The Guy That Joined The Threesome Is My Son : Mommy’s Threesomes 38

I wanna know I’ve still got it when I hit the town, and when I wind up back at some studs house my confidence returns.  When he asks if his friend can join, I’m all for it.  What woman doesn’t want two men fawning over her?  But when the person joining is my own son, well that certainly shakes things up a bit!

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“Would you like it if a friend of mine joined us?”

“Guy or girl?”

“Guy?”

You only live once, Alice, my brain kept repeating.  “Sure.”

Matt put on a robe that hung on the back of the door and then went out into the house.  I heard a brief cheer and smiled, feeling slightly embarrassed.  I pushed down my skirt to cover my modesty.

Matt returned, smiling.  “He’s getting ready,” he said.  “He’ll join us.”

“Then get back here,” I told him, curling a finger.

Matt took off his robe again and revealed his slightly flagging cock.  It became more erect as he got himself back in position above me.  I jerked him back to life and he moved my dress back up to play with my pussy, pushing his fingers along the crease and getting me so excited that I could scarcely concentrate on him.

Eventually he moved down my body and put himself between my legs.  I looked down at him steering his cock into position, and then I felt it at my pussy.  I swallowed nervously and then smiled as his eyes met mine.

“Ready for me?” he asked.

I bit my lip and nodded.

Matt pushed forwards and my coy smile turned into an anguished moan.  My pussy spread over him as he opened me up good.  I’d never felt so full.

I breathed deep as though I was giving birth, but it was much more pleasant than that.  His cock delighted my insides as it moved deeper, then Matt put the cherry on the top my yanking down the front of my dress and putting my nipple straight in his mouth.

I moaned and scratched at his back, pulling him onto me.  He stiffened up my nipple and then moved to the other breast, leaning back and kneading it.

His hips worked and he bore down on me.  In no time at all I was shivering with excitement, feeling the climax building inside me like a ticking bomb.

He fucked me slow and deliberate.  I’d have called it ‘making love’ if I’d have known him longer than a few hours.

I started to come beneath him, but Matt didn’t stop fucking me.  As my pussy squeezed him, he continued, and the orgasm soared from me in joyous moans and loud whimpers of excitement.

“Yes!  Oh yes!  Don’t stop!” I strained.

I remember thinking how much I deserved it.  I remember sinking into the sensation and losing my inhibitions further.  Then I remember my son walking in on us.

I startled and locked my eyes on him.  He looked to me and saw everything.  He saw me at my most erotic, and I saw him too, completely naked and fully aroused.

I swallowed nervously and Matt sensed the change in energy.  He looked back at Jason and then to me.

“You two know each other or something?” he asked.

“No,” I answered quickly.  “No.  I just didn’t think I’d be fucking two studs tonight, that’s all.”

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