to us and the social isolation of our circumstances. Can't really say if it was overprotective in light of his murder and the need for us to get away.

After the third day of the trip Sis began to warm to me in ways I had dreamed of growing up. While mom was driving she and I sat together talking in the back seat like when we were little kids. She snuggled to me and let me fur fondle her like I use to do when we were small. She purrs like a kitten, squirms and cuddles up to me. After that I didn't mind the long trip at all and apparently neither did Sis. We hadn't been this intimate since we had begun to know what our dad actually did.

We finally get to our destination after our scenic trip cross country. It was anything but a straight line. We had never had the opportunity to tour and sight see like this before. 

Everything had been set up for this medium sized city in the pacific northwest in an idyllic setting. It is a modest but very nice craftsman period house that has been nicely refurbished. Mom made sure it at least had beds so we could unpack and sleep. 

Mom got a nice, nearly new van right away and had me follow her to a town deep in the next state. She unloaded the truck at a used car lot for cash and walked to the shopping mall nearby where Meg and I had parked. That completed our vanishing.

2

The next few days were spent shopping for furnishings, food and basic decor for the house. Mom got a second small used car for Meg and me. We got the lay of the land just in our shopping jaunts and were very pleased with our new home. Even drove by the local university where we have been accepted. Mom had the smarts to do everything under her maiden name and the new address. 

Much of the stuff we brought home ourselves and put it away or assembled it. The furs are out and the fur spreads are on the beds so there is a semblance of a normal house to live in after the first week. Delivery trucks came over the next week for the larger things. There are still a few things that still have to be delivered but not much more. We took the time not working just to relax. Just ate in front of the TV absorbing the local culture, fashion and news. 

I can see why dad got mom pregnant, she is absolutely gorgeous to this day. She is so sensuous and sexy as well. Sis and I have always thought so, frequently complimenting her. She says that Sis is even more beautiful and that I am more handsome than my Dad. Dad is ... was a very handsome man. I hope Mom is telling me the truth. She is right about Sis. I've never been able to think much about other girls because of comparison to her, not to mention Mom.

Mom is a true blond with light complexion and steel blue eyes. Her breasts aren't large but are a nice full melon shape and stand out firm with generous nipples. She rarely wears a bra under her soft cashmere sweaters so it is quite easy to tell this. She's never been shy about her body around us. Mom's about five seven, shapely and well proportioned. A true beauty my any measure. 

Meg and I are cut from our Dad. Not identical twins but we are both strawberry blond of slightly different shades with a light sprinkle of freckles on our fair skin. We both have green eyes and are both tall. I'm six two already and Meg is nearly six foot. We're both slender and have cheeky butts. Meg has smallish but very nice classic tits with an up sweep and perfect nipples. We're both reasonably athletic. 

This is why I just can't seem to find other girls very interesting since Meg isn't too shy around the house either. Seeing lots of gorgeous female flesh every day at home puts a damper on what I see at school.

Many a night I fantasized over mom and sis. Thinking of their nude bodies in fur. Since I saw so much of their bare flesh it was easy to imagine them nude. Dreaming of fur fondling their wonderful tits as I stroked them with fur. When Sis and I were very young we played in Mom's furs together often and I missed those intimacies. The trip has revived many of those old feelings and some new ones. I feel guilty about thoughts of mom nude in furs but she is so gorgeous in them I can't help myself. It's like she is trying to tease us. 

Mom went to bed quite early complaining about being very tired. Meg and I stayed up and watched TV 'till fairly late, just too cranked over the move and activities to sleep. Sis had a Red Fox throw she loves wrapped around herself and I had its match. Mom always got his and her furs for us. Male and female of course. She raised us loving furs and never short changed either of us. Some of the guys would make fun of me at times but I avoided those guys mostly for other reasons. They were the ones back in Chicago following in my dad's footsteps. He often reminded me of that. 

Sis was doing what she does whenever she is stressed. She is stroking herself with the furs unconsciously. Tonight she is a bit more energetic than usual.

"Hey Sis, you upset?" 

"Oh no .. well .. I'm a bit anxious. It's like we just escaped from jail only the ones we are afraid of are the ones that belong in jail." 

"Don't worry. They probably don't want us in the first place and with the tracks erased the way they have been they probably won't try very hard if they do."

"I hope you are right. I think you are .. but you know how I worry." I sit beside her and wrap my arms around her, hugging and rocking her in the furs.

"That feels so good." as she snuggles closer to me. Her breasts are pressing against my chest and Sis is not holding back from her intimacies at all. I fondle her back and shoulders with the furs. Sis responds by snuggling her face closer to me and my shoulder. I begin fur fondling her head and face.

"Oh that feels sooo gooood." making no effort at all to stop me. I continue fondling her and with more than the furs. My hand slips off the fur as I'm squeezing her tit.

"Oh yes Brad! More please." It was like a barrier had dropped as she welled forward to me, hugging me and we kissed. Just a tentative lip to lip peck at first but then our mouths opened and we consumed each other like long lost lovers. We knew we were going to make love tonight.

"Time to go to bed Sis. Don't want to get you too excited." 

"OK." as she gets up with her arms still tight around him as they walk down the hall.

We pass by Mom's bedroom and hear a sobbing sound. We thought she would have been asleep a long time ago. Cracking the door just a bit we can see her sobbing. She is nearly nude in her lynx spread, looking very lovely. Meg and I go over to her bedside with Sis and I still wrapped around each other with the furs.

"Mom! what's wrong?" Meg asks.

"Oh my lovely children! Please let me hold you." as we both slide on to the fur spread like when we were children. We throw our Fox furs around mom. "I'm so sad and grief stricken over your dad even though we knew this could happen at any time." I started to remove a few of my clothes since they were terribly uncomfortable and I wanted to have better contact with mom since she seemed to want it. She had been tugging at my shirt like she wanted it gone. It was gone and I'm bare chested. Mom has only a thin cotton top on that exposes most of her midriff and no panties we can see. Furs covers her bottom. Sis removes her skirt down to her panties with just her sleeveless sweater top on. We all feeling the furs over most of our bodies now as we snuggle together in the furs. We all like that.

Sis and I are back close to each other partly on top of mom and on top of her furs. "I love you two so much" as she reaches out and hugs us together and to herself. We are all in mostly full body contact over mom and alternately kissing mom. I kiss Mom with our tongues tangling for the first time. My passions for my mom is washing over me. Mom turns to Sis and the same ting happens as they passionately kiss. My excitement is over the top. We've never done this before. "Oh you two kiss too." and with that little encouragement Sis and I engage in a very wet and passionate kiss like just before over mom as she kisses our cheeks. 

We quickly shed the rest of our clothes and wrap each other in furs. I fur fondle Sis to near orgasm as she is wantonly begging me to take her any way he wishes. 

"You two need to re bond with Mom first" as she tugs at us both. She pulls off her top and displays her wonderful breasts to her children. We fall on them like nursing is a daily thing. Mom moans with joy as she is taken by us, one of us to each breast like when we were babies. 

As teens we can now take most of mom's tit in our mouth. As we do and begin to suck and kneed mom's melon breasts mom moans, squirms and writhes in the furs as she approaches her first orgasm. I begin to fondle her soft blond muff and then I slide my hand over her labia as mom orgasms. My fingers slide inside her along with Sis' and we pump mom to another orgasm in no time at all. Sis is so excited sucking moms tit that she is writhing in the furs too. Her tits smothered in the furs and her body caressed with its softness. I leave mom's twat as she continues with orgasms and I slide two fingers into Sis' twat. She orgasms almost instantly and Brad quickly pumps her to another orgasm almost on top of the first. Sis has her fingers sill in mom, pumping her to orgasm.

"Oh Brad!" Briefly leaving her mom's tit and having a third. She swings around and takes my big cock in her mouth and starts sucking with a mission. I'm in heaven and about to shoot my wad into Sis' mouth quickly. "Oh god Sis. You're incredible as my thick creamy cum shoots deep into her throat. She almost gags but keeps sucking and has me shooting a second in no time. I'm so excited over my sister and mother. All my secret fantasies fulfilled at once.

"Brother and Sister have to consummate their passions for each other." Mom says.

"Oh yes brother."

"Yes sister." 

We face each other sitting in the furs and mom to the side like a referee. I scoot up close to Sis, just close enough for my cock tip to part her soft strawberry blond muff and touch her labia. I run my dripping cock up her slit, leaving a trail of cum in her muff. Sis moans loudly as her soft swollen slit is massaged with my swollen cock head. I continue to do this a number of times 'till Sis is rocking and constantly moaning. I'm about to explode but I want it to be perfect for her. She deserves the very best and I don't want to disappoint mom.

Meantime Mom is keeping time a she plunges her fingers into her own twat nearing another orgasm over the thrill of watching me, her son seduce her daughter, so she slows. 

I scoot forward just an inch, parting her slit just a bit deeper. Just short of her clitoris. Sis moans even louder as she scoots the fraction for my cock to actually touch her clitoris. I rub the tip of my cock hard against her clitoris and Sis screams in ecstasy. She continues screaming as I continue pressing on her. Sis shakes in another orgasm as Mom joins her the sight so excites her. "Oh god Brad .. fuck me .. fuck me hard ... please."

I roll forward driving my cock deep into Sis' virgin vagina and ripping through her maidenhead. She screams with joy.. "Oh fuck me brother .. fuck me hard!!" as my cock begins pounding her virgin womb. 

Mom brings herself to multiple orgasms with the excitement of her children fucking with abandon before her. Their fucking before her is the most beautiful thing she could imagine. 

I pump more cum into Sis than I have produced in my whole life it seems. We fuck is in wild abandon as Sis is in a mindless state of ecstasy. I push us all over the furs on the bed until she is totally helpless. 

Mom is still sitting beside us watching, totally captivated by our actions. I quickly pull my dripping cock out of Sis and am on top of Mom driving my cock deep into Mom's vagina before she can think. I immediately pump her for all I'm worth, wildly kissing and fondling her as I pump my cock deeper and deeper into her.

Mom responds with passionate counter thrusts, clearly wanting and savoring my passions. Her pregnancy has actually increased her sexual needs and she is responding to satisfy those needs knowing now I can satisfy them any time. 

"On my son!! You are fantastic .. as good as your dad .. oh fuck mama hard." I pump Mom with increased efforts if that were possible. She is sore from her own attentions but this is just too good for me to stop.

I quickly pull from Mom and I'm back into Sis with a vengeance. She is wildly receptive as she takes points from Mom and begins to counter thrust me. She is really getting into it with increased passion. I screw Sis to another world with the thrusting and pumping, finally laying back letting me screw her to oblivion. 

Mom is laying back recovering, squeezing her tits and playing with her twat. 

"Hey children .. all this sexual activity has created a special treat for you. Come to mama and suck my tits again."

The Twins roll apart and slide up to mother's wonderful tits and begin to suck. They are treated to a warm, sweet, creamy fluid flowing from mothers breasts. They suck slowly and languidly as if they are babies. After quite awhile they realize Mom is fast asleep. They wrap her in the furs for a warm and comfortable sleep, each briefly sucking her twat with Brads semen sill oozing from it and go to Brad's room, the one with the king size bed like mom's. It was no accident or miss order that sister's bed is a single. 

Both spreads and a few other furs are gotten for their long night of new found passions for each other. They will be sleeping together from now on and Mom will be getting her needs filled often.

Late the next morning Brother and Sister are awaken by Mom sitting on the edge of their bed. 

"Did you two sleep well? ... Ohhh ... too much fucking last night? Well I'm sorry to bother you but my tits are about to explode so you two have to help me out despite your sexed out condition. It's a sloppy job but someone has to do it" as she lays down between them, tits up and a big smile. The Twins are on her like the tit suckers they have become. Mom gets drained dry and the kids are satisfied. Well almost. Mom no sooner leaves the room before Sis has straddled her brothers raging hard on from tit sucking. She pumps up and down on his fat cock 'till she screams in her orgasms and falls off with exhaustion.

"I've always wanted just you Sis." as he caresses her small tits and lightly sucks on them.

"You may have already gotten me pregnant you know brother."

"I know. Does that upset you?"

"I have wanted you to screw me for a long time now thinking of how it would feel being pregnant with our child. I guess I'll find out soon. Two pairs of lactating breasts to drain. How's that?"

"Let's take a shower together." one extravagance in the house is a two person shower.

3

They take their shower with appropriate passions and make their way to the kitchen wrapped in Mom and Dad's most opulent Fox coats in reverse and totally nude under. Mom is similarly dressed as she sits with her thighs spread for their viewing pleasure. 

Brad goes over to his Mom and slips his still stiff cock into her with just a couple of slow thrusts with her moaning and pulls out. "Just testing your morning responses Mom." She smiles.

"It's interesting that we escaped a life of extreme crime while trying to act like an All American family, my husband having been murdered by his criminal "buddies" and now we are in a truly All American town and living a life of total depravity, perversity and lasciviousness while actually appearing totally normal. I'm so excited by that. We wanted to make love to each other and you two wanted to screw so bad and we had to put up this absurd front."

"I didn't realize how much I wanted to screw you Mom."

"I did and I'm glad I didn't have to tell you to. You will most likely get me pregnant again after this kid. I'm not past having more kids and I want a child by you too. You two will have to plan your pregnancies or you will be able to have your own school. By-the-way, you are listed in the university papers, your new birth certificates and papers show you as a married couple. So .. divorced Mom lives with her married son and his wife. Normal or what? What happens behind closed doors is nobody else's business."

Getting the house in order is a lot more relaxed now that the big sexual tension issue is resolved. The three of us go about finishing up everything and organizing as a married couple. Seems so right, Meg and Brad, the married couple down the street! Married is not a difficult state of mind for us to be in at all. As brother and sister we have always been affectionate and agreeable. We just get to be so much more so in public now. In private we get to screw our brains out as few married couples do. There is now our bedroom and Mom's bedroom. The third room is now our study. 

I have taken to sucking Meg's clitoris as she sucks Mom's tits. I alternate between the two of them. Mom loves to get sucked by us both. Sucking Mom's milk is a very special treat that we have come to relish. Pleased with the taste and the sense of bonding. 

Best of all though for us is our slow and passionate love making in the evening and the shorter but still wonderful morning passions. The day is so smooth and stress free with that loving start. Draining Mom's breasts is a very nice bonding experience we both love.

Being a young married couple is a somewhat unique situation as they start college. Us wearing furs does set us apart and some begin to copy us, particularly some of the couples who quickly learn the benefits of making love in furs. Some become ardent lovers and lovers of fur. A few become our friends.




Mom's Mob Husband



The ardent anti fur students learned quickly to keep their distance from us. Neither of us have any patience for them and cut up their idiotic arguments instantly and the idiotic and childish actions of the followers.

Because of the high quality secondary education we received, college is not terribly difficult for either of us. We both get jobs in different professional offices and do quite well at our new life and careers. 

The reality of marriage sets in for us and Meg being pregnant puts the stamp of authority to it. It's not like we have to actually work for a living. We have more than enough income from the Real Estate investments that it is more a lifestyle than a job. We start to sell off the properties elsewhere and reinvest it closer to home which turns out to be a wise financial decision. Our being "local" is reinforced. Mom gets a Brokers license and begins to make a business life for herself. All this after having her child. 

Meg has her child soon after in the spring. She stays home for awhile to take care of the two children and I start working with Mom in our own office. A normal family with a normal life.



Mom's Morning Chores



Brad's cock stirred in Pavlovian response to the sound of gravel crunching in the driveway. His mother was home from her early-morning aerobic workout, same thing, every day. 

He heard the key in the door, heard her drop her things, felt her stop at the hallway mirror and adjust her shoulder length blonde hair and look at her sweaty self, a 50-year-old body that a 30-year-old would be proud to have, a pretty face, winning smile, big brown eyes, high, perky tits firm and proud, a rather tight belly, and those legs, those long, lean, rugged -- and demanding - legs. He closed his eyes, tried to will his hard on down, he knew what was coming, what was always coming, just wasn't right. But the sheet rose above his crotch and he heard the door to his room open.

She turned him on more than any other woman possibly could. He tried to fight the feeling, failing every time.

"Bradley, time to rise and shine for school," his mom said softly, padding into the room and pulling open the blinds, letting the early-morning sun stream in. "I see you're already rising."

Brad couldn't fake it now, even as he rolled over and tried to hide his throbbing prick under the sheets. His mom laughed to herself, then got stern

"Bradley, time to clean mommy," she cooed. "Get over here and do your job, you don't want to be late for school. You know you have chores to do."

'Chores' to Brad's mommy meant licking her sweaty cunt until she felt herself clean enough to fuck. It had been this way since Brad's father moved out three years ago, since he was 18. Now a college student, Brad had endured his mother's endless pawing, her needs, her incestuous wants for three years. As an only child, he had no sister or brother to share the dilemma with. He was on his own and despite being a strapping lad of 6-3 and 220 pounds and a star football player, he was putty in his mom's hands - due to his mom's legs. He couldn't fight them, no one could, and that's why his dad left.

Brad rolled over to look at her, as she stood peeling off her clothes until she was wearing nothing but short white socks and sneakers. Her thick, matted pussy hair was wet and oozing sweat. The aerobic room she worked out in was not air-conditioned, and this being summer, she sweat considerably. She wasn't fond of trimming her pussy hair and as women age, they grow it thicker and wider and hers was an explosion at the top of her muscular thighs and below her trim belly. She turned to show Brad her creamy white ass, kneading the meat in her hands, her hair-ringed asshole winking at him. 

She turned again and half squatted. Brad winced in anticipatory pain: His mom's thighs were powerfully muscled, long and lean and lined with deep creases on the side, thick ropes inside, and those calves were tall tubes of carved steel rising out of her low socks. Those legs were lethal, those legs had been scissoring Brad into eating her cunt for the last three years whenever she felt the need, and she - and those legs - felt the need often. "Very well, Bradley, if you won't come to me ... " she sighed, walking to his bed and laying on her back.

Without a word, Brad's mom lashed out with her sneakered feet, hooked the back of his head, and mashed his face into the dripping sweat-snatch, lacing her iron thighs around his ears and scissoring him deeply into her wet cunny, locking up her socked feet and resting them on his back. Brad's entire head was lost in his mom's thighs, and not that she had big thighs but when in full scissoring action as they were now, they bulked up considerably and thickened to hide all but his eyes, which were being brushed shut by the bush of her cunt. Brad licked and sniffed and chewed and sucked his mother's tireless pussy, and as much part of his oral satisfaction of his insatiable mom as his proficiency at cunnilingus was, was his mother's equal parts hip-snapping, thigh-throbbing, cunt-whipping action on his face.

She was a grinder, she loved to press her pussy on hard things and grind her way to orgasm, and often would ride the corner of the vibrating washing machine in the basement, or the handle of the lawn mower, which was quite a sight for the neighbors. And this morning, as in many others, she was grinding her son's face in her hairy maw, grinding her clit against his mouth, his teeth, his gums, grinding her wet, nasty, cheesy sex all over his face. "Oh, yeah, baby, that's it, that's it ... unh!! Unh!! UNH!!!!" she screamed, scissoring down in those muscular middle-aged legs so hard the thighs quivered in orgasmic throbbing, her calves snapped out straight and she poured so much pressure into her cumming scissorlock she knocked him out cold. It wasn't the first time. She slowly undid her iron legs from his head and laughed as he snorted, snored and finally came around. "Shit, mom, do you have to cum so hard?" he groused, sitting up and rubbing his ears, blowing his nose on a corner of the sheet to get his mom's smell out. "Geez, you could shower before we ... before YOU do this to me ... "

"Uh-uh, Bradley darling, that's half the fun, no that's all the fun, getting you to lick clean Mommy's nasty cunny," his mom cooed, sitting up to lay him on his back. "Now shut up and give mommy her morning cream!" Brad shut his eyes and felt his mother's hot mouth envelop his throbbing cock, starting with sucking the plum-sized knob and then gobbling it slowly down, her tongue lashing the thick prick like a velvet whip, until all nine gloriously hard inches were lodged in her sucking face, the tip in her throat where her amazing gullet muscles worked the sensitive head, milking it, chewing it. 

She worked his nuts, too, those huge, hairless bloated bags of spunk, kneading the meat of them in both hands, one in each, pulling them apart and caressing, squeezing, coaxing the load out. Brad couldn't fight it, never could, his mom's mouth was too nuclear hot, too smooth and creamy and fucking amazing for him to fight it, and within two minutes he was blasting a huge load down his dick and straight into his mom's belly. She came again, a little orgasm, but one nonetheless as she felt the first spray of her boy's seed blast directly into her small belly.

She pulled back so the big knob filled her mouth and let the remaining blasts ooze into her mouth, coating her tongue, her teeth, and finally pulled it out all the way to jack him off onto her pretty face, thick gobs of salty teen boy spunk hanging in obscene clumps from it. She stroked him and kept him hard, rubbing the spew all over her cheeks and neck, feeling it run down to her hard, pointy tits. She smiled a cummy smile at him and felt his dick remain hard in her small pumping hand. "Mmmmmmmm, I love how you stay hard for mommy, Bradley, I love how all you young, hung studs stay hard for me," she growled, sliding up to impale herself on her son's big dick. "I love you all ... "

Bradley shut his eyes again trying not to think that the incredibly tight, hot and wet cunt so mercilessly working his cock belonged to his mom. He thought of the other boys in her life, his friends, and how they loved fucking the middle-aged sexpot, how much they learned from her, how much she had to offer, of how they'd come over on the weekend nights to party and spend half the time banging the shit out of his mom. She rode him hard now, her lean, rugged thighs gripping his sides as she sat astride him, her pumping pussy keeping him hard and long and deep. She came hard herself, several times, over and over, an endless orgasm, a stream of snapping cums, until she was as sweaty as she was in aerobics. Fluidly, she rolled them over and snapped shut her scissoring legs on Brad's aching sides, locking her socked ankles and squeezing hard.

"Come in Mommy, baby, give Mommy your big load!" she screamed.

And Bradley did, his huge nuts emptying again, a load nearly as big as the first as she dragged his face to her mouth, forcing him to lick her lips clean, eating up his own cum that she'd rubbed into her face moments before, making his slobber over her cum-stained neck and lick the cold gobs of his goo from her meaty titties. He came like a bull in his mom's tireless cunt until his dick finally went soft and it plopped out. She laughed, put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down, down, down.

"You still got chores, son," she cooed, fitting her muscular thighs along his ears, mashing his moaning and protesting mouth to her dripping snatch. "Clean me up!" "No, mom, please, you know I hate ... " he started to say, his words giving way to the pain of his mom's iron thighs scissoring his head. Her cunny opened wide in his mouth and he felt gobs of his salted semen fly into his mouth, his mother's amazing cuntal muscles forcing it out. She mashed the gooey mulch of her hairy cunt harder into his mouth as she experienced a series of orgasms, small ones, big ones, all of them caused by the grinding motion of cunny on mouth and the fact that she was forcing him to do the nastiest thing a woman can force a man to do - eat his own cum - made nastier still by the taboo act of the woman being the man's mother.

This was incest at its raunchiest, shethought, and she came again, harder and harder, hearing and feeling her son involuntarily gobbling down the cheesy brew of her juices and his own. By the time she was totally clean, he was totally out. She stood and rolled him over, his face awash with clumps of cum and the clear streaks of her pussy's offerings. She leaned over and kissed him on the lips as he came around, his eyes snapping open, his hands furiously working at his face to erase the stench and evidence of her sexual dominance. And as the smell from her pussy rose from his face to his nose, as he felt the oily cream of his own cum on his lips and cheeks, his cock stiffened again. It always did. It betrayed him again. His mother smiled at it and walked out of the room. "Get ready for school, son," she said in sing-song voice. "You don't want to be late."

He groaned, watching her amazing MILF body as she went. He hated what happened. And hated himself for loving it so much.



Mom's Muffled Mouth



I had just paid off the movers and was watching their truck pull out of our driveway when my always playful mom gave me a cheerful pat on the butt. 

"Come on, honey. Let's check out our new house!"

I turned to face my mom.

"Mom, I still can't believe that you and dad are split up. Why would he dump you for a girl half his age?"

Mom took my hand and led me to our new living room . As she walked in front of me I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she still was, even after all the years of putting up with my dad. I didn't care if his new girlfriend was a stripper half his and my mom's age. 

My thought flow was interrupted by my mom snapping her fingers in my face.

"Hello, earth to son. I said what did you want to drink?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, mom. I was just thinking about everything that's happened between you and dad and how you must feel. I'll just have a soda, please."

Mom smiled and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. 

"Oh, honey. You're so sweet. But you've got to put everything behind you now. All the bad things that happened between dad and me is over. They're in the past."

"But, mom, you're such a wonderful person and you're so pretty. How could he just walk away from you -- from us?"

"It's just that some men, your dad being one of them, have to go after new women. They aren't satisfied with just one woman, they have to have more than one."

Mom brought over a bottle of soda for me and a wine cooler for herself and sat next to me on the couch -- much closer than she had ever sat before. I watched as my mom drank from the wine cooler. I started to fixate on how her lips surrounded the tip of the bottle. I felt myself becoming slightly aroused.

My mom is in her late 40's but still very beautiful. She is what some would call "petite" because she only stands about 5 feet and 3 inches tall. She looks like she weighs just over 100 pounds. Her hair is dark red and she keeps it very long, almost to the small of her back. Her breasts are fairly large, maybe 34 to 36 inches, but her waist is tiny, only about 20 to 22 inches. This has the effect of making my mom look even more well endowed than she already is. Her legs are tanned and toned. My mom is tanned all over and toned all over thanks to frequent tanning sessions in the back yard of our old house and regular workouts with our home treadmill and with lifting weights.

Her face is the face of a mature woman. A woman who has seen and done a lot of things. Some might find a face like that a turn off. I was finding my mom's face a turn on! You could have the bimbos in my school or on tv or in the pages of men's magazines. I was suddenly being drawn to my own mom and I liked it!

Mom not only was attractive but also showed herself off very well. She was dressed in a pair of tight, short, blue jean cut-offs. She wore a black bikini top. Her feet were covered by a pair of running shoes.

The time flew by as I talked with my sexy mother on our new couch in our new house. Afternoon, became evening. Evening became the wee hours of the morning. Mom drank her fill of wine coolers and then some.

I watched as my mom downed yet another wine cooler. I watched her long, slender throat stretch out as she drank it down. I watched her throat move as she swallowed. I was hard as a rock and all I was doing was just looking at my sexy, short-shorts wearing mother.

Mom leaned towards me and said, "Honey, I'm a one man woman, even if that man is her 22 year old son." Then she kissed me on the cheek. 

"I'm your man, mom. For as long as you want me," I said back. I could hardly contain myself.

Then, I could contain myself no more. I didn't think. I just acted. I kissed my mom on her beautiful lips -- hard. An unmistakeable moan of pleasure came from deep within her as I probed her mouth with my tongue.

With a skill I didn't even know that I had until now, I swiftly removed my mom's bikini top and undid her short-shorts and tossed them aside. Just as skillfully, she removed the sweatpants and tee-shirt that I had been wearing up until now.

Mom's mouth started to suck the come from my cock just as she had sucked the wine cooler from its bottle just a few minutes before. I kept begging her not to stop. She laughed. She knew just what she was doing to me!

"Do you really think I don't notice you looking at my legs when I wear my little cutoffs?", Mom asked, with an evil little grin that I had never seen before but really wanted to see again.

"Why do you think I wore them today, honey? I wore them for you!"

I threw mom on her back and forced my cock into her willing pussy! We were each having the best sex of our lives. Right here. Right now. With each other. 

An orgasmic scream came from my Mom's rich, full lips. I clamped my hand over her mouth and muffled her screams. Her fingernails broke the skin on my back. I didn't care. I let it bleed.

I picked my mom's bikini top off of the floor and tied her hands tightly behind her back with it. This had the effect of making her breasts stick out. I sucked her breasts hungrily. This time, it was pleasure, not milk, that I was after.

Mom started to scream again as she strained against the bonds that held her hands. Her screams were squelched in her throat as I covered her mouth with my hand. She bit down on my hand and forced me to release my grip on her pretty mouth.

"Promise me, baby. Promise me that you'll never stop fucking me. Promise me that -- MMMPPPHHH!"

I gagged my mom with my hand again and shut her up in mid-sentence. 

"I promise, mom. I promise to make you forget every man that you've ever been with. I'll never stop fucking you. NEVER!"

I shoved my cock deeply into my mom's pussy. She screamed under my hand, as it held her pretty mouth. Her eyes went wide as they looked into mine.

I fucked my bound and gagged mother until the morning came.