We got back to the apartment, me with just a towel wrapped around me and mom naked as the day she was born. Luckily dad wasn't back yet from his scouting tour as mom's clothes were still on the living room floor where she had left them… as she came down her adrenaline-high from the torrid fucking she'd endured, mom did some soul-searching for the next hour. I followed her everywhere, even into the bathroom while she was taking a shower. Since there was no longer any embarrassment between us, I watched her take an extensive shower and rub herself down with scented oils afterwards. With just a towel wrapped around her wet hair, she looked at me – sitting on the edge of the bath tub watching her every move – and rubbed her hands together for about twenty seconds to get rid of the excess of oils. After looking into my eyes for several seconds, she whispered:"Come here." as she got down on her knees. I walked over to her and looked down at her as she fished my erection out of my boxers and guided it to her mouth; for the next several minutes, mom's sucking was the only sound in the bathroom. It was a slow and delicate blowjob which was clearly emotionally charged; the both of us had had all the nasty and wild sex we were going to have for that day. This wasn't just carnal desire, this was an passionate act. Anyway, she finished me off and swallowed the small amount of cum I could spare and kept kissing and licking my cock head until it was too small to handle.
She got up and continued getting herself ready and dressed. I could see she was still mulling things over. In her bedroom, she got dressed in her red shorts and a new white halter top, along with a white bra and no panties. When I heard dad coming back in; I gave her quick kiss and hit the shower. Afterwards, I sat down in the living room with a book, while mom started preparations for lunch. During lunch dad started talking about all the interesting places he had encountered on his scouting mission: a seafood restaurant, a cocktail bar, an orange tree orchard etc... we talked like a "normal" family, planning excursions and discussing what to do for dinner and lunch the following days. Afterwards we went for a walk, familiarizing ourselves with the surroundings, the most important stores in the vicinity as well as the shortest road to the beach. We had a few drinks on the beach promenade and dinner in fancy restaurant. All the while mom was visibly absent, which she claimed to be the result of some minor migraine, but I knew better than that. It was late at night when we returned to our apartment and while mom and dad went straight to bed, I remained on the balcony for a little while longer, finishing another chapter of my book and listening to some music. I half expected and hoped to see mom again before going to bed, but she was either asleep or didn't feel like it... anyway, I went to bed, hoping things would resolve themselves tomorrow. And they did!
Early the next morning, I was awakened by a squeaking sound outside of my bedroom; a few moments later mom snuck in and gently closed the door behind her, whispering:"You awake?"
"Yeah." I replied.
She sat down on the edge of my bed, dressed in a flimsy nighty and white cotton panties and whispered:"We need to talk... as you might have noticed, I haven't been myself since... well, you know... yesterday."
"Do you regret what happened?" I asked.
"Not really, I was just a bit worried about the effect you're having on me... ever since I sat down next to you on that plane, things got... real interesting!" she smiled.
"You made me into a cheating slut!" she added.
Wow, that got my cock saluting.
"Mom, I..." I started to say.
"Sush." mom interrupted me as she put her hand on my dick and squeezed gently.
"Mommy is talking, be a good boy and let her finish." she said as she started massaging my cock through the sheets. "I thought that what I did on the plane was slutty, but then with the cab driver and then that gangbang with all those strange men... I can't remember when I have had such a wonderful time."
Looking me in the eye or at the wall or anywhere but at my cock she was rubbing through the sheets, she said:"Although I've had enough of strange cock and cum for the time being, I'd really like to devote some time being your slut, how does that sound?"
By now her hand was flying up and down my hard shaft, it was amazing to feel how much pleasure she could bring me through a sheet. I moaned and writhed under her ministrations.
"What about... dad?" I uttered.
She turned her head towards me, stared into my eyes and said:"Fuck him!"
As my cock started pounding, drawing all the blood in my body to it, I moaned and mom said:"That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it? I'll cut him off from now on, I won't let him touch me anymore... is that what you want?"
"Fuck yeah!" I grunted, too far gone to speak clearly.
"It didn't quite get that sweetie, what was that?" she asked as she reclined and gripped the base of my cock with her free hand, while the other one was still a blur over my shaft. The tip of my cock – almost cut off from blood circulation – quickly became red and swollen, making it even more sensitive to her jerking... my body trashed so hard that my back spasmed up from the bed several times.
"It's very rude not to answer your mother – even if she's a slut - you know that?" mom said as she jerked me to a short but spectacular finish; my cum spurted out against the sheet, flowing down my tube and balls, making me all sticky. When I was done trashing and panting, mom finally released my cock and whispered:"I am glad we had this conversation!"
While I was still catching my breath, she got up and left the room as quietly as she'd entered it, returning to the master bedroom.
Slowly mom's words began to sink in as I stayed in bed for about half an hour, getting myself all worked up again... anxious to put my new arrangement with mom to the test, I waited for her to get up to start breakfast and grabbed her in the hallway; I cupped both of her tits and whispered something in her ear. She looked at me funny, but then nodded, after which she turned back and re-entered their bedroom. When she closed the door, I knelt in front of the keyhole and peeked inside. Mom gently woke up dad and reached under the blankets to give him a nice, big morning boner. After some foreplay, she lowered her head and started bobbing it up and down his cock. While dad enjoyed his blowjob – his eyes closed - mom glanced at the keyhole several times, taking out her boobs and playing with them for my viewing pleasure. I started beating my hard prick mercilessly. After a few minutes dad started moaning and mom let him spurt in her mouth, but aside from that did nothing to increase his pleasure, keeping her hands and mouth perfectly still as soon as he started orgasming. Afterwards, she got up and hurried out of the room; I jumped aside just in time so she didn't trip over me. I followed her into the bathroom, still beating my dick. She squatted down next to the toilet and spat out all of dad's cum, then opened her mouth to accommodate my pulsating dick. She started sliding her mouth up and down my pole and sucked it like chocolate cream was going to come out. When I exploded in her mouth, she flushed – washing away dad's cum – while she swallowed mine; a symbolic gesture that made me orgasm considerably longer than normal.
After breakfast we went for an morning walk on the promenade and the beach, enjoying the early morning sun and the bustling activity of shop and bar owners getting ready for the noon rush. We picked up a newspaper on our way back to the apartment, where mom started preparations for a light lunch and dad got comfortable in the living room on the couch. After flipping absentmindedly through my book for a little bit, I got up and walked into the kitchen, horny as hell again. While I glanced into the living room, I undid the button of my pants and whipped out my huge cock, making it bounce up and down obscenely. Mom looked at me and whispered:"Again?"
I didn't reply, but arrogantly pointed towards it. Mom smiled, cleaned her hands off on a nearby towel and obediently knelt down in front of me, starting to wank me up and down. I pushed my cock into her mouth and holding her head in both hands, started to fuck her slow and gradually deeper, gagging her several times. After some time, I pulled out and started jerking off, playing with my balls; mom knew exactly what was expected of her and stayed on her knees. As I took my sweet time, she grew impatient, worried that dad would come in... and then, after another few minutes, her fear suddenly became reality when dad yawned and said:"I think I might go for a swim."
Mom moved to get up, but I pushed her back down and like clockwork I choose that particular moment to cum; I kept her head directly in my line of fire and hosed her entire face with my thick, gooey cum. As soon as I let go of her head, she jumped up and started looking for something to clean her face off with; I had only just stuffed my cock back in my pants when dad walked in. Mom, not yet had the time to reach for a towel or something, turned away from the door and pretended to be looking for something in the cupboard below. Luckily dad went into the bedroom to take off his boxers and put on his swimsuit, which provided mom with enough time to clean my cum off her face. When he came back into the kitchen, he gave mom a peck on the cheek and said:"I'll be back in an hour."
"Okay sweetie" mom said, clearly nervous about the whole thing.
Dad, completely oblivious, gave me a nudge against the shoulder and walked out.
Mom sighed in relief and laughed, as she threw the towel at me and said:"You bad boy!"
Things only got worse from there on out, playing around behind dad's back, neither of us thinking about the consequences... I just wanted to assert my dominance over dad by using mom anyway I wanted, and mom had become too much of a cheating slut to turn me down.
One day, late in the afternoon, dad went to the bedroom to take a siesta. I sat down on the couch next to mom and started whispering in her ear, laying out an entire battle plan I had been brewing on for several hours; when I was done, she looked at me, gave me a naughty smile and nodded. "Give me a few minutes to get him going." mom said and got up.
I just sat there, counting the seconds, impatiently waiting for enough time to pass; the harder my cock got, the slower time seemed to pass... finally, five minutes had passed, according to a nearby wall clock and so I jumped up eagerly and tiptoed to their bedroom, finding the door slightly ajar, as requested. As I glanced inside, I could see mom straddling dad's face; his feet and her face facing the door; she was carelessly stroking his cock, keeping it hard but making sure not to provide him with too much pleasure. After undressing in the hallway, I carefully snuck in and walked up to the bed, making sure to stay clear of dad's body. Mom immediately reached out and started stroking my already hard cock; for every stroke she gave dad, she gave me at least five. Pressing her cunt down a little more on dad's face, she moved her head up and we kissed, using our tongues. As dad was growing impatient, his face buried in her snatch, she signaled me to slide under the bed and come up on the other side. Then, she lifted her cunt from dad's face and said:"Come here hon, I've got an idea."
Dad scooted down, kissing her boobs on his way off the bed.
"Get on your back on the floor, your head under the bed... I am going to suck you off like that!"
I timed it perfectly and gently got up on the bed as dad slid under the bed so that his cock was sticking up not to far from the side of the bed; as mom grabbed dad's cock, she looked over her shoulder at me and pried her ass cheeks apart with her other hand. My cock throbbed when I saw her do that and I eagerly plunged my cock into her moist cunt. Grabbing the edge of the bed with both hands, she leaned over the bed and lowered her head to take dad's cock in her mouth, to keep him happy and quiet. As she bobbed her head up and down slowly, I shafted her long and deep, making her moan loudly. Dad off course assumed that it was her way of enticing him and so started moaning as well; I had to be careful not make slapping noises louder than the moaning they were producing between the two of them. I fucked her until I pumped my load deep inside of her several minutes later; when I pulled out, mom got up and sat down on dad's pole, facing the bed and signaling me to come closer. As she moved her hips up and down dad's cock very slowly, she bend forward and swallowed my half-hard cock, coated with my cum and her juices and started cleaning it thoroughly. Gently I started fucking her mouth, holding her head in place with both hands. Eventually, another minute or so later, dad announced that he was about to blow his load. Mom immediately lifted herself off of his cock and sat down on his stomach, saying:"Not inside of me, I forgot my pill…" smiling up at me, knowing she'd effectively ruined his orgasm. She pretended to hurry and brought her hands down to his crotch to replace her cunt, but her actions were an uncoordinated disaster: by bumping against his balls and grasping his ejaculating cock all the wrong ways, she managed to leave him more frustrated than before their lovemaking. His shrinking cock leaked a tiny amount of cum as he whimpered:"No, baby, no… please… oh no… noooo."
In a last desperate attempt to get himself off properly, dad pushed her hands away and started wanking off like a madman, but his cock was too small... while he was sadly beating his prick, trying to bring it back to life, mom bent down gently, pressing her smiling lips against mine. While dad continued struggling and wanking under her, we tongued for about ten seconds. Then, I snuck out of the room and mom tended to dad's bruised ego and masculinity; she promised to take extra care of him next time.
One day, dad was asleep on the couch, taking one of his siestas on the living room couch. Mom was reading a book in the adjacent couch and I was doing some crossword puzzle at the dining room table; after a little while of complete silence, I started to get hard and pretty soon I was jacking off under the table. I slid off the chair and started jacking off slow and silently, bringing myself to the brink of an orgasm. When I was about ready to cum, I carefully stood up and tiptoed towards mom. Aiming for her rack, I started wanking off silently but theatrically – using both hands and moving my pelvis obscenely back and forth in her direction. Mom briefly glanced up from her book only once and resumed reading as soon as she realized what I was doing. Aside from glancing at dad once in a while, she didn't make another move and ignored me. When, after some time, I started to tremble on my feet, she held her book with one hand and used the other to hold her cleavage open, giving me a nice, big target to shoot at. When I felt the cum rush up through my fat cock, I leaned forward and deposited several thick ribbons of gooey cum in her cleavage. When I was done, mom just let go of her cleavage and took her book back in both hands; I could see her blouse already sticking to her skin. Before putting my cock away, I swiped it across her right cheek, leaving behind an ever so thin line of cum. She ignored it and just continued reading as I returned to my seat.
On another day, mom was feeling extra randy and said she wanted to go sunbathe by the pool on the roof of the complex; seeing that dad isn't all that keen on just baking in the sun, he tagged along against his will. The pool was kind of run down and because other tourists as well as the locals preferred the nearby sea, we were the only people there. We sat down next to the pool in three adjacent lounge chairs and as dad started reading a book, keeping his t-shirt and boxers on, mom stripped down to her two piece bathing suit and asked me to rub some suntan-lotion on her back as he got on her stomach on the middle chair, separating mine from dads.
I put some lotion on my hands, rubbed them together and slowly started massaging the lotion into mom's warm skin; when I got down to her ass, I checked to see if dad was still reading – he was – and a slid a finger down her crack. Mom didn't make a sound, but opened up her legs just a little bit. While I kept making circular motions with my other hand, I slid two fingers all the way down her ass crack and tickled her pussy. After ten seconds or so, I started doing her legs and worked my back up to her ass, where I repeated my earlier transgression.
"Want me to do your front too mom?" I asked casually.
Mom raised her head and said:"Would you?" as she turned around onto her back. I started with her shoulders and while keeping on eye on dad, I slipped one hand under her top, massaging her right boob and tweaking her nipple until it was obscenely hard; then I did the same to the left one. I got up and walked around her chair, standing with my back towards dad which effectively obscured what I was doing – or going to do. I rubbed her stomach as I slid one hand into her bottoms, quickly finding her moist entrance and sliding three fingers inside of her, like it was the most normal thing to do. Mom just lay there, looking at me – while keeping an eye on dad – over her sunglasses, enjoying my fingering. After a little while, I wiped my hands off on one of the towels and walked around mom's chair towards mine. Mom stopped me however and said:"Hang on mister, you're not immune to the sun either, take off your shirt!" as she sat up, facing dad, as she signaled me to come and stand between them. With my back towards dad, I took off my shirt and stepped in front of her, obstructing her from view from him; while I threw my t-shirt onto her chair, mom quickly reached into my swim trunks and hung my half-hard cock out as she started putting lotion on her hands. While her hands started rubbing my chest and arms, her mouth opened up and swallowed me whole. She kept sucking me until I was hard as a bone, which didn't take very long!
After doing my legs – my cock still in her mouth – there was no excuse left for us to be in the position we were currently in, so mom laid back down and I – after stuffing my hard cock back in my trunks as inconspicuous as possible – walked back to my chair. Things calmed down a bit after that and in the next hour or so, aside from mom occasionally tapping my hard bouncy cock to keep me on edge, nothing happened.
I had signaled her to go back to the room for a quickie several times, but each time she said no, teasing me mercilessly. This all changed as soon as dad began snoring, his book on his chest and his hands resting on it, his head turned away from us, towards the sun. After checking that he was actually asleep, mom motioned me to take out my cock and jerk off. I did. Under her amused looks, I stroked my aching cock for minutes on end, both of us regularly glancing at dad to make sure he was still sleeping. Again, I tried repeatedly to get her to jerk or suck me off, but she wouldn't hear of it: she just wanted to see me cum. She did however continue to tease me by taking off her top, flaunting her tits, caressing them just to torment me. Next, she undid the little knot that was holding the bottom half of her bathing suit together and threw it on the concrete floor. Stark naked and right next to a snoring husband, she started playing with herself, ruthlessly teasing me till I eventually exploded and catapulted a large wad onto my stomach, arms, legs and some on my chair too.
I stuffed my dick back in my boxers and mom put her bathing suit back on, just in case dad were to wake up. He didn't however, as expected. And after about an hour of talking, reading and sunbathing later, I cupped mom's tits through her bathing attire, letting her know that I was in the mood for more incestuous play. She surprised me by reaching over and waking up dad with a gentle nudge.
"You're getting sunburn sweetie." she said. "Time to turn over..."
Dad yawned, stretched and said:"Thanks honey." and then turned onto his stomach.
Mom got up and said:"Here, I'll rub some lotion on your back."
Still not a clue as to what she was doing, I started thinking that she was tormenting me further. She walked over to his longue chair, took a towel and covered the back of his head as well as the sides of his face with it, whispering:"We don't want any lotion in your hair, now do we?"
Dad, anxious to get back to sleep, just grunted and didn't move, perfectly content where he was. Then mom untied her string again, dropping it to the floor and looking at me... it was beginning to dawn on me what she had in mind: my cock immediately responded and bounced up and down in my trunks. As mom positioned herself over dad, one leg on each side of the chair and leaning forward on his back, she squirted some lotion on his back and gently started rubbing him. At this point, I didn't even think about getting caught, I just took off my boxers and walked up to the back of dad's chair, where I grabbed mom's ass with both hands and pushed my monster cock into her wet cunt, as mom smiled back at me, biting her lower lip. This was so dangerous: all dad had to do, was move his feet to feel me standing there, or pull the towel away and glance behind him to see his wife standing over him, spread open and taking it like a whore.
Mom took her time rubbing his back, but after about three more minutes, she had to change position to avoid arousing suspicion. Signaling me with one of her hands, we backed up together and I slid out of her. Fearless, she just laid down on the warm concrete floor, right next to dad's chair and spread her legs as wide as she could, crooking her finger at me. My cock spontaneously bounced up and down when I realized she wanted me to fuck her right next to dad. I was too fucking horny to turn her down and so I got on my knees, plunged my cock into her willing cunt and shafted away, as fast and as silently as I could. Mom had a big grin on her face as she propped herself up on her elbows, looking me straight in the eye, as my thrusts rocked her entire body. Thankfully, dad was already half asleep and oblivious to the whole thing. Not that I needed a lot of time; because of the unusual circumstances, I was unable to hold my cum back for more than twenty seconds. I pulled out and shot my load across her belly. After that, I got up and dangled my half-hard cock – still wet from residual cum and her own fluids – in front of her face. Mom opened up and cleaned my cock like a good little slut! When we were done, we put our bathing suits back on and relaxed in our chairs again.
It was the day before we had to leave. Dad wanted to make one last long walk, but mom and I said we'd rather stay in and maybe hang out by the pool, as this was our last chance to relax before having to go back to our normal life. Dad took the camera and headed out. After clearing the breakfast table, mom walked into the living room as I was reading a book and asked:"So, our last day... what do you wanna do?"
"I wanna fuck you up the ass, as much as I can and as you'll let me."
Mom looked at me, shocked and surprised and said, after several seconds of silence:"Well, seeing that this is a special day... but you have to use lube!"
"Deal." I said as I ran into my bedroom and grabbed a tube of lube from my secret stash, walking back to the living room, where mom was already taking off her t-shirt, along with her bra. As I started undressing myself, mom wriggled out of her shorts, sliding them down along with her white cotton panties and got on all fours on the floor of the living room, her ass towards me. Just like that! God, I loved this woman!!!
I rubbed some lube on my hard dick and kneeled behind her, gently aiming the tip of my cock against her anus and started pushing carefully. She squirmed uncomfortably as my huge cock stretched her tight asshole, but she was never in any pain. My cock – even though I was pushing forward extremely slowly – throbbed the entire time; probably from the sheer experience of being put up mom's bottom. After a few minutes – my dick was more than eighty percent in – I started pulling it back and forth gently, very slowly venturing deeper and deeper with every push. Another two minutes or so later, I established a steady rhythm and I was, finally, for all intense and purposes fucking mom's ass. Unfortunately I didn't last very long and orgasmed so powerfully that I started screaming like a little girl. Mom looked over her shoulder, with a big smile on her face and asked:"You okay there, big boy?"
As I slipped out of her ass and collapsed on the floor, she turned around and asked:"Had fun?"
"Yesssss!" I sighed, still overwhelmed from the power of my orgasm.
"Good." mom said, getting up and getting dressed again, then walking out of the room, saying:"I'll be in the bedroom packing, just give me a holler if you're ready to go again..."
"Okay." I said. Did I mention I loved this woman!!!
About twenty minutes later, I hadn't even gotten up from the floor yet, my dick started to get erect again as I thought about what I had just done to mom... as my hand instinctively started making my erection bigger and harder, I yelled:"Mom!"
"Yes?"
"Round two!"
"On my way." she said.
Ten seconds later she walked back into the living room, already unbuttoning her shorts, taking the rest of her clothes off quickly and getting into the same position as before. Again, I applied a copious amount of lube on my dick and inserted it in her ass, with slightly less resistance than before. Once inside her ass, it all went a lot easier than the first time and mom experienced considerably less discomfort. Although it took me a little longer the second time around, I had no trouble firing off another load up her ass. I pulled out and collapsed onto the floor... again. As she got up and just put some panties on, she said:"Call me if you need me lover." and disappeared back into one of the rooms. After shooting two loads in such a short time, I was definitely out for a while and so after resting a little on the floor, I went back to reading my book, naked on the couch.
Nearly an hour and a half passed before I felt any kind of tingling in my crotch again. While reading, I casually started playing with my dick, getting it hard and ready to go again. After finishing my chapter, I grabbed the lube and walked into the hallway, looking for mom. She was in the master bedroom, separating the laundry from the clean clothes; when she noticed me standing in the doorway with my hard cock in my right hand and the tube of lube in my left, she smiled and took her panties off.
As she got on her hands and knees, I said – as I applied some lube:"No, get on your back; I wanna look into your eyes while I fuck your ass!"
Mom looked at me, smiling as she liked what I was proposing; she got on her back, her head on her pillow and her legs spread apart. I crawled onto the bed and got in between her legs, gently pushing my dick against her backdoor. "Ready?" I asked, purely for the dramatic effect, as there was no doubt in my mind that she wanted it. "Mmmm." she nodded as he put her hands underneath her pillow, as I raised her legs up, lifting her ass slightly off the bed so it aligned perfectly with the tip of my aching cock. I pushed forward and slid into her ass – for the third time in just a few hours - with great ease and absolutely no resistance. Mom's facial expressions helped me in deciding when I could shove it in deeper or go faster. She seemed to be getting quite used to this treatment as I was able to fuck her very hard and rough this time, really banging her ass instead of gently fucking it like the previous two times. Mom whined with her lips closed and looked at me as her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and a mild discomfort; her high-pitched, high school girl-like whining was really turning me on. "You like getting fucked in the ass?" I asked.
She nodded and in the same high-pitched tone as her whining she vocalized:"Uh huh." as her eyebrows started to go down; a sign of her growing discomfort and pleasure. It was enough to make me grunt and spasm, and with a last powerful shove, I unloaded my balls, for the third time, in her bowels.
After resting for a couple of minutes, I returned to the living room and fell asleep on the couch while mom continued doing god-knows-what. When I woke up several hours later, dad had returned and we all started packing, then went out to dinner and returned to our apartment, where we waited for our ride back to the airport. Since we had another hour or so before the cab was scheduled to pick us up, dad started watching some soccer on tv, while mom and I sat down on the balcony, talking. Off course, the subject of our little arrangement soon came up and I told mom how much I wanted to take her ass for another spin. She smiled and looked around for a second, then got up and walked over to the balustrade, putting both hands on it, looking around for a second time. After about thirty seconds, after familiarizing herself with the surroundings and possible angles of detection, she took her hands off the balustrade and reached under her skirt, hooking her thumbs in her panties and pulling them down. I quickly glanced at dad and realized that the drapes in front of the sliding doors to the balcony were obstructing dad's view of mom, but not of me. Most of the other balconies with a clear view on ours were either dark or illuminated, but empty. I casually got up and walked towards her, until I was safely out of dad's line of sight – safely being a liberal concept, considering he only had to get up and peek around the drapes to see us. Standing behind her, I grabbed her boobs and kneaded them roughly, whispering:"And exactly what do you propose we use for lube?"
Mom smiled and replied:"What do you think?" as she turned around and started unzipping my pants, her mouth making chewing movements as she was trying to produce as much saliva as possible. She took my cock out, gave it a few tugs, lowered her head slightly and spat a big glob of her spit on my pole. After applying the improvised lube on my cock with her hands, she turned around and lifted her skirt to expose her ass and leaned forward, her elbows on the top of the balustrade. I took my cock by its base and gently pushed the tip in between her ass cheeks; her spit was far less effective than the lube we had used earlier that day, but it got the job done... after wriggling and worming for about ten seconds, I buried my cock deep in mom's willing snatch. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her ass gently; by now the spit had almost been completely used up and we could both feel it; the friction was increasing steadily, as was her discomfort. I am pretty sure, that after another minute or so – as her discomfort continued to grow, I was beginning to hurt her; yet, except for some grimacing and small painful yelps, she didn't object. Although my cock was shrinking due to the lack of lubricant, I was really close to blowing my load. However, I realized that I wasn't going to make it. Fortunately, mom realized it too and turned her head, whispering:"You're hurting me, you're hurting me and I love it... I fucking love it, fuck my ass, hurt me... come on!" She was on the right track as my twitched and started to grow again; realizing this too, mom went for a slam dunk and said:"I wonder if Lizzy will let you fuck her up her ass... what do you think, is she as big of a slut as me?"
That did it! Although my cock was only half-hard and nearly completely out of her ass by now, I climaxed and quickly grabbed my half-flaccid cock and started jerking it wildly, wanting my cum to go all over the place as I moaned. When I was done, I looked around and saw cum drops all over mom's legs, skirt, panties, the wall, the floor, my shoes, mom's shoes. We cleaned ourselves up, leaving the cum on the floor and the wall to dry up by itself and sat back down at the table, where we waited for the cab to pick us up.
Off course we weren't so lucky with the seating arrangement on the flight home; we had three adjacent seats, practically in the middle of the plane. Luckily, mom had pretty much drained me for some time and besides, my mind was preoccupied with Lizzy, whom – I was ashamed to admit – I had largely forgotten about during the entire holiday. Due to the late departure time, it was time to go to sleep by the time the plane had finally taken off; with the whole plane completely darkened, except for some minor orientation lights, we all drifted off to sleep pretty quickly.
In the morning, as the cabin crew started serving breakfast, mom was visibly irritated, horny and bored. After breakfast – it was still several hours before we were to land – my cock was almost bursting through my jeans. My mind wandered off as I couldn't remember the last time I hadn't pumped out my morning load: whether it was by my own hands or in either mom or Lizzy, I had always taken care of my morning erection. Even before, when Lizzy spent the night at my place and she wasn't in the mood, I always emptied my sack in the morning, even if I had to dump it on the floor or in a corner somewhere. This train of thought was not helping me with my self-control; I had an even bigger boner than before, which caused me to squirm uncomfortable; mom quickly caught on and smiled at me, whispering:"I am here for you, whatever you need." I could see, that although she had quite some literature and crossword puzzles to keep her occupied, mom was bored out of her skull and the only thing that kept her from attacking me was our seating arrangement.
I thought for a few seconds, then got up and reached in the overhead compartment, grabbing a condom from my stuff and clutching it firmly in my hand – not wanting anyone to know what I was doing. I made my way to the nearest rest room; as it had been occupied for several minutes, I feared an unwelcome smell when I saw a middle aged guy leave the small compartment. However, upon entering and locking the door behind me, I didn't smell anything out of the ordinary. When I glanced at the ground, I realized why: there was a big, fat wad of freshly ejaculated cum clinging to one of the walls, just above the floor; as it was still sliding down the perfectly smooth surface, I knew it had to be freshly squeezed. Apparently I wasn't the only one on the plane with a morning erection that had to be taken care of. I took out my big cock and pulled the condom over the tip, making sure to leave my shaft free. As I started beating my prick mercilessly, I thought of all the things I had done to mom over the last few weeks and all the things I still had in store for the little slut. I convulsed against the locked door and shot my morning load into the condom; after milking out every drop I could, I pulled the condom off my dick and held it in my left hand as I used my right to readjust my clothing. Before leaving the bathroom I held up the used condom and admired my significant morning load; it wasn't the biggest I had ever shot, but it was more than average. As I returned to my seat, mom smiled at me knowingly and glanced at my deflated crotch several times; as dad was looking out of the window, admiring the view from our current altitude, I sat down and looked mom straight in the eye, whispering:"Open up."
Mom glanced at the used condom I was showing her and a wide grin appeared on her face, then she opened wide and let me put the used rubber into her mouth. She closed and started swirling it around deliberately lewd and obscene. I leaned in for a second and said:"You like that, don't you, you fucking slut... eating my cum straight out of the rubber?"
Pupils dilated, chest heaving, she was extremely horny as she nodded her head affirmatively. I leaned back in my chair and just watched her for several minutes as she continued to suck and chew on the condom. As her nipples pierced through her blouse, she leaned closer and whispered:"I want you... hard!"
I whispered:"First chance I get, bitch!" and pushed her face away.
She shuddered with arousal as she closed her eyes and continued swirling my condom around it her mouth for another couple of minutes, sucking all the flavor out of it.
About twenty minutes later – I had already given up on trying something on the plane – dad suddenly got up and shuffled past our seats, heading for the restroom. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for: even as he was passing by my seat, I shifted sideways to give him more room to pass and put my hand on mom's left tit, wobbling it up and down as he moved passed my seat. Mom inhaled sharply and clawed at her seat, hardly able to contain her horniness. When dad was three rows away from us, I let go of her tit and put my hand under her summer dress, stuffing it in her white panties and wriggling two fingers up her moist cunt. Surprised by the brazenness of my actions, mom's face contorted with a mixture of intense pleasure and unbelief as my condom fell from her mouth, onto her dress and onto the floor. By the time dad had reached the bathroom, I had my two fingers knuckle-deep up mom's cunt. She was holding onto her seat as if it were a life vest, desperately trying to keep a straight face, just in case dad was to turn around and glance at her. Luckily there was no line for the restroom and he entered the compartment without looking back. As soon as the door closed, I started finger fucking her as hard and as fast as I could; unable to keep a straight face, her facial expressions were very entertaining as she focused her remaining energy on not screaming or moaning out loud. I really went to town on her and pretty soon she started lifting her pelvis up from her seat, fucking her lower body back at my hand. Unfortunately for her – and an added bonus for me – dad just had to tinkle and opened the door barely a minute after closing it... even in the savage way I was abusing her cunt, this wasn't enough time to make her cum. As soon as I noticed the door opening, I redrew my fingers, wiped them clean on her dress and pretended to be looking around the cabin; mom, sexually frustrated to her very core now, groaned and cursed as she readjusted her clothing and used every ounce of willpower to keep herself from stuffing her hand down her panties. Needless to say she wasn't pleasant company for the remaining duration of the flight, about an hour and a half: it seemed she grew hornier and more irritable the longer we stayed in the air! As we were landing and dad was looking attentively out of the window, mom leaned in closer and whispered, grinding her teeth:"If your cock isn't sliding in and out of one of my holes in exactly fifteen minutes, you're not getting near any of them for the foreseeable future, do you understand?"
I could tell mom was genuinely angry so I didn't argue with her and just looked at my watch; it was going to be close... it took eight minutes just for the plane to come to a standstill and another two for us to get our carry-on from the overhead compartment and join to line queuing for the exit. I only had six minutes left to get my hard cock into mom; there was no doubt in my mind that she meant what she said and although I had Lizzy to fall back on, I really wanted to continue abusing mom.
As we were walking from our gate to the main hall, I saw the first set of restrooms coming up on the right; with just three minutes left on the clock, I turned to mom and whispered:"Go into the disabled toilet... I'll knock four times, don't open up for anyone else!"
I walked up to dad and started talking to him, keeping him distracted long enough for mom to enter the restroom; then I said:"Hang on, I've got to take a shit."
As dad stopped and looked around, he asked:"Where's mom?"
Already moving towards the restrooms, I said:"In front of us last time I saw her... go on, I'll catch up with you guys at the conveyer belt."
I could see dad was thoroughly confused and not entirely convinced, but there was no reason for him to question me, so he turned and went on towards the main hall. A few seconds later, I knocked on the door of the disabled toilet and looked at my watch as mom opened the door: just over a minute remaining...
After she locked the door and turned around to face me, I grabbed her dress and just tore it off her; it ripped right in the middle, next to the line of buttons, sending them flying all over the little room. Before she could protest, I grabbed her bra and tore it apart, causing her saggy tits to bounce around. As she looked down at her bra in shock, my hands moved down to her panties, which I also tore off.
"Will you stop ruining my clothes, I have no..."
I didn't listen and just pushed her down to her knees, pinning her head against the door with one hand, as I took out my erect cock with the other, jamming it between her moving lips and sliding it in and out of her mouth a few times until she went quiet and started sucking.
Having made the deadline and with dad out of the way, I was free to use her anyway I wanted to.
Which was exactly what I was going to do.
After having her suck on my dick for about a minute, I said:"Take off what's left of your dress!"
Mom obeyed and threw her torn dress against the wall.
"Take off your shoes." I said as I wrapped my right hand around my cock.
Mom undid the straps on her summer high heels and kicked them to the side.
"Now take off your jewelry... all of it." I commanded.
Without the slightest hesitation, mom took off her wrist watch, her earrings, her golden necklace and her wedding ring, gathering them all in her right hand and carefully placing them on her dress. I took out my hankie and handed it to her, saying:"Wipe off your makeup... I want you to be as naked and as pure as the day you were born." I watched her clean off her eyeliner, her lipstick, her foundation and whatever else she had decorated her face with. Her hand was quivering as she handed the hanky back to me.
I slapped it out of her hand and said:"Get on your back."
As I watched her lie down on the tiled floor, her body trembling with lust, I started taking off my clothes, getting myself as naked as she was and asked:"Tell me, has anyone ever had you like this before?"
Mom shook her head and whispered:"No one, not even your father..."
As I took off my boxers and kneeled between her legs, I whispered:"Completely naked, no jewelry, no make-up..."
I inserted my cock into her soaking wet twat and continued:"... nothing to hide behind, no personal stuff to define you..."
Sliding my cock deep all the way in, as deep as it would go, I continued:"... just your body, so exposed..."
Mom's coiled her back off the ground as she moaned deeply, finally getting what she wanted.
"... so vulnerable, so pure..." I said as I slammed into her hard.
"... so willing, so accommodating..." I whispered as I started pistoning in and out fast and rough.
Mom was twisting and turning, her hands touching the walls and the toilet, trying in vain to get a grip on something as I was fucking her into a powerful, long orgasm. She raised her legs and spread them as wide as she could, giving me full and unrestricted access to fuck her as hard and as deep as I wanted to. I fucked her and I fucked her, until her orgasms had exhausted her... until her body couldn't take another bit of pleasure... until she actually begged me to stop. I pulled out and got up, took a big step forward and squatted down above her face, wanking my throbbing cock.
"Tell me you want it." I groaned.
"Yeah, give it to me!" mom panted. "Blow your fucking load in my face!"
I felt my balls tingling and sped up my jerking, getting ready to spurt, edged on by mom's dirty talk.
"Dump it in my face, come one... cover me with your clotted cream!" mom wheezed.
That did it: I exploded all over her face, slamming my fist on the wall, as mom opened her mouth, closed her eyes and moved her face around enthusiastically in the cum rain.
When I was done, I got up and went to find dad to reassure him, telling him that I had run into mom and that she needed a change of clothes because she had had a little accident regarding air sickness – well, at least the first part was true. After taking some new clothes to mom, we all got in a cab and headed home.
Mom and dad spent the day unpacking and doing some grocery shopping, while I went over to Lizzy's. She had obviously missed me as I had no trouble at all making her pleasure me three times during the course of the day; first, she sucked my cock and swallowed my load; a few hours later, she let me fuck her doggy-style and finally, another few hours after that, she jerked me off and made me spray all over her bare legs. As I walked home, I realized that Lizzy was probably feeling guilty about the whole holiday thing and that this was just her way of trying to make it up to me; besides, even after getting my rocks off three times with Lizzy, my balls still yearned for mom. There was just no way in hell I could give her up!
By the time I got home, I was all fired up again and determined to show her that she was still my personal slut and cum dump, regardless of the fact that our vacation was now completely over. Although it was only just past 11pm when I got in, the lights were out; apparently mom and dad had already gone to bed.
When I went upstairs and walked past their room, I noticed the door was ajar and I peeked in. Dad was fast asleep, while mom was sitting upright, her back against the head board, reading a book; she had her reading glasses on, as it was one of those romance novels with fine print. As she noticed movement, she looked up and smiled, signaling me to come in as she put her book on the night stand. Without saying a word, she scooted down until her back was fully on the matrass and then hung her head over the edge of the bed. As I snuck in, I unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them on the floor, my cock already at attention in my underwear. After taking off my underwear too, I approached the bed and put one leg on each side of mom's head and started stroking my big, throbbing cock. Mom just remained in that position, not moving a muscle, her hands casually next to her body on the bed. I stroked for almost five minutes straight, before starting to convulse. I aimed my fat, purple head at her face and pumped out a massive and – if I do say so myself – disgustingly gooey, load all over her face. Her reading glasses took the first couple of ropes; then her nose and her left cheek got a few strands and finally I moved my spewing cock to her hairline where I deposited the last rope and a few more drops. After wiping my cock off on her earlobe, I admired her filthy face for a few seconds before picking up my clothes and walking out of the room, without saying a single word. I smiled as I walked to my room, reassured that mom still knew that she was my slut!
A few days later, mom and dad were going to a function at dad's office; apparently the results for his department were good and there was to be a wee bit of a celebration and some champagne with speeches etc. etc. Mom didn't care much for these sorts of things, but went along to keep dad happy and to make a good impression on his colleagues and bosses. Dad had been ready for the better part of an hour, while mom was still doing her hair, moisturizing, her makeup... When she finally came down, there was still plenty of time to get to the part on time, heck they would probably have been the first ones there! If I wasn't going to be able to put my hands on her all evening, I sure as hell was going to give her a proper send-off, so I came up with a bold and nasty plan. I paused the dvd I was watching and stole mom's cell phone from the table when neither of them was watching. I ran upstairs and got into position, wrapping my right hand around my dick, getting myself nicely hard and fat. As expected, it took them several more minutes to make a final inventory and realize that mom's cell phone was missing; after another three minutes looking all over the ground floor, mom finally made her way up the stairs and saw her cell phone lying on the floor right in front of her bedroom door.
"How did you get here?" she whispered, as she walked over and squatted down to pick it up.
Laying in wait behind her bedroom door, I flung it open and barged out, naked from the waist down, my large throbbing cock in my right hand; mom lost her balance and fell backwards on her ass, catching herself with the hand that wasn't holding her cell phone. I took advantage of her disorientation and her surprise to step over her and bring my cock to within inches of her face, ejaculating a massive load of cum on her beautiful face.
"What the..." mom whispered, as she closed her eyes and tried to turn her face away from the cum shower, but I kept repositioning and aiming my cock at the center of her face until the last few drops had left my tube.
I stepped back and smirked as I saw her looking up at me with one eye, as I had squirted the other one shut. Not angry, but not exactly thrilled either, she whispered:"Are you crazy? Your father is waiting for me downstairs!" as she made her way into the bathroom. I grinned and put my clothes back on, going to my room and climbing down the rain pipe to the garden, coming back in through the back door.
"Ah, there you are... have you seen mom's cell phone, she can't find it." dad asked.
"No." I said.
After pretending to look for it in a few obvious places, I started talking to dad about the party, keeping him distracted as I knew mom had to completely redo all of her makeup after washing my cum off her face. About three minutes later, mom called out:"Found it... just gotta go to the bathroom and we're out the door."
I kept dad talking for a few more minutes, then we heard the toilet flushing, probably a diversion from mom. Shortly afterwards, she came into the living room and said:"Ready when you are."
"Ok kiddo, have fun and don't wait up." dad said.
"Night son." mom said as she gave me a peck on the cheek.
"You'd better wait up!" she added whispering as she pushed her hand against my crotch. In the few moments between her breaking the kiss and turning towards dad, our eyes met and she smiled and winked at me. Mom and dad left and I got comfy in front of the tv, watching a few zombie movies and having phone sex with Lizzy for about half an hour. She asked me to come over and spend the night, but I declined, saying I had to catch up on some sleep and that we'd see each other the next day anyway.
It was past 12 when mom and dad came home; dad had had plenty to drink from the looks of things, but was still very much awake and alert. After telling me about a few interesting moments of the evening, dad turned to mom and asked:"You coming to bed honey?" as he moved towards the door, his body language making it clear that he wanted sex.
"I'll be right up." mom said, standing next to the couch, her arms crossed in front of her.
Dad paused as he didn't quite understand what the delay was, but nodded and walked into the hallway, walking up the stairs; as soon as he was out of sight, mom walked up to me, lowering the straps of her evening gown and pulling it down to uncover her black bra.
"Dad seems pretty fired up." I said, as I unzipped my pants and took out my semi-hard cock.
"Yes, I can't wait for those 30 seconds of unbridled passion." mom whispered, her voice dripping with sarcasm, as she bent down and raised her gown so that she could hook her thumbs in her black panties and pull them all the way down to her feet.
"I hope you're not expecting more from me." I said as I took off my pants and boxers and started stroking.
"No, but that's different... I am your slut, not your wife!" mom replied as she raised her evening dress again, holding it up to her tummy so she could straddle me without her gown being in the way.
don't have to pleasure me, you can use my body for whatever you want, whenever and wherever you want; as long and as often as you want." mom continued as she used her free hand to guide my big cock into her twat as she sat down on it, releasing her gown and putting both hands on the back of the couch behind me as she started bouncing up and down on my mammoth cock. Mom's submissive talk, along with the informality of what we were doing made me extremely horny; when on top of that, mom started riding me like a rodeo bull, I realized that I wasn't going to last long at all. I tried to hold back for a little bit, but when she whispered:"Come on honey, let's get this sperm out of you so your dad can have his sloppy seconds!" nothing on this Earth could have stopped me from violently convulsing and pumping my load into mom's hot little cunt. I stuffed my face in her cleavage, moaning and groaning. Mom kept riding me until I was completely limp, using one of her hands to keep my face buried between her tits in order to stifle my moaning. When I was done, she got up and took a step back, her gown immediately and automatically falling into place. She picked up her panties and put them back on, as she smiled down at me. After pulling her straps back into place, she headed for the door and whispered:"Night hon."
Saturday morning. Lizzy had spent the night and since we had gone to bed rather late – fucking missionary style before actually going to sleep – she was still fast asleep when I woke up with my usual morning boner. Since I knew that waking Lizzy up for sex was a bad idea, I snuck out into the hallway and very carefully opened the door to the master bedroom – I knew that dad was a firm sleeper and usually slept in in the weekends. I tiptoed to mom's side of the bed (the side closest to the door) and gently woke her up. As she opened her eyes and looked at me surprised, I took my dick out and waved it up and down, whispering:"Come with me..." as I backed up towards the door. Mom, even after being abruptly woken up, still remembered how to be a slut and carefully got out of bed, following me without objection or any reservation. After gently closing the door behind her, she yawned and looked at me – wearing nothing but a flimsy night gown – waiting for instructions. I took her hand and led her down the stairs into the kitchen, where she yawned again and rubbed her upper arms as it was pretty chilly this time of day. At that moment, a nasty idea popped into my mind and I walked over to the sliding doors, opening them about a meter. As I turned to mom, she looked at me kind of funny, but didn't even think of objecting; she just squeezed her upper arms a little tighter as she started shivering. I walked up to her and lowered her arms, then lowered the straps on her nighty letting the only piece of clothing she was wearing slide down her quivering body.
"Get on your hands and knees; tits and head outside, ass and cunt inside." I said, as I pointed towards the sliding door. Mom – goose bumps now covering her entire body – walked towards the sliding doors, kneeled and placed her hands on the patio, her knees on the kitchen floor, half of her body inside, half outside. My cock throbbed at such display of unwavering sluttiness and I kneeled behind her, pushing down my pajama bottoms and ramming my cock up her cunt and fucking her like that for about two minutes. Although the cold, morning breeze was really making mom uncomfortable, she didn't complain and just took it like the slut she was. Then I pulled out, spat on my cock and stuffed it up her ass, roughly. Mom groaned with discomfort. Because of the cold and her abrupt awakening, there was virtually no wetness between her legs, so it all went a little more difficult than usual, but I pushed through (pun intended) and fucked her ass until I, eventually, blew my morning load inside of her.
Mom took it like a champ and waited for me to get up, before getting up herself and closing the sliding door; desperate for some warmth. I put my arms around her and hugged her, rubbing her back up and down for a little bit as she purred against me.
"Brute." she whispered playfully.
"Cunt." I replied, a smile on my face.
"We'd better get back upstairs." mom whispered after twenty seconds.
"Probably." I said. "Although there's still one hole I haven't plugged yet!"
"We can't have that, now can we!" mom replied, taking my hand and leading me to the sofa. As I sat down, she got on her hands and knees on the couch perpendicular to my position, lowering her head to my crotch and taking my small, wet cock in her mouth, apparently forgetting where it had been just a minute before. Either the taste wasn't so bad, or she was too much of a slut to care, because she just kept going and nursed on my small cock for several minutes, until life was creeping back into it. After just eight minutes, mom was sliding her mouth up and down a huge, throbbing erection again. When she was satisfied with her accomplishment, she slid of the couch, got on her knees and whispered:"Now, you wanted to plug something I believe..."
The sluttiness of this woman never seized to amaze me: she had sucked me back to life, just to have me fuck her mouth for my own gratification... anyway, I got up, put one foot one the couch and used my two hands to push her head towards my fat cock. I jammed it between her lips and started fucking her mouth, gagging her a couple of times. She looked up at me – not showing even a hint of an emotion – knowing that her submissive indifference was one of my big turn-ons!
As I was fucking mom's pie hole, I suddenly heard Lizzy's voice from the top of stairs, calling out to me in a sort of a loud whisper, trying to locate me. Mom immediately jumped up and wanted to put her nighty back on, but I stopped her and pushed her down on the couch, lifting her legs as I positioned my throbbing cock against her cunt.
"What are you doing?" she whispered as she grabbed her legs and held them up for me, freeing up my hands.
"There are only a few places you could be, she's bound to come down any second now." mom added.
"I know." I said, as I pushed my erection into her. Mom gasped as her current lewd position allowed me to ram my cock all the way up her cunt and bump my cock head against her cervix. After fucking her for about five or six seconds, I heard footsteps on the stairs and whispered, as I redrew my cock:"That'll do... go!"
Mom jumped up and ran into the kitchen, put her nighty back on and then just looked at me, nervous about the whole thing. I quickly sat down on the couch, grabbing my cock and gently jerking it, softly massaging mom's juices into my skin. A few seconds later, Lizzy walked into the living room, wearing just her panties and one of my t-shirts.
"There you are." she said as she walked up to me. "Didn't you hear me calling?"
I looked up at her and say:"No, but then I might have been a little distracted..."
"I can see that." Lizzy smiled as she looked down at my huge cock.
After taking another few paces towards me, Lizzy asked:"But why are you doing that here?"
"I was really horny and I didn't want to wake you, so..." I replied.
"Ohh, you're so sweet." Lizzy said, as she sat down next to me.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked with a sexy smile.
"I would really love a blowjob!" I said, letting go of my cock.
She looked me in the eye, smiling – as she put aside her reservations – then looked down at my tool and whispered:"Ok, but just a quick one... I don't want your parents to see me like this!"
She got on her knees on the couch and leaned forward, brushing her hair behind her ear with one hand, while she used the other to grab my tool and put it into her mouth; I smiled widely, realizing my girlfriend was tasting my mom's cunt juices.
"Mmmm, you taste funny." she said, popping her head up for a second.
"That's probably from last night." I said, referring to our missionary style fuck.
"Oh right." she said, as she went back to work, sliding her little mouth up and down my pole, cleaning it very thoroughly; I glanced back at the kitchen and saw mom peeking around the corner, smiling at me. Now, Lizzy wasn't mom, but she sure as hell knew how to give head. After sucking me off for a few minutes, Lizzy popped her head up and said, as she wiped her mouth:"How about you put that somewhere else, huh?" as she got off the couch and pulled her panties down. I jumped up and pushed her down on the couch and grabbed her legs, maneuvering her into the same pose as I had fucked mom just before Lizzy came down. Far less experienced than mom and new to this particular position, Lizzy eyeballed me with some reservation and apprehension.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful." I said as I touched the side of her face gently.
Reassured, she smiled and nodded, giving me the go-ahead.
Gently I pushed the tip in and started fucking her slowly, going just a little deeper with every few thrusts; it wasn't long before Lizzy started moaning and whining, and her vocalizations only grew higher and more out of breath as I fucked her deeper and faster. The hornier she got, the harder she seemed to want it... and I was more than willing to give it to her. She came a first time, and then a second time... as her incessant whining and whimpering kept me hard and extremely horny. Eventually, I couldn't hold it back anymore and ejaculated in her cunt, as she was very close to crying.
"My god." she panted. "Where did that all come from?"
"From right here." I replied, as I got up and pointed towards my nuts.
Lizzy laughed and said:"I know that... but..."
"Sssh, I think mom and dad are awake!" I said, pretending to listen for noises from upstairs.
Lizzy jumped up and reached for her panties.
"Hurry, go back to my room, I'll clean up here and I'll be up in a minute." I said.
Lizzy put her panties back on, gave me a quick kiss on the lips and then ran into the hallway, as silently as she could making her way back up the stairs. Mom came out of hiding, a wide grin on her face, as she said:"My my, I never would have thought Lizzy was such a little slut, sucking and fucking my boy in my living room!"
I looked down at my cock, coated with Lizzy's cunt juices and a tiny rope of cum still dangling from my tip and said, looking back up again:"I can't go walking through the house like this."
After glancing down at my soiled cock, mom said:"I guess you'd like me to get on my knees and clean it?"
"Would you?" I asked rhetorically.
As she got on her knees, mom said:"Lizzy tasted me, I think it's only fair... right?"
Without waiting for a reply – which wasn't coming anyway – mom lowered her head and caught the dangling cum rope on her tongue, then slowly engulfed my whole cock, tasting Lizzy on me. As she looked me straight in the eye, she continued to lick and suck me clean for well over two minutes.
"There you go, all clean." she said as she sat up straight, admiring my cock glistening with her saliva.
I lightly tapped her head and whispered:"That's a good little slut!"was in seventh heaven: I had two women -- well, let's be honest: two sluts -- at my disposal now. Repeatedly I used mom simply to get my rocks off, fucking her just before or after a date with Lizzy, with whom, as a result, I could be extra romantic and attentive. Lizzy, out of appreciation, started acting a lot sluttier in the bedroom -- as well as a few other rooms... Yes, this arrangement was working out very well, at least for me. For mom, the novelty was wearing off and because of her low threshold for boredom, she was getting less and less interested... that's not to say she didn't put out anymore, quite the contrary: mom's holes were always available! As a matter of fact: casual, uninterested or risky sex seemed to be all that could hold her interest as time went by.
One evening dad and I were watching football, while mom was reading out back on the patio. As always during sports, she would take one of her novels and immerse herself in it until the game was over. Dad rarely got up himself, so I was usually in charge of snacks and beer and that night was no different. During one of the commercial breaks, I walked into the kitchen to take out another six pack out of the fridge. As I walked to the cupboard to grab some potato chips, I saw mom coming into the kitchen with her book. She didn't look at me or acknowledge my presence in any way, but simply walked up to me, stopped and turned her back towards me. She put her thumbs inside the waistband of her skirt and pushed it down, along with her panties in one quick motion as she got on her knees. Next, she leaned forward on her elbows and arms, positioning her book right in front of her on the ground so she could continue reading. My cock became hard almost immediately. I put the six pack down on the counter and whipped out my dong, getting on my knees behind her. As she was (pretending to be) reading, I slid my cock into her wet cunt and started shafting her slow and deep. A few seconds later mom turned a page! I nearly came right there. Was this slut actually reading? Or was she pretending to be, to make this particular fuck even more casual? No matter how deep or hard I fucked her, she didn't give any indication of pleasure; not a moan, grunt or even shallow breathing. I couldn't take it any longer: I just let go and shot my load deep inside of her. When I pulled back a few seconds later, mom immediately responded by picking up her book and pulling up her skirt and panties. By the time I had gotten up and zipped up my pants again, mom was already walking out of the kitchen, back into the patio, still reading her book.
A few nights later, I was getting ready to go to bed, talking to Lizzy on the phone about the upcoming weekend, when mom walked in and gently closed the door behind her. As I didn't have any privacy issues when it came to mom, I simply looked at her but didn't object or say anything to alert Lizzy to her presence. It turned out to be a good call: mom, dressed in a skirt and blouse, walked up to the bed and kneeled down in front of it. There she remained immobile for several seconds, simply looking up at me -- almost impatiently. While continuing to talk to Lizzy, I undid my pants and took out my half-hard cock, tugging it right in front of her face. Mom didn't even blink and just looked me straight in the eye, dead-serious. I bumped my big head against her lips repeatedly and when she didn't open up, I realized that she just wanted me to jerk off and cum on her face. That realization made my cock so fucking hard that for a moment it seemed as if every drop of blood was pouring into my cock. I wrapped my right hand around my shaft and started pumping away, and while holding the phone between my face and shoulder, I brought the left one down to my balls to play with them.
Suddenly mom raised her right hand and took hold of my phone, keeping it perfectly positioned for me to talk and listen to Lizzy... I'd be lying if I said that I lasted another minute: the whole setup was so nasty and casual; mom kneeling down in front my bed, waiting for me to jerk off onto her face, while holding my phone as I talked to my girlfriend! Being careful not to moan and grunt on the phone, I quickly looked down to confirm my aim, then looked into mom's eyes as a first blast hit her straight on the nose, a second one across her forehead and her left eye. Then quickly I re-aimed my cock and shot a third and fourth blast in her neck, all the time staring into her eyes. The rest of my load, a few dozen gooey drops ended up on her blouse. When I was empty, she got up and turned around, walking her slutty ass out of the bedroom.
One Saturday night, I came in from spending the evening at Lizzy's. She had some big family thing the next day, so I couldn't spend the night. Although I had fucked her twice that evening, I still went home hard and horny as she wouldn't put out a third time. I came in through the back door and noticed that the tv was still on. Upon entering the living room, I noticed dad sitting on one end of the couch, sleeping, with mom's feet on his lap, as she was stretched along the entire length of the couch, watching some sort of hospital soap. Mom glanced up at me and noticed that I was up to no good; she remained quiet and just looked at me and dad alternately. I fidgeted with my crotch until my hard cock had slipped into the pant leg of my shorts. I moved towards mom and squatted down, forcing my cock further down my pant leg until it came out. Mom knew what I wanted and gently grabbed my rock hard dong, gently milking it as she glanced over at her husband. Mom gave mean handjobs and this one was no different: she made me so fucking hard that the skin around my cock was actually stretching; a wonderful sensation. Suddenly I noticed she was moving her feet. When I glanced at them, I realized she was massaging dad's cock with her right foot...
I knew dad was a solid sleeper, but I felt like this was pushing it! Still, mom seemed pretty sure of herself, so I went with the flow. After looking at her hand -- working my stiff pole -- for about another minute, I couldn't help but glance at her feet again; I noticed dad's cock was starting to tent his trousers and there were some signs that he was starting to wake up. Not much later, my body convulsed and I started dumping my load onto the floor. Mom smiled and continued to milk me, meanwhile bringing her second foot into play, which off course made dad even harder. He was definitely starting to wake up now!
As soon as mom released her grip on my cock, I jumped up and ran into the hallway, where I rearranged my clothes and started climbing the stairs as silently as possible. By the time I reached the top, I noticed mom dashing into the hallway as well, obviously hiding from dad, who was probably fully awake by now and wondering where the hell that massive boner came from...
The following morning: I had just taken a shower and was walking to my bedroom when mom came out of her room and whispered to dad, kind of cranky:"Look, I am just not in the mood right now, okay?!"
As her left hand closed the door behind her, her right hand extended towards my flaccid cock -- I had already dumped a load in the shower. Her hand wrapped around my cock as she followed me into my bedroom and closed the door behind us. She took off her robe and gently pushed me towards the bed. As I sat down on the edge of the bed, she got on her knees and pried my legs open, getting in between them and started caressing my still flaccid cock with both hands. Slowly she bent her head down and started licking my balls, ever so sweet and gentle. I reclined all the way and put a pillow under my head, realizing we were going to be there a while. As she wrapped her right hand around my flaccid cock and gently started rolling and kneading the sensitive head between her fingers, she continued licking my balls and looked up at me, her eyes just above my balls and stomach. It took a minute for my cock to react and even then, it only stiffened a little bit, but mom didn't care. She continued kissing and licking my freshly washed balls as she moved her other hand to my dick as well and carefully clutched it between her two open hands, moving them up and down ever so gently -- pulling the skin of my shaft up and down -- delicately jerking me.
As I looked down at her, my body covered in goose bumps from her delicate lovemaking, she smiled widely as her tongue lapped away at my nutsack. About twenty seconds later, she brought her face up a little and pushed my semi-hard cock against her cheek, gently massaging my dick between her face and her open hand as she looked me in the eye with a smoldering look. Gradually she started moving my dick closer to her mouth, very slowly, almost inconspicuous. It was only when I felt her lips against my sensitive cock head and her hand softly wrapping around my tube, that I realized what she doing. Mom started nibbling and lovingly gnawing on the very tip, as her open hands started moving up and down my shaft again, exerting a little bit more pressure than before. The smile on her face grew even larger than before and it seemed that the longer she played with me and pleasured me, the more zealous and impassioned she became. Her level of commitment, along with the manual and oral stimulation, caused every blood cell in my body to converge on my dick, getting it nice big and fat for her. Pretty soon, it was fully erect and throbbing, and mom put her lips around the tip and started bobbing her head up and down, very fast and just around the tip. Meanwhile she wrapped her hands around my shaft, her left one around the root and her right one just below the tip and started jerking me off leisurely with both hands. She kept doing this for about a minute or so, then redrew her hands and mouth all the same time, letting my hard cock gently bounce against her face several times.
This seemed to inspire her, as she loosely grabbed the base of my cock and started slapping the hard tip of it against her face, harder and harder. She frequently stopped to wrap her hand tightly around my shaft and whack me off frantically, only to start slapping her face again each time about half a minute later. This contradictory technique was proving quite effective as I felt my balls getting ready to spew their contents up my tube. When mom recognized how far along I was, she started combining both actions; jerking my fat rod wildly, bumping the tip all over her face. Pretty soon, the inevitable happened and my cock spewed its first rope of cum across mom's nose, left eye and forehead. Feeling particularly nasty, mom just kept doing what she was doing: whacking me off and tapping my spewing dick around on her face. As a result, mom's entire face got covered in my cream; I spurted both her eyes shut, squirted a big wad under her nose -- blocking both nostrils -- and creamed all over her smiling lips and chin. After the last sperm cell had left my dick, mom put it into her mouth and lovingly sucked me off for almost two minutes.
"Let's go have breakfast." mom said as she opened the door and walked into the hallway. As I put on some boxers and a t-shirt, mom peeked in through the keyhole of the master bedroom, then beckoned me to come closer and have a look, a naughty smile on her face. I carefully put my left eye against the keyhole, seeing dad desperately jacking off his massive boner in the middle of the bed. I was surprised to see him sporting such a big cock, then realized it only made him sadder... such a big cock and still his wife whored herself to her own son (amongst others). When I looked up, mom had a hand between her legs and was playing with herself, writhing against the wall. "God, you're such a fucking slut." I whispered. The smile on her face just grew bigger.
I pushed her onto her knees and turned her towards the door as I went back to my room looking for something; when I returned about fifteen seconds later, mom was fingering her sloppy cunt as she was leaning on her other hand, her face directly in front of the keyhole, clearly enjoying the sad view through it. I reached in between her legs and stuffed a long, slim, metal dildo into her cunt without any warning.
"If you're going to act like a slut, I am going to fuck you like one!" I whispered in her ear.
Mom gasped and immediately put both hands against both sides of the doorframe for support, as I started fucking her savagely, deep and hard with the metal phallus. Although mom was a fast cummer and I was working her as hard as I could, dad had too much of a head start and splattered his cum all over the bed before mom had a chance to reach orgasm. Realizing he would soon leave the master bedroom now, she started waving her hands anxiously, telling me to stop; I pulled the dildo out of her, grabbed her arm and roughly dragged her into my bedroom, pushing her back on her knees in front of my bed. After closing my bedroom door, I pushed her upper body onto the bed and used my right foot to push her legs apart, giving me full access to her cunt. I squatted down behind her, crammed the dildo back up her twat and started fucking her with it, hard, deep and fast. Mom pushed her face into the mattress as she couldn't stop herself from screaming; her hands reached out and pulled all the blankets and covers over her head, insulating herself even more, hoping this would prevent dad from hearing her squeal like the depraved pig she was. Oblivious to what we were doing, dad stumbled out of the master bedroom and into the bathroom, where he took a long, hot shower. This gave me plenty of time to savagely fuck mom through two spectacular orgasms before heading down for breakfast.
The following weekend, Lizzy was over at our house and we were listening to some music. As I had just fucked her doggy-style, we were both still in our underwear. Suddenly her cell rang; it was one of her classmates who had some earth-shattering gossip to share. As usual, the conversation dragged on beyond the point where I could fake being patient, so I simply walked out of the room, in my boxers -- Lizzy hardly noticed. Hearing the lawn mower out back, I knew mom was alone in the house, so I went looking for her, hoping to get a quick blowjob out of her. By the time I found her sitting at the dining room table, doing a crossword puzzle, I had something a little more nasty in mind. I snuck up behind her and whispered in her ear:"Milk me bitch." and took off my boxers.
I grabbed two chairs from the dining room set and laid down on top of them, my chest on one and my knees on the other, face down; as the middle part of my body sank in between the chairs, more and more blood flowed into my cock, making it massively hard. Mom kneeled down and immediately started tugging my enormous dick, milking me, making me even harder -- if that was even possible.
"Big enough for ya?" I whispered, moaning.
"Fuck yeah, now that's a cock!" she whispered as she started tugging it with both hands, one above the other. As mom's enthusiasm made me even harder, stretching the skin around my cock to the point where it started to hurt, she whispered:"Look at it, it's practically a third leg!"
"Suck it." I grunted.
Mom turned, scooted forward and reclined, getting on her back on the floor, her head between the two chairs, looking straight up at my tool; she started raising and lowering herself on her elbows, sliding her mouth up and down my cock in the process. Her warm, wet, willing mouth around my cock caused my balls to contract.
Just as I was about to cum, I grunted:"Gag on it, you fucking slut!'
Mom immediately pushed herself up higher, taking my cock far enough in her mouth to make herself gag; the resulting sound made me explode without delay, filling her throat with thick, gooey spunk and nearly choking her. She started to cough and turned her head, causing my cock to go unattended for a split second. Prepared for such an event, I firmly gripped my right hand around my tube and continued milking it, splattering mom all over the side of her face and down her neckline, as she was still coughing. When I was done dumping cum on her, I slapped my half-hard cock against her forehead a couple of times, humiliating her just a little more. About twenty seconds later -- mom was still coughing, trying to get the last bits of cum out her throat -- I got up, put my boxers back on and walked back up the stairs, leaving her lying there.
On a week night, dad came home early from work and knocked on my bedroom door.
"Come in, but no lights." I shouted.
Dad poked his head in and saw me sitting behind my computer in a completely darkened room, playing a fast paced shoot 'm up action game; the light from the computer screen was the only light in the room.
"Do you know where mom is?" he asked.
"Shopping... she said she'd be back before dinner."
"Right, thanks." dad replied as he closed the door and headed back down the stairs. Little did he know that mom was exactly where she had been for the last hour and a half: under my desk, wearing nothing but a bra, sucking my shlong and licking my balls. With gentle taps on her head, I told her when to start and stop sucking. By postponing my climax over and over again, I was building up a massive load in my balls, ready to be flung at her at my discretion. Mom and I didn't speak, she just sat there, uncomfortably squeezed into a tiny compartment, with nothing to do but to suck and lick my cock and balls upon my command. Even with dad home and walking around the house, I kept her under the desk for another half hour; and even then it was not out of consideration for her: I just needed to get off!
As I got up and turned on the light, I told her to get on her back in the middle of the room; as she did so willingly, I kneeled down beside her started jacking off. A few seconds later a first burst of cock juice splattered against her face and chin. By constantly repositioning my spurting cock down her body, I subsequently shot cum on her shoulder, in her cleavage, on her bra, on her belly, on her bush, on her right inner thigh, on her left knee, on her lower left leg and finally on her left foot, between her toes. Mom looked down, amused at my total disrespect for her body and patiently waited for me to finish, before getting up and using her panties to scoop up most of it. After gathering the rest of her clothes, she leaned in and gave me a kiss on the lips before leaving my room.
Even though I was treating mom with less and less respect during our fuck sessions -- degrading her practically every chance I got -- she kept taking my abuse with unwavering reliability. And yet, I could tell she wasn't entirely satisfied with the situation: the novelty had worn off and a sense of routine was taking over. For me, our incestuous sex affair was still as invigorating as that first time on the plane: every time I stuck my dick in one of mom's willing holes or blew a load on her, I was king of the world!
And then there was Lizzy, who had really blossomed recently in the sex department and was well on her way to becoming as much of a slut as mom. The obvious solution to mom's looming boredom, Lizzy's further development into a full grown slut and my perverted mind was to bring the three of us together, as lovers. I didn't anticipate any difficulties or reservations on mom's side, but Lizzy was a whole other matter: I was going to have to be careful not to scare her away... if anything was going to happen with the three of us, I was going to have to rely on gentle manipulation and guidance every step of the way. I played with the idea for several weeks until I came across the perfect opportunity to set things in motion.
Mom, dad and I were invited to one of my cousin's weddings, Lizzy was invited too as my +1; it was going to be a big garden party with a gazebo, balloons, an orchestra, the whole works... impressive, expensive, but also guaranteed to be extremely dull. As an added bonus, dad usually got quite drunk at these kinds of things, so I wouldn't have to worry too much about him running interference. I ran the global strategy by mom and told her to expect changes as I was surely going to have to improvise a little bit.