A Game of Moms And Sons : Mommy’s Threesomes 50

Friday night at the hotel bar and the stage is set.  Heather sips her dirty Martini alone, looking a million dollars, while her son Trent scouts around for a handsome single man to join the two of them in a threesome.  Their target Joe doesn’t know their relation, but he’s about to enter the first game of ‘mom and son’ that Heather and Trent have ever played.

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Heather started to bounce, rocking over her son.  Joe’s cock hung near her face.  She grabbed him and put him inside her, finally feeling the heady sensation of two cocks inside her at once.

“That’s it,” Joe said with encouragement.

“Oh, mom,” Trent whimpered.

Joe couldn’t bring himself to take what he’d heard at face value.  He imagined Trent to have some kind of fetish.  It was the only thing that made sense.  He went with it, nonetheless.

“Get mommy’s pussy,” Joe said.

Heather felt her pussy tighten as Joe’s words rang out.  It was so surreal.  It was as though they’d been caught, but instead of being chastised they’d been encouraged.  It made the taboo act easier to commit.

Heather moved faster, bouncing on Trent’s swollen cock until it was covered in her wetness.  Her pussy slid down quickly, jerking her son inside her.  Trent just enjoyed the ride.  There wasn’t much else he could do.

Heather moved forwards and got on all-fours.  Trent moved out of her to allow her to change position.  She stripped her panties down her legs and then made herself available for Trent again.

“Fuck me,” she begged.  “Fuck me wherever you like.”

Joe raised his eyebrows.  He translated for his inexperienced friend.  “If you’ve never tried anal, now’s the time.”

Trent swallowed.  His mother looked back at him and nodded, letting him know that Joe had interpreted things correctly.  Trent stared.  Each hole was a choice.

While he decided Heather took Joe back in her mouth, sucking along him slower now.  She gave him her full attention while her son weighed things up behind her.

Trent stared at her puckered asshole.  It seemed impossibly tight, which made the notion of stuffing his cock in there even more inviting.  Below that sat her pussy, still streaming with its juices.  He knew it now.  He knew how good it was.  Stick or twist?

Joe watched as Trent approached.  He was curious as to what his new friend might pick.  The second he saw Trent start to struggle he knew which hole he’d chosen.

“Push it into mommy,” Joe said.

Heather had stopped sucking.  Her head was bowed, as though she was trying to open herself up for her son.  Trent pressed on, spurred by Joe’s words.

“You have to really ram it home,” Joe said.  “She wants it, I promise.”

“I do, honey,” Heather said.

Trent felt the muscle relent and give way.  He pressed inside and the hoop widened over him.  It pinched his cock, but it felt good to enter his mom like this.  He closed his eyes and let out a moaning sigh.

His mom’s animalistic grunt didn’t quite match.  She was groaning Trent’s cock into her and feeling the humbling discomfort.  She stretched wide, but she took her son beautifully.  He slid deep, probing at the bottom of her belly and toying with her pussy from a whole new angle.

“Good boy,” she hushed.  “Fuck mommy’s ass.”

“You heard her,” Joe said.

Trent started to move through her.  He put his knees to the carpet and felt the friction of it against him.  The heat was something he could ignore for now.  The more prevailing sensation was the vice-like grip of his mother’s asshole around his cock.

“I want you inside me too,” she said, looking up at Joe.  “Fuck me.”

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