Chapitre 1386: MAKING ENDS MEET
Let's start with the simple stuff. My name is Cory Atwood. OK, no it's not' it's really Corbin Atwood III. Wahoo; puff up like a peacock and strut around; yeah right. So let's just stick to Cory for now.
I'm twenty-four years old and two years out of college with a bachelor's in business administration. The company I had gotten a job in after college hired me into their Human Relations department at a whopping forty grand a year.
Not bad for a twenty-four year old; I made enough to finally get my ass out of my folks house; I had a pretty cute girl and a decent used car. All in all life wasn't too bad. That is until two and a half months ago.
When the distribution company I worked for got bought out, the new parent company decided a bit of the wonderful down-sizing was in order. I have news, when there are fewer personnel, they need less people IN personnel. Being the new kid on the block, I got my walking papers.
So here's a news flash for you, unemployment only pays eighty percent of base. At forty grand a year, I dropped over six hundred a month in income. That was almost my apartment rent, which meant a slow downward spiral until here I am about to lose my apartment, and my girl.
Oh I went the usual unemployment route of trying to find another job, but times aren't exactly jumping for my world. I needed a way to make it, or I was going to be crawling back to the folks, which is not exactly the best future for a finally independent alpha male. That was how I met Toby; he and I worked out at the clubhouse for the apartment complex together. With my prior work schedule I had never been there when Toby was; with all my free time I spent a lot of it on the treadmill and Nordic track, burning calories and frustration.
Toby was actually a decent guy; like me he was about six foot in height, packed about two hundred in muscle; we both had dark wavy hair and that young guy look that seemed to register on the female scale more than we recognized at first.
Look, I'm not trying to make myself into something I'm not. What I am is; six foot, two hundred pounds of fit male; packing an eight inch cock. What does that make me? Cougar material, let's face it.
It wasn't something I ever translated into income; that is until I met Toby. When we hung out at the gym a few times, I had commiserated about my finances, and how I was edging closer to that inevitable of swallowing my junior male pride and heading back home.
Toby had offered me a break out. He had mentioned he had an 'appointment' that he couldn't keep. Rather than take a hit on his colander, he offered if I wanted to fill in for him.
Being a male whore was not something I ever thought I would lower myself to. Yeah Toby preferred gigolo, but a whore is a whore. Look, it isn't the morals that stuck in my throat; it was more that I just wasn't into older women.
Toby was elated when I told him I could fill in for him if he needed. Having gotten the second late notice that morning gave the perfect motivation.
Toby had scribbled a name, address, time and date on a piece of paper for me. He said to wear my best suit, and show up. The woman's name was Marie and that was all I needed to know.
Marie was a fifty-six year old divorcee; about five foot six she packed in a few extra pounds, and was a bit heavy on the make-up. Not my speed, but I needed the cash. She took me to an art show where apparently she was one of the sponsors. Like a piece of eye candy she paraded me around hanging on her arm where we mingled with a lot of people both her age and mine. Let's be honest you ever feel like a prize steak at the local cookout? That was it, god I swore every woman there she knew eyed me nude not dressed.
On the limo ride back to her place I got the shock of my life, that lady sucked my cock like a damned vacuum cleaner. I painted the back of her throat in the less than ten minutes it took to ride back.
Once there, I pounded her jiggly ass for everything I was worth. By the time I left she had cum four times, and I had painted her pussy one more time.
OK I had to agree, the sex was not bad. Hell, it was damn good. She may not have been my 'type' but god could that lady fuck. When I glanced in the envelope she gave me, I almost shit myself. Ten fresh one hundred dollar bills winked back at me. A thousand dollars for what had been about five hours of time, and a hot piece of ass.
I was hooked, right there. I found Toby the next day and told him I was in. He had laughed his ass off at me, but seemed happy things had worked out.
Over the next month I worked two or three times a week. By the time the dust settled, I had caught up all my bills, paid off the car, and still had almost two grand in the bank. I had basically gone from a forty hour work week at forty grand a year, to a tenty hour work week at over a hundred grand a year.
No, I didn't tell my girlfriend or my folks about my new job. They thought I had found another job at some other start-up company as their assistant personnel director. Like I was going to go in and say 'Oh hey mom and dad, I'm a gigolo.'
Some of the women I worked for were divorced, others widowed. Yeah, there were some married ones; but their personal life was not my business. Their pleasure was. Some took me out and showed me off, while others met me at the door damn near nude and fucked my brains out.
Honestly it didn't matter to me, it was their quarter and as long as they were smiling when I left, that was what DID matter. Even if it was the, I had the shit fuck out of me smile.
Some of the women were actually pretty hot. There was one that I had worked with twice now, her name was Gail. She was a fifty-five year old business woman. Her old man was in his late sixties, and his pecker just didn't do the job I guess.
Gail was pretty fit for her age, and had a set of tits to fucking die for. Watching those 38DD's bounce while she rode my pony was enough to keep my dick hard all night.
It was Gail and my lack of transparency at home about my new job; that put me where I am right now; sitting in my car in the driveway of a very familiar house trying to decide what to do next.
The name listed was Sharon and the address had seemed vaguely familiar; but I had ignored that little voice in the back of my head. Only, I couldn't ignore the voice screaming at me as I sat staring at my aunt and uncles out. Was Sharon really my Aunt Charlene? Holy shit, I thought.
My Aunt Charlene; like my father, her bother Ben, had followed grandpa into the lawyer business. Between the three of them they had built a practice that was one of the top in the city. She had a shit load of money, that I knew. That she was a frustrated wife, I didn't know.
I had the urge to start the car and head out, call Toby and tell him the deal was off. Looking at my watch I had five minutes until connection time, fuck it was way too late to bail out now.
I headed out of the car and to the door. Taking a deep breath, I rang the bell and waited.
"Cory, what are you doing here?" the lilting voice of my aunt. She looked around me into the driveway nervously. Yeah, she was expecting someone all right.
For the first time I took a look at my Aunt Charlene, and I have to say what I saw put a chub in my pressed slacks. She had on a sleek red cocktail dress that showed off some damned fine tanned legs, and it clung to her full hips like a second skin. She had just the right amount of make-up, to highlight her eyes and take away what fifty-five years had aged on her.
Like any male my age, it was the tits that got my attention, and damn was hers a pair. Full, round, they had to be at least a 36 if not a 38, with enough cleavage showing at the top of her dress to make your mouth water. There was no bra either, that I was damn sure of by the twin bullets that were staring back at me.
I took a breath, and figured might as well hit this for what it was worth. I said the only two words I could think of.
"Hello...Sharon." My voice hit her like a brick wall.
"Oh God no" Aunt Charlene whispered, as her eyes grew wide in fear. "You can't be..." she barely whispered out.
Toby had been with 'Sharon' before. When we traded jobs we liked to give each other hints or tips about a client that would earn us extra points. Extra points often translated into extra cash. Toby had said that Sharon was a bit on the submissive side; a powerful woman who liked to be man handled, if you could say it that way. I figured time to put those tips to work for me.
"May I come in?" I asked, stepping through the doorway before she could answer.
Aunt Charlene released the door handle and stepped to the side mutely. I turned and closed the door, now facing her, with her back almost to the wall beside the now closed door.
"I take it Uncle Eric is out of town...again." I smiled at her.
"Oh God Cory...no" she whispered.
I could see her body tremble as she fought to find words, I had the upper hand and intended to keep it. I stepped closer, watching her edge back to the wall.
"Is there a problem...Sharon." My voice began deepening for effect. "You are expecting me?" I asked softly.
"Yes, I mean no." Aunt Charlene choked out. "It can't be...oh my God." She almost moaned.
"You look beautiful tonight Sharon." I whispered; and damn she really did.
I looked down at the twin hard nubs poking through her dress. My hand came up and lightly brushed over one rubbery point. Yep, they were hard as a rock and no bra.
Most of the clients who didn't have a "show me off" on their schedule usually showed up at the door dressed and ready for business. Or should I say undressed and ready for business. Aunt Charlene was no different.
"Oh Goddddd" Charlene shuddered at the sudden stimulation. "We can't...you're my...oh shit." She moaned as I cupped her full breast.
"We can't what?" I whispered softly. "We can't kiss?" I lowered my head and molded my lips to hers.
While her voice may have been claiming no, her body was primed and ready. Her tongue dueled with mine as we both moaned into the others mouths.
I pulled my lips away and saw the smoldering lust in her eyes. She was almost there, beyond stopping. I pressed harder. I was moving fast, faster than I normally would. I wanted to keep myself from chickening out, but I wanted to also keep her off balance. It seemed to be working as I lowered my other hand to find the hem of her short dress.
"Or did you mean, we can't?" I left the rest hanging in the air between us as I slid my hand under them hem. My fingers started slowly tracing along her inner thigh.
"Oh Jesus...Oh God..." Charlene gasped as her eyes grew even wider. "Cory...no...we can't..."
Her voice ended in a gurgle as my fingers dragged over her swollen fat lips. Her light pubic hair pressed against my palm as I swiped over her swollen clit. No panties, and soaked I realized.
"You're my client Sharon" my voice filled her ear. "I can do whatever makes you feel good."
Before she could answer, I slide my finger between her wet lips and up into her hot tunnel. I heard her groan as her hips bucked against my hand; she was quickly losing the battle I knew.
"Oh fuck...ohhhhh" she moaned.
"You like that...Sharon." I rumbled at her. "You like your nephew fingering you wet pussy?"
"Nnnghhhhhhhhhhhhh" was all my aunt could get out as her knees threatened to buckle.
I stared into her eyes watching the smolder rise into a burning flame as the fire built in her belly. Toby had been right, my sweet Aunt Charlene, was a closet slut.
"I'm going to eat your cunt Charlene" I whispered, watching her eyes grow huge again. "I'm going to suck your cum out of that hot twat." I told her.
"No...oh God no Cory..." she tried to mumble back.
It was too little too late, I was already sliding down her body while she was leaning against the wall. I quickly jerked the hem of her tight dress up until it slid over her hips. I could see the glistening between her thighs where my finger had spread her already flowing juices.
Even as I started moving my face closer, I felt her hands come to rest on my shoulders. There was no effort to push me back as I closed with her wet sex. She was mine and I knew it. For some reason that thought sent a shiver of lust down my spine.
"Nice cunt Aunt Charlene" I mumbled, and then my mouth clopsed over her.
"Corryyyyyyyyyyyyy" Charlene wailed as my tongue drove between her fat lips.
I felt her body buck as I probed inside her steaming pussy, god she tasted good. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I hummed my approval, sending a vibration through her pelvis. Her large foyer echoed with the slurping noises as I sucked her hot juices into my mouth.
"You shouldn't be...oh fuck that's good..." Charlene moaned as I devoured her. "Eat me you bastard...oh god noooo" she kept floating back and forth.
I pushed my tongue in and out, fucking her with my mouth, while her hips ground against my face, her ass pressed into the wall behind her. My job was to give this mature woman the pleasure her husband wouldn't, and I planned to do just that. Pulling my tongue free, I wrapped my lips around her throbbing clit and sucked it in.
"NNnnnaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Charlene wailed as I sucked her hard bud in, nipping it gently with my teeth.
I used every technique I had learned in the last month or so to push her to the edge. I sucked her clit, and then lashed it with the tip of my tongue. As her body vibrated against my face, I reached up and rammed two thick fingers deep inside her.
"Pervert...you sick fucking pervert..." Aunt Charlene gasped. "You're going to make your aunt cum; don't you dare fucking stop." I heard her voice above me.
Her hands lifted from my shoulders and wrapped around my head. Her fingers wrapping in my hair as she humped violently against my face. I just increased my attack on her clit as she climbed rapidly.
"Oh fuck...here it comes." She grunted. "Oh my God...I can't believe..." then a piercing scream filled the foyer as her body convulsed.
"CUMMMINNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" Aunt Charlene screamed, as a flood of hot juices poured into my mouth. Hot sucking mixed with my swallowing as I drank her nectar.
I could feel her convulsing body slowly easing down as her cream covered my face. With a last swipe at her sensitive clit, I rose back to my feet to face her. Preliminaries were over, now for the main act. I would have loved to see this woman kneeling in front of me, my hard cock shoved down her throat, but I didn't want to give her the chance to take control.
With a violent twist, I flipped her around and bent her at the waist. With a slap her hands shot out and braced against the wall, causing her bare ass to jut out facing me. Popping open the front of my slacks, I freed all eight inches of my now steel hard cock.
Gripping the shaft, I looked down to aim as I prepared to fuck my aunt. I had to admit, the view was pretty damned good.
"Nice ass" I grated as I drove my hips forward.
A wet squelch signaled my cock sliding deep inside her quivering pussy. The scream that once again echoed off the foyer walls gave evidence of her pleasure. Job accomplished I almost smirked.
"Yesssssssssssssssssssss" Aunt Charlene wailed as she surrendered herself to me. "Fuck me...fuck me..." she chanted as she shoved her ass back harder, impaling herself on my cock.
Not one to refuse a client, I gripped the fleshy folds of her hips and began to pump into her. My heavy balls were swinging under her until they slapped her dripping pussy.
"Is that what you want?" I grunted. "Having your nephew FUCK you?" I pushed her.
"No...yes...oh God yes..." she grunted between strokes. "Fuck me baby, fuck your sick aunt." She gasped.
"You're not sick Aunt Charlene" my thick voice hot in her ear. "A slut yes, but not sick" I chuckled.
"My own nephew...fucking me." She groaned. "I'm such a slut...God help me." She almost cried.
Even as the perversion swept over her, it came with her orgasm as her body shuddered against mine. I could feel her walls rippling as hot pussy cream pulsed out around my cock. I didn't slow down or let up as I continued to pound into her. The sound of wet slapping now filling the room as my hips bounced off hers.
I could feel my balls starting to tighten as my own orgasm approached. In this business Toby had been insistent to always warn a client when you were going to cum, let them decide what was safe and what wasn't. We made a point of only wearing a rubber if the client wanted one; otherwise they got the full natural treatment.
The fact I was buried to the hilt bareback in my own aunt, brought that reality home. I reached up and gripped a fist full of my aunt's greying hair, pulling her head back.
"I'm going to cum, I grunted in her ear. "Where...tell me slut." I growled at her.
"IN me, please god" Charlene panted, even as her spit clung to her chin. "Fill me you fucking stud." She gasped.
I didn't answer, instead just shoving my hips as hard into her ass as I could, my cock now totally buried inside her. I felt my thick shaft pulse against her walls as my hot seed poured into her mature cunt.
"Take it you slut" I grunted as a second pulse coursed through my loins.
Aunt Charlene could only gurgle and moan as her body convulsed for what had to be the fourth or fifth time that evening. Our fluids were mixing deep inside her belly, and then oozing out around my buried cock.
Slowly I pulled my softening dick out of her, as the wet sucking noise confirmed the obscenity of what had just happened. Aunt Charlene stared down as a glob of white cream dripped out of her, landing in a puddle on the floor between her spread feet.
"My purse" she gasped, waving a weak hand across the room.
I stepped over and picked up the familiar Gucci hand bag my aunt always carried with her. She held the bag in a weak grip as she leaned her shaking body against the wall. While she dug inside I snapped my slacks, tucking my cum soaked cock away.
"Here" she handed me a white envelope.
"Aunt Charlene, you don't..." I started to say.
"Shut up" she barked back. Her eyes locked to mine "business is business." She quoted. Then, a lot of wonder filled her eyes. "Besides" she whispered. "I haven't been fucked that good in decades" her voice soft. "Thank you."
Silently I took the envelope, and bowed slightly. Without a word I slipped out the door and headed to my car. Glancing into the envelope I almost shit as I saw not the usual ten, but fifteen crisp one hundred dollar bills.
I had just had one of the hottest fucks of my life, and I got paid to do it. Life wasn't so bad after all. With a spring in my step I headed to the car and back to my apartment.
Not quite three weeks later I was having dinner at mom and dads. Dad was commenting how my new job seemed to be fitting me so well. I heard a soft choking sound and looked up at Aunt Charlene as she held a napkin to her face.
"You OK?" Uncle Eric asked her.
"Yes" she glanced at me, her eyes glowing. "I just swallowed too soon."
Dad and Aunt Charlene resumed talking about an upcoming case they were both working on. When Uncle Eric mentioned he would be heading to New York for a possible merger acquisition for his company, I saw Aunt Charlene's eyes take on a different light.
When mom mentioned spending the Saturday evening together, Aunt Charlene reached out and sipped her wine.
"That sounds delightful" she told my mother. "I have an appointment earlier in the evening, but perhaps afterwards" she smiled.
I thought of the small note Toby had given me earlier today at the gym, and his light hearted comment. This time I was being requested, he had told me. He said I must have made quite the impression on Sharon, and I had just laughed.
MY perverted Aunt planned to have me come over and stuff her needy pussy, and then sit with my mother while my hot seed dripped out of her. Jesus this woman was hot, I thought.Sure enough, two days later I found myself walking through Aunt Charlene's front door at four in the afternoon. This time she had greeted me in a thin silk robe. As she led me from the foyer and up the stairs, I could even see the crack of her ass through the thin material.
At least this time we were going to make it to a bed, I thought. I hesitated for only a second, before following her into her master bedroom. This perverted woman was not only going to fuck her gigolo, she was going to do it on her marital bed, I realized.
"You do know how sick this is?" Aunt Charlene whispered. "Fucking your own relative" She said to me.
"Maybe" I said as I unbuttoned and removed my shirt. "But it's also hot as hell." I said as I unsnapped my slacks.
"God I love your cock" Aunt Charlene moaned as my half hard dick came into view. She looked up at me as she slid the thin gown off. "Ready to give that thing a full work out?" she asked.
"Ready for the fucking of your life" I stepped closer to her.
"God yessss" she hissed. "
"Which hole first?" I smiled as I pushed her back onto the bed.
"Does it matter?" Aunt Charlene grunted as she sat on the edge of the bed. "They're all yours any way." She said softly.
"Then suck it slut" I said hoarsely, stepping between her spread thighs. My cock was now pointing straight at her half open mouth.
"Yes sir" my domineering aunt whispered, as her mouth glided over the swollen head of my cock.
For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, I learned what a real blow job was like, as this woman all but vacumned my seed right out of my balls. She brought me to the edge, only to back off two or three times, until I couldn't stand it anymore. As her hot mouth slid over my aching shaft one more time, I reached down and gripped her grey locks, taking command.
"Fuck yeah" I grunted as I pushed my cock deeper. "Suck it Aunt Charlene." I told her.
I watched as her eyes fluttered in response to my words. I had guessed right, that the added perversion of this being incest drove her insane. My hips began to pump as I fucked her tight mouth.
"That's it, suck your nephew you perverted slut" I moaned down at her. "Come on, suck that hot cum right out of my balls Aunt Charlene" I told her.
I heard her mewl as I fucked her sucking mouth. Her eyes watered when I drove deeper, and I could hear her gag on my length. Yet, she didn't slow her attack one bit on my pulsing cock.
"Oh fuck yeas" I moaned. "Drink my incestuous seed" I told her. "I'm going to dump my hot load right down your throat." I grunted.
"Gluuuk" was her only response as I drove even deeper.
"Oh fuck, here it is." I panted. I felt my balls contract, and then my cock jerk inside her mouth.
"That's it auntie" I groaned. "Drink your little nephew like a good slut."
"Nnnngggggg" Aunt Charlene moaned as the first rope filled her thirsty mouth. I looked down and watched her shudder through a mini orgasm as she swallowed my thick cream.
By the time the second and then third rope pumped into her clutching throat, it was more than she could swallow at one time. I watched as a trickle of my sticky cum slid out of the corner of her mouth and coated her chin.
By the time I pulled her face free, not only was her belly filled with my seed, but half of her face was coated in the thick slime. She sat and stared at my cock as it bobbed in front of her.
"Jesus" she whispered. "You're still hard" she said in wonder. "Come here" she almost growled.
Tugging and pulling, she guided me onto my back on the bed beside her. Throwing one meaty thigh over me, she reached down and gripped my hard cock.
"I want to ride this beautiful cock" Aunt Charlene husked. I felt her velvet heat wrap around me as she started sliding down. "I am going to fuck you until you fill my horny twat" she gasped. "When you fill my cunt with cum, then I want you to shove this thing so deep in my ass, I scream." She groaned in total lust.
Having just blown one load, I knew I now had the staying power to make this last, and I intended to give her every stroke she desired. My hands gripped her fleshy thighs as I pumped up into her. I could feel her juices flowing as they coated my balls under her slapping ass.
I still couldn't get over it; my aunt the respected business woman, a slave to hard young dick. But then who was I to argue, here I was with a four year college degree and I was making a living humping lonely old pussies; and it was one hell of a living too.
It made me wonder how many other women there were like Aunt Charlene, all those stuffy bitches at the dinners and charities she went to. For some reason, that train of thought led right straight to my mother. Like Aunt Charlene she was often at the social center for the city. With Grandpa now gone, dad was the senior partner for the family law firm, and that put mom in the driver's seat for many of the functions.
Let's face it, what guy at some time hasn't had the hots for his own mother. Odeipus was right, we all wanted to bang our mother at some time or another, it was just most of us out grew that phase.
While time had been kind to Aunt Charlene, it had stood still for mom since about thirty. Now, as she approached her fiftieth birthday, those 36D's of hers stood as proud as ever on her chest, while her tight ass could fill out a bikini until you drooled. The woman I saw parading around our pool was nothing to the woman dressed to the max for the annual Christmas party, where every male there had a constant hard on around her, including me.
The thought of my mother kneeling like a street whore to suck my cock, sent a bolt straight from my balls to my brain, short circuiting everything along the way. With a roar I flipped us over on the bed, taking charge as I tossed my aunt onto her belly beside me. Quickly kneeling behind her, I grabbed her fleshy hips and pulled her ass high into the air.
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" Charlene screamed as I rammed my hard dick back into her, mounting her from behind.
"Fuck me...own me...OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDD" she wailed as I pounded into her with vengeance.
I stared down at her as I watched my cum slick cock drive in and out, putting every ounce of strength into it I had, making the cheeks of her ass shake with every thrust.
I saw her tight brown ring wink at me between strokes as her ass cheeks separated. Almost beyond reason myself; I sucked my thumb, coating it in my saliva.
Then, just as I slammed back in, I jammed my fat thumb through her tight ring and deep into her ass.
"OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDD" Aunt Charlene screamed as I took command of both holes. "Use my cunt...us my ass" she blubbered as she convulsed through another orgasm.
Rising up on her arms she stared back at me with burning eyes. "Rape me you fucking bastard" she growled.
"Can't rape the willing slut" I grunted back between strokes.
"Ngggg...GHHAAAAAA" Aunt Charlene's voice climbed to a crescendo as another wave ripped through her.
I could feel the weight in my balls growing, and I knew I wouldn't last long. I wanted to give her what she had all but begged for earlier. With an obscene plop I pulled my pulsing cock free of her pussy, hearing the splatter of her juices as they poured out to soak the sheets under her. The same sheets she and Uncle Eric slept in.
Aiming my hips slightly higher, I pushed forward, feeling the tight ring of her ass push back against the engorged head of my cock. With a grunt I drove into her, my slick cock sliding deep into her bowels.
Aunt Charlene's head snapped up, her mouth hanging open slack as my thick cock dilated the walls of her tight bowels. I saw her eyes were rolled back showing only whites as spit dripped from her chin.
Not really into anal as much as some; I don't know if it was thoughts of mom, or the just the heat of the moment, I began pounding into her defenseless ass.
"Fuck my ass...fuck my ass" she chanted as she slammed her ass back against me. "Oh shit...I'm cumminnggggggggggggg" she moaned as a tidal wave broke loose in her belly.
The whole thing was too much, I felt my balls suddenly hit critical and then release deep in her ass. I poured what felt like an endless stream of hot cum into my aunts clutching ass. All the while she mewled and moaned into the sheets as she dropped her head to the bed, her ass jutting back to take my hot load. We shook and shuddered through a shared orgasm, as I filled her wanton body with my seed.
With a satisfied sigh, she began to ease off me, until I came free of her tight ass with a loud pop. Collapsing onto the bed, she waved a weak hand at the envelope sitting on the bedside stand.
Climbing off the bed I retrieved my jeans and shirt, stuffing my now limp cock into place as I zipped up. I picked up the envelope, hearing my aunt's weak voice.
"What the hell was THAT about?" she asked in wonder. "God I have never been fucked like that in my entire life" she sighed.
I slid the envelope into my back pocket without even checking it. I looked down at my aunt sprawled across her bed covered in sweat and my cum, I could still feel a twinge in my cock at the sight.
"I thought of mom" I said simply, then turned and headed for the stairs and the front door. Out in the hall I heard I heard my aunt give a chuckle.
"Lucky bitch" I heard her say as I headed for my car.
For the next five weeks I continued to build my savings account. Toby quickly found out I had a taste for the kinky, so he tended to shuttle the "weirder" ones to me, as he put it.
One client had me show up at her house at 2am, and had me fuck her on the couch in the living room while her husband slept upstairs. Another had me meet at a beach house, and fuck her senseless while her middle aged daughter fingered herself less than ten feet from us.
All in all it was a profitable five weeks as I had a client at least twice every week if not three. For the first time in my life I actually had enough money to get my mother the kind of birthday present I wanted.
A trip to the jeweler downtown, a perfect golden locket picked. I had a miniature photo of myself when I was about five mounted inside, and the words 'always your son' engraved inside the pop open lid. Mom wasn't big on the emotional stuff that I remembered, but this was something I had wanted to do for years but could never afford.
My only regret during that whole time was I never hooked up with 'Sharon' again. No, I never told Toby who she really was. I figured that was something best kept between Aunt Charlene and me.
I knew that Uncle Eric had stayed pretty close to home, so figured that was probably why. Still, I missed that wet old pussy of hers and her perverted ways.
So on week six when I got the note from Toby that Sharon wanted to hire me again I could barely contain my excitement. Though it did seem odd since I knew Uncle Eric was still around. It didn't get better when Toby handed me the slip of paper. Instead of her usual address, it had the room number of the Savoy Hotel downtown.
Maybe she has the hots and with Uncle Eric around it made it easier, I thought. I was glad Aunt Charlene had asked for Friday night, in two days. Saturday was mom's big fiftieth birthday bash and everyone would be there.
Friday night I made fast tracks to the Savoy. I knew the hotel fairly well since I had met a few clients there before. I nodded at the desk clerk as I headed through the lobby and into the elevator. Room 7733 meant the seventh floor so I stood and watched the numbers pass until the doors slid silently open. Walking down the hall I straightened my shirt as I checked the room numbers.
Here it was I double checked the note, always good to be sure I had learned after almost walking into the wrong room once. Yep 7733, I turned the knob and stepped into the luxurious room.
I found myself standing alone in the front room of the suite. A set of patio doors on one side led to the balcony, while a smaller door on the opposite side must lead to the bedroom.
I saw a bottle of iced champagne on the table with two glasses filled, damn she was going all out this time, I almost chuckled. I leaned down to pick up one glass, as the door to the bedroom opened, turning, I literally froze in my tracks half bent over.
"Cory?" the figure froze in the doorway. "What are you...oh Jesus no." she whispered.
"Mom?" I could barely whisper back. The vision before me was like something out of my hottest wet dream.
My mother stood silhouetted in the door wearing nothing but a lace bra and matching panties and hose. The bright red push up bra had the globes of her breasts almost spilling out, while the frill of the lace just barely covered her dark areoles. The slight swell of her belly did nothing to detract from the physical beauty she emanated, while the all but transparent red laced panties hugged her hips, the cloth tight over bare protruding lips. Jesus, she shaves, was the only thought that came to my blank mind.
"Close your mouth" my mother automatically said. "Oh God you shouldn't be looking at your mother like that." She whispered. I could see the shock and horror in her eyes. One of her hands tried vainly to cover her full breasts, while the other dropped to between her thighs.
"A little late to be covering now" I choked out. God, just the sight of her sent a huge surge through my cock, and I could feel myself thickening, pressing out against my slacks.
"Oh my God" mom visibly shook. "You're getting hard." Her eyes riveted to my crotch.
"Do you blame me?" I asked. "Jesus mom, you're fucking hot." I told her.
"Cory!" mom exclaimed. "You can't...oh God...Charlene said..." then her eyes grew wide. "Oh my God" she whispered. "You...and Charlene..." she couldn't finish the statement.
"First of all" I straightened up. "I don't talk about other clients" I said softly. I could see mom's eyes widen more as I acknowledged that Aunt Charlene and I had in fact been together. "Second, what is this, a birthday gift?" I asked her.
"Yes" mom gasped back. "Charlene wanted...I mean I haven't...oh God" she almost broke down.
So Aunt Charlene, bless her heart, had handed my sexually deprived mother to me on a silver platter. God I wanted this woman, I realized. Fuck getting paid; just the thought of having her brought my dick to full attention.
"How long has it been?" I asked; as I slowly advanced towards her.
"Cory...don't..." mom started to back away, I followed her through the door into the bedroom.
"How long" I pressed. "Tell me." I told her.
"Cory...you can't ask..." then her eyes locked on the bulge in my slacks. "Oh God" she moaned.
"How...long" I said each word firmly. By now mom had backed herself up until her legs bumped against the edge of the bed. God, she had even pulled the covers away anticipating, I saw.
"Over a year" mom finally groaned back.
"Mrs. Atwood" I said as I placed my hands on her shoulders. "Your husband is an ass." I said softly.
My hands pressed down, the weight forcing my mother to slowly sit on the edge of the bed. There wasn't a lot of fight in her stunned body by this point. Time to take command, I figured.
"Cory, what are you doing" she asked in a hushed voice as I unsnapped my slacks and lowered the zipper.
"What I was hired to do" I answered as I slid my slacks down. "Bring you pleasure." I watched her face as my cock slid into view only inches from her face.
Only being at this for a few months, there were a couple of simple things I had quickly learned. One was no after shave, in fact not showering the night of an appointment usually went better. There was something to be said for pheromones I had come to believe.
The other, was that I always went commando under my slacks. No boxers meant my cock was quicker to be ready, and it usually caught most new clients by surprise when instead of another layer of clothing, a hard dick popped into view. Mom was no exception to that rule.
"Oh Jesus" she muttered as my hard cock filled her vision.
"Touch it." I whispered.
"Cory...I can't." she tried to say. I could tell the way her eyes stayed riveted to my throbbing cock she was far past that being true.
"Touch it." I said again, this time more command in my voice.
My mother shuddered as my voice echoed through her. Her hand slid up my thigh, slender fingers wrapping around the base of my cock. Her breasts rose and fell with her panting as her hand glided along my length.
"You're so hard" she whispered in awe.
"Suck it." was my only reply. I needed to keep her moving or she would fight back, I knew that.
"Oh Cory" she moaned as her grip tightened on me.
"Suck your sons' cock mom" I hoarsely told her. "I know you want to...do it."
"I'm going to hell" she whispered. Then her mouth opened and slid over the fat head of my cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm" she hummed as the flavor coated her tongue.
God I could have blown right there. I thought Aunt Charlene could give a blowjob, my mother put her to shame in the first three minutes as her head began to bob up and down my shaft.
Reaching down one hand, I wrapped my fingers in the hair at the back of her head, pushing her mouth further down on me. My other hand went lower as my fingers slid under the lace of her bra, kneading her tit flesh as my thumb strummed her rock hard nipple.
"Nnnnggggg" mom moaned as the sensation coursed through her. I watched her shudder as she began to attack my cock. Jesus, did she just cum, I wondered.
Just feeling her tits was not enough for me; I wanted to see those babies. I pulled my hand out of the front of her bra and slid my hand down her back, popping the hooks on her bra, pulling the cloth free as her obscene sucking filled the hotel bedroom. Her tits tumbled free as my hips pumped my cock into her tight throat.
Kneading one tit, I began to fuck her hot mouth. I could hear her gag as my cock slid deeper, but she made no effort to stop me. Just like Aunt Charlene, mom was more than power and money, she was a woman. She wanted to be treated like one, appreciated for what she was under her conservative clothing.
"Fuck yeahhhh" I moaned. "Suck my dick mom." I encouraged her.
I could feel my balls already starting to tighten. I stared down and watched as the woman who gave me birth, devoured my throbbing cock.
"Oh fuck...going to cum." I panted.
Suddenly mom pulled her mouth free, while her fist pumped my saliva slick cock. She stared at my cock, opening her mouth.
"Yessss" she moaned. "Cum for momma" she husked. "Paint my fucking face like the whore I am." Her voice dripped lust.
OK, so my Aunt wants to be a slut; while my mother wants to be a whore. I could live with this, I almost smiled. This was it, I realized, I was about to cum all over my mothers' face as I felt my balls pull up tight.
"Fuckkkkk...cummmminnggggg" I moaned. I felt the first blast of thick cream erupt from the tip of my cock as mom jacked me off.
The thick rope arched through the air and landed across her waiting face; some filled her mouth while the rest covered her skin. I could hear her gurgling on the thick seed as a second rope covered her from forehead to chin. Her small fist was pumping along my shaft trying to milk every drop out. Somewhere between suck five and suck twenty every inhibition my hot mother had felt had vanished in sheer lust.
Mom still clutched my pulsing cock as my thick cum dripped from her face. She extended her tongue and scooped the thick cream into her mouth. I could only stare down at her and watch as she fed on me, damn she really was a hot little whore, I thought.
"Mmmmmm" she hummed. "God you're still hard" she whispered in wonder as she leaned over and licked the tip of my pulsing cock..
"We've just started." I smiled down at her.
Mom quickly scrambled back onto the bed, coming to rest against the pillows. Her legs opened wide as I stared at her swollen lips."Do you know how long it's been since a man...any man...has been this hard for me?" she whispered. Her eyes looked up at me almost pleading. "I need...oh God I can't believe I'm, saying this...fuck me baby, fuck me like your father won't." her voice begged.
Oh hell yeah I wanted to fuck her, but I wanted something first. I just needed to taste that sweet muff. I eased her back onto the wide hotel bed until she was propped against the pillows. Crawling up the bed I eased her legs further apart watching the glistening lips of her pussy part I welcome.
As I slid my body between her lewdly spread thighs, I laid soft warm kisses up her thighs, I could feel her whole body trembling.
"What are you doing?" she asked inn wonder as she stared down at me. "Baby, you don't have to..." she shuddered as I got closer. "I've ever...oh Godddd" she moaned as my hot breath washed over her swollen heat.
Wait I thought, my father never ate this gorgeous creature? He was more than an ass I decided, he was just plain stupid.
"Then just lay back and enjoy Mrs. Atwood" I said hoarsely. "It's time someone took care of you." Then my mouth descended o her.
"Oh jesus...oh fuck..." I could hear her mutter as my tongue slid along her crevice. A huge spasm shook her body as I slid it between her lips.
I could taste her sweet honey as it flowed into my mouth, I swallowed noisily, letting her know how much she turned me on. Then jammed my tongue deeper, probing her steaming depths.
"Oh Godddddddd" mom moaned as her hips shot off the bed, jamming her pelvis against my face. "So good...so good...lick it, suck it...oh yes" she moaned.
Suddenly her hips and ass shot straight up off the bed as her hands shot down and gripped the sides of my head.
"Eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" my mother screamed as her body convulsed again.
A hot gush of fluids poured into my mouth as I felt her experience what might have been her first oral orgasm. Like a thirsty man in the desert I lapped up her juices, drinking her essence.
As she collapsed back to the bed, I pulled my slick face free and slid up her shuddering body. Her eyes stared into mine as I gently kissed her lips. I could feel the engorged head of my cock press against her swollen cunt.
Mom reached up and wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, I saw a tear trickle down her cheek.
"You OK mom?" I asked with concern.
"Call me mom, call me Mona, call me your whore" she breathed back. "But for God's sake fuck me." She begged.
"Your wish is my command" I smiled as I pushed my hips forward. I didn't know for sure how big dad was, but I suspected not my eight inches, because her opening was almost vise tight. That and having neglected his wife for almost a year had made her almost virgin tight.
"Jesus you're tight" I moaned as my engorged head finally slipped inside.
"OH my God" mom gasped as her walls stretched to fit me. Her eyes grew wider with every inch sliding in. "Big...hard...oh fuckkkkk" she moaned.
I kept up the steady pressure until I was sunk to the root in her, God her walls were trying to squeeze the hell out of my cock. I hadn't felt anyone this tight since high school, and it took every ounce of control to not blow my load on the first stroke.
"Jesus Christ" she whispered against my ear. "Never...felt...this...full." She grunted.
I slowly pulled back and then rammed down into her, making her whole body bounce under me on the bed.
"FUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" my prim and proper mother screamed as a second orgasm tore through her without warning.
"Fuck me...oh God Cory. Fuck me you sweet motherfucker." The filth began pouring out of her like a tidal wave. "Pound your mother with that huge cock, oh fuck yessss. Own my whore cunt you bastard" she wailed as waves rolled through her.
Answering her plea, I rose up on my arms, hovering over her and began to power down into her. I could hear the wet sucking sounds as her cunt clung to my cock with every stroke. Hot juices pouring out of her and dripping down her ass crack to soak the bed.
"Like that mom" I grunted down at her. "Like your son fucking you?" I asked.
My mother had been what I would describe as the strong silent type. Never one to complain as dad's hours grew longer every year; she had raised her family and encouraged her children to be independent. I had never once heard her ask for a single thing for herself.
She had been caring, loving and never anything but the proper wife and mother. Honestly, before tonight, I had never even considered her a sexual being. Boy did that all change within a few minutes of my hard cock pounding into her.
Her legs came up to wrap around my waist, her heels drumming against my ass with every thrust. Her hands gripped my arms, nails digging like talons into my biceps. But mostly it was her face as I stared down at her; it glistened with a sheen of sweat that matted her hair to her forehead, and her eyes burned with a fire I had never seen before.
"I'm cumming on my son's cock" she gasped. "I'm fucking cumming from my SON" her voice started to climb again. Raised up as I was I could actually feel her hot juices spray out to coat my belly as I watched her stomach roll with her orgasm.
"Fuck your mother...fuck your mother...harder...HARDER,,," she babbled as I rammed into her with all my strength.
Then, it was like the mother of all orgasms hit her. Her legs dropped to the bed and went straight out rigid. Her whole body began to vibrate as her eyes rolled back in her head
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" mom wailed as her cream poured out of her like Niagra Falls, swamping the bed under her quivering ass.
I felt her vise like walls clamp down on me, and lost it right there. My nuts hit critical as I watched my mother. "Gonna cumm" I could barely grunt out.
"Inside...please God" she whimpered. "Want to feel..." and at that point I just gave her what she wanted.
I felt my cock jerk deep in her belly as the first jet of my seed rocketed out to spray her walls. God, I had never cum this hard before; not with any girlfriend, not with any client.
"OH my God" her voice barely a whisper. I looked down and saw her eyes had rolled back and she was staring up at me. "I can feel it, you're cumming." There was wonder in her voice.
"I'm cumming in you mom" I groaned.
"Never felt...oh God, so good." She moaned as a second and then third volley fired into her.
Mom's eyes slowly closed as her body settled onto the bed, laying in a puddle of our mixed cum. I was breathing hard as the last of my own orgasm ebbed away. I was stunned as I realized I was still hard as my drenched cock slid free.
I slowly crawled off mom, and looked down at her as I stood at the side of the bed. I could have fucked her again, but that sense of peace and total satisfaction that almost glowed from her face held me back. Now was not the time, I thought; hopefully there would be another time. Right now, she needed to bask in being a fulfilled woman.
I quietly slipped my slacks and shirt back on, watching mom sleeping. Seeing the white envelope on her bedside stand, I picked it up. It was the same stationary Aunt Charlene used. It really had been a birthday gift and I couldn't help but smile back at mom.
Grabbing a pen from the desk, I scribbled a little note on the Savoy stationary, and then slipped it into the envelope without counting the bills tucked there.
"Happy Birthday" I wrote
"You will always be 'on the house', and it will always be my pleasure" I wrote.
"I hope I can be of 'service' to you again" I finished. Signing the note, I tucked the envelope back into mom's purse, and then quietly slipped from the hotel room.
Tomorrow would be a bit awkward, that was for sure. But it promised to be one hell of a birthday party, and I couldn't help smiling as I drove back home.
The next day, everything went like clockwork, my dad's clockwork that is. Arrive at eleven, lunch at noon, gifts at one. He kept everything moving, much to the frustration of my mother. Every time she wanted to visit with people, dad kept ushering us to the next part, it was like one of his usual orchestrated events.
About thirty people attended the birthday party, some were close friends and others relatives. Aunt Charlene was there, and twice patted my ass as she walked by; cheeky little vixen.
Between lunch and gifts I heard Aunt Charlene comment to mom about her 'glow'. When mom blushed crimson, Aunt Charlene only laughed and said she was glad mom had enjoyed her early birthday present. It was mom's response that made me smile.
"You have no idea Charlene" I heard my mothers' hushed voice. "It was the best gift I have ever had, and I plan on it continuing to give...again and again." She whispered back.
By now dad was ushering us into the gift opening, once again I saw the frustration on moms' face as he broke apart the visiting guests.
At first I thought maybe, just maybe, it was because he wanted to spend time with mom alone this afternoon. Then, I overheard him discussing a client golf game he had scheduled for three that afternoon. Unfortunately, mom overheard the same conversation.
There was a five minute terse exchange between the two in the hall outside the living room, and when mom entered I could see the anger and pain in her face. I swear, I wanted to shake my father and ask him what the hell was wrong with him.
By the end of all of gifts, there were only two left, a small box from me and an envelope from dad. Mom reached down and unwrapped the small box first. I watched as she reached in and pulled out the heart shaped gold locket. When she popped the small lid open and stared at the photo, reading the inscription, I saw a tear trickle down her cheek.
Leaning over she kissed me softly on the cheek. I felt that familiar tingle when her lips brushed my skin.
"Thank you baby" her voice choked. "You are my greatest gift." Then her voice dropped to a whisper I was sure only I heard. "I'm falling in love with you, be very careful" her breath washed across my cheek.
Mom set the locket on the small end table beside her, and then opened the white envelope. I saw a look of surprise cross her face, then anger close behind, and finally a look of resignation. She held the paper up for everyone to see.
So of a bitch, the bastard had given her a CD. A fucking CD, I couldn't believe it.
"It's a thousand dollar one" my father said proudly. "It's the kind of gift that grows every year." He seemed to take some perverted pride in the thing.
"Thank you dear" mom said with almost no emotion, a fact my father totally missed.
"Think about it, in ten years when you retire that baby will be worth twice that" he smiled.
Silently my mother slid the certificate back into the envelope, then reached over and picked up the locket again. She looked around with her usual smile.
"Thank you everyone for coming, it's been wonderful. My husband has plans so if you will excuse me, I am a bit tired; and I would like to try my locket on."
Mom rose and walked towards the stairs. Well, that just called an end to the festivities, I thought. Bastard I thought and I glared at dad who was totally oblivious as he talked about the clients he planned to golf with.
"Cory" I heard mom calling. Turning, I saw her standing at the foot of the stairs holding the locket. "Would you be a dear and help me with this?" she asked. "I believe I need your...services."
"That is, if you are 'up' to it" her smile bnghtened.
"Don't be an ass, get moving" I heard Aunt Charlene hiss in my ear. "I'll get everyone out of here" she whispered.
I quickly rose and walked over to mom, I couldn't help but notice the two rigid buds that were pressing out against the top of her summer dress.
"It's going to be hard" I said softly to her. "But it will be my pleasure" I smiled.
"Believe me baby, it's going to be both our pleasure" she husked back. Then she glanced over my shoulder. "Have fun dear" she called to dad. "I know I fucking will" she said more quietly as she turned and headed up the stairs.
I stepped into the bedroom only a few steps behind mom. As I swung the door behind me, I watched her stand by the window watching the driveway where everyone was slowly exiting. She reached up behind her neck with the two ends of the locket chain and waited silently.
Stepping behind her I reached out and hooked the two ends together, letting the gold chain rest on her soft skin. Leaning down I traced the thin gold chain with my lips along the side of her neck.
"Mmmmmmm" mom moaned hungrily as she tipped her head to the side, giving me full access. I felt her ass push back pressing into my hardness.
"So fucking hard" she whispered "Are you always this hard for your lady friends?" she murmured.
I could only grunt in reply as I reached around her and cupped her heavy breasts through her dress. Jesus, she wasn't wearing a bra I suddenly realized as her hard nipples pressed against my palms.
"Do you enjoy your new job Cory?" mom's voice lulled me.
"Actually yes" I told her in all honesty. I began to knead her soft breasts through her dress as we stared out the window together.
"There is something special about giving a woman the kind of pleasure she has been missing for years." I told mom. "Besides, the money is dammed good" I softly chuckled as I ground my hard cock into her ass.
"I noticed, you Aunt left quite a bit in that envelope" she groaned as I manipulated her body. "Which, by the way, you didn't take." She said softly.
"No, I couldn't." I admitted
"Why? Tell me baby." She asked.
"Because I love you" I admitted as my cock throbbed against her ass. "Because you drive me fucking crazy." I moaned.
Mom looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. She reached out and placed her hands on the window glass, as she leaned slightly forward it shoved her ass back harder at my cock.
"Does mommy make you crazy?" the mounting lust almost dripped from her voice.
"Yesssssss" I hissed back.
"Prove it" she growled. "Fuck me...now" she said.
I looked over her shoulder at the driveway. The last of the party visitors was just leaving and I could see dad visiting with a couple of his cronies, probably about the big score he would make at the golf game. Go ahead dad, I thought, make your score. While I score with your wife.
"Here...now?" I asked hesitantly.
"Right here and right now" Mom stared out the window. "Fuck me while my husband leaves for a golf game on my birthday. Fuck me until you cum in my cunt while he pulls out of that driveway" she whispered.
I reached between our bodies and unsnapped my pants. By this time was brain was all but shut down as my body went into overdrive. As my slacks slid to my ankles, my hands bunched the thin sundress up and over the curve of her ass.
My hard cock sprang free and slapped against the bare cheeks of moms' ass. Not just no bra, fuck she didn't even have panties on I groaned.
"That's right baby" mom moaned. "Shove that fucking monster in me, I am so fucking wet for you." I didn't need any more encouragement.
Flexing my knees I felt the swollen head of my cock slip between her spread thighs, the tip nestling against her soaked lips. She wasn't kidding, she was a damn swamp down there.
Sliding my hands down to grip her waist, I brought my height back up, feeling my cock slip between her folds and into her steaming depths.
"Fuck yesssssssssssss" mom moaned as I felt her walls stretch around me.
"God you feel good baby" she groaned.
Gripping harder I grunted as I shoved the rest of my length into her, fuck she was tight. I could hear the wet slosh as my cock pushing deeper as her juices ran down her thighs.
"You feel fantastic mom" I whispered in her ear. "You like this? Fucking your son while watching your poor oblivious husband?" I egged her on.
"Yessss" mom groaned in reply as her hands flattened against the glass. "Fuck me baby, fuck your whore mother." I felt her drive her ass back at my probing cock.
"Best...fucking...birthday...present." Mom grunted as I began powering into her.
Sliding my hands back up her body, my fingers curled in the open flaps at the top of her dress. With a swift jerk I shredded the thin material, making her tits bounce free and into my grip.
"Oh God yesssssss" mom moaned. "Take me baby, own me" she panted.
As I shoved my cock harder into mom, I watched dad loading his clubs into the SUV, go ahead your poor bastard, I thought. Then, I heard a soft creak behind us; turning I watched Aunt Charlene slip into the bedroom.
I never missed a stroke as I watched my Aunt quietly close the bedroom door and then lean against the wall watching us. The smell of our sex hung in the air while the sound of my hips slapping against mom's shaking ass reached to Aunt Charlene.
"Are you watching your husband?" I whispered in moms' ear "while your son fucks your wet cunt." I knew it was driving her crazy.
"Yess...oh fuck..." she grunted. "Fuck me harder baby...harder." She mewled.
"You want me to fuck you harder?" I said hoarsely. "Like a good little mommy whore?" I could feel her shudder
I turned back to Aunt Charlene and saw that she had bunched her own skirt up around her waist, she had one hand shoved down the front of her panties, her fingers gliding over her soaked pussy as she watched us.
"Or would my hot...slut mother rather BE watched?" my hoarse voice in mom's ear.
"Oh Jesus...Cory." My mother gasped.
"How hot does it make you mom" I pushed her further. "Having someone watch you, while you take your sons' hard cock like some slut."
I felt mom spasm as her head dropped down. A gush of fluids that began to run down her thighs answered my question.
"Oh God...cumminnggg...oh my god." Mom moaned.
I pulled moms' half limp body away from the window, guiding her around and then onto her hands and knees on the edge of her bed. The whole trip my throbbing cock stayed lodged in her sopping wet hole.
She was still in the aftershocks of her orgasm as I began pulling back, I slammed in hard as this time I took my mother. Her head snapped up and her mouth opened in a scream, but no sound came out as she suddenly stared at Aunt Charlene leaning against the wall across the room.
Aunt Charlene had lowered her panties and kicked them aside, her legs spread wide. She had two fingers jammed deep into her own gash as she watched me fuck my mother.
"Oh shit...oh fuck..." mom grunted as I began to power into her. Her tits swung wildly under her as I drove as deep as I could.
"That's it Cory, fuck your mother." Aunt Charlene's voice husked. I could hear the wet sloshing as she fucked herself with a look of sheer lust on her face. "That is so fucking hot" Charlene whispered.
I don't know where the extra energy came from, but I picked up the speed, my hips slapping moms' ass, making the cheeks shake with every blow.
"Oh fuck...Charlene, you shouldn't...oh God..." mom moaned as I took her mature body for my own.
I could feel the pinch in my balls as they swung under mom. I wasn't going to last much longer no matter what technique I tried to delay things. Charlene could tell by my sweat covered grimace what was happening. Pulling her soaked fingers free, she walked over and sat on the bed right beside mom.
"Is he fucking you good?" her voice hissed at mom. "Is your baby boy pounding your wet cunt?" she directed at mom
"Oh my gawwdddddddddddddddd" Mom wailed as her belly rolled.
"He's going to cum inside you, his hot thick seed filling your belly" she whispered to mom.
"Oh fuck yes...oh please...please..." mom babbled as her eyes began to roll back. I felt her tight walls gripping my shaft as I fucked into her.
"Please what...say it." Aunt Charlene cajoled mom. "Tell you son what you want." She told my mother.Mom's eyes snapped back and she stared into Aunt Charlene's face. She opened her mouth, and pure filth poured out of her.
"Fuck me baby, fuck your whore mother." Mom all but snarled as she stared into Charlene's face. "Do what your father can't" mom commanded. "Fuck me harder, come on shove that fat dick up me. Give me that hot seed baby."
"Do it Cory" mom looked over her shoulder at me. I could see her eyes blazing as she spoke. "Pump that hot cum into me. Fill me baby" she grunted as she slammed her ass back.
Every nerve fiber I my body lit up as my balls exploded. I shoved in so deep I swore the head of my cock hit her cervix.
"CUMMMINNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" I roared as I stared down at the two women. I lost it as the first blast shot from my cock and washed mom's walls. Fuck, I had never cum this hard before as each spasm brought an ache to my balls.
"Feel it...oh fuckkkkk" mom moaned. "Fill meeeeee...breed meeeee...OWN MEEEEEEEEEEEE." Her voice climbing with every word until the scream filled the room. I watched her convulse and shudder as her own orgasm ripped through her.
Mom collapsed forward as her body went limp. With a loud sucking noise my cock slid free, bouncing lightly in the air. As she collapsed on the bed, I watched a thick white glob of semen ooze out from her and soak into the bed.
My cock, still dripping our mixed cream was suddenly enveloped I warmth, I looked down to see Aunt Charlene bent over, her mouth sliding along my length.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm" my aunt hummed as she tasted both our pleasure.
With a loud pop she brought her mouth free and looked up at me. Her eyes were glazed with lust.
"One hour mister" she whispered. "Reload that damn thing and then it's my turn." She said.
"He...is...mine..." mom could barely whisper against the sheets.
"Bitch" Charlene whispered, leaning over mom. "I found him, learn to share" my aunt said softly.
"Slut" my mom whispered back.
"If that isn't the pot calling the kettle black" Aunt Charlene chuckled. She leaned down further, her lips almost touching mom's ear. "Whore" she said.
Jesus, why did I feel like a piece of prime rib in a butcher shop, I thought. Then again, damn good thing I told Toby I wanted the whole weekend for my family, I smiled
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