She pulled the pink 'G spot' vibrator from between her pulsing lips. Her
large chest heaving as she tried to bring her breathing back under
control. Giggling she ran the still buzzing, wet toy across her large
brown nipples. In their erect state they almost caused her to have
another orgasm. She clamped her thighs shut tightly, but that only
seemed to make matters worse. God she was turned on this morning.
She switched off the toy, pausing to suck it into her mouth. Licking at
her juices and enjoying the taste, made her want to dally at her
self-pleasure even longer. She knew that she would not be able to play
for the next few days; she was far too noisy when she came and her son
was due back from college for the weekend. His room backed onto hers so
she would just have to abstain for a bit. She could handle that couldn't
she? "Ohh Sure I can," Lynn voiced, "Not." Feeling the way she did now,
she knew that would be a tough ask. A very tough task.
Her euphoria was no doubt due to eagerly wanting to see her son. He had
been away for a few months now and she missed him dearly. It just wasn't
the same not having him, or her daughter about the house. Her euphoric
moment was interrupted however, when she noticed the time. "Shit!" she
voiced to the empty room. Lynn had been playing for too long. She had to
be at the station to pick up Aaron in thirty minutes. No time for a
shower now. She would barely have time to throw on some clothes and
make-up!
As an organised woman, she had already picked her out-fit for the day,
she just needed her undies. She slipped the toy back into her underwear
draw and pulled out a matching bra and knicker set in pale pink. She
loved the colour, and liked the way the bra supported her ample breasts
whilst not being too visible beneath the summer dress. Slipping the
panties up her long legs and pulling them tight to her pussy, she was
very aware of how aroused she still was. And was equally worried that
her leaking pussy would leave a wet patch, not just in her knickers but
on her dress. However, it had taken her quite a while to pick this dress
out. She didn't have time to change now. She popped her arms through
the bra and loaded her breasts into it before securing the front clip.
Looking down at 'the girls', she smiled. They were a couple of assets
she had always been pleased with. She had been worried that childbirth
would change them. It had, they were fuller and firmer than ever, and as
an added bonus, her nipples were larger and far more sensitive. What a
result! Buttoning up the front of the summer dress, she starting at the
middle, leaving one or two buttons undone at the top, and at the bottom.
To better display her cleavage, and her long legs. She slipped on some
heels and checked the clock. "Shit, I'm gonna be late!"
Lynn dashed a brush through her wavy brown hair, no time to do anything
with it other than leave it loose. She delicately applied the minimal
make-up that she used these days. In truth, not really needing to use
any as her pale complexion was still that of a woman many years her
junior. Her glossy lips the only real splash of colour on her face.
Clattering down the stairs to the lower floor, she picked up the keys,
that she had dropped on the table the previous night and unlocked the
door to the garage, checking herself out in the mirror before closing
the door behind her and jumping into the car.
Lynn pressed the remote to raise the main up and over door. The sunlight
flooded into the garage causing Lynn to squint, until she slipped on
her sunglasses. Hitting the start button, she floored the zippy
automatic out into the early morning sun, heading in the direction of
the train station. The garage door slowly closing behind her.
Lynn sang along to the songs on the radio as she journeyed the 30
minutes to her destination. Some of the songs she knew, but most she did
not. Still that didn't stop her. Nothing could spoil her mood today. A
three-orgasm start, followed by her son home for the weekend. Things
could not be better. Parking the car, she hit the stop button and pulled
down her sun visor to give herself a last check in the mirror. All
looked better than good.
Opening the door, she slipped her legs out, noticing with a flash of
thigh that a couple of buttons on the dress had popped open. She tutted
to herself, remembering that this dress often did that, she was supposed
to sew up the holes a little to tighten them up, but had forgotten all
about it. Too late now. It was just her son anyway, who else was
looking? As she sat on the edge of the car seat, she did the buttons
back up, standing, she adjusted the dress, then casually brushed her
hand behind her, feeling if the dress was wet or not. "Got away with it
girl." She smiled, pleased that this mornings excitement was not fully
visible to all. But in some ways a little disappointed too. That
exhibitionist streak she had was just busting to get out.
She threw the door closed on the car and zapped the alarm, walking
quickly away. She was only a few minutes late, so Aaron wouldn't be too
mad with her. As she neared the entrance, she could see her tall young
man standing talking to a stranger. Both having dropped their bags on
the ground. They were laughing at something and it made Lynn stop and
admire how handsome her son looked. Tall, broad across the shoulders,
thin of waist. His wavy hair looking dishevelled. And his clothes, well
as with most men, they had been thrown on, were not co-ordinated, and
looked like they had not been pressed; ever. As she looked, she realised
the young men were checking out the talent. A few of the young ladies
seeming to respond favourably as they walked past. 'Yes', she thought to
herself, Aaron was all grown-up now.
"And what may I ask are you two men doing?" She said in a voice full of
mock severity. "I can see you checking out all these girls with their
short skirts, or perhaps belts, is a better description!"
"Mom!" Aaron span around and grabbed Lynn in a bear of a hug. Pausing to
kiss her fully on the lips. "Mom, its great to see you. You are looking
fantastic, have you dropped some weight, you don't need to answer I can
see you have? Now, let's not be too slutty aye." In his usual, full-on,
all out enthusiasm with life in general, Aaron chastised his mother for
having two buttons too many undone and revealing too much cleavage. He
did them up for her explaining, "We don't want to scare off Clarky now
do we?" He turned to the equally handsome young man beside him. "Mom,
this is Clark. I know I didn't mention about bringing him over, but as
'sis' is still at college, I knew we had room, and knew you wouldn't
mind?"
Lynn in a practised glance, appraised Clark. Very similar in build to
her son, his sun-bleached hair and bold blue eyes was a stunning
combination. He looked fit and in his prime. She found herself flushing
and brushed away her son's hands from her chest. "Hello Clark, forgive
my son, he's a prude! You are more than welcome to stay the weekend."
"Thanks Mrs. Walker, Aaron said you'd be cool."
"Come on then boys, let's get you home. I'm sure you could both use a shower and grab some breakfast."
The journey back was short and sweet. Aaron hardly stopping to breath
between conversation. Clark was equally excitable; Lynn could see why
the two of them had hit it off. As she moved to get back out of the car,
she could see that one of the buttons covering her breasts had popped
open again, obviously under the strain her full bust was putting on
them, and the two wayward buttons lower down had come undone again.
Clark was holding the door for her; Lynn could feel his young eyes
burning into her thighs as she revealed her shapely legs. She smiled
inwardly, pleased that despite all of the young girls both boys had been
looking at this morning, she still held enough appeal for Clark to want
to stare. "Why thank you Clark," she said rewarding him with a smile
and of course more of her cleavage than he had seen earlier. "A proper
gentleman, unlike some!" She pointedly looked across at Aaron.
"Sorry mom, hands were full with both bags."
Walking into the large family area, Arron dumped the bags on the couch.
"I'll show Clark, Kelly's room. Then I'll grab a shower first and Clark
can help you with the breakfast. Ok Clarky?"
"Sure thing, I'd love to help." Aaron disappear off and Clark turned to Lynn saying, what would you like me to do Mrs. Walker?"
"For starters," she said, bending down to get the frying pan out of the
cupboard, unaware that she popped open another button at chest height in
the process, "You will call me Lynn." As she stood, she had not noticed
that her cleavage had been revealed further; that was until she saw
where Clark was staring. The young man, full of testosterone, and the
lusts of youth, simply unable to break eye contact; seemed entranced. As
she put the pan down on the cooking hob, she reached up to secure the
button, but the demon that was her own libido and that exhibitionist
streak, stopped her.
Lynn's stomach was already churning and this radiated outwards, quickly
setting fire to her other erogenous zones. Her pussy began to tingle, it
had obviously not been satisfied with her 'play time' this morning and
needed more. She lent forwards, sustaining the move for longer than she
needed, grabbing the olive oil, at the same time giving Clark more to
dribble over.
Eventually she spoke to Clark, "Er, my face is up here Clark. Didn't
your mom ever tell you it is rude to stare?" Clark being caught in the
blatant act of ogling his best friend's mother's boobs cherried up
completely. "Sorry Mrs...sorry Lynn, I had something in my eye."
"More like two somethings young man," she teased. "If you could do the
toast, bread is there, butter in the fridge, toaster here. I'll get some
eggs, bacon, hash browns and beans on. You can keep an eye on the beans
for me too. That ok?"
"Sure Lynn," Clark replied, beginning to rub his eye. "Just got to get this thing out of my eye first."
'More likely trying to persuade his erection to go down', Lynn thought
to herself. But then thought, 'hark at me, thinking I am 'hot' enough to
give this young man an erection, after all the girls he must be having
sex with at college.' However, she knew that she could not resist having
a look anyway, just in case... She smiled to herself and walked quickly
around the counter to his side, so that he did not have chance to cover
up; "Do you want me to have a look at it for you?" She put emphasis on
the word 'it', purposefully.
"NO, no, it's fine now, but thank you." He got up and turned away from
her, but not quickly enough. Her eyes widened at the large bulge in his
pants. 'No wonder he was in a bit of discomfort, that thing looks
fucking huge!' Lynn stood open mouthed for a little too long,
contemplating both her pleasure at instigating the awakening of such a
monster, but also what she would like to do with it. And perhaps more
importantly how? One thing was for certain though, she had instigated an
erection in this young man, which meant he felt she was 'hot'.
Therefore, in her book and her current state of arousal, that was a
'green light'; there was no way he was going to leave at the end of the
weekend without emptying his sperm into and onto her. That was a
definite and if she was half the woman, she thought she was. It would be
more than once too! The 'big tease' was on.
Lynn felt sexually invigorated. Her esteem had quadrupled. And this
began to show. Her nipples were aching, she knew without looking that
they would be clearly visible through her bra and light summer dress.
Her stomach churned, her pussy was tingling so much, she would probably
come if she touched a finger to it. God this young man had her in a
state she had not been in for a while.
She tried to concentrate on the breakfast, as did Clark; both with their
own personal set of struggles. For Clark, he was happy that his long
shirt, which was untucked, covered his embarrassment, but for Lynn, his
hungry eyes upon her body, specifically her breasts was making things
hard, literally.
Within the somewhat tight confines of the kitchen, she bent down for
another pan for the beans, her firm buttocks contacting Clark on the
thigh. She turned and apologised, but then shortly afterwards she passed
behind him, her breasts gently rubbed against his back. "Sorry Clark,"
she said to him, her eyes revealing that she meant anything but.
Aaron saved the day by coming out of the bathroom in just a towel. He
was happy and confident with his body, and it was obvious that the two
boys were used to each other, as they were sharing a room at college.
Lynn admired her son even more. He had put on some muscle bulk since
leaving home and looked supremely fit and healthy in the bloom of his
youth. "Wow," Lynn said. You have been working out, haven't you?"
"Glad you noticed. Yeah, me and Clarky go to the gym on campus, oh I don't know, two or three times a week. That right Clarky?"
"Yeah, we are both the same body size, so can keep the weights on the
machines the same. Makes it a competitive thing between us, which keeps
the interest going."
"Well, not having seen what you look like Clark, I can only say that it
is certainly an improvement Aaron. You are looking really good."
"Thanks mom. Now how is that breakfast doing?"
"Doing fine and nearly ready, time for Clark to have a quickie if he
fancies it?" She looked meaningfully at Clark, not sure if he would get
the innuendo. He flushed so evidently did.
"I left some towels out for you man," said Aaron. "It's piping hot so be careful."
"I can hold off for a little while, but then I'll be ready with it."
Lynn knew she was being very close to the mark, but was enjoying her
teasing. Aaron appeared oblivious and was trawling through his phone.
"Er..." Clark did not know how to respond, so turned towards the
bathroom. "I will be quick."
Aaron grabbed a stool and went to sit down. "You having breakfast in just a towel now Aaron?"
"Got nothing to hide mom, you've seen it all before." He smiled completely unconcerned.
"Yes, I have, though not for some years. And not sure I want to see it
now and certainly not whilst I'm eating!" Lynn lied to them both. There
was something inside her that wanted to see what he now looked like,
though she would not admit it. 'Was he as large as Clark? Did they
compare cocks as well as their muscles? Did they work their tools out
together in foursomes with all the girls at college? Or maybe more than
foursomes?' She remembered back to her days at college.
Aaron just laughed at her. And carried on with his conversation. "Could
you grab some plates please dear? You know where they are?"
"Sure thing mom." As he swivelled from the stool, the inevitable
happened and his towel dropped to the floor. Due to his text
conversation with his current girlfriend, it was getting a little 'hot',
his cock was slightly less than flaccid. "Aaron really, put it away
will you!" Lynn's eyes had latched onto his cock immediately. Since she
had last seen it, which to be fair was probably in his early teens, it
had grown; phenomenally so. Lynn flushed with the realisation that she
was impressed and if she were honest with herself; excited by the sight
of her son's appendage. "Sorry mom. I'll grab some shorts after
breakfast." He wrapped the towel about himself and sat down, just as
Clark came out of the bathroom in the same shirt and slacks. Though the
shirt was undone, showing off his chiselled 'six pack' and his
tight-fitting slacks revealed to her well-practised eyes that he had not
put his underwear back on.
"Well done Clark, come sit down next to Aaron and eat."
Lynn knew that her fanny had been leaking vaginal juice pretty much
since she got up. And knew that her small panties must be sodden by now.
She decided that a quick change before sitting down was probably
prudent. So quickly excused herself before going to her bedroom and
changing. She had not been wrong. Her knickers were soaking. "Naughty
girl." She said to herself, picking out a fresh pair and putting them
on. As she walked past the bathroom, she threw them in the washing
basket, noting Aaron's dirty clothes on the floor. She returned to the
kitchen.
They talked about how they were getting on at college and about the
girls, the campus, rooms etc. All of which had gone over Lynn's head.
She had sat down in between the two boys and could not decide where to
allow her eyes to linger. Either way, she could think of nothing other
than her increasing excitement. It had taken over her whole being. Her
proposed abstinence would have to go out the window, because there was
no way she could not masturbate tonight. She needed to more than
anything. In fact, she wasn't certain she could make the day out!
"Mom, MOM!" Aaron broke Lynn from her private thoughts.
"Sorry Aaron, what were you saying?"
"I was saying that I need to meet Samantha at the mall. We haven't seen
each other for a bit and she wants to catch up. Would you mind keeping
Clarky company for a few hours?"
"Well of course not, but would he not prefer to tag along with you, maybe Samantha has a friend?"
"Sorry mom, not enough time to organise. But I promise I will only be a couple of hours. OK with you Clarky?"
"Sure buddy, no probs as I said before."
"Great!" He said, "I'll go grab some clothes and go, though perhaps I won't need them?!" He winked at Clark, who laughed.
"Er... I'm still here remember Aaron. I'm not sure I want to hear about your proposed debauchery!"
"You liar," he said laughing. "I bet you will be asking me all kinds of questions when I get back!"
"Off with you now!" Lynn said, laughing too. But before you go, clear up
your dirty clothes and put them in the washing basket. I'll give them a
wash later."
"Some of them are mine." Clark responded. "I'll do it, don't worry
Aaron." The boys walked off together and left Lynn to clear away the
breakfast things. As she finished up Aaron slid up behind her and gave
her a hug, kissing her on the neck. She shivered in response, her body
alive with endorphins, each nerve jangling, each hair follicle sensitive
to touch or motion. Her skin erupted in goose bumps. "Love you mom and
thanks." He held onto her a little longer and she found herself pushing
her bum into his groin. His phone a hard shape in his pocket,
reminiscent of an erection, was trapped between them. "You be good now."
"Always," he said. As he headed for the stairs, he grabbed his phone
from his back pocket and began to send a message as he went down them.
Lynn flushed again. 'His phone was in his back pocket, that would
mean...?' She left the thought there and made some coffee for Clark and
herself.
By the time the coffee was done, Clark had not materialised, so she went
down the corridor to look for him. Sticking her head into the bathroom,
she could see that he had picked up the washing and put it in the
basket. She went to Kelly's room and was about to push the door open
when she saw Clark's reflection in the wardrobe mirror. He was standing,
holding onto his phone, swiping at the screen with his thumb. But what
caught her attention and made her knees go weak, was he was naked. His
cock was semi-erect and could clearly be seen to be a monster, even at
this stage of its growth. As she held her breath, Lynn could see that he
had her wet panties in his hand. She was both shocked and excited at
the fact. He brought them up to his face and sniffed at her very private
of scents.
His cock pulsed and with each pulse it grew in girth and in length. The
circumcised appendage was soon at full strength, brought about by him
licking upon her wet knickers before putting them in his mouth and
sucking on them. Lynn put her hand to her mouth to stifle a moan. She
had spilt some of the coffee in her hand, such was the tremble racking
her body. Putting the cup down she quickly continued her voyeurism, not
wishing to miss anything. Clark, with his hand now free, grabbed hold of
his cock and started to wank himself. The eleven-inch weapon could have
taken both Lynn's hands, still leaving room for another, or for
something else? And it was thoughts of her doing the wanking that now
ran through her head as she watched unashamedly.
Clark moaned. He had obviously been turned on since breakfast. She knew
that she had instigated that and the thought made her want to touch
herself. But she knew that would give the game away, as she would orgasm
instantly and loudly; of that there was no doubt. She was safer
watching. Clark continued to wank upon his long shaft, his fingers every
now and then slowing at the head to apply more gentle titillation. He
slurped upon her panties noisily, and still flicked through his phone.
Lynn was sure he was looking at porn too. He started to moan softly; his
cock seemed even harder. She witnessed as a dribble of pre-come dropped
to the bedroom floor, as he removed her panties from his mouth and
wrapped them about his shiny plum shaped cock head. Wanking with more
urgency, his body suddenly convulsed.
He thrust forwards into his closed hand and into her wet panties. She
could see his come rising up along his pulsing shaft. On the third or
fourth ejaculation, she wasn't sure which, her knickers were obviously
full, for his come then spurted out onto the floor leaving thick sticky
globs. Lynn panted. She had never had an orgasm that had not been
physically induced by touch. But she was having one now. Both her hands
were clamped over her mouth in a vain attempt at stopping her moans. She
quickly moved away from the door and back down the corridor. Walking as
if in water. Her legs unsteady and unwilling to move. Her vaginal lips
rubbed against her, once more soaking panties, making things worse. She
hurried down the stairs trying to put as much space between her and
Clark.
By this stage her legs were jelly, she grasped the back of the large
couch and pushed her groin into the hardened back. "Ooooh Goddd. Ohhh
yesss. Oh, oh!" Lynn panted as the orgasm washed over her. It had been
the most intense she had had in a long time. "Oooohhh that boy has a
cock that I could use right now." Instead, she unbuttoned her dress to
her groin and pushing her wet panties to one side slid two fingers into
her dribbling cunt. "FUCK! OH FUCK!" She clamped her mouth again, not
wanting Clark to hear her mirrored in the self-pleasure that she had
recently witness.
She leaned further over the back of the couch so that she could almost
'ride' her hand when suddenly, she felt her dress being raised and laid
across her back. "I have thought of nothing more than this, ever since
Aaron sent me those photos of you. And it appears that watching me; no
don't deny it I could see you in the mirror too; it appears that
watching me has done this to you? Fair penance for what you have done to
me since I arrived. Now my time for reward I think." Clark tugged at
her panties, pulling them down to reveal her fingers deep inside her
pussy. He pulled them down her legs, lifting each foot in turn to fully
remove them. Then sniffing them, he put them on the back of the sofa.
Lynn, still bent over, looked behind her. "Clark?" She asked
questioningly. "What are you doing? Ohhh my God Clark, you are
enormous." Without ceremony Clark pushed the bulbous still come soaked
head of his cock, forward until it contacted the folds of her wet
valley. He held it there as it pulsed. "Clark? Clark, you cannot..." The
pulsing of his cock at the entrance to her vagina, breaking down any
false decorum.
"Oh, but I can. And what's more Lynn, I'm going to." He edged forwards,
his thick cock pushing her lips wide as his shaft entered her vaginal
canal. "I know that you want this as much as I do Lynn, so don't deny
it."
"Ooooohhhhh FuuuCK! Ohhh Clark, my God he feels huge."
Clark edged forwards, pushing his erection deep within her until he was
up to the hilt. Lynn had not had a real cock in a while, and certainly
not one as large, or as virile as this one, for even longer. Her juices
were already dripping to the floor in her arousal, and before she knew
it, another orgasm erupted within her. "Huhhh, ummm, oh yeah, fuck me
please. Fuck me with that fat cock of yours, oohhhhhhHH Clark. I'mmmm
cominnnnng huh, huh, huh." She panted as he thrust the air from her
lungs with each fucking motion. But he did not loose his seed. Instead
he pulled upon her shoulders, standing her upright, then before he span
her around he withdrew. Her eyes looked hungrily at his erection, slick
with her juices. She watched as the phallus of flesh bobbed before her
occasionally tapping her on the stomach.
With shaking hands, Clark undid the few remaining buttons on her dress
and let it fall to the couch. Then he kissed her fully on the lips as
he, with an experienced hand, popped the clip on her bra, allowing her
very large breasts to tumble out into his hands. "Oh Lynn. My God they
are beautiful, and the nipples!" He leant down and sucked the hard
erections, biting them to the very point of pain before release. "They
are better than I have fantasised about."
He knelt between her slightly open thighs and sticking out his tongue,
gently teased her clitoris. It was by this stage very prevalent within
her puffy folds. All of her nerve endings seemed to circumnavigate to
the one single part of her body. As his tongue contacted it, she came
again. She had long forgotten the pleasure that cunnilingus could give
her. "Oh Fuck. That is sooooo good! Oh, lick me, lick me. Ummm. God, I
want to suck that cock. I need it Clark, I need it in my mouth to taste,
it to taste your come. She shook as the volcano erupting within her
senses, took over her entire body.
Clark looked up to her smiling, his tongue still toying with her love
bud. "All things come, to she who comes." He sort of paraphrased.
Running his tongue along her cleft and into her vagina. Slurping upon
her copious juices. He pulled back, biting upon her swollen outer labia,
before putting his lips around her clitoris and sucking it into his
mouth, simulating a blow-job upon the large erection.
"OOhhh," she moaned again loudly. "What the fuck are you doing to me?
I... I...oh God I'm coming again!" Clark sucked and slurped, feeding on
her juices as she squirted into his mouth. He had reached up and grasped
a breast in each hand pinching the nipples mercilessly. "Ohhh Clark...
you certainly...know ..how to hit...my, ohhhhh, my button!" Her body was
shaking uncontrollably. Her breasts shook, her eyes were tightly
closed, as wave upon wave of true sexual release washed over her.
"My turn now," Clark said, grabbing Lynn about the hips and spinning her
over. He lined up his cock on her gapping cunt and drove in ruthlessly.
Lynn screamed. Her head buzzed and her vision blurred. The girth of his
weapon rasped upon her vaginal walls, his cock head touching her uterus
with each inward trust. Her mouth was dry, so she licked her lips.
Desperate to have his cock in her mouth, but not wanting to lose it from
her very needy pussy. As he pounded into her, she closed her eyes
again. Lost in the moment. Her body, her sex, completely taking over any
mental reasoning. This was basic human/animal instinct being served
here, and she cared not. Merely opened her mouth and screamed her
pleasure at being fucked by a real cock, not a poor facsimile.
With her lips parted, she felt the hot silken head push between them and
brush against her teeth. 'She must be delusional.' She thought, finally
getting to suck on a cock. Her lips closed around the rock-hard phallus
as it was slowly forced into her throat. She looked up to see Aaron
smiling down at her as he pushed inch after exquisite inch of his large
erection into her. Lynn could not stop this now even if she wanted to.
These two men were having their way with her, and she was loving every
fucking minute of it. Aaron leant forwards and grabbed hold of her
swinging pendulous breasts and caressed them gently.
"I've been wanting to see how good you were at cock sucking for a long
time mom. Ummm, all I can say is, I wish I had not wasted so much time
in doing it. Lynn could feel her son's cock begin to harden further. She
contracted her throat about his shaft and grabbed hold of his balls,
squeezing them, before slipping a finger into his anus. "Christ mon!"
Aaron ejaculated. Gout after gout of hot ejaculate squirted into her
stomach as Aaron pulled out his cock. Lynn grasped hold of the spurting
rod, slick with her saliva and wanked it dry. Come splatted on her face
and shot into her hair. She licked upon the glans catching the last few
glutinous strands and feeding them into her mouth. "Fuck mom, that was
one of the most intense blow-jobs I have ever had."
"You taste fantastic." Was all she could say. Clark had pulled out of
her cunt and stood beside Aaron. "Time for a change buddy?"
"You betcha!" Lynn wondered what she had let herself in for. But that
thought turned to one of pure and utter lust, as she looked at the two
equally sized cocks before her. Aaron then moved behind her and she felt
his hot cock, unimpeded by his first ejaculation, stretch open her cunt
lips and drive into her. Clark put his vaginal fluid-soaked cock onto
her lips and equally pushed his head passed those lips. Lynn's tongue
flicked along the long length as it entered her throat, as for the
second time she deep-throated a young virile cock, full of semen.
Clark throat fucked Lynn, who moaned loudly as she sucked and slurped,
occasionally gagging on the length and girth of his weapon. Her moans of
pleasure stifled by a throatful. Her pussy aching to be filled with
come. She wanted to feel it entering her womb as it spurted forth. She
didn't wait long. Clark came first. Panting his cock pulsed rapidly, it
was evident that he tried to hold on, waiting for Lynn to come, but her
slavering upon his cock was too delicious. He pulled out of her throat.
Her saliva in stringed rivulets from his cock to her lips, mixed with
some of his pre-come and some of Aaron's ejaculate. "Wank my cock my
little slut, wank me like your life depended on it."
"Of course..." Lynn panted as Aaron fucked her from behind, long
powerful stoke after long powerful stroke. "Hhuh, huh, ooohhh,
awwwwwaaahhh uugh, ughh, ooooohhh Aaron, this is so wrong, and yet...it
feels so good, it has to be right. Ohhh...GGGGODDDD!" She had grasped
Clark's cock in both hands and ran them expertly along its length.
Occasionally sucking the plum-shaped head back into her mouth. He
ejaculated without warning. Hitting Lynn fully across the mouth and
cheek. Some going as far as her ear before dropping to the sofa.
Opening her mouth, she caught the next two spurts and swallowed the hot
sticky nectar quickly. The next spurt shot over her head as she wanked
hard, landing on her back and tangling in her brown wavy hair. She
brushed her lips upon the opening to his urethra as the last few drops
of ejaculate sprang forth, dropping to her chin and the sofa. With Clark
done, she mopped up his come with her fingers and fed it into her
mouth, sucking on her fingers as her orgasm, approached. "Fuck me son,
oowwww, aaaaahhhh. Ohhhh fuck me! You are making your mommy come, oh
baby, how does that feel? Ooohh Aaron, AARON, yes YES! Come for me, let
me feel your come splash upon my womb. Fuck me like your whore. Fuck,
oooh FUCK...YES, YES..."
"UghHH!" Was all Aaron said, as his seed spurted forth, in hot stream
after hot stream, spraying deeply into her eager vagina. Lynn screamed
in her pleasure. Never before had she been so totally fucked. Never
before had she been abused by two cocks at once. And never before had
those cocks been of the size that she had inside her now. Being fucked
by her son, she realised, was the icing on the cake.
Aaron had pulled his still shooting cock out of Lynn's cunt and before
the last few shots of ejaculate left his cock; he pushed the lubricated
erection past her anal sphincter and into her arse. She felt his cock
pulse in release as he filled her arse with his come. The pain of such a
forced entry completing her final exhausting orgasm. The three fell on
the couch. Thoroughly spent. Lynn was covered in the boy's semen. It
dribbled onto her breasts, was in her hair, on her face and between her
cunt lips. She smiled to herself as Aaron said to Clark. "See, I told
you she would be one hell of a fuck, didn't I?"
"Yeah but I think she was better that we ever talked about. And ten times better than the pictures."
"Well I'm sure you can grab some more pictures now; mom will be more than happy. Then you can wank to those?"
"Pictures, what pictures?" Lynn looked at both boys.
"Well mom, you see Clarky is an art student, and well, I sent him some
pictures of you during hols, you know in your swimsuit, shorts and
stuff. Well Clarky is a dab hand at Photoshop see, and with my help has,
shall we say increased the erotic nature of the pictures."
"What do you mean Aaron, Clark?"
"Show her Clarky, show her your "wank bank."
Clark went and got his phone, coyly showing Lynn the photos. She
scrolled though picture upon picture of her in various poses naked. All
of the pictures she remembered being taken. All in which she had been
wearing clothes, but that clothing had been very cleverly removed by
Clark, to make it look like Lynn was naked when they were taken. She had
to admit they were very good and that she was looking quite 'hot' in
them.
"Wait a minute," she said catching on. "Were these what you were wanking to earlier? I thought it was porn."
"It is porn mom. His porn. Since seeing these pics, he has been begging
me to let him come home to see you. I think he just wanted to be able to
wank in the house at the same time you are here. Getting to fuck you
was a bonus aye Clarky?"
Clark grinned, "Fuck yeah!"
"You two arranged this...well I don't know what to say? As for bonus,
Clark already has two pairs of my wet panties to take back with him.
That should keep him going?"
"No, I don't think so mom, besides we still have tonight and tomorrow to
give you some more... attention, then we are off again in three months
for six weeks. Do you think you can handle that?"
"God help me," Lynn laughed. I will certainly do my best. I can't have
all of that delicious come going to waste, now can I?" They all joined
in with laughing. "Anyway, I need a shower, gotta look good for tonight,
I've got this really sexy lingerie..."
"Mom, you are so hot."
Aaron, Clark...now you put those things away...my God, I can't believe
you're getting stiff again! I'm gonna need a rest before tonight! With
that, she left the young men and their hard-ons to get ready for the
next session...
