Moving In From Both Sides : Mommy’s Threesomes 59

My son Bradley’s removal company helps me start my new life by the sea, but I don’t want him and his friend Sam to leave without knowing how grateful I am.

Bradley catches me and Sam fooling around in the back of the van, and he wants in—I just didn’t know that ‘in’ meant putting it in my butt!  But with two guys to satisfy, where else is it going to go?!

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“Oh, Sam, that’s it!” I wailed.

I turned back to look at him and something caught my eye.  There, beneath the narrow gap at the bottom of the shutter, stood Bradley.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried, and I wafted my hand back at Sam for him to stop.

“It’s okay,” Sam said.  “I have his blessing.”

Bradley just watched.  I was waiting for his face to erupt in anger, but far from that it seemed conflicted, somewhere between angst and arousal.

“You—you’re just watching?” I asked.  “How long have you been there?”

Bradley shrugged.  “A few minutes.”

“You … you like to watch mommy?”

He shrugged again.  “I don’t dislike it.”

“Get in here, Brad,” Sam said.  “And pull those shutters up higher.  Fuck, it’s hot.”

Sam laughed, and I realized that there was no tension or aggression to be found here.  As strange as I found it, neither of the boys did.  To them it was just natural, and so Bradley jumped up into the back of the van and lifted the shutters, letting the gentle breeze inside and allowing some of the heat to escape.

The whole time Sam stayed inside me, and his cock stayed stiff.  He started to fuck me again, moving his hips back and forth, but I found it tough to enjoy the moment with my son so close behind.

“It’s okay, Mrs. Haskell,” said Sam, sensing my change in mood.

“I … I just feel like he’s a little left out, you know?”

“I don’t mind,” Bradley said.

“I know, honey, but I do.”  I looked back at him.  “Don’t you want to enjoy yourself a little more.”

Bradley seemed confused so I nodded at his shorts.

“Oh,” he said, the penny dropping.  “I thought that might weird you out a little?”

“I’ve got your friend’s cock in my pussy, Bradley, and a few seconds ago his thumb was in my ass.  I don’t think I’m gonna get weirded out by the sight of my son’s cock.”

“His thumb was in your ass?” Bradley asked, excitedly.

I nodded.  “Come watch.”

Bradley walked closer, pulling at the hard cock that sat clearly in his shorts.  It looked so thick with the fabric tucked around it.

When he was close, he looked down at my butt, and then Sam did the deed and pushed his thumb back inside me ass.

“It went in so easily,” Bradley marveled.  “Gosh, can I do that?”

I bit my lip.  “If you’re comfortable …?”

“It’s your ass, mom,” laughed Bradley.

“I’m okay with it, I think.  As long as Sam here knows this goes no further?”

He mimed locking his lips.  “I’ll take it to the grave.”

“Get your fingers in there, Bradley,” I teased.

“Fingers,” Sam said.  “Plural, Brad.  Remember that.”

Sam pulled out of my ass and Bradley stepped in.  He was about to penetrate me, but before he did, he brought his middle two fingers round to my face.

I looked down on them and opened my mouth, putting it over each of them and sucking.  When my eyes opened, I could see my son’s fat, thick pupils.  He seemed mesmerized by me.

The wet digits moved round to my ass, and he pressed them inside, widening my knot to a size it hadn’t encountered before.  I felt the stretch of pain, but Sam’s hard cock helped to ease Bradley’s entry.

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