It was late Saturday morning, and a single beam of sunlight entered the bedroom through a gap in a pair of hastily closed curtains. It stirred the sleeping woman when the light hit a closed eyelid. Candice opened her eyes but then quickly shut them again, she rolled onto her back and stretched her entire stiffened body. Candice looked around the room curiously, almost as if she wasn't sure where she was. She quickly realized she had awoken comfortably in her bed, but for the life of her, she could not remember actually leaving the couch. She was in a very disheveled state, as if she had been rolling around and writhing all night long, as well, the top sheet and comforter had been pushed to the foot of the bed. She attempted to run her fingers through her dirty blonde hair, but discovered it was messy, matted, and knotted. Her shirt had ridden up above her breasts, and she quickly discovered that she wasn't wearing any panties; that was not something Candice was in the habit of doing.
What the? I remember wearing underwear last night. I certainly had them on when I was drinking in the living room.
Candice yawned and stretched again, and then noticed a strange feeling in her pussy and butt. It felt to her like her pussy had received a long hard pounding, and although her ass didn't hurt, it felt as though her anus had been worked and stretched over and over. Confused by all these strange signs, Candice shifted herself to the edge of the bed and placed her feet on the floor. Her left foot landed on something smooth and cylindrical, and when she looked around the room she discovered the reason behind her untidy state. Strewn across the floor was Candice's entire collection of phallic toys and plugs: dildos, vibrators, double-ended insertables, and even bottles of lubes and lotions, lay littered on the floor. Her pajama bottoms, she found, were laying in front of her bedroom door, and her panties had been bundled up into a ball and thrown near the master bathroom door.
Oh my god! Did a sex party happen in here or something?
Candice bent down to pick up a nearby fleshtone dildo and inspected it, she could see dried cum along the entire length of the shaft. She looked at her double-ended dildo and remembered purchasing it to attempt a double-penetration on herself, and judging by the feeling in her bottom, she had succeeded.
Absent-mindedly, Candice began rubbing her pussy and slipped her middle finger between her lips.
I must have gotten too drunk and performed another one-woman orgy last night.
Candice jerked her head around and looked back at the bed. She rolled her eyes when she realized the fitted sheet and mattress were completely soaked through. At that, she let out an exasperated sigh. Ugh, I need to get cleaned up.
Candice stood up and walked into her master bath, she removed her pajama shirt and gently tossed it into her laundry basket. Candice caught her nude body in the mirror and examined her figure. Aside from her matted hair and a very sleepy expression, she didn't think she looked all that old and actually thought she was quite an attractive woman. Candice had been blessed with youthful looking skin that she had been careful to take care of her entire life. Then, an image of her older buxom sister flashed into mind, which made Candice turn from the wide mirror. Candice looked down at herself and cupped a breast in each hand. Hers were dwarfed when compared to her sister's, but they were still very large, soft, and incredibly smooth. With her right hand, she rubbed her stomach and grabbed the slightest bit of fat that just would not disappear. Annoyed, and saddened, Candice ceased admiring her body.
She turned back to the double-sink vanity and looked at the faucets Simon installed. Candice once again thought of how much she loved her son, and how hard he worked for her. For a moment, she thought about her son as a man. She thought of him as a very handsome, strong, and loving man.
I wonder what kinds of women Simon likes? What is he attracted to? Does he like huge tits? Or perhaps cute little butts?
Candice felt a tingle slowly building in her pussy. A shiver went up her spine, which pulled her out of the trance.
Really Can? Wondering if your son is attracted to you?
Candice entered her large walk-in glass enclosed stall, hoping that a nice hot shower would wash away these thoughts and leave her feeling refreshed. She turned on the shower heads and enjoyed the sensation of the water pouring over her naked body. She shampooed the wet nest that was her hair, and then worked in large amounts of conditioner to untangle it; by then she was feeling much better. She squeezed a large dollop of shower gel into her left palm and began lathering her body with her hands, and that's when she entered a new fantasy.
Mmm, but I bet he's good at making love. He's so strong, I bet he fucks women senseless. Candice firmly squeezed her soft globes against her chest. What if he wanted me? What if he wanted to turn me into a helpless sexdoll? Oh god, if he came for me there's nothing I could do. If he came into this shower, pinned me against the glass, I couldn't fight him. I'd have to stand here and take it as he forces his hard cock into my sensitive pussy. He'd love to dominate my little body. He'll put his poor mother's arms behind my back, crush my tits against the glass, and turn me into a lewd display just because he can.
Candice stood in the middle of her shower, her body shiny, wet and slick, dripping with soap. She rolled her head back as her mind swam in her own heavenly daydream, she slipped her right middle and ring fingers into her glistening pussy and pumped slowly.
SLOK SLOK SOK.
"HAH HAH HAH!" Candice cried out.
Oh fuck. What if he got off on me whimpering and moaning? What if he got off on me begging him to stop? I wouldn't beg him to stop though.
"Oh fuck." She cried out loud.
I'd beg him like a whore to destroy me with his huge rod. I'd beg him to make me cum all over his dick, then fuck my face and pour his hot cum down my throat.
"MMMM."
Oh Simon, I bet your cock is huge. You could bypass my throat and pour your thick load right into my stomach!
Candice pistoned her fingers in and out of her cunt, and with her right thumb she strummed her tiny clit.
SLOK SLOK SLOK SLOK.
"AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH!" Candice moaned and shouted. Her eyes were tightly closed, her left hand was kneading her soapy left breast, while with her right hand she focused on working her pussy with her fingers. Her fantasy was growing stronger.
Oh Simon! Pick me up in your strong arms and sink balls deep into me. Put this horny mother at your mercy, defile my body with your cock!
"OH FUCK! YES!"
Candice grew aggressive and desperate. She grabbed her facial scrub, which was a small cylindrical pump, and proceeded to stuff it inside her petite vagina and fuck herself with it.
SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK SHLOK.
"Oh Simon! Mommy needs it! Mommy needs you to turn her into your personal whore!" Candice could not maintain her inner monologue any longer. She cried out in loud audible bursts as she came in her shower thinking about Simon dominating her.
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSHHHHHHH!
It was impossible to discern what was water and what was Candice's orgasm, what exploded from her was a violent, body wrecking, orgasm. Her legs shook, her right hand a blur, and her face beet red as she screamed out.
"AAAAAAAAAHHH! FUUUUUUCK!"
Like a dam breaking, a gush of liquid hit the glass shower partition and splashed everywhere in the stall. It was louder and stronger than both showerheads at full blast.
"AAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAHHH! OH GOD! I'M CUMMING SIMON!"
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH!
Another powerful stream struck the glass again, the splash back was so voluminous and strong, that when it hit Candice it washed the soap from her body.
"YES SIMON! ONLY YOU CAN MAKE MOMMY CUM! MY BODY IS ALL YOURS!"
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
A third torrent of Candice's sweet cum gushed from her sex deprived cunt, and this one had the force and flow of a water main that had busted. The climax poured and poured from her body. It was more than the drain could handle as she stood ankle deep in a mixture of shower water, soap, and her own pussy juice.
Candice had no energy left, and her body collapsed. She fell to her knees and the contents of the shower floor splashed all over her body. She had no choice but to stay like that until she got some strength back.
Meanwhile, the large stall smelled strongly of Candice's sweet pussy until it finally washed away and was replaced with the tropical scented shower gel once more. Candice steadied herself by climbing up the opposite wall and forced herself to take long deep breaths.
"Hah. Hah. Hah. Oh my god." She said aloud.
I can't believe I did that. Like I didn't get enough action last night. And cumming thinking of my son, that's horrible.
Candice rinsed herself thoroughly, but was unable to wash away the thoughts of her son. "Ah ah ah. I...I'm...so thirsty."
***
Candice descended the stairs wearing a pair of tight fitting khaki short shorts and a very small t-shirt. She made her way into the kitchen and retrieved from the fridge a very large jug of cucumber water she had made. She tilted her head back and consumed the entire half-gallon container.
GULP GULP GULP.
Candice's throat expanded a great deal each time she swallowed, and easily handled the amount pouring into her.
"Geez Can. Thirsty?"
Candice had been completely oblivious to the fact that someone else was already in the kitchen. She spun around and found her older sister sitting on a barstool at the kitchen island. Candice couldn't help but notice her sister's appearance, Brigit had her makeup perfectly done, hair blown and styled, and was dressed in form fitting black yoga pants and a pink tank top. Even just sitting at the counter, eating toast and drinking what Candice was sure was her grapefruit juice, she looked beautiful. Candice was both annoyed and jealous of such a clearly sexually desired woman.
"Oh...Brigit, sorry. Morning. Did you sleep well?" Candice asked.
"Mmm hmm." Brigit's mouth was full, so she just nodded her head and swallowed her bite. "Very well actually. I was so tired, I literally collapsed into a bed."
"Really? We didn't really do that much. I mean, no offense, I'm just surprised to hear you were that exhausted." Candice commented as she used the filtered water dispenser on the fridge to refill her jug.
"I didn't think so either, Can. I guess I'm still recovering from the trip. And then Simon and I stayed up late. We spent hours really getting to know each other." Brigit elaborated.
Candice had consumed half the container before she stopped drinking.
GULP. "Wow, I must have really been out of it. I didn't hear a thing. Were you two in the living room the whole time?"
"Umm, no. Actually, we went upstairs to his room." Brigit said right before taking another bite of toast. "I'm surprised you didn't hear us though, we were kinda loud," Brigit finished.
"You were in his room?" Candice questioned as she looked wide-eyed at her sister. What if they were awake while I was stuffing myself with every toy I could get my hands on? Oh god, what if they heard me?
"Uh, yeah. Is he not allowed to have girls in there or something?" Brigit giggled as she answered.
"Huh? Uh...oh, of course he is. I...uh...I guess I thought it was a little strange." Candice became embarrassed and spoke softly and quietly.
"So, any particular reason you're so...thirsty, Can?" Brigit had finished her breakfast and gave her younger sister a very sly look.
"Umm...no. I dunno, maybe I'm dehydrated or something. I know I slept late, but I still feel pretty tired. In fact, I thought maybe we could just relax today." Candice said, still speaking very softly.
"That is a great idea. You know, I noticed your patio out back, it gets a lot of sun, and your garden looks fantastic Can. So why don't we hang out there, have a really peaceful day, and get some tanning in." Brigit said in an excitable tone.
"I'd like that." Candice replied with a huge smile.
The two sisters continued to talk while Candice made herself some breakfast. A few minutes later, Simon had entered the kitchen after taking a shower of his own. Candice stared Simon up and down, and she felt he looked somehow taller, broader, and more mature. He nodded and politely said "good morning" to his milf mother and cougar aunt, and retrieved some juice from the fridge.
"Sweetheart," Candice called out to him. "Your aunt and I were going to lounge outside and get some sun. Would you like to join us? Or did you get your fill of your aunt last night?"
Simon closed the door to the fridge quite suddenly, and did a half-turn towards the two women. His eyes were wide and they darted nervously between his mother and aunt. "I'm sorry. What? What, uh, do you mean?" He stammered.
"Brigit said the two of you were up late getting to know each other." Candice laughed, but there was a curiosity in her voice. "What did you think I meant?"
"What? Oh nothing. It just...umm, sounded like you thought I was sick of her or something." Simon explained as he tried to recover from his overreaction. And as he moved behind Brigit he said cryptically, "but no, I still haven't gotten my fill yet," and gave her a big smile.
"Oh? And how much of me can you take?" Brigit asked sweetly, careful not to sound too sultry in front of her sister.
"I don't think I have a limit." Simon said and quickly winked at her.
"What the hell are you two talking about? You're being weird." Candice interjected and cut them both off.
Simon chugged the juice he had poured himself and addressed his mother's question. "I have to fix the gate, put some decorative work on it, but yeah I think afterwards, I can hang out."
***
As everyone in the house bustled to get ready for their lazy afternoon, the energy was excitable and highly flirtatious, and Candice couldn't figure out what was going on between Brigit and Simon. They were always giggling and laughing in one another's presence, and Candice was sure she had seen a significant amount of touching between the two. Albeit, it was playful and usually nothing more than one grabbing the other by the arm, or occasionally Simon would come up behind his aunt and rub her shoulders.
They haven't seen each other in years, but to Candice that was hardly reason enough for them to be hanging all over one another. Are...are they attracted to each other? She wondered.
Jealousy had set in. He may have been her son, but Candice wanted that kind of attention from him, there's no harm in some playful banter and touching right? She wondered again.
Candice quickly cleaned a few small things and areas around the house, it was going to make herself feel better getting something done if she was going to relax the rest of the day. When the kitchen, living room, and downstairs powder room were sufficiently tidy, she went back upstairs to her room to find something appropriate to wear out on the patio. Her room was still a mess but she wasn't all that concerned with cleaning it at that moment. Candice entered her closet, a modestly sized walk-in, and went to her organized section of swimwear and other summer clothes. She looked at the clothes she used to wear, but no longer had the confidence to adorn in public, and she held up a conservative navy blue one-piece in front of her body-length mirror. It was an appropriate bathing suit, and something Candice certainly would have felt comfortable wearing in front of her sister and son, however, she quickly thought of Brigit, and wondered what suggestive suit she would be wearing out on the patio.
I can only imagine the skimpy bikini she has in mind. Next to her, Simon won't even notice me in this thing.
Candice knew she would have rather worn the one-piece, but decided to put that suit aside and look for something a little more...risqué. After shuffling through a few options, she found a bright neon yellow string bikini top and matching bottoms. Once upon a time, it had been her favorite set, she had always stood out beautifully at every summer venue, and the time she had felt most attractive was when she had worn this set. She stripped down and put on the bikini, tying the strap around the back of her neck at the right length to give her soft breasts some support, and observed herself in the mirror once again.
I look ridiculous. The suit was, inarguably, too small. No matter what I do, I'm spilling out of this damn thing. My tits are so fat now the little triangles of fabric only cover my nipples. Ugh, the bottoms are digging into my hips, and oh god, now it's a thong.
Candice's ass had grown very nice and full over the years, but the bikini bottoms were purchased when she dawned a much thinner figure. With every turn and flex, her bountiful butt swallowed the yellow fabric and exposed each beautiful fleshy cheek. Candice stood in her walk-in, and nervously rubbed her legs together.
Oh great, you can see the entire outline of my pussy. I can already hear Brigit criticizing me. If I wear the one-piece she'll say I look too much like a mother. If I walk down there wearing this, she'll accuse me of being trashy.
She placed her hands on the ties of the bottoms and paused.
But...would Simon like this? I'm completely exposed, but maybe he'll begin to look at me differently.
Candice exited her closet and spent the next few moments applying sunscreen before she grabbed a large towel and returned downstairs. She proceeded to the rear of the house, to her large glass sliding door, that led to her outdoor hardscape patio and garden. Candice stepped outside, and when she saw Brigit already lying down, she gasped and nearly dropped her towel.
Brigit had her voluminous red hair loosely bunched to the top of her head so that she could lay flat on the lounger, she wore huge dark-tinted sunglasses, and her swimsuit--if it could even be called a "swimsuit"--looked like it was made of dark red straps and barely covered her private areas.
"Oh my god! I thought you were naked for a second." Candice shrieked. There goes my chance to stand out.
"Huh? Oh this? It's called a 'slingshot bikini'. I've never worn it before so I thought today would be a good time to try it on." Brigit said as she tugged on a thin strap that didn't even adequately cover her right nipple. "Mmm, I feel naked."
"You look naked." Candice couldn't believe how brazen her sister was. She knew Brigit was a free spirit but this was almost obscene. Brigit's entire body was on display, and her skin was already shining from a light gloss of lotion she applied earlier. Her large areolas had not been concealed at all, except for a small strip of fabric that ran down the middle and over each nipple, however, her nipples were hard and erect making them all the more visible. Candice followed the strings of fabric downwards to Brigit's crouch; there was only enough material to cover her clitoris but the rest of the "swimsuit" had sunk into the lips of her vagina.
"Oh good," Brigit responded with a cheeky smirk.
Candice rolled her eyes, but it was unnoticed by Brigit. She then turned away from her lewd sister and reclined her lounger all the way back to take a lying down position. Then, removed her towel to cover the chair, giving it a softer surface to lay on.
"Wow. Look at you, you sexy little piece of ass" Brigit commented as she pulled her shades down slightly.
"Haha, thanks." Candice said. "It barely fits but this used to be my best one."
"Mmm hmm. You look sexy as hell. And besides, it's just us." Brigit replied.
"You're right. I just...feel like I look terrible." Candice said timidly.
"What? Are you kidding? Nothing about you looks terrible. I may have had some work done, but I still look my age. You Can, barely look like you're out of your twenties." Brigit said with more conviction to her tone.
"Aww, thanks Brigit." Candice said thankfully.
Candice had absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about, but despite that she covered her chest with her arms and laid down, flat on her back. As she lay there, the warm sun soothed her and made her feel a little better about her bathing suit choice. She focused on her breathing and became entranced by the sound of a light wind in the trees.
***
It was nearly an hour later when Candice stirred and sat up, she tucked her legs to the side, and stretched her arms and back to loosen her body. She turned her head to look over at the far left side of the backyard and saw Simon working diligently on the gate of her privacy fence. He appeared satisfied with his work as he swung the tall gate open and closed several times, and tested the locking mechanism. He then collected his tools and tossed them into his tool bag. Candice was about to get up from her lounge chair and walk over to Simon to thank him, but she quickly realized he was already heading in her direction.
"Gate's all fixed mom. Leveled it and put new hinges on, it won't scrape against the ground anymore when you open and close it. You should be good to go." Simon explained as he lifted the bottom of his t-shirt to wipe sweat from his face.
Oh my, his pants are so low. Candice observed. He's so lean. He has a perfect V leading to his...oh god, am I trying to look at my son's penis again? Mmm, I like that he still epilates his entire body. His skin is soooooo smooth, I bet it would feel good to...
"Are you okay mom? Do you want a drink or something?" Simon asked his mother. Candice had turned red and was visibly sweating.
"Oh, no. Thank you. Just uh, felt a little warm for a second." Candice chuckled awkwardly.
"You're so good to your mother." Brigit finally piped up. "Come, rest with us."
Simon looked back and forth between his extremely scantily clad aunt, and his mother's sex starved body lewdly covered. Despite him trying to hide it, Candice noticed his eyes grew wide as he checked the two out from head to toe. He paid special attention to Brigit's enormous breasts and her erect nipples, as well as the contours of his mother's beautiful pussy. Brigit's body glistened in the sun from sweat and oil, which added greatly to her already sex goddess appearance. And Candice breathed heavily, which hypnotized him as he watched her bust rise and fall.
Candice was almost horrified at the huge bulge that began visible inside Simon's pants. Oh my god, that's fucking huge. It took every bit of her willpower to sit there and not gawk at it.
"Here sweetheart...uh...lie down over here." Candice said and gestured to the lounge chair on the other side of hers. Simon walked around to the lounger, and with his back turned to both his mother and aunt, he proceeded to remove his shirt, then his shoes and socks, and finally he undid his pants and pulled them down. Shortly afterwards, he stood in his mother's backyard wearing nothing but a very small pair of black boxer briefs. Candice stared at Simon in amazement and admired the figure of her son's nearly naked body. Part of her desperately hoped Simon would have undressed entirely and joined them in the sun completely nude, which would have satisfied the voyeuristic side of her kink. Simon eventually turned and gave Candice the view she hoped for, his erection had become very uncomfortable in it's confines so he had repositioned it against his stomach. That caused the head of his cock, and several inches, to be exposed above the waistband of his underwear. When Simon finally got situated comfortably, he laid flat on the sun lounger, and closed his eyes. Candice glanced over to her sister, it was difficult to tell with her large sunglasses, but it appeared to Candice that Brigit at least was not paying attention to her. So, Candice turned her attention back towards her son.
Oh my god, I can't stop looking at my son's perfect cock. Mmm, look at the size, the girth, my son is built for sin.
Candice subconsciously licked her lips over and over as she stared at her son's exposed penis. As if it had a life of its own, she watched in bewilderment as it twitched ever so slightly at random intervals. And as he warmed in the sun, his rod grew in length and girth.
My son...it's impossible. It's past his belly button! My son has a massive cock that reaches his navel!
Candice's mind raced as it was filled with forbidden thoughts, each one involving her son's monstrous dick defiling her in a series of increasingly obscene acts.
Something like that would make me cum just from sticking the head in.
When she realized she was very publicly lusting over her son's body, Candice flung herself back into her chair and forced herself to lie still.
***
After a while, Brigit stirred. "Hey Can, let's get a little topless sun tanning in."
"Brigit!" Candice said quietly but aggressively, her eyes darted over to Simon.
"Oh I'm pretty sure he fell asleep." Brigit lifted her head to look past her sister. "Hey Simon." She called out, but he didn't respond. Nor did he make a movement of any kind.
Candice remained extremely wary but when she turned back to her sister, Brigit had already pulled the straps covering her nipples away, and now her breasts were on full display for anyone to see.
Hmph, not that there was much difference before, Candice thought.
Candice turned back to her son, and looked for any reaction in his face, then with shaking hands and held breath, she slowly and cautiously, removed her bright yellow bikini top. For a while, Candice sat upright, frozen, and unable to move her hands away from her breasts. She felt paralyzed with fear that her son would see her and become disgusted by her appearance. It took quite a bit of encouragement from her sister, but after a while she forced herself to relax, and finally lowered her hands. Candice actually felt brave, confident, and in control; she imagined that's how her older sister felt all the time. Soon, she even started to feel sexy as the sun tanned her nearly naked body. Her nipples grew and hardened and she began to wish that her son wasn't sleeping at all, that he was secretly watching and lusting after her.
Oh Simon, I wish you were looking at me. I wish I could show you my naked body. If Brigit wasn't here, would you take me out here in the open? Right here, on the patio, you could hold me down and violate my pussy with that fat cock. Or maybe you'd rather use my body and force me to tit-fuck you. Oh god, the neighbors would hear my loud cries declaring how good you are. If they came over to investigate, they'd find me held down by your strong arms as you impaled my greedy cunt over and over again. I'd be forced to tell them that my son is the best lover I've ever had.
During these forbidden thoughts, Candice's pussy became thoroughly wet, and she unconsciously rubbed her thighs together as she imagined herself being used in all sorts of pleasurable ways. She had soaked through her swimsuit, and the towel underneath was reaching its limit on how much liquid it could hold. Her sexual frustration continued to build and build, until she finally had to excuse herself.
"I...I have to head inside Brigit, I need to...take care of something." And Candice quickly darted inside the house. Brigit, however, just continued to lie there with a devilish smirk.
***
Candice was flustered for the entire rest of the day. The times she wasn't downstairs to get a drink of water (of which she needed a lot) or get something to eat, she was back up in her master bedroom masturbating like a sex crazed teenager. She had exhausted much of her supply of lubes for anal and vaginal play, and she had cycled through every dildo, vibrator, and butt plug at least three times each. She felt guilty that she had barely seen her son and sister all day, but she had been infected with a strong sexual desire, and she needed a day like this to work it out.
Every time she went downstairs, Candice would find Brigit and Simon overly friendly with one another, and always making physical contact. One time she saw Simon rubbing Brigit's bare shoulders, and Brigit appeared topless with just her beach towel to cover her chest. Another time, she caught Brigit inappropriately sitting on Simon's lap, with one hand firmly on her ass, and the other stroking her back. The strangest encounter she witnessed between them was when she ran down to refill her jug of water, and saw Brigit and Simon scurry behind the kitchen island. Simon was bright red in the face, and Brigit kept wiping her mouth, and both insisted they were looking for an earring she had dropped somewhere on the kitchen floor.
Oh my god! I don't even want to think about what they were doing.
However, catching the guilty couple put a new fantasy into her head when she returned to her bedroom. With a butt plug lodged in her ass, a vibrator stuffed into her wet pussy, she fucked her own throat with one of her very long gel-like textured dildos. She even went so far as to imagine her own son was suffocating her with his giant meaty cock.
GULK. GULK. GULK. GULK.
Simon! You should be choking me with your dick. I'd happily turn my throat into a cocksleeve for you.
Candice nearly passed out from lack of air and the strain, but it was one of her most intense orgasms of the day. She went downstairs, one last time in the evening, just to let Brigit and Simon know she was turning in early. Afterwards, she performed one final masturbatory session, and then collapsed into bed with a sore ass and a beaten and battered pussy. Candice hadn't felt that good in a long time.
***
It hadn't taken long for Candice to fall into a deep and peaceful sleep, but then, in the middle of the night, she was awoken by a strange feeling. She felt compelled to search the house and check on her sister and son to see that they were okay. Feeling confident that everyone else was in fact asleep, Candice didn't even bother to put on clothes before silently creeping out into the hallway. The entire second floor of the house was pitch black, except for a glow from her son's room; Candice made no sound as she moved toward the bedroom door.
Probably just playing a game, Candice thought, but what she found shocked her to her core.
"Seriously, AH AH AH. Aunt Brigit! AAAH, oh fuck." Simon was breathing heavily and enjoyed every minute of being ridden by his domineering aunt. "We need to...AH AH AH...god yes! We need to close the door." Simon finally voiced between pants of ecstasy.
"Look, my wonderful slut. Mmmm fuck. You were so good...oh fuck that cock...with me teasing your for days." Brigit responded between moans. "But I've waited all day for you to fuck my horny pussy, and I'm not getting off this thing for one second to close some damn door."
The two immoral relatives writhed together on the bed. Simon was stretched out flat on his back on his bed, and Brigit was positioned on all fours over him and fucked herself rhythmically with the first five inches of her nephew's monstrous cock.
SLOK...SLOK...SLOK.
"AAAH AAAAH! Fuck me you're so big!" Brigit furled her brow and clenched her teeth each time her juicy cunt tried to swallow Simon's thickly veined member. She had greatly overestimated her ability to fit his forearm-thick cock inside her, no matter how greedily her pussy tried to suck him in.
OH MY GOD THEY'RE HAVING SEX. Candice held her right hand tightly over her mouth to stifle a gasp. My...my sister...she's fucking my son. And he's...he's...he's so turned on by her. Oh my dear Simon, I'd do anything to turn you on that much.
Candice had caught a glimpse of Simon's semi-hardon earlier, but that was nothing compared to what she witnessed in his bedroom. His fuck-stick was so engorged, that as Brigit moved back and forth, it pulled and stretched the lips of her pussy.
"Oh my god Aunt Brigit. This feels even better than I imagined." Simon confessed as he focused on her large breasts swaying towards her face. His face was contorted by the intense pleasure of his aunt's pussy sliding up and down his long pole, and his hands dug into her hips as he tried to force her down even further. "Please! Please! Please go deeper! Oh fuck it's too much. I want to feel my entire cock inside you."
"Mmmmm. Your naughty dick is already so deep inside me baby. Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaah!"
SLOK...SLOK...SLOK.
Brigit continued to push herself onto Simon in a slow rhythm. "If you...if you...go any deeper...you'll split me open!" There was both pain and ecstasy in her voice.
Simon wanted desperately to fill his aunt all the way up to her womb; his face twisted with agony and drool poured from his mouth.
Candice felt embarrassed for her son. Her eldest sister had a body built for the worst kind of debauchery and sin. She heard tales of men and husband's, ruining their entire lives for just one night with Brigit. Accidents happened as she walked down the street. Meals, jewelry, cars, condos, and even fully paid vacations were comped to her by men, and the occasional woman, just for a chance to bury themselves between her breasts and a taste of her delicious pussy. And yet, this personification of lust and pleasure, could barely take a few inches of manhood inside her.
Candice smirked to herself. Wow, Brigit. Way to 'ride' my son. You may be an adolescent boy's walking wet dream, but it's sad to see you let him down like that.
By no measure was Candice unattractive, but of the three sisters, she was the one approached and courted the least. A tragic loss for anyone who passed up an opportunity with Candice, because while she may not have looked like a woman capable of indescribable sexual pleasure, she was in fact a lascivious, filthy-minded, and daring woman. And sadly, unsatisfied as well.
"You're...ah, ah ah...filling me up. It's too much. But it's worth it to see you twisting like that." Brigit said in a very high pitched voice. "I'm, I'm, I'm gonna cum again. I'm gonna cum on your slutty cock. Oh god you make my dirty cunt feel so gooood!"
Both Brigit and Simon began crying out quite loudly together, "AH AH AH AH AAAAH FUCK!"
Brigit pushed back hard against Simon's throbbing prick, feeling his swollen head scrub against every inch of her vagina, but still was only able to handle about half his length. Grasping Simon by the shoulders for leverage, she humped slightly and flexed her muscles as she quivered above him.
"RRRRRRRR, YES! OH FUCK YES! FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!" Brigit screamed while her orgasm took hold of her.
Pish pish pish.
Candice witnessed little splashes of liquid shoot out from her sister and coat her son's mid-section. "Ah ah ah ah ah. Oh my god...that...that third orgasm was intense. You like making me cum don't you slut?" Brigit pulled herself forward and savored the feeling of each vein on her nephew's rigid member slowly sliding out of her, until his purple tip was forced out with a POP! His cock swung away from Brigit's body, but swung back forcefully and slapped his aunt's rock-solid ass. Precum constantly drooling from the tip flung forward and painted Brigit's back.
SPLAT!
"Nnnnnnnnnn. Yes Aunt Brigit. You're so beautiful, I wish I could have your cum on me all the time." Simon said, breathing heavily with his aunt.
He...he gets turned on when she cums on him? Candice wandered.
"Mmmm, I bet." Brigit said as she ground her pelvis on Simon's slick abdomen. "I could feel your cock get harder, and even a little bigger, every time I squirted on you." Brigit then leaned forward and Simon wrapped his strong arms around his aunt and firmly pressed her massive breasts against his sweaty chest. Brigit's motions stopped for the most part, but Simon continued to buck and moved his hips as much as possible to nestle his still rigid pole into the crack of her ass.
Brigit kissed her nephew very softly. "I think you're ready to be an even bigger slut."
Candice's curiosity peaked, and she pressed herself into the small opening of the doorway.
"Do you know what your mother has been doing all day?" Simon shook his head. "She's been up in her room masturbating." Candice was shocked and disturbed, Brigit had known all along what was going on, and worse she had divulged that information to her son. "I suspect ever since last night, she's been stuffing her tight little pussy. Something, or someone," Brigit licked Simon's chest, "has got her worked up bad. Do you know how I know that?" Simon shook his head again. "I grew up with your sweet little mommy. I had a room right next to hers. And every time she masturbated, it would make her thirsty. Like, really thirsty for some reason. And all I've seen her do today is chug water." Brigit spoke in a very low, sultry voice. "Your mother has probably passed out from her 'busy' day, she didn't even say goodnight to her sweet...little...boy." Brigit moaned and kissed Simon between each word. "So, I want you to sneak into her room, pull back her sheets, and unload your pent up semen sacks all...over...her...body.."
"What!?" In shock, Simon pushed his upper body up and rested on his elbows. Brigit slid back and felt his burning hot pole slide further into her ass crack. "Fuck no!. Aunt Brigit, I...I can't do that! She'll wake up for sure." Simon responded with a panicked look across his face.
"And what if she does? What if she wakes up to the sight of her gorgeous son after he deposited an entire fuck session's worth of spunk on her pristine body? You could tell her you were sleepwalking. Tell her you just came in to check on her. Or, you could just climb on top of her quivering body and tell her you need it as much as she does."
"Please...no...I...I can't." Simon responded timidly. "As much as I really want to."
"Come on baby." She said softly and she kissed him all over. "You promised to be a good slut for me. And good little male sluts do as they're told." She licked and sucked on his left earlobe. "You liked my last idea, when I asked you to expose yourself to her. And I promise, you'll really enjoy this too."
"Yeah, that was exciting. I've never really looked at my mother like that before, but oh my god did she look sexy."
Candice's eyes grew impossibly wider. Gasp! My son. He...he was looking at me?
"I don't think I got that horny, that fast, since the first time you came on my face." Simon continued.
I'm such an evil mother, turning my son on like that. But I wanted him to look at me so much, to want me. I wish you had satisfied your lust for me, that you stuffed my neglected pussy right there in the backyard. I don't even care that Brigit was there. You're my son, that's my cock! She can watch as you use my body as your personal fuck doll!
"She used to be all over your father. Every morning, and every night. And now, my poor little sister has no one. Except you. And to tell you a little secret, she's going to like it too."
Candice could not believe what she was hearing, she just stood in the hallway, nude, with her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open, completely frozen. She forced herself to turn away, and raced down the hallway back to her room as quietly as possible. Candice closed her door without making a sound and frantically paced back and forth.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. They can't be serious. They wouldn't actually do this, right? B...but...this could be it, my chance.
Candice quickly remembered the messy state both she, and her room, were in. They can't find the room like this. She scrambled to clean up, but the best she managed was to kick a few sex toys and lubes under the bed, and others she gently tossed into her bathroom.
Shit! No time to put anything on, Candice thought as she jumped into her bed and slid under the bed sheet. Less than a second later, her bedroom door slowly opened and two nude figures creeped in.
"Mmmmm, do you smell that?" Brigit whispered very quietly, but it was not unheard by Candice. "I told you. It smells like pussy and sex in here."
No, no, no. How could I forget about that?
The bedroom was incredibly dark, except for a faint red glow coming from a light in the bathroom, so Candice was easily able to feign being asleep. She lifted her left eyelid just enough and saw a tall masculine figure approaching the side of the bed. Even covered in shadow, Candice could tell this figure had an insanely massive erection. She felt the covers being slowly pulled down, and it took every ounce of strength not to burst out and climb her son like a horny white-faced capuchin.
Part of Candice believed that Simon wasn't going to follow through, but a larger part remained hopeful with anticipation.
Oh my god. He's going to find me completely naked. I should stop him.
The bed sheet was pulled down even lower.
No. What I want...what I should do is grab his hand and put it to my breast.
The bedsheet was pulled back completely, and Candice felt the cool air hit her body, her nipples hardened and stood at attention.
Oh no, I'm already turned on, my nipples are so hard right now. And my pussy is already wetter than it has been all day.
"Oh, look at that. She's already naked for you." Brigit said and gave her nephew's flawless penis a few light strokes.
Simon walked to the very edge of the bed, his thighs were firmly pressed against the mattress, and there he began jerking off. Candice heard the sounds of slapping and patting and she was losing control. Her lips parted and she tilted her head back, she couldn't stop her knees from rubbing together, and muffled whimpers escaped her mouth every time she exhaled.
He's...pleasuring himself. He's jerking off to me. It's true, I do want him as bad as he wants me. I won't be satisfied by you just cumming on me though, I want you to fuck me, as hard as you can, right now. I won't stop you. You could have my body all to yourself. I'll wrap my soft tits around your stiff prick and give you a tit-job and blowjob at the same time. And then you can pour your naughty forbidden semen down my throat as much as you want.
Candice pretended to shift in her sleep, and she opened her legs wider, freely offering her pussy to her son.
Brigit softly walked up behind Simon, she squished her firm tits against his back and stroked his left nipple with her left hand, and she lowered her right hand all the way down to his balls and gave them a light squeeze.
"Oooo, these are sooooo full. Are they this heavy because of me? Or are you even more excited knowing you're about to dump a shit load of cum all over your unsuspecting mother?" Brigit said very softly in Simon's ear. He began to moan with each stroke. "Remember the very first time I let you cum on me? You plastered my face. Mmm, it was wonderful. There was so much, it dripped all over my body." Hearing this, Candice could no longer hold back her writhing. "Can you imagine it? Your innocent mother, waking up with a thick heavy load of jizz on her. What do you think she'll do? Do you think she'll scold you? Throw you out of the house? Or do you think she'll be happy? Happy that her son came thinking of her. I'll bet you anything she's been pleasuring herself thinking of you. And she's naked. I know my little sister, and she never sleeps naked." Candice tightly closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. "You know, you could be a slut for your mother too."
That thought had never occurred to Candice, she was ready to whore herself out to her son, but now she had different thoughts.
Oh yes. You could be a slut for mommy. If that's what you want, I'll make you drink my cum everyday. We'll be nude all the time and even have sex in public. And I'll worship your beautiful manhood and give you the best pleasure you've ever had with a woman.
Brigit continued her seductive whispering, "My sister is really pent up. Imagine all the slutty things she'll make you do. And I've seen your neighbors, nothing but milfs and cougars. I bet they could use a naughty little slut too. But you'll always be the biggest male slut for me, won't you? Every time I come around, I expect you to drop whatever you're doing, strip down, and make your mouth a permanent fixture on my wet, dripping pussy. Say yes to this. Say yes, that you'll be a complete and total slut for every woman who asks for it."
"Oh god, yes." Simon responded, and he was hardly quiet about it, but for good reason. Brigit gave his balls a tight squeeze, as best she could considering they were too big for her hand, That, in conjunction with agreeing to be a male slut for whomever requested, was an erotic thrill that sent Simon over the edge. His balls tightened and he bucked wildly into his own hand.
FAP FAP FAP FAP FAP.
"Ah ah ah!" Simon panted, unable to keep his voice down.
SLURK SLURK SLURK SLURK.
Candice could hear the climax build in her son's voice and she tightened her body. She heard the rhythm of his fapping increase, and the slurping sounds of his hands working his well-greased pole became louder.
This is it. He's seconds away from painting my body in a rich coat of thick semen. I could just pretend to be asleep. Pretend nothing happened tomorrow morning, and spend everyday masturbating to what could have been.
"Oooooooo. Mom. I'mgonnacum I'mgonnacum. I'mgonnacum. Hah! Hah! Hah!"
Or, I could be bold. With my son sporting a horse-sized cock, I could satisfy my neglected womanly needs to my heart's content. He could work my tits over with some rough play; make me gag on his shaft and pour fresh hot semen right into my stomach everyday. Mmm, I miss being able to demand cock at a moment's notice. I...I'm taking this cock...yes...for myself!
A slender hand reached out into the darkness and grabbed Simon's swelling cock at mid shaft. Simon's own hand bumped into it on an upward thrust. With one of Brigit's hands on his back, the other squeezing his swelling sack, Simon froze at the discovery of who grabbed him.
"Oh god! Mom! I'm so sorry. I..."
Simon would have liked to explain himself...somehow, he wanted to beg his mother to forgive him. Even Brigit was unsure and stepped away from her nephew. In his terror, his body seized up and delayed his impending orgasm by a mere second. That was just enough time for Candice to roll on her side towards her son, and yank his cannon towards her face. Simon's own hand slipped off as Candice slid her hand up to the flared mushroom head. She had just managed to secure her lips over the slit when the first salvo hit and her mouth was flooded with delicious cream.
SPLUUUURT!
Her cheeks inflated rapidly and her eyes bulged in surprise, the pressure built up so much that cum shot from the corners of her mouth and dripped down onto her chest and the bed. She secured both hands around his girth and felt his cum tube swell as another volley traveled through it.
GULP GULP GULP.
Candice tried to swallow her son's thick cream but his second load was coming too soon. Oh god, it's like trying to swallow an entire block of cream cheese in one go.
SPLUUUUURT!
Candice took her mouth off her son's penis, and used his spasming hose to give herself a complete facial. Globs poured over her tightly shut eyes, and dripped over her innocent motherly lips.
"M...mom! What are you doing? I...I can't hold it back!" Simon yelled out.
"Mmmmhmm hmmm mmmhmhm." Candice could only respond with moaning sounds to convey her pleasure.
GUUULP. Candice swallowed her remaining mouthful. GASP! "More! Give mommy more!" Candice returned her cum soaked lips to Simon's head, she opened her jaw wide, practically unhinging her jaw, to engulf Simon's cock and forced herself to take him in the back of her throat.
SPLUUUUURT!
Simon ejaculated his third load with such force that Candice didn't even have to work to swallow the volume. It slid down her moist throat with ease and sat in her stomach like a heavy shake. Candice then forced even more of Simon's penis into her esophagus; she was just a mere three inches from getting to the base.
"OH FUCK THAT'S TOO GOOD!" Simon's eyes were closed tightly and his face was contorted in pleasurable anguish. "I CAN FEEL YOUR THROAT MILKING MY COCK!" Simon screamed and grabbed a fistful of his mother's hair.
GIRGLE. SPLUURT!
Simon swelled again and shot a fourth helping into his cum drunk mother. Candice's eyes rolled all the way back in her head in bliss.
GLURK. GLURK. GLURK. GLURK.
Her resilient body eagerly accepted his offering, Candice purred as the thick sludge traveling downward warmed her entire throat and chest. Her abdomen had become distended as what felt like a half-gallon of jizz was deposited into her stomach. It was too much too fast, so Candice regretfully pulled away from Simon again.
SPLURT!
A final blast shot over Candice's shoulder and a thick ribbon of pure white landed on the pillows at the headboard. Candice released Simon's saliva coated cock and it remained in a semi-rigid state, never quite going flaccid completely. Their eyes had adjusted to the light, so Candice and Simon stared deeply into one another..
"Mom...I...I don't know what to say." Simon managed to speak despite being short of breath. "I don't know what came over me, you were...were...and you looked so..." Simon couldn't finish a coherent thought.
"Yes sweetie? Please, you can tell me anything. I love you so much." Candice consoled her son with a sweet and loving tone.
"You...you looked so beautiful...and innocent...and pure. And this afternoon was the first time I saw you in something...really sexy." Simon turned his head away, but Candice placed a hand on his chest to reassure him she wasn't going anywhere. "I wanted to do so many things to you. Terrible, and wonderful things." He looked back at his aunt, who couldn't keep her fingers out of her own pussy. "This started as a dare, but the truth is, I really wanted to do this."
"Oh my sweet son. If I'm being honest, I wanted this too. If I'm being really honest, I wanted you out on the patio. Mmm I had so many desires hit me so quickly this afternoon. I was going to ask if I could rub you down with sunblock. Then I would have 'accidentally' spilled it all over your incredible penis, and used that as an excuse to jerk you off."
"Haha, really? That sounds amazing. I had a similar thought myself. The way you were spilling out of your suit, I wanted to work my hands all over your tits...breasts, I mean." Simon wasn't exactly sure how he should be talking to his mother.
"Mmm, they're all yours now." Candice insisted, and squished her soft breasts between her arms.
Simon placed his right hand securely on the back of his mother's head, then cupped a breast in his left. His mother's breasts were very different from his aunt's, not better or worse, just different. His mother had large breasts herself, but they were incredibly smooth and her flesh felt comfortable in his hand like a full water balloon. Neither of them could contain their lust, and their lips locked together like two lovers who had been missing one another for months.
SLURP. SMACK SMACK.
Simon aggressively kneaded his mother's chest and was practically crushing her head between his hand and his lips. Candice whimpered as his grip became stronger, she savored her son's desire for her and it lifted her to new heights of arousal. She grabbed his sides and pulled him closer, which he took as a sign and pushed her back down onto the bed. He released his grip on his mother and held his body just above hers with his arms. Candice felt an intense heat radiating from Simon, it was like a pressure that held her in submission to her son's whim and that made her writhe and squirm beneath him. His cock had landed with a THUD on her sensitive body, and she rocked her pelvis slightly to grid her hardening clit against his slick member. Even his cock just resting on her excited Candice, she imagined how once inside her it must reach all the way to her stomach.
Simon's own sexual appetite for his mother was growing exponentially by the second. Each touch of her soft skin, the aroma of her quivering pussy, her high-pitched whimpers, everything was making his testicles work overtime. They churned and pulsed, and both Candice and Simon could feel them swell on their thighs as he pressed himself deeper into his mother.
"Well, I must say this went way better than I expected." Brigit finally spoke up. "While I would very much like to stay and find out how this turns out, I think I'm going to leave. So you two can finally...work out some pent up sexual frustration."
"Brigit, no. You...you can stay if you want." Candice didn't really want her to though.
"Oh my dear sister. I'm going to get some rest and nurse my own pounded pussy, but I'll be back in the morning though, while you're nursing yours." Brigit winked at the excited couple, then sashayed out of the bedroom.
***
In the dim red light, Candice looked up at her handsome son and saw a man who desired her, body and soul. His mouth hung open and drool had pooled on his bottom lip, which told her he was ready to devour her.
With lust in her voice, Candice commanded her son, "sweetie, please, don't hold back."
After that, all Simon heard was his heart pounding in his ears as an animalistic need to ravage every bit of his mother's wanting body took over. He grabbed his mother's hands, interlocking his fingers with hers, and held them high above her head. He pinned her legs down with his, trapping her beneath him, and powerfully ground his thickly veined pussy-pounder into Candice's leaking cunt. The veins scraped and scrubbed her very sensitive clit, and she bucked and squirmed as she was driven hard into the mattress.
Oh god, he's this powerful and he isn't even fucking me yet. He'll push us into the floor once he's inside me.
Simon locked his mouth tightly onto Candice's, his tongue had a mind of its own as it snaked its way past her lips and explored her throat.
SUCK SUCK SLURP SUCK.
Tasting the mixture of his own semen and her sweet saliva fueled him to be more aggressive than before. Simon squeezed her hands tightly and forced her legs open wider. In her excited state, her pussy shot out short streams that ricocheted off Simon's balls and soaked the bed. Feeling her liquid splash on him, he bucked and ground harder.
SLUUURP SMACK!
Simon released his mother's lips, but was not yet done tasting her body. He kissed her neck up and down both sides, and lightly sucked on her skin each time. A small amount of her sweat pulled at her clavicle, and Simon couldn't resist lapping it up. Each time Candice felt her son's tongue strike her body, her hips convulsed upwards practically crushing her dainty pussy even more against Simon's solid log. She felt her son work his way further down her body, and finally he latched his mouth onto her left breast, practically inhaling her soft malleable flesh. He released her hands, and moved slightly to the side, and worked her right breast aggressively with his left hand, while his right went directly for her spasming womanhood. Candice felt two fingers slid into her with ease, as if she had been gushing a constant stream of baby oil.
SHLURK SHLURK SHLURK.
His fingers curled back to find her g-spot, and once he found the pulsing area he was looking for, he concentrated on the movements of his fingers to bring his mother to orgasm. Each massage of his fingers on her insides produced another shot of Candice's sweet pussy juice.
PISH PISH PISH.
Simon's hand quickly became drenched which only furthered his assault on her body.
The satisfaction of having her son's mouth stimulating her breast, and his hands molesting her body was sending Candice over the edge. "HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! SIMON! SIMON! IT'S COMING! IT'S COMING! OH DEAR GOD, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE MOMMY CUM SO HARD!" Candice screamed and thrashed.
Simon quickly lowered himself and smothered his own face with Candice's vagina. She was already so wet, he couldn't wait to see what one of her orgasms was like. Her scent was intoxicating, and her taste addicting. And then suddenly, the walls of Candice's vagina vibrated and a torrent of sweet and salty fluid flushed his mouth, nose, and eyes. It was as if Simon was swimming at the beach, and only at the last moment did he realize a wave was about to break over his head.
GULP. GULP. GULP. COUGH COUGH. GULP. COUGH.
Simon swallowed mouthful after mouthful, but he was still overwhelmed by the sheer volume of pussy juice flooding into him. Simon, and the area of the bed beneath him, were completely soaked. Hearing her son cough a few times to collect some air, made Candice afraid, she was terrified at the prospect that Simon may have been angry, or even disgusted, by her excessive orgasm.
"Oh my god, sweetie. I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad." Tears started to form around Candice's eyes. "I'm so sorry." Sniff sob. "I don't know what came over me. This was a horrible thing to do to you." Sob. "I'll get you a towel before you leave."
However, Simon held his mother down tightly by wrapping his arms around her thighs and prevented her from going anywhere. "Mom...more. More! Oh my fucking god gimme more!"
"You..." Sniff. "...you're serious?" Candice asked, holding back more tears.
"Fuck yes! AH! AH! I...just wasn't ready before. I was expecting a little squirt or something, but fuck it. I'm good now." Simon stuck his strong tongue deep into his mother's hole, desperate to coax another climax.
Surprised, Candice pushed away from Simon and grabbed his head. Water wrung from his hair like a heavily soaked towel. "No sweetie...you're not upset? I mean...I almost killed you by drowning you with my cum?"
"What?" Simon was almost offended by her reaction. "What kind of question is that? Mom, this," Simon used his thumbs to spread the lips of her pussy wide open, "this is the pussy of my dreams. This is 'make-me-your-sex-slave' pussy. This is 'my-cock-is-so-hard-it-aches' pussy. And your taste, this is 'cum-dribbling-down-the-chin' addictive pussy."
As Simon spoke, Candice felt her body temperature spike, like she was in heat and desperately needed to be fucked. Only one other man became that aroused by her gushing cunt, and thankfully she was blessed with a son who was a carbon copy of her late husband.
Candice let go of Simon's head, but had a request for him. "Oh sweetie. Baby. You don't know just how happy you made me. If I had known you'd be this excited, I would have saved my bigger orgasms for you."
"Wait, you can squirt more than this?" Simon asked, astonished.
"Oh yes, but I've been squirting all day so I'm afraid I only have one more good one in me." Simon had stuck his tongue out a great deal to lap at her leaking slit, but Candice placed her hand on his head again. "Now, mommy's pussy is desperate for a hard cock. So sweetie, please, would you pound my snatch until we both have earth shattering orgasms?"
Simon never thought in a million years he'd have heard that phrase from a woman, let alone from his own mother in a billion. And, of course, she had to emphasize her desire with a cutesy high-pitched voice. Simon had turned into a sex-raging puppet for his mother, anything she asked, anything she desired, he would have done for her. No matter how raunchy, how lewd, or how embarrassing. He lifted himself up and slowly crawled up Candice's body, her liquid still dripping from his face and landed on her squirming body. He drug his heavy, monstrous, dick along his mother's sex stained bed and lifted his pelvis slightly before dropping the weight of his member straight down onto her abdomen with a loud THUD. A thick milky substance splattered across Candice when his cock landed on her, and it continued to spill out.
"Oh no sweetie! Did you cum already?"
Simon simply shook his head. "Nope. That's just precum."
"My god! There's so much of it. Look at it, it's just oozing out." Candice said in shock, she was also relieved that he had not cum prematurely, thus wasting a perfectly good erection.
Every time Simon flexed his penis, a weak stream of precum would shoot out and land further and further up Candice's body. She took her right hand and smeared the substance on her skin just below her breasts. He lowered his body and positioned the ballooning purple head just at his mother's opening.
"Are you ready to be fucked by your son?" Simon didn't normally talk like that, but he hadn't done anything normal in days.
"No, I'm not, but I want you to do it anyway. I want you to do everything you want before I start thinking straight again. Stuff me with your manhood, inflate my belly with your cum! Choke me! Pound me! Fucking ruin me son!" Candice yelled out as she bucked and rubbed her pussy lips on the giant head soon to invade her. She braced herself and had taken a very deep breath, eager to finally be penetrated, The head of his cock pressed into her, and she felt it was already wider than her slit could accommodate, she even felt her legs being pushed further apart, but her well-lubed lips easily gave way and soon her opening was sucking on the tip of her son's penis.
Then, POP! The head, and several inches, of Simon's member entered Candice's womanhood, and she already felt completely stuffed. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers dug into the fitted sheet, and she tried to take in even more air for fear of passing out.
"AAAAAAH."
Candice was thankful that her son fed his cock into her slowly, and one inch at a time. His father had made her a veteran of taking huge cocks, but she had been out of practice and had forgotten the feeling of being so completely full. When she had gotten used to his size, she was able to breathe normally and even propped herself up on her elbows to watch the beauty that was her son making love to her. Candice was amazed by the sheer size and girth of the monster entering her body. She felt the pulsing veins scrub and pull on her pussy walls and it repeatedly sent shivers up her spine.
GLURK.
Her eyes caught the sight of a bulge moving further and further up her body. She shifted and bucked, until she felt as if he were in her stomach.
"FUCK!" Drool and spit shot out of her mouth as Candice screamed. She arched her back and placed her hands on the headboard.
"Am I hurting you? Here, I'll pull out. I want to taste you again anyway." Simon reacted concerned.
"Don't you dare!" Candice quickly replied. "I...I...just haven't had it this good in a while." Pant. Pant. "Trust me sweetie, I plan on getting plenty of practice after this." She said, shooting the biggest grin at her son.
Simon continued penetrating his mother, but it took every ounce of willpower not to just piston in and out of her as violently as he wanted to. He held back, and focused on finally feeling the sensation of bottoming out inside a woman. Something he had yet to experience. And after a few more pushes, SPLURK! He was finally completely inside her.
GASP! "Jesus! I haven't felt my organs pushed this far up since I was pregnant with you!" Candice yelled out. "Just...just stay inside me son. Don't move. I want to savor this feeling as much as possible."
Simon wanted the same thing. Finally having the full length of his penis getting a complete massage by a warm and quivering pussy was indescribable. He had dreamt of this moment every time he had sex with a woman, but it had never come to fruition until copulating with his own mother. That forbidden fruit, yielded him the greatest pleasure.
After a few moments of their bodies locked tightly together, Candice's vaginal walls pulsed, and Simon felt a strange sucking sensation at the base of his cock, as if she somehow had a mouth down there as well, and it was too much pleasure for him.
"Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck. I'mgonnacumagain."
"AH! AH! AH! Me too sweetie. Whatever you do, don't pull out of mommy!" Candice pushed against the headboard and ground down harder onto her son.
"OH SHIT! I CAN'T TAKE IT! IT'S COMING! IT'S COMING! IT'S COMING!"
"YES BABY! I'M GOING TO CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK!"
The pressure had built up in Simon's balls, and soon his cum shoot was swelling as his seed made its escape. Candice shrieked when she felt him grow even thicker, "OH GOD, IT FEELS LIKE MY BODY IS RESHAPING TO YOUR MASSIVE COCK!" And that sudden shock made her explode for the final time.
PIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSHHHH!
A geyser shot upwards at Simon and coated his abs, his chest, it even splashed up into his face which he sloppily tried to collect in his mouth. "Yes! This is what I want! Cum in my face mom! Make me drink your pussy juice!"
SPLUUURT!
Simon's load finally reached the end of his cum tube and jettisoned from his rapidly expanding cock with such a force that Candice's abdomen swelled to an even greater size.
Combined with the thick load Simon previously deposited into her stomach, it looked as if Candice was several months pregnant. Her cunt quickly became so overstuffed with cock and semen, that Simon was forcefully pushed out of his mother's massaging quim.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
With a couple shots of jizz remaining in his shaft, Simon aimed his still rigid cock down at his mother and painted her chest in thick globulous ribbons of spunk.
***
Both of their sweaty, cum stained bodies, writhed together as they tried to catch their breath. Simon released his softening canon from his grip and rested it back on his mother's body.
"Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Damn. That was intense. Ooooooh that felt so good." Simon straightened himself up and basked in the lingering bliss of sharing an orgasm with his milf mother. "I...I...I've never had a woman take the entire thing before. That was...beyond incredible." Simon said in disbelief.
"I'm very proud of you, my son." Candice said softly. "Once...ah, ah, ah...once I get used to something this big again," Candice lightly stroked the sensitive expended phallus resting on her bloated belly, "I'll be able to do a lot more."
"Anything you want." Simon responded, beaming at his mother. "I am completely yours, whenever you want."
Candice grinned at her exhausted son and scooped up a large amount of semen, then she dropped a thick glob into her open mouth. Candice swirled it in her mouth and savored the flavor. Finally, her head fell back onto bed, and she looked up at her very loving son. "I have two gallons of Gatorade stored in the basement fridge. Could you please get them for me?"