0 comments/ 164318 views/ 11 favorites Naughty Boy! Ch. 02 By: TheCaptain Warning: Please ensure that you have read Naughty Boy! before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of that posting. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCaptain * * * * * A week had passed since I had made love to my mother Erica for the very first time, and we had been banging away like rabbits every chance we got to be alone together. It was strange, to be the other man in a sordid little love triangle, giving a horny housewife the big, fat cock that she craved so very much... especially since the gorgeous babe I was screwing also happened to be my very own Mom! My father, Roger Thompson, was at work so much nowadays that Erica and I were easily able to carry on around the house most of the time any way that we wanted to. We used this to our advantage, fucking and sucking our way through every single room in the huge house in a wide variety of different positions and motions. Roger had just left for another long, hard day at his work, on the island borough of Manhattan. The day was looking very promising for the both of us, as I had the day off from university and Mom wasn't planning anything special. The day was ours to do with as we would, and I could hardly wait to get right down to business and sink my throbbing red tool into my gorgeous mother's steaming, tight wet gash. When I finally got up out of bed and headed down to the kitchen to see what was for breakfast, I found a note on the kitchen bench-top written in Mom's handwriting which said that she had gone out early to get a number of things from the shops, including a surprise that she promised me I would find quite to my liking, and I shouldn't expect her to be back until around lunchtime. She continued on with her note by apologizing for the spontaneity, and the fact that I wouldn't be waking up to a nice good-morning fuck (she actually put this down in writing, which I loved!), but promised that she'd make it up to me tenfold. I swore to myself to hold her to her word! Checking the nearest clock, on the oven nearby, I figured that roughly gave me two-and-a-half hours to kill on my own, so I decided that I'd get myself a glass of Milo for breakfast and hit the basketball hoops out the front, just for something to burn up the time. I quickly got changed into an old, loose-fitting faded blue Singlet and a pair of old gym shorts, then hit the court, which was really nothing more than the top of our driveway when there was no cars blocking the flat part, or the hoop itself. I had played basketball for my private high school's basketball team for a number of years, before study finally overwhelmed me and I put aside my ambitions to play the sport professionally - something that I had come to regret considerably, upon reflection. I loved basketball, loved the sport and the culture, and had always idolized the professional players as though they were not mere mortals but gods. Life had a way of killing ambitions, hopes and dreams, I thought to myself with a wiry smile... but then again, I had to remind myself, what was my fantasies of my very own mother and I being lovers if not a dream, even up to a week ago? I had to remind myself that anything was possible, if one had the guts and determination to make it so. That was a key lesson that I had yet to fully comprehend, but which I vowed to learn upon and to accept as truth. As I was lining up yet another shot to sink into the hoop beside one of the three big garage doors out the front of our house, I could hear the sound of a car driving up the driveway behind me, and without turning around I could tell immediately that the car was not either my mother's or my stepfather's. Dropping the ball straight into the hoop in a perfectly executed swish, I turned around, and saw with a slight sense of apprehension that it was actually my ex-girlfriend from my high school and freshman year at uni, Mandy Swanson, driving up towards me in her old Mitsubishi hatchback. I fought the urge to grimace, or to simply turn around on the heels of my feet and run back inside the house as fast as I could. She had hurt me pretty bad, that bitch of a woman who now seemed to be wanting to see me for the first time in the last three years, and I really didn't have any intention of opening up fresh wounds... but something held me rooted to the spot, some powerful, enigmatic force that seemed to sense my own deep, unconscious need for final confrontation and closure with this horrible, ghastly woman. The hatchback was one of the oldest, most beat-up looking cars I had ever seen driving around, anywhere... but then, she wasn't floating in the money, and never really ever had been. I wasn't surprised that she was living in semi-squalor, because Mandy had never been the one to make the best choices in life, about anything... but she had never been the type of woman to look back on her life with anything remotely close to a regret. She made her choices and she move on with her life, breaking hearts and wrecking lives as she went. This whole thing seemed mighty peculiar, and my suspicions were raised about the entire situation. I knew there was a damn good reason why Mandy would be forced to re-enter my life, and that I probably wouldn't like that reason very much at all... As always, Mandy Swanson carried herself with an air of self-importance and supreme arrogance that defied her standards in life, which had to be on the all-round poor side, considering the fact that the last time I had seen her had been outside her trailer-park home which she had been living in with her drug-addicted mother. When she emerged from out of the driver's side door of her hatchback Mitsubishi, Mandy appeared just as I had remembered her, so hauntingly mysterious and sexy. With long, cascading strawberry-red hair, smallish light blue eyes, and a pretty, rounded face that seemed carved from china and utterly without blemish or imperfection, Mandy was a true goddess in every single aspect of her physical being. She was around 21-years-old, the same age that I am, and we had gone out for a couple of years from about the time we had started senior high school. Definitely as hot as I remembered, that was for sure... She had the perfect, well-defined body of a sex-fiend, with large, full breasts (by my estimation at the least a DD-cup) and a firm, round, meaty ass. With long, smooth tapered thighs which seemed to go on forever, she was truly quite a hot little number - the fact that Mandy was dressed to the nines in a super-tight white halter top, some tight-fitting denim cut-off shorts, and a pair high, leather platform 'fuck-me' boots, definitely didn't hurt her chances either. As she got nearer and nearer to me, I tensed up physically, as if expecting her to actually race forward and attack me with her bare hands or something. Having her suddenly just appear without warning in my life again had me seriously spooked out, and quite understandably jittery, considering all the pain and suffering she had put me through in the past. I had lost too much over her to allow Mandy to hurt me again, and now she was here, dressed so provocatively with her ass swaying the way it was so alluringly like it was from side to side... I felt as though I was trapped, suffocating, and found it so hard to breathe suddenly. Mandy was suddenly right in front of me - I blinked my eyes, and she was still there, standing right before me with her hands on her hips, her right leg propped up a little higher than the left, and a slight smile on her darkened, ruby-red lips. I shuddered involuntarily, as though a whip had struck me across my hindquarters by her very presence, and her proximity to me. Fighting back the urge to flee yet again, I faced down the woman who had hurt me so, and asked her the most obvious question in the world to me at that very moment - no 'hello', no 'how have you been?' none of that bull-crap. "What the hell do you want, Mandy?" I asked her, without a flicker of concern for her or warmth in any manner. For me, she was dead and buried, and Goddamn it that was the way that I wanted her to be! "I wanted to talk to you, Kenny..." Mandy replied, and her face softened to something akin to warmth and affection - it was the closest expression that she was capable of making that came to love. "I know that I've hurt you badly, Kenny, but please... I want to make amends, and I want to help mend broken fences, not just for me but for Charlie as well!" THAT NAME! The name of my former best friend who had hurt me so, who had betrayed our trust and our friendship by screwing my then-girlfriend Mandy behind my back for almost two years while I was seeing her! His full name was Charles Ingram. I had cast him completely out of my life as soon as I had found out about their secret affair and the deception, and I had never seen him since then, but now, upon hearing that name yet again, I could not help but feel a ping of loss and sorrow, as though I actually missed him being a part of my life or something! "Alright, what is this all about, you cow? I thought I made it clear when I last saw you that I never wanted to see your cheating ass, or that sonofabitch Charlie, ever again!" I spat out angrily, turning around and heading straight for the front door without looking back once to see whether Mandy was following or me or not. I felt enraged, and also a little apprehensive, as though afraid at last to blow this one opportunity to make good on this chance and finally forgive my long lost friend and the woman that I'd loved and lost for their cheating ways. In the end, I knew that I probably did have it in me to forgive them both for their betrayals, but I was afraid to take that chance, to let go of the hate which had helped sustain me through the years and that had helped mould me into the man that I had turned out to be. Opening the front door and striding purposefully into the lounge room, I dropped down onto the nearest leather couch and let out a long, painful sigh. Feeling the urge to just break down and cry like crazy, I held my emotions in check and held my head bravely up high when, low and behold, Mandy came striding into my home, undeterred by my stinging tirade and seemingly resolute in her determination to get through to me with her argument for reconciliation. "Look, Kenny, I'm so sorry that we hurt you the way that we did back then, but you must believe me now when I tell you that we're madly in love, and that we both are so very sorry for all the pain and suffering that our devious actions must've caused you..." Mandy said. Looking at her face, I could almost believe her by the way her face crumbled with pain, as though she was bearing my own agony on her shoulders because she had been much of the cause of my suffering. I could feel my steely resolve wavering, and the more I looked into her eyes and read the sincerity in her demeanour, I began to slowly change my opinion on the entire situation. "Well, you both stung me very bad with your actions, you both have to know and understand that..." I replied, putting a little steel into my voice, firming it up a bit. "I don't know how you could just expect me to forgive you both and allow you to get on with your lives just because you say that the two of you are sorry! It doesn't sound possible to me, I'm afraid." "Well, that's why I'm here, darling..." Mandy said in a soft, sensuous voice, pushing her breasts forward towards me, flaunting her womanly wares brazenly and trying to coax me to arousal. I tried to fight against the horniness which was building slowly up inside of me, but it was a battle that I was destined to loose, I could tell that from the very start. "It was Charlie's idea, actually, but I was more than happy to agree with it... sort of our way to make up for all the terrible pain and suffering we'd caused you." I could hardly believe what I was hearing - my ex-girlfriend was propositioning me, for crying out loud! This was pretty fucking wild, and damn unexpected to say the least. But I couldn't really say that I minded the idea, at least in principal... and then I noticed the gold and diamond engagement ring on her right ring finger, and I began to understand things a bit better. "You're engaged to Charlie, aren't you?" I breathed, the surprise and pain evident in my voice and written all over my face. I had known that she was gone for years now, out of my life forever, but to know that they were actually going to get married, that they were really going to make a future together, still hurt me, more than I thought it was capable of doing... "Yes, Kenny, I am. We're planning to get married in the fall..." she said with a sigh, grimacing with shared pain as she saw the tortured look manifested across my face. "Look," she quickly hastened to add, "this is meant to be a reconciliatory coupling, and Charlie is more than happy to let this happen. He wants it to be like it used to be between the two of you, all right? We have an open, free-spirited relationship, where we're allowed to be with anyone that we want to, just as long as the partner knows them and approves... now, I want to be with you!" I didn't really know what to say. This was all so unexpected, but the idea of Charlie and I working through our differences and becoming friend again didn't sound as improbable as I would have thought but a little while ago, especially since my Mom Erica and I had become a new item, and I had seemingly found a new sense of sexual harmony and love with her in my life. And being with Mandy yet again definitely wasn't as repulsive as I might've thought, especially since I knew that she was Charlie's fiancé - a big part of me still wanted to stick it to that guy, and the best way that I could imagine messing up another fella was by screwing his girl! My cock, now granite-hard and bulging out against my pants, seemed to strain with barely-contained arousal as I imagined getting one last go at my ex's dripping wet snatch, and feeling her full, luscious red lips wrapped again around my throbbing, boiling hot dick-shaft. Without saying a word to her, I opened my arms and Mandy Swanson headed right for me, with a slight smile on her ruby-red lips. She swayed her ass sexily from side to side as she walked towards me, her smile growing all the wider as she came for me, dropping to her knees between my legs. I squirmed around a little bit on my chair to try and get more comfortable, as Mandy reached out with her right hand to rub my crotch through the front of my shorts. Soon enough, she had me gasping and moaning softly with pleasure as Mandy began to get into her work. Reaching up a little bit further to grasp hold of the elastic belt of my shorts, Mandy pulled the front of my pants down over my bulging pants until my prick jutted out in front of her face, and she immediately leaned forward to lick the underside of my bulbous cock-knob. She slurped up a little bit of pre-cum which was billowing out of the very tip of my schlong, then used her tongue to knead and tease the sensitive dick-head with nothing short of absolute relish. Mandy licked and tongued the opening of my penile duct, working her right hand up and down my glistening shaft with a skilled, practiced hand. My sexy ex-girlfriend definitely had a great mouth - she always had, and had definitely known, even when I'd first met her, how to use it. As she bent down further to take my right nut-sac into her mouth, licking and slurping on it til I was gasping and trembling with pleasure under her skilful oral ministrations. I could hardly believe that the human body was capable of feeling such an overwhelming sense of pleasure - it was as though I was being choked with ecstasy, swamped with intense, orgasmic bliss that threatened to override everything else around me. Mandy looked up at me from where she crouched, her face still nestled in my lap, and let my right ball drop out of her mouth with a wet, resounding plop sound. As I watched on, she looked up at me and smiled, then gave me a cute little wink. I knew then that I was in for one hell of a ride, and that I was going to enjoy every moment of it! Returning her attentions back to my groin, Mandy began to run her tongue around the slick, saliva-moistened scrotal sacs below my blood-gorged dong, then made her way up the underside of my prick with the tip of her tongue, running the teasing tongue up to the head of my dick-staff. Once I had reached the bulbous head, I opened my mouth as wide as possible and began to engulf my dong, slowly sliding it in there until the very tip of my prick was pressing in against the back of her throat. Mandy sucked on my penis like crazy, bobbing her head up and down on my straining prick while she squeezed and kneaded my ball-sacs at the same time. There was definitely something about Mandy and her oral technique, a real masterful ability that I had to admire and appreciate. She had a way of using her teeth, her mouth and her tongue to their fullest capabilities, and I would have loved to have had her carry on the way that she was all day... but I wanted more from her than that, and I was the type of man who got what he wanted from his girls, when he wanted it. I had, up until then, allowed Mandy to dictate the pace of the action, but I wasn't going to allow her to just go at it as much as she wanted to anymore - I had needs of my own, too, and I wasn't about to wait! I grabbed a couple of handholds of Mandy's long red hair and began to drive my cock up into her mouth, face-fucking her as hard and as long as I wanted to, almost making her gag on my dick-meat and making her eyes bulge wide open before slowing down, then finally pulling out of her mouth when I had finally tired of it. After a long while, I pulled Mandy's head back and leaned down to kiss her on the mouth, swirling my tongue around hers as we pashed violently. I pulled back at the last moment, leaving Mandy gasping, her face flushed with passion, and spat a large glob of spit straight from my mouth and into hers. At first recoiling in shock and surprise, she then swallowed my saliva back down her throat and then gave me a thin, barely-visible smile. With that, Mandy stood up on her own two feet right in front of my chair and began to slowly, sensuously strip out of her clothing. Watching the gorgeous, voluptuous redhead's clothes slipping off, I reached down between her legs and started to stroke my schlong with my right hand. My eyes were riveted to every bit of Mandy's beautiful, well-proportioned body that was exposed as she continued to remove her clothing, one item at a time... First went her tight halter-top, thrown aside without much care, which exposed her lacy, light pink bra to my ravenous gaze. I could see much of her DD-cup titties, as well as Mandy's straining, large dark-brown nipples. She had a pair of the most fantastic breasts I had ever come across, perfectly rounded and sculptured to fit in with total synergy with the rest of her physique. Then, Mandy's skimpy, super-sexy denim jeans went next... I watched as her matching pink G-string was exposed, a barely-there wisp of clothing that could hardly be classed as 'clothing' as it hardly covered much of anything at all. It was sheer and lacy, but I couldn't see a trace of any pubic hair around Mandy's crotch or through the lacy front of her G-string. One thing that I could distinctly remember about my ex-lover was that she had a real hairy bush of dark red pubes, but she must've changed this since the last time that I was intimate with her... I had to admit that I was curious to see whether Mandy had decided to go completely bald, or if she had instead simply trimmed her pussy, made it neater in some way. She bent over to begin to undo her platform shoes, but that was when I decided that it was necessary to step in and at last intervene... "Look, Mandy, I think we can leave those on, don't you? They look pretty damn sexy on such a hot looking fox like you, baby," I said to her. Naughty Boy Ch. 02 "What about me don't I get a say in this?" I asked them both with a raised voice. Both my mom and sister said "No" at the same time an them giggled like school girls as they soaped each other up as I stood in the middle of the bathroom naked. Now that I was spent it was as if I wasn't there. I went back to my bedroom leaving the door ajar leaving both my mom and sister in the shower to finish off washing each other and no doubt have a play with each other too. A few moments later I could hear a lot of giggling going on from the bathroom. As I poked my head out my bedroom door I could hear both mom and Jenny moaning as if they were fucking. Being as I was the only other one in the house curiosity got the better of me and I walked down to the bathroom door to listen. As I stood there I could hear giggles and moaning coming from inside the bathroom. Finally the curiosity got the better of me and I opened the bathroom door to find both mom and Jenny lying on the cold tiled floor scissoring each other rubbing their pussy's together and moaning out loud. As I stood there watching I could feel the beginnings of a boner forming a tent in the front of the shorts I had pulled on as I watched both mom and Jenny fanny fucking on the floor in front of me. After a couple of minutes standing there watching them I dropped my shorts at bathroom door and went inside. As I looked at my mom and Jenny I fed my mom my cock as my sister watched on as best she could while I played with her milky tits. Mom and Jenny were right on the edge of cumming a few moments later as was Jenny as she watched me pump my cock in and out of mom's mouth. A few seconds later I could feel mom grip my ass a little tighter and her mouth tighten around me cock. As she was about to orgasm she pushed me back and out of her mouth as she fell back onto the floor. Both mom and Jenny went over the edge of no return and began to buck wildly at each other. Their pussies rubbing even tighter together as they sought out each other's hands and pulled themselves harder against each other as they came all over each other's pussy. As they writhed there on the floor entwined in each other Jenny squirted all over mom's pussy and tummy. I came next in mom's mouth and all over mom's face and tits. We must have lay there for the next ten minutes catching out breath and basking in our sexual glory. Both mom and Jenny lay there on their backs as I lay half on mom and half on Jenny. My cock was beginning to harden again and mom felt it grow against her thigh. As Jenny and mom untangled their legs mom rolled me over on my back and threw a leg over me and mounted me. She lined my now hard cock up with her dripping pussy and thrust down on me as I sank balls deep inside her in one go. Jenny did the same on my face as she dropped her wet pussy onto my mouth and I began to eat her out. Jenny was riding my face and cursing obscenities at me telling me to make her cum in my mouth. Mom was riding my now throbbing cock like a cowgirl as she and I were getting close to the edge again. Mom lay forward and over to Jenny and began sucking on Jenny's big milky tits and her baby milk filled mom's mouth and she then swallowed it. As mom let go of Jenny's tits she began squirting her baby milk all over us making us all pretty sticky. Jenny screamed out for me to tongue and finger more and to finger fuck her harder and faster. Mom also screamed at me wanting me deeper inside her and wanting my cum deep inside her. "Come on you little mother fucker fuck me and cum inside me" She yelled at me over and over again as we got closer to cumming. "Oh fuck yes cum inside me I'm cumming." Mom screamed at me again as she began to orgasm on top of me. That was all it took and I shot rope and rope of my hot sticky cum deep inside my mom and in turn that set off Jenny into an orgasm and she came in my mouth and all over my face. Before mom said anything I was up and off her and down the hall and into my bedroom and wondering what she was going to do or say to me once she came to her senses. I knew mom wasn't on the pill and was not protected neither was Jenny. So I waited in my bedroom for mom bursting into my room and hanging me from the ceiling by my balls. Surprisingly though they just showered separately then went into their bedrooms and dressed then went down stairs. I couldn't believe that mom didn't say anything to me about cumming inside her like she told me not to the last time. As for me I just lay there on my bed and nodded off to sleep for the next couple of hours with a smile on my face dreaming of what had just taken place and actually getting to cum in not only Jenny but now also in mom as well. I was woken up a little time later with a warm mouth around my now stiff prick and when I looked down to see who it was sucking me off I found out it was my sister Jenny. She sucked me off until I came down her throat. It was then that she told me to come down stairs and have some lunch. As we sat there eating our lunch not a word was said about what had happened in the bathroom a little earlier and after having something to eat I went back to bed. Later on that night at dinner you could have cut the tension with a knife. We all sat there thinking out own thoughts only asking for the salt or the sauce to put on our meal. After dinner I went out to a friends, Jenny went back home and mom went back to bed after wishing Jenny a safe journey home and watched some television. For the next two weeks nothing was said about what happened between the three of us in the bathroom that day. We all just got on with our daily life until one day I got a call from mom. I was out with a friend at the time and she told me over my mobile to come home straight away. By the time I got to the front door curiosity was really getting the better of me but I just couldn't think what it might be that mom wanted me home now for. "Can you sit down we have some news that affects us all." My mom said to me as I came in the door in an almost quiet voice standing next to Jenny. I looked at each of them and then sat down wondering what the hell was going on and wondering why I was told to sit down. Mom and Jenny sat down on the sofa a few feet away from me as I sat on the recliner chair. "Both Jenny and I have some news for you that is going to change a lot of things around here." Mom said again a little louder this time. "Jenny has come home to live as she had a big bust up with her husband." Mom piped up as Jenny held her head up and looked me in the eye. "Jenny and I are pregnant." Was all that mom said next as she and Jenny watched to see my reactions. "Is that why you and your husband had a fight and you are home again because you're pregnant?" I asked Jenny as I looked at her then mom then back at first Jenny again. "You are partly right about that honey." Mom said again. "What do you mean by partly right, either it was her husband or me that made Jenny pregnant?" I questioned mom. "Oh yes it was you who got Jenny pregnant." Mom answered back. "Maybe you didn't hear me right though as I said we are BOTH pregnant." Mom said again. It was then that it dawned on me. I had fucked mom without a condom on and now I had got both mom and Jenny pregnant. All three of us just sat there wondering what to say or do next. Naughty Boy Ch. 02 I'd always been embarrassed and ashamed of my body. I suppose I had an image of what a guy is supposed to look like in my head, and that isn't me at all. I had to look up at nearly everyone I'd ever known. The first time Sam picked me up in his arms he laughed and said I couldn't weigh more than a buck soaking wet! Well, that's not quite true, but it's close. My body hair is sparse at best and to top it off, my penis is quite small. But after spending so much time with Sam, hearing him tell me how cute I am, how desirable I am, and how lucky he is, I've become very comfortable with myself. So comfortable in fact that Sam says I'm becoming a tease, which gives him another reason to spank me. It isn't hard to tell that he loves me running around naked or barely dressed. He even went so far as to buy me a few thongs, but even the extra small sizes were too big for me. The space they leave in those up-front are way too big for my penis! So, when I'm in one of those moods or Sam asks/tells me to, I'll spend my time naked, wearing only a towel or something equally revealing. Sam keeps teasing me about buying me some girl's panties and lingerie, but I haven't seen any yet! It's funny, the more time I spent naked, the less time he did! Here I was prancing around the house in my birthday suit at any time of the day and Sam changed his clothes behind closed doors. The only time I ever saw him naked was when he made love to me. When I gave him blowjobs, he would simply open up his pants without even lowering them. The more time I spent bare naked in front of him, the more natural it began to feel. It got the point where I dreaded to have to get dressed at all. But I did have a job and no matter how meaningless it was, Sam wanted me to keep my job at the movie theater. Sam made more than enough money to support me, and he told me someday he would, but for now he wanted me to learn what earning an honest wage was like. That, and I know he enjoyed driving me to and from work. He would get me all horny right before I had to go inside! And sometimes on the drive home, he'd have me strip naked for the late night drive. During those drives he would stick to well-lit surface streets with lots of stop lights. On occasion he would threaten to pull into a fast food drive thru, and most recently he parked in front of my mom's house and shut the engine off! He asked me if I wanted to go in and say hello! Of course I told him I didn't, but I couldn't get the idea out of my head. I'd thought about 'accidentally' exposing myself to my mother while I lived with her. But having Sam suggest it, while I was so horny made it infinitely naughtier. And that night while making deep, slow love to me in our usual face-to-face missionary position, Sam asked what was on my mind when I got quiet. After asking that same question a dozen times I finally told him. For a long time I'd kept secrets from my mom. My homosexuality was the big one. It felt like I was lying to her each time I looked into her eyes. After coming clean about that, I wanted to tell her more of my secrets. But I suppose there are some things a mother shouldn't know about her son. But sharing the secret about my sexuality made me feel closer to her than I ever had before. And as time passed I wondered if she had any questions or wondered 'how' we made love. If I were completely honest with myself, I would like her to know those details along with every other secret and fantasy I've ever kept from her. In reality, I don't know if I would be able to tell her things like that. It was almost more than I could bear to tell her I was gay and moving in with Sam! However, having her know everything about me, keeping nothing from her, was something that made me squirm every time I thought about it. And that's squirming in a good way. While I was trying to explain those thoughts and feelings, Sam kept making love to me. Sometimes he picked up the pace, other times he thrust into me with more force than usual, and other times he held perfectly still. I guess those were the times he was calming down so he wouldn't cum. He stopped twice to add more lube, we both like it extremely slippery. Toward the end of my confession, Sam rolled onto his back and held me on for the ride, so I wound up on top. With my hands on his chest, I slid up and down on his throbbing, swollen cock. Sam reached up, stroked my cheek with his hand and whispered, "God, I love you. You are the cutest thing. You are also very naughty." I just giggled and blushed. "Sweetie, would you like me to figure out a way to test the waters with your mom? See if I can find a way to hint about one of your deeper secrets, just to find out how she reacts. If she is interested, I'll tell her more. But if she avoids the topic, we'll know she isn't comfortable knowing any more than she already does. Does that sound like a plan?" As I dropped onto his chest and moved to kiss him, I squeaked "Yes please." Then our lips met and I felt him thrust into me hard and deep. While our tongues danced together, my mind ran wild with the things my mom may know about me before long. Between that thought, the passionate kiss, my love for Sam and his cock buried so deeply inside me, it made my little erection throb and jump between us. We held each other closely without speaking, the only sounds in the room were the wet, popping sounds of his well lubricated cock sliding in and out of me. When my penis began to tingle and I felt my little balls begin to rise up inside me, I knew I was getting dangerously close to squirting. I rose up off of Sam's chest stretching my arms way up above my head, my legs straddled beside his hips, his giant cock pointing straight up, buried deeply in my bottom. "I love you Sam. And I don't care what I say after I squirt tonight, if she is okay with it, I want you to tell my mom everything about me. Every naughty thing I've ever done, every fantasy I've ever had, everything okay. I don't know why, but it's like I need her to know the real me." Sam smiled up at me warmly and whispered, "I love you too. And I promise I'll do what I can about that." He then reached up and laid his hands on my hips and began pounding in and out of me at a delirious pace. It was obvious that he was as close as I was. When I reached down to touch myself, to help it along, Sam slapped my hand and told me to leave it alone. I bit my lip, feeling like I'd done something wrong, like I'd disappointed the man I love. So I did as I was told and kept my hands well away from my poor neglected penis. His thrusts kept up for a minute or two until I felt him swell up inside me, stretching me out even more than usual. He groaned loudly just before his hips jumped up, burying his cock so deeply inside me. The sensation of him ejaculating his love inside me sent me over the edge. My hands balled up into fists, my toes curled, my head fell back and I heard myself squeal in an unusually high pitch. As my muscles began to twitch wildly, my penis squirted out my juices in a high arch landing on Sam's stomach. That was the first time Sam made me orgasm without even touching my penis. He told me girls came like that and he thought it was really special that I did too. Several days passed without another word of our conversation about my mother and my secrets. At times I was glad, there were some things that made me shiver just thinking about her knowing. But then at other times, when I was feeling a little more naughty, my thoughts would imagine Sam sitting down with my mother and telling her private things about me. During those times, I would imagine Sam telling her my most embarrassing secrets. And that would make me so terribly horny! It was at one of those moments when Sam happened into the room to find me fantasizing and rubbing myself. Sam smiled wickedly while undoing his belt and pulling it off. After folding it in half, he made it crack loudly. I shivered, and couldn't utter a sound. He spoke so calmly it frightened me even more than if he had shouted, "I come home after a long day at work to find you naked and masturbating in the kitchen? What would your mother think of this? If you've ever deserved the belt, it's now. Bedroom, now." And he raised his arm and pointed the way. I was fighting back the tears as I ran past him, down the hall and to our room. He'd never spanked me with anything more than his open palm. Sam was really strong and I knew when he hit me with that wide strap of leather belt, it was going to hurt more than anything I'd ever felt before. Sam casually walked in still holding the folded over belt in his right hand. He grabbed two pillows and placed them on the edge of the bed. "Lay over them, butt up high, I want I nice target." I scrambled to the bed, still naked, and laid across the pillows. My bottom felt more exposed than ever before. I'd never, ever felt so vulnerable. "Ten should do it." And without wasting a moment, I heard that belt swishing thru the air. For the briefest moment, I thought of a car racing at me from behind. Then it struck me across both cheeks. I don't know if I screamed or what, but the room became really loud between the sounds I was making and the repulsive sound of that leather hitting my bare skin. That belt kept coming down with hardly any delay. After each impact, Sam would count out the number in a breathless voice. Between three and four, I reached back with both hands to protect my poor bottom. Sam scolded me and swung the belt down harder than ever, it caught the tips of my fingers on my left hand. I didn't reach back again. The seventh blow was harder than the sixth, and the eighth harder still. The ninth blow felt like my cheeks were being split across sideways. I know I must have been screaming and crying and begging for mercy, but I can't remember for sure. Sam hesitated for several seconds, I could hear him breathing so heavily behind me. "Last one Kitten, are you ready?" I don't think I responded. But I heard the belt swishing back through the air and it hit me with so much power I nearly passed out. I didn't dare move. My bottom hurt so badly, it was throbbing and I was afraid to know what it looked it. Sam laid the belt down beside my head so I could see it. "From this point forward, you will ask my permission before playing with yourself. If I catch you masturbating again without my approval, I'll be forced to take more drastic measures. Are you familiar with what a chastity belt is? If not, you will be if you make that mistake again." There were several minutes of silence where I only heard myself sobbing quietly. Finally, Sam spoke again, "Stay right where you. Don't move a muscle until I come back for you. Do you understand?" I whimpered softly and flinched when I felt his fingertips gently graze over my terrorized flesh. Sobbing quietly, I whimpered "Yes." I laid right where I was on the bed, bottom raised up high, naked and staring at the belt which was just used to punish me. I have no idea how long it took to get control over myself and stop crying, but I finally did. With my breathing back to normal I could finally hear Sam in the living room. Guessing, I'd say he was sitting in his chair when I heard him open the bottle of beer we'd had in the refrigerator since July. Then I heard the sound I was both dreading and dreaming about. "Hello Diane. This is Sam. I was wondering if I could ask you a question about your son." He was calling my mom! "Good. I'm glad to hear that. I'll be sure to call you more often with questions I may have." Oh gawd! I was shivering there, completely forgetting about the belting I'd received. "I'm curious, while he was living with you, did you ever have reason to punish him? And if so, how exactly did you punish him? I've run into a few different situations with him recently where I feel he deserves a firm punishment of some kind. And I wanted to know your opinion on the matter." I'd wanted her to know my secrets for so long, and it was finally beginning to happen. And now that it was, I was terrified of what she might think of me. "Oh, just different things. I caught him telling me a half-truth a few days ago. And there are other, more private things that I probably shouldn't tell you." What would she say to him? What would she think of me? This was the moment I'd find out how far Sam could take this. I wanted to get up and stop him, but as soon as I moved, my bottom burst out in pain. So I held still and listened. "Are you sure? Some of it may be a little strange to hear." Only a few moments passed before he spoke again. "Alright, if you're sure. To be perfectly blunt, he's quite the little cock tease and not just to me. I've caught him exposing himself to our neighbor and he masturbates in front of open widows without a worry. I know our neighbor is fine with it. Hell, the old man actually enjoys seeing his little peanut. But I'd hate for him to show himself to the wrong person." After a brief moment, he clarified, "Peanut, it's what the old guy next door calls his penis. If you weren't aware, it's unusually small." I didn't even know Sam was aware that I'd been flashing the old man next door. I always did it from a distance so I could run away if he approached me. And the few times we'd talked, I flirted with him shamelessly. But I'd always done those things when I thought Sam wasn't at home. And he told my mom that I have a small penis!! "Well, I've given him a few spankings. But really I think he may deserve something more. I've honestly thought about taking my belt to his bottom. Perhaps that would straighten him out. But I really wanted to know how you felt about that." Oh Gawd! What had I asked for? I knew Sam would do it. Ever since I suggested spankings, Sam had been anxious to help me fulfill the fantasies I shared with him. I began trying to think of a way to get him stop to stop after telling her what he already had. But the way I had asked him, almost begged him to do this for me, I knew there would be no stopping him. My mother would soon know my deepest, darkest secrets and fantasies. "Diane that is a great idea. Why don't we get together this evening so we can discuss this in person, just the two of us. If you really are interested, I have quite a few stories that you may find interesting." They were going to meet in person and talk about me? I'd have no idea what was said! I'd never be able to look at her the same way again! "It was nice talking to you and thank you for the input. I'm looking forward to picking up this conversation tonight. But I started doing something just before I called you and I really should finish it up. So I will be on your doorstep at 7 sharp." -- I was afraid to look at my bottom until later that night when I was alone. Sam was off talking with my mom, telling her things about me that a mother shouldn't probably know. Naked, I timidly looked over my shoulder into the mirror. I was shocked at what I saw. My cheeks were nearly glowing red! They were still very tender to the touch and I had to be really careful when I sat down. I doubted I'd be able to put on anything snug fitting for at least a day or two. It was after 12 when Sam finally arrived home. I was in the living room, wearing only one of his dress shirts with the bottom two buttons done. He walked into the room and stopped when he saw me, smiled and approached me on the couch. Before sitting down beside me, he undid his pants and pulled his throbbing cock out. Laying his hand on the back of my neck, he guided my face into his lap. I rose up on my knees and leaned down onto his cock. When I had him in my mouth I could already taste his precum. Sam moved his big, strong hands to the back of my head and set a rapid pace for the blowjob. Only then did he begin to tell me about his night. "Your mother now knows quite a bit about our relationship. She knows how I make love to you, how you suck my cock, how you swallow my cum. I told her how few clothes you wear around the house. I told her about every inch of your beautiful body and the cute little sounds you make when you cum. I told her about the spankings I've given you and that you asked for them. However, I did leave out the belting you received this afternoon." He groaned as I dove as deeply as I could, to the point of gagging. Sam's hand on the back of my head was pushing down, not letting me pull back up. He held me there with the spongey head of his cock tickling the back of my throat until that feeling finally went away. Sam kept his cock right there at the back of my throat when he picked up the story again. "I think the best part of the conversation was when I told your mom about the time I pulled up to her house with you naked and horny in the passenger's seat. When I told her you didn't want to go in and say hello, she told me that I should have made you. She said she would have liked to see you like that." Sam paused to let that sink in. "That part of the conversation was pretty late in the evening after a few bottles of wine, so it may have been the liquor talking, but I don't think so." Taking my hair in his hands, he began fucking my mouth. Up and down I slid on his cock, feeling the swollen veins sliding on my tongue. My mouth filled with the taste of his precum. Tightening up my lips when I felt him getting close. "It's frightening how horny I got telling your mother those things. She must've been sopping wet when I left. I bet she's laying in bed right now fucking herself silly." And right then, he pushed my face down hard. I felt his fat cock head go just past my gagging point and enter my throat. My entire body spasmed wildly as I panicked being unable to breath. Sam then groaned deeply and shot his love directly down my throat and into my belly. He released my head after the first shot and I pulled off so I could breath. When I did, the next three blasts of his love squirted onto my lips, nose and chin while I caught my breath. I rose up and Sam smiled at me, "If your mother could see you now." I giggled and licked my lips. Sam reached and scooped the cum from my face onto his finger before feeding it to me. "Did you really tell her all those things?" I asked, afraid to know the answer. "Yes I did. And sweetheart, we made an agreement. She asked me to keep her informed on your behavior and well-being." With that I carefully leaned back onto the couch and slipped my hand under the shirt to touch myself. Sam smiled and watched me closely with a strange look on his face. It took me a while to realize what I'd done. "Oh Gawd! Um, Sam, is it okay if I touch myself?" An evil looking smile crept onto his face, "Looks like we're going shopping for a chastity belt." Naughty Boy! Ch. 02 This compliment of mine brought a broad smile to Mandy's gorgeous young face, as I knew it would, and she, as one would've expected, acceded to my request to leave the 'fuck-me' boots on. She did look very damn desirable in the platform shoes, I had to say, and it added inches onto her already quite formidable height. "What would you like now, huh?" Mandy asked me in a soft, teasingly sensuous voice - as though she didn't know what was forefront on my mind at that moment! "Come here, now!" I said in the sternest, most commanding voice I could muster, which to my surprise did not crack under the intense sexual pressure I felt myself under. I needed to have her, right there and then, but I was determined to remain in control and to take this whole thing one slow, careful step at a time. Following my command to the letter, Mandy was again standing right before me, her firm, supple young body glistening with sweat, her face flushed red with her obvious arousal and her firm, hardened nipples sticking out against the cups of her lace bra. She was breathing in short, ragged gasps, and was standing a little more on her right foot than her left for some reason... As I looked more closely at the crotch of her G-string briefs, too, I began to notice that Mandy had a sizable wet patch of moisture there. This couldn't have come from any other logical place than her pussy-gash. Mandy couldn't have been anything other than sexually aroused by the whole situation, of being displayed near nude in front of me and of being commanded to do my bidding. "Kneel before me, you worthless wrench, and suck on my big, fat cock," I growled, pulling back the foreskin from around the head of my 9" monster. A bead of clear white pre-cum began to billow up out of the bulbous head of my cock-shaft, and Mandy's right forefinger began to slide around the sensitive tip of my dong, spreading the salty fluid around the very end of my roger as I gasped and shuddered with pre-orgasmic pleasure. She then began to work her right hand around the length of my dong, using her hand to squeeze and tug on the girth of my prick as she wanked me off right in front of her, her big, doe-like eyes never leaving my own as she went to work on me. Then, as I felt myself begin to drift away on the waves of intense pleasure and begin to loose control of my very senses, Mandy dropped to her knees again before me and, with a broad smile planted on her glistening, ruby-red lips, engulfed the bulbous head of my prick into her mouth. Nibbling lightly on the helmeted head of my schlong as she sucked me back into her mouth with the strength of an industrial vacuum cleaner, Mandy pushed the forefinger of her right hand slowly into the tight, constrictive opening of my anus. I felt the tip of her tongue run around the tiny little opening of my dick-staff, then the base of it began to lick and rub at the sensitive helmet-tip, driving me wild with pleasure to the extent where I almost felt as though I was going to pass out. Lord Almighty, how good it felt to have this happening to me, after everything else in my life that was already going on! With Mandy's finger working its way slowly in and out of my ultra-sensitive asshole, not too deep to really cause me pain or discomfort but enough to really feel and enjoy the sensations, I was experiencing her blowjob on a new and entirely different level altogether, and felt as though I was working up to a big, super-strong orgasm a good deal quicker than I would have usually expected. Using her left hand to knead and massage my hefty, wrinkly ball-sacs as she pushed the forefinger of her right hand into my tight, squeezing anal cavity, Mandy began to open her mouth wider and take even more of my dick further down the back of her throat than she had ever managed to before, struggling successfully to fit that much more of my prick in and allowing me to reach my climactic that much faster by bringing me off with her oral talents any way that she could think of. There was some things Mandy did to me that I had never had done to me ever before in my life, by any woman who had been with me over the many years that I'd been sexually active. She was definitely the master of oral sex, and I could not hold out from her indefinitely... "HOLY CRAP, I'M GONNA CCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMM!!!" I wailed, grasping a firm, brutal hold of Mandy's long, curly hair and shoving my dick right down her throat as far as I could go, my cum-filled nuts slamming in hard against her chin as I felt wave after thick, gooey wave of erupting semen bursting out of my cock. My load of boiling jizz shot straight down Mandy's throat and, though for a few moments she was almost overwhelmed by the amount of love-splodge that was ejaculated from my dong and at one moment came close to choking, she did in the end manage to persevere, swallowing every last bit of my discharge. A job well done, all told, and because of that I was immensely proud of Mandy for it. When she had finally finished gulping back the last mouthful of my cock-cream, Mandy gave me a broad, happy smile, her eyes glimmering with merriment as she leaned forward and kissed me longingly on the lips. I could taste my own sperm on her lips and in her mouth, but that didn't disturb me all that much. "Strip out of your underwear, now..." I breathed in a short, husky voice, my face barely inches away from Mandy's. She closed her eyes and began to strip out of her skimpy, frilly undergarments, and I leaned forward as she unbuckled the back clasp of her bra to slide my tongue into her mouth. Reaching out as her bra dropped away from her outthrust breasts and slipped to the floor, I cupped one of Mandy's solid, pliable titties in my right hand and flicked the nipple teasingly, causing her to gasp and arch her back. Mandy was quite obviously aroused by my actions, and I knew that she wanted me to take her just as much as I wanted to myself. Sliding my right hand down over Mandy's smooth, flat stomach, I turned my attention to the dripping slit between my ex's legs, pushing and rubbing at her soaking wet snatch through the front of her G-string briefs til she was huffing and squirming about the place with a flushed, excited look on her face. Mandy was like putty in my hands as I played with her emotions like the consummate puppet-master, and I was easily able to use my knowledge of the female body, and the points of sexual desire which affected most women pleasurably, to bend her to my will... "Oh God yes, fuck..." Mandy gasped as she squirmed about while I pushed two saliva-slick fingers as far as I could into her cunt through the flimsy little patch of silk that was the front of her G-string panties. Girl-cum was pouring out of her twat, soaking into her briefs, running down her thighs, and covering my fingers and right hand with clear, sweet-tasting vaginal discharge. I hardly minded this at all, though. Soon enough, my fingers were making quite as loud squishing sound as I finger-fucked my gorgeous lover's tight, constricting smoo, driving her on to deeper cries of ecstasy and more intense pre-orgasmic exploits. "Ah fuck baby, your pussy's so tight!" I grunted admiringly, shoving my tongue forcefully down Mandy's throat as I lifted her up and bodily carried her over to one of the nearby couches. I deposited her down upon the leather upholstery unceremoniously and then proceeded to hurriedly strip out of my dank, sweaty clothing, exposing my glistening body to Mandy's lustrous gaze. She was basically salivating with desire by the time I was done, standing nude over the top of her, my eyes locked on her cum-soaked crotch, her privates covered by the barest of G-strings... Moving down between her long, silky smooth thighs, I pried Mandy's legs open and then moved down in between them, making sure that one was swung over either one of my shoulders as I dropped my head down into her dank, husky groin. The smell of womanly arousal permeated the area as I lowered my head down in between my old love's legs, then pulled her underwear to the side as I ran the base of my tongue up the outer opening of her twat, making sure to lick up as much of her clear, juicy pre-cum as I possibly could as I went. Working the tip of my tongue into the meaty, crinkled inner folds of her pussy as I pulled her flimsy panties down her legs and threw them aside without a care, I began to slowly, rhythmically lick and suck at Mandy's cunt-hole as she bucked and moaned softly with lust, her face scrunched up and her eyes glazed over with climactic pleasure as I went to work on her coochie. Sucking on the upper folds of her beaver and making sure to nibble lightly upon the hooded sheath of flesh that covered her clitoris, I soon had Mandy grunting and thrusting her pelvis up into my face as I ate out her snatch. "Fucking Christ, baby, yeah... do it, darling, lick me just like that... ahhhaa ffffuuccccckkkkkk!!!" Mandy moaned, grasping my head by a thick handful of my hair and forcing my face in hard against her pussy as I tongued her deeper still. Moving down past her pussy and down between the cheeks of Mandy's ass, which involved her having to be lying back on her upper back and shoulders with her butt sticking up in the air in front of me, I began to slide my tongue in and around the little puckered brown hole of her anus. The dank, sweaty cleft of her ass-cheeks was not as repulsive to me as many people might've thought - one of the major things that drew me to women were their asses, and I was definitely heavily butt-orientated, having been that way for almost all of my sexually-active life. Giving women rim-jobs, fingering or tasting assholes, and anal sex were all quite the norm for me, and I would definitely hold that against a woman that I was with if they weren't similarly inclined. I was well aware of the importance of sexual synch in a relationship, but so far in my life I was lucky to find that most ladies that I went with were more than happy to let me enjoy my anal fetish... Pulling the cheeks of Mandy's buttocks far apart, I spat a large mouthful of saliva into the gaping, slick bunghole, and then pushed in my right forefinger all the way to the knuckle. She gasped and arched her back off the couch, her eyes bulging wide open with shock and pleasure as her sensitive anal receptors picked up the multitude of sensations coursing through her clenching sphincter-hole. Grunting with bestial lust, Mandy reached down between her legs and vigorously diddled her budding, swollen clit as she came in a torrential splatter all over the place, her copious cunt-cream oozing out of her beet-red slit as her snatch overflowed with her climactic love-fluids. Jamming a couple of fingers into the swollen gash between her legs, Mandy frigged herself with intensity as I watched on, mesmerized and quite understandably very aroused at the finger-fucking display I was being given. After awhile, she raised the cum-slick fingers up to her lips and sucked the digits in her mouth, and then afterwards slid her hand back down between her thighs and resumed playing with her pulsating pussy. Mandy was quite turned on, totally lewd and unashamed now that she was beyond the point of no return and positively tingling all over with orgasmic delight. That was it - I was done with the preliminaries, it was time to get down to business! Raising myself up before her, positioning my firm, blood-gorged dick-stick at the entrance to her gaping, moist opening, I began to rub the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head of my dong up and down the dripping wet slit of Mandy's love-tunnel before slowly, timidly pushing into her tight, velvety cunt. Pushing slowly into her pussy for what seemed like an age, I finally bottomed out when the head of my prick pressed up against Mandy's pelvic bone. I could feel the contracting walls of her tight, soaking wet pussy squeeze my dong in a vice-like grasp, making me grunt and shudder with orgasmic lust. It almost had me passing out with pleasure as I fought to hold back the urge to cum inside her right there and then. I was seeing stars, and my vision was blurred by a tinge of red. Working my cock out of the saucy little redhead's stretched snatch, I began to vigorously rub the opening of her juicy, gaping twat, teasing her budding clit as I went. I could feel my stiff cock throbbing almost rhythmically with arousal, almost bringing me to the point of seeing stars and cumming where I stood all over the place. My cum-heavy balls were aching for some form of release - the teasing foreplay had had a very deep affect on my own arousal, and although I had already cum down Mandy's throat, I was pretty darn close to climaxing again. Moving back in and sliding my cock all the way up inside Mandy's tight, suctioning smoo, I began to ream my long dick-stick in and out of her aching snatch in steadily increasing thrusts. Sweat coursed down off my brow and poured out of the pores of my skin all over, mixing with the sweat that was coming off Mandy's body as we fucked. Where our skin connected and rubbed together, the sweat was the worst, all squishy and uncomfortable to bear. We were becoming steadily hotter and forced to bear more discomforts as or coupling continued, but neither Mandy nor I had any intention of stopping our activities any time soon, considering the fact that she was building up to yet another orgasmic discharge and I was about to cum again on my own account. Again with her legs up over my shoulders, I pounded my quite-sizable schlong in and out of Mandy Swanson's well-stretched pussy, making her grunt and moan as I kept on hitting her G-spot. My thrusts into her were at the perfect angle to really stimulate her clit, and it was paying off for the both of us in quite pleasurable dividends. Her snatch was squeezing and milking my cock in ways I had never imagined possible, and in turn I was bringing about Mandy's climax far quicker than I had thought possible, even with more than a healthy dose of optimism... we were moving like a well-oiled machine. Finally feeling the orgasmic climax I had known was coming for so awhile now, Mandy grasped hold of me around the lower back and sunk her fingernails deep into my skin as she cried out with ecstasy. Her vagina squeezed my dick quite hard as she came, milking my dong with insistent vigour and deft skilfulness. I closed my eyes tight and tried to think of something, anything, to help me hold back my own orgasmic release, but the sensations I was feeling and the need to cum that gripped my own loins was overwhelming, and something that not even the strongest of wills could fight against. With a long, wailing cry of release, I came with a mighty flood of dick-seed into my ex-girlfriend Mandy's clutching cunt, filling her twat up to the bring with my jizz and blasting ropes of love-spunk into the depths of her vaginal passage. My potent semen was shot straight towards Mandy's fertile womb, but then I was sure that she was well aware of this fact and had taken the necessary preventative measures to ensure that nothing untoward occurred... for example, say, me knocking her up! That would most definitely be most unexpected, and a quite unwanted hindrance, to both of our lives. "Wow, Kenny... that was really something..." Mandy breathed, giving me a broad grin and a quirky little wink when I looked over at her. I pulled myself off her body and dropped down with a long, disgruntled sigh onto the couch, overcome by exhaustion and a sense of comfortable emptiness. My balls were devoid of their baby-batter so I was able to have a break... Mandy manoeuvred herself around on the couch so that her face was right above my flaccid cock, and she began to slowly, gently lick and suck her way around the bulbous, mushroom-head, making sure to slurp up and savour the combined mixture of our sex-fluids. "Oh my, Mandy... it's like we've never been apart!" I groaned, feeling, much to my own amazement, my limp prick begin to twitch in her mouth, which was the most telltale sign of renewed life in the flaccid phallus. I could hardly believe that I'd managed to recover from my last orgasm so quickly, but then again, Mandy did have a magic mouth, and I was more than a little eager to sink that cock of mine into her alluringly tight-looking asshole. I prayed to Christ that I had enough time to do that, at least, before Mom came back from the shops and ruined things... man, if Charlie was willing to give me a piece of his own fiancé's gorgeous body in exchange for another go at our friendship, than he was definitely worth getting to know again! This was too unbelievable for words, for sure, and almost too surreal to believe... if it wasn't happening to me I wouldn't be able to believe it! But then, I should know and understand more than anybody that life sometimes had its little surprises, and not everything conformed to neat little definitions and standards... there always is those shades of grey to everything in the world around us, that's what makes it so interesting to be alive. ## When my mother Erica came home, pulling into the garage and shutting the garage-doors with her car remote, I strode out to meet her through the attachment that connected the car-ports to the house, not bothering to put on a stich of clothing. Mandy had already left in her car, but I had written down both her number and Charlie's so I would be able to get in contact with them in the future, and she had been willing to let me keep her cum-soaked G-string panties as a souvenir, which I was grateful for. When I met her out in the garage, around the back of the sedan starting to unload the boot of her shopping for the morning, I gave Erica a start because I had been so quiet, moving along without any shoes on. She jumped back with alarm, but then once she saw whom it was standing in the semi-darkness of the garage inclosure, she smiled and burst out laughing. "Jeez, Kenny! What, are you trying to kill your poor old mother by giving me a heart attack or something?" she asked me with a mischievous grin, shaking her head as though she found something wrong with my actions, while at the same time keeping her head down so that I couldn't see the laughter reflected in her eyes. But I knew my Mom well and knew when something deeply amused her - this was one of those occasions. Though she might have been genuinely frightened at first, the accidental scare had gotten her all fired up now and ready to go. She suddenly noticed the fact that I was naked, and reached out to cup my flaccid prick, squeezing its thick girth lightly before dropping it back, where it swayed back and forwards between my legs. "Eager today, are we?" Mom asked me, smiling broadly with warmth, and not a little but a considerable amount of arousal of her own, as my veiny, red-hot prick began to lengthen and swell in her grasp. "You must've missed me not being here for you this morning, since I've been here of late every morning for you! You poor darling! I'm so sorry, darling, please let me help you..." I smiled and nodded quickly, giving me my immediate consent. Erica dropped down straight away in front of me and, cold concrete floor and all, began to give me a wet, sloppy blowjob, running her tongue around the sensitive head of my cock and probing the tiny little piss-slit at its tip. I was soon gasping and rocking my hips forward, forcing my dong further down her throat as pre-cum continued to billow out of my dick-rod. Waves of pleasure were coursing through my system as I felt my cum-heavy balls begin to throb with my ensuring orgasm. I knew that I was about to cum - that was a given. I could feel it building up within the very soul of my being, and soon enough my swaying nut-sacs began to erupt as my orgasm overtook me. Naughty Boy! Ch. 02 Blast after blast of thick, choking hot cum shot out of my throbbing, twitching prick and went straight down my mother's guzzling throat. She didn't even hesitate in drinking back my spunk, her eyes bulging a little bigger in their sockets as she struggled to swallow all of my jizz. But she wound up keeping a considerable amount of my thick, gooey dick-sludge in her mouth without gulping it all back immediately. Pulling my limp schlong out of my Mom's mouth, I stared down at her with nothing but total and utter love in my heart for her as she smiled back at me with her eyes, keeping her mouth hanging open. She tilted her head back, and I leaned over to spit a large glob of saliva straight from my mouth and down to hers below... Erica swallowed the mouthful of love-fluid straight down her throat, leaving me standing over her panting and covered in sweat. I couldn't help but grin at my beloved mother sheepishly, completely and utterly captivated by how gorgeous she was all the time... when we were in the middle of some of the most debauched sex I could have ever have imagined, she seemed even hotter and more alluringly innocent than ever! I picked up my stunning Mom and kissed her hard on the lips, sliding my thrusting tongue down her throat as I reached out with both hands to squeeze and cup her breasts through the front of her thin blouse. I could feel my mother Erica's 36F-cups filling out in my hands quite nicely indeed, and made sure to tweak and flick the hardening nipples until I had her gasping and moaning with pleasure from my ministrations. Pressing in against her and forcing her slowly back on her feet, I began to direct my mother back in the direction that I wanted her to go, until the small of Erica's back was pressing back hard against the front bonnet of my sports sedan. I kept on pressing my hands up against my Mom's breasts, cupping her boobs in my grasp and leaning in again to kiss her again, though it was a little more softly this time around. My boner was soon sticking up towards the sky again as my arousal grew and my prick swelled up. Pulling the skin back off the head of my schlong, I then reached down with one hand and squeezed my mother Erica's firm, well-toned butt underneath her short little mini-skirt through her thin cotton panties. I loved the feel of my Mom's ass, and pushed my hand in between the full, firm globes of Erica's butt-mounds to make her moan and grunt with animalistic pleasure. Yanking down her panties hurriedly, then with monstrous, primal urgency tugging my gorgeous lover's blouse up over her head to bear her huge, bulging mammaries to my ravenous gaze, I manoeuvred myself hurriedly in between Erica's legs and positioned my stiff, swollen cock-knob at the gaping wet entrance to my mother's cooze. Deciding that a slow, rhythmic fucking was in order, I eased my prick into Erica's tight, constricting cunt, feeling the heat and the suffocating wetness all around my throbbing dick-tool as I worked my way in and out of her twat. Oh God, it was incredible! I could hardly breathe, the pleasure was so intense, and within a few brief moments we were working ourselves up together by moving as one in silent tandem with our driving thrusts, as though we were not two separate people but one perfectly coordinated, well-oiled machine... Kissing my Mom hard on the mouth, I began to work my dick in a bit further, really hitting Erica's G-spot and making her gasp and shudder with lust. Her velvety vadge squeezed my prick to the point where I thought I was about to pass out, and I shuddered all over with the overwhelming urge to cum gripping me... I fought back against this desire, pressing my long forefinger slowly into Erica's asshole and making her scream out loud with animalistic pleasure as she came with utter abandonment on the end of my cock. As she orgasmed with a flourish, my huge swollen prick jammed all the way up her tight, dripping coochie, I lifted my mother up and began bouncing around the indoor garage with her, bouncing her up and down on my straining penis as she shuddered and gasped with utter unashamed, open passion. There was now nothing more to our lovemaking than the sheer primal lust of our passionate coupling - no more refinement, no more uniform order, and no more trepidation. I just raised and lowered Erica up and down on my huge prong of turgid man-meat, and she in turn began to really holler right by my right ear, almost deafening me with her piercing racket. Her pussy squeezed and milked my dong as she began to really get into the sensations that I knew my dick was giving her as I stretched her smoo to its breaking point, filling her up with my bulging prick and bringing tears of joy to her eyes as she came. Cum billowed out of Erica's straining, bloated cunt-hole and poured down over both of our legs and over my genitalia as we moved in tandem together, our bodies streaked with sweat and our muscles straining in exertion. "OH FUCK ME, OH JESUS FUCKING CCCCHHHHHHIIIISSTTTT!!! I'M GONNA CCCCUUUUUMMMMMM!!!" my Mother bellowed at the top of her lungs. I suddenly let go of her firm, meaty ass, which I had been holding her up on my dick by holding on to, keeping my hands near her but not actually propping her up anymore because I wanted her to enjoy the sudden sensation of being filled up to the bring with my dick at a moment when she was least suspecting it, but that it would have the most impact on her. It did, sending the gorgeous, mature Mama right over the edge... she screamed and shuddered with climactic pleasure, arching her back and clawing at me as the orgasm rocked through her whole body. "Fucking hell..." I grunted, thrusting my cock in and out of her pulsating snatch as I went over to a nearby workbench, and lifted her up and onto a cleared bit of workspace on the bench. Driving my dick in and out of her saturated smoo, I had Erica's body trembling with lust as I took her body and gave it everything I had. I was going to cum again pretty soon, I was pretty sure of that, but this time I wanted to hold back a little bit longer... Leaning down to slurp and suck on each one of my Mom's tits with berserk abandon, I kept thrusting my hips back and forward with every driving lunge into her tight wet twat, then tugged her head back roughly and spat a second mouthful of spit into her dirty, lovely mouth, which she promptly swallowed like the good little slut she was. "I'm gonna lick your dirty fucking cunt, you bitch! You'll like that, wouldn't ya? Your very own son, licking your soaking wet pussy... that'll turn you on, eh?" I spat out, leaning in to slide my tongue into her mouth again and French kiss my hot and horny Mom, something I found myself doing at nearly every opportunity. While I reamed her out up on the workbench my stepfather used on the rare occasions when he felt the need to be Mr. Fix-It and got all hands-on with his repairs, I slid my right forefinger back around Mom's smooth, firm meaty buttocks and pressed the finger again up her tight little bum-hole. It was a strange sensation, to have my dick driving in and out of my very own mother Erica's smoo while I finger-fucked her tight little anus at the same time, but there was definitely one thing about the whole situation that I could not deny - it was fucking incredible! My blue balls were positively aching with the insurmountable desire to cum deep inside my Mom's throbbing twat, and, although I was pretty sure that I could still give it to her for quite a while without loosing control and orgasming before I was ready to, I pulled my cum-slick schlong out of her just to be on the same side. Dropping down in front of Erica, who was still slouching over on the wooden workbench, utterly drained of her strength and literally fucked into oblivion from my relentless punishment, I was the one who was forced to bear the cold concrete as I propped myself up on my knees and leaned in to lick my new incestuous lover's dripping wet snatch. Running my tongue through the thick, fleshy pink folds of Erica Thompson's pussy, I began to gently suck on her meaty outer vulval-lips, nibbling on them lightly which caused waves of incredible pleasure coursing through my mother's straining, sweat-drenched body. She muttered incoherent endearments as she thrust her pelvis out hard against my face, almost smothering me to death with her pussy - all things considered, not a terrible way to go in my books! I slurped and sucked on her dripping vadge with all the deft skilfulness I could muster, making Erica shudder and squirm with pleasure as she grunted softly and began to gasp in short, ragged breaths. Her eyes were bulging and her mouth hung open ever-so-slightly - I could see these little details from where I was, my mouth planted on her twat in between my mother's long, smooth thighs. It was a truly glorious experience... There wasn't anything on this world sweeter than a gorgeous woman's hot, wet pussy... at least I thought that was the case, anyway. I loved to muff-dive, and I thought there was little else that I'd ever experienced that came close to the sheer joy I got out of making a woman cum with my mouth and my tongue. Erica got the full brunt of my years of practice at the art of licking pink pussies, and she was melting like butter under the intense, skilful barrage of my long, darting tongue. I looked up at her from where I was crouching, in between Erica's legs, and gave my mother a broad smile and a wink as I lifted my mouth up off her dripping slit for the first time in quite a while, to suck in a long, deep breath of fresh air. I could see by the dreamy, far-away look in Mom's eyes that she was definitely 'enjoying the moment', as it were... I had never in my wildest dreams imagined life to be any hotter. Sex with my ex-girlfriend Mandy, a woman I had thought had been gone from my life forever, and now I was getting my Mom Erica in a hot, passionate incest-fuck in the afternoon... could life be any grander for a horny young sonofabitch like myself? I fuckin think not! "Baby, please... put your mouth back on my pussy! I need you to keep licking me, darling, I'm so close to cumming now!" Erica begged me, reaching out with both hands to gently cup my face and lightly pull me back down between her legs. I knew that there was no way I could get out of my commitments now... I had to keep on slurping at her snatch til she came, there could be no way around it! Although I wasn't exactly dreading the task, I wasn't really looking forward to it either. I wanted to try something else, something different, and this was getting me much too worked up for my own good... My cock was throbbing and twitching achingly, jutting out from between my own legs and swaying back and forwards as I moved around the place. It was a pretty obscene sight to behold - my highly aroused dick swaying backwards and forwards, the foreskin pulled back, the bulging red mushroom-like head of my cock exposed, slick with pre-cum. I needed to sink my cock back into some tight, wet pussy, or maybe I could slide it back into Erica's slurping mouth again... I needed to do something else, anything else, to help relieve the intense pressure that I was under now. My nut-sacs were way beyond the stage of being called 'blue' - it was lucky I hadn't already passed on to the next life or something, because I'd been under so much sexual stimulation and hadn't cum yet in such a considerable amount of time. But I didn't just have to worry about my own pleasure, oh no... Mom wanted me to lick her snatch until she came, and that was fine! Her wish would always be my command, as I would do anything at all for the woman I loved. I'd go through hell for this woman, this heavenly creature who'd given me life, and who'd cared for me, moulding and protecting me against all harm, giving me all that I needed in life and asking for little in return... Our love was eternal, and utterly infallible. Returning my focus to my mother's dripping cooze, I began to knead and lap at the budding hood of flesh which shielded Erica's budding clitoris, causing her to gasp and tremble ever-so-gently with barely-perceived pleasure. I grunted to myself, and then unleashed the full arsenal of techniques at my disposal to bring about sexual stimulation of that clit... It didn't take long before I was moaning with my own pleasure, lapping at Erica's gaping cunt like a madman as she orgasmed, her sweet clear pussy-juices flooding my mouth with their incredible nectar as she climaxed in a huff and a primal, animalistic roar. Her hair hanging back in wild, dishevelled strands and her wild eyes bulging in her skull, Erica looked as though she had really had the Big One... and I could attest to the fact that she had - most of her wondrous girly-cum wound up in my mouth and, soon afterwards, down my throat! "OOOOHHHH YYYYEEAAAAAHHH!!!" Erica gasped, jerking and shuddering two or three final times as the climax subsided, and I gave her a couple more departing licks before lifting my head up and away from her coochie, and rose up onto my own two feet again in front of her. "Ah, thank-you so much, my darling boy! You are so wonderful to me!" "Yeah, baby, I know!" I said straight back to her with a cocky, confident smile of my own, knowing that I was 'all-that' and loving it! But I had my priorities now, and the most important, pressing issue at that immediate point in time in my life was the need that I had to empty my scrotal sacs, right there and then, preferably in one of my Mom's three accommodating orifices... but then suddenly, as though I had been hit by a thunderbolt from the gods themselves, inspiration struck. "You wouldn't mind a bit of anal now, would you?" "Oh no, baby... in fact, that sounds just perfect!" Erica cooed in that soft, infinitely sexy voice of hers, making me gasp and shudder even though we weren't actually touching... the sound of her sultry voice was like smooth, caressing fingers running up and down my spine. I was on a razor's edge of lust, so close to actually cumming but yet so far from the release that I so desperately needed. I felt incredible - so horny and on fire on the inside, yet also so far from the orgasmic release that I desired that it felt like I was slowly dying... Erica quickly rolled around on the wood workbench, presenting her firm, round, full ass to me, and I dropped down immediately again and spread her butt-cheeks open to my ravenous gaze. Bending forwards eagerly, I slowly, lavishly began to lick my way around the dirty rim of my mother Erica's asshole, tasting the dank, smelly residue of her rear-end as I pushed the tip of my tongue slowly into her tight butt-plug. It was a tight fit, but over time, her constrictive sphincter began to give in to my working, and soon enough I had my tongue buried deep into Mom's anus and I was slurping and sucking on her anus with a relish. I was a real dirty young man with a major anal fetish, and it was my mother's asshole that I lusted after above all others... Call me sick, call me perverted, I don't care... she was mine, and I was hers, and we could me as tender and as filthy with each other when we made love as we liked because we loved and trusted each other. As I tongued out her dirty rectum, Mom squirmed around with luscious delight, moaning and grunting with animalistic pleasure as I tongue-fucked her bum-hole. It was so dirty and perverted, so totally unpleasant in the abject sense, that I found it to be one of the most arousing sexual acts imaginable and could hardly get enough of the taste of a woman's ass! But I quickly realised that Erica's anal duct was moist and lubricated enough for the job, and, the consummate professional that I was, immediately moved up into position, moving my rigid penis into place and then slowly sliding the head of my schlong into her tight, squeezing rectum. The bulbous cock-knob pressed in against the outer ring of Erica's anus but didn't immediately slip in - it took a couple of good pushes in from me to finally get the head of my dick-shaft into her butt-hole, but then once the mushroom-shaped tip finally plopped into her back-end, it was smooth sailing on from there as my mother's anus stretched out a little to accommodate the side of my invading phallus. I had to stop a couple of times as I attempted to bury the entire length of my cock in her bunghole, both because Erica's tight rectum wasn't open enough that that point to take me any further inside or and, at one or two moments during the proceedings, because her vice-like asshole was milking my prick so well that I felt as though I was going to cum if I went any further. It wasn't all that long before Erica, now with her very own son's bulging, straining 9" cock buried to the hilt in her anus, stretching it to its utter extremities, began to cum with a torrential cry of utter primal abandonment, tears of utter ecstatic pleasure coursing through her frame as she jutted and thrashed about with wild, orgasmic delight. Grunting with bestial desire, she began to buck back against me as I drove into her asshole, making my dong slide all the further into her tight, well-stretched rectum with each thrust. After about the twentieth deep anal-thrust, I pulled my cock out of my mother's rectum and quickly moved around until my dick was swinging backwards and forwards near her head. Not needing me to say a word of encouragement, Erica reached down with one hand to cup my rigid dick-stick and moved down to suck on the head of my schlong with her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down on my cock a few times, making sure to slobber around quite considerably and ensuring that she had slimed it up quite a bit, Erica opened her mouth until it was gaping wide open and took the entire length of my prick into her straining mouth. My dong slid down the back of her throat, and her tongue swirled around it like crazy. She went absolutely crazy, slurping and sucking on my cock as if she was starved for dick and needed my man-sludge NOW! I could feel her tongue on my rigid roger everywhere, and it was driving me positively wild with lust. But then, just as I felt myself beginning to be carried away with the masterful blowjob, my mother had moved her mouth away and had positioned herself back for some more deep anal... Sighing almost regretfully, I moved back around behind my Mom and shoved my cock right up her lubed, stretched asshole again, buggering her brutally up the backdoor again while she grunted and gasped in lustful pleasure, diddling her clit like crazy with her right hand while keeping herself propped up on the workbench with her left hand. "Oh yeah darling, fuck my Goddamn asshole raw!" Erica groaned, and I shuddered with barely-repressed climactic pleasure as I felt my Mom's rectum squeezing my cock tightly as I drove in and out of her ass. "Ah yeh, fuck ya Mama's tight fuckin butt, you nasty motherfucker! Ooohhh I love you so much, darling!" Reaching down under her jerking, swaying body with my left hand, I squeezed Erica's swinging tit and pinched its nipple almost to the point of inflicting pain. I then raised my right hand high above my head and held it there, pausing to savour the moment... Mom had no idea what was coming, but I knew she'd love it because I knew what she got off on in the bedroom. Swinging in with the palm of my hand, I slapped my mother Erica's right ass-cheek as I pounded her stretched anus, which made her cry out in a heady mixture of pleasure and pain, and sent her tumbling over the edge of ecstasy as she came with a mighty cry of release, trickling streams of gleet dribbling out of her gaping cunt and down her thighs as I reamed her back-hole out. Pulling my prick out of my Mom's gaping, crimson-red shithole, I spat a glob of saliva out of my mouth over her butt and let it dribble down on a long string to pool around her puckered, brown bum-hole. Naughty Boy! Ch. 02 Then I moved two fingers of my right hand down and pushed them straight into her well-lubed, stretched anus. It was incredible, but I could immediately tell that I had much more yet to offer to my horny, monstrously aroused and ravenous mother, and I was more than willing to see how far I could go, and how far I could push the boundaries... Moving down so that I could look up from near the ground and get a real good look at Erica's gaping butt-hole and pussy as I frigged her tight, suctioning anus, I reached up with my left hand and pushed a probing finger into the depths of Mom's sucking, moist wet moot. Driving the digit as far as I could into her pussy, all the way in til it felt as though the tip of my finger had neared the back of my love's squeezing twat and things were really beginning to get hot and moist in there, it felt pretty damn strange, with a couple of fingers of my other hand buried up her rear-end at the same time... Finger-fucking both of her openings at the same time, sending Erica Thompson careening over the edge of pleasure and falling away as she screamed and hollered and shuddered with mind-blowing, orgasmic ecstasy, I grunted to myself as I felt my balls begin to empty their discharge right there and then. Oh fucking Jesus, I was cumming! I really didn't have all that much forewarning this time, so it was a pretty darn hurried time I had of it indeed, moving with a hurried motion back up into a standing position and sliding my cock all the way into Erica's tight, squeezing anus. Thrusting in and out of her back-end about a half-dozen times, I finally felt cum exploding out of the end of my prick and fill up Mommy's straining, well-fucked asshole with my dick-jizz. Her bowels bloated with my spunk, I felt my darling Mom shudder and orgasm yet again as Erica felt my hot cock-cream fill her insides. With a long, contented sigh, I pulled my limp, cum-covered schlong out of my mother's gaping wet asshole and, somehow, managed to stagger towards the door, which led from the indoor garage into the house itself. I didn't check that Erica was following me into the house, but knew she was anyway. Clothes, the last load of shopping... none of that mattered to us anymore. We just wanted to lie down on a nice, soft, comfortable bed again and rest... for the next round, of course! We dropped down onto the big, soft king-sized bed that Erica shared with her husband Roger, and I immediately felt fatigue take its course, numbing my mind and dulling my senses, lulling me off to sleep. Just before we finally did drift off to sleep, Erica found the energy to crawl down between my legs and suck lightly on my cock, running her tongue all around the length of my limp dick as she made sure to lick up all of our combined love-sauce and gulp back the heady mixture. I sighed contentedly as I felt her wet, sucking mouth on my schlong. I was too tired to think about it all that much, and she wasn't into giving me pleasure at that time but rather simply willing to clean up my cock with her mouth... After a little while, just a minute or so, Erica moved up on the bed to join me. I wrapped my arms protectively around the gorgeous, mature babe's body, squeezing her lightly in my grasp as we began to drift away and let the darkness take us... I wondered idly before I drifted off to sleep whether I would dream while I slept, and whether my dreams would be full of attractive woman and would be all about hot, steamy porn-style sex. Somehow, I doubted this. I felt as though I was already living out a porno movie. One of the damn hottest fuckin pornos I could've possibly have imagined, at that! ## In the end, I wound up telling Mom about what had happened between my ex-girlfriend, Mandy Swanson, and me before she'd come home from the shops the very next day, around lunchtime, because I'd felt so damn guilty about it all and I couldn't keep it inside me anymore. Erica, smiling broadly, had immediately stopped making the beef and cheese sandwiches she was buttering up for the two of us and moved around the kitchen bench to wrap her arms around my neck and kiss me deep on the mouth. After our lips had pulled away and we were both able to talk again, finally catching our breath, she spoke her peace. "Look, baby, you are an adult and I am a married woman... your mother, no less! Now, we're living here in Newark, and people know us. We have friends and family who know who we are and know we're blood relatives. So we can never be a couple together outside of the safety of our home! And I'm married to your stepfather Roger, and although I know he doesn't hold a candle to your abilities in the bedroom, I still love him deeply, as do you... we can't hurt him so deeply, it would destroy him to know we are together. So, there can never be a real life for the two of us..." I couldn't believe what I was hearing from my mother, the only woman I believed I could ever love... she was killing me with her words, as though she was driving a knife into my heart and watching on with cold, unreadable eyes as I died right before her, because I thought she was calling things off, leaving me out in the lurch with my heart on the chopping block. She could see the pain in my eyes, and must have realised my fears, the intelligent, perceptive woman that she was... hurriedly, Erica tried to reassure me with smooth, calming words of comfort. "No, honey, I'm not calling things off darling... I couldn't even if I had a mind to! I can't stand the thought of not being with you now, fucking me with that lovely, big fat baseball-bat dick of yours! I love you so very much, baby boy, and you'll always have a place in my sex life now, for as long as you want to screw your old Mom..." "You're not that old, Mom!" I shot back, visibly relieved that it wasn't my worst fear come true as I'd first believed. "I want you to make love to other women, darling... I don't mind it if you want to keep fucking my sister Yvette, or that Mandy woman, or any girl that takes your fancy. All I want for my baby is for you to be happy, okay?" "Oh Jeez, Mom, you're wonderful!" I exclaimed, kissing her fleetingly on the lips. "I know, hon," she replied with a quirky little smile, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Oh yeah, Mom... you never got around to the surprise that you'd promised me!" "Ah, you hadn't forgotten! I thought that you might have..." Erica said with a broadening grin. "Okay... I'll tell ya what. Tonight, after dinner and a movie, I'll give you that surprise that I promised, alright?" "Alright..." I said with a smirk of my own. Something in my gut told me that this 'surprise' Mom had in store for me was going to be something for the ages! ## Aunt Yvette had gotten in contact with me around dinnertime at last by calling my mobile phone. I was helping Mom put on a roast and set the table when the phone went off in my pocket, and I hurriedly pulled it out and looked at the LCD panel. When I saw who it was on the caller ID screen, I smiled and turned to look at Erica, who was already looking at me inquisitively. "It's Aunt Yvette... probably wanting to know what was going on and how we were both doing since last week!" "I think we're going pretty damn fine, thank-you very much!" Erica said playfully, giving me a good pinch on my right ass-cheek as she slipped by me. I smiled at her and shook my head as I thumbed the TALK button. "Hello, Kenny here. Go!" "Kenny! I got you, good! It's Yvette," my Aunt said in a short, clipped voice, obviously strained with stress. I smiled broadly. "How's it going over there? Is Erica alright, is she taking things well even now, after a week?" "Ah, yeah, she's taking things quite well, in a manner of speaking..." I said, letting my voice trail off. I wanted to leave her out there in a lurch, hanging there in the breeze a bit and stewing on the inside on her own fears and self-doubts. "In a manner of speaking...? What in God's name does that mean?" Aunt Yvette asked, the panic plainly evident now in her voice. "Please, is everything alright? I don't need this, on top of the pregnancy too..." "What? You're pregnant?" I exclaimed disbelievingly, right in front of Mom and everything, who gasped out loud and almost fell over on the floor in front of me. "When did you find out? Do you think I'm the one who knocked you up?" "I'm sure that you're the father, darling... you're the only man that I've been with without contraceptives of late... are you pleased?" "Of course I am, Aunt Yvette! I'm just a little taken aback, of course, you must understand that..." I said to her, reeling at the huge news she had just informed me of. I could hardly get my head around it... I was going to be a father! And the woman who was giving birth to my child was my Aunt! "So, Kenny, is everything alright with your mother? Is she alright still about the two of us?" By this time, Mom had collected herself together again and was indicating for me to pass the phone back over to her. I nodded my head in ascent. "Look, Aunt Yvette, I think it's fine with her still... now look, she's right here now. I'll put you onto her right now to have a chat, and to talk it out amongst yourselves." I passed the mobile telephone over to Erica and went into the lounge room to think, dinner forgotten, everything forgotten... the only thing that kept going through my mind again and again was those three words Yvette had told me, just before: YOU'RE THE FATHER. Those three words that were destined to change my life forever... When she came into the lounge room from the kitchen, my mother's face was booming with excitement, and she looked happier than I had ever seen her for a very long time. She raced over to me and leapt into my arms, wrapping herself around my neck and jamming her tongue down my throat in a deep, passionate French kiss. Breaking away from me after a long while of tongue-lashing, Erica Thompson smiled broadly at me, her only child, and gave me a tight hug. "I'm so happy for you both I could scream to the heavens with joy..." she exclaimed. "I assured my sister that everything was fine between the two of us and that I was very excited for her expected child. It makes me so proud that you were the one to give her such a special gift, my son..." I could hardly believe it - my mother was tearing up over the fact that I had impregnated her younger sister! This was incredible! After a little while, in which Mom had to fight back the urge to burst out sobbing uncontrollably, she continued on with what she had to say. "Aunt Yvette should be coming over tomorrow night for dinner... Roger won't be back from his business trip until Thursday, so we have plenty of time to work things out. I explained to her that you and I have become lovers as well and she is very understanding. But you have to be there now for your Aunt, Kenny. Especially now that you have a child with her on the way." "I know, Mom, I know... I'm just so pleased this is all alright with you," I said to her, with all sincerity. "There is no other woman on this planet that is more special to me, and that I could ever love more, than you..." Erica, grinning at me lovingly, didn't try to hold back the tears this time - it would have been a loosing battle. ## The roast dinner went down splendidly and, two bottles of bubbly white wine downed later, we were sitting on the rugged carpet in front of the television, watching a pretty hot XXX porno DVD. As I kissed Erica softly and sensuously on her slightly parted lips, my right hand slid down the bare skin of her back, all the way to the point where the cleft of her ass began. Pressing into this valley between the firm globes of her firm, rounded buttocks with the forefinger of my right hand, I shoved my tongue as far into my mother's wet, sucking mouth as I could at the same time. She was going nuts in my arms, really gagging for a good seeing-to, and I was more than happy to give it to her, fuelled on by the entire incredible day's worth of unbelievable events... We had stripped out of our clothing and retreated together to the lounge room to watch a hot and steamy porno after dinner, and now, as Jenna Jameson and Briana Banks shared some lucky stud's bulging, solid dick-stick between them, giving him the most incredibly wet, skilful blowjob I had ever seen in a skin-flick, I felt my Mom Erica began to squeeze and pull on my own 9" prick as she was getting horny and wet herself. I let out a low groan of agonized pleasure as she flicked the very sensitive tip of my cock with one of her long nails, smiling at me devilishly all the while. Then, she began to spread a bit of the pre-cum that had started to boil up out of the piss-slit around the head of my swollen dong, afterwards lifting the slick digit up to her mouth to suck the essence of my arousal off into her mouth. Her humungous mammaries, 36F-cup beasts of boob-tastic fun, swelled out over my hands as I squeezed and kneaded them both quite strongly, making sure to handle her ultra-sensitive nipples pretty hard because I knew the rough trade was a sure-fire way to turn Erica on. She was wet and dripping with arousal, sure, but I wanted much more out of my horny minx Mom before I gave her what she really wanted... "Oh Lord Almighty, this is so wrong yet so good..." she gasped out loud, squirming around quite a bit in my arms as we embraced. "Hey babe, what was this surprise that you've been promising me so much of late, huh?" I asked my Mom softly, nibbling gently on her left earlobe as I pressed my cock in hard against the palm of her hand, which forced back the foreskin from around my dick-knob foreskin, making a long spurt of pre-cum erupt out of my schlong and shoot right up her arm. "Ah, yeah... I'll just go and get it for you, love." Erica got up onto her feet and hurriedly shot out of the room, her gorgeous, round meaty ass swaying sexily back and forwards as she walked out. She was damn foxy, even though she was getting on in the years... none of that showed on my beloved Mom, but the experience definitely did, especially when it came to sex! I could never imagine my sex life without her now; it just wouldn't be the same without her dynamic presence. When she came back into the room, my jaw dropped in total and utter disbelief - she was not alone, but in fact had brought an equally naked Jasmine Beckham into the room as well! Jasmine was a close friend of my Mom Erica since they'd been in high school together, and they were both happily married to rich, successful business-orientated men in their 50s. She was an extremely youthful, attractive-looking woman of 36 years, who had managed to keep fit and trim by doing aerobics, working out at the gym, running and playing sports... especially tennis. Both she and my Mom had a real love for playing outdoor tennis - they were in fact doubles partners at their local country club, where the rich, socialite-types went to mingle. I'd always had a bit of a crush on Mrs Beckham, and now that Mom had seemingly brought her here to get in on the action, it seemed like she herself was more than happy for me to make my wishes come true! "Well, aren't you going to come say hello?" Jasmine Beckham asked in a friendly yet playfully mocking voice, standing a little bit more on her right foot than her left as she strutted in front of me. She definitely had a model's body, and the face of a Greek goddess... I could see why my stepfather's very good friend and business acquaintance Trevor Beckham had decided to marry the ex-supermodel about 15 years ago, when he was starting to hit it big himself. She had long, shiny and straight jet-black hair, without a strain of grey in sight, and bright blue eyes that sparkled with colour and exuberant life. With long, smooth slim legs and a small, firm butt that just wouldn't quit, Jasmine was really fine up until that point... but it was her tits that were something really special. I had always had a pretty damn good notion that they'd be something else to see when she was naked and exposed to my gaze, but nothing could properly prepare me for how utterly delectable they actually did look. They were big, pointed cones of luscious booby-flesh, tipped with large, swollen, dark-brown nipples that I just ached to lick and suck at. A heavenly mix of black and Vietnamese, Jasmine was a truly incredible example of perfect feminine beauty, an irresistible blending of physical strength and smooth womanly grace. With a body that was bronzed and smooth to the touch, as well as being sculptured and well-toned from intense physical trials, Jasmine was a real pin-up babe, one of those one-in-a-million beauties who had the world at their feet and could go as far in life as they so desired. It took a lot for another woman to make friends with someone like Jasmine, but I knew they had been friends since they'd been young girls, and that their bond of friendship was a very deep thing indeed and would probably be able to stand up to any trial or tribulation. As my gaze focused in on the gorgeous exotic sex-bomb's dripping wet snatch, I could see that Jasmine's meaty outer vulval-lips were in fact light brown in colour, which was definitely not like most women's twats I'd seen over the years. But as she reached down with her right hand, parted the outer lips of her smoo, and slid the forefinger of that hand deep into her soaking vadge, I could see that she was just as pink on the inside as all the other babes that'd come before her and I was jolted into action. Before I quite realised in my own mind that I was moving at all, I was standing in front of the two horny, pretty mature babes. I wrapped my right arm around Jasmine's waist and pulled her hard up against my body, then reached over with my left hand and slipped it around behind my mother's back to cup one of the full, meaty cheeks of her bum. "Hi there, Mrs Beckham..." I said softly, my breath blasting across Jasmine's parted lips, before I leaned in and kissed her gently on her mouth. I could feel her full, luscious breasts, about a 34D-cup by my estimation, pressing against my chest as we embraced, and could even feel her heart tapping away at a mile a minute as we passionately locked our lips. My tongue slid into her mouth and hers into mine as our emotions got us all carried away... "Oh God, I've wanted this for so long..." Jasmine breathed haughtily, reaching down between my legs to grab a firm hold of my turgid 9" schlong, squeezing and tugging on my raging hard phallus and making me groan from deep down in the pit of my stomach with arousal. "You have?" I sighed, feeling her cool, delicate fingers wrapped around my hot dick-meat, scorching me like cold ice on my burning privates. "I don't believe it... I would've been more than happy to bed you, my love." "Ah, you're just saying that cause I'm your mother's best friend..." Jasmine said softly, but I could see the look of smug self-satisfaction in her eyes and knew that my words had pleased her greatly. Well, I'd only been speaking the truth... "You're mother told me all about all of this as soon as it happened, and I've got to say, the whole notion of this incestuous affair's been getting me hot and bothered all the time. I just couldn't stand it any longer - I had to get in on it!" "Well, the more the merrier, wouldn't you say, Kenny?" Mom said with a smile, giving me a little wink at the end. "Oh hell yeah, Mom, you bet!" I exclaimed excitedly, as Jasmine dropped down onto her knees in front of me and opened her mouth to take the head of my cock in between her full, cushioned crimson-red lips. Feeling my mother's friend's lips wrapped tightly around the mushroom-shaped head of my schlong and feeling her fingers weigh each one of my hefty, wrinkled ball-sacs in turn as she sucked me, I grunted audibly with passion and began to gently work my finger in between the cheeks of my mother's ass, pressing it in against the puckered hole of her anus until she too was gasping and straining herself. Naughty Boy! Ch. 02 Mom pressed her body up against my side as Jasmine's mouth bobbed up and down on the first three or four inches of my prick, jamming her mouth up against mine and thrusting her tongue down my throat with undeniable passion. There was no refusing her, no way that Erica was going to have her pleasure denied her... and I had to respect her for that. It was a real turn-on, not to mention an incredible inflation of my ego, to have two gorgeous women straining to get at me in some way or other. While Jasmine used her mouth on the tip of my cock, licking and slurping at the bulbous, swollen head from time to time when necessary, I finger-fucked my Mom's tight, filthy little asshole with a perverted relish, driving her on to a straining, grunting and huffing mini-orgasm, which helped to get her pussy even wetter and more stimulated than it already was. Soon enough, Erica's twat felt as though it was ablaze with her lust, and she could finally take no more of it - she forced me back over onto a nearby lounge seat and, with Jasmine quickly struggling to follow the two of us over to the couch, straddled my face. Lowering herself down onto my face, shoving her dripping wet snatch right down hard onto my mouth, Erica didn't have to say one single word - it was quite plain indeed what she wanted from me, and there was no way in hell that she was going to take 'no' for an answer! Jasmine, who was determined to get more of my cock down her throat before she was willing to move onto anything else, struggled with valiant determination to get as much of my meaty dick-stick in her mouth as possible. Although I couldn't actually see her work, due to the fact that I had my Mom's tasty twat shoved right in my face, I could definitely feel her sucking, moist mouth going to work on much of the firm, straining length of my dong, and her tongue snaking masterfully around the sensitive aspects of my pecker were really getting me going. I was well on my way to orgasm, I could feel it in my nuts, but I most definitely wanted to extend my eventual release for as long as humanly possible! As I ran my tongue along the crinkled, wet outer pussy-lips of Jasmine's twat, I idly wondered when she had actually turned up at our house and how long Mom had had her stashed away, hidden from me. The Beckhams' didn't live all that far away from us, really... a good twenty-minute's drive, that was all. I was pretty sure that Mom must've called her a little before we'd started making dinner, and I remembered one point, when I was putting the roast into the oven to cook, when Erica had ducked off for quite a bit by herself... the pieces fit together real nicely with hindsight to help guide you! This was utterly divine, I thought to myself as I felt Jasmine's mouth stretch open to its extremities, and I was at last fucking her face with the entire length of my cock as my mother grinded her snatch in my face, getting herself off on my sucking mouth and lapping tongue. I could feel the tip of my penis slam in against the back of Jasmine's throat as I ran my tongue through the fleshy, dripping folds of my Mom's pussy, and I began to really slurp at her cunt-hole in earnest. She had that sweet, familiar taste that I'd become accustomed to over the past week or so, and I knew exactly what got Erica going the most when I went down on her soaking wet snatch, so it wasn't long at all before I had her bucking and thrashing about in pleasure as I went to work with my mouth and my tongue... "Ah Jesus yes! Oh fuck! Ah yeah baby, just like that, yeaahhh!" I heard Erica grunt and grasp above me, her pussy-juices flowing out of her throbbing cunt and filling up my mouth to the extreme. I drank back her jizz as fast as I could, using my tongue to delve in between the tight, grasping lips of my mother's twat and making her squirm about above me as I went to work on her fanny-hole. She was really getting into the action and loving the way I was making her feel with my skilful tongue, and I sucked at the opening of her smoo with all my might as she murmured and moaned with pleasure. Gulping back every last bit of her tasty, sweet cunt-nectar with a hungering relish, I groaned into her snatch as Jasmine pulled her mouth up off my straining schlong and, after giving the swollen knob a little departing lick, left my cock entirely... I couldn't actually see what Jasmine was up to because my Mom Erica had her twat jammed right in my face, but I knew in my heart that my pleasure was only just beginning, and my mother's best friend had every intention of returning her attention back to me and my own sexual stimulation. I just wished I could actually see her work, so I went at Mom's snatch all the harder and the more diligently so that I could get her off me as soon as possible! Pulling her a little bit further forwards on my face, I soon had my head buried in between my mother Erica's ass-cheeks, my nose jammed hard up against her dank, wrinkled butt-hole, and, as she squirmed about with pleasure above me, I stuck my tongue out and licked teasingly around the opening of Mom's anus. She grunted with deep, animalistic lust, arching her back and shuddering all over as quite a large orgasm took hold of her... Mom came like a freight train, her girl-jizz pouring out of her gaping snatch and running down over my face and chin. Reaching up around my head to slide a couple of fingers of my right hand into my mother Erica's dripping smoo, I began to diligently finger-bang her soaking wet cunt and diddle her swollen clit with my thumb as I licked and sucked at Mom's dank asshole with a passion. I loved the taste of her anus on my tongue, and absolutely relished the funky musk of her rear-end on my nose as the heady concoctions flooded my senses. As I went to work on Mom's butt-pipe, I felt something tight, moist and wet sliding down over my dong, and with a grasp and a shuddering wave of mini-orgasmic pleasure, I realised that Jasmine must have just impaled herself on my rigid prick... With a deep groan, I felt my hips thrust forward up against her downward drives as Jasmine bounced up and down on my dong, stretching her soaking wet cunt to the limits as my 9" schlong invaded her lithe, straining body. I could hardly believe that my life could get any better - hooking the two fingers I had buried in my Mom's twat in there and rubbing at her rigid nubbin of turgid pleasure-flesh like crazy, I soon had Erica straining and bouncing about in screaming, orgasmic ecstasy again as she came all over my probing fingers. With my tongue still wedged firmly up Erica's tight, dank poo-shoot, I pulled the cum-slick fingers out of her gaping, soaked smoo and moved my right hand around behind her back, offering them up to Jasmine, who I was unable to see, while she was still bouncing up and down on my cock... She took my moist, wet fingers and engulfed them into her mouth... or, at least that was what I thought Jasmine did with them - I couldn't actually see what she was doing. Finally tiring of licking and sucking at Erica's dirty asshole, I pushed my gorgeous, mature incest-love off my face and looked up at Jasmine. She was indeed sucking on my fingers as she rode my dick like I was some kind of bucking bronco. Her pussy was squeezing and milking my cock in its velvety tightness like none other I'd ever had, with a skill and constrictiveness I hadn't ever encountered before in my life. I gasped audibly as I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to think of something, anything, to stop me from cumming right there and then... oh fuck, oh Jesus Goddamn Christ, it was so Goddamn good! I couldn't believe how wonderful it was to have such a tight, sweet pussy as the one I was banging right there and then! Jasmine was grunting and moaning as she too felt the wonders of our sex, her pussy tingling as she quickly built up to an orgasmic zenith. I drove up into her tight, tingling cunt as my fingers sunk into the haunches of her ass, making Jasmine gasp with lust as I kneaded her butt while I fucked her relentlessly. Her straining pussy-lips were wrapped tightly around the roots of my prick as I pounded her smoo, but she bit down hard on her lower lip and internalised as she orgasmed. Sweat coursing down her brow as she jerked and shuddered in climactic ecstasy, Jasmine finally let out a low, sharp grunt of pleasure as she sagged forward onto my chest, her orgasm ripping through her system. I was close enough to cumming to taste it on my tongue, and I needed to get the release that I craved right there and then! Lifting myself up off the couch, I picked Jasmine up and carried her a couple of feet over to a nearby lounge chair. Holding her by her hips and helping Jasmine get both of her legs up and over my shoulders, I gently lowered her down onto her own shoulders and back on the chair and, with my dick still buried to the hilt in Jasmine's snatch, I began to fuck her cunt again. Working myself quickly up to a good tempo as I pounded her twat with everything I had in me, I soon had her girly-cum pouring out of her swollen, bloated cunt as I got my rocks off and drove Jasmine on to even greater levels of sexual pleasure. As I tea-bagged my mother's girlfriend's cunt, really giving it to her with everything that I had as I reached down and under Jasmine's bum to press one of the fingers of my right hand right up her tight, constrictive anus. This sent her over the edge yet again, which made her pussy squeeze my schlong with everything that Jasmine had... with a shuddering gasp, I began to feel my hefty, swollen nut-sacs tense up as my cum billowed up out of my balls and shot out into her waiting snatch. Filling Jasmine's pussy-hole up to the limit as my cum exploded out of the throbbing, twitching head of my prick, I let out a mighty roar of climactic release and sagged forward on my feet, almost stumbling over and collapsing with Mrs Beckham onto the floor in a tangled heap. "AAAAHHHH JJJJEEEEEZZZZZZUUUUSSSSS!!!" I groaned as I pulled my limp member out of Jasmine Beckham's gaping, well-fucked cunt and stumbled over to where Erica was vigorously frigging her own clit to orgasm, huffing and gasping with pleasure as she came all over her right hand and busy, busy fingers... I was utterly spent, beyond the limits of my own sexual prowess, incapable of any more performances for quite some time as I gathered my strength, and my potency - or at least so I thought. I watched on as, seemingly on her own accord, Mom moved over to where Jasmine lay sprawled out on the recliner chair and, without saying a word to the other woman, knelt down between her spread legs and began to lap at her well-stretched snatch. Watching my mother lick and slurp my hot, white, potent baby-batter out of her very attractive, close friend's snatch had to be one of the most arousing things I had ever borne witness to in my entire life, and it definitely didn't take all that much of the live sex show to get my cock really hard again... I was most assuredly in the mind for a good rogering, and I had eyes for my gorgeous Mom Erica. Deciding that the most enjoyable way to have her would be to take my mother while she was lapping at Jasmine's twat, I moved over to where she was crouching on the floor in front of her best friend, licking and sucking at her pussy with a degenerative relish borne of an unwholesome love for dirty sex. I groaned softly with pleasure as I positioned my boner at the opening of Mom's snatch from behind, sliding my cock in between the outer lips of her pussy as I buried myself in to the hilt, an inch at a time, while she was bent over servicing Jasmine's needs. With a low moan, smothered by her girlfriend's own cunt, Erica had a trembling orgasm around my dick as I worked it relentlessly in and out of her, driving her on to even greater feats with her pussy-licking, and causing me to suffer through more and more pleasure as her snatch locked around my straining cock. It was wondrous, intensely arousing torture, and I loved every single moment that I suffered at the mercy of my mother's vaginal muscles. She could seemingly clench the muscles of her cunt around my cock at will, causing me to feel immense pleasure and become like putty, helpless and blabbering with climactic ecstasy. As I fucked her with everything I had, Erica milked my mammoth prick for all she was worth and, feeling myself begin to loose control again, I had to do something real fast or else I was going to shoot my load up inside her... I didn't want to do that quite yet, as I had so much that I still wanted to do. I decided that a little bit of side-tracking was in order so, as she was licking out Jasmine's smoo and making sure that she'd sucked back all of my cum from out of her friend's snatch, I pulled out of my Mom's pussy and dropped down so I could slurp out her cunt in turn. With out little daisy-chain going on - with my mouth on Erica's snatch and her mouth in turn on Jasmine's - I was afforded the little bit of time that I needed to recover from the intense pleasure that fucking my Mom's cunt had been giving me. Now with my straining, cum-slick prick swaying backwards and forwards in my lap, I stuck my tongue as far down her dripping wet cunt as I could and swallowed back her tasty lady-jizz as she orgasmed, grunting and gasping with pleasure as Jasmine, in turn, climaxed. It really was a daily-chain of lust... I had managed to make my Mom Erica cum as she in turn had brought about Jasmine's orgasmic release. I could feel my own tingling ball-sacs begin to empty as my second climax inside of five minutes - pretty damn unusual for me, but then these were pretty unusual circumstances, and I'd been quite over-sexed all day - came crashing down upon me and, with considerable urgency, I hurriedly leapt up from behind Erica, and raced around to where Jasmine's face was hanging a little bit over the edge of the recliner chair's right armrest. Jasmine was a wild, horny she-devil, attacking my cock like the cum-guzzling, jizz-hungry bitch I knew that she was on the inside... and with a deep, gut-wrenching moan of pure, animalistic fervour, I felt myself cumming right down her tight, clenching throat. My love-gunk filled up her mouth til it was overflowing, my jism dribbling down her chin and dripping down onto her large, heaving breasts. As I watched on, Jasmine began to spread some of my spunk that'd landed on her tits all over her large, swaying mammaries, twisting and pulling on the straining nipples at the end. This brought a fond smile to my lips, and I gave her a quirky wink. I still had much more cum to release, and by no means had I forgotten my beloved mother Erica at any point at all during the proceedings. Still on her hands and knees on the carpeted floor of the lounge room, though with her face tilted away from Jasmine's swollen snatch, Erica was looking up at me with big, loving eyes as I stood over her, holding my prick at its tip so as not to shoot off the rest of my jizz until I was ready... "Open your mouth, you fuckin cum-dumpster... I'm gonna make you drink this Goddamn fucking man-jizz, you hear me, you stupid damn whore? You like to drink men's spunk, don't ya? I bet you drink heaps of guys' cum, huh? It turns you on to taste men's sperm, especially mine..." I kept on saying dirty rotten things to my Mom as she gasped and shuddered with pleasure - she wasn't even touching herself in any way! I was sure it was my words that'd given her the mini-orgasm, and this made me feel so much more smug and superior... now, I thought to myself, it was time to bring all this to a nice, wet, filth-filled ending we could all enjoy! With a prolonged, wild roar of ecstasy, I shot the last five long, thick loads of jizz all over Erica's gorgeous, angelic face, even getting a few strands of cum in her curly brown hair. She smiled at me, though Mom had to squeeze her eyes tightly shut to keep my cum from getting in there and hurting her in some way... I wanted to see those lovely eyes of hers, so I reached down and wiped the thick, gooey cum away so she could open them again without fear of hurting herself. "It's okay, Mom, there's no cum in the way... open your eyes. I want to see you look at me, my love." She did as I had bidden without question or complaint, opening her eyes cautiously, blinking a few times and then slowly refocusing her vision back on the immediate world around her. Erica's smile grew wider, into a goofy grin, and she turned to Jasmine, who was almost on the verge of tears, she looked so happy! They were both covered with my cum, and had each drunk a considerable amount of my dick-sludge back down their throats, but the two sexy 36-year-olds seemed to be in extremely good spirits, and neither one of them had a single regret about any of their action. In fact, as I walked over to the couch to drop down for a bit of a well-deserved rest, I could see Erica and Jasmine share a long, tonguing lesbian kiss. Erica's tongue snaked around Jasmine's, and vice versa, while I could see that both women were swapping the last residue of my cum that they'd still kept in their mouths... it was a very hot thing to watch indeed, and I could feel my cock begin to twitch again with a new, stirring sense of arousal. But I was too tired for any more, at least for the time being anyhow... plus, I was pretty darn happy with my performance as it was! Today was pretty damn special, and quite unusual... more than enough sex to keep me satisfied, anyhow! However, despite the fact that I'd managed to bang three gorgeous babes today, and got two sweet pussies that I hadn't had any idea was coming my way, I couldn't help but think about Aunt Yvette tomorrow night, and the stunning sex that we'd shared in the past... oh, the anticipation! Well, I had to rest, I thought to myself as I looked over at the porno movie playing in the DVD player, and saw that the fuckable threesome of Jenna Jameson, Briana Banks and that nameless stud were settling down together on the king-size bed they'd been screwing on to have a sleep, as well, their bodies drenched in sweat just as ours were. The porn-star girls had the dreamy, far-away look in their eyes that said they'd been well-fucked and, upon considering the massive size of that handsome young dick-man's penis I'd caught a look at earlier, I wasn't surprised in the least. Their pretty, made-up faces were splattered with his cum, just like my own girls, but on the XXX DVD the 'actresses' weren't licking and slurping the stud's jizz off of each other's faces! Tomorrow was another day, holding many wonderful adventures in store, and of that I was certain. I wondered idly before sleep finally did claim me whether things with Mandy and Charlie would come to anything, or whether there was no way to salvage things between us. I was sure that there was still some real emotional connection between Mandy and I, and my curiosity was quirked about Charlie, and how he was getting on with life. Although Bob O'Malley and I would always be extremely close, Charlie and I had been friends growing up through the years, and there hadn't been anything on the planet that could've come between our friendship... that was, until we'd met Mandy. She was the one who had come between us, and destroyed my trust and belief in him. So it was quite fitting that Mandy had offered herself to me to help mend my relationship back up again with Charlie. I really couldn't understand why Charlie was actually going to marry Mandy, who had always been a sex-starved, nymphomaniac slut for as long as I had known her and probably always would be for as long as she lived. But then, he always had had his reasons for doing things his way in the past, and things always had a habit of coming out right for Charlie Ingram, if memory served me faithfully... Naughty Boy! Ch. 03 Warning: Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Naughty Boy! before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. I wish to thank you, the people who read and who appreciate my work, and I hope that you enjoy. TheCaptain It was almost time for my Aunt Yvette to arrive at our house, and I could tell by the way Mom was fidgeting about on the sofa, and how she couldn’t stop wringing her hands continuously, that she was quite a bit nervous. I knew that she knew about the fact that I’d knocked up her younger sister, because that’s what Aunt Yvette had told her after I myself had been told over the telephone, and she had not raised much of a fuss at all; in fact, Mom seemed extremely supportive of the incestuous conception. Now, however, I had a feeling that Mom’s true feelings were beginning to boil up to the surface. She had to be jealous of her sister Yvette, if not for the fact that she was having my child, then for the fact of having me before she did. I knew my mother now more than I ever had before, and could read her like an open book. Looking over my mature, sexy Mom’s full, voluptuous body, I began to feel my cock harden with arousal inside my loose-fitting sports shorts, and I reached down with my right hand to absentmindedly rub at the bulge in my pants without much of a care. Roger was gone for the night – on yet another weeklong working trip out-of-state, though neither Mom nor I was really sorry to see him go. So we had the house to ourselves, and the neighbours were too far away to be a problem. “Wow… I thought it would’ve been at least half an hour before you cracked another woody, big boy!” Mom said with a throaty chuckle, watching on with the gleaming eyes of a bird of prey as I continued to squeeze and rub at my straining groin. I smiled at her in return and, knowing that watching me playing with myself was a real big turn-on for her, I fished my dong out of my pants and began to wank off right there and then. Erica Thompson let out a gasp and trembled just a little with lust as I pulled back the foreskin from around the head of my cock, then began to whack off with building intensity. The heady smell of my own dick-musk started to fill the lounge room as I vigorously tugged at my tackle, and Erica, with that love-twisted look of pure passion etched across her gorgeous face, spread her legs wide apart and began to play with her panty-covered pussy as I watched on. Watching as Mom pushed her forefinger in hard against the tight, well-stretched V-covering of her panties, jamming the probing digit roughly in against her pulsating smoo and dampening the undergarment with her moist, tangy juices of arousal, I felt my hefty ball-sacs begin to tighten with my orgasmic release. Smiling at me, Erica pushed her right hand down into her underwear and began to play with her cunt, slowly pushing the fingers of her hand inside herself as I watched on, utterly mesmerised. I couldn’t see anything because she was still wearing her panties, but I could see her hand moving around within the silky underwear, and got the general gist of things by the way she was moaning with pleasure and arching her back sexily. And the way that the front of her panties were soon slick with her girl-cum immediately reinforced my belief that she was really getting into the mutual-masturbation… Deciding at last that I wanted more out of my mother than just watching her playing with herself while I tugged off my raging prick, I got up out of the lounge chair I was sitting in and dropped my pants completely to the floor, then stepped straight out of them. With my mother’s eyes glued squarely upon me, I pulled my drab, old dirty-white T-shirt up over my head and threw it aside without so much as a care, heading straight for her in all my nude glory. My body gleaming in the luminous light shining in from the kitchen behind me, I could only imagine how I looked to my beautiful mother Erica, standing there right before her in all my naked splendour, but I could see by the look of utter desire on her face, and by the short intake of breath as she gasped in wonder at my straining, blood-swollen 9” dick-stick, that she was suitably impressed with my overall package. I was hardly surprised. Making sure I had moved up and around so that I was standing by the left side of Erica’s head, with the head of my schlong pointed downwards towards her waiting mouth, I left it up to Mom to wiggle herself up a little further in her seat so that she could slide her tongue in against the tiny piss-slit, sucking back the pre-cum which was billowing up out of my schlong with a perverse relish. She let out a low moan after the salty taste of my spunk set in, then started to flicker and slide her tongue around my mushroom-shaped cock-knob, taking the time to tease and caress my dick-tip with deft skilfulness borne out of pure experience. Opening her mouth, Erica let my cock slowly slide down her throat, causing me to grunt and gasp with audible pleasure as she took me as far into her mouth as she could. In the end, the tip of my bulging prick slammed in against the back of her throat, and I let out a sharp gasp as Erica sucked back hard on my embedded phallus, her tongue now seemingly everywhere and touching me in all the right places. My dick was throbbing with arousal, as my blood curdled around the inner veins of my swollen shaft, and I could feel my cum-heavy balls tingling with arousal as my mind swam with heady sensations. My climax was near, and I was beginning to see tinges of red in my vision as I felt my cum start building up in my wrinkly teste-sacs… “Ah shit, that’s it baby, suck it just like that…” I gasped, and Erica continued to deep-throat my bulging schlong. She looked up at me with those big, bulging eyes of hers, reaching out to cup my fat nut-sacs and squeeze them in her hand, causing me to see stars as my world exploded into a blinding sense of overwhelming pleasure. Oh Lord Almighty, it was too exquisite to believe… It wasn’t a matter of IF I was going to cum, but rather WHEN I was going to cum… and Erica must’ve sensed this, too, as she began to redouble her efforts. She pulled herself back away from my straining dick-shaft, until only the bulbous head of my dong was in her mouth, but she kept up the tempo of licking and sucking on it just as vigorously as before… Her right hand snaked around until it was cupping one of my ass-cheeks, then her left hand went around to cup the other cheek. She pulled me harder in against her and took every single inch of my cock into her mouth, causing me to gasp with pleasure and almost collapse with ecstasy. Exquisite sensations washed through me as I felt myself begin to loose control, cumming right down my mother Erica’s throat as she sucked my dick with vigorous intensity. Without so much as a second’s hesitation, I watched Mom drink back every single bit of my salty white semen that I shot out of my throbbing, pulsating prick. She didn’t even blink an eyelash when I’d blasted the first wad of cum into her mouth, which was more than I’d expected, it should really have come as no surprise to me, as I was dealing with quite a remarkable woman in my mother Erica. When she had finally downed the last bit of my spunky discharge, and I’d thoroughly recovered from my orgasmic release, I pushed Mom back into her seat and leaned down to kiss her hard on the mouth, forcing my tongue down her throat as I cupped one of her full, luscious 36F-cup breasts through the front of her super-thin nightgown. The only thing that she was wearing, besides her cum-soaked panties, was a sleek, silky white negligee that framed her full, curvaceous body. Her huge knockers were sticking right out against the thin white material, and her dollar-sized, darkened nipples stuck out hard against the silky garment, erect tips poking right out against the material of her gown. I wanted to expose the nipples, to squeeze and twist them until she gasped and groaned with arousal, and that was exactly what I did – tugging down the cups of her negligee, I squeezed and caressed their firm, hard globes of tit-flesh, meshing them together and twisting on the nipples til she was grunting and gasping with spasmodic desire. I flicked the hardening nipple of Mom’s right tit, as that was the one I was already squeezing, while I passionately kissed her on the mouth, tasting my own sperm on her lips but not caring as the irresistible hunger of the moment carried me away. I could not fight the desire that was building up inside of me, and I hardly wanted to in any event… letting myself get swept away in the moment, I continued to kiss my mother hard on the mouth as I moved around the couch and moved slowly down in front of her. I could feel the heat radiating out of her body as I kissed, licked and sucked my way down over to her right tit, taking the hardened nipple into my mouth and nibbling at it teasingly as I got her all wet and sticky, making the randy minstrel moan with lustrous abandon. It was quite obvious to me that I had Erica right where I wanted her, and I wasn’t about to waste the opportunity! Kissing the hardened, turgid teat, sucking on the budding nip til she was grunting and trembling with intensely-repressed desire, I moved my left hand down over my mother’s smooth, bare right thigh, sliding it up and down her leg as I sucked on her bosom just as I had when I was a babe over 21 years earlier. After a while, I moved the hand up until I could slide it in between her legs, and felt the moist, wet stickiness of her cum-slick panties rubbing against me as I pressed my fingers in against her damp crevice, causing Erica to moan and arch her back in pleasure. I’d managed to touch her clit through the thin material of her skimpy panties, making Erica jerk and shudder in intense, climactic pleasure as she had a mini-orgasm, her body twitching and shaking in post-release tremors as she came slowly down from her immense high. Watching her react to my touch in such an immediate, strong way had me fuelled up and ready to give it to her some more, but I held myself in check as I moved my attentions back over to her other breast, the left one… Erica groaned longingly as I sucked on her budding teat, and I pushed my right hand up to her mouth, shoving two of my fingers in between her lips to suck on as I frigged her sopping wet fanny with my other hand. Soon enough, my left hand was drenched in her clear, flowing girl-cum, and Erica was gasping and moaning in rapturous ecstasy. Deciding that I wanted a taste of my matronly whore, I raised the cum-slick fingers of my left hand up to my mouth and sucked on each tasty, delectable digit in turn, savouring the many different tastes of my Mom’s lovely, pink twat. Moving down yet further, I bit gently on my mother’s smooth, flat stomach, then probed her cute little bellybutton with my tongue through the thin garment of her negligee, making her moan with titillated pleasure and push herself out against my face as I went to work on her. I moved both my hands out to grasp a firm hold of both of Erica’s hips as I moved down yet further and, with my face firmly nestled in between her sweaty, cum-drenched thighs, I began to ease my way in a little closer and closer. At last, my face was mere inches away from Erica’s gaping, dripping wet pussy, and I could smell the heady musk of her womanly scent washing up against me as I crouched there in front of her. Leaning in until my mouth was pressing right in against her gaping, wet smoo, I opened my lips up and pushed my tongue in against the outer folds of her pussy. I made sure that I could see her face from where I was crouching in between Mom’s legs, just by making sure that I was looking right up at her from my position, and began to go to town on her dripping cunt, licking and slurping away like crazy on her gaping wet opening with nothing but intense vigour. Jerking and shuddering with orgasmic intensity, Erica moaned and trembled as I worked my probing, pink tongue further and further up into her tight wet snatch, driving her on to even greater fits of passion as I slurped and sucked at her glistening twat. I could feel her orgasm building slowly up inside her, and I wanted to make her cum just as much as I knew Erica wanted – no, in fact needed – to cum herself. Moving down just a little bit further still, I started to slowly, gently run the tip of my tongue around the puckered hole of my mother’s dank anus, tasting the dirty orifice’s spunky recesses and yet finding the forbidden opening perversely arousing. Rimming her anal duct got my cock, already stiffening up from all the oral stimulation I was giving to my Mom beforehand, all the harder and ready for action, and I knew that very soon I was about to get all the pussy-action I could have ever hoped for… Pushing my tongue further up into Erica’s tight, constrictive rectal passage, she arched her back and let out a sharp cry of pleasure, cumming all over the place as her pussy jerked and pulsated with orgasmic tremors and I hurried up to shove two probing fingers of my right hand straight into her tight, dripping wet quim. Erica gasped and shuddered as my fingers pushed all the way into her cunt-hole, stretching it open to its extremities, and I kept eating at her asshole with single-minded determination. After a little bit, I pulled my two cum-slick digits out of my Mom’s tight, meaty twat, and sucked the girly-jizz straight off them and into my mouth. Raising myself up from her asshole, I ran my tongue again through the full, fleshy folds of my mother’s damp, clamping pussy, sliding it deep into her wet smoo and savouring the taste of her twat, while my arousal grew even stronger and more intense with each passing moment. I wanted her – oh Lord Almighty, how I wanted my Mom right there and then, how desperately I would have done anything to sink my thick, meaty schlong into her fuckin tight pussy right there, without any more preliminaries! But I couldn’t do that, however much I wanted to, because it wasn’t just about my pleasure but Erica’s as well. I could feel the hardened little nubbin of turgid flesh that was my mother’s clit, and pushed at it gently with the tip of my tongue. Oh, how I knew Erica’s clitoris… we were almost like a couple of old acquaintances! I knew exactly how best to work my Mom up to feverish, insane heights of passion, her body jerking and shuddering with intense climactic fervour as she just kept on cumming and cumming, and one of the easiest ways I had found to achieve this goal was to nibble and suck on her super-sensitive clit. Even as I just started on her tiny, ultra-arousing love-button, Erica gasped audibly and let out a little hiss of pleasure, trembling all over as the tip of my tongue snaked out to touch her pulsating clit. There was no mistaking the fact that Erica Thompson was extremely aroused at this point, and I knew that there was absolutely no going back, even if I had been crazy enough to want to go back. Kissing the crinkled outer folds of my Mom’s dripping wet smoo, I moved up a little bit further with my mouth until my lips were just over her budding clit. Then I was able to move down to take the tiny little nubbin into my mouth and suck down on it hard, which immediately had Erica screeching at the top of her lungs like a banshee, cumming right into my mouth and making me swallow her jizz or choke on it! Moving my right hand again up to the gaping opening of Erica’s vadge, I hurriedly shoved three fingers this time right up to the hilt in her dripping wet twat, making her groan with audible pleasure and arch her back as the digits stretched her insides and make her orgasm all the harder. Her copious cunt-fluid splattered all over my hand and ran down my right arm as I licked and slurped at her sagging snatch at the very same time, scooping up as much of her glistening secretions as I could manage before my tongue gave out on me entirely. I did a pretty far amount of work, as well, managing in the end to suck up almost all of her jizz and keep on working on her until well after Erica had actually stopped cumming. After that, I just started to finger-bang her all over again as I moved my way up to my Mom’s face again, and leaned in to give her a deep, passionate, no-holds-barred, incestuous French-kiss. I could feel Erica’s hands sliding down and around my lower back, then move down a little bit further until they were resting lightly on the firm, rounded butt-cheeks. As we kissed, and our tongues swirled around each other inside one another’s mouths, I could feel her grasp hold of my buttocks and pull them wide apart, then let go and let them snap straight back into place again almost immediately. I moaned softly into her mouth as Erica moved the forefinger of her right hand around to the puckered little opening that was my anus, then slowly pushed it into my tight, constrictive sphincter as I in turn, feeling it necessary to get my own vengeance back on Mom, forced a fourth finger of my own right hand into her gaping pussy-hole at the same time. She pulled herself slowly back from me, and smiled in that quirky, seductive way of hers that I’d come to love, just as I loved so many other little, seemingly insignificant things about my gorgeous soul-mate. “Why don’t we just get down to what we both want more than anything else, huh?” Erica offered with a glimmer of mischievous pleasure in her eyes, and I found myself nodding my head in agreement and returning her smile before I even realised it. We moved in perfect synergy, our bodies as one, as I moved myself quickly into position between Mom’s splayed-out legs and buried my bulging, red-hot phallus in to the hilt within her snatch, making Erica gasp with pleasure and sink her nails reflexively right into my bum-cheeks. There was no words that were able to adequately describe the pleasure I was in as I pushed my bulging, rock-solid prick into the depths of my mother’s pussy, causing her to grunt and groan with animalistic rapture as I reamed her out. Leaning in again to kiss her hard on the mouth, I could feel the forefinger of Erica’s right hand piston in and out of my sphincter as I ploughed in and out of her snatch, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm as we each derived immense sensations of overwhelming pleasure from the other. There was an unspoken sense of perfect harmony between the two of us, and there was nothing or no-one in this world (other than my Mom of course) that I would have been willing to stop this incredible experience for… Suddenly though, the doorbell rang! Oh Christ, no! Not now, I thought to myself incredulously, not when this amazing sense of sexual bliss gripped both Mom and I! But then the shrill, high-pitched doorbell chime reverberated through the house again, and there was no denying the fact that somebody was indeed at the front door. I looked over at Mom, and had to smile despite myself – my God, but was she a mess! Her hair was all dishevelled and tangled up, her face was flushed, and her entire body was drenched in sweat from her exertions. She looked as though she had run a marathon, but I knew that she’d been through a different trial than that, though maybe no less demanding, in a certain sense… “Don’t worry about throwing anything on, Mom – if it’s anybody else besides Aunt Yvette, I’ll get rid of them real quick!” I promised her, then hurriedly grabbed my hastily discarded shorts and put them on before racing for the door. I peered out through the peephole at the untimely visitor, and saw, much to my relief, that it was indeed Aunt Yvette, my mother’s pretty younger sister, looking as flawless and as utterly ravishing as ever. She was dressed in a sexy little light green halter-top and hacked-off denim shorts, which displayed her super-sleek, long tanned legs and cute, rounded ass to their full, perfect proportions. Naughty Boy! Ch. 03 Even glancing at her through the peephole for a few brief moments got my already-stiff prick all the harder, twitching almost spasmodically in my pants as I imagined having her full, luscious ruby-red lips clamped tightly around my cock, or what it would feel like to actually tit-fuck my gorgeous, buxom relative til she begged for me to splatter cum all over her face and body. I wanted Aunt Yvette desperately, but I also wanted Mom at the same time – the idea of an incestuous threesome with the two women that had introduced me to the taboo side of sexual nature seemed like a brilliant idea, almost as though it was the natural progression on from what I had already started with them. And something told me that neither woman would put up that much of a resistance against the idea, as long as the other was willing to go ahead with it… Hurriedly, I unlocked the front door and Aunt Yvette stepped quickly into the room, and I was finally able to see her full on and up close for the first time in quite a while. I was taken back by her sheer radiance and beauty, and it was quite clear from where I was standing that Aunt Yvette had gone to some considerable effort to make herself more presentable and spiff, probably because she knew we were going to be reunited this evening. Her long, straight blonde hair hung down around her shoulders and down over her back, while Yvette’s deep blue-grey eyes shone with inner strength and purpose. Her DD-cup tits were firm and round, not in the same boat as Erica’s when it came to their sheer size but nothing to be sneezed at in any event. We were drawn into each other’s arms by an unseen, palpable force, and I doubted I could resist the urge to embrace Aunt Yvette even if I had had the will to try. Wrapping my arms tightly around the smaller, shorter woman’s waist, I pulled her close against me and leaned down without so much as a moment’s hesitation to kiss her passionately on the lips, our tongues sliding into each other’s mouths, pistoning in and out as though we were tongue-fucking and not kissing. My passions ran away from me, as was the case quite often throughout my life, and I found myself lifting my Aunty bodily off the ground and quickly carrying her, clinging to my neck and laughing with haughty bemusement at the whole endeavour, all the way into the lounge room, where Mom was still waiting patiently, half-dressed, and looking as haggard and worn-out as I remembered leaving her. For ages now, Mom had been the main focus of my life, and Aunt Yvette had sort of been shunted back to the end of the line of my priorities, in a manner of speaking. It wasn’t because I didn’t love her and enjoy it when we were together, but rather it was because I was exploring something new and infinitely deeper with Erica than anything that could ever exist between Aunt Yvette and me. But now, I had the chance to draw them both together into my new, special world, where they could each have their own special piece of my heart, which would forevermore be theirs and theirs alone… “Oh Lord… Erica? Ah, sister! I’m so sorry for all the pain I might have caused you, but Kenny, he… I… it just sort of, ahh, happened… I never meant to hurt anybody, I swear!” Aunt Yvette babbled, unable to control the flow of words that just rushed out of her mouth upon seeing her older sibling. I understood, to the extent that an only child could understand the intricate relationship between siblings (which was infinitely more complicated, I was sure, between sibling sisters!). And I could see by the look on Erica’s face that she understood, as well… she smiled at her younger sister, and raised a hand for her to stop. “Yvette, it’s alright… he’s my son, and he’s a grown man! Kenny is free to love who he wishes, and to fuck who he wishes… and I don’t even mind it if he fucks his own relatives! In fact, I’ve sampled his big, fat meat-stick quite a number of times myself over the last week or so, and I must say that I wouldn’t dream of denying such pleasure to any other woman,” Mom said with a broad, loving smile. “In fact, we were right in the middle of something special when you turned up!” “Aahhhh, I can see that… I didn’t know whether I should’ve said something about it or not…” Aunt Yvette said with a haughty smile. I could not have been sure, but I thought I saw a glimmer of jealousy in the look she shot her older sister’s way… I couldn’t be sure though because the glance was so fleeting. Then she was walking into the room, heading right for her sister, my mother Erica. She leaned down to give Mom a peck on the cheek, but to my and Aunt Yvette’s equal surprise, Erica turned her face at the last moment and they wound up locking lips. I watched on with rapidly-growing arousal as the two full-blooded, over-sexed nymphos got increasingly hot and heavy, carried away on the tides of desire that were washing over them both. It seemed so utterly surreal, and yet it was happening right before my very eyes and neither woman seemed all that appalled by any of what had just transpired. But then, both of them had extremely vivacious sexual appetites, and I’d committed incestuous sexual acts with the both of them on a number of occasions… so it really wasn’t that much of a jump, when one got down to it. However, it was still so strange and uniquely bizarre to behold, that I found myself temporarily spellbound. Aunt Yvette seemed to move in slow motion as she reached down with both hands and started to cup the front of her sister Erica’s firm, heaving chest, squeezing and tugging away at Mom’s massive mammaries, as I watched on with an achingly hard stiffy threatening to drain away the rest of the blood in my whole body to keep it hard and a choked-up throat that I could barely breathe through! I could see by the look on Mom’s face that her sister had a magic touch – I remembered the skill in which Aunt Yvette could illicit pleasure from my body when we had been together, and my cock hardened even more inside my shorts, which I had thought was impossible but found was not. I needed relief, of some kind, of any kind, before I burst and made a real mess of myself… So I headed over to where Aunt Yvette and Mom were and, without so much as a word being said, yanked down my shorts and shoved my bulging red cock in my mother Erica’s face! She opened her mouth up without a second’s hesitation or a word of complaint and stuck her tongue straight out, licking the bulbous head of my dong and slurping up a little teary dollop of pre-cum which billowed up from the tiny pee-slit. Mom opened her mouth wider and, letting her tongue slide around underneath my schlong as she engulfed it down her throat, swallowed every last bit of my swollen, rigid length, causing me to gasp out aloud and arch my back in rapturous, unbelievable pleasure, my eyes rolling back in their sockets as the incredibly good feelings threatened to overwhelm me. As my mother Erica sucked my cock back down her throat, using her tongue in wonderful little sweeping motions that had my prick twitching with pleasure and my body jerking and shuddering almost spasmodically with the sheer bliss of it all, Aunt Yvette dropped down hurriedly onto her hands and knees and began to strip her sister more fully out of her soaking wet negligee, which was clinging to her body in many places where her sweat had dried from our earlier endeavours. With Mom suitably nude, the attention shifted back to Aunt Yvette, and the fact that we were both now bearing ourselves but she was not. While Mom deep-throated my dickshaft, causing my cum-heavy balls to slam in hard against her chin every now and then as I fucked her relentlessly, her eyes bulging as she struggled to breathe, I reached over to cup one of Aunt Yvette’s full, luscious DD hooters and squeezed it hard through the thin fabric of her halter top. I watched as she slowly let out a moan, her eyes bulging wide open as I tweaked her hard, outthrust nipple, almost to the point of eliciting actual pain out of her, and I watched on as tears welled up out of her big, round, saucer-like eyes. Aunt Yvette let out a haggard little sigh, and shuddered with a mild orgasm in my grasp, while I in turn reached in through the V-opening of her halter top and began to pull the garment up and over her head. With Aunt Yvette’s shirt off and her full, firm round titties displayed to the ravenous gazes of both myself and Erica, she reached out and pulled me into her arms and, with Mom moving with me so she could keep licking and sucking on my cock all the while, we kissed passionately, our tongues sliding into each others’ mouths as we got drawn into the moment. I could feel her arms wrapped tightly around my waist and her solid breasts pressing in hard against my chest, while Aunt Yvette made no mistake about her intentions for me by moving in close and running her moist, wet tongue deep into my eardrum. My entire body was a jumbling mass of excited nerve endings, and I could hardly keep myself from ejaculating right there and then into Mom’s skilful, sucking, slurping mouth. “Oh Lord, how I’m missed you, Kenny! I don’t know how I could live my life without you, baby…” she cooed into my ear, her breasts rubbing up against my smooth, buff chest. I smiled and reached down to cup Aunt Yvette’s firm, meaty butt-cheeks with both my hands, and kneaded them through her denim shorts til she was moaning and trembling with pleasure. “AAAHHH FUCK YYYYEEAAAAAHHHHH!” My smile grew all the broader, and I had to pull my saliva-slick dick out of my Mom’s mouth as I moved in close to Aunt Yvette and pushed her back over to one of the nearby couches. She carefully sprawled back on the leather couch, and I moved in for the kill, as it were – my eyes were locked unwaveringly on the crotch of her shorts, and I could see by the lusty look in her eyes that my gorgeous, horny Aunty wanted me to go there just as much as I myself did. Mom was right with me all the while, moving with us to clamp her mouth down over her younger sister’s firm, swollen left nipple. She seemed to have a real knack for getting her sexy sibling all fired up, and there was a part of me that had to wonder whether or not these two beautiful, mature minstrels were new to this incestuous loving or not… but that was a question to ponder at a later date, I told myself with a little smirk. I just had to enjoy the opportunity that I’d been given! Pulling at her shorts until I had them tugged down and over her feet, I moved in between my Aunt’s thighs and made a hasty beeline for her dripping wet quim, my head swimming with the musky smell of her sex. With my face barely inches away from her moist smoo, I leaned in just a little bit and stuck my tongue out just a tiny bit to get a taste of her dewy cunt-sauce. It was so sweet and tasty, I could not stop myself from slurping and sucking up more and more of her cum, driving my tongue in and out of her love-passage as I planted my mouth over the crinkled lips of my Aunt’s twat and gave her the oral loving of a lifetime… I bit down on the lower folds of Aunt Yvette’s cunt and pulled her pussy-lips back away from her twat, then let em go, watching as her twat snapped straight back into place. I had a massive boner and felt as though I was going to pass out unless I was somehow stimulated, and quick smart, too… “Do you want me to fuck you now, bitch?” I spat at my Aunt, almost disgustedly… I could see by the look in her eyes and the way she was squirming around on the couch that she wanted me very badly, but I wanted her to say it, to debase herself in front of us and get turned on in the process. “Oh fuck, yes! I need you, Kenny, right now, inside me! Fuck me, you nasty bastard, fuck me hard!” I definitely wasn’t going to refuse such a request, no way in this world! Moving in with the speed of a striking cobra, I moved the head of my cock to the gaping wet entrance to Yvette’s pussy, and then pressed it in ever so slowly. The very tip of my dickshaft slipped into the tight, constrictive opening of my Aunt Yvette’s dripping snatch, and she let out a long, haggard sigh of contentment as I slowly drove all 9” of my salami-stick into her pussy, stretching it to its extremities. She let out a bestial grunt and began to huff and puff like a lowly animal rutting in the mud as I pounded her, my ball-sacs making a nice, squishy slapping motion as they struck her skin just below her bloated pussy-hole. I grabbed a-hold of Yvette and threw her right arm over my left shoulder, and she clutched me in that position as we made love, her eyes fixated upon my own as our bodies moved in pistoning synergy. Mom’s tongue began to slide around my prick as I drove myself in and out of her sister’s gaping wet twat, driving her into greater and more exuberant displays of pleasure as I pounded her well-fucked love-tunnel. I moved my right hand around underneath Aunt Yvette’s butt, and then wormed the forefinger in until it was pressing in hard against the puckered little ring of her anus. I could feel the restriction there, but I pushed on regardless, forcing the invasive digit slowly into her tight little butt-hole. She shuddered and gasped again and again with pleasure, racked with waves of overwhelming ecstasy, which threatened to overwhelm my Aunt’s fragile spirit. Aunt Yvette wanted, needed, to cum, and to cum very hard… she wasn’t quite getting the stimulation that she needed but she was almost there. I kept up the tempo of her anal finger fucking but, seeing as though this didn’t seem to be going anywhere fast, I was forced to pull my right hand back from around behind Aunt Yvette and re-evaluate my options… Finally, and seemingly out of nowhere, she let out a blood-curdling scream of ecstatic, wild abandonment, and I felt her twat immediately clamp down on my dick, almost to the point of taking my breath away… it was like a velvety vice, at once immensely soft and pliable, as well as being durable and toughened up, clamping down on my cock and causing me to almost cum right there and then myself. “OHHHH SHIT YEAH BITCH LICK MY ASSHOLE JUST LIKE THAT!!!” Aunt Yvette screeched, and I couldn’t help but grin at that… well, now I knew what my mother Erica was up to, didn’t I? And I knew what had made my Aunty Yvette’s pussy clamp down on my dong all of a sudden, too. I looked down beside Aunt Yvette and myself, and the only thing I could see properly was my Mom’s firm, naked body moving about… I couldn’t clearly make out what she was up to but she was definitely focusing her attention on her younger sister’s behind. I myself love the taste of a gorgeous slut’s dirty brown anal plug, especially when it belonged to one of my horny female relatives… I could only imagine the virtual smorgasbord of delicates for the tastebuds Aunt Yvette’s asshole would be offering Mom, and try not to allow my own jealousy overshadow my own pleasure at getting a piece of her tight, wet pussy. Pulling out of my Aunty Yvette’s dripping smoo, I moved hurriedly down between her legs again and had a long lap at her twat with my long, broad tongue. I teased her firm, swollen red clit, savouring the overflowing tide of girl-jizz which just kept on billowing up out of her cunt when I scooped up mouthful after mouthful of Yvette’s sweet, nectary discharge. There was just no way I could possibly stop with what I had; I had to have more and more of her cum, and I had to give Aunt Yvette the most sexual pleasure I possibly could. I shoved two fingers of my right hand, after licking and sucking on my dank forefinger and savouring the tasty residue from Aunt Yvette’s asshole on my tongue, right up the tight wet chute of her pussy, causing her to let out a sharp sigh and begin to cum… Aunt Yvette’s clit, swollen and budding, fully stimulated and as large as I had ever seen it, was the focus of my attention as I went to town on Aunt Yvette’s pussy with my mouth and tongue. I coaxed the orgasm out of her, and then helped fuel it up with as much cunt lapping and rug-munching as I possibly could – but now it was time to get back into action, and begin to re-enter her snatch for the second time that night… “Oh Jesus, fuck me baby…” Aunt Yvette hissed between tightly clenched lips, and by this time I was more than happy to oblige her! My head swimming on a cloud of lust, everything seeming slightly red to my eyes, I moved back up again until my face was right over Aunt Yvette’s on the couch, and I could position my cock yet again at the entrance of her cunt-hole… I pushed in without any preliminaries this time, and slid right down all the way to the end, bottoming out at last when the head of my cock slammed in against the ball wall of Yvette’s cervix. It was all right, though – every last inch of my cock was adequately accommodated by Aunt Yvette’s hugging tightness. I looked right into my Aunt’s eyes as I pounded my cockshaft relentlessly into and out of her snatch, driving her on to greater levels of ecstatic pleasure. My cum-heavy nut-sacs tingling with arousal as I fought back the urge to cum, but I knew all the while that I was fighting a battle that I was destined to loose… it was just a matter of time before my sense of restraint was overwhelmed by the tight, warm moistness of Aunt Yvette’s cunt-hole and I found myself shooting off inside of her. But was that really a bad thing? I think not! Still, it wasn’t my way, to just give up and resign myself to the situation, allowing myself to let go of my will to resist despite the fact that it was probably inevitable that I fell regardless… I had to carry on, if not for others then for myself. Pulling my cum-slick prick out of Aunt Yvette’s gaping slit, I offered my bulging phallus to my mother Erica to suck on, and she took the throbbing tool willingly into her mouth and let it slide slowly down her throat. With her head bobbing up and down on my cock between her sister’s thighs, and as I made sure my prick was pointed down all the while so she could suck me back down her throat properly, I let out a long sigh and just allowed myself to enjoy the sensations that my Mom was giving me, with both her mouth and her tongue… Erica reached out with her right hand and squeezed my hefty balls in her hand, squeezing and pulling on their swollen, bloated girth as she tongued the little piss-slit at the head of my dong. My eyes rolled back in my head with ecstasy as I felt myself loosing control… I had to cum, and I had to cum now! There was just no way to restrain myself… I yanked my saliva-slick dick out of my mother Erica’s mouth and, with a couple of long strands of spit still connecting my prick to her mouth, guided it back around to Aunt Yvette’s gaping, pink pussy. I shoved my cock yet again up the well-stretched, lubricated channel of Yvette’s cunt, driving myself relentlessly on until I could feel her body tightening up underneath me as she built up to her climax and I could feel my own nuts finally exploding, releasing their potent sperm down into the depths of my luscious Aunt’s bloated pussy. Squirting jet after jet of thick, gooey white cum up Aunt Yvette’s tight, wet little twat pushed her well over the edge and sent her tumbling headfirst down into the abyss that was her own sexual pleasure… she screamed, louder and more shrill than any climactic scream I’d ever heard from a woman. A part of me was immediately concerned for her, thinking that I must have somehow hurt Aunt Yvette in some way to cause her to make such a noise. But she was safe and well, I could tell that just by looking at her. It was the sound of her own passion getting her carried away… “OH YEH JESUS FUCKIN CHRIST THAT’S IT BABY YEAH, MAKE ME CUM FOR YOU LIKE A DIRTY FUCKING WHORE!” Aunt Yvette screeched at the top of her lungs, as I kept thrusting my cock in and out of her snatch while my ball-sacs emptied themselves inside of her. Naughty Boy! Ch. 03 At the end, I let out a long, satisfied sigh and rolled off Aunt Yvette’s body, dropping down onto the other end of the couch and letting my body sag back contentedly into the leather upholstery. With my limp, cum-slimed dick hanging down between my legs, I trembled ever so slightly from the shock of finally getting the release I’d been holding back for so very long now… Mom moved over until she was between my legs, and slowly, sensuously took my limp prick into her mouth, licking and sucking it back down her throat, cleaning all the mixed-up cum off in her thorough, no-nonsense manner. I smiled down at Erica as she sucked me, cradling her gorgeous face in my right hand as she went to work. Aunt Yvette, still lying beside me with her long, smooth thighs spread wide open and my thick, hot cum billowing up out of her vadge-slit, reached down between her legs and began to run her right hand through her semen-filled cunt-hole, teasing and tweaking on her budding clitoris while running her fingers through the fleshy folds of her snatch at the same time. “Ah yeah, your cum tastes so good when its mixed with my luscious sister’s pussy-juice…” Erica said with a long, bestial groan, flickering her tongue over the thick, bulbous head of my dong, then opening her mouth as wide as she could and taking all of my prick down her throat at once, til it bottomed out against the back of her throat. I could feel the thick, mushroom-shaped head of my penis rubbing against the back of Erica’s throat but I couldn’t believe how pleasurable it was yet to become. With a muffled moan, Mom sucked back on my schlong with everything she had and grabbed my ball-sacs hard in her right hand at the same time, squeezing them real hard, almost to the point of making me pass out with a heady mixture of intense pleasure and agonizing pain. There is nothing worse in the world than getting your crown jewels squeezed to the point where you think they might burst, and there’s nothing better than getting your cock deep-throated by a pro… so I was in a real jam, overwhelmed by a conflicting combination of sensations that threatened pull me under. My cock quickly stiffened inside my mother’s mouth as she gave me the wettest, sloppiest blowjob of my entire life, skilfully reaching all my most sensitive, susceptible places, causing me to feel the most intense feelings of pleasure possible. I was soon quite ready for action… and I wasn’t about to wait around for anything to come my way, either. It was time to take what was mine… Mom was more than willing to get another piece of my thick, bulging cock again, I could tell that just by looking into her eyes as she sucked me back down her throat. I grabbed her around her shoulders and pulled her up in front of me; until she was standing up straight on her own two feet before me. I was still sitting down on the couch besides Aunt Yvette, my saliva-slick prick sticking straight up towards Erica’s juicy, cum-slick honey-pot… I could hardly wait to slide my dipstick in there, that’s for sure! Slowly, Mom lowered herself down onto my bulging cockshaft, burying herself to the hilt on my dick and causing a mini-orgasm to immediately rip through her body as soon as the very last inch of me was inside her hugging warmth. I thrust myself slowly in and out of her tight little snatch, feeling my very own mother’s pussy squeeze and contract around my thick dong as I eased myself into a smooth fucking motion. I couldn’t help but let out a short, haggard gasp of pleasure as I felt Erica’s cunt walls squeezing my cock in their hugging tightness, milking my schlong and almost bringing tears to my eyes. Reaching around to cup both of my Mom’s firm, pliable ass-cheeks in my hands, I began to lift her up and down on my cock with my hands, driving myself up into her tight sheath as I went, forcing her further and further down the path to her own passionate release. Because I had only just orgasmed quite recently, I felt as though I was more than capable of holding out for some time to come, and I was looking forward to what lay ahead of us as I drove the forefinger of my right hand right up my mother’s tight, dank rectal-passage, making her gasp out aloud and arch her back, her mouth sagging open and her tongue hanging out. Ramming my dickshaft up inside of her gaping pussy-hole while finger-fucking her asshole with the forefinger of my right hand had to be one of the most wonderful moments of my entire life, and I could feel the immense tension building up inside of Erica above me as she bounced and swayed up and down on my prick. Her huge bosoms bounded up and down in front of my face, and after awhile the temptation became too much and I forced my face in between the full, firm globes of her 36F-cup titties. It was strange, to fuck my mother while my Aunt Yvette, still recovering herself from the savage fucking I’d given her earlier on, played with her pussy on the other end of the couch, but I somehow felt as though it was a comfortable situation to be in, as though we were just sitting around and chatting with each other instead of performing incestuous sexual acts that were heavily frowned upon by the rest of ‘society’. I needed to fuck these two gorgeous babes and that was all there was to it. They each meant far too much to me, and I meant far too much to them, to just let our desires be and never fully act upon them… that, I knew, would have been a far worse crime. I felt no guilt about what I was doing, and no remorse… “I want to fuck them big, beautiful titties of yours, babe,” I grunted, and Erica smiled broadly down at me as she slowly slid herself up off my cock, a mix of my pre-cum and her pussy-juice slicking my swaying hardness. She slid slowly down in front of me, making sure to lick and suck on each one of my rock-solid nipples in turn, running her tongue down my chest and over my stomach as she went, until Mom at last finally came to my blood-gorged dick-stick… She didn’t begin by sucking my prick down her throat or by running her tongue around the tip of my hard-on, as per usual… but instead, Mom slid my dickshaft in between the massive mounds of flesh that were her breasts and began to slide herself up and down on my cock. I let out a low groan of pleasure, never in my life imagining how good a real titty-fuck actually felt… as my cock thrust out from between her full, meaty globes of tit-flesh, Erica was able to bend her neck down just far enough to lick the very top of my schlong with the tip of her tongue. This caused me to tremble with pleasure, and I could feel my ball-sacs begin to tingle slightly in arousal. Aunt Yvette finally stopped playing with herself so much and decided that it was time to join in on the action again. I smiled to myself – and about time, too, I thought but did not say because that would have been insensitive. She moved around and started to get up real close to me on the couch. I glanced over at her as I kept driving my cock in and out of the valley of my Mom’s tits, and found myself suddenly choking on Aunt Yvette’s tongue as she leaned in hurriedly to French kiss me on the mouth for all she was worth. Pressing her ample body up against mine as my dick-stick slid up and down in between my Mom’s massive melons, Aunt Yvette was kissing me hard on the lips for all she was worth, working her tongue in and out of my mouth with rapturous intensity. I could feel her tits pressing in against my chest and could feel her breath in my mouth as she kissed me, but I wanted more, so much more… Pulling away from Aunt Yvette for just a moment, the woman who was pregnant with my baby and who loved me more than she had ever loved any other, I gave her a broad, utterly confident smile and winked at her mischievously. “Come on, darling, climb up here so that I can lick that luscious pussy of yours!” I commanded, and Aunt Yvette was more than happy to hurriedly comply with my wishes. She got up onto the couch astride my head, putting one leg on either side of my head, and then slowly she lowered herself down onto my face, pushing her pulsating cunt right in against my mouth. God, was I in heaven…. getting my straining prick serviced by my mother Erica as her younger sister Yvette jammed her glistening twat down on my face had to be one of the most incredible experiences I could have ever imagined, and I could definitely imagine a hell of a lot. There was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity to get some prime, premium pussy, especially since it was my gorgeous Aunt Yvette’s. Running my long, thick tongue through the thick, meaty folds of her gleaming labia, I soon had my beautiful Aunty gasping and groaning in pre-orgasmic ecstasy as she writhed and moaned above my face. I could hardly see all that much, and could barely see because of the fact that I was being literally smothered by my Aunt’s luscious cunt crushed into my face, but I could feel every tingling sensation that was coursing through my body and could imagine just what I was doing to my sexy relative. Aunt Yvette had to shift her body above my head for just a moment, and that gave me just the very respite that I needed to catch my breath and to see how my Mom was going. Mom gave me a wicked little smile as she let my straining, blood-red cock slip out from between the fleshy folds of her boobs, then she leaned over and opened her mouth to take just the head of my dick in between her tightly clasped lips. Feeling Mom’s deftly skilful tongue sliding round the very tip of my cock-knob, I could feel her saliva slowly leaking down out of her mouth and down over my cock and balls, and it drove me bonkers. “Fuck yeah, Mommy, suck my damn cock like a fucking whore…” I gasped, and she just smiled with my cock-knob still in her mouth and then slowly, teasingly lowered her mouth down the throbbing length of my prick. Feeling her bottoming out, with the entire length of my dick-rod jammed all the way down her throat, I let out a mighty groan of pure lust and grabbed a thick handful of my mother’s curly brown hair, forcing her head up and down on my cock at the tempo that I wanted. Before I knew it, though, my view of the world was blocked by Aunt Yvette’s dripping wet snatch again as she grinded her saturated smoo down hard on my face. I quickly resumed giving her the tonguing of a lifetime, putting all of my considerable focus on giving my busty young Aunt the best pussy licking she had ever had. Within a minute, my lower face was drenched in Aunt Yvette’s cunt-cream, but there was no way in hell that I was going to stop licking out her snatch for anyone or anything. Running my tongue through the thick, meaty folds of Aunt Yvette’s tight, pink pussy, and feeling the walls of her vaginal passage twitch and pulsate as I wormed my way inside her intimate orifice, I felt my own arousal building up quite rapidly. My schlong had swelled up to astronomical proportions within my Mom Erica’s mouth, but I was determined to hold off from my own release until I had given my luscious Aunt the orgasm of a lifetime. I clamped my lips down around the bulbous little nubbin of flesh that was Aunt Yvette’s swollen clitoris and sucked on it hard, flickering the tip of my tongue continuously over the super-sensitive love-button, something which I’d learned quickly from my earlier encounters with my Aunt never failed to drive her considerably over-the-moon with mind-blowing lust. This time, as I had expected, was no exception, and before I quite knew or could fully comprehend what was happening Aunt Yvette was letting out a wail of a scream and was shooting her girly-spunk out at a thousand miles an hour. Quite literally splattering me all over the face with her clear, sweet cum, she almost caused me to drown from the onrushing fluid blasting straight into my open mouth, but after the initial shock and surprise, I regained my composure and managed to swallow back a large portion of her tasty twat-sauce. Aunt Yvette sagged over above me, almost crushing me to death, but then after a while she swung herself at last off my face and walked away, planting herself over on one of the nearby lounge chairs, close enough to the action to see every bit of what was going on. I was still getting an incredible blowjob from my mother, and could slowly feel my nut-sacs begin to tighten up in orgasmic arousal. Looking down at Mom’s gorgeous body as she sucked on my dinger, with her long brown hair framing her exquisite face and her big, round bubble-butt thrust up in the air behind her as she deep-throated my swollen tackle, I felt an overwhelming urge to take her right there and then up her tight, puckered ass. Pulling my prick out of Mom’s mouth then gently guiding her up and away from my lap, I stood up with my stunning mother Erica and gave her a fleeting yet passionate kiss on the lips before swapping places with her. I then proceeded to roughly force her facedown onto the couch where I had been laying back just moments earlier, and moved in hurriedly behind her to jam my face into the crevice between my mother’s ass-cheeks. “OOOOOHHHH FFUUUUCCCKKKKIIIINNN’ HHEEELLLLLLLL!” Mom moaned out in lusting abandonment as I shoved my tongue right up her asshole without so much as an attempt at preliminaries. I could feel the walls of her anus contract tightly around my invasive tongue, and the taste of her dankest of recesses turned me on to no end. I felt my prick twitching between my legs with barely-refrained desire, and my heart was pounding away in my chest at an incredible rate, as I was overwhelmed with passionate feelings of a sexual nature. I knew that I had to be driving Erica positively crazy with my tongue-lashing, but I wasn’t just settled with having my probing tongue stuck clear up her butt-hole, no way… I wanted more from her, and I was going to get it too. I moved my right hand around until it was rubbing slowly at the opening of my mother’s wet, glistening cunt-hole, and gently worked a couple of fingers briefly into her love-tunnel, only pulling them out when Mom started moaning and arching her back. Loving to tease and torture the women that I made love to when they were exceedingly horny until they were dying to be fucked any which way I wanted, it was one of the hardest moments of my life to restrain myself from just taking exactly what I wanted right there and then without the preliminary licking and kneading. Pressing the two probing fingers back up my mother’s tight sheath til she let out a long gasp of pleasure, I could feel the little nubbin which couldn’t be anything else but Erica’s clit pushing up hard against my hand and I couldn’t help but let out a slight moan of wonderment myself. Pulling my head out from in between the cheeks of Mom’s ass, where I had been feasting away diligently on her dirty little sphincter with an unwholesome relish, I raised the two cum-slick digits of my right hand up to my mouth and sucked them back down my throat, detecting the twangy remnants of her cunt on my taste-buds as I swallowed my fiendish mother’s pussy-juices without hesitation. Jamming my hand back in between my Mom’s legs, rubbing it hurriedly against her slit until every finger was nice and wet with her cum, I pushed slowly into her twat with three fingers this time, stretching out her pussy and making her moan with luscious abandon. Her brow was drenched with sweat and she had her eyes closed tight in pleasure, and I could feel the walls of my Mom Erica’s vagina clenching down around the invasive digits, which only added to both her own pleasure and mine. I could feel Mom’s clit throbbing with climactic pleasure against my hand as I shoved my fourth and final finger into the ravishing brunette’s well-stretched pussy-hole, and I just managed, with quite a bit of difficulty, to crane my thumb around while still keeping the four digits inside her so that I could start rubbing it up and down on Erica’s swollen love-button. Erica Thompson was a jumbled mess of nerves, her body driven by the sheer need to get off and orgasm after all this sexual torture. I was just as aroused as she was, with my huge dong straining at its full length between my legs, and my vision was red-tinged with uncontrollable passion. But I wasn’t going to succumb to my baser instincts just yet… Again working my face back in between Erica’s ass-cheeks, I started to lick and suck at my mother’s dank little asshole yet again while I finger-banged her cunt in earnest, driving her on to bigger and greater feats of pleasure. Finally, shoving my tongue in as far as I could go inside my mother’s slightly acrid-tasting rectum, I could feel the walls of her anus clenching down spasmodically around my probing tongue, and could feel Erica’s vadge clasp my invasive fingers in its silky, exquisite vice. “OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST YEH BABY, LICK MY ASS AS I CUM!” Erica babbled out as she let out an eardrum-bursting screech and came all over my hand. Her copious love-fluid poured down all over my hand and then onto the couch underneath, while my fingers, still jammed up to the hilt inside Mom’s tight, throbbing cunt, were literally saturated in her girl-cum. I still kept on licking and slurping at Erica’s bum-hole, until my tongue was numb with exertion and I could not move it at all anymore, then I lifted my head up from behind Mom and stood up on my knees on the couch, propping myself up behind her with my massive schlong swaying gently back and forward in front of me. Erica, her eyes lidded over with her intense need to be taken, turned to look back at me over her left shoulder, licking her lips with anticipation for her very own son to take her up her tight anal-passage. I loved fucking a woman’s asshole, especially if that woman happened to be a relative like my Aunt Yvette or my very own mother Erica – it added so much to the forbidden, taboo sensation I couldn’t help feeling every time I stuck my dick up one of their asses. I could hardly wait to take my mother that way as my slutty Aunty watched us from the lounge chair opposite us. Looking over at Aunt Yvette as I moved in ‘for the kill’, as it were, I could see that she was slowly pistoning two fingers of her right hand in and out of her sopping snatch as she watched the two of us, her eyes wide with anticipation. She was getting off by watching my mother and I, and I felt even more sexually charged knowing that Aunt Yvette was staring at us, not missing one single moment of the action. It filled my heart with confidence, and I was determined to give her a sex show she would never forget! Moving in until the head of my prick was pressing in gently against the puckered little opening to my mother’s anus, I slowly moved forward until the cock-head had at last slipped into the tight little opening of Erica’s bunghole. She let out a stringent cry of pleasure-pain as the tip of my schlong invaded her most intimate of orifices, driving her slowly into a fit of orgasmic pleasure as I gently pistoned my swollen, beet-red man-tool into and out of her suctioning anal-duct. It was so dirty and debased, yet both my Mom and I were quickly swept away by the sheer sensations of the anal-fucking, driven on by our mutual incestuous lust for each other and our primal need to get off. At last, I had worked my cock all the way into my Mom’s asshole, and was fucking her up the butt with the full length of my dick. It felt so tight and virginal every time I sodomized her, so great it never failed to blow my mind as well as my nuts! I craved her ass almost obsessively, and Erica knew it… I was sure that it gave her a sense of fleeting power, some sort of control over me, for her to know that I would do anything at all that I had to do to get a piece of her ass, but I really didn’t care. “OH FUCK YEAH BABY, SHOVE YOUR BIG DICK INTO YOUR SLUTTY MOTHER’S GODDAMN ASSHOLE!” Mom screamed out as she drove her butt back against me with every one of my thrusts, trying to get my prick to sink ever deeper into her tight, constricting rectum. But there was no possible way I could get my cock in any deeper, it was buried in all the way to the hilt, so Erica just had to use her butt-muscles to stimulate both her own building flames of arousal and my swelling prick jammed inside her back-passage. I sure as hell wasn’t complaining about her efforts… she sure was one diligent lover. Naughty Boy! Ch. 03 Looking over at Aunt Yvette again, I saw that she had her entire fist up her snatch and was stretching her cunt to the max! I was utterly mesmerized, watching as she fisted her own dripping smoo with incredible intensity, making her lithe young body jerk and shudder in continuous orgasmic pleasure as she seemed to get off again and again in a continuous, intense cycle. “AAAGGHHH FFFFUUUUCCKKKK YYYYEEEHHHHH BBBAABBBBYYY, BBBAANNGGG TTTHHHHAAATTT TTIGHHT AAASSSSSS!” Aunt Yvette grunted with animalistic lust, her eyes bulging wide open as she came again and again all over the lounge chair she was sitting on, her fist jammed right up her well-stretched, lubricated smoo til she felt as though she was going to burst inside. I could hardly believe what Aunt Yvette was doing to herself as I banged the living hell out of my mother’s tight ass, giving it to her bunghole with everything I had. My vision was tinged around the edges with a bright red haze, but I was not about to ease up on the tempo that I was working up with, sliding my slick cock resolutely in and out of Erica’s butt-plug as she grunted and moaned with agonized pleasure. I could feel my hefty ball-sacs slamming in against Mom’s wet pussy-lips as I drove myself into her with each inward thrust, and my mouth hung open in a sagged way as my arousal built up to a crescendo. There was no way I could hold back, I just had to cum. With a bellowing groan of climax, I began to feel my nuts empty their potent load inside my mother’s dank anal passage, filling her butt-hole up with thick, gooey white cum. Blast after blast of chunky white jism shot straight out of the throbbing red tip of my schlong and into the depths of my mother Erica’s well-fucked asshole, filling her up til cum was billowing up around the edges of my deflating cock. Slowly pulling my prick out of Mom’s stretched, cum-filled back-hole, I looked down on my limp member, swaying backwards and forwards with a healthy mix of pussy-juice and my own spunk covering it all over… I couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of it. I closed my eyes and let out a long, contented sigh, as Mom sagged back on her face into the couch in sheer exhaustion and sexual fulfilment. After the longest while, reality seemed to slip away from me. I was simply content to stand there with my eyes closed, resting from the physically-enduring sex I’d been having for the past hour or so… simply put, I was enjoying the rest. Then I suddenly felt small, soft and infinitely soothing hands wrap around my cock, and I looked down to find Aunt Yvette looking straight back up at me, a slight grin on her face. She opened her mouth and slowly guided the head of my dick-rod in, then clamped her lips down around it and sucked back hard. I let out a sharp moan as the shocking pleasure coursed through me, then I found my right hand quickly coming up to grasp hold of a thick handful of my Aunt’s straight blonde hair and force her further down onto my cock. Up and down she went, licking and sucking on my prick til the blood started to slowly flow back into it and my phallus started to inflate yet again. It was beginning to get tiresome, but I wasn’t going to quit, no way in hell was I going to quit… I was going to fuckin’ bang those two gorgeous, mature babes til they gave in or I died, and that was all there was to it! Aunt Yvette manoeuvred herself around until she was behind her older sister Erica, with her face mashed in between her sis’ butt-cheeks. I could see her pink tongue slide out of her mouth and lick at the red outer-rim of Mom’s well-fucked anus, then looked on in baited breath as she stuck her probing tongue straight in there and really went to town lapping at my mother’s stretched back-door. I could see that she was scooping the cum that was in Erica’s asshole out with her tongue without a care in the world, seemingly uncaring about how utterly unwholesome and kinky it was to me… and I was getting a massive boner back, my cock swelling at the sight of my Aunt sucking my cum-deposits out of my mother’s ass. I had to take Aunt Yvette right there and then. I moved in behind my Aunt, positioning the head of my cock at the entrance of her dripping wet pussy-slit, and pushed in with one big lunge. It was on, yet again: there was just nothing else I could do but fuck their tight, wet pussies, I was never able to say no to either my lovely Aunt nor my gorgeous mother… and yet I never really wanted to stop, anyhow. ## With Aunt Yvette and Mom now on such an understanding, loving wavelength, I felt much better within myself, and more than a little satisfied with how well the threesome had turned out between the three of us, to say the least! Aunt Yvette had to head on home again the next morning, but most of the visit was spent in naked splendour and in various forms of lovemaking. I had a lot of fun, and, by the end of the visit, I was utterly drained of energy and completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. We both saw Aunt Yvette out the door (Roger was still away on one of his numerous business trips), and then Erica and I retired to the master bedroom, which we both shared whenever my stepfather wasn’t home. I had classes on in the afternoon and the evening, but I still had a couple of hours until I had to start to get ready for them. “You know, Kenny, you really should find yourself a nice girl to take out on dates now and then…” Mom said to me as she went over to the cupboard against the far wall that she shared with her husband and, naked as the day she was born and free as a bird, began to rummage through it for her day-clothes. “Find yourself a pretty girl at college and ask her out on a few dates, it’s the normal thing for a man your age to do.” I could hardly believe what she was saying – I was getting sex every other minute of every day now, and she wanted me to find a woman to go out with at college and get more? Was she out of her mind, trying to give me a heart attack, what…? Plus, it wasn’t as if my life wasn’t as complicated enough as it was, with my Aunt pregnant with my baby, my mother as my lover, and my estranged best-friend now back in my life… not to mention his fiancé, who also just happened to be my ex-girlfriend, had let me fuck her a day or so earlier as an ice-breaker between me and my old pal. “I guess it’s an idea, Mom,” I said, trying to come across non-committal on the entire subject. “But I think I’m getting more than enough sex as it is at the moment, anyhow, and I’m pretty sure that my life is complicated enough as it is!” Mom turned her head slightly to glance at me and smiled, knowing full well exactly what I meant and sympathizing with me with that one brief look. I gave her a quick grin back, knowing full well that she was simply trying to help me and didn’t mean to push anything or force me into any situation that I didn’t want. “Well, I just want you to know that you should find yourself a woman of your own, because you can’t just carry on having sex with us relatives and married women all your life,” Erica stated. I nodded my head in understanding from where I was stretched out, on my step-dad Roger’s side of the king-sized bed, watching my mother laying out her clothing for the day in preparation. Dressed only in a pair of super-airy boxer shorts and nothing else, I felt as though I could lay back on the bed all day and watch my beautiful, naked mother strutting about the place til my heart’s content, but Mom had plans for the afternoon – she said that she was going to the tennis club with Jasmine Beckham and some of their mutual friends. At the sheer thought of my Mom’s best friend Jasmine’s amazingly hot body, my cock slowly began to inflate within my boxers, and I reached down between my legs to wrap my right hand around its swelling girth. Rubbing and stroking at my aching prick through the front of my night-pants, I watched as my mother Erica leaned over to pick up her tight-fitting, white tennis blouse, her massive tits swaying gently backwards and forwards as she moved. I couldn’t take my eyes of their magnificent splendour, and felt my rigid tool twitch and shudder in my grasp with intense agitation. Mom saw what I was doing to myself, but she only gave me a brief little smirk and put her top on, covering up her big boobies with their hardened, outthrust nipples. She was going out without a bra on, something that she seemed to be doing on a regular occurrence, and as I looked down on the bed beside me where she had laid out her clothing for the trip out, I could see that Erica had decided to skip wearing any panties as well. The thought of my mother walking around in public without underwear of any kind on turned me on to no end, and I knew that I had to have her right there and then, hard and nasty, before I could leave for university, or I was going to go out of my mind with lust. Erica gave me a long, sexy smile, and then a little wink. She must’ve known full well what all this teasing was doing to me, and was probably getting off on it something chronic, but I really didn’t give a fuck. I wanted Mom real bad, like a fat man needed cake; I wanted her desperately, and I wanted to do sick, perverse things to her, things people only saw in hardcore porno flicks. Grabbing the tiny white tennis micro-skirt off her side of the bed, Erica held the waistband open so she could step into the skirt without all that much difficulty, then quickly pulled it up her long, sleek thighs til she had it on completely, covering her nakedness underneath. I was virtually a jumbled ball of nerves, knowing that my saucy mother was going to go out of the house to play tennis so scantily-clad. I knew how my Mom played tennis, how hard Jasmine and her always went at it to win, and knew that the people watching the game this afternoon were going to get a view of my mother Erica that they had never expected to! Damn it, how I wish I didn’t have classes on soon! Mom went out of the master bedroom without looking back, leaving me lying there on the bed rubbing my rigid prick through the front of my boxers, stewing on my own juices of arousal. After about five minutes of waiting for her, fishing my dick-stick out of my pants to stroke it more directly, I got tired of waiting for her to come back and got up off the bed to go and look for her. Bloody Mom, leaving me all by myself with a huge fucking hard-on and no relief! I thought angrily to myself. She was in the kitchen, drinking straight from the milk container – something that she’d always used to rouse me about when I was younger, but recently she had been doing herself more and more. I watched her from the hallway, admiring the way she was standing by the open fridge door, so sexy and aloft. With my boner still wrapped up in my right hand, I moved slowly around the kitchen table and approached my mother Erica from behind. She had no idea I was there; I had moved silently into the room and she had had her eyes closed so hadn’t had any time to see me. Snaking my way up to her until I was right behind my mother’s back, I decided to move in directly for the kill, and take what I desperately wanted more than anything else in the world at that precise moment… I took my right hand off my outthrust boner and moved right up against my Mom, up so close that my prick was jammed up against her tight, meaty butt. My right arm went around my mother’s waist and my left hand seized one of Erica’s full, luscious tits through her thin blouse, squeezing it hard. I let out an almost agonized groan of lust, pulling her body back against mine, and I felt Erica going limp in my arms, moulding herself back against my body and letting out a long sigh of contentment. The milk container fell to the floor at our feet with a crash, spilling its contents all over the tiles and splashing up over our feet and legs, though neither one of us gave a damn about it at all. Mom twisted her head around so that her lips were brushing against mine, and I leaned in to kiss her hard on the mouth, forcing my tongue down her throat. My right arm slipped away from Erica’s waist as I began to work my hand up and down along my mother’s right leg, stroking and sliding my hand up along her thigh, including up under her skirt, and then back down to her knees. I could literally feel her thighs getting warmer as I let my fingers reach higher up under her skirt and in between my Mom’s legs. She seemed to be really enjoying it, letting me take the commanding role, and I was more than happy to take the initiative and run with it. I kept working my way up with my right hand… higher… until I brushed my hand up against her moist, wet vulva. Mom let out a low moan as my fingers skirted around the outer lips of her damp wet smoo. It was torturous, I knew that, but I was in no mood to rush… I wanted to draw things out for as long as possible, because I knew that in the end Erica would fuck me all the harder and more passionately because of it. Slowly, I slid just the very tip of one finger into Erica’s cunt and jiggled it around inside her hugging tightness for just a little bit, then quickly pulled it out of there just as fast. Coming up with the finger that had been in my mother’s snatch just a few moments before held out in front of me, I could see that she was leaking a hell of a lot of snatch-sauce, and I had every intention of making her spew out a good deal more to come… I jammed the cum-slick digit into Mom’s mouth and she sucked back on my finger with a relish, swallowing back her own pussy-juices without a care in the world. I groaned and felt my ball-sacs slowly begin to tighten up in arousal between my legs, but there was no way in this world I was going to let myself cum anytime soon, and ruin all of my special plans. Moving my hand back down under her micro-skirt, I gently began to tease Mom with each and every one of the fingers of my right hand, sliding them into her tight twat and then, when she was just getting into the intrusive pleasure, pulling them hurriedly back out again… After quite a few minutes of this, Erica Thompson was a wreck. Her hair was all tangled and matted back against her scalp with sweat; her big doe-like eyes were bulging out of their sockets with burning, intense arousal, and her skin was practically ablaze with her lust. She needed some more sexual satisfaction, something hard and substantive, not this teasing torture that I was putting her through… it was time to give her what she wanted. “Do you want me to lick your fuckin wet pussy, bitch? You want me to suck on your Goddamn clit and make you cum, you whore?” I spat out, my eyes burning with fiery intensity and my body shaking with desire. Oh Lord, I was beyond sanity, I was beyond the brink of passion, I was in another world of desire entirely… “Oh yes baby, Mommy needs you to lick her wet pussy, like all good boys should…” Erica said to me, her eyes hooded with lust, a little bit of spit dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Fuckin’ Jesus, she was so hot! “What do you want me to do, you fucking whore? You want me to lick your cunt? Then yell it out, you skank-bitch, scream it out as loud as you can or I won’t give you what you want,” I said sternly, pulling her micro-skirt up past her waist for the first time and exposing her dripping, cum-soaked snatch to my own ravenous gaze. Erica gasped and arched her back in pleasure, feeling the cool air on her ultra-sensitive skin and getting a tingling sensation deep down inside. “GODDAMN KENNY I NEED YOU TO LICK MY FUCKIN WET CUNT WITH YOUR SKILFUL TONGUE YOU DIRTY LITTLE BOY! YOU’RE MOMMY’S NAUGHTY BOY AND MOMMY WANTS YOU TO EAT HER PUSSY TIL SHE SCREAMS!!!” Erica bellowed, and I was grinning from ear to ear with pleasure by the time she had stopped shouting. Well, there most definitely was no mistaking her wishes, then, I thought with a wicked smirk. But I was more than happy to oblige…. Practically swooping down between my very own mother’s long, sleek legs, and burying my tongue straight up her cunt-hole as far as I could stick it, I immediately went to work munching away at the outer folds of her tight, pink smoo as I sucked back at her dripping, moist wet snatch at the very same time. I worked the forefinger of my right hand slowly into her tight, constrictive asshole while I continued to drink back on Mom’s sweet, slightly tangy ‘nectar of the gods’. Erica drove her pelvis up into my face as I ate her out, driving her to the point of insanity, causing her to screech and shudder in orgasmic ecstasy as she jerked and convulsed in pleasure under my dedicated ministrations. Guiding my mother Erica gently over to the kitchen table, I pushed Mom down onto the hard wooden tabletop and spread her legs slowly open before my blazing gaze. Her pussy gaped open before me in such a debased, leering fashion that I almost felt as though I was going to cum right there and then, all over the table and my mother’s lower body. I levered Erica bodily up onto her back, with her ass sticking up in the air in front of my face, the puckered little brown orifice that was her asshole almost winking at me as I struggled to hold her upright. I needed to taste that beautiful little opening, needed to run my tongue around its rim, needed to probe its depths… As soon as the tip of my tongue touched the wrinkled skin of my Mom’s anus, she let out an ear-piercing scream and began to buck and thrash about the place wildly, cum pouring out all over the place as she was gripped in an intense orgasm. I could taste the dank recesses of Mom’s tightly clenching asshole on my tongue as I worked it in and out of her butt-plug, driving her insane with lust. I wanted to fuck her with my tongue til she was gripped with an intense pleasure so mind-blowing it almost made her pass out. I wanted to give Mom the immense rush that she deserved. So I ate out her asshole, licking and sucking at her dirty little bunghole til she came over and over again in pleasure. Then, when I could tell that Erica was positively soaking in between her legs in her own girl-cum, I jammed a couple of fingers of my right hand into her cunt right up to my knuckles, causing her to scream at the top of her lungs and arch her back up away from the tabletop. Pistoning my fingers in and out of Erica’s tight twat until she was wracked with yet another rippling orgasm, I then moved my body up so that I was able to guide my cock carefully in between my mother’s thighs and begin to slide it slowly into her tight, juicy love-tunnel. Feeling Mom let out a sharp gasp and press her body up hard against me as I thrust the thick, throbbing length of my prick into her hugging tightness, I started to work up a slow yet regular tempo, making her shudder with every driving, inward penetration in pleasure. I moved my head down and took Mom’s budding right nipple into my mouth, sucking on it hard as I drove into her with my huge, swollen dick-schlong. She let out and agonized moan of pleasure and I could feel my mother Erica cum real hard around my prick as I fucked her senseless. The tightening, clenching vice that was Erica Thompson’s cunt felt absolutely heavenly as it milked and squeezed at my love-pole, and I felt as though I was simply going to pass out from the intensity and the pleasure. I was almost seeing stars, and my eyes were watery with tears as I felt my aching ball-sacs tingling intensely as I neared my climax. “OH JESUS YEAH BABY FUCK MOMMY’S TIGHT FUCKIN’ CUNT!!!” Erica yelled out, screeching with almost agonized pleasure as she reached around with both hands to grab a tight handhold of my firm, rock-solid ass and sink her long, red fingernails into both of my butt-cheeks. I felt the pain, but it was secondary to the intense pleasure I myself was feeling as I kept on driving my cock in and out of Mom’s hugging snatch. “HOLY SHIT, YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD BABY!” Naughty Boy! Ch. 03 I could hardly believe all the obscenely filthy words my mother was saying as I kept on pounding her, but I loved it all and it only served to fuel the blistering fires of my passionate desire. There was no force known that could have stopped me from continuing to give it to Mom, but I felt as though I was slowly loosing ground against the lustful completion that threatened to overwhelm the both of us. I had made Mom cum a couple of times already since we had started, but I was feeling my own self-control begin to wane as my own need to orgasm began to wash over me. I knew just what I needed to do, and I think Mom understood what I had in mind about the same time that I did, because she helped me roll around onto the tabletop and then moved into position up on top of me, straddling my waist and guiding my penis back to the opening of her tight, dripping twat. I felt the very head of my prick slip back into her and let out a satisfied little grunt, then, as she began to impale herself slowly down on my twitching pole of dick-meat, she too began to sigh and moan softly. When I was fully inside her hugging warmth yet again, I began to feel the twitching forewarning as the walls of my mother’s pussy began to squeeze and contract my straining prick and knew immediately that she was near another orgasm. This one, however, was going to be big, and I could see the look of indescribable lust play out across my Mom’s eyes. I couldn’t help but feel an incredible sense of jealousy. I really wanted to cum, and cum hard… Bounding up and down on my raging hard-on, Mom let out a long series of animalistic grunts and groans of arousal, and I could feel how wet and unusually responsive she had become to me since we had arranged ourselves into this new position. Looking up into her eyes, I could see that Erica was being swept away by wave after wave of passion, and I wanted her to have so much more. I worked the forefinger of my right hand straight up her tight asshole, pistoning it in and out of the squeezing back passage with fervent intensity, and it immediately became blindingly apparent that Mom really got off on the digit up her butt because she let out a blood-curdling scream and came all over herself, the desktop, and me underneath her, as her cunt-cream saturated everything. I was taken to another world of pleasure as my mother’s pussy clenched down tight on my prick, and before I even realised what was happening, I was grunting with bestial rapture and shooting wads of thick, gooey and extremely potent cum into the depths of her still-twitching womb. It was an absolutely amazing feeling, to cum along with my Mom at the very same moment, and one that I knew I would cherish for the rest of my days as soon as it happened. There were few things that could equal that moment in my life, I knew that, and it brought a big, cocky-as-shit grin to my face just knowing how great I’d satisfied my mother before allowing myself to cum. Most men, I knew, wouldn’t have been so thoughtful… “Oh yeah darling…” Erica moaned, dropping down to rest her head against my chest and to breathe lightly into my left ear. “I love it so much when we manage to cum together.” “There’s nothing else in this world like it, Mom,” I replied, speaking the God’s-honest truth. I reached up from where my right hand had been moments earlier, cupping her round, meaty ass gently, and ran it through Mom’s long chestnut-brown hair lovingly. “I’m so lucky to have such a fantastic mother…” “Ah, you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re fucking me…” Mom cooed seductively, worming her way down my body til she had one of my wrinkly, currently empty ball-sacs clamped down around her luscious red lips. As I felt my cock slowly begin to twitch in response to the way my mother Erica was lapping and sucking at each one of my hairy nuts in turn, I started to think about what Mom had said earlier on about me finding myself a girlfriend. It really did sound complicated, and definitely added to my already hectic lifestyle as I had explained to Mom before, but I did want to find myself a woman to be with at university, like all my friends, and start getting back into the field again with somebody my age who wasn’t a relative… And Mom had made it plaintively clear that it certainly didn’t have any bearing whatsoever on all the incest-sex I was going to get in the future… and that, I most definitely had to say, was a very good thing indeed. The future definitely looked bright. I had no firm idea what lay in store for me in the future, or how I was going to manage to find peace and happiness in my life, but one thing was for sure – there wasn’t going to be any need to whack off alone in my room to my sizable stash of porno magazines anymore! Not with my mother Erica and my Aunt Yvette there to see to my every need and fantasy… The girlfriend issue… well that was something that I would have to think about. I most definitely wasn’t wanting to settle down or anything crazy like that, but I understood Mom’s concerns: she wanted me to be happy with a woman my own age, someone I could love and cherish the way my mother wished Roger would love and cherish her, like he had when they had first gotten married all those years ago. It was hard, I thought to myself, when a parent tried to live their life through the life of one of their children… it was especially hard, of course, in my case, because of my ‘special relationship’ with Mom. She wanted me to be happy but she didn’t quite understand, or maybe didn’t quite believe, that I was happiest when I was with her, loving her…. Things were good in my life as they were, sure. But if I could have more, then all the better… To Be Continued… Author’s Note: Firstly, I would like to apologize for the lack of postings over the past couple of months. My life has been pretty hectic as of late and there were some unforseen, severe problems with the computer that had to be straightened out. Rest assured, I aim to get the last two parts of this story out to my avid readers as soon as possible. I really do appreciate all the feedback that I get, positive or negative, and try to work all the tips and suggestions that I feel are appropriate to the storyline into my work. I would again like to thank all the readers who took time out to enjoy my posting, and please, cast your vote: it’s an effective way to make your opinions count! TheCaptain Naughty Boy! Ch. 04 Warning: Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Naughty Boy! before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. I would wish to thank all of my appreciative fans, and I hope that you all enjoy. TheCaptain My mother, Erica Thompson, married to a very rich and successful businessman like Roger Thompson, knew all the right people and was a member of all the right clubs. She went to all the right restaurants, drove flashy cars and wore expensive ornamentation when out on the town with her glamorous, up-market girlfriends. I did not go to the same extremes as Mom did – I just liked driving a good car and having a bit of cash in my wallet – but I was not as into all the rich-glamour scene as she was, and I guess I really had nothing to prove to those friends and companions who knew me. It was mid-morning on a Saturday, so I didn't have to worry about going to university, and could just sit back and take it easy all day. I liked the few days of peace and quiet that I was able to get, and because Roger was working almost all the time of late, I was able to spend most of that free time with Mom. One day, as I was cuddling with her on the huge bed, our bodies entwined and coated in mixed sweat from our earlier loving exertions, Erica raised her head up off my chest to look me straight in the eye. "Oh honey, you're the sweetest thing… I don't know how I've deserved such a fantastic son, but I'm so very thankful, my darling." Without so much as a moment's hesitation, Mom kissed me on the mouth, hard, with so much passion it almost overwhelmed me. Her tongue slid in between my lips and down my throat, while she reached down with her right hand at the very same time to wrap her hand tightly around my limp prick. Slowly, with tender-loving care, Erica began to tug me off, working her hand up and down the full length of my dick as I leaned back all the way into the pillow as far as I could go and closed my eyes tightly, trying to keep a semblance of self-control as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I could feel Mom moving her left hand up and down my right thigh, and then she worked it up til it was resting lightly on my muscular, well-chiselled chest. Her long, red fingernails, which I could not see because I had my eyes clenched tightly shut but I could imagine just as clearly all the same, began to lightly scratch their way up and down my chest, and I let out a sharp gasp of pleasure as the passionate feelings building up inside me reached a catalytic crescendo. It was one of my favourite things, to have a woman run her long nails all over my super-sensitive body. Especially when it was my magnificent mother, Erica – she was the most incredible babe I had ever had the pleasure of fucking, and I had known a lot of women in my short but varied sex life. Tugging off my wood-stick with her right hand while running her fingernails all over my chest with her left hand, I grunted and gasped in pre-orgasmic delight as Erica used all the formidable skills of her experienced years to cause me the most pleasure that she could. I had to open my eyes and look back at her, and when I did, I found that she was already staring straight at me. Our eyes met and we exchanged knowing smiles, then she kissed me for the third time and grinded her body up against my side, sliding her moist wet pussy up and down my leg. I needed to fuck her, needed her so badly it was tearing me up inside. So I moved both of my hands around til I had a firm grasp of her big, meaty butt, then began to squeeze and mash the cheeks of her ass, pulling them apart and then quickly slamming them back together again in rapid succession. I kissed her passionately on the lips, on her chin, on her nose and down her neck. I pulled her hurriedly around until she had straddled my waist, and I could feel the mushroom-shaped head of my dong slipping in between the moist lips of my mother's dripping pussy-hole. The sensations that coursed through my body were radiating out from the very tip of my cock, which was sinking inevitably into Mom's suctioning smoo. Oh Lord Almighty, it was amazing. Every time I got a piece of my mother Erica's magnificent pussy I was blown away, and found it even better than the last time. There wasn't a force on Earth that would have stopped me from getting the very thing that I wanted most, above everything else. I grabbed a tight grip on both of Erica's hips and quickly slid all the way inside her, filling her up to the brink, jamming every last inch of my cock up inside her hugging wet tightness. Soon, Erica was bouncing slowly up and down on my throbbing, rock-hard prong, getting slowly drawn into the pleasurable sensations of the debauchery, her cunt gently squeezing and releasing my dick as we eased ourselves into a rhythmic fucking motion. I pushed the forefinger of my right hand slowly into the tight crevice in between Mom's butt-cheeks, seeking out the tiny puckered hole of her anus with the tip of my finger. When I found it at last, pushing in against the super-tight, wrinkled orifice until it began to give out under the pressure, I leaned over and slipped my tongue into my Mom Erica's mouth for her to suck on. Pushing in as hard as I could, I managed to get almost the entire length of my forefinger in my mother's clenching anal duct, while I continued to slide my cock in and out of her wet, tight twat all the while, not once easing up on my brutal fuck-tempo. She began to raise and lower herself faster up and down on my prick, and I could feel a sense of near-desperation coming over her as Erica sought her own sexual release. Her body was tightening up on the inside for a climax of gargantuan proportions, while sweat coursed down the length of her body in rivets, and her face and upper torso were flushed with blood. I grabbed onto Mom's left shoulder with both hands and used my arms to help drive my own thrusts deeper into her sensational snatch. She let out an earth-shattering scream as the pleasure simply overwhelmed her, while her body was wracked by wave after wave of orgasmic seizures and the walls of her cunt threatened to rip my dick completely off as it clenched down on my rigid pole. It was as though she had been waiting for that very moment to unleash a torrential flood of thick, clear girl-cum all over my blistering cock and balls. "Oh shit baby… oh Jesus fucking Christ yeah." Mom slowly coasted down from the heights of her orgasmic passion, stroking the side of my face tenderly as she continued to slide up and down on my prick. As she came, I could almost feel my own climax rushing on at the same moment, but then something peculiar held me in check and I did not blow my load. Instead, I let out a long sigh and the tension just seemed to seep out of me. The urgency and sheer passion of the moment was lost on me, at least for the time being – though the hard-on definitely wasn't! She was so beautiful right there at that precise moment that words alone could not adequately do her justice. With the light coming in through the window to the west, shining down brightly from the sky high above, Mom simply looked positively glowing. For the millionth time over the past few weeks that I'd been screwing my mother and her younger sister, I had to thank the gods for my good fortune. I just hoped I could make the fun last forever… Reaching up with my left hand to squeeze Mom's tits and pull on each one of their hardened nipples in turn, I started to gently thrust my dick up into her twat again, taking Erica a little by surprise. She let out a soft, sharp gasp of surprised pleasure as I worked my prick-stick steadily in and out of her slippery, tightly-clenching pussy, and then groaned from deep down in her belly when I hooked my finger a little bit inside her anus and pulled back on it. Soon enough, waves of heady pleasure were washing over Mom as I kept on masterfully fuelling the fires of her desire, goading her on with the way I teased her and the skill in which I loved her. Pulling the finger at last out of Mom's ass as I rolled her over onto her back on the bed and moved over with her until I was on top, I made sure both of her long, sleek sexy legs were swung around on either side of me and then hurriedly guided the head of my penis into the pink, fleshy folds of Erica's hot, sopping wet pussy. I slid slowly into the opening from whence I came until finally I had all 9" of my monstrous member buried up to the hilt inside her. God, it was the tightest fuckin cunt… I loved it! Working my prong rhythmically into and out of my very own mother's aching, gripping twat, I felt beads of sweat begin to form along my brow and down the length of my back, but I brushed the discomforting feelings aside and just kept on persevering. Erica was soon grunting and moaning like a stuffed pig, her eyes bulging wide and her mouth hanging open as I drove into her hard with every thrust and left her longing for me with every withdrawal. "AAAHHHH FUCK YYYYEEEEAAAAAHHHH LLOOVVVVEEE MMMMMEEEE!!!" Mom moaned, arching her back and letting out a raggedy shudder, her body trembling with pre-orgasmic pleasure as she began to tense up in arousal. I needed to get off desperately, and knew that I would have to have her from a different angle to get the friction that I needed to cum. So I helped lift Mom's legs up over my shoulders and began to go to town on her gaping, saturated cunt, driving my prick in and out of her like crazy. It just felt so wonderful and so right, it almost made me think life couldn't ever get any better… but then I fucked her somewhere else, in another variation… it always did seem better than the last time, no matter how good that last time might've seemed to be. "OOHHH SSSSHHHIIEEETT…" I gasped, feeling a tingling sensation start to grow from my swaying ball-sacs and spread quickly out to every other inch of my body. I was soon alive with radiant energy, from the very top of my head to the tips of my toes, and my swollen, blood-gorged cock, jammed all the way up inside Mom's squeezing love-vice, swelled up like a balloon inside of her to the point where I thought I was going to cum for sure. It was just mind-blowing. I felt as if I was literally going to fry my brain inside my skull, such an intense, almost primal sense of pleasure was washing over me. My ass-cheeks clenched and my balls throbbed achingly as they banged a regular tempo against the firm, round orbs of Mom's own backside. I leaned in and kissed her hard on the mouth, shoving my tongue down Erica's throat and pushing her long sleek legs in almost to the point of inflicting pain on her joints. She kissed me back just as hard and her hands came round to grab onto my ass. I worked my way slowly around Mom's face, kissing and nibbling on every sexy inch of her, til I had my tongue in her left earlobe. "Oh Lord I need to cum so much, Mama…" I whispered into her ear, and a rippling wave of ecstasy coursed through Mom's body after I had finished talking, almost as if this admission on my part had turned her on and made her have a mini-climax. "AHH YEH CUM FOR MOMMY!" Erica groaned, driving her hips up against my downward thrusts and using the muscles of her vagina to clench down on my rigid dick-wand while the opportunity presented itself. But it was a little bit of luck – mixed in with Mom's own natural sense of sexual inspiration – that sealed the deal and had me cumming buckets of jizz all up inside her. Erica reached around with the forefinger of her right hand and suddenly pushed it fair up my tight, puckered rear end, causing my anal-duct to clench and contract quickly around the intrusion. At first, there was a sharp, intense stab of pain, then a dull, achingly throbbing sensation as the initial jab subsided and my body began to adjust to the unexpected invader. It took me a few moments to realize after Mom had shoved the finger up my ass that I had been cumming, but when I finally did come around and my mind computed what was happening, I was immediately swept up in a whirlwind of sensations. I didn't even have any idea that so much semen had been building up inside me, but the gooey, sticky, extremely messy evidence was irrefutable. The throbbing, pulsating rush of cum that tore out of me felt more like a flood of piss flowing through my cock than a orgasm, and I had definitely never cum so hard before that very moment in my life. There was so much jism that I felt it oozing out of her and over my balls even before the last spurt of spunk had shot out of my cock. I collapsed on top of Erica and just lay there where I lay, exhausted and totally unable to conjure up even the briefest burst of energy required to move off her chest. We stayed locked together for the longest while, the both of us gasping and panting as though we'd run a marathon, our bodies drenched in sweat, both of our hearts beating away like prime race-horses in full gallop… I myself was breathing so hard I thought my lungs were going to burst from the strain. "Oh Mom, you spoil me so much it's almost criminal…" I sighed, stroking her naked back as my limp cock at last slipped out of Erica's cum-bloated pussy. A thin trail of jizz still linked the head of my schlong with her puffy, swollen cunt-lips… but neither one of us really cared about that, or the fact that we were both sweaty and reeked of sex, or the fact that the bed sheets were slick all over with our combined love-juices. None of that mattered a good Goddamn when two people who loved each other as much as Mom and I were making love… the world could've gone to hell in a heartbeat, and neither one of us would have batted an eye. ## I'd almost completely forgotten about my little escapade with Mandy Swanson the other day while Mom was out shopping, and about the promise I had made to give her fiancé, Charlie Ingram, a call. We had been best friends, a long time ago, and it was about time to let bygones be bygones and get back together again. I could see the wisdom in that now, after the years had passed by and the hurt at my then-girlfriend Mandy running off with Charlie, who I had thought was my best friend for life, who I had always thought would be loyal and true to our friendship, had faded away. Strange, sometimes, the way life plays out for us… Picking up the piece of scrap-paper Mandy had used to quickly jot down Charlie's mobile phone number before she had left, minus her panties and with my cum still dripping down out of her well-fucked bunghole, I began to punch the numbers in carefully one at a time before waiting for the call to connect. After a short while, I finally got through, and heard Charlie's voice on the other end: "Heya, Charlie here, how can I help ya?" "Hey, Charlie! Howz it goin', man? Long time, no hear, hey mate?" I said to my former pal with a smile in my voice. I could not believe I had actually come through, and was actually talking to Charlie, no matter what I thought about him at the moment. There were still underlying feelings of pain and anger, but hey, that was life, and I just had to suck it up and get over it. "Kenny! Fuckin' oath, man, it's real good to hear from you! Mandy told me you had enjoyed my little gift, as I knew you would man!" Charlie said with a hearty chuckle, and I couldn't help but grin at his brazenness. Oh yeah, he knew exactly how to push people's buttons. That was definitely Charlie Ingram in a nutshell. That was why he was a very good, extremely effective businessman. That's what Mandy had told me, and I didn't doubt her for a second. "Hey man, you should come down to my club as soon as you can, and I'll show you a real good time, I promise you!" "Haha, yeh I bet," I replied with a slight smile. I had had a talk with Mandy before she had finally left the other day about Charlie and about what he was doing with himself, and she had filled me in on his latest enterprise. It was a ‘gentleman's club', or most commonly known as a strip club. Pretty ritzy, too, she had told me, a place called ‘Sugar & Spice' over in New York. I had to say that my curiosity had been kindled. "Well, I've got the weekend clear coming up, so I guess if you can catch up with me then, that'll be great." "Fantastic, man! I'll give you the address now…" The phone call basically dwindled off from that point onwards, but I got the address to Charlie's new club, and we managed to work out a time and a place where we would meet up. I began to anticipate a pretty fun evening of adult games and heavy drinking, and Charlie promised that Mandy would be there as well. She was looking forward to catching up with me again, he told me with a hearty, good-natured laugh. Charlie definitely wasn't nearly as attached to his future wife as I would have expected, but then he had a way with women that always seemed strange and utterly peculiar to me. Well, to each their own, hey? I thought to myself. Good luck to them both, that's all I had to say about it... they had their own lives to lead, and I had mine to worry about. The immediate future seemed bright, and full of promise. I just had to make sure I didn't make any mistakes, or commit myself too much to anything that made me feel uncomfortable in any way. But I was pretty sure I had a lot of fun in store for me pretty soon… I had some ‘catching up' to look forward to! ## Charlie Ingram looked just as I remembered, which wasn't saying much because we'd only been estranged for the last three years. He'd always been pretty tall for as long as I'd known him, and that definitely hadn't changed, as he had to be at least over 7' tall by my rough estimate. With a flamboyant, easy-going personality and a breezy sense of self-assuredness and confidence that never seemed to be lacking under any circumstance, Charlie was made for high-rolling, risky enterprises, where there was big money to be made and a long way down to fall if one failed at the game. He still had longish, wavy dirty-blonde hair and bright, piercing blue-grey eyes, at once both full of life and utterly devoid of any real emotion. Charlie always knew how to play things right, and was always willing to show people exactly what they were expecting to see. "Ahh, Kenny, old pal, it's so great to see you again!" he exclaimed, coming out to the front door to meet me when the ‘doorman', a massive black bouncer by the name of Matthew, announced my presence into a collar radio-transmitter. Charlie held out his arms and I stepped into his embrace for a brief, heart-felt hug. It had been awhile, and all the way over here I had been thinking about all the ground we had lost in our friendship. The past was the past and it was time to move on… "Charlie, mate, buoyant as always!" I shot back, holding him back at arms-length and running an appreciative eye up and down his body. It had to be the suit, I thought to myself – it was an Armani, Navy-blue, and very sharp. Charlie had invested a sizable about of dough to get that suit, and had clearly been measured to his somewhat unique frame. He looked like a million bucks. "Man, you've really got yourself a sleek-looking joint here!" I was just referring to the outside and the inner foyer of the club; I couldn't quite get my head around what I was already seeing, it all just seemed so opulent and stylish, but I had a sneaking suspicion that the best was yet to come. Charlie, who was leaning the way into the depths of his establishment, leaving Matt behind at the door with a slight nod of thanks, only turned to face me for the briefest moment and gave me a slight, conspiratorial smile, then carried on walking forward. I could do nothing more than follow his lead, which is exactly what I did. When we got into the ‘bowels' of the strip-club, where all the dancers and customers were milling about the place in naked or near-naked splendour, I felt as though I was in a magical, incredibly surreal wonderland. There were women of all shapes and sizes dancing and swaying, shaking the bounty God (or a plastic surgeon) gave them for the benefit of the customers, covering nearly every race and nationality under the sun. I was quite impressed. Naughty Boy! Ch. 04 "Well, what do you think then? Pretty sweet, huh?" Charlie boasted, with a confident smile stretched across his face from ear to ear. I had to nod in agreement, because there was no denying the fact that the place did look pretty damn awesome. Charlie gave me a knowing look and we continued on towards the back of the club, to the STAFF ONLY area behind the bar where I figured all the offices were… but on our way, we found ourselves impeded by a beautiful, busty blond bombshell dressed up as a sexy, half-naked cowgirl. She looked positively radiant, with long billowing golden-coloured locks and bright blue-green eyes. The bountiful babe also had thick, crimson-red lips (the natural colour heightened by the glazy lipstick she had applied earlier on, before starting her work for the day), long eyelashes, a cute little button-nose, and the most gorgeously, purely angelic yet at the same time sensuously sinful face I had seen in a very long time. Her ‘stripper's outfit' was absolutely amazing, too, helping to highlight her sexiness and prominently display her best assets in the most formidable fashion available. She was wearing a khaki-coloured ‘cowboy's jacket' (or cowgirl's jacket, depending on how one chose to look at it) with two big holes cut out of the front of it, through which her two huge lightly-tanned mammaries bulged out for all the gaping perverts to gaze upon. Then there were the skin-tight, snake-leather pants, with crotch- and ass-holes cut out so that all of the stripper-babe's womanly wares were on display to the gawkers just like her tits. She had a smooth, hairless pussy (which I actually thought was quite big compared to the other cunts I had seen and sampled in my time), and real long, sleek muscular legs. A real sexy minx, someone that I could definitely would've liked to get with. I was hooked from the very first moment… "Ah Charlie, I was meaning to talk to you about that ‘favour' I did for you last week and…" the blonde sex-kitten started, but then quickly she pulled herself up short and stopped talking as soon as she noticed my presence behind my old friend. "Oh, sorry boss, I didn't see you were with somebody." "Haha, no, that's alright Savannah. This is my old pal Kenny. I was going to introduce you later on, but now's a good an opportunity as any, don't you agree?" "Umph, yeh, sure thing…" I smiled at her and took hold of her right hand in both of mine, then raised her hand to my lips and kissed it reverently. A little cheesy, I know… but hey, I'm an old-school gentleman at heart, damn me world if you wish but it was the way I'm always going to be. "Savannah… a beautiful name for a beautiful woman." Behind me, Charlie rolled his eyes skyward with mock disgust, smiling all the while at my chivalrous act. He knew that I'd hop through rings of fire or run over burning hot chunks of coal for a crack at a babe like that… Charlie Ingram knew me well, better I thought sometimes than I knew myself, and at some points in my life I found that extremely creepy. "Why thank-you… You're far sweeter than Charlie here, Kenny," Savannah said, playfully swatting her boss's right shoulder. We all had a laugh, we exchanged a few more pleasantries for a minute or two longer, and then Charlie and I carried on towards the offices at the back of the club. But before we left, Charlie said something that immediately got my already-stiff dick throbbing achingly in my pants in anticipation. "Hey Savannah," he said, "don't forget to bring that big, beautiful butt of yours back to my office in about twenty minutes, huh?" With that, Charlie leaned over and, cupping one of his employee's ass-cheeks in his right hand, slipped his tongue into the willing stripper's mouth. Watching the two of them making out right in front of me, getting into their French kiss while Savannah was so close and with all her bits hanging out for everyone who only bothered to able to see, I was granite-hard in mere seconds and felt a very intense, aching sense of impending pressure building up in my swollen, cum-heavy nuts. They had to be the size of Goddamn rockmelons! I thought to myself. After the longest time, they broke apart, and I suddenly realized that the mini-spectacle had drawn a bit of attention from those around us, who had until mere moments earlier been fixated on all the strippers that were all over the place. I smiled, and so did Savannah and Charlie. It was all we could really do about it, anyhow. "I'll talk with you about that ‘favour' later on," Charlie promised Savannah in a low voice. Then, to me, he said, "Come on, Kenny, we've gotta keep moving. Our sexy little minx of a cowgirl here's gonna make a private appearance back in my office in about twenty minutes, okay? Til then, boy-o, we'll shoot the shit, hey? Catch up on old times…" I nodded in agreement (though I would have been more than happy to have Savannah join the two of us right then and there) and moved to follow Charlie as he moved towards the back-offices. But then suddenly Savannah was in front of me, with her right hand resting lightly on my chest, blocking my path. She gave me an ever-so-slight, cute little smile, which seemed very quirky and innocent, and leaned up to kiss me lightly on the mouth. Her tongue flickered into my mouth for the briefest of moments, and then was gone again just as fast, and she was moving on, heading towards a long table full of drunken, rowdy-looking Japanese business-honchos. I was stunned, and looked to Charlie. He was staring right back at me, a big grin plastered across his face. I smiled and shook my head. I really shouldn't have been surprised that a guy like Charlie would've set something like Savannah up for our enjoyment, but I couldn't help it – it had still come out of the blue for me. I had to tell myself that with Charlie, anything could happen… I was determined that whatever he pulled next, I would not be shocked by it. That bastard and his crazy stunts were always pushing the limits… but he loved it, that's the way he was, and he was never going to bend, break or change. Charlie was definitely one of a kind. ## For about twenty to twenty-five minutes, in Charlie's comfortably-furnished managerial office in the back area of his strip-club, we both kicked back and relaxed, filling in some of the detail that we wished to share about our lives with the other. I had decided earlier that, for the time being at least, I would hold back on telling my old friend about what had happened between my Aunt Yvette, my Mom Erica and myself… if in the future I did decide to tell him, then I would then, when I felt more comfortable to do so. We drank our drinks (a couple of Jack Daniels and cokes in two fairly large glass tumblers) and talked about life in general, but our sexual conquests in particular. I could tell quite quickly that Charlie could sense I was holding back on me, and not a few times I found myself almost slipping and giving up the dirt on my incestuous lovers. My formerly estranged friend was real clever and ruthlessly conniving, and even more devious than I had remembered (which I hadn't believed could have been possible). "Okay, my friend, I know that something really awesome happened to you that you haven't told me, and that's alright, I can deal… but really, you should share these things, get them out in the open. I promise you nothing that you tell me that you don't want to share with others will ever go out past these lips," Charlie said solemnly, looking me straight in the eye as he vowed this. I could see by the look in his eyes that he was dead serious about what he told me, but I just couldn't do it… I looked away from him and he understood, dropping the subject entirely. There was awkward silence for a few long, drawn-out moments, then a light tapping on the door roused the both of us out of our own private thoughts and our heads snapped around. Charlie got up out of his seat behind the big, cleared-off desk, a big smile plastered across his face. "My friend, you are in for a real treat now…" he promised me, opening the door and leaning out to give Savannah, dressed in her sensational cowgirl outfit, a light kiss on the cheek. He then quickly moved to the right to let her into the room, with her firm round ass swaying backwards and forwards in such a sexy, arousing fashion and her eyes locked right on mine. "Hello there, stud," Savannah, the gorgeous stripper, cooed with a lilt-sweet little voice, standing there about a metre in front of my chair still with her tits, ass and crotch exposed. I could see that her pussy was damp and pre-cum was leaking out down both of her legs in abundance, which made my already considerably aroused cock all the harder inside my pants. Goddamn it, I wanted to sink my dick inside that beautiful bitch's tight wet twat more than anything else, and it was killing me to just sit there in my chair as she sauntered around, shaking everything God gave her so close to me! "Charlie tells me that you're an old friend of his, someone he hasn't seen for a long time… he says you deserve something nice from him, something to make up for a wrong he inflicted. Well, guess what darlin'? I'm gonna fuck your brains out, right here, right now… how would that be?" "Oh fuck… that'll be great!" I stammered, looking over at Charlie as Savannah moved quickly over to where I sat and dropped down onto her knees in front of me. Charlie was leaning against the far wall, with a slight smile on his lips now and a sort of far-off, dreamy look in his eyes. Savannah had a lust-filled glaze in her eyes as she reached out and squeezed the firm girth of my cock through the crotch of my pants, then started to hastily unclip the buckle of my belt and tug out my blood-swollen prick so she could work on it far more thoroughly. Once she had it out and grasped tightly in her right hand, she immediately began jacking me off, pulling the wrinkled flesh of my dick-sheath up and down in an ever-increasing fashion, her eyes glued to the swollen, moist head of my cock. The blonde goddess licked her lips as she stared at the mushroom-shaped tip of my prick, her face alight with unwholesome delight and her body straining forward to get as close to that rigid phallus as possible without touching it with anything else but her right hand. I could not believe that this was happening… but then, I could hardly believe that anything that had happened over the past couple of weeks had really transpired. I was in a new twilight world filled with improbable sexual encounters and gorgeous broads willing to jump my bones at a moment's notice… I was sort of surprised that, considering all the sex I had been involved in lately, I hadn't already been fucked completely raw. Savannah finally seemed to crave into her base desires and leaned forward, the tip of her tongue snaking out to finally make fleeting contact with the little pee-slit on the end of my schlong, causing an intense wave of almost crippling pleasure to course through my entire body. My already bloated balls, filled with the churning load of cum that I was sure was going to come out on or inside Savannah sooner or later, tingled with pre-orgasmic delight at the teasing ministrations. Running her tongue along the underside of my cock, from the base of it (where my nut-sacs ended) all the way up to the mushroom-shaped tip. She made sure to slobber around a bit, leaving a fair amount of saliva in her tracks to lube up my dick-stick. The way she licked and nibbled at my cock drove me wild with lust, but did not clench the fires of my desire the way I would have expected a normal blowjob to – in fact, in this case Savannah seemed to be hell-bent on fuelling the flames of my passion. At last, after licking, sucking and biting lightly on every little sensitive piece of my crotch, including my balls and the bit of bare skin between my scrotum and asshole, Savannah opened her mouth wide open, to an almost unbelievable degree, and started to take the full length of my prick down her throat. Slowly getting 9" of super-sensitive dick-meat down the throat of a horny, gorgeous blonde babe like Savannah had to be a very memorable sexual experience, to be sure, but because I had been somewhat spoilt of late with all the varied fucking I'd been getting, I found the experience less enjoyable than I would have before all the incest-sex with my Mom and my Aunty. She was a real excellent cock-sucker, that was for damn sure, and as she took the entire length of my dick down to the back of my throat until she almost gagged on my bloated schlong, Savannah reached down with her now-free right hand to play with her dripping pussy. I looked down at her beautiful face, with her pouting red lips wrapped tightly around the full swollen base of my cock, and I had to smile broadly in wrapt appreciation. She was pretty damn good, yeah that was undoubted… I just wanted this to be something out of this world! Charlie, over by the door, had his own dick out in his right hand and was wanking it as he watched me getting sucked off, his eyes locked right on my own prick as Savannah bobbed up and down on it firmness. His hand was almost blurred out completely by the speed of which he was tugging off his own beet-red member, and sweat was coursing down his face in abundance. The guy was obviously turned on to the extreme, and I knew that Savannah was real hot and horny… suddenly I began to get an idea, a wicked idea, but one with which I was reasonably confident all parties would agree to without much complaint. "Ahh Charlie, why don't you come on over here and join in on the fun?" I managed to grunt out, as my eyes rolled up into the back of their sockets and pleasure of a monumental scale washed over me. Damn, Savannah was real good at cocksucking! I could really grow to like this, I thought to myself. Grow… lousy little pun. "Umph, yeh sure Kenny, thanks a lot man," Charlie said with a smile, moving quickly over to where Savannah was giving me one hell of a blowjob where I was sitting on one side of my mate's desk and dropping down behind her, his eyes now locked right on her bare naked behind. They burned with such intensity that I had to smile myself – dang it if Charlie wasn't really fuckin aroused! I had been pretty confident that this could turn into a threesome between myself, Savannah and Charlie, and I was right on the money. Charlie grabbed hold of both of Savannah's firm, meaty ass-cheeks from behind as she moved her butt back to make it easier for him to go to work, her lips still wrapped right around my cock as she continued to suck my schlong in and out of her mouth. She had worked her way back onto her hands and knees, with her butt sticking out for Charlie to knead and caress, and her mouth still going to town on my hard prick. It was the perfect position for her to be in for the both of us, at least for the time being. As Savannah yet again managed to swallow the entire length of my prick, til at last her lips slammed down against the base of my groin for the umpteenth time so far over the last few stretched-out minutes, Charlie stretched the cheeks of the stripper's buttocks wide open and hurriedly dropped down onto his hands and knees to shove his face straight in there. He hurriedly went to work licking and sucking on Savannah from the back, and by the way she was moaning and squirming about Charlie really knew what he was doing. The fact that my pal was going to town munching on Savannah's pussy and asshole while she was sucking away like a whore needing a cum-feast really had me going, and I was soon seeing stars as the need to climax became a gut-wrenching force inside me that threatened to swamp my senses. Savannah suddenly tensed up, and then let out a shuddering shiver at last and a loud grown around the base of my cock, which was buried at the time in the back of her throat. I knew instantly that Charlie must have gotten her off, and that she was coasting down from a real massive orgasm. Now, Savannah went up another gear altogether, increasing her intentions on my cock even more which was something I had not thought was even possible. She swirled her tongue all around my prick and nibbled lightly on the head, then shoved the tip of her probing tongue in hard against the tiny little piss-head and sucked hard on my love-pole, swallowing as much of my pre-cum as she could get. Savannah then squeezed and massaged my cum-heavy nuts with her left hand as she continued to continuously finger-fuck herself with her right hand, something that she had not stopped even when Charlie had started to lick at her snatch from behind. It was an amazing way for her to give me pleasure. I reached down with both of my hands and cupped her heavy tits, squeezing and pulling on her hardened nipples til she was gasping and moaning in lustrous, pleasure with my dick still sliding in and out of her mouth. Then she started humming and it was all over. The vibrations of the humming coursing through the entirety of my dick-rod sent me plummeting over the edge of reason. I tried to croak out a warning just as the first jet of jism erupted up out of my bloated balls and shot straight down into the back of Savannah's throat. At first the climax caught the blonde by surprise and she started to choke and splutter on my spunk, but then she quickly seized upon the opportunity and went to work drinking back as much of my gooey white cum as possible. Watching her throat muscles as she gulped back mouthfuls of my jizz was a delightful sight to behold, and Savannah was really more than happy to please me by not missing a single drop of my potent baby-batter, swallowing every last bit of my semen. When it was all over and my limp cock hung down in front of her, Savannah raised her right hand up from where it had been otherwise occupied working on her pussy, lightly grabbed hold of my dick, and raised it up so she could give it a soft kiss on its now-deflated knob. She was really a sweet girl, and my opinion of her was growing better and better with each passing moment. "Goddamn it, that was so fucking good," I croaked out, looking over as Charlie who was back up on his feet and hurriedly stripping off his Armani suit. "Damn, mate, you really found yourself a nasty little bitch here, didn't you?" "Oh yeah, Kenny, Savannah's a pearler," Charlie agreed with a lecherous smile, getting his pants and underwear off and standing there in front of both myself and the blonde stripper with his huge dong sticking straight out in front of him in all its impressive glory. "Why don't you come around here and get a taste of this horny broad's pussy and asshole, while I slam her fuckin' beautiful mouth and bust a nut down her throat, eh? Goddamn it, I'm so damn turned on!" I smiled and nodded in agreement, and looked down at Savannah. She looked up at me with eyes that sparkled with barely-restrained lust, and I found my dick lurching yet again in my lap just at the mere sight of the state of debauchery she was in. I pulled my shirt up over my head and at last stepped completely out of my jeans as Charlie shed the last of his super-expensive Armani suit, not seeming to have a care in the world for it as he chucked the clothing aside in his haste to be naked. We swapped places; Charlie sat down on the chair and offered his straining cock to Savannah's pliable mouth, while I moved around behind her butt and dropped to my knees behind her, my eyes locked on her dripping wet snatch and gaping little anal-hole. I wanted to feast on her pussy and anus for weeks, and I could tell by the way Charlie was moaning and gasping in pleasure that he too was enjoying his predicament. This babe really knew how to give herself up to two men at once… I stuck my tongue straight up Savannah's vaginal-duct and was instantly rewarded with a thick, gooey load of girl-cum. Her tasty cunt-cream was pouring out of the depths of her love-tunnel in guzzling quantities, and I quickly found myself struggling to lick and suck back as much of her jizz as she was pumping out of her pussy. Naughty Boy! Ch. 04 Moving my right hand up to press the forefinger gently into the thick, meaty folds of Savannah's gaping wet pussy, I slowly began to worm the probing digit into the depths of the horny babe's tight cunt, feeling the walls of her love-vice close in around my finger as I violated her. Letting out a sharp gasp once I had my forefinger inside her as far as I could, Savannah trembled just a little bit as I worked it back out, then jammed the finger back inside her again. I went on like this over and over again, just working one finger in and out of her saturated snatch, teasing and tormenting her by not even veering anywhere near her clitoris at any point of the proceedings. After a long while of just one lone digit invading Savannah's pussy, I pushed in a second finger, then before she had really begun to adjust to this intrusion, a third. Savannah let out a low moan with Charlie's cock clamped tightly around her lips, her head bobbing up and down rhythmically in my friend's lap as she sucked him off. So I knew that I was doing a good job on her… I decided to take things a little further, and see just how far Savannah was going to let me go. I moved up a little further til my mouth was clamped down over the blonde's tiny, puckered brown asshole, and without a moment's hesitation I thrust my tongue into her back passage as far as I could. Savannah let out a rapturous scream of pleasure and came in a torrential mess, cum running out of her pussy around my probing fingers and dribbling down both her legs to the carpeted floor. She went ravenous on Charlie's cock, and the next thing any of us knew, he too was shuddering and moaning in orgasmic pleasure, shooting his load down Savannah's throat just as I'd done only a few moments earlier. Charlie pulled his dick out of her mouth at the end and let the last two squirts of his jizz splatter over Savannah's tits and face, coating her with cum and leaving her to hurriedly scoop up as much of it as she could managed to get and lick it off her fingers. It was so dirty, vile and perverted that it was also quite sexy, and I was soon as stiff as I had ever been before, raring to fuck. "Do you want her pussy or her ass?" Charlie asked me, standing up out of the chair and moving around to his desk. "This is your treat, my friend, so it's your call…" "Umph… that's a tough one… I think I'll have to go with her pussy, at least first off," I replied. Charlie nodded in agreement to my decision. "Alright then, boys, let's get fuckin'! We'll do this on the desk; it's the easiest place for all of us to get the most comfortable. Charlie, since you'll be taking my ass, you'll have to be on the bottom. Lie down on your back on the desk and I'll get on top of you, and then you can shove that lovely, big dick of yours up my ass. Then you can come over here and fuck my tight little cunt, Kenny. I love it when big cocks are sliding into my pussy and asshole at the same time…" Savannah said. She let out a moan of pleasure, sliding her right hand down to play with her clit and slide a finger into her matchbox to stir up her copious juices. "Fucking Jesus, it's almost enough to make me cum just thinking about it!" I grinned broadly, as too did Charlie, and we each moved around to where Savannah directed us, following her instructions implicitly and without complaint. She really knew how to organise us all and get us into the most comfortable, effective positions… I had to admire her for the fact that none of this seemed to faze her, it all seemed, to a certain extent, ‘normal' and nothing much out of the ordinary in any great manner. Charlie, stretched out across the tabletop, waited with his dick sticking up in the air for Savannah to come on over and lower herself down onto his cock. He held his prick up straight so that he could help guide it into her tight, hugging asshole if needed – my pal's cock was twitching spasmodically in anticipation, and I could see that his face was flushed a real deep shade of red. He was really turned on, and his ball-sacs, swollen up with a massive load of cum, were like two gigantic rocks stuffed in bags of wrinkly skin. Savannah, her body shaking with her own arousal, hurriedly climbed up onto the table and spun around so that she was facing me. Then, she swung her legs over Charlie's waist so that she was straddling him, and lowered herself slowly down towards his huge tool. Charlie held his cock in place as Savannah dropped down onto his granite-hard prick. The head of his dick-stick pressed in against the wrinkled little hole of her anus, but, despite all the pre-cum and saliva that coated his member, would not pass further on past this point. His cock-knob nuzzled against the tight little opening but would not slip into her anus. Savannah's sphincter was too tight and Charlie wasn't lubricated enough to make the passage of his prick easier to bear. So, as I watched on, she told Charlie to hurriedly guide his cock into her pussy and let her fuck herself up and down on him, lubing up his dick enough to make the penetration of her asshole as arousing and pain-free as possible. Charlie did exactly what he was bidden without a moment's hesitation, and soon enough, Savannah was slowly sliding his big fat prick into her tight, constrictive bunghole. Her eyes bulged open as the last few inches of Charlie's dick-meat slid into her, then rolled up into the back of her head as the pleasurable sensations overcame her. Her jaw was sagging open and her tongue hung out but Savannah did not care, and I was so wrapped up in the moment that I thought I was going to burst. I moved quickly in and positioned myself in between her legs, moving my rock-hard cock forward til the tip of my prick was pushing gently in against the firm, fleshy outer opening of her vadge. The wet, copious cunt-cum which poured out of Savannah's gaping twat helped make my entry smooth and effortless, and within moments I was banging away into her pussy in tempo with Charlie's probing thrusts into her asshole. I could feel my friend's cock filling up her butt as he drove up into her, at the same time as I forced my own prick into the hugging depths of Savannah's smoo, driving her on to new levels of rapturous depravity. Soon she was grunting and gasping with primal lust as the both of us fucked her every which way, driving ourselves into and out of her stretched orifices without remorse, leaving her haggard and aching. A stream of spittle slid down out of the corner of her mouth but I leaned down to lick it all up, working my way up to her mouth where I kissed her hard on the lips. I forced my tongue into Savannah's mouth, and tasted the residual combination of man-cum that still remained there, but this did not dampen my spirits – in fact, it served only to fuel on the fires of my lust. When I had finished kissing her roughly and after she was able to catch her breath, Savannah started to scream out obscenities at the top of her lungs. "OH YEAH, KEEP FUCKIN' ME JUST LIKE THAT YOU DIRTY BASTARDS!!! OH JEZUS YES FUCK ME UP MY FUCKIN' TIGHT ASSHOLE CHARLE, ‘CAUSE YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME CUM SO HARD! AAAHH SHIT YEAH POUND MY PUSSY WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT KENNY, I LOVE IT ROUGH JUST THE WAY YOU'RE FUCKING ME!!! OH SWEET MOTHER OF CHRIST YYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!" We kept on banging away at Savannah til the three of us were drenched in sweat and Charlie was complaining that his butt was getting numb, and then we decided that us men would swap places and we would start on the horny, nefarious stripper again. So I wound up sitting on a sweat-covered tabletop as Savannah manoeuvred herself around and into position on top of me. I needed her help to guide my prick into her gaping back-passage, but once I was inside of her it was smooth sailing on from there. When Charlie entered her sopping wet, stretched-out pussy, we got back into the groove again and went to town double-teaming this sweet piece of prime ass… and, on the subject of ass, Savannah's was absolutely amazing. It was so tight and constrictive despite the fact that Charlie had been rogering it with his baton-like dick for previous ten minutes. I was in hog heaven. After about five minutes in our new positions, Savannah began to tense up, her body jerking and shuddering slightly as mini-orgasms ripped through her body. Her eyes shot open and she arched her back in pleasure when Charlie reached down between their bodies to rub her budding clitoris. Then she started to grunt and groan with climactic passion as my dick slid in and out of her asshole, as Charlie worked his penis into and out of her sopping, gaping wet cunt. Savannah's pussy was dripping with girl-cum, pouring down over Charlie's cock and balls as he fucked her relentlessly, and dribbling down the crack of her ass to do the same to me. I was in another world of orgasmic delight, my eyes clouding over with pleasure. Suddenly, Charlie started to really bang into Savannah's cunt, pushing her over the edge yet again inside of moments of her last orgasm and making her cum yet again, this time though much harder than before. As her cunt-cream poured out of her and Savannah's tight vaginal-muscles locked down hard around my friend's cock, I could actually feel the vibrations of his orgasm rocking through Charlie's body and into the blonde's stripper. She came just as he did, and then I felt the walls of Savannah's anus squeezing me even tighter than ever before and in a blink of an eye, I was cumming up her butt-hole right along with them. After a while, Savannah and Charlie settled down a little but I was still blasting cum up her well-stretched asshole. Savannah shuddered and gasped in lustrous pleasure as my cum kept on filling up her back-passage, but then in the end I finished spurting up inside her and we all settled down for a bit of a rest. An amazing sense of euphoria and satisfaction washed over me after I had cum up Savannah's lubricated, stretched asshole, and I was feeling as though I had achieved some incredibly special level of peace and wholeness, which I was not aware I was lacking from before. My limp dick at last slipped out of Savannah's gaping asshole, covered with a mixture of love-juices and tingling a little bit from all the constant sexual exertions. I just wanted to rest, and I knew that the others felt exactly the same. So, after letting Savannah know that I wanted to get up off the table and waiting for her to move off me, I waddled over to a nearby seat, my back hurting just a little from the hard desktop I'd been lying on just before, and plopped down into the chair without another thought. I was dead tired, but sated in a way I had not been in quite some time. "Hey Kenny, you ought to rest up now too while you still have the chance…" Charlie confided in me with a broad smile, stepping away from Savannah with his limp schlong hanging down between his legs, slick with a potent concoction of sex-fluids just as my own was. "I've got another surprise for you." "Oh crap, now what, Charlie?" I demanded, feeling a rush of adrenaline rip through me as I realised that my friend had yet another surprising trick up his sleeve. Charlie just smiled and shook his head, not answering my question, and turned back to face Savannah, whom he kissed hard on the mouth. Then he grabbed hold of her by both of her shoulders and pushed the sexy blonde down onto her knees in front of him. Savannah, though she herself was clearly exhausted by the last half-hour or so of hard fucking, got the hint and immediately sucked Charlie's cock back into her mouth. Watching Savannah's head bob up and down on my friend's cock, as he moaned softly and arched his back in pleasure, I could feel a tingling sensation in my own dick and wrinkly ball-sacs, but nothing more happened than that. I didn't get hard or feel an overwhelming sense of arousal. I think I'd been fucked raw, for the time being at least. And that sure as hell was all right by me! As he arched is back and let out a low little groan, and as I watched on with rapt fascination as Savannah continued her skilful ministrations on Charlie's swollen, baton-like dick, taking all of his formidable appendage deep down the back of her throat and gulping back as much of his pre-cum as his bloated ball-sacs could produce, there was an unmistakably loud creaking sound that came from the direction of the door to the office. I snapped my head around as fast as I could and saw, much to my surprise, Charlie's fiancée and my ex-girlfriend Mandy Swanson standing there, dressed to the nines in a very sharp-looking, expensive businesswoman's suit, just as upscale and exclusively-made as my friend's Armani was. Mandy took in everything at a glance and did not seem to be disturbed by any of it – the smell of sex in the air, the fact that her soon-to-be husband was getting his cock sucked by a masterful dick-tease like Savannah, a beautiful blonde goddess, and my own naked, voyeuristic actions across from them both, not a direct member but getting my own sense of perverse pleasure just from watching them. I stared at Mandy for the longest time, afraid of what she was going to do… after the longest time, she met my gaze, and I found myself stunned by what I saw, though when I really thought about it I shouldn't have been… Pure, unadulterated lust burned in those tiny light blue eyes of hers. With a flick of her head, which sent her long strawberry-red hair flying away from around her face and back behind her, Mandy strode forward into the room purposefully, mindful though to close and this time lock the door, something which Charlie seemed to have missed… I was suspicious almost from the start that he had set this all up intentionally, with the door being unlocked and the way that Mandy had taken all of this. But I sure wasn't about to complain about things, no way in hell! As Mandy came over to where I was sitting, she stripped off the outer jacket that she was wearing and threw it aside, then hurriedly unbuttoned the front of her blouse, revealing a lacy red brassiere which contained her large, firm DD-cup breasts. She quickly nestled into the seat beside me, though it was a tight squeeze to get her in as well… but I loved it. My body was pressed up hard against hers, and she rested her head in against my broad chest… her, almost fully clothed, me, completely naked and sticky with sweat and a mixture of cum, both my own and Savannah's. We lay there together and watched her fiancée getting his cock sucked by one of his hot employees, both of whom were still blissfully unaware of the extra observer. When Charlie did open his eyes, he saw Mandy and his eyes widened in their sockets, but before he said anything he managed to bite down on his lower lip to stop the words from coming out and gave me a wink. I grinned back, just as Mandy's right hand slipped down under my cock to cup my balls. My dick was beginning to inflate again, and Mandy was determined to get me hard, fast… squeezing each nut-sac in turn, she gave me a sexy little smile, then, still without a word being exchanged between us, leaned over to kiss me passionately on the lips, slipping in her tongue to twirl around mine inside my own mouth. I could tell just by the way his face was beginning to turn red and contort that Charlie was about to cum. He raised his right arm and gave us a thumbs-up as he pushed his dick as far down Savannah's throat as possible, then erupted, spewing his jizz out and making her swallow every last bit of his load. Savannah relished drinking back every last vestige of Charlie's hot, gooey spunk, licking her lips at the end to get the very last remains that had dribbled out when he pulled his limp prick after he was done. After the hazy cloud of lust that she had been gripped in for the past hour or so began to disperse, and she started to regain her senses again, Savannah realised that Mandy Swanson was watching her intently, the fiancée of the man she had just given a blowjob to… she leapt up to her feet, startled and afraid of being assaulted in some way, and looked straight to Charlie Ingram for support and protection. "Savannah, it's alright, please settle down…" Charlie said hurriedly, rushing in to reassure the sometimes-callgirl. "Mandy won't hurt you, I promise you that. She is quite happy for me to take other lovers, and I don't mind her taking any man that she chooses to bed. We have an understanding between us, I swear, and its alright for us to take other partners, just as long as we let each other know who exactly we're fucking at any one time." Savannah seemed a bit more calmed, after Charlie laid things out for her, but she still seemed nervous and afraid. Mandy, seeing this, knew that it was time for her to act. "Savannah, please, this is all fine for me… I know that Charlie loves me more than anything or anyone else in the world, and he knows I love him the same way, but this is different – this has nothing to do with love, but everything to do with lust. He knows that I've fucked Kenny in the past, and he doesn't mind me fucking Kenny now or whenever I want to in the future, because Charlie knows about it and feels no jealousy about our relationship. He knows that it's just lust. I've known all out your relationship with my fiancée from the moment that it began and I also know that it's all about lust, so I too feel no jealousy… it's okay in my mind for you to fuck Charlie, because I know that he loves me and is happiest with me." I fought the urge to burst out laughing at this point. They were definitely made for each other, Charlie Ingram and Mandy Swanson, each one as twisted and as pervertedly sexual as the other. And this was the perfect business for Charlie to be running – a stroke of genius on his part… "Alright then…" Savannah said. "As long as all this is okay by you, Mandy." "Oh, it is, Savannah, it sure is," Mandy cooed with a seductive lilt in her voice, then grinned broadly and began to gyrate her body about on the seat beside me. She pushed her full, bountiful breasts into my side and leaned over to rain kisses down upon me, then her long, wet tongue snaked into my right ear, causing tingles to start out all over my body and my already-rigid cock to twitch in her tight grasp. "In fact, everything goes, as far as I'm concerned…" Savannah, a wicked grin now plastered across her gorgeous face, let out a low, saucy chuckle that made my dick twitch a second time inside of ten seconds. "Anything, huh? Then how about I eat out your twat while you suck on Kenny's beautiful cock?" "Well, that sounds like a plan, girlfriend!" Mandy said with a laugh, hurriedly getting up out of the chair to yank off her blouse and then, as fast as she could, her bra after that. Savannah, Charlie and I had little time to admire Mandy's ample tit-flesh before she rushed into unbuckling her business-skirt and letting that piece of restrictive work-clothing flutter by the wayside. I was a little shocked to see that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath her skirt, though how anything could have shocked me anymore after all the things I had done and witnessed of late, I did not know. Her pussy gaped open and was dripping with lust. Mandy looked at Charlie and Savannah, giving them both broad smiles and giving her fiancée a quick kiss through the air, then spun back around to face me. She had eyes for my cock and my cock alone, dropping down onto her knees in front of me and then crawling forwards until she was close enough to my phallus to lean forwards and take it into her mouth. The horny little redheaded minx's head bobbed up and down on my achingly hard prick, as her slobber dribbled down out of the corners of her mouth and she spat back my pre-cum to lube up my dick in anticipation of things to come… and Savannah, ever-true to her word, moved over to where Mandy was going to town sucking at my cock, moving around until she had her head nestled in between my ex-girlfriend's thighs. Charlie's fiancée realised what Savannah was up to immediately and quickly sat down on the other woman's face to get her pussy growled out. Naughty Boy! Ch. 04 It was a truly surreal point in my life, getting my dick gobbled up by a horny, fiery-haired vixen (Mandy) while she in turn was getting her cunt licked by a sexy blonde goddess (Savannah). An amazing moment, to be sure… but Charlie was not to be left out. He wanted a piece of the action, as well, and was not about to be denied. My old pal moved in between Savannah's thighs, and manoeuvred the head of his cock in til the bulbous dick-knob slipped in past the tight outer lips of her pussy and slid all the way into her dripping wet snatch with one pleasurable lunge. Charlie's face contorted with incredibly rapt, orgasmic pleasure when he bottomed out inside Savannah, the very tip of his cock slamming in against the back of her cervix just as mine had before. Savannah went positively bonkers when Charlie had his entire length buried in her tightness, licking, slurping and sucking at Mandy's saturated cunt above her as she in turn got her pussy pounded. As my cock slid down the back of Mandy's throat, and she started to hum with my dick-stick clamped tightly around her luscious red lips, I could almost feel the thrusts of Charlie ramming himself in and out of Savannah's tight wet cunt as he was swept away on tides of desire. The pleasure was extremely hard to fight back, making my balls tighten up and a throbbing sensation wash through my mind as my arousal quickly built up. Mandy had a masterful ability to deep-throat any guy's dick, no matter the shape or the size – she was a real pro's pro, licking and sucking at my schlong, then taking the entire length of my prong down her throat with one long gulp. After the longest time fighting against the urge to erupt in her mouth, I found myself loosing control in an instant and exploding into the back of Mandy's wet, suctioning mouth, shooting spurts of thick gooey semen down her throat til she was almost gagging on my cum. But she managed to swallow every last bit of my hot dick-sludge, like a true cock-sucking whore. Charlie kept hammering into Savannah and she in turn kept slurping at Mandy's cunt. My own ejaculation caused Mandy to give herself up to her own orgasm, collapsing in climatic exhaustion down on the floor beside Savannah as she seemed to slump over after the incredibly long, drawn-out assault on her dripping wet pussy and budding, swollen clit. Then, with a ear-shattering screech of pleasure, Savannah came with Charlie's dick buried to the hilt in her drenching, pink pussy, and I could see by the look in his face that my friend was shooting his load off inside his blonde employee not long after she came. Pulling out of her cunt-hole at last, Charlie flopped back onto the ground in sheer exhaustion, his body covered in sweat, his eyes glazed over and his mind clearly numbed, as mine was. Out of the four of us, Mandy was the freshest and the most raring to go. She had only sucked on my cock and got her pussy eaten out til she'd climaxed. The main course was still yet to come for her, and she was dying to get there. The only problem was that none of us were capable of any more performances, myself included, despite the fact that Mandy completely nude with her legs spread wide and her pussy stretched out in all its glory right there in front of me was a sight to behold, so pure and so splendid that it seemed Heaven itself lay between her long, sleek thighs. "Damn it guys, can't one of you get it up to stick a long, hard cock up my dripping wet cunt?" Mandy lamented, stimulating herself instead with the fingers of her left hand, pulling and tweaking at her big fat clitoris, forcing the forefinger of her hand deep into her saturated gash and hooking it up so that a wave of pleasure coursed through her already highly-titillated body. Her big, bountiful breasts swayed backwards and forwards before my feverish gaze as she frigged herself off, and I finally managed the effort to slide over to her side, my eyes locked right on Mandy's left tit. Leaning down as she jammed a second finger deep inside herself, I took the firm, hardened nipple of her left teat into my mouth and bit down on it gently, then swirled my tongue around it, making sure to get as much of Mandy's booby in between my sucking lips as possible. She let out a low moan and arched her back in pleasure. Shaking her head slowly from side to side, Mandy started to grunt and shudder as I went nuts on her tits, sucking on first one nipple and then the other. When I wanted to drive her wild, I quickly learnt exactly what to do – I simply had to bite on one of her nipples, not too hard that she would cry out in agony, but not softly neither. Within a minute I had Mandy cumming real hard on her fingers, screaming and hollering out like a banshee as she drenched her hand and soaked the carpet underneath her with her pussy-juices. When she finally regained her bearings, Mandy's eyes swung around to me and she had a burning desire in their stunning depths that I had never seen in any other woman before her. My cock, seemingly of its own accord, shot straight up to attention from between my legs, where mere moments before it had been limp and totally flaccid. "Well, look what you've done to me now, Mandy!" I exclaimed in mock disapproval, fighting hard to keep the smirk that threatened to twist my features from showing on my face. "My cock's all swollen and hard because of you! I hope you can take care of this with that gorgeous pussy and tight little ass of yours, or there's going to be hell to pay!" "Oh, I promise, I'll take care of you…" Mandy cooed seductively, her words sending a shiver of lust coursing up and down my spine. With that, she straddled my waist and, pushing me down hard onto my back on the carpeted floor of her fiancée's office, guided my rigid meat into her hugging, super-tight twat. It felt utterly sublime to sink my dick-stick into her cunt after getting Mandy all horny and aroused for me, and I immediately took to fucking her hard, driving my penis up into her gripping hole with firm, regular consistency. Reaming my prick hard up into Mandy's sucking pussy with all the intensity I could muster, I moved both of my hands up to cup her full, luscious breasts, squeezing and caressing them while my fingers tweaked and flickered her nipples til she cried out. Mandy moaned with orgasmic pleasure and clenched down on my dick with her vaginal muscles, causing a shimmering wave of lust to rip through my body, starting from the roots of my cock and tearing through the rest of me. It was incredibly stimulating, and Mandy, sensing that I really got off from the way she was squeezing and milking my cock with her cunt, grinded and gyrated herself around with my dick buried way up inside her dripping wet tightness. She then squeezed her eyes tightly shut and bit down on her lower lip, til it started to turn white, continuing to bounce up and down on me as her own body was gripped in the throes of pleasure. She let out a low moan, shuddering in climax, and soon her eyes shot wide open and she screamed at the top of her lungs in pleasure, cumming hard on my prick, saturating my groin and pelvis with girl-jizz as I slipped my right hand into the crack of Mandy's ass and pushed my forefinger in hard against her small, puckered butt-hole. Mandy and I were so intent on each other that Savannah and Charlie became a non-issue, though I was sure they were beginning to come around and wouldn't have any problems at all with entertaining each other… Grabbing onto her ass and rolling around til Mandy was on her back on the carpeted floor and I was actually positioned above her, I began to drive myself in and out of her tightly-clenching smoo with a rigorous vengeance, driving myself quickly up to feverish levels of pleasure as my cum-heavy ball-sacs beat a pretty loud, regular tempo against her pelvis with every inward thrust. The new position facilitated entry a lot better, and really got Mandy going as it reached her G-spot quite effectively. Her large, budding clit was mashed in hard against my groin as I slammed into her, and before I knew what was happening she was cumming again, real hard and real strong, squeezing my cock in her clenching, soaking-wet vice and causing me to almost black out in such rapturous pleasure. I could not contain myself, no matter how hard I tried to hold myself back for just that little extra mileage. My cum erupted with a long, drawn-out explosion deep inside Mandy's pink, well-lubed cunt, shooting down into the depths of her body as I thrust myself into her for the last time, driving inside her tightness as deep as I could in the age-old moment of copulation. It was still a bit weird, I had to admit to myself, to fuck Mandy right in front of her fiancée Charlie, but when I rolled off the sexy reddish brown-haired siren with my cock so totally limp and beet-red from the continuous fucking, I saw that my pal didn't seem to mind at all – he was too engrossed in the ass-fucking he was giving Savannah! As we both watched on, Charlie let out a big groan and began bucking in hard, shoving his prick in and out of Savannah's well-stretched back-passage with vigorous intensity. He was cumming up her ass, I could tell, and I smiled at the look of sheer and total bliss that passed across my friend's face before he fell back off his blond-haired, sexy and utterly tantalising employee. When it was all over, we all just lay where we had fallen and rested, oblivious to everyone and everything, allowing ourselves to succumb to the sheer exhaustion that had been descending down upon us all for some time. But when I opened my eyes again, it was to find that my dick was halfway down Savannah's throat and Mandy was licking at the blond woman's asshole, sucking as much of her soon-to-be husband's jizz out of the stripper's butt-pipe as possible. Charlie was at Mandy's side, squeezing and mashing her tits together as he let his cock slide up and down her smooth, tanned thigh. And so the games began yet again… ## When I arrived back home, Mom was in bed with the lights out. I could hear her snoring lightly from the hallway as I came up the stairs towards the bedroom that, when my stepfather Roger wasn't home, we both shared. I stared at her lying naked on the bed, with the bed-sheets tangled around her long, smooth tanned legs. She looked so hot and sexy, and, although I had been fucking for most of the afternoon and evening, my balls aching slightly with the exertion I had put them under, I felt a little tingling sensation course through me when I saw her lying there. Mom was the most special, amazingly sexy woman I had ever met in my entire life, and there wasn't another lady on the planet that I would have rather fucked but her. She was my mother, my lover, and my companion for life. She filled my life with purpose and gave me total, unconditional love, without asking for a thing in return. I stripped off my shirt and threw it onto the ground by my side of the bed, then undid my pants clasp and slipped them off, followed at last by my underwear. There in front of her in all my naked glory, I went around to my side of the bed and quickly slipped down beside her on the mattress, worming my body up against hers and pushing my semi-rigid prick up against her tightly clenched ass crack. Erica moaned in her sleep and pushed her butt back against me, causing a tingling wave of pleasure to wash over my body. I wanted to take her right there and then, without any more foreplay or seduction; I just wanted to roll her over onto her stomach, slip my cock in between her pussy-lips, and fuck my mother til she screamed my name. But that would not do. When I finally did enter her, I wanted Erica to be so wet and willing for me that she came within moments… and then just kept on cumming, never stopping even for a moment! I reached around with my right hand until it was nestled in between my mother's legs, and found to my surprise and delight that Erica's pussy-mound was already dripping wet. Pushing my forefinger into her tight, dripping wet cunt til it was all the way inside her hugging warmth, I then moved my thumb up to my mother's large, budding clit and diddled it around as fast as I could, eliciting another deep moan from Mom as she squirmed around on the bed in her sleep. Working a second finger inside of my very own mother's cunt, I leaned over her shoulder and took Erica's earlobe into my mouth, nibbling on it gently, and slid my cock just a little bit in between her firm butt-cheeks. Erica let out a third groan and moved about just a little bit more than I thought she would have in her sleep – her breathing changed, too, but she didn't do or say anything to say that she wanted me to stop so I pressed forward my advantage. Finally, a third finger went into her and I was working her up to an orgasmic climax by playing around expertly with my mother's big fat clitoris. When the swollen head of my prick finally made contact with Erica's puckered little butt-hole, she let out a sharp cry and turned quickly around where she lay to kiss me hard on the mouth, shoving her tongue deep down the back of my throat until I was almost gagging on it. We kissed with such fiery lust that it almost made me cum all over Erica's ass, but I managed to just barely hold myself in check and reached around with my left hand to cup each one of my Mom's breasts in turn. At the very same time, I continued to relentlessly frig her dripping wet pussy and grind my cock into her butt-crack. The sensations that coursed through my body were truly heavenly, and I had absolutely no intention in the world of stopping. "Well hello there, lover…" Erica cooed at me with a sweet little chuckle, pushing her buttocks back against my own straining phallus. "Seems to me that you're up for some action… well, why don't you get me in the mood and go down on me, eh? I want your tongue up my pussy and then my asshole, okay?" "Alright, if you insist." I smiled broadly, more than ready to fulfil my sexy mother's request. Hurriedly, I scooted down til my face was in line with the crack of Mom's ass, then pressed my mouth in against the tiny little puckered hole that was her anus and licked around the edge of the orifice ever so fleetingly. "Oh fuck…" Mom breathed out as I flickered my tongue again around the edge of her asshole, then quickly pressed it inside her, tasting the inner realm of her rectum for the first time that night and loving what I found. So I shoved my tongue all the way inside her ass, as far as I could get it, and began to slurp and suck at her bunghole til my face was numb. "OH FUCKING CHRIST, YEAH!!! EAT MY FUCKING ASSHOLE OUT JUST LIKE THAT YOU BASTARD!" I loved the taste of my mother Erica's body, no matter what part of her it was, but the sheer filthy depravity of licking and sucking at her butt-pipe seemed to get me off in ways that nothing else I could have ever imagined doing or experiencing could. It was one of the hottest yet filthiest things I could do, and it drove me wild with lust. Sticking my tongue up Mom's ass really got my dick throbbing with arousal, and before I even realised what I was doing, I had two fingers of my right hand shoved up her tight wet cunt. Soon I had Mom grunting and hollering at the top of her lungs, as her body twisted and shuddered with orgasmic rapture from both my tongue and my fingers. Without even saying a word to my mother Erica, I rolled her around onto her stomach, raised her ass up so her face was pressed into the pillows, and slipped into her dripping snatch from behind. I jammed the entire length of my swollen, beet-red cock into my mother's sucking twat, til the full hardness of my prick was inside her and filling her cunt up to its extremities. My pelvic bone was grinding up against the outer lips of Mom's cunt and causing friction with her clit, which drove her way over the edge within moments and sent her crashing down against the mattress with a screaming wail as her body shook with intense pleasure. Feeling both exhausted from all the fucking I'd been through over the last week or so, yet also turned on by being inside my very own mother Erica's pussy, I could feel my ball-sacs tightening up with my cum as I leaned down over her back and reached around with both hands to grab firm handfuls of her tits. Mom pushed her ass back against my thrusts so that my dick slid all the further inside of her tightly clenching cunt, and it was truly exquisite. I must have somehow slipped and got in with one thrust on the perfect angle, because before I really knew what was going on Erica was wailing at the top of her lungs with passion and cumming all over my cock, drenching it with her pussy-juices. I moved my right hand back away from Mom's swaying breast and rubbed my thumb teasingly through the dripping wet gash of her cunt, flickering her clit and causing another tremor of lust to sweep through her body. Still on the verge of climax myself but not quite at that point yet, I moved my right hand up away from Mom's pussy and began to rub some of her sweet tasting pussy-nectar into the crevice of her butt-hole. The tight little hole that was my mother's anal cavity yielded at last to my probing thumb, even though it was moist with both her own pussy-juices and my saliva from the earlier anal rim-job I'd given her. When the probing thumb slid inside of her ass as my still-hard cock filled her pussy up to the limit, Erica let out a low moan and had yet another, this time smaller yet no more intense, climax. I fucked my mother's tight, clenching asshole with my thumb while slowly, laboriously working my cock in and out of her dripping wet vagina at the same time, driving both her and myself on to greater levels of pleasure. Erica looked back over her shoulder at me and grunted with animalistic lust as I reamed out her snatch. "OH FUCKING SHIT YEAH!!! DO IT BABY, FUCK MY ASS WITH YOUR THUMB JUST LIKE THAT!" Mom yelled out, her eyes glazed over with lust. I leaned in behind her and kissed my mother Erica hungrily on the mouth, thrusting my tongue in between her lips as I rammed my cock into her pussy and corkscrewed my thumb into her butt-hole. My passion was rising up and I could feel my butt-cheeks clenching from the approaching rush of orgasm. "You like that, don't you Mommy? I love to stick things in your ass as I fuck you! Would you like to taste your own butt-hole, Mom? I bet you would, huh? You fuckin' cumslut whore, of course you would!" I said with a twisted little smile creasing my lips, and then I pulled my probing thumb out of my mother's ass and lifted my hand up and around til it was right in front of her face. I held the anally-lubricated thumb out in front of my Mom's lips and she leaned forward almost on her own accord to take it into her mouth, sucking back on the dirty digit and running her tongue all around it so she didn't miss a single bit of her ass-taste. "UMPH YEAH… I LOVE THE TASTE OF MY OWN BUTT, IT MAKES ME FEEL SO DIRTY AND PERVERTED," Mom croaked out, shuddering as I thrust my cock in hard, filling her cunt up with my bulging phallus. I needed more gratification, so I at last pulled my straining dick-meat out of my mother Erica's tight, dripping cunt and moved it up just a little bit til the head of my dong was resting slightly up against the wrinkled hole of her anus. Pushing gently in against the tightly constrictive back-hole that was my very own mother's anus, I slipped the head of my cock in just past the super-squeezing outer ring and then pulled it straight back out again. Moving my face down between the cheeks of her ass, I licked around the wrinkly butt-plug, and then stuck my tongue right in there, slurping up Mom's ass-juices. After awhile, I pulled my face out from between my mother Erica's butt-cheeks and then spat a large glob of clear saliva right at her butt-hole. I moved back in behind my mother and pushed the tip of my dick-stick in again between the cheeks of Erica's asshole, sliding in a bit easier this time and soon working myself up to a smooth, regular tempo. Naughty Boy! Ch. 04 Fucking Erica Thompson's asshole with my big fat cock had to be the closest thing to pure bliss I could have ever imagined, and it didn't take me very long at all before the cum in my balls was beginning to churn and billow up in my swaying, bloated nut-sacs. The regular tempo of my cum-heavy balls slamming up against my mother's firm round butt-cheeks as I rammed my cock up her asshole made a squishy, slapping sound which echoed through the bedroom and down through the rest of the empty house. I could feel Mom's sphincter muscles clamping down on my cock and it was heavenly. I could not hold back my climax, so I just let it all burst out me and shoot into Erica's well-stretched brown butt-pipe. Bursts of thick, gooey, white-hot cum exploded out of my throbbing phallus, filling my mother Erica's brutally fucked asshole up to the limit. With a low, agonized groan of pleasure, I pulled my dick out of Mom's butt-hole just after the last jet of dick-sludge shot out of me and dropped down in exhaustion onto the bed, practically at Erica's feet. She in turn slumped down onto her stomach and buried her head in the pillows up the top end of the bed, and within seconds was again snoring away lightly, swept away again into restful slumber. I was tired, yes that was definitely true, but for some strange reason sleep would not come to me. I couldn't help but think about the blissful sex that Mom and I had shared with a pregnant Aunt Yvette, a woman I had knocked up and who was going to carry my incestuous child to term. The thought of Aunt Yvette having my child was a perversely arousing concept to me, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to see my very own mother Erica's stomach bloat with pregnancy, and know deep down inside that I had made her that way. Soon enough, I began to wonder whether Roger would think he had made Mom pregnant, or whether he might suspect Erica of being unfaithful with somebody else. She had been, of course, with me, numerous times… but the idea of knocking up my very own mother just got me going more and more as I continued to think about it. I suddenly realised that it was a distinct possibility, too, if only I just continually persisted at it. We usually fucked without me using a condom anyway, and pretty early on Mom had told me that she was violently allergic to the Pill so she couldn't take it. Contraception had just never really seemed to be that big of a concern for either one of us, even after we both learned that Aunt Yvette was pregnant with my baby, and that was a good thing for me now, upon reflection. Although she told me that Roger had wanted her to get her tubes tied, Erica had refused him, saying to her husband that they might in some time want to try for a child of their very own together. I was soon grinning broadly in the semi-darkness of the master bedroom of our New Jersey home, with the moonlight rays shining in through the slightly parted window-blinds. My cock was as hard as a rock, but I did not touch it, nor did I make any move towards taking Mom again. The sheer thought of filling up her cunt and making her pregnant was exquisite, and I wanted to savour it in my mind. My cock twitched with arousal. As sleep at last claimed me, I was filled with the sweet images of what was destined to come… but the spectre of my stepfather Roger looming over things was beginning to irk me. I loved him dearly, yes, but at times his presence kept me from being with my true love, and though he was more often than not out of the picture and not of any real major concern, when he was home he and Mom were usually fucking like rabbits. I couldn't help but feel deeply jealous when I heard the two of them screwing in their bedroom. It cut through me like a knife through butter, and the more I pondered things, the more I came to think that Roger being in our lives was not a necessity. To Be Continued… Author's Note: Thank-you yet again to all of my readers, and I really do appreciate all the wonderful feedback that I get for all of my stories. I tried to get this segment of the story out as soon as possible, but work and the holidays have conflicted with my writing, I hope you all can understand and forgive me for the delay. The last chapter of Naughty Boy! is coming up soon. I'm hoping to cover all the points of concern in my story and satisfy everybody's wishes out there, so feedback on how you would like the saga to end would be greatly appreciated. I have my own ideas, but some of the concepts my fans have come up with have been fantastic, and of course I love constructive criticism about my work. Please, please, PLEASE, if you like my work, let me know with an email, and don't forget to vote! Enjoy my work; I hope it gets you satisfied… TheCaptain Naughty Boy! Ch. 05 Warning: Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Naughty Boy! before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. This is the final chapter in the series. I wish to thank everyone for sticking in there to the end with me, and for all the fantastic feedback from my work. It truly is an inspiration to keep me going, to hear something positive from my readers, so please keep it up. I hope you all enjoy the last part of the saga as much as I enjoyed writing it; it's been a real fun ride! TheCaptain Roger was back home again. This time, though, it was different than before. He seemed distant and cold towards the both of us, much more so than usual. I didn't know what had happened to change things, but instead of his warm, jovial self when he came home from a long stint away on the road, Roger was strangely remote, almost aloft towards both my Mom and I. We carried on with our incestuous liaisons, though only when we were sure that we weren't going to be rudely interrupted by my stepfather Roger barging in on us. But I could not help shake the notion that something was going on with him, and a large part of me was determined to find out what that was… One morning, at breakfast, Roger looked up from his morning paper and said, in a cold, deadpan manner, "Oh, by the way, my younger sister, Inga, is coming over in two days from Germany. I hope you both don't mind but I offered to let her stay here for a couple of weeks, while she has business in New York." Mom looked across at me as I glanced over at her, and I could see she was biting back the venomous words that were threatening to boil up out of her. I knew her very well indeed, and she was pretty damn pissed off at that point – at both the fact that our love-sessions would be even more difficult with a second obstruction to deal with AND that she wasn't informed of this information about Inga staying at our house beforehand by her husband. Looking back over at Roger, I could see his eyes flashing for the briefest of moments with glee, then dimming down just as quickly as they'd sparked up. He stared at us both expressionlessly for a few more moments, and then returned to reading his newspaper, effectively dismissing us both from his thoughts. He went in to his offices nearby that morning… it was about a ten-minute drive from our house, and he wasn't expected in til around 10.30am, so he had all the time in the world. But once he was out the door, Erica just burst out screaming in rage. "What the fuck was that all about? Who the FUCK does that asshole think he is? He's a goddamn sonofabitch, is what he is!!! GODDAMNIT, GODDAMNIT ALL TO HELL!" "Mom, it's okay, it's all going to be alright… now, what's the problem, really? Roger's going to be going back to work at the office down the block around the time this Inga woman turns up, and hopefully she will have A LOT of business in New York that should tie her up over there and keep her, for the most part, out of our affairs," I said, trying to reason with Mom before she snapped and completely went off the rail, bursting out into a fit of rage. "The problem is Inga. She's a real slut, a really wanton whore, and seems to hate me with a vengeance for some strange reason. Plus, she and Roger have always been very close, and sometimes I wonder just what it is she's telling him about me. I was so very glad when she moved to Germany because of business opportunities there… and now she's coming back into my life! Why?" I hadn't met Inga so I wouldn't know what she was like, but Mom was quite obviously really freaked out by the fact that she was coming out in a couple of days. There was nothing much I could think of doing besides what I thought was the obvious – I gently grabbed her heaving shoulders, spun her around from where she was standing at the kitchen sink, looking out across the backyard of our mansion-like residence out on top of a large hill in one of the richest districts in New Jersey, and leaned in to gently kiss her on the mouth. I slid my tongue in between my mother's lips and swirled it around her own tongue, which in turn darting in and out of my own mouth with fluttering speed. I reached up and cupped Mom's breasts through the front of the thin blue negligee she was wearing, squeezing and caressing the big firm mounds of tit-flesh on offer to me, tweaking and pulling on the hardening nipples through the super-fine material of her nightdress. Moving forward until my rock-hard cock, so tight and thick it bulged out the front of my boxer shorts real nicely, was pressing in between my mother's legs, I pulled my mouth away from Erica's at last and left her gagging for my kiss. But I wasn't finished getting her all hot and wet for me, not by a long shot… I started to really grind my prick in against her panty-clad pussy in earnest, making her gasp and groan softly as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. "You like my cock, don't you, Mommy? You love how long and thick it is, and how it can make you feel all warm and fuzzy when it fucks you… let me fuck you now, Mommy. Let me ram this big, fat cock up your pussy. Let me make you forget all your worries and your troubles!" I croaked out, continuing the long and laborious dry-humping session. It was soon getting to me as well as Mom, and before I knew it I'd broken out into a cold sweat, as my guts were knotted and twisted up with incestuous lust. "Oh yes, I love your cock so much baby! I can't live without it! I know its so wrong, darling, I know it is… but I can't help it. I just love you and that beautiful prick of yours so much!" Erica croaked out, and I grinned at her lecherously. "It's alright, Mom, it's okay to love me and my big cock. We both love you, too!" I said to her. Then my grin broadened even more. "But Mom, before I fuck your tight wet pussy, I want you to do something dirty for me, something filthy and nice. I want you to lick my asshole, to rim me out just the way you know I like it. Can you do that for your baby boy, Mommy, for your naughty boy?" "OHHH YEESSSSSS!" Mom hissed out. "God, I love licking out your asshole and tasting your butt-slime, it makes me feel so whorish and gets my pussy all wet for you!" I grinned – my Lord, was my Mom a dirty, rotten whore or what? I loved it! My relationship with her had definitely unlocked the inner sinner in her… that was for sure. And I was more than happy to reap the benefits! Turning around to face the kitchen bench, I dropped my boxer shorts in a mad rush to expose myself to her and bent over on the bench-top, laying my head down on the cool, smooth flat surface as Mom dropped down onto her knees behind me and rested her hands on both of my ass-cheeks. Within a scant few seconds, she had my butt spread wide open and her tongue jammed right up my anal passage, licking and slurping at my puckered brown chute for all she was worth. Every time her tongue flickered around the edges of my sensitive butt-hole, I felt like screaming out loud with pleasure, but I bit down on my lower lip and held myself in check. I grunted and groaned in lust as she thrust her probing wet tongue further and further up my asshole, with my rigid dick-prong twitching spasmodically with every lap and slurp. After a long while of this, I decided that I'd had enough of her butt-hole rimming, and reached around with my right hand to pull my mother's head, quite literally, out of my ass. I tugged on her long, thick brown hair til she rose up to face me, then I manoeuvred myself around so that she was in my recently-vacated position, bent over the kitchen bench-top with her round, meaty ass pointed straight at my throbbing cock. There was nothing really sexy or romantic about any of my actions as I spread my mother Erica's legs as wide apart as I could and moved my dick in for the kill. The bulging, mushroom-shaped head of my schlong pushed in past Mom's tight outer labia lips, then slowly began to slide down her pussy-hole, one agonizingly pleasurable inch at a time. She was so warm and wet, but still so achingly tight it was almost like taking a virgin over and over again every time I fucked her. Though Mom's actions when things really started getting hot and heavy were most definitely anything but virginal… Slamming into her cunt all the way, I filled Mom up to the limit with the length of my dick-meat, and make her cry out with passion as I started reaming out her twat in vigorous earnest. Her ass slammed in against the side of the bench-top as I continued to fuck her hard, and my bulging ball-sacs beat a regular tempo against the lower half of her pussy. My head was clouded with lust; there was no way I was going to stop what I was doing, for anyone or anything… Reaching around with both hands, I grabbed hold of my mother's butt-cheeks and lifted her up and away from the bench. Holding her up in midair as I bounded around in the kitchen, my dick still sliding in and out of her pussy as we went, I soon had Erica grunting and groaning with rapturous passion as her cunt-cream flooded out over my swollen cock. She was starting to cum, and she was going to cum hard… "OH YEAH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, FUCK ME SO HARD KENNY AND MAKE ME CUM!!!" Erica yelled out at the top of her lungs, headless now of everything else but her own passions. Her mind was a jabbering mess, filled with sexual sensations that crowded her consciousness, and I knew this and wanted to drive her further still over the brink. I carried her into the lounge room, flopped her down onto her head and shoulders on a nearby leather couch and, in a somewhat awkward and uncomfortable position for Mom (though she wasn't in any state to notice this), began to fuck into her from a strange, downward angle. Her pussy was below me so I sort of had to twist my cock and slide it down into her clamping snatch. This was a perfect position for Erica – it hit her G-spot dead on target, and before I knew it she was cumming so hard, my balls too were soon churning up their man-jizz. It was a bit of a shock for me to find myself suddenly cumming deep inside my mother Erica's tight, clenching snatch, but I went along with it and thrust into her wet sheath as hard as I could, so that my semen filled her innermost extremities up completely. I flooded her ripe, fertile womb with my jizz and hoped that I'd succeeded in knocking up my Mom. "Ahh shit…" I moaned softly as I slid out of my mother's cum-filled womanhood and dropped down onto the couch beside her. She said nothing, just lay there heaving and sighing in exhaustion, still trying to catch her breath and get more air back into her lungs. I looked down at my cock, covered in dick-slime and pussy-juices from before, then over at my mother's pussy, which was leaking love-fluids – couldn't help but grin broadly with pride. Goddamn, I was so lucky to be where I was! I loved it! Mom finally managed to look over at me, and she smiled weakly. "God, honey, I don't know how I ever managed without you making love to me!" she said, her eyes misting up with tears of gratitude. I returned her smile and reached over to cup her head gently in my right hand, stroking her cheek lovingly and wiping away her tears. "It's okay, Mom, I'm here now, and nothing's going to take me away from you, ever…" "Oh, you're such a lovely man, my darling…" Mom cooed, and with that she grinned broadly, reached down with her right hand, cupped my deflated cock and held it up straight. Then she bent straight down into my lap and took my limp dick straight down the back of her throat. Mom made sure to lick and suck up as much of our combined love-gunk as she could, and swallowed it all. That really got me going, not to mention the way her mouth went down around her cock and how the muscles in her throat worked their magic around my thick pole of dick-meat. Her tongue flickered all around the head of my cock, as well as the twitching, throbbing length itself, driving me positively wild with lust. Soon enough, my prick was swelling up in her mouth. She spit a combination of pre-cum and saliva back down onto my straining phallus after taking my cock out of her mouth for just a moment to catch her breath. I moaned out loud with my desire for her mouth back around my cock, and said just as much to her, but she just smiled coyly at me and wanked my prick for a few minutes in her right hand, teasing me by holding back on what I wanted from her most. I watched on with rapt fixation as our combined sex-fluids leaked out of my mother's puffy pink pussy-lips and dribbled down her long, smooth legs. I hoped enough of my seed had shot into her womb and I'd managed to get Mom pregnant – that would be the best thing of all, and then I knew she would be mine forever. At last she moved her head back down onto my cock, and slowly took the mushroom-like head of my dong in and sucked on it lightly, like a lollipop. I let out a deep moan and arched my back on the couch in pleasure, my body trembling with lust as her tongue poked at my piss-slit and slurped up my copious pre-cum. She liked to salivate all over my rigid prick, and I sure as hell didn't mind all the saliva coating my cock and balls. The pleasure was lulling me into a since of euphoric bliss. I grabbed a thick handhold of her hair and then worked Mom's head up and down on my cock at the pace that I enjoyed the most. My balls slapped against Mom's chin as I thrust my prick in and out of her tight little mouth. I closed my eyes tight and fought back the urge to just let myself cum straight down her throat… no way; I had something else in mind, something far more sweeter than this and much more satisfying for the both of us. She moved her head up at last off my cock and looked straight up into my eyes. A long trail of drool hung from her lower lip down to the tip of my bulging phallus, and she had a hungering look in her eyes I had seen many times over the weeks that'd passed. I pulled my mother up by tugging forcefully on her shoulders, and leaned in to kiss her hard on the mouth, driving my tongue down her throat and reaching out with both of my hands to grope her breasts. Mom's nipples were so hard and swollen with her desire, and she let out a deep groan of passion as I tweaked them hard. Then I pulled her around til she was straddling my lap, and between the two of us we managed to guide my now-throbbing cock back into her dripping snatch. My dick-tool managed to slide much easier into my mother's tight, wet twat this time, and with one long, hard thrust I bottomed out inside her. Our combined love-juices from earlier on made a squishing sound as I slid my prick in and out of her clenching orifice, keeping both of my hands on Mom's hips for bodily support as I fucked her. My cock stretched her pussy-lips back into her as I worked myself into a rhythmic grove, keeping my eyes clenched tightly shut as I fought back the pleasures that were washing through me. "Oh fuck yeah Mom, God your pussy's so tight!" I croaked out as I reamed her vadge. My right hand made its way around to Mom's buttocks, which were being stretched open as I worked my salami into her love-tunnel, and I managed to push one of my fingers into her wrinkled, dirty little rectum. Pushing in as far as I could, I made my mother Erica arch her back and cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain… though, by the glazed look I saw in her eyes as I leaned up to swap spit with her again, it was more pleasure than anything else! "You like fucking your poor old Mommy's cunt, don't you my love? What about my ass, huh? Would you like to take Mommy's asshole, and make her your anal whore?" I couldn't believe how easy Mom was making this for me – that was exactly what I wanted! She was becoming just as deviant and perverted as I was. I could hardly believe my luck anymore, but then this was most definitely a very unique, taboo relationship, and we were kinky enough as it was letting it carry on as far as it already had. After just about a minute of ramming my cock in and out of my mother's cunt with my finger shoved up her tight, constrictive asshole, I pulled it out of her moist, lubricated anal chute and offered the slime-slick digit to Mom's mouth to suck on. It was covered with a combination of her own ass-slime and the load of love-gunk that was still dripping out of her pussy. Mom looked at me for just a short moment, then leaned forward and slowly, teasingly took it into her mouth. Her tongue ran around the finger in her mouth, and she sucked back on it as hard as she could, her eyes rolling up into the back of her head as all the tastes and textures washed over her palate. "Of course I want to fuck your ass, bitch. What the fuck do you think all this was leading up to, huh? And you already are my anal whore. I'll take you however I like, wherever I like… you're my fuck-doll, understand me? You will take my cock in any one of the holes I wish and you will love it because you are a cock-hungry slut, is that understood?" I demanded, at last pulling the saliva-covered finger out of her mouth. There was a spark of intense arousal in Mom's eyes as she stared at me for a few long moments, then nodded her head in ascent. I grabbed her by a thick handful of her hair and pulled her face up to kiss her hard on the mouth. I could taste the sleazy remnants of Mom's butt-sauce in her mouth and on her lips, but it only served to increase my arousal and fuel the fires of my lustful desires. Holding her by the hair barely an inch in front of my face, I stared at her for a long moment, and then began to smile. I smiled broadly, sadistically, with an utterly ruthless, determined look blazing in my eyes that told her I brooked no interruptions or disrespect. "I want you to say it," I said at last. "I want to hear the words coming out of your mouth, understand? Say it. Tell me you're my ass-slut and will obey me in everything I say…" "I'm your anal whore," Mom whispered, her eyes glazing over with lust and her pussy-lips gaping and swollen with her obvious arousal. "I'll do anything you tell me… but please, I need to feel your cock inside me… PLEASE!!!" "Okay," I said with a lecherous smile, "you asked for it. Now you're gonna get it, bitch!" I grabbed my now-hard shaft and gave it a few vicious tugs, then stood up and moved around til I was standing in front of her spread legs with my massive tool pointed straight up in a slightly curved fashion. Mom began to massage her pussy-lips, and slide her fingers inside herself to squeeze and manipulate her budding clit. I smiled at her salaciously and reached down to squeeze her full, firm right breast in my hand.       "Turn around so that big, fat, lovely ass of yours is pointed my way," I commanded, continually stroking my cock though at a slower rate now, not wishing to cum at an inopportune moment and ruin the whole experience. I stared hungrily at Mom's buttocks as she moved around on the couch, so that her boobs and torso were pressing in against the leather upholstery while her rear-end was sticking straight out at me. I reached out slowly with both hands to grasp hold of the firm, rounded cheeks of my mother's ass, and, with a hungering stare that was locked down in between her buttocks, spread them apart, exposing her small, wrinkled anus and her dripping, bright pink pussy to my ravenous gaze. Sliding a finger from each hand in between the cheeks of Mom's ass, probing around the tight little orifice that was her poo-chute, I worked the forefinger from my right hand down from poking into her clenching anus to slide into the hugging wet warmth of her soaking twat. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure when my probing digit slid inside her as far as it could. My mother Erica thrust herself back ever so slightly against me, as if silently commanding more penetration… which was exactly what I was preparing to give her, whether she wanted it or not! Naughty Boy! Ch. 05 I brought the second finger down from Mom's butt-hole and jammed it straight into her pussy alongside the first one, fitting it in there quite easily. Mom's cunt was very accommodating when it started to loosen up a bit against the penetration, but I could feel the walls of her vagina clutching and squeezing at my slick digits as I slowly, laboriously worked up a regular finger-fucking tempo. She turned her head to look at me over her left shoulder, her eyes lidded over with her lust and her mouth hanging open slightly. A bit of dribble was running out of the corner of her mouth but she did not seem to care, or maybe she simply didn't notice, I wasn't sure nor did it really matter to me either way… I had much more pressing concerns to occupy my mind. Still keeping my fingers jammed inside my mother's saturated smoo, I moved my head in between the cheeks of her ass and began to lick at her puckered brown hole. I tasted the dank recesses of her anus and liked it, so I wanted more… I slurped around her butt-pipe, and then thrust my tongue inside her rear as far as I could manage to get it. She let out a rapturous scream of pleasure and slumped over onto the couch in the exhausted afterglow of my intensive rim-job… though I just kept up the tempo, never slackening off for an instant. I then moved swiftly back up onto my feet behind my mother's back, and manoeuvred my cock up til it's bulbous head was resting lightly up against Erica's wrinkled asshole. Moving my right hand around til it was resting in between the fleshy folds of my Mom's cunt, I started playing with her swollen clitoris in earnest as I pushed slowly into her anal channel from the back, stretching her butt-hole out to accommodate my bulging phallus. I slid my cock into Mom's ass until I could push it inside her no further, and I started feel my cum-heavy, hairy ball-sacs tighten up lust. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as the pleasure mounted, and continued seesawing my cock in and out of her butt-hole. Reaching down to slap Mom's ass-cheeks as hard as I could in turn with the back of my hand, I worked my cock slowly out of her asshole til only the thick, mushroom-shaped knob was still inside her hugging tightness. My schlong was covered in my Mom Erica's ass-slime, as well as a good deal of my own copious pre-cum, but it helped lubricate things and eased my own penetration of her most intimate of openings. "I want you to suck me off now," I grunted out, finally pulling my dick out of her ass and holding it straight out in front of me in my right hand, as Mom hurriedly spun around on the couch and opened her mouth up wide. She took the top half of my dong straight down her throat without hesitation, and then swallowed the rest down as well. Within a few brief moments, her throat had adjusted to my cock sliding in and out again, and the gag-reflexes were reduced. Mom had gulped back the combination of ass-juices and pre-cum that had slicked my cock up, and the thought of what that would've tasted like to her drove me almost to the brink of orgasm simply thinking about it. I whipped my dick out of her mouth and lightly turkey-slapped her, striking my cock against first her right cheek and then her left. Then I wanked my cock off right in front of her face as Mom stared at the tip of my shaft with hungering fascination, her eyes glued resolutely to its swollen, beet-red head as I worked my right hand with blurring speed up and down on the thick tube of man-flesh. My eyes glazed over and, for just an instant, my vision clouded with a red haze as my passion reached a climactic crescendo. "OH CHRIST, CUM FOR MOMMA BABY!" Mom yelled out at the top of her lungs, as she shoved three fingers of her right hand straight up her cunt-hole and frigged herself hard to an intense orgasm. Her thick, clear white pussy-juices swelled up and out of her flabby, moist wet pussy, as my fingers continued to slide into its pink, intimate depths. As I felt my self-control finally desert me, and my gooey white jizz at last exploded out of my balls with the strength of a fire-hose, I pulled the cum-slick fingers out of my mother Erica's womanhood and shoved them straight into my own mouth to suck on. The taste of Mom's pussy on my tongue immediately increased my own climactic release even further as I came all over her face and down her throat. Cum was splashing her all over… her lips, her mouth, her eyes, her nose, her neck, and her breasts – not a single ounce of my mother's face, upper torso or chest was spared from the copious amounts of man-jism that seemed to erupt out of my swollen, wrinkly ball-sacs. It almost seemed as if I was determined to cover every single ounce of my cum-slut Mom with my gooey spunk, just to show the world exactly what my very own Mom Erica truly was in body and in deed… my own personal love-slave. When I had finished orgasming at last, I leaned over with my right hand and wiped a big glob of cum from around the left side of Mom's lips and into her mouth. She sucked lightly on my finger for a few long moments, groaning softly and shuddering with arousal as her body trembled with lust. "I love the feel of your cum all over me…" Mom moaned out with lust. "You just spray your jizz all over me and mark me as your bitch. It makes me feel all hot and naughty inside… I love it!" "Yes I know… you're a good girl, Mommy, and good girls deserve to be rewarded." I smiled at her, and bent down over her to kiss her softly and sensuously on the lips. I slid my tongue into her mouth and reached out to palm Mom's left breast in my hand, squeezing and tweaking on her hardening nipple til she was grunting and gasping softly in passion. After I finally broke away from her, Mom was smiling slightly and panting for breath just a little bit. She was covered all over most of the top half of her body with cum, including a couple of long strands of jizz that had shot up into her thick chestnut-brown hair. I loved it. She was most definitely my cum-slut, and I didn't intend to let her forget it… #     # The next two days seemed to go by in a flash. Roger was at work more than at home, which was good, and I tried to comfort Mom's uneasiness as best I could. She was quite apprehensive of the woman, very nervous and fidgety. I didn't really know or understand why this was, and tried to ask her about it, to try and coax an answer out of her that could explain the strange way she was behaving of late, but Mom clammed up when I started to probe her too directly about it. Finally, the morning came when Roger left for the airport to collect Inga and bring her back here… Mom could barely get herself out of bed; she was so depressed and tearful. I held her head in my lap and rocked her head backwards and forwards, cooing to her softly and trying to calm her back down so she could relax, somehow… stroking her hair back away from her face seemed to help somehow, so I started doing that, til finally she managed to settle back down a bit more and allow herself to be carried off into a deep slumber. I wanted to say with her but knew I couldn't, so I carefully moved her head back over onto her pillow and headed towards the door. When I was halfway across the room, Mom made a strange whimpering sound, almost as though she was crying out for someone in her sleep or something along those lines. I turned on my feet to head back over to her side, to see if I could help her in any way, but quickly pulled myself up short – no, she was fine, I told myself firmly. She was okay now and didn't need me around watching her all the time anymore… When Roger came home with his sister Inga in tow, he looked around the place and, upon finding only me standing there waiting for the two of them in the lounge-room, asked quite gruffly and without preamble where his wife Erica was. He wanted her to greet his sister and welcome her into their house. "Ah, I'm afraid that Mom isn't well this morning," I told him honestly. It was from this point onwards that I told a bit of a lie, but only in my mother's own best interests though. "I think something she ate earlier on in the week hadn't sat well with her. She's been complaining of a severe stomach ache for the past couple of days now actually." "Oh? Really? Well, she should have said something then…" Roger said dismissively, waving his own concerns for his wife aside with a brush of his hand. I fought back the urge to smash him in the face – the bastard didn't seem to pay any attention at all to his bride anymore, he wouldn't have had the slightest clue at all what was going on in her life or if anything was bothering her in any way. I lived and breathed for my mother, willing to make any sacrifices necessary to make her life more comfortable… and what does he do for her? Nothing at all… besides bribery and heaping lavish attention on her only when it suited him to do so. My mother was, in all aspects, a trophy wife of Roger Thompson… and now, this enraged me more than any other defeat or insult I had ever suffered through before in my entire life. "Oh, Roger, aren't you going to introduce me…?" the woman who had followed my step-dad into her house asked politely, smiling at him lopsidedly, with just a hint of a contemptuous smirk twisting her lips further upwards. I imagined this woman was my Aunt Inga… and, from first impressions, I was quite taken-aback by her sheer physical beauty. She was positively gorgeous in a sexy-yet-intelligent, matured sort of way. With long, curling dirty-blonde hair which hung down to around her mid-back, Inga had large, round deep-blue eyes that seemed to be the colour of the ocean, with a sparkling brightness shining out of their dark-blue depths which soon had me entranced. Her face was full and round, with a slightly tempered look that only served to add to her wizened, sensuously feminine appeal. Inga had full, luscious ruby-red lips and a curvy, voluptuous body that was so sexy and nice… it had the full, classic 'hour-glass' shape that men found so damn irresistible. Wide childbearing hips, a big fat ass that I could just imagine squeezing and fucking hard, and long, sexy legs that seemed to me to be quite muscular and well defined: it all seemed VERY nicely profiled in a long pair of tight-fitting denim jeans, at least! Not to mention the huge pair of knockers on her that would've rivalled my own Mom's massive 36-F cannons, if we were to put them side-by-side… they quite easily had to be her most defining feature, and once I laid eyes upon them, I just couldn't pull my eyes away. As best as I could tell, she had to be in her early 40s… but again, this was only an educated guess on my part. Women were, for the most part, sensitive about their age, so I had no illusions that I would probably never know the truth about how old she really was. "Hey there, mister, it isn't polite to stare at a lady ya'know…" Inga said in a bemused voice, causing me at last to look back up again into her eyes. She had a broad smile on her face and didn't look angry in the least, which made me smile back at her, more in relief than anything else that she didn't think of me as some kind of perverted fuck-head… though, looking over at Roger standing there by the door, he looked mad enough for the both of them! "It's okay, buster. Most guys that I meet for the first time can't get over the size of my tits. They're huge, right? Yep, all-natural 32-EE breasts… my babies!" I watched on as, right in front of both her own brother Roger and my own eyes, Aunt Inga cupped her breasts and squeezed their firmness in both hands. I wondered if she had a bra on… something told me that she didn't, by the looks of things, because when she was done playing with her breasts right in front of the both of us, I was pretty confident that I could see her firm, dark nipples poking through the front of her thin white crop-top. My Aunt was also wearing a tight pair of denim shorts, which really helped to highlight the shape and form of her buttocks. "Okay… umph, will you please lead your Aunt on down to her room, Kenny?" Roger asked me, indicating with his right hand to his sister in which direction her room could be found. I nodded my head obediently, and turned on my heels to take her down the long hallway to her guest bedroom. It was quite a large, well-furbished room, with a wide-screen plasma TV and DVD player hooked up to a state-of-the-art Dolby 5.1 hi-fi system that was on par with the set-up I myself had in my own bedroom. The queen-sized bed was also luxurious and comfortable looking, with a good deal of pillows bunched up in a nice big pile around the head of the bed. The room had a flair of opulence which Inga seemed to warm to almost instantaneously. She spun around on her feet in one spot, a big, wide smile of satisfaction soon creasing her face. Inga Thompson seemed quite happy indeed with what she had been accommodated. "Well, here is your room, Aunt Inga," I said to her with a polite smile. "Please, if there is anything you need, don't hesitate to let me know and I'll make sure that you get it…" "No, Kenny, this is more than adequate for the moment… but I will let you know if there is anything that I need." I thought I was being dismissed, so, grateful for the opportunity to get out of there and find a private spot to have a good, long flog of my cock, I turned to leave. "Ah, but isn't there something I could perhaps do for you, my darling boy…?" I looked over at her, and she was staring straight back at me, grinning with seductive amusement. Her eyes blazed into mine for the longest moment, and it seemed to me, for a brief instant, as if she were peering into my very soul and seeing me for what I truly was. Then she glanced down at my dick-stick tenting out of the front of my shorts, moving her gaze quickly back up to my face again so I understood her meaning implicitly. "Ahh, Inga, what are you talking about?" I croaked out, but by the look on her face it was quite clear to me exactly what she was going on about… she wanted cock, and mine just happened to be the nearest. The thing I soon came to appreciate about my Aunty was that she was NOT prepared to deny herself ANY pleasure, no matter what. She always had to get her own way, or she would not relent until she did – it was that simple, really. "You want me? But that would be wrong, that would be incest… besides, what about your brother? I can't do that to Roger, it would be a betrayal…" "SSSHHHHH!!! Darling, you talk too much…" Inga cooed with sensuous lust lilting her voice. "Just let yourself go, and enjoy the pleasure I'm going to give you with my mouth…" She stepped right up to me, and I couldn't move at all, either towards her or away from her, to the open door. I was frozen in place and this seemed to please Inga, who dropped down onto her knees in front of me and started to pull down the front of my shorts. My cock, unrestrained my underwear, plopped out of my shorts and almost smacked Inga in the face, but she managed to move back just before it struck. She smiled and licked her lips with expectancy upon seeing the size of my trouser-snake, all thick and dripping with pre-cum arousal. I groaned softly as she breathed a long blow of hot air onto my cock and swollen ball-sacs. Then, she opened her mouth and moved forward to take my cock in between her lips, swirling her tongue around my piece and working it quickly further back down my throat. My prick had been rock-solid from the very moment I had laid eyes upon my Aunt just a mere few minutes before, so hot and sexy in her tight-fitting clothing, with a mature sensuality I found irresistible. So, because of this, my balls were big, blue and churning with cum, but for some reason this didn't really bring my climax any closer. I looked down at Inga as she worked my cock in and out of her mouth, making sure that a lot of clear, bubbly slobber was slicking my dick and dribbling out of the corners of my lips. She looked so hot and sexy, with her eyes bulging with lust and her head tilted slightly back to more easily facilitate my prick sliding down her throat. I couldn't resist, I couldn't fight her, and by God I really didn't want to… so I reached down to grab my shirttails, and pulled my top up over my head to fling it carelessly to the ground, over near the doorway. After a while, Inga pulled my penis out of her mouth and lifted it up so she could bend in and lick her tongue around each one of my hefty, cum-bloated balls in turn. She made sure to spit a lot of saliva over both of my nuts, then opened her mouth up wide and took each wrinkly teste into her mouth; first my right nut-sac went in, and then, a minute or so later, my left. The pleasure was getting really intense now, and I was beginning to see red-spots as my lust quickly became too much. I was near the point of cumming, and I was going to cum pretty damn hard… "Turn around, Kenny… I want to try something I haven't been able to do with any of my lovers in quite some time." I had a fair idea what my saucy Aunt had in mind when she asked me to 'turn around', but by God, that was exactly what I was ready for, so I did what she had told me to. Turning around to face the doorway, I braced myself for what was surely to come and, right as I was, it did! Inga spread my firm ass-cheeks open and pressed her face into the crack of my rear end. Her tongue snaked out to lap lightly at the puckered, round little hole that was my anus, then slivered in just a bit to taste the dank recesses of my butt-pipe. I groaned softly as I felt it sliver and worm its way into me, and an intense shiver coursed through my body as she worked it even further up my anal passage. Inga reached around to grab a thick hold of my cock at the same time, and started to wank me off with her right hand as she continued to rim out my asshole. Oh Lord Almighty, the sensations were exquisite… I felt as though my dick was about to burst, and it was bright red with all the blood churning through it. My balls were humungous, positively bloated with semen, and pre-cum was flowing out of the mushroom-shaped, purplish head of my dong in copious amounts. Inga's hand on my boiling-hot shaft felt as though it was carved of ice, and I almost screamed out in agony as she raked her long, crimson-red fingernails up and down my veiny length while she ate out my heinie-hole. It felt pretty damn hot to have my Aunt Inga's tongue shoved well and truly up my sphincter… especially when one remembered the fact that I had only met her about half an hour ago, thereabouts. "Oh fuck, I love the taste of your ass Kenny!" Inga groaned out passionately, but she grabbed onto my hips from behind and started tugging on them… I got the hint, and turned around to face her. My cock was soon right in front of her face again, and by the look in her bulging eyes, it was clear enough that Inga wanted nothing more but to engulf the full length of my cock back down her throat. "But I need that beautiful prick of yours in my mouth again… will you let me suck on that darling cock, my love?" "Umph, sure…" I croaked out. Aunt Inga smiled up at me, her eyes twinkling with unwholesome delight, then she opened her mouth and moved in on my blood-red phallus, her tongue slivering out to taste the tip of my peter before it slipped in between her lips. She sucked down on the full length of my swollen member, almost to the point where she had allowed the tip of my dick to slip down past the bottom of her throat – I could feel the big, fat head rubbing up against something coarse and hard, and her natural gag-reflex was gripping my hard pecker brutally as I almost made her choke on my cock. Inga reached out with her right hand to take a-hold of one of my bloated nut-sacs. She gave it a light squeeze or two, then raked her long, crimson-red fingernails along its wrinkly skin as she bobbed her head up and down on my prick, like any cock-sucking champion would have. Her tongue snaked out to tease the little tiny piss-slit as my pre-cum kept on leaking out, then she pressed her tongue in and, before I quite realised it, SHE started fucking ME with it! I was so close to bursting and shooting my thick load down her throat that I was about to pass out… Naughty Boy! Ch. 05 Almost on my own accord, I reached around with both my hands and grabbed a tight handhold on the back of Inga's head, hooking my fingers into her hair so that it would be hard for her to break free if she tried to struggle – which she did not. Inga started to pull and squeeze my other ball-sac as I found myself being swept away in my own little private realm of pleasure. I needed to cum, and hard… no matter what, I was going to get my climax. Working my phallus in and out of my Aunty Inga's mouth with relentless, single-mindedly resolute determination, I soon realised that a lot of saliva was being pushed out of my relative's mouth as I shoved my cock repeatedly down her throat. She was salivating quite a bit more than usual because of the fact that my cock down her throat was making it for Inga to swallow… but that, to me at that precise moment, was definitely a secondary concern. To try and give her a few moments to alleviate her troubles, I pulled my spit-slick cock out of her mouth and, while it was hanging there in the air mere inches in front of her, slapped it across both of her cheeks in turn. I loved turkey-lapping my lovers – it was so degrading and hot, and by the way Inga squirmed about where she was kneeling, she also seemed to approve. Deciding as well that I needed a little bit more stimulation on her part in all of this, I reached down with both of my hands to cup Inga's large, firm breasts in my palms. I squeezed my hands around the full mounds of tit-flesh, flicking the puckered nipples with a couple of teasing fingers through the thin material of her self-trimmed T-shirt. Inga quickly got the hint, wiggling away from me for just a moment to pull her crop-top up and over her head, throwing it aside without a care in the world about it, and then moving back over to take my rock-hard cock in her right hand. Grasping it tightly, almost painfully, Inga tugged my prick off a couple of times, pretty hard too… then she leaned in to take the head and first couple of inches of my turgid prick into her mouth. She sucked on me even harder than ever now as I squeezed her breasts with both of my hands and tweaked her nipples. The harder she sucked on my cock, the rougher the treatment was to her upper torso… she seemed to like being treated hard and rough, and that, by God, was FINE with me! Inga's hands moved up and around my back to rest on both of my ass-cheeks – then, she slowly began to spread my buttocks apart, and, carefully, manoeuvred her right hand in between the butt-cushions. She pressed her forefinger in inquisitively against the wrinkled, puckered brown hole of my anus, and then shoved it in, with one hard, brutal thrust. It was still pretty lubed up from her own earlier tongue-lashing, but still, Inga's probing digit jammed straight up my butt-hole, with little or no preliminaries even attempted on her part, hurt like a sonofabitch. I let out a sharp groan and arched my back in pain, and Inga, with my cock still forced down her throat, moaned in pleasure… she was most likely imagining what having her finger up my rectal sheath was doing to me and was getting her jollies off it. "OH FUCKIN' CHRIST I'M GONNA CUM!!!" I groaned out with abject passion, grabbing onto the back of Inga's head and shoving my dick in and out of her mouth as hard and as fast as I could, for the friction. Her teeth grated across the underside of my cock, though not hard enough to take much away from the pleasure of the moment – I let out a sharp cry and arched my head back, closing my eyes tightly as I felt myself being swept away by the passions of the moment. Oh crap, it was so good, and I couldn't help but let out a choking scream as I came straight down my new lover's throat. The first three blasts shot straight down Inga's throat, and I almost had her gagging on the sheer volume of cum I was jettisoning into her mouth, but she swallowed it all like the determined trooper that she was. Pulling out from between her suctioning lips as the fourth spurt burst out of my dick, I coated my now well-acquainted Aunt's face with my jizz, and then guided my shuddering prick down to spray the last bit of discharge onto her full, naked breasts. Inga let out a seductive groan of passion and cupped both of her breasts together, then used her hands to massage my spunk into her smooth, tanned skin. This was pretty darn hot, but I was too exhausted from our exertions to act upon this notion, or even voice the observation in words. She continued to put on a sleazy, sexy display by scooping up a bit of my cum which had dribbled out of the corners of her mouth, and shoved them into her mouth which she promptly sucked on. Inga really seemed to get off on the taste of my semen, as she let out a low groan again and arched her pelvis up off the ground, as though beckoning me to take her, right there and then… I looked back towards the door… for the briefest instant, I thought I saw my stepfather there, and my heart lurched in my chest. But then the shadowy figure was gone, and I assured myself hurriedly that it couldn't have been anything or anyone other than my own over-active imagination playing tricks on me. But I couldn't shake the feeling that we had been discovered – the door, leering wide open as it was, was a disconcerting imagine to put up with, so I moved over to it with my cock swaying down in between my legs to shut it over quietly, locking it before turning back to face Inga. She was still on the floor, basically right where I had left her, but Inga was hurriedly unzipping the front of her tight, black denim jeans. She hooked the front of her jeans and the strap of her sheer, lacy panties in one of her fingers, and tugged both of the unwanted garments down her long, sensuous thighs, baring her formidable assets to my ravenous gaze. My eyes were immediately drawn to the crease between my new sex-demon's thighs, as one would have expected from any randy, full-blooded, heterosexual male. Her slit was bald as a pre-pubescent child's, and the full, crinkled lips moist and slightly parted. Her firm, swollen clit was sticking out of the folds of her labia, seemingly drawing me towards it. A throbbing intensity quickly built up inside of me – looking down at my cock in my lap, I was hardly surprised in the least when I saw that it was beginning to harden again… the anticipation and the raw animal lust I felt for Inga were not easy things to deny. Once the jeans and underwear were finally rid of, I moved slowly over to where Inga lay spread out on the carpet for me, and looked at her appreciatively as she reached down with both of her hands, spreading her outer lips wide open for me and bearing her 'inner radiance'. I was left speechless… she was so pink and wet with arousal. I just had to taste her essence. So, I dropped down to my knees before this wondrous, still relatively unknown, woman, and buried my head in between her legs. Running my tongue along the outer lips of her vadge with teasing rapture, flickering all around her moist wet opening without coming anywhere near her budding clit, I moved one hand up to press an elongated forefinger slowly into the meaty folds of her cunt as I chewed her out at the same time. Pressing the probing finger deeper and deeper inside her body, I sucked back all of the pooling juices in Inga's cunt, and then ran my tongue inquisitively around the turgid little nubbin of flesh that was her clitoris, causing her to buck her pelvis up into my face. Eating out Inga's gaping, pink pussy, I moved my attentions slowly up to focus on her big, fat clit, taking it into my mouth and sucking back on it as hard as I possibly could. She let out a rapturous moan of orgasmic delight and, with a shuddering groan of pleasure, came again into my face, flooding my slurping mouth with her sweet-tasting twat sauce as I continued to tongue-lash her love-button. I bit down on Inga's clit gently, and this sent her climax skyrocketing up into the stratosphere… she just kept on cumming, til I thought she was going to pass out from the passion ripping through her. Instead, she simply collapsed onto the ground, breathing quite heavily and in ragged huffs, and squeezed her eyes tightly shut. I raised my head up from in between Inga's thighs and smiled lecherously at the 'damage' I had wrought… she sure as hell had enjoyed my work, and that was exactly what I had wanted. Now, her cunt was virtually soaked with her juices of sexual arousal, and she seemed to be quite hot for me, once she regained her composure after my intense lapping. Smiling up into my eyes with a demure, supplicant glimmer of affection behind her gaze, Inga reached down with one hand and spread the outer lips of her muff wide open. I couldn't believe how incredible it looked to me, and my lust for her reached new heights. I was not to be denied at this point in my life… my need to take what was owing to me was too great to resist. Slowly, teasingly, I moved up Inga's body til the tip of my cock was pressing in gently against the fleshy folds of her dripping wet snatch, then gyrated around just a little bit, dipping the head of my schlong inside her clutching warmth just a little bit to elicit a low moan of pleasure. As Inga let out a sharp gasp and pushed her firm, luscious body up against me, trying desperately to get my cock to sink at last inside her dripping, pink depths, I let out a sharp laugh and pulled my dick back away from her even further. "No, baby, that isn't how its gonna work…" I said to her gruffly. "I'M the one who gives this big fat cock to YOU, baby… you don't get what you want unless I'm willing to give it to you, understand me?" "Yes, Kenny, I understand…" Inga replied demurely, keeping her eyes cast downward, away from me… I couldn't help but smirk at this. She could barely keep the smile off her face, but she stopped trying to jam her pussy up against my dick and this was what I wanted – I wanted to be the one to dictate the pace to HER, not the other way around! With that, I grabbed hold of my stepfather's sister's ass and lifted her up til her pussy was rubbing up against my cock. When the head of my dick-stick slipped inside her, it was all over – just a matter of thrusting in all the way and I was buried inside my Aunt's dripping wet smoo to the very hilt. It felt positively exquisite… Driving in and out of her pussy in a smooth, regular tempo, I soon worked myself up into an easy beat that had my cock being gripped and released by Inga's clenching cunt. She was soon gasping and groaning in rapturous appreciation as I worked myself slowly up into a sweat, my body straining against the pressures of the fuck. I wasn't giving it to her exceptionally hard, just with smooth, regular consistency. Sliding into her hugging warmth til my cock slammed up against her cervix, working my dick-meat in and out of her tight sheath til she was moaning and arching her back against me in pleasure. I worked my right hand down into the crack of Inga's ass and pressed my teasing forefinger up against her wrinkly butt-hole, making her gasp loudly and jam her body up against my downward thrust. That one movement had me buried inside her at quite a unique, and EXTREMELY pleasurable angle… I must have been mashed up against her G-spot, real good, 'cause she was grunting and groaning like a stuck pig. I reached out and grabbed hold of a thick fistful of Inga's wavy blonde hair, and tugged her head sharply to one side. She let out a sharp moan of pain, and as soon as I heard this, I glared at her as though I wanted to kill her for showing her suffering with my bare hands… she got the message that I conveyed with my eyes quite clearly, and bit down on her lower lip to stifle any more utterings. Fucking my Aunt's dripping snatch with my big, fat swollen dick was getting to me… I'd had quite a bit of sex from a variety of loving partners over the weeks, and I think I was starting to loose my mind from all the endorphins. I just couldn't get past the next thrust, or the next time I kissed my lover hard on the mouth or reached out to fondle her tits… nothing more in life seemed to give me drive or passion besides sex. As I banged my cock in and out of the sexy older babe's sucking cunt, listening to the squishy, slurping sounds of my prick sliding through her tight, constrictive love-tunnel, I yanked her head savagely back around to kiss her roughly on the mouth, forcing my tongue in between her lips and swirling it around inside her mouth as I continued my pile-driving antics. My single-minded need to get off on the pleasures of my latest lover's body would not be refused for even a mere moment. The large amount of cunt-cream that was being squished around my cock, and dribbled down out of Inga's stretched slit as I made rigorous, deep lunging thrusts into her hugging tightness, made things a lot damper and much noisier for the two of us, but I got more enjoyment out of hearing the sounds of our coupling. Pulling out of her for a brief moment, to slap the full length of my cock across the raw, brutally-pounded opening before me, I could hear Inga gasping and moaning softly to herself in longing for every second that my prick was not inside her body. By the hungering look in her eyes, lust-filled and approaching true madness, I knew that I must be really blowing her mind and this drew me on to even greater levels of pure sexual intensity. "You like this, bitch? You love the way my big fat cock feels, sliding in and out of your tight, wet, delicious fuckin' mature pussy, don't ya?" I spat out, wrenching her head forward yet again and sticking my tongue hard into her mouth for the horny sex-mistress to suck on ravenously. "Oh God YES!!! I love your massive prick, Kenny, so much!" Inga groaned out, clenching her teeth as a huge wave of orgasmic passion flowed through her and her pussy-walls clenched my cock in one of the most exquisitely sensuous, torturous vices I could have ever imagined… her love-gash resembled Niagara Falls, so much girl-cum was gushing out of her. I kept sliding my dick-shaft deep into Inga's clenching pussy but it was soon becoming apparent that, although very pleasurable for her, it wasn't doing all that much of a spectacular nature to me. So, deciding on a different approach, I told Inga to work her way back a little bit and get back around on the floor on her hands and knees. Now, in this new doggy-style position and with her rear end raised up slightly towards me, Inga looked like a real sexy, slutty bitch-in-heat, with her gleaming body drenched in sweat and her cunt-hole, peeking back at me from between her spread-out thighs as I stared at her appreciatively from where I stood, a couple of feet away. My thick, throbbing piece of dick-meat, sticking straight up into the air at a sort of upwards-arc angle with the bulbous cock-knob bloated with my flowing blood. I needed to get back into her tight, warm, inviting pussy because my desire for her was burning me up on the inside, and, by the passionate look that shone out of her eyes as she glanced back over her shoulder at me, the feeling was indeed mutual. Moving in behind my lover's back, I pushed my cock up against the opening of her vadge and pushed the head in past her outer pussy-ring. Her slightly hair-covered slit opened up to take in the shaft of my dick as I slid further down into her body, filling Inga up and causing her to let out a loud gasp of pleasure. I reached down between our two bodies and began to rub at Inga's budding clit as I fucked her, driving her back against the carpeted floor and really rocking her body with my driving penetrations. She was really getting into the action, too – enjoying the feeling of my cock sliding into her pussy at such a new and unique angle, as well as having my fingers rubbing up against her clit as I pleasured her. "OH SHIT, OH FUCK YEAH JESUS CHRIST YEH JUST LIKE THAT!!!" Inga spat out, her body shaking as another intense wave of orgasmic tremors tore through her. I suddenly had a wicked idea, and decided that it was a good enough time to try it out, no matter what Inga thought of it! A nice shock for her, I thought to myself with a wicked little private smirk.       I pulled straight out of her pussy, which made a strangely erotic suctioning sound as I withdrew, and then immediately positioned the mushroom-shaped head at tiny, puckered hole between her butt-cheeks. Then, with a slow, determined thrust downwards, right on the angle that would most easily precipitate entry into Inga's super-restrictive anal channel, I began to bury my meat into her rear. "Oh shit!!! Ah that hurts! Kenny, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Aunt Inga demanded, trying to push herself away from me but finding both of my hands gripping her hips firmly, holding her in place… not to mention the fact that my cock was almost entirely up her asshole by now! It would be very hard for her to get away from me with my dick shoved right the hell up her fudge-pipe, to be sure! This thought almost made me burst out laughing, but I managed to cut it off before I did. "What the fuck do you THINK I'm doing? Huh? I'm fucking your Goddamn butt-hole, slut, and you're gonna love it because you're my slut-bitch, understand?" I snapped at her, and with that, the palm of my right hand came smashing down upon Inga's right butt-cheek… hard! She let out a sharp cry of agony, and then started to buck back slowly against my own easing, deliberate thrusts. I looked down at where my hand had landed against her bum and could see, quite clearly – the big red imprint of my palm was blatantly visible. This really had me smiling as I fucked my new bitch's ass with quickly increasing speed. "Ah shit yeah just like that… right there, yes!" Inga moaned out, and then she started to grunt and groan like the slutty anal-whore I knew lurked inside her. I felt as though my dick was being gripped in the most brutally tight vice I could ever have imagined… and her pussy was positively exploding with all the pussy-juices which were running out of her twat. It was too much for me to resist for long, and, with my eyesight clouding over and my cum-heavy nuts churning with my seed as I continued to ream her, I could feel my climax nearing as yet another one continued to rock through Inga's frail form. My blue balls kept on slamming against her body as I pounded Inga's rectum, stretching her sphincter out to more easily accommodate my prick as I made brutal, sweat, grunting love to her. With a mighty roar of orgasmic release, I shot my first load into the depths of my Aunt's bowels, then the second and the third. Pulling my jettisoning dick out of her asshole as I continued to climax, I ended up shooting most of my fourth burst of jizz all over Inga's raw red pussy-lips and up into her ass-crack. But then I rushed to jam it into her cunt-hole with one rough, penetrating lunge and shot the last two squirts of my man-seed inside her. Inga let out a very long, tired sigh and simply collapsed where she was half-kneeling, on the carpet. I managed to disengage myself from her before I too fell back onto the rough carpet, totally exhausted and utterly spent from the intense, passionate fuck-fest we had shared. I was covered in sweat and felt quite grubby, for some reason I couldn't quite place in my own mind. Looking across at Inga, I could see that she had fared no better in the least. Her hair was all knotted and wild looking, her face was flushed red with exertion, and her entire body, like mine, was drenched with sweat. She looked across at me, and I could see that there were tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes. Inga looked at me for a few brief moments, but it was as though she was seeing right through me. "I was meaning to give my anal virginity to your stepfather…" she whispered. Naughty Boy! Ch. 05 I thought that she was talking to me there for a second or two but then realised she was, rather, saying this to herself. She was having a bit of a hard time about the ass fucking… or so it seemed to me. And then, like a bolt of lightning, it suddenly hit me… "What the Hell did you say? You wanted to give your anal virginity to MY STEP-DAD? Roger?" I asked, incredulous. "What the FUCK? Have you been having sex with Roger? For how long?" Inga winced, but then she started to smile. And the smile looked pretty sinister indeed. I started to get the feeling that Inga Thompson liked to be the one holding all the cards… and she didn't seem to take too kindly at all to situations when she did not have that dominant stance over others. "Oh, don't act so high and mighty, Kenny! Your stepfather knows all about your little 'love-ins' with your Aunty Yvette and your very own Mom! He was REALLY pissed off when he found out about that one, so much so that even going down on his cock for half an hour, and THEN licking his asshole, didn't seem to lift his spirits," Inga said boastfully, with a little grin on her lips that really pissed me off. She was enjoying this moment entirely too much for my liking… "Oh crap…" I said softly, more to myself than to Inga, though I knew she heard me because her grin broadened even wider. "My stepfather knows about my affairs with them both? How? When did he find out?" "Ah, he knows everything… one day he came home early, and glanced in through the partly-opened front window. He saw that you were fucking both your Aunt and Mom. And that really got him mad… he's had PI's following the three of you for quite a while now," Inga explained. She shook her head. "He knew that he hadn't been a good husband to his wife of late, and probably would have accepted the fact that your mother had taken another lover because Roger has three regular mistresses besides me… but YOU making love to your very own Mom? Wow, that one really hit him out of the ballpark!" I looked at Inga for a long time, staring at her dead in the face. The reasons why my Mom Erica loathed this she-bitch woman were now becoming quite abundantly clear… I wanted to do so many things to her at that exact moment, so many bad things that would have probably wound up with me locked up in a cell in Sing-Sing for the rest of my life, but I held myself in check – with great difficulty however. Looking at her for the longest time, I decided that I had to leave, without delay, or my resolve would crumble and I would do something terrible. So I put my underwear on and rose up to my feet. I gathered up my clothing and turned towards the door. "What, you're leaving me?" Inga asked, mockingly. "Why? I thought we had something special going on here, Kenny!" I just kept walking to the door. I reached out, grabbed the doorhandle, opened it up and stepped out into the hallway. Looking cautiously both ways, aware that I had to look out for both my stepfather and my mother now (because I really didn't want to explain to Mom about what had happened between myself and her 'nemesis' Inga – ANY of it!), I saw that the coast was clear and then quickly moved down the hall in the direction of my bedroom. I had much to think about now… not least of course being how to proceed onwards from this point, given what I was now aware of. #     # I went into my room, threw my clothes into a hamper, and wrapped the towel I was using at the moment around myself so I could get ready to head for the nearest bathroom, not two doors down from where I was. Suddenly, I heard the door to my room squeak open slightly on its hinges, and turned around to face my mother Erica standing there before me. She had a desperate look on her face and her eyes looked red from crying. My Mom had shut the door behind her, which was good from my point of view. "Is it true? Did you just fuck Inga?" she asked me, point blank, straight to business. I stared at her for a long moment… damn her to hell, but Inga must have told her what happened. I could deny the truth, and try and play my Mom's own misgivings about the other woman off to my benefit… or, there was always the option of coming right out and telling everything straight up. "What? Who told you that? Well, first, let me explain… we have more important things to deal with than the fact that I gave my step-aunt's pussy and ass a bit of a stretching!" I told her sharply, trying to get her to listen to me and to hear about all the things Inga had revealed to me before about Roger knowing the truth… that, I knew, would sidetrack her from the other issue VERY quickly! "Inga did! She came straight out of her room completely naked and almost barged right into me. I was hoping that I could avoid her completely for a day or so, but no luck… and then she just comes right out and gives me a blow-by-blow of what my fuckin dirty scumbag son goes and does behind my back!" Well, I was really starting to see red by the time Mom had finished her rant… there was NO excuse in my mind for this lip service she was dishing out to me, no matter what I was supposedly responsible for. I knew that I could still get her to shut up, the best way I knew how. A bit of a throat-gag, with my big fat man-tool! Fun and productive at the same time, I thought with a devilish smile. "Look, Mom, I'm a man and I have my needs… besides, you're my own mother for Christ's sake, and you're married, so this is really nothing you should be outraged about!" I snapped at her. I could immediately see the fury in her face crumble away into a look of real hurt, and this in turn had an affect on me. However, I was determined to push this feeling of weakness down and suppress it until the fleeting emotion died. "And right now, with my gorgeous love standing right there in front of me, looking all vulnerable and sexy, I'm feeling those urges again…" I dropped my towel to the floor, and stood before her, naked and proud. My dick was still slick with dried girl-cum and the juices of Inga's tight brown heinie-hole… and I had the perfect idea for where I wanted it to go next! Looking up from my outthrust cock to Mom's face, I could the lust and longing burning in her eyes, and knew that she wanted just what I did. But her mind told her 'no', and so far, her brain was wining out over her desires… "Mom, I'm truly sorry if I caused you any pain by what happened between Inga and I, it was a mistake and now I realise it… but I'm here now, I love you, and my cock needs your mouth, your pussy and your ass," I said to her. I tried to reach out for her, but at first she flinched away from my outstretched hand when it brushed against her arm. I held it out for her, and slowly, tentatively, she reached out and took my hand in hers. I could see that she wanted to be with me, to love me and be loved in return, so I took her into my arms and held her against my naked body because that's what she wanted, what she needed… I kissed her softly on the mouth, pushing my tongue fleetingly into her mouth and waiting until she began to kiss me back a little before continuing on from there. I felt Mom's full, voluptuous body pressing up against my own naked form and, as one would only have expected, this had quite an affect on my sex drive. Soon enough, I was quite hard again, with my upturned cock pressing in against her stomach. I let out a low moan as Erica's cool, strong fingers grasped hold of my outthrust member, and she started to work the foreskin backwards and forwards… I groaned out loud, and arched by back as the insistent pleasures of her hand-job coursed through me. "Get down onto your knees Mom," I told her with a smile. "I want to feel this big, fat cock of mine sliding down your throat again!" She grunted, a barely audible affirmative, and dropped straight down onto her knees on the carpeted floor in front of me without delay. I fondled her full, massive tits through the front of her flimsy shirt, and looked over behind her back to have a good long look at her ass, so nicely defined by the super-tight pair of white riding shorts Mom liked to wear a lot around the house. My cock lunged a bit more in her palm, and she sighed. I could feel my very own mother's hot breath on the tip of my prick, and the sheer notion of it was intensely arousing in and of itself… this whole damn escapade in general, despite the heightened drama and emotional stress of it all, was highly erotic. I watched as Mom stared at my cock, seemingly mesmerized. She weighed it up in her right hand, letting it fall a little from her grasp and marvelling at the way it straightened up into its natural, upturned arc, because of its erect state. I was a little impatient to get things started, but knew that it was best to let Mom have her way with my prick, at least for a minute or two… she was quite obviously in the mood, also, so I knew my wait would be a short one and I would soon be rewarded considerably for my patience. Mom's tongue darted out for the briefest of moments, making contact with the tiny little pee-slit opening on the mushroom-shaped head of my schlong, causing me to let out a sharp cry of pleasure as my cock surged with arousal. She moaned and moved forward to take the first couple of inches of my dick-meat into her mouth, but then she stopped and stayed completely still. I looked down at her and saw that she was already staring up at me with her big, saucer-shaped eyes. Her tongue was darting around my prick inside the clamping, moist confines of her mouth… Mom was also producing a good deal of saliva in her mouth, and making sure to push it up around my cock, to get it all nice and slick. I felt a bit of it sliding out of her mouth and down around my wrinkly, hefty ball-sacs, and let out a low sigh when I even felt a little bit of it dribbling down past my groin and around to near my wrinkly butt-hole. It made me shudder in passion… my mother Erica in turn could feel this through my prick, and with this unmistakable sign of my approval of her work, went about redoubling her efforts. She sucked on my cock like a Hoover vacuum cleaner, and her tongue swept incessantly around its full length and girth, enjoying the bountiful tastes and textures of my love-rod with the appreciation of a connoisseur of fine pricks. I felt her right hand reach out to cup my balls, squeezing and tugging on each one in turn to elicit a response. I grunted with pleasure, then shoved my dick back a little harder than usual down Mom's throat, making her gulp loudly and almost gag. Pre-cum was flowing out of my prick constantly now, and Mom was struggling to drink back as much of it as she could. I knew that she had probably tasted the remnants of both Inga's pussy and asshole as she'd started sucking on my turgid member, and this turned me on to a very considerable degree. I loved being nasty with my lover, and with Mom, the nastier and more depraved that we got, the better it was and the stronger, at least in my own mind, our love became… Mom bounced forward and backwards on my prick, sucking it into her mouth, then allowing it to slide back out again as I withdrew. I could tell by the look in her eyes as I shoved my prick into her mouth that I was perhaps going down her throat just a tad too far, but my lustful, self-absorbed NEED to get myself off was far too strong an urge to be easily denied. As I was about to cum, the door suddenly swung open, and there, right in front of me, was Roger Thompson, with his sister Inga standing a bit further down the hall. He stared at me for the longest time, as Mom, with her back to the door and her attentions otherwise occupied with trying to coax out as much of my spunk as she could to gulp down into her stomach, continued on with sucking my dick. I couldn't get any words out, though I tried to tell Mom to stop doing what she was doing and to turn around to see what I was confronted with, but I could only croak when I tried to get the words out, and I couldn't back away from her because I was fixated to the spot by my stepfather's piercing gaze. My orgasm started to rip out of me regardless, and I shot three long, torrid bursts of dick-sauce straight out of the tip of my pulsating peter and down my mother Erica's tight throat. She ran her tongue around the full length of my prick, then dug the tip of it into the tip of my Johnson, sort of fucking the tiny little piss-slit with the very tip of her tongue. I grunted and groaned, and managed to push out a little more cum onto Mom's tongue for her to savour and swallow. But all the while, my eyes were locked on Roger's, and his too were hooked on mine. After a couple of moments, when, after licking and kissing my cock clean of my copious discharge, she saw that my attention was firmly fixed on something else besides what she was doing to me, Mom knew there had to be something drastically wrong and turned around to take a look at what had my attention so engulfed. When she saw that her husband was standing there in the doorway, his face an impassive mask of neutrality, with his smug sister Inga lurking around behind him determined to see both of the Thompson outsiders fall, Erica almost passed out with delirious fright. "Well, this isn't very appropriate activities for a mother and son to be engaged in, now is it?" Roger asked impassively, moving slowly into the room towards the two of us. I slowly, steadily began to back away from his advance, as too did Erica after rising up to her feet and moving closer by my side. "Erica, what the hell do you think you're doing? You're giving your own son a blowjob? Just what have you two been up to while I've been away at work, huh?" "Oh shut the fuck up, Roger!" I shot back, startling both my step-dad and my mother with the brazenness of my outburst. That was exactly what I wanted… an opening. Now, to press the advantage! "Inga told me all about your relationship with her, she was quite boastful about it, before she seduced me and I took your lover in every hole. You're not much of a man, now are you? Both of the women closest to you end up being used by me… I'm a fucking stud and you're a hack, and that's just the way things are!" That really pissed Roger off something major, as I was half-expecting it would… but quite frankly, if he wanted a confrontation, I was happy to oblige. He let out a primal roar of rage, and just came running straight at me, hands clenched, his right arm moving back for a swing at me. I went into action very quickly indeed, first shoving Mom over towards my bed quite roughly, so she was safe and out of the way, and then rolling back lightly onto the balls of my feet, so I could move and react at a moment's notice. When he was close enough, I moved TOWARDS Roger's fist, which was something he didn't expect, and his forward motion faltered for just the very briefest moment. That was when I struck, ducking right under his thrown punch at the last moment and striking upwards hard as he went part me into his undefended side. My fist smashed into Roger's ribcage and I was pretty sure I broke at least a couple of ribs with the punch. He staggered against the blow, and then dropped down hard to the floor beside me. Not wanting to take any chances with more of a fight, I struck down again with my right fist, connecting with the back of his head and, quite plainly and simply, knocking him out cold with the blow. There was no need for any follow-up punches, because he was out like a light… Inga let out a horrified cry and rushed into the room, tears welling in her eyes for her brother and lover… I wondered if she was trying to get close to him for his money, because I really didn't believe Inga, the woman that she was, could ever truly find love and happiness at all in her life. But she was definitely concerned for her sibling. She hugged his limp form tightly to her, cradling his head in her lap. She looked straight up at me, her hands covered in my stepfather's blood from the broken nose I'd given him, and there was pure murder and embittered rage burning in her eyes. "Wherever you hope to go, Roger will find you and make you both pay with your hides!" she spat. "Oh, I'd suggest to Roger, when he comes to, that it'll be better for all of us if he just allows us to slip away with my Aunt… if he, any hired thugs, or the police come hassling us because of you or my stepfather, I've got enough goods on his and Steven Beckham's shady dealings to put them both away for a very, VERY long time…" I replied, quite calmly and with total conviction. But I was really only playing on a hunch, and my heart was thumping away in my chest at a mile a minute. But the horrified look in Inga's eyes was more than enough confirmation of my guess to satisfy me, and it took a good deal of effort to keep my face straight as I stepped past the both of them and make my way to the door out to the room, followed grudgingly by my mother, Erica, who was confused, scared, and worried for her husband… …Or, soon-to-be ex-husband, I thought to myself with a broad smile. I filled Erica in with my thoughts about what had happened and my deductions about things that I didn't quite know for sure, and she came to the same conclusion I did… something more was going down that the Thompson siblings seemed to be a part of, seemingly with Steven Beckham and possibly his wife, Jasmine, as well. We had hinted that we knew more than we actually did… hopefully the implication of exposure if hindered would keep the dogs of war at bay. But it was a dicey chance to take, knowing that the axe could drop at any moment and never quite being able to live in peace… "So we'll be basically running, for the rest of our lives…" Erica said as she headed down to her room, to start packing for our departure. I moved along with her, deep in thought. There had to be a way out, I kept telling myself over and over, THERE JUST HAD TO BE… and then, with a flash of inspired genius, it hit me in the blink of an eye. When I explained it to Mom, she started to smile, then the smile turned into a broad grin that stretched across her entire face. The idea was agreed upon, and I started to think about how best to set things in motion… #     # Two weeks later, and in a small beachfront condo on the very southern tip of the Florida mainland, I sat out on the front deck, looking at the sun rise up from the eastern horizon, seemingly from out of the dark blue waters of the Atlantic Ocean itself, with a beer in one hand and a cigar clenched in my mouth. I had the Miami Post stretched out in front of me. There was a smallish article in the bottom left corner of the paper – must've been a slow news day for it to make front-page – that had me in the mood for a bit of a celebration, so I'd lit the cigar and brought out the beer despite the early hour. Roger Thompson and Steven Beckham had been caught trying to cross the border with Canada after their taxation forgeries and false accounts were exposed – their scheming and selfish profiteering had single-handedly ruined the business the two men had founded, leaving their partners and shareholders financially devastated. Their women, Inga Thompson and Jasmine Beckham, were found, quoting the ranking officer who had moved in to arrest them all, 'in compromising circumstances'… and it had a smallish photo of four people being led away from a motel in handcuffs with sheets thrown over their nude forms. This made me smile… the pricks probably thought they were home free, so they were engaged in a pretty heated orgy when the cops stormed in on them! How apt that was, a perfectly suitable way to end things! It was a shame about Jasmine, though… I was sort of hoping she wouldn't have been involved. But I was glad that they nabbed her, too, because she was. Reading on, it seemed that, in order to protect their criminal activities worth many millions, they'd killed two people to cover up their work. So the women were going away for quite some years, while the men were possibly looking at the death sentence… thank the Lord they'd been taken into custody on the US side of the border, too! Naughty Boy! Ch. 05 I must have gotten in touch with Professor Franklin, the head of the criminology faculty at my old college back in Jersey, just in time, and he was able to pass the information quickly along to his contact in the FBI, to get the Bureau moving on my step-dad and his business partner, Mr Beckham. They were already moving towards the northern border, to flee out of the country, when the dragnet closed in on them. I took a long puff of my cigar and leaned back in the chair, to contemplate life. Bob O'Malley was coming down for a visit in about a month, which was good…. I'd neglected my friend for a while there, sadly. And Charlie had promised to stop by with Mandy before the wedding… I had been invited, as well, and it was being held up in New York. I was looking forward to that. I absentmindedly rubbed my semi-hard cock as I thought of Mandy, and what I was looking forward doing to her when they did decide to drop in. I had still yet to introduce the two of them to my Aunt and Mom… We had learned the good news from our new local General Practitioner a couple of days earlier… the Doc had confirmed the home pregnancy test. My mother Erica was pregnant! We were all ecstatic, over the moon with joy. Aunt Yvette was more than happy to move down to Florida with the two of us, and she was really loving having the two of us under the same room as her, sharing a bed between the three of us, fucking like jackrabbits every time the mood too us. It was a perfect slice of heaven, the way the world was meant to be for man and woman… we had little to worry about, because both ladies had been wise enough to scrounge away sizable sums of money for their retirement nest-eggs. This was a good enough chance as any for retirement… an early retirement, away from the Northeast, from all that we knew and were comfortable with. It was time for something new. Now, with the two women that I loved more than anything else in this world, I was pretty darn optimistic about life, and what the future would hold for us… after all, we had been through our fair share of excitement for quite a while. It was time to live happily ever after… THE END. Author's Note: Okay, well there it is! Finally! I just want to thank, first and foremost, the readers who have followed my work and enjoyed my stories… I truly appreciate getting feedback from those who have liked my work and just wanted to say that, it makes writing such a joy for you all! I hope that you all like the final chapter; the ending might be a little anti-climactic for some, but I thought it was good to tie things up that way at the end, and to show that, in the blowjob Kenny's Mom, Erica, had given him after he had just come back from fucking Inga, he had full sexual dominance over his mother and that she was his cum-slut, in mind, body and soul. Although Aunt Yvette doesn't make an appearance, she was not the focus of the end of the story, which largely dealt with tying up loose ends… she was only someone who came in and out of the story, anyway, but she was EXTREMELY important to both Erica and Kenny. Again, I hope you like my work and enjoyed reading the series! Please, vote on my work, and send feedback, positive or negative, so that I may take on what the readers have to say and grow as a writer. I'm sorry again about the delay but I tried to get this out to you all as fast as I could. Thanks yet again for sticking by me and reading my work! TheCaptain