During dinner, our conversation was as if we were lovers, not mother and son. When we finished, Mom drove us to a nearby park. We strolled through the forested pathways with our arms intertwined. The loop led us back to our starting point, where a lady, reading her book, sat on a bench near our car. She was there when we pulled up, and I surmised she was Mom's age.
Mom stopped us when we were close to the stranger. "Hi. It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Mom greeted the attractive woman.
Looking up from her book, she smiled and replied, "Yes, it is. A perfect day for catching up on some reading." Seeing our arms locked together, she added, "And strolling through the park with a loved one."
"My son and I come here whenever possible," Mom answered. The lady blushed, thinking we were lovers and not family. I guess Mom didn't want to continue the charade around this woman. Maybe she recognized her.
"It's nice you can come here together. My son is at college. I find that coming here to read helps me with the loneliness," the lady professed.
"Understandable," Mom quipped. "Spending time with my son is precious to me. Enjoy your day."
Leading me to the car, she told me to remain outside. After she lowered the rear windows, she told me to get in the back seat. I figured she wanted to relax in the fresh air and enjoy the smell of the blossoming trees. Crawling in and sitting with her back on the door, she asked, "Look over my shoulder. Can you see her?"
The only person in sight was the lady we had just encountered. The distance between us was less than a hundred feet. The bench was parallel to our parked car, providing a direct line of sight. Her head leaned down, focused on her book. "The woman we met is the only one I see. Do you know her?" I asked.
"Never seen her before, but I recognized her look of longing. When I mentioned that we were mother and son, her eyes sparkled with excitement. Witnessing our close interactions, I'm certain she suspects we're in an incestuous relationship. She deserves to see first-hand how correct she is. Strip off your clothes and keep your eyes on her. Let me know when she notices us."
Obeying my mother, I was nude within minutes. Mom's talented fingers massaged and stroked my cock until I was hard. The woman concentrated on her book while Mom shoved me to the far edge of the seat. Slipping off her shoes, she flopped down and flipped up her skirt, exposing her hairy pussy. Her outer lips glistened with her juices.
"Grab my ankles, put them on your shoulders, and fuck your mother," Mom ordered.
Half-standing, I inched forward and rested her calves on my shoulders, causing her feet to touch the roof. Clutching her ass, I aligned with her slippery slot before nudging my rock-hard cock into her velvety folds. Finding no resistance from her slick walls, I bottomed out before pulling back and slamming back in. Mom struggled to fill her lungs while my ram piston-pumped her oily well.
The illicit exhibition of mother and son had made her abnormally horny. "You're soaked, Mom. Does fucking your big-pricked son in front of a stranger turn you on?"
"Anytime I think about your cock sinking into my pussy gets me excited," she croaked. "Keep fucking your mother, honey."
She held onto my waist and pulled me into her with each stroke. Our panting increased, our sexual excitement escalating. The slapping sounds of our groins weren't loud enough to garner the attention of the woman sitting on the bench.
When Mom arrived at the same conclusion, she yelled, "Harder!"
Mom's scream worked, catching the woman's attention. The lady set her book on her lap and shifted her attention to us. Her gaze locked onto the erotic display of Mom's upright legs framing my bare chest. Her smile broadened while witnessing a mother and son fucking. Did she harbor incestuous thoughts about her own progeny? Her wide smile was her answer.
"Mom, she's staring at us. She's interested in us now, not her book."
"Excellent. I want that horny woman to observe the pleasure on your face when you fill your mother with cum."
Mom's hips bucked. My pace increased while performing for our audience. Mom's loud grunts from my forceful strokes held our observer's scrutiny while Mom's frantic antics spurred me to relentlessly pound her pussy.
The angle was perfect as my cock scraped along her erogenous zones. Her head banged into the door each time I thrust against her. Her pussy greased my ram, enabling me to fuck her even faster.
"My pussy is filled with my son's giant prick. Do you like fucking your horny mother?" Mom screamed. The woman's hand stroked her pussy underneath the bobbing book.
"I love fucking you, Mom. You're the hottest woman in town," I screamed. The woman's book nearly fell off while frantically pleasuring herself.
"Shoot your load into Mommy's pussy and give me a baby! I'm cumming on my son's big prick!"
While I stared at our spectator, she threw the book on the ground and rapidly sawed her slot with the side of her hand.
The perverse act of fucking my mother in front of a stranger intensified the pleasure of our immoral coupling. My filled balls lewdly slapped against her ass, resulting in her loud screams of passion.
Mom's tight pussy and her cries of bliss triggered my orgasm. "Fuck! I'm cumming, Mom. I'm going to flood your pussy with sperm. I love you so much, Mom," I yelled loudly.
Our genitals exploded together while we openly exhibited our incestuous relationship. My eyes remained locked on the woman, allowing her to witness the look of bliss on my face when I released my semen into my mother. Her son might be in for a surprise on his next visit home.
Once my balls were empty, I pulled out. Several blobs of cum dripped onto Mom's mound of fur. She lowered her legs and pushed on my chest to sit up. "Remain upright," she ordered.
Flinging the door open, Mom exited and stood to the side, displaying my nude body. She slowly smoothed her skirt back in place, giving the bench lady plenty of time to admire the aftermath of our joining. The woman stared at my coated cock, knowing that moments earlier, it was buried in my mother's pussy. Her hand was motionless. Had she cum at the same time we did?
Mom turned and faced the lady. Their eyes met, knowingly smiling at each other. As mothers, they understood the strong connection they held with their sons. Closing the door, Mom entered and sat in the driver's seat to drive home. I would have never guessed that exhibitionism was one of my mother's fantasies. What other secrets would she reveal?
*****
We abstained from any more sex that day, desiring a lengthier session at night. The following night we went out for a nice dinner. When we returned home, we showered and met in the living room. It wasn't long before Mom slowly stroked my prick while we watched the news.
"You've done so much for me," Mom commented. "It's your turn."
There were so many different scenarios that it was hard to pick one, but an opportunity presented itself with Mom's sister being absent. "Aunt Amber's bed hasn't seen action for a while. Let's break it in."
"Oh, kinky," Mom chirped. "You want to fuck your mother in your aunt's bed. Her scent will be on the sheets and pillows, so I want your nose buried in them so you can smell her while you pound my pussy."
"Deal, Mom."
She rose immediately and headed for my aunt's room. She chirped, "We'll make it an all-nighter, and I won't clean her sheets. She can get a whiff of our sex the next time she spends the night."
Mom was insatiable that night while we soiled her sister's bed with our juices. Once again, we enjoyed and shared the same fantasy.
*****
After breakfast, Mom encouraged me to divulge more of my dreams. Images of her showering flashed before my mind, and I recalled the promise I had made to myself one morning.
When she caught me staring at her beautiful face, she asked, "What's wrong? It looks like something's bothering you."
"Nothing much, except that you're a dirty girl."
Her eyes twinkled and immediately picked up on my suggestion. "I am," Mom responded. "I've been a very naughty daughter."
That morphed into something unexpected, but I followed her lead. "Get yourself in the shower, young lady. Daddy will be in a bit to give you a thorough scrubbing."
She jumped out of her chair and discarded her clothes on the way to our room. Our shower fuck was far better than anticipated. Mom's multiple orgasms while pretending I was her father led me to believe that our joining wasn't her first incestuous affair with a male family member.
We decided to take a walk in the park after our sexual bout. She didn't bother looking for the bench lady, or anyone else. With our arms interlocked, we strolled the grounds and shared our innermost feelings. Several hours later, we headed to a restaurant.
When we arrived home after lunch, I asked Mom if she'd mind vacuuming the living room rug. She instantly knew my desires with our thoughts synchronized. Minutes later, Mom was slumped over the back of the couch with my cock buried to the hilt in her horny pussy. Within minutes, Mom screamed while I filled her fertile womb with another batch of sperm. Another fantasy checked off the list. I made a mental note that I'd need a repeat performance.
Later that night, we watched a couple of romantic comedies at a nearby theater. It was pleasant holding hands and periodically kissing during the erotic scenes.
After dining out, we returned home and finished the evening on the couch. Before ten, Mom led me to our bed. Our foreplay quickly elevated our arousal and led to us coupling as lovers. Suddenly, Mom pleaded, "Please fuck me as you did in the car. Put my feet on your shoulders and pound me."
It was one of my favorite positions, and I didn't hesitate to abide by my mother's wishes. Plowing into my mother's sodden slot felt better than ever; her breasts jiggling while I pumped her, energized me further.
"This is especially good because it's easier for you to hit my g-spot," Mom remarked. "Change the elevation and direction until you feel my rough patch. You'll know when you hit it."
Holding onto her ass cheeks, I did as instructed and shifted around until she moaned. The ridge of my swollen head scraped across her erogenous zone. Her groans of pleasure increased in volume as I serviced her sensitive pussy.
"That's enough, Austin," Mom croaked. "I want to last longer. Be gentle until we're both ready."
After ten minutes of fucking my sexy mother, her phone rang. Picking it up, she looked at me and asked, "It's my sister, and I want to talk to her. Do you mind?"
Her mysterious tone made me suspicious. Was this another one of her fantasies? I wasn't about to disappoint her. "Sure, Mom. Do you want me to stop?"
"No," she ordered. Mom positioned her phone so that only her face was visible before clicking the connect button. They always used video chat. After a short greeting, they made small talk while I continued to jab my mother's pussy.
Mom's face flushed, and Amber asked, "Are you okay, Avery? You look like you might have a fever."
"I'm fine," Mom replied. "I just finished exercising. I'm a little winded."
Mom's mischievous smile signaled her lustful desires. Her exhibitionist fetish had expanded to fucking in front of her sibling. While the sisters chatted, I changed position and sawed my prick across the top of her channel. Her hips humped in response, and her panting rapidly increased.
When I stroked faster, her spot became bumpier. I continued to concentrate on that area which quickly accelerated her sexual excitement. Her writhing pussy strangled my plunging ram. My orgasm approached while she thrashed and humped through our intense fucking. Her face scrunched up as if she were in pain, and I knew it was from concealing her impending climax from my aunt.
"Avery, what's wrong? Is your heart okay? I'm worried about you," Amber asked, genuinely concerned for her sister's health.
Blood flowed into my prick, creating even more friction when my engorged crown roughly scraped across the upper wall of her pussy.
Mom screeched, "Call me in five!" before clicking the disconnect button.
Semen shot out my stem and filled her pussy. Her walls contracted in an attempt to hold my spitting prick deeply embedded.
"Jesus, it's a big one!" Mom screamed. "Fuck your mother, Austin. Fill me with your sperm."
My balls needed no encouragement. They continued to eject blobs of baby batter. My jerking prick gushed with an abundance of potent semen and flooded her fertile womb. Her convulsions dwindled when my cock finished dumping my load. Feeling our fluids leak out of her slot, I shoved in one final time and remained buried to trap any more escaping sperm.
Her breathing returned to normal while she recovered. When her phone rang, her face was less flushed. Would my aunt detect the post-coital bliss displayed on my mom's face?
"What happened, Sis?" Aunt Amber asked.
"You should know my facial expressions by now," Mom replied. "I had to pee and was trying to hold it back. I'm fine now."
"That's funny. It's the same look as when you cum," my aunt commented, not realizing how accurate she was.
"I don't have a lot of different expressions. They're probably the same. Now that I can think straight, I wanted to ask you over for dinner Tuesday night. We can play some cards and watch TV afterward."
"Wonderful," Amber gleefully accepted. "I'll help you prepare the meal. We'll have so much fun. I can't believe I haven't seen you two for only a couple of days, and I already miss you. By the way, how's Austin doing?"
"He's fine," Mom replied. "He went to bed already since tomorrow is an early-start day. I have to get some sleep, too. See you on Tuesday, Sis."
After hanging up, Mom held out her arms and invited me to meld with her. We hugged and caressed each other's sweaty bodies. "Thank you for satisfying my lustful needs," she murmured. "It didn't freak you out that I wanted to fuck my son while my sister was on the phone, did it?"
"Are you kidding? The threat of exposing our relationship added to the excitement. Nothing you do will scare me off from loving you."
"We'll see," Mom giggled.
*****
The next day, work crawled at a snail's pace while my mind focused on my mother. A little after one, my boss Jim approached me with a big grin. "Hey, slick," he jeered. "Upstairs called. Your mother has requested to see you."
Jim and I had a good relationship, and we loved joking around, so I didn't take offense to his ribbing. "Why? Am I getting my walking papers?" I asked.
He chuckled, "I doubt it because she doesn't work in human resources. She's interviewing today for several positions open in her department. Nepotism isn't unheard of in this company. Maybe you'll get lucky and get a promotion."
Knowing Mom's openings were opposite to my job skills, I knew it had nothing to do with work. Something must be wrong for her to summon me as she's never done it in the past. "Guess I better get going. Don't want to piss off one of the bosses."
"That's a good mama's boy," Jim laughed as he slapped me on the back.
Did he know Amber, as she's the only one to call me that? I wondered what he'd say if he knew how much of a mama's boy I was. Grinning wide, I left for Mom's office.
Nancy, Mom's personal secretary, greeted me with a smile, as always. Since Mom and I often carpooled, there were days I'd come up and wait for her, allowing Nancy and I to converse with each other. Her cheerful attitude was uplifting, always brightening my day. It didn't hurt that she was an attractive thirty-year-old with a rocking bod.
"It's good to see your boss relayed my message. I figured he'd ignore me," Nancy grinned.
"Jim would do anything you ask. He has a huge crush on you," I replied. Call me a mama's boy, will he? I chuckled to myself and wondered how it would end.
Nancy blushed and changed the subject. "She's expecting you. Let me ring her."
After Mom replied that she was ready, I grinned and said, "If Mom isn't treating you right, let me know, and I'll rough her up a bit."
Nancy giggled while I opened the door and entered Mom's office.
"Are you flirting with Nancy again?" Mom asked.
Closing the door, I replied, "Just trying to lighten her day, Mom. Working for such a demanding boss can't be an easy task. She appears to love it here, though. You must be good to her."
"She was nearly terminated," Mom lamented. "I convinced my boss to let me work with her. She had some personal problems, and after I helped her resolve them, she's become one of the best employees here. She's very loyal. I trust her completely."
Three chairs were situated on top of area rugs, facing her large desk. Plush carpet covered the rest of the room's floor. The large windows on the rear wall allowed natural light to enter and provided a great view of the distant hills. Mom pointed to the middle chair for me to sit. After seated, I asked, "What's up, Mom? My boss thought it might be for an interview, but you don't have any positions that match my skills."
"Can you imagine the gossip in the coffee room if you worked for me?" she chuckled. "You're here to help me with someone I'm promoting in my department. As with Nancy, she's had some personal problems, and I thought you might be able to assist me. You'll get the idea soon enough."
After ten minutes of idle talking, the buzzer alerted us.
"Your two o'clock appointment is here," Nancy announced.
"Send her in," Mom replied.
The woman's surprised look when she noticed me caught Mom's attention. "Good to see you, Mrs. Jackson. Let me introduce my son, Austin. He had a late break and decided to visit his mother."
I rose to meet Mom's applicant. Her alluring smile accented her jet-black, shoulder-length hair. "Glad to meet you, Austin," she greeted me. "I heard that you're employed here, and when I first entered and saw you, I thought I might be competing with you for the position. I almost turned and left."
"No worries, Mrs. Jackson," I comforted her. "My mother and I have agreed to never work in the same department."
She turned to Mom and said, "Please call me Anna. Mrs. Jackson sounds too formal."
"Only if you call me Avery," Mom quipped. "Have a seat, Anna, and we'll begin."
After we sat, Anna turned to Mom and queried, "Not that I'm complaining, but shouldn't interviews be a little more private? It appears to be a little inappropriate to include your son."
Mom grinned, "You're right. It would be if I intended to interview you. I've read your resume and have talked to the people you work for and alongside you. If you want the position, it's yours. I'd love for you to join our team."
Anna's rigid stature loosened, as she crossed her legs and relaxed. Her skirt rose, displaying her shapely legs. She was thin, not as slender as Amber, and shorter than Mom. I couldn't decipher her age because her Asian attributes presented a youthful appearance. She was attractive and fit the mold of the rest of Mom's sexually-attractive female employees.
"I would love to work for you," Anna smiled. "Everyone I've talked to says you're the best boss in the company. Thanks for accepting me."
"You're welcome," Mom responded. "Your position will require you to deal with employees and their problems. I'd like you to mimic my approach. Get to know each of the people you work with and assist them in fulfilling their goals. Your workforce will work together much better if they're not distracted with personal strife.""That was one of the reasons I applied for the position," Anna responded. "I heard how you transformed Nancy, among others. Your reputation is well-known, and I've always admired your managerial style."
"Thanks," Mom said, smiling. "To illustrate how I would confide in an employee, I'd like to use our allotted time for a little role-playing. One of the more common issues I've seen is a parent dealing with a difficult child. Your son is near Austin's age, isn't he?"
"Yes, he is. Aaron is twenty, and it's funny you should mention problematic children. He's very bright but refuses to attend college. He says he has to stay home and look after me since his father left us years ago. I hate to see him wasting away in dead-end jobs."
"This will be a perfect time to demonstrate how to interact with one of your employees," Mom explained. "I'll act as if I'm you while you're the troubled employee. Tell me about your son. Are his friends negatively influencing him?"
"No," Anna replied. "He's good about helping around the house and doesn't go out much. I never have to worry about him getting into trouble."
"How does he act when he's around you? It may be a little uncomfortable to answer, but does he often stare at you when you wear revealing clothes? You're an attractive and sexy woman. It wouldn't be that unusual since he is a young man with raging hormones."
Anna's face flushed with embarrassment. Mom had exposed one of the woman's innermost secrets. "Maybe," Anna meekly stuttered. "I've caught him staring at my legs, and I'll quickly hide them when I notice."
"That may be the wrong way to deal with him," Mom stated. "Shutting him off will only make him more distant. Here's how I'd handle it."
Mom rose, moved to our side of her desk, and sat beside me, opposite Anna. She crossed her legs, displaying a luscious thigh. When my eyes gazed onto her legs, my groin tingled with excitement. Was this another one of Mom's fantasies? If so, I looked forward to whatever might transpire.
"Look at how Austin is leering at my legs," Mom stated.
Anna glanced at me and smiled at my improper gawking. "That's the same expression I've seen on Aaron. It's understandable because your legs are very shapely."
"Austin, explain to Anna why you would risk alienating your mother by staring at her."
I cleared my throat and replied, "She's not only my mother but also a sexy woman. It's more of a compliment than an inappropriate act. I love admiring her body."
Changing my stare to Anna's display of flesh, I added, "Yours are beautiful, too. You should show them off to your son. A little flirting is a good way to mend a strained relationship."
Anna squirmed in her seat, exposing more thigh, and admitted, "It does feel good knowing a man appreciates them."
"It goes both ways," Mom interjected. "A mother checking out her son's legs will boost his self-confidence. Austin, show us."
When I stretched my legs, Mom sighed, "Your bare legs. Take off your jeans so we can demonstrate our nightly routine when wearing robes."
"Eek," Anna cried, holding her hand over her mouth. "He doesn't need to do that. You're going to embarrass the poor man."
Before Mom could answer, I removed my socks and shoes before shucking off my pants. Once I sat down, both ladies ogled my hairy legs.
"See, he doesn't mind," Mom commented. "Men are like women and enjoy the same affectionate admiration."
Fortunately, my long shirt tails covered my bulging underwear. Mom continued, "Wouldn't you love to run your fingers through his leg hair? When you and your son watch TV at night, inadvertently slap your hand on his leg until he's comfortable with your touch."
Mom demonstrated by moving her hand to my leg and back several times. After the third time, her hand remained and caressed my muscle. "Try it, Anna," Mom persuaded.
Uncrossing her legs, Anna slid her heels off and scooted her chair closer. She timidly touched my leg several times before resting it on my flesh. Her fingers spread and moved through my hair while working my muscles. Her breaths shortened, while she enthusiastically explored my leg.
Mom guided my hand to her leg. I immediately stroked and caressed Mom's pliant flesh. "Once you break the ice, your son will reciprocate your actions," Mom stated. "Do you want Austin to show you what Aaron would do?"
"Yes!" she exclaimed.
Her face blushed from her outburst. Her breathing stopped when my hand wrapped around her leg. Her skin was on fire and smooth as glass. After I stroked her thigh a few times, she resumed breathing. Her eyes glazed with lust while Mom's seduction progressed.
"What do you think, Anna?" Mom asked. "Would this work with Aaron during the evenings?"
"We usually sit together at night when we're relaxing," Anna replied. "We both have long robes, so I'd have to find an excuse to dispose of them and buy shorter ones. It could work."
"You could guarantee success if you'd wear your nightie at night," Mom instructed. "His shyness would quickly vanish."
"Really?" Anna asked. She drew in a deep breath of air, and I wondered if she was thinking about displaying her sexy nightwear in front of her son. "That seems over the top for a mother, especially around your grown son."
Mom responded, "It's not any more revealing than a swimsuit. He'll calm down after the first few times you wear it."
Pushing my hand off her leg, Mom rose and said, "We've covered that topic long enough. Anna, show me how you hug son good-night."
Anna and I stood and faced each other. She lightly held me and quickly bumped her shoulder against me before backing off.
Mom shook her head and said, "He's your son, not a stranger. Let me show you how to hug your child lovingly."
Mom wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. Her breasts squashed against my chest while she pulled my groin into hers. Looking over my shoulder, she instructed, "The more body contact, the closer you become to your son. It's not improper to give him a little kiss, too."
Mom pecked me on the lips, then again but for longer. Her hands stroked my back while mine gripped her ass and squeezed. The third time our lips met, we opened our mouths, allowing our tongues to dance and battle.
Anna gasped, witnessing our improper action. "You're kissing like lovers, more than a mother and son should. I couldn't possibly cross that line,"
Mom backed off and explained, "Sometimes, we may get carried away. It doesn't hurt anyone, and we find it enjoyable. Austin, demonstrate to Anna how she should hug her son."
Anna's body was tense while we held each other. Once her small tits pressed against me, I ground my hard-on into her sunken stomach. Her arms tightened while her hot breath burned my neck. She was warming up, savoring our closeness.
Moving my hands upward, I ran my fingers through her silky hair. Trapping her locks between my fingers, I gently pulled outward, letting her soft hair slide through my digits. Massaging her scalp brought out a moan; her hands stroked my back.
"Your hair is beautiful. I love the feel of it," I said.
"It used to be longer," she remarked. "When I had it cut to this length, Aaron remarked how well he liked it. It's been that way ever since."
"Because you love your son and want to please him," I whispered. "My mom is the same. Asking Aaron to brush and play with your hair would make his day."
Tap-kissing her neck, I traveled to her face, lightly pecking her cheek, forehead, then her other cheek. Her eyes closed; her mouth opened. She fantasized about kissing her son. I wasn't going to disappoint her, or Mom. Her tongue immediately sought mine when our lips connected. Her hands held my head as mine did hers while we passionately kissed.
Mom moved behind me and reached around to unbutton my shirt. Once removed, Anna's delicate hands explored my bare chest. Mom removed her own blouse and positioned herself behind Anna. Carefully snaking her hands to Anna's front, she undid two buttons before Anna pulled back and resisted, "Avery, what are you doing? You're going a bit too far."
"Relax, Anna," Mom consoled her new friend. "I want to illustrate what it'd feel like when you wear your nightie and hug Aaron. When you feel his chest against your bra, imagine it's your son holding you."
"Mmm," Anna hesitated, while her mind thought about her son. "It might help me decide whether to wear one or not." She pulled my head to hers, resuming our French-kissing. Her resistance was feeble at best, her body on fire.
Mom swiftly removed Anna's garment and tossed it on her desk. I pulled Anna's body close to mine, feeling her pointy tips trying to poke through her silky fabric. She moved her hands to my back and hugged me tightly. Our joined torsos heated our bodies.
Mom's hands were busy again, unsnapping Anna's bra and slipping her straps off her shoulders. After she pulled it off, Anna hugged me tighter. "It's embarrassing," Anna protested. "My breasts are small, and I've never been comfortable exposing them. I'm sure Aaron would prefer a well-endowed woman."
"He loves you, not someone else," Mom argued. "Austin, take her son's place. You're now Aaron; Anna is your mother. Interact with her the way he would."
While our lips remained locked together, I stared into her pleading, lustful eyes. My hands snaked between our bodies and cupped her handful-sized tits. Squeezing, releasing, and squeezing again caused her to groan with pleasure.
"Your tits are wonderful, Mom," I croaked, assuming the role of her son. "They're a perfect size, and I love them, as I do you." My fingertips trapped her engorged tips and teased them. Her tongue fucked my mouth faster while I twisted and pulled her teats.
Releasing her, I pulled back far enough to admire her perky breasts. "Beautiful, Mom. Your tits are the best I've ever seen. Your nipples drive me crazy."
Lowering down, I latched onto an engorged tip while my fingers teased the other. Anna grunted while I sucked on her firm bosom. Her hand held my head in place while I milked from her.
"Sons love sucking on their mother's tits," Mom croaked. "That's why size doesn't matter. The bonding from feeding him as a baby never goes away. Doesn't it feel good having your son's mouth on your breast?"
"It brings back so many memories," Anna croaked.
"Encourage your son, Anna," Mom prodded.
"That's my boy," Anna cooed. "Suck your mother's tit, Aaron. It feels so good to have you return to me. Mommy will make you feel better."
Switching to her other nipple, I continued to worship her tits. Mom finished removing Anna's bra and moved behind me, sliding my shorts off. Anna was unaware, as I had to pull away from her to feed on her breasts. Anna's skirt was next while Mom continued to strip us.
Anna's chest heaved into my mouth while she gasped for air. Releasing her nipple, I kissed my way back up to her mouth. When I pulled her body into mine, my upright, steel-hard prick jammed into her soft stomach. Her eyes widened while we passionately kissed.
My hands delved under her panties and cupped her firm ass cheeks. Her kiss intensified while I squeezed her soft buns. Feeling her underwear slide over my hand, I knew Mom was removing the final article of clothing. Any inhibitions Anna harbored vanished when I felt her raise her feet so Mom could finish removing her undies.
"How tall is Aaron?" I asked.
"My height," Anna replied.
"I'm going to lift you onto Mom's desk so you can better imagine it's him holding you," I said. Mom hurriedly cleared the top of her desk. My prick poked into Anna's soft flesh while I admired Mom's bouncing tits and long bare legs. Knowing she wasn't wearing panties under her short skirt made my prick jerk in appreciation.
When Mom stepped to the side, I moved Anna to the edge. After hoisting her onto the desk, Mom wrapped Anna's legs around my back. Once face-to-face, we resumed our hugging and kissing.
Anna's ankles locked together and pulled me tighter; our nipples crushed against each other. The physical contact of our chests meshing together drove her nuts. Anna's aggressive kissing was proof she had denied herself far too long.
"Your nipples on mine are driving me nuts, Mom. I love holding and kissing my hot mother."
"Me too, Aaron. You treat your mother so well. I haven't felt so complete for a long time."
While our mouths were locked together, Mom gripped Anna's ankles and spread her legs while pushing my back. After I lowered Anna to the desk, I viewed her pussy for the first time. Her full bush was as black as her hair. My fingers ran through her silky pubes, pulling her mound to open her up.
"Maybe I should shave for my son," Anna lamented. "It's been so long I've been with a man that I haven't bothered grooming myself."
"I love your pussy, Mom. It's beautiful, and I don't want you to change a thing," I exuded. "So delicious looking." While holding her slot open, I pressed my mouth to her sex. She groaned when I licked her labia and jabbed my tongue into her slit. Moving my hands to her ass, I held her tightly to my mouth and munched on her tasty treat.
"Jesus, he sucks pussy good," Anna gasped.
"That's what Aaron would do, too," Mom said. "Sons like it when their girlfriends shave but love their mothers' hairy pussies. Don't change a thing, if you want to please your son."
Anna ran her fingers through my hair and held my head in place while I tongue-fucked her tight pussy. Refraining from using my fingers, I wanted to bring her off using only my mouth. Her hips writhed while I jabbed my tongue in and out of her hole.
Mom moved Anna's legs over my shoulders to rest on my back. Anna's creamy thighs slapped against the side of my head, ensuring my mouth remained trapped on her cute cunny.
When my tongue scraped a sensitive spot, her ass clenched, and she'd groan loudly. I concentrated on that area until her moans remained constant, her buns rigid.
"I can't believe I'm going to cum in my son's mouth," she screamed. "Suck your mother's pussy, Aaron. I'm there!"
Clamping onto her exposed pearl set her off. I drank her sweet nectar while she grunted and groaned through her orgasm. When I felt her body relax, I lowered her legs and pulled her off the desk.
She embraced me and purred, "Thank you so much. Your tongue and mouth are amazing."
"My pleasure, Anna. Your pussy is as beautiful as the rest of you. Aaron will love eating his mother's pussy." Our hands caressed each other while she recovered.
Mom interrupted us and chirped, "My turn."
Mom sat on the edge of her desk with outstretched arms, inviting her son to join her. We kissed while my hands played with her meaty mounds. Her heavy panting gave away her excitement, and I guessed her pussy was already lubricated from witnessing my assault on Anna's pussy. She pulled us back on top of her desk. Whispering in my ear, she ordered, "Don't cum in me."
Her legs spread while she pleaded, "Anna, please stick my son's cock back in his birthplace."
After I felt Mom's skirt shoved up between us, I felt a warm hand grab my cock. Mom's sucking sheath enveloped my tip while Anna steered me into my mother. Quickly filling her slippery slot with my prick, Mom yelled, "My baby is back where he belongs. My pussy is stuffed full of my son's cock. Fuck me hard, baby."
As I had guessed, she was thoroughly lubricated, flooded with her cum. My prick easily sawed in and out of my horny mother. Anna moved closer to witness the illicit, incestuous coupling. Her hand stroked my back while I hammered Mom's hungry pussy. Abiding by my mother's wishes, I did everything possible to bring her off without releasing.
When Mom neared her orgasm, my fingertips found her nipples to finish her. When I pinched and pulled her puffy tips, her pussy clamped tight.
"I'm cumming on his fat prick!" Mom yelled.
Her clasping walls were so strong that they almost convinced my prick to erupt. Fortunately, her convulsions subsided, allowing me to slowly withdraw from Mom's juicy pussy.
"You fucked your mother," Anna gasped. "I've never seen anything so erotic. Do you think Aaron would want to do the same?"
Kissing her, I replied, "You're a beautiful and desirable woman. He masturbates to you every single night. He'll do anything for you once you make love with him."
Mom rose and shoved me to the side onto the soft carpet. Once flat on my back, my shiny prick stood upright.
"Anna, it's your turn," Mom commanded. "Pretend he's your son and slide your pussy onto his cock."
"He's much bigger than Aaron. I think it might harm me. Wouldn't you like to ride him, instead?" Anna asked.
"That's why he's on the floor," Mom argued. "Set your own pace. Once you slip his fat cockhead into your pussy, slowly lower yourself. If you decide you don't want to continue, I'll understand. Give it a try, first."
Anna didn't protest anymore, her lustful expression belying her concerns. Straddling my body, she sat on my thighs and wrapped one hand around my prick while the other cupped my balls. "What a beautiful cock. Avery, what's it feel like when it's stuffed in you and his big balls slap against you?"
"It's sinfully delicious," Mom replied. "Knowing he has a full tank of sperm ready to fill his mother turns me on more than anything. You observed that he was bigger than Aaron. Does this mean you've seen your son nude?"
"Yes," she shyly admitted. "A couple of times when we passed in the hall after his shower, his towel would accidentally drop."
"That wasn't an accident, was it?" Mom asked. "Did you bump him on purpose? You wanted to see his manhood, didn't you?"
"Maybe," she answered. "Aaron's cock jerked and bounced while I looked at it. He quickly ran off. Thinking I embarrassed him, I didn't continue."
"If he's like me," I interjected. "He probably went into his room and whacked off. There's nothing like seeing the lust in your mother's eyes when she stares at your cock."
Anna's hand slid upward and squeezed my helmeted knob. "It's so spongy and large. I have to rub it against my horny pussy." Moving forward, she hovered over my cock. Firmly holding it upright, she swished it around her outer lips. When my shiny tip became thickly coated with her juices, she lowered herself until my crown popped through her resistant lips.
"Ugh," she groaned. "It's big, but it feels so good. I've never felt so full. I'm sure I can take a little more."
She held onto my ribs, sinking another two inches. Raising back up, she descended to the previous depth - repeating several times. Her pussy loosened as more pre-cum coated my spear. Her fingers dug into my flesh while she gained more ground with each stroke. After short fucking for another five minutes, she grew tired of the slow progress and dropped onto my groin.
When our bodies smacked together, she screamed, "Jesus, I have his entire prick buried in me. It's unbelievable."
Resuming to fuck herself on my pole, her pace quickened. Her resistant walls relinquished and accepted my girth, stretching out to accommodate my intruding ram. Her walls quivered with mini-orgasms while she gyrated and twisted her pelvis to hit her sensitive areas. Her instincts overcame the years of abstaining from sex. The look of bliss on her face reflected how much she enjoyed fucking.
Mom knelt behind her friend and gripped her sides, helping her pump my prick. Looking over Anna's shoulder, Mom asked, "Aaron, don't you think you should compliment your mother about how much you enjoy her bouncing on your cock?"
Mom knew that shifting Anna's attention to her son would energize her. Her ploy was successful. Anna's small breasts jiggled while she bounced on my groin. Her black hair swished back and forth, covering her beautiful face. With each stroke, she rose until my prick almost escaped her snug slot before slamming back down, meshing her black pubic hair into my groin.Her body looked too tiny to swallow my prick while she slid effortlessly up and down my pole. Obeying my mother, I encouraged Anna. "Mom, you are so beautiful, and I love your tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I feel good when I hear your groans of pleasure because of my prick. Fuck me, Mom!"
"I love you too, Aaron. We're going to fuck whenever you want from now on," she replied. Her body was exhausted, expending her energy humping up and down. The sounds of her loud panting and the smacking of our groins filled the room. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, as her body heat escalated.
My prick jerked when I gazed at her black pubic hair mesh with mine when our bodies connected. I humped up on her downstroke, causing her to grunt each time, approaching her climax.
Mom recognized my impending orgasm; she shook her head. Why was she making me wait? Didn't she want me to cum in her friend? I ceased movement to hold off my release and knew I'd have to bring Anna to her climax, or I wouldn't be able to wait.
"I want to suck your tits while your pussy cums on your son's cock. Feed me, Mom!"
Anna leaned over and fed me her perky mounds. While I sucked on one, I pinched and pulled her other nipple. It had the same effect as on my real Mom.
"I'm cumming on his cock!" Anna screeched. "My whole body is shaking with excitement."
Her pussy squeezed and flooded my prick. Somehow, I was able to stave off my orgasm. Mom stared at my balls and smiled when she didn't see them pulse and discharge my load.
Anna rested her head on my shoulders while she rapidly panted. Mom pulled Anna's legs out, lowering the spent mother's body to mine. My stiff prick remained embedded in her tight sheath. Her chest throbbed against mine while her heart raced from our workout.
"I can't believe I had another orgasm after the one you gave me with your mouth," Anna confessed. "The pleasure was overwhelming."
"Get used to it because once a son fucks his mother, he wants to do it all the time," Mom professed. "You'll never have to fantasize again. Roll her over and show her, Austin."
Heeding Mom's directive, I assumed the missionary position and slowly pumped my piston in and out of Anna's flooded slot.
"Oh my, you're still hard," Anna gasped. Her eyes widened when she realized our love session hadn't finished. Her legs widened to provide easier access; her lustful expression returned.
While my prick prodded her snug pussy, my hands fondled her tits. Her body responded, increasing her breathing rate. Arching her back, she presented her fleshy mounds. I lowered my mouth and fed on her.
"Fuck your mother and suck my tits. It's everything I've always wanted," Anna slipped back into our role-playing.
Her body writhed under me, her reticence dissipating. She was more like Mom than she knew. They both loved to fuck and went to great lengths to please their partner. Her facial expressions and wildly-thrashing body reflected her intense enjoyment of sexual intercourse. I matched her enthusiastic movements and banged her with wild abandon while our bodies raced for the inevitable, explosive conclusion.
Bending my back and flexing my hips, I slammed into her so hard that she slid on the carpet. Her legs wrapped around me, and her heels dug into my ass to prevent my prick from escaping her needy pussy. With both of us humping in unison, my cock slammed against the back of her pussy, flattening my spongy head.
She shrieked. Fearing I hurt her, I didn't thrust in as far on the next stroke. The one after that, she pulled me in with her feet and humped her hips up to bring me in as deep as before. She yelped again in a scream of passion. She desired and needed a brutally-hard fuck.
Her ass flattened my sac and squashed my nuts with each descent, sending waves of pain and pleasure through my body, the same sensation my prick was doing to her.
"Jesus," she screamed. "He's banging me harder than I thought possible. His balls slamming against me makes me shake with pleasure."
The continuous stimulation from fucking my Mom and Anna was too much to bear. Regrettably, it would have to be a shorter fuck-session than I desired. Releasing her tit, I moved up to her waiting mouth.
We passionately kissed while I hammered the horny mother. "I love you, Mom," I croaked, hoping she would escalate quicker if she could imagine her son in my place. "Your pussy was made for my cock. I want to fuck you all the time. You've made me the happiest son in the world."
Her hips humped in response. I wiggled my pelvis to ensure my prick sawed across her g-spot. She was a great fuck, and I was a little jealous of Aaron. Although, fucking my Mom was even better. No one could make love better than Mom.
She gasped for air, quickly escalating toward her climax. Her lower body stiffened and humped off the floor, striving to gobble up as much cock as possible.
Mom was silent up to this point, allowing us to remain in our role-playing. "It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it?" Mom asked Anna. "Fucking your son is the ultimate gift a mother can give to him. Nothing can compare to the gratification you'll receive when you feel his sperm return to your womb."
Mom's taunting had its desired effect. Anna's body jerked and bumped against me. Her vibrating pussy signaled her body to fire off her love hormones. Her eyes filled with wild fury; her body tensed. "The big one is here!" Anna screeched. "Fuck your mother hard! Fill me with your seed. Breed your mother, Aaron. I love you so much!"
Locking my mouth on hers, I stared into her eyes while my prick swelled and caused her orgasm to commence. My prick lurched, splattering hot cum inside her clasping cavern. Her pussy convulsed each time I deposited more baby-batter into her fertile womb. My balls, previously filled to the brim, drained while I repeatedly lunged to the bottom of Anna's tight sheath. Her pussy squeezed out every drop of my precious seed.
While we enjoyed post-coital bliss, her expression had transformed into sexual satisfaction. Kissing her tenderly while we recovered, my cock softened and slithered out of her soaked slot.
"Thank you so much," Anna purred. "That was unbelievable. I can't wait to get home and show Aaron how much I've learned."
"Your lovemaking is incredibly sensuous," I said while stroking her bare back. "You're a beautiful and sexy mother. Your son is lucky to have you as a mother. You two will soon be enjoying the pleasures of incestuous sex. Aaron will be fucking you whenever he can, as I do with my beautiful mother."
"That was an excellent display of love," Mom said, interrupting our post-fuck bliss. "Most of your employees won't require this exact kind of treatment, but I think you understand my technique. Take the rest of the day off and call me later. If you're successful with Aaron, I'll give you the rest of the week off, so you can fully bond with your son."
Anna stood, and when fully dressed, she said, "Thank you for everything, Avery. I knew it would be fantastic working for you. If you don't mind, I think a few more training sessions in the future will be necessary to ensure I'm performing to your level of expectation." She grinned and looked in my direction.
Mom understood and replied, "Of course, I'll need to review your progress for the next few months. Austin will be available to assist whenever needed."
Anna kissed both of us and departed. When Mom and I were fully dressed, we lovingly hugged, reaffirming our commitment to each other. "I'm not sure what fantasy of yours we fulfilled this time, but I'm not complaining," I attested. "Sex in the office, fucking one of your co-workers, breeding another woman. Which one was it?" I asked.
She smiled, "I thought you'd understand from our time in the park. It thrills me when I couple a mother with her son. I researched Anna's background more than I let on. Aaron has desired a physical relationship with his mother for a while. I wanted to assist both of them in fulfilling their incestuous desires. The bonus was watching you fuck her. Call me kinky, but it turns me on when I see you fucking a woman with your giant prick."
"Glad to help out, Mom. I better get back before Jim becomes suspicious." Kissing her goodbye, I exited. Nancy greeted me with a sexy smirk.
"You were serious about roughing up your mother," Nancy giggled. "It sounds like Anna required some discipline also, by the sounds of her screams."
My face blushed when I realized she had overheard our loud sounds of passion. A pang of nervousness hit me, wondering if she would report Mom for inappropriate behavior. Trying to lighten the moment, I warned her. "You better be careful, or you might be next."
Her smile widened, replying, "Your mother has already promised me a giant Christmas bonus this year, so you don't need to worry about that." Her eyes drifted to my crotch. How much had Mom confided in her?
I returned her smile, confident she would remain loyal to my mother.
Work flew by, and I was soon home dining with Mom. Her phone chirped, and I heard enough of her conversation to know that she was talking to Anna. After congratulating her friend, she said she'd see her on Monday. I knew that Aaron was enjoying his mother's sexy, vibrant body. When their call terminated, she led me to our bedroom. Mom furiously fucked me all night, still turned on from our office adventure.
*****
Throughout the next day, my heart jumped every time Jim approached me in hopes of another request for an interview. By early afternoon, it was apparent nothing was going to happen, as Mom had said she was leaving work early to stop at the store.
Taking off before my usual end-time, I hoped to have some fun with Mom before Aunt Amber arrived. That didn't occur since my aunt and mom were already preparing dinner. Each gave me a welcome hug before shooing me to the living room. Dinner and the card game progressed as usual.
We adjourned to our rooms for our showers and met in the living room. Aunt Amber was already on the end of the couch waiting for me. She immediately leaned into me and placed her hand on my hairy leg.
Mom arrived, and my gaze immediately traveled to the wide gap in her robe. The erotic display of the insides of her full breasts and the edges of her nipples accentuated her braless state. Mom's exhibition wasn't lost on Amber, as she gawked at Mom's delectable assets. When Mom sat down and caressed my leg, I placed my hand on her thigh instead of wrapping my arm around her as I had with Amber.
Mom's fingers traveled higher while squeezing and caressing my muscles. Amber followed Mom's actions, and her eyes glared at my fingers pressing into Mom's smooth flesh. When Mom giggled and leaned forward, her robe opened up and completely exposed a puffy nipple. Amber sighed and dug her fingers into my thigh, trying to recapture my attention away from my mother.
After my aunt squirmed in her seat for ten minutes, she rose and walked to the kitchen for a glass of tea. When she returned, she plopped down and guided my free hand to her leg before moving hers to my thigh.
My fingers wasted no time, caressing my aunt's smaller thigh while her hand massaged mine. Expecting boney limbs due to her slim figure, I was pleasantly surprised to discover her meaty flesh was soft and firm. When my fingers squeezed her muscle, it tensed as if expressing her approval of my advances.
As the evening came to a close, relief swept through me. The sexual attention the sisters were giving me drove me crazy with lust. If either of their hands explored higher, they would discover my bare, stiff prick hidden beneath my robe.
When the show ended, Mom stood and walked over to the hall. Holding her arms out for a hug, I jumped up to join her. Nearing her ear, I whispered, "Mom, I'm going to miss you tonight. Do you want me to sneak out and visit you?"
She quietly instructed, "No, but I know how to aid you in sleeping." Her hand snaked between our bodies and untied my robe belt. "When my sister wraps her hand around your prick, pinch and pull her nipples. It's her Achilles heel."
Her farewell, open-mouth kiss was loud enough for Amber to turn and gawk at the inappropriate mother-son interaction.
My aunt sprung up when Mom left and skipped to me. Her robe was gaped wide enough that I could briefly see her pink nipples when her robe flapped open and shut. My aunt openly flirted with me, encouraged by Mom's wanton display. While we hugged, my untied robe opened, allowing my stiff prick to press into my aunt's pelvis.
"Your mother is the happiest I've seen for a long time," Amber murmured. "I appreciate all you've done for my sister. Her flirtatious actions must be hard on you."
"That's putting it lightly," I replied, pulling her tighter against my stiff prick.
Her hand quickly found my cock and wrapped her fingers around my girth. "Look who came out to see Auntie," she giggled. While she slowly stroked my aching staff, she kissed me. Her lips sealed with mine while her mouth opened; our tongues danced together.
Her hand continued to pump while she continued her oral assault. Her lustful eyes signaled her desire to continue our moment of passion. Heeding Mom's instructions, my hand cupped my aunt's bare breast. While caressing her perky tit, I flicked her nipple with my thumb.
She groaned, and her pumping accelerated. When her pink tip filled with blood, I trapped it between my forefinger and thumb. Her eyes widened when I squeezed, twisted, and pulled her sensitive nub. My cock leaked pre-cum. Her hand immediately oiled my shaft, enabling her to pump faster.
Pinching her hard tip, I pulled her breast out as far as possible. When she released my mouth, I thought maybe I had gone too far. My fear dissipated when she knelt and engulfed my prick. She continued stroking my shaft with her hand while her tongue washed and teased my fat head.
Her other hand latched onto one of her nipples and continued what I had started. She was on fire, and nothing was going to stop her. Raking my fingers through her short, silky hair, I massaged her scalp while she worshiped my rod.
"Jesus, Auntie!" I exclaimed. "You love sucking your nephew's cock, don't you? I can't believe how good it feels."
Her hand, holding my shaft, lowered to frig her horny slot frantically. Swallowing more of my cock, she expertly fucked me with her mouth. When my hands went to the back of her head to assist with her blowjob, she moaned in approval. Her body vibrated from the intense excitement.
My cock descended deeper into her oral cavity and stopped when my spongy head collided with the back of her throat. She gagged but didn't hesitate, continuing to fuck my pole with her talented mouth.
Feeling my balls tingle, I knew I was ready to blast a load. "Auntie, I can't hold back anymore. I'm going to cum," I croaked.
Continuing to finger-fuck herself, she didn't attempt to dislodge my enlarging member. She wanted my load of cream, and there was no stopping me at this point. Blobs of hot cum filled her mouth while she milked my cock. Her body stiffened and quivered as her orgasm commenced.
The sounds of her rapidly gulping and swallowing my cum filled the room. She was determined to consume every drop. When fully drained, her hands returned to my cock and held it while she licked my stem clean.
When we fully recovered, she rose and gently kissed me. "Nothing like a protein shake before bed," she giggled. "That should hold you over until we dine out again."
"Definitely. I feel great, a credit to your nursing skills," I giggled.
She laughed and replied, "I suppose I can't tell you not to overthink it like previously. You weren't the only one that needed to release their pent-up emotions. Thanks for taking care of both my sister and me."
She turned to leave for her room while I retreated to mine. Mom was right about her sister helping me fall asleep. I conked out immediately.
*****
After hitting the snooze button three times, I panicked, knowing I would be late for work. Jumping up, I quickly dressed and ran to the kitchen. Aunt Amber had already departed, and Mom was preparing to leave. "Did your aunt help with your sleeping last night?" Mom asked and smirked, suspecting what had happened.
"That she did. Thanks for the tip about her tips," I chuckled. Mom intently listened while I proceeded to tell her in detail how her sister gifted me with a world-class blowjob.
"It's nice to know she still has the touch. She always bragged to me about how good she was. I'm not sure how well she slept, though. Before leaving this morning, she asked if I could wash her sheets. It appears she found our gifts," Mom giggled.
On her way out the door, she said, "See you tonight, dear."
When I arrived home from work, Mom asked for a break from sex for the next few nights. I figured she was on her period and didn't question her. Snuggling with her at night was always restive and enjoyable.
Friday arrived, and Mom fed me a light dinner before asking, "Are you up to helping your mother again?" Her sexy smile reflected her horny and adventuresome mood.
"You bet, Mom. Anything special you have in mind? Or anyone, I should say."
"My sister gave you a fantastic blowjob a few nights ago. I think she deserves a fat cock rammed up her tight little pussy as a reward. Should I hold interviews again to select a good candidate?" she grinned wide.
"I wouldn't mind applying. What are the odds of me getting the position?"
"Pretty good," Mom chuckled. "It turns out you're the only final applicant. As a bonus for her, I've ensured you'll have a giant load of sperm to spray into her fertile womb."
My prick lurched at the thought of fucking my sexy aunt. I wondered if Mom was doing this for her or me? Probably both.
Driving us to the lab, she parked, pointed to the side of the building, and instructed, "Hide in that alcove. I'll pick up my sister, bring her here, and make an excuse to return to the car. After that, you'll follow me back inside. She can't know you're here."
Without questioning her motives, I exited and found a place to remain out of sight.
Ten minutes later, Mom's car pulled up. They exited and walked inside. As promised, Mom emerged a few minutes later. We rendezvoused and re-entered the clinic. She whispered, "Remove your clothes and remain here until I slip the blindfold on her."
I sneaked into the office area, concealed from them but close enough to hear their conversation.
"Amber, I brought you here to offer some revisions to the procedure you used on me last time," Mom stated.
"Sure, Sis. I've been winging it. Suggestions would be welcome."
"To accurately describe my recommendations, I want you to take my place on the chair. Let's begin by removing your clothes."
"Really?" Amber asked. "Is that necessary to explain things?"
"Of course," Mom responded. "I was naked, and we want it to be authentic as possible. Don't be shy. I'll remove mine, too, if that puts you at ease. It's not like we haven't seen each other before."
Amber's silence indicated her approval; the sound of zippers followed. My prick hardened when I envisioned my nude aunt and mom in the adjacent room.
"Position yourself as you did me," Mom instructed.
A minute later, my aunt protested, "Do you have to lock my arms down?"
Mom replied. "Did you forget that you fastened mine? I'll give you a break and won't put your legs in the stirrups."
The restraints clicked, and soon after, Amber whined, "Why the mask? No one is here."
"It's important to mimic the same experience. You'll notice your anxiety increases when you can't see anything."
"Okay. I did agree to help you," my aunt relinquished.
Hearing my arranged signal, I crept into the room. My prick immediately jerked on seeing the two sexy women. Mom adjusted the chair to elevate Amber's pussy to a perfect position. Her mound was void of hair and looked so smooth that I inadvertently licked my lips.
Mom's eyes directed me to feast on my aunt's pussy. After I knelt at the edge of the chair, Mom moved behind me and held my aunt's legs open.
"If you remember, preparation was a big part of the procedure," Mom reminded my aunt.
My mouth and tongue washed over her bare pussy, alternating between exploring her crevice and munching on her smooth mound.
"Well, you certainly can't complain about this part," Amber croaked. "You're right about the blindfold. It adds a bit of excitement to the process."
My mouth and tongue wreaked havoc on my aunt's delectable pussy. Fortunately, Amber's moaning was louder than Mom's rapid panting. Mom released my aunt's legs which remained open. It allowed me to finger-fuck Amber without her knowing there was someone else in the room. Her slot seeped pre-cum, and it was time to bring her off. Shoving three fingers into her tight channel, she grunted and flexed her hips. Her perky tits heaved while she struggled to breathe.
Sensing she was near her orgasm, I increased the pace of my intruding digits while clamping down on her clit with my lips.
"I'm cumming!" Amber screamed. "It's a good one."
Her pussy squeezed my fingers while I stroked through her release. I lapped up her sweet nectar. I was so enthralled with her pussy that I wanted to feast on her until she came again. Mom tapped me on the shoulder, showing her desire to proceed. I reluctantly pulled back from Amber's quivering cunny.
When I stood, my upright, steel-hard prick reflected how much my aunt's body affected me. Mom gripped and bent my shaft, knowing it would send waves of pleasure through me.
Shifting her attention to her sister, Mom jammed a finger into my aunt's snatch and commented, "It looks like that did the job. You're plenty wet for the next phase. You do remember what's next, don't you?"
"There's no man here," Amber croaked. "Did you bring a dildo?"
Her hopeful tone wasn't lost on Mom, flashing me a wide smile. Holding my sides, she positioned me between my aunt's legs. Holding my prick directly below my bloated tip, she coated my cock with my aunt's juices and seated my helmeted head between my aunt's outer lips.
"That's no dildo!" Amber shrieked. "How did someone else enter the building?"
"Don't fret, Sis," Mom reassured her. "I enlisted a nice young man to assist me in my demonstration. I snuck him in, so it'd be a surprise. Relax and enjoy the next phase."
"He's too big. His prick will split me," my aunt fretted, but her hips betrayed her when she pushed onto my pole.
"Nonsense," Mom consoled her sister. "We'll go slow. Let your imagination run wild about who he is. When I was in your place, I visualized it was Austin, mainly because I knew it was him. You had your hand wrapped around his prick. This one is bigger, isn't it?"
"Uh, perhaps," my aunt softly replied. "It's hard to tell." She wiggled her hips, attempting to determine my girth.
Mom smiled at Amber's confused expression. She might have assumed it was me, but Mom had made her second guess, taking advantage of her sister's vulnerable state.
"If it puts you at ease, pretend it's Austin," Mom persuaded. "Don't you think it'd add some excitement if you fantasize that your nephew is sliding his prick into your tight, little pussy?"
Aunt Amber's hips humped up and swallowed more of my cock.
"It looks like you enjoy the thought of my son sticking his fat cock into you," Mom taunted her sister. "Have you always had indecent desires concerning your nephew?"
"For a while, yes," Amber meekly replied. "I've felt closer to him than any man I've known. Are you mad at me, Avery?"
"Of course not, Sis," Mom replied. "I'm sure he has the same feelings for you. Let your imagination run wild."
Mom's breasts smashed against my back, pushing me further into my aunt. After my spongy tip split her walls and sunk several inches, Mom stopped me from progressing.
Amber grunted and croaked, "It's like losing my virginity all over again, but so much better. His prick is making contact with every nerve ending. It's driving me crazy. Push him in further."
Without waiting for Mom's guidance, I stuffed in a few more inches of cock until Amber moaned in ecstasy. Mom held my hips steady and chirped, "Get ready, Sis. When his balls slap against you, let me know what it feels like."
Flexing my hips, I shoved deeper until our groins collided. My aunt's body froze while her pussy coated my cock with fresh cum. She was more like her sister than she knew. Mom knew Amber had climaxed but didn't mention it.
"Damn, his cock is stuffing me full," Amber croaked. "Those giant balls pressing against me caused me to cum. I remember you did the same. I now know exactly how it affected you."
"Now that he's fully embedded, do you remember how you tried to get him to ejaculate?" Mom asked.
"Yes," Amber hoarsely stuttered. Knowing she would cum again if I played with her tits, she protested, "Can we forego this part? You know full well what that does to me."
"No, we need to repeat the same steps you conducted on me," Mom goaded her sister.
When Mom nodded her approval, I placed my hands on the sides of Aunt Amber's tiny waist. Slowly creeping up, I caressed her soft skin. When I encountered her ribs, I sunk my fingers between each lateral bone and squeezed her body. Her stomach caved in while she struggled to breathe. The anticipation of having her sensitive tits groped drove her crazy.
When my palms bumped against her perky tits, I cupped and wrapped my fingers around her mounds. They were bigger than I remembered and were a perfect handful, the same size as Anna's. Her chest heaved while I massaged her breasts. When my thumbs teased her nipples, her reaction was like the night I played with them.
Amber successfully quelled her excitement from my teasing. When I lowered and lightly blew on her tip, her body jerked. She was at her breaking point.
"Avery, keep him from going any further," Amber begged. "You know how sensitive I am."
"Funny, I don't recall you stopping anyone when you were in charge," Mom reminded her sister.
Leaning down, I latched onto one nipple while my other hand twisted and pulled her other engorged tip. After sucking for a minute, I captured her hard teat between my lips and squeezed it tight.
"Fuck!" Amber screamed. "I can't take it anymore. Damn you, Sis." Her body shook with her orgasm, her pussy contracting. She didn't bother to disguise her pleasure this time, screaming, "I'm cumming again!"
When her spasms ceased, I eased off but remained wedged in her snug pussy.
"I thought that would be enough for him," Mom noted. "We'll try another technique." Mom pulled my hips back; my prick slowly slithered out of my aunt's juicy slot.
Amber's pussy clamped down on the final inch of departing flesh and ordered, "Stop!"
Her anguished look reflected her needs, but she couldn't bring herself to voice her desires.
Mom recognized her sister's yearnings and came to her rescue. "Okay, Sis. Let's try it again."
Mom shoved my hips, forcing my cock to the bottom of my aunt's receptive pussy. Amber's smile widened when she received the glorious prick she craved. I ground my root around her puffy lips until Amber groaned with pleasure.
"Still nothing," Mom lamented. "Maybe this will help."
Mom pulled and pushed me, drilling my aunt's clinging pussy with my ram.
"He's fucking me," Amber groaned. "You told me that was off-limits."
"Maybe I was mistaken," Mom confessed. "Don't you think your pussy will be more stimulated by a more natural method?"
I grasped my aunt's midriff while mercilessly pounding her sex-starved pussy. Her snug walls resisted, but her slick cream aided my prick in plowing through her folds. Mom snuggled up to me from the rear, pressing her breasts into my back. The softness of her body spurred me to pump her sister faster.
Mom's hips synchronized with mine, forcefully slamming me into her sister with each stroke. Mom was fucking her sister, using my body. Mom's rapid panting matched Amber's as both women's sexual arousal increased.
Amber's hips thrashed and humped while her walls convulsed. Her sex juices flowed while her pussy fired off multiple mini-orgasms. Her pussy continuously massaged my cock, escalating my excitement level. My panting increased, nearing my orgasm.
As usual, Mom sensed my condition and grabbed my aunt's ankles to pull them around my back. Amber's legs tightly squeezed my body while locking her ankles in place. My aunt wasn't going to allow me to withdraw.
I lowered myself and rested on my elbows while plowing into my horny aunt. Her blissful face, filled with passion, sent chills down my spine. My body tingled with excitement.
Mom moved near my aunt's head and whispered, "I think we're finished. We can't allow a stranger to impregnate you, can we?"
"No. Don't stop. I've never cum so many times in a row. I don't want it to end yet," Amber begged.
Mom released her sister's arm restraints and conceded, "I suppose a little longer wouldn't hurt, but when you feel his prick expand, release your legs and push him off."
Amber wrapped her arms around me and stroked my back while her pussy pulsated.
Feeling my pleasure receptors firing, I knew I was seconds away from my orgasm. My gasping alerted Mom. She'd heard it many times before when I exploded in her pussy.
"Sis, he's almost there. I'll remove your blindfold so you can more easily shove him off you. Don't let him fill you with sperm."
Amber humped up hard, attempting to achieve one more orgasm before it was over. My bulbous head, reinforced with a fresh supply of blood, scraped across her sensitive walls, causing her pussy to spasm.
Mom took that moment to whip off my aunt's mask. Amber and I locked eyes, and instead of pushing me off, she pulled my head to her mouth. Her legs tightened, her heels pulling me in deeper. She wanted her nephew to spew his potent sperm into her. Her eyes widened when she felt the first stream of cum travel through my stem. Tremors coursed through the length of her frame, her muscles jerking with jolts of pleasurable electricity.
Her body turned to stone, including her vice-like channel. My cock ceased movement as her snug glove locked me in place. Seconds later, her body relaxed, allowing my prick to sink to the bottom and spit out its first blob of searing-hot semen.
Her body seized up again, ensuring my sperm flooded her womb. Her eyes rolled up in her head, and I thought she might pass out from the pleasure. Two more spurts splashed her innermost regions before she allowed me to pump again. Her subsequent contractions were less severe, allowing me to pump out the remaining reservoir of sperm.
Her lust-filled pupils returned to mine as our orgasms progressed. Releasing my mouth, she inhaled a deep breath of air. "Fuck your Auntie, sweetie! Put a baby in me. Your prick is driving me crazy."
After her pussy drained out every drop of seed, I continued to fuck my sexy aunt, savoring our incestuous union. After Amber lowered her legs, I pulled my spent cock from her clasping channel. She remained quiet, recovering from our intense fuck. Her drooling pussy, along with her heaving tits, burned an erotic vision into my memory. My love for my aunt had increased from our torrid, incestuous mating.
Mom knelt and cleaned the thick cum coating my shaft. Enveloping my prick with her warm mouth, she was careful not to be too rough with my sensitive cock. She gently sucked while her hand cradled and massaged my now-empty balls. Several minutes later, I was surprised when her oral cleaning generated a twinge in my groin.
Mom stood and hugged me tightly, guiding my hands to her breasts. I groped her mounds which caused her to groan in appreciation.
"Thanks, Austin. You were wonderful."
"No need to thank me, Mom. Auntie is the second-best fuck I've ever had. You being first, of course."
She giggled and passionately kissed me while our hands caressed each other's bodies. Recognizing that Mom desired more than an appreciative hug, my mind raced with the visions of our initial incestuous couplings. Mom's affectionate actions succeeded in hardening my cock. Never before had I recovered so quickly, but fucking Mom always turned me on.
Leading me to the examination bed, she flopped down on her back. Grabbing the underside of her thighs, she pulled her legs upward and opened her wet pussy. She was perfectly aligned for me to walk into her. I lunged into my beautiful mother, my steel-hard prick effortlessly sinking to the bottom.
"Damn, Mom. You're soaked. Did you cum while witnessing your son and sister fuck?"
"Several times," she acknowledged. "Fuck me hard, Austin. I need your hard prick to finish the job. You two made me horny."
With Mom holding her legs to the side, I played with her mounds while pounding her slippery slot. Having shot my load minutes before, I wasn't anywhere close to an orgasm. My powerful strokes slammed Mom forward on the bed. Looking down, I gazed at my prick sliding in and out of my mother. Covered with white and frothy cum, our pubic hair meshed together each time our bodies connected. Her stretched pussy lips gripped my girth while I sawed in and out of her sodden slot.
Amber caught my attention when she cleared her throat. Standing by us, she stared at my cum-coated cock servicing Mom's hairy pussy.
Our display of unbridled lust didn't escape her. "You're fucking your mother good," she observed. "It appears you two have been practicing since our last session."
"Remember when you used to tease him," Mom stated. "You claimed he was a mama's boy. This horny mother loves that he's that and more."
Shifting my hands lower, I held Mom's hips, fucking her harder. She was ready to cum when I entered her, and she couldn't hold back any longer. Her body shook; her pussy snapped on my prick. I stroked rapidly through her orgasm while her hips relentlessly humped back.
"Avery, you climaxed without your son. Do you want his aunt to finish him off?" Amber teased her sister.
"Nooo!" Mom screamed. "Let me take care of my son."
Her pussy clenched tight, emphasizing her desire to please me.
"Why are you so concerned with who helps him, Sis? Are you really serious about pursuing an incestuous relationship with your son?"
"Yes! I love him with all my heart," Mom professed.
"Fuck him back, then. Prove to him that he owns his mother's pussy," my aunt coerced Mom.
Mom's ass bounced off the bed, her pussy continuing to throb with blissful pleasure.
Amber moved behind me and fucked Mom, using my body as Mom had done. She was blindfolded when Mom used me, so how did she know? They were sisters and were so much alike that it was no wonder I was in love with both of them.
Amber stroked my chest while her pelvis pushed my ass, propelling my groin into Mom. Her caressing hands progressed lower until her fingers spread and surrounded our joined genitals. Her rapid panting bathed my neck with hot air when her fingers came into contact with my ram, plowing into Mom's quivering quim.
Sweat dripped from Mom's body from the intense workout. She was determined to please her son and demonstrate how much she loved him.
"Claim my pussy," Mom grunted. "Ravish your mother's body, baby. Cum with me and make me the happiest mother in the world." Her face filled with the same lustful expression I witnessed the first time we fucked missionary style. Memories of that night sent pangs of pleasure through my prick.
"Fuck, Mom," I screeched. "Your body drives me crazy. Cum on my cock and put me over the edge. I love you so much!"
"It looks like your mother's going to explode. Let me help my little motherfucker finish your incestuous mating," Amber hoarsely croaked. Her fingers found Mom's clit and teased it until another major orgasm overcame my mother.
Her pussy spasmed with simultaneous clitoral and vaginal orgasms. Her walls convulsed and squirted hot juice while my aunt pulled and twisted Mom's engorged pearl. Mom's screams of joyous rapture filled the room, receiving the ultimate pleasure possible.
Mom's constant contractions finally convinced my prick to expand and blow. Aunt Amber released Mom's clit while Mom and I finished our frenetic fuck. When our orgasms diminished, I remained embedded and leaned forward, passionately kissing my mother.
"Damn, that was hot," Amber exclaimed. "I can see why men are attracted to their mothers more than their hot aunts."
When I pulled out of Mom's flooded pussy, our mixture of white cream drooled down her crack onto the bed. She lowered her legs before I pulled her to a sitting position. Amber moved to my side and pecked Mom on the lips. "Thanks for everything, Sis," Amber purred. "I'll remember tonight forever."
Mom asked, "Did you pack your belongings last weekend as I asked you? It's time for you to move in with us. Have you decided where you want to sleep?"
"Everything's in boxes awaiting your son's help," Amber replied. "As far as my pick of rooms, I'm skinny and won't take up much room. The other bedrooms will be for our children, so I'm going to share your bed with you and your son."
"Excellent," Mom elated. "Every woman should sleep with the man they're deeply in love with."
Amber's face turned the same hot pink color as her nipples.
"Please," Mom bantered with her sister. "My suspicions were confirmed when you completely submitted yourself to Austin when you knew it was him impregnating you. Your expression reflected your innermost emotions of love. It was like looking into a mirror. I share those same feelings."
When Mom paused, Amber shyly looked in my direction. Did she think I wouldn't be on the same page? "Auntie, I love you, too. Come home with us, and let me prove how much lust I have for my hot aunt."
Amber's sensuous kiss was her reply. Mom disrupted our attention when she stated, "There is one other item to be taken care of concerning the insemination procedure."
"What is it?" my aunt quizzed.
"Remember when you told me to go home, elevate my ass, and rub myself off? Austin will demonstrate how he can help pack your sperm in deeper."
My smile matched my aunt's as we hurriedly dressed and left for a night of incestuous coupling.