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Older attractive women are always hot topics for teenage boys, and Gary Darnell and his friends were certainly not exceptions. That the hot bodies were mothers, even their own, didn't matter. If anything, it only served to fuel their fires of fantasy. Ever seen her naked? Seen her pussy? Does she trim it? Would you fuck her if she would let you?
When the teens got together the questions were always the same, differing only in where they fell in the conversation. The answers varied according to the personality of each boy. Gary's answers never wavered; they were always the same: Yes; Yes; A little bit; Oh, Yeah!
Without exception, if there were a way for these older teens to bury the bone between the moms' legs without evoking the ire of their fathers, these young aspiring studs would never hesitate. Even Franklin, Gary's chubby friend, continually pined with desire for his also short, stout but sweet mother, Mary Lou. But it was Kim, Gary's mother that always seemed to garner the most admiration and lusty comments from the young males.
Fathers were not excluded from their discussions either. How often does the old man crack that pussy? Is he doing it any good? Has he come to the place that he needs some help? Can he keep it up after he gets it up? For the most part their conclusions were all the same. Their fathers were undeniably bedroom buffoons for which the guys had lost all respect.
They laughed and joked that their dads had long ago forgotten, if indeed they ever knew, that the center of the universe was between a woman's legs. Their judgment of their fathers was both raw and stinging.
They shared overheard arguments and conversations between their parents that revealed how unhappy their moms were at the lack and prowess of bedroom attention. Without exception, something now held the attention of their dads that made no sense at all to the hormonal driven teenagers. That fishing, golfing, bird watching, and manicured lawns were more interesting than mom's pussy was evidence enough to the teens that their dads were no longer masters of the bedroom. There, where the roar of the king should be heard, there was rarely even a meow.
Of all the young males, it was Franklin that best expressed the feeling of the collective. "Who gives a fuck who has the earliest ripe tomato?" His snipe of course was in response to his father's misguided interest in early tomato bragging rights. It was Franklin's belief that his mother should be given all that time and attention.
The young stud’s judgment of their fathers was swift and without pity: their fathers were brain-dead on both heads. One look at their mothers and they concluded the bedroom should be the busiest room in the house. Typical of young cocks, they crowed that if it were up to them, those exquisite feminine creatures would continually wear the glow of sex on their faces. From their perspective, life seemed to play a cruel joke. They wanted sex, their moms wanted sex, but neither could get any. Dads on the other hand could get all the sex they could handle but just turned it down. It wasn't right.
From as early as Gary could remember his mother had been the focus of his attention. When younger it had been the comfort of her sparkling eyes and beautiful smile, but now that they were both older and more mature, things had changed. Now it was her raw sexual magnetism that tugged at him.
Gary was also to learn that fantasies of his mother were not his exclusively. Most of his neighborhood buds admitted a similar attraction for her. Among the guys, Kim was the hottest. When together privately they joked about fucking each other's moms, but there was no denying that the mom most desired was Kim. Their candor made Gary somewhat uncomfortable, yet in an odd sort of way he was proud it was his mother they most wanted to be with.
Kim Darnell was one of the older mothers. Not overly tall at 5'6", she was an attractive dish-water blond that time had ripened with wide hips, a well-rounded bottom and full breasts. While some of the moms had prematurely succumbed to matronly middle-aged styles, Kim intentionally kept pace with the styles, choosing items that would accentuate her obvious sultry curves. That she was unafraid to show some cleavage or expose a leg kept her in good standing with all men.
Kim could turn a head as easily at forty-two as she did at twenty-two, a fact that was not lost on the horny testosterone saturated group of eighteen-year-olds. Like most women her age, she knew Gary's group, and even Gary fantasized about her, and she played to their interest.
On a warm Saturday evening in late August, Gary's parents, Kim and Mike Darnell, hosted a pre-season football social for the team. Anticipation for a successful season was high. Several girls were in attendance, but the turnout was mostly the senior guys of the team. No one wanted to miss a party, especially one that offered a chance to flirt with Mrs. Darnell. Guys were eager to see how much flesh she would expose.
Gary's father, Mike, was responsible for keeping the ice chests stocked with cold soft drinks. At the same time, he attempted to keep a cap on the consumption of alcohol, a nearly impossible task. Eventually he decided to make sure that at least there were no open bottles. Mike knew the teenagers would push it to the limit, but if he could moderately control the drinking, he reasoned he would be a successful host. So, he constantly prowled the scene scribing mental notes as to who was going to need a ride later in the evening.
Kim ensured there was plenty to eat -- a colossal task considering that ravenous eighteen-year-olds have a healthy appetite -- in more ways than one. A social butterfly herself, she was more than welcome to mingle among the k**s, which for the boys was a pleasure. While there were several striking girls at the party, the difference between them and the older, well-toned mother willing to expose herself was more than obvious. The guys were less than discreet in following her every move, something that did not escape the attention of her husband, Mike.
Mrs. Darnell didn't just look good that night; she was mouth-watering. When the party began, she was dressed for the pool, but later in the evening she exchanged her black bikini top for a snug, low-cut baby blue tank top. In addition to being more comfortable, the absence of a bra produced opportunity for her sizably excited nipples to strain against the thin fabric providing eye trinkets for the boys. When her son, Gary, conspicuously glued his eyes to her breasts, his exceeding interest only served to moisten her not so maternal feelings.
The party was tracking along smoothly so it wasn't long before Mike needed to go to the garage for another case of sodas. That trip marked the beginning in a change of events. While in the garage, Mike heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the garage wall. There were voices which indicated a couple had slipped away from the group and were standing in a secluded, shadowed area of the yard.
After icing the drinks, Mike quietly made his way around the corner of the garage to stand in the shadows behind a large bush.
Gary, who had been listening to his father encourage him to keep the garage door closed, noticed how abruptly his father had ended the conversation then turned to walk away. Watching his dad move toward the back corner of the yard, Gary felt it odd that his father had secretively gone to stand in the shadow of the large evergreen - unnoticed by most everyone. Curious, he made a wide circle and came up behind and to the right of his father.
Drawing close but still not close enough to be seen by his father, Gary was able to see the figures his father was spying on. There was a couple in the shadows toward the back of the garage, hidden from most everyone else. From his angle, because of a lack of light, Gary couldn’t recognize the girl, but if she moved slightly, he would know as the security light from the neighbors would expose her.
There was no mistaking who the guy was. With a bulk like that it had to be Andy Potter. The girl was leaning into him, and her hands were all over him. It was obvious to both Gary and Mike that something juicy was going to happen. Her hand was busy with the front of his boardshorts. Gary couldn't keep from grinning as he thought about the shock this girl was in for. Andy was one of those tall young men that nature blessed proportionately. Things on him weren't attached; they hung.
Glancing toward his dad, Gary was interested to see if Mike was going to disturb the couple before they got down to business. But instead of interrupting the lovers in the dark, Gary watched his dad take a more secluded yet advantageous position. Mike, now a voyeur, had succumbed to his own perversion. He was greedy in his leering at the tantalizing silhouette of this young woman as she prepared to suck a Blue-Ribbon Cock.
Gary hadn't been able to establish the girl's identity, but when she leaned back to push her top up so Andy could get to her tits, he gasped. The cock hungry girl that had so eagerly been rubbing his friend's cock, the girl that had proudly jerked her top up to expose her big, beautiful tits was his mother! And he continued to gawk as she invited Andy's busy hands to her delicious melons.
Surely to god his dad would now charge from his seclusion like an angry bull! Surely, he would find this unacceptable! Surely, he would not stand idly by while Andy Potter stuffed his big cock in his wife's mouth and released a hot load! But when Gary looked his father still hadn't moved. So, there they were, father and son, standing in the shadows, each massaging a burning erection while Kim, wife and mother, greedily massaged a horse cock of her own. And the fact was unless someone interrupted, and soon, his mother would hungrily be devouring some young, hard cock.
Shifting his attention back to his mother, Gary too now stared in burning lust at how eagerly his mother rubbed and grabbed at Andy's cock. Andy didn't say anything; he just emitted a low guttural sound -- his hips rocking back and forth in her hands. Rocking himself in Kim's hands, Andy leaned down and kissed the eager mom. The kiss was heated but still didn't break the rhythm of Andy thrusting back and forth into her busy hands.
For the two voyeurs, the scene was delicious, but it was about to get much better. Things were happening quickly yet for some peculiar reason they seemed to be in slow motion. As his mother began to tug the boardshorts over his friend's hips, it all happened in such a tantalizingly slow way. First one side of the garment moved down then the other. When the garment moved past the mid-thigh point, the thick, impressive cock unfurled into the cool evening air. Quickly then, like a small girl at an Easter egg hunt, Gary watched his mother seize the half-hard heated piece of drooping manhood with both hands.
All three cocks now dripped generously with the sauce of pleasure -- Gary in lust of his mother, Mike in his voyeuristic perversion, and Andy in anticipation that Mrs. Darnell at long last was going to fulfill his number one fantasy and suck his cock.
But it was the hot wife and mother that was most pleased. Kneeling triumphantly before the tall teenager, she lovingly masturbated Andy as if she were handling The Royal Phallus. Using all her years of experience on her young donor, Kim expertly teased the youthful sausage until it was fully engorged and throbbing with the promise of soon release. Kim licked her lips in anticipation of tasting the briny elixir.
"How's that feel baby? Like that? Do you have something tasty for me?" cooed the excited mother and wife.
Andy made no sound; instead, he pressed his hips forward presenting her with more cock.
"Ummm, that's it baby, push that cock to me," she greedily urged.
"Aughhh," was all Andy could manage.
Andy was not the only one that was hard. Both father and son were now dealing with erections that exceeded anything either had recently experienced. As they watched this wanton cunt in her unbridled lust prepare Andy for sucking, the comprehension that she was wife to Mike and mother to Gary set fire to them both. Never had they been privy to watch a wife or mother move with such aggressive sexual hunger for a young cock as what they were witnessing.
There was no denying that Kim had an interest in sex, but that she possessed the fertile sexual appetite of a street whore was electrifying. It was a lewd spectacle but one that no one wanted to interrupt. She was on and all over his cock as if it were a d**g to ingest. Had husband and son been more attentive and sensitive in knowing her, they would have realized that she would have sucked all three of them there in the shadows if they had only asked.
Andy, now paralyzed, stood stoically as Kim sated herself on his young hard cock. While she resolutely pulled the sweet fruit from him, all he could do was feverishly moan, groan and grunt -- his fever occasionally interrupted by a fleeting thought of conscience.
"Ohhhh!... Godd!... Yeahh!... Ummm!...That feels so good!... But!...Unnnn!... Really!...Ooooh!... Don't you think... Ummm, Oh, Mrs. Darnell... Ummmm, do you think anyone will miss us?"
Kim, now over the edge, no longer cared if she was missed or even seen. With a Champaign pop, she pulled her mouth off the twitching pole.
"You shouldn't worry at your tender age. Besides, ummmm, you feel too good to stop right now. Relax, let me take care of this big boy."
Gary gawked as his mother again eagerly slipped her mouth over his friend's cock and resumed her blowjob.
"Such him, baby. That's it, suck him good," Gary heard his dad mumble. The lovers might have heard too except they were so preoccupied that soft mumblings would have sounded like their own sucking and grunting, so Mike's emotional gibberish spillover went unnoticed, except by Gary.
What happened next was what Mike had been waiting for, though it shocked Gary. Gary watched as his friend grabbed his mother by the hair and began to fuck her mouth. Andy had taken over and was now forcefully holding his mother's head as he fucked the meaty shaft in and out. As the Darnell boys listened to wife and mother choke and gag while being rammed with cock, Gary wondered if his father would now finally step in. Or would he continue to watch the gyrating hips of this young eighteen-year-old as he force-fed his wife cock?
Gary literally staggered at the sight of his mother eagerly gripping Andy's upper legs to hang on during the thrusting. Never, not even in his porn videos, had he witnessed such a blowjob. Powerful fantasies danced in his psyche as he frantically found himself wanting to fuck his mother. That his father was watching like some gleeful pervert was outrageous. Had this hot cunt been his wife, Gary would have rushed in long ago, torn her from this young lover and inserted his own throbbing cock in her mouth. Yet here they both were, erect, dripping and in rapture as they watched mother and wife do everything humanly possible to suck the come from his friend.
"Ohhh! Mrs. Darnell! Ummnn! Godd! I can't hold it..." Andy gasped while his hips involuntary bucked.
Gagging and choking from the repeated ramming, Gary watched his mother encourage Andy. Pulling off for another breath, she grunted: "Of course you can't baby! I don't expect you to!"
Then with a throaty chuckle and cough, still trying to catch a breath, the cock-hungry mother darted her head under Andy's waving cock and gave his balls a quick, loud suck.
"You know what I want, Andy! I want to taste you so don't hold out on me!"
Her voice, no longer tender and pleading, now sounded more like motherly instruction to a five-year-old. Then again, she set to siphoning on the cock. She didn't know it, but Gary was now in complete awe of her. He had always wanted sex with his mother, but now it was his burning life's goal. He wanted his mother to suck his cock! He wanted to feel her hot, wet pussy swallow his throbbing cock! He wanted to be the Master of the Bedroom so that she never again felt the ache of neglect! It was evident to him the stars were properly aligned. His mother, Kim Darnell, liked and wanted sex! Hell, she needed it! They both did!
"Awgh! Ummm! Ummm!" Andy groaned while his hips bucked into Kim's mouth.
Gary glanced again at his useless dad but wasn't surprised at what he saw. He had earlier decided that Mike was one of those men that enjoys watching his wife get fucked by another man. If that's what excites him, he reasoned, how would he react if that were me instead of Andy that his wife was sucking. What none of the three men knew was that if Kim only had one choice, she would prefer to be sucking her young son.
Gary's thoughts of his dad were exorcized when his mother excitedly proclaimed, "Ummm, that's my baby. You're close, honey. Let it go." A grimace on his face and brow was now evident.
Tightening her grip, Kim firmly hurried her strokes. Andy jerked and trembled as she stroked and kissed his cock. Though she knelt in front of his powerful frame, she controlled him with little effort. Oh, how great a ship is steered by only a small rudder.
Catching her breath, Kim wrapped both hands around him and sucked the swollen head while keeping her steady rhythm. Gary noticed himself softly moaning. He could clearly see the outline of Andy's mushroom shaped knob bulging through his mother's cheek, and he immediately stiffened his resolve that someday she would suck him with the same fervor and need. Someday it would be his cock his mother would kiss and lick.
"Ohhh!....Ummm!...Aughh!..." the football star grunted as the tsunami of emotion -- pain, pleasure and come begin to churn its way upward. Andy tensed as he tried to fuck his huge cock into the cunt-woman that knelt before him. The briny lava flow had begun and soon like a scalding geyser would spew. But he stood helpless -- unable to prevent the experienced forty-two-year-old wife and mother from harvesting the cream.
Kim knew exactly what she was doing. She moved her head back and continued to suck on just the head of the pompous erection. With eyes sparkling up into his, she put her tongue back to work, flailing away at the sensitive underside of his swollen knob. At the same time, she jacked the rigid shaft back and forth in scorching rhythm. Smiling, she knew the inexperienced young man couldn't resist expert stimulation for very long and wasn't surprised when in only moments he involuntarily quivered, jerked and frantically moaned as the pain and pleasure of ejaculation tore at him.
"Mrs. Darnell!" He growled in alarm, no longer able to whisper. "Augh! Oh, my Goddd! Uggh...!" He then tightened his grip on her hair and held firmly as his body cycled through eruption after eruption of hot sperm. And hungrily she drank her reward, softly purring in pleasure.
"Ummmm,Ummmm," Kim moaned in satisfaction as she firmly held her mouth to him and greedily sucked and swallowed and sucked and swallowed the thick, hot cream.
Gary, watching Andy convulse and jerk, gasped and wilted. With one or two rubs of his own cock, he would fill his pants. And what about his father, Gary wondered. Why had he stood quietly in the shadows and watched his beautiful wife hungrily suck an eighteen-year-old cock? Why had he not interrupted and brought it to a halt? Why had he stood stroking himself while another man tightly gripped his wife's hair and vigorously fucked and filled her mouth? Was he really the family cuckold? Is that what his mother had exposed? It would seem so!
It would take some getting accustomed to, but yes, that's what Gary concluded had happened. And if so, then his father not only would watch his wife suck the cock of his son, he would also watch while her son fucked her to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. He would watch while she was pushed over the kitchen table and mounted from behind. He would watch and listen to her wanton screams of delight as she was repeatedly fucked in the master bedroom. He would listen to the smacking and colliding of sweaty flesh. He would watch her legs encircle her son, her tits ravished, her hips buck in need and her pussy squish with juice! Yes, Gary reasoned, his dad had this coming to him!
"Augh, augh, augh!" the big, lanky youth continued to groan as the geyser now reduced itself to a dripping. Not a drop had Mrs. Darnell missed.
"Oh shit," Gary heard his dad moan as Mike mercilessly whipped his own cock.
Andy, now spent, was reduced to soft grunts and groans, while Gary proudly watched as Kim Darnell, his mother, sucked and milked him of his final offering.
"Ohhh, thank you, baby," all three heard her say.
Mrs. Darnell, ever the kind and gracious host, kissed the drooping cock and balls. Thinking Andy might have another drop, she again returned to give the cockhead one last lick. Andy moaned and leaned weakly over onto the fantasy mom. Still unable to tear his eyes from her gaze, he stared at Kim while she lovingly held and gave his cock a few final kisses.
"I'm going to have some more of this later," she curtly said. "But we better get back; I'm sure someone has missed us by now."
As she rose to her feet Kim pulled up the boardshorts. He was a lovely young man and deserved much more of her time.
"Andy, next time I want you to fuck me," she said.
Gary retraced his steps back to the party. When he learned no one had missed him he relaxed. It wasn't long until his dad appeared and began arranging cans in the ice chest. Soon Kim was again mingling with the youngsters and feigning embarrassment as the few remaining guys continued to flirt and stare at her now overly ripened nipples. She giggled in schoolgirl fashion and blamed it on the cool evening air.
After a respectable amount of time, Kim slipped into the house, poured herself a large glass of wine then proceeded to the picnic table in the corner of the yard, which at the present was unattended. Mike then began to round up his home deliveries. Gary, still aglow from watching his mother, very much wanted to be near her. He noticed when she reappeared from the house with her wine that she made her way to picnic table. With everyone now gone and Mike delivering the last of the inebriates, Gary grabbed a soda and made his way to his mother.
"Mom, I just wanted to thank you and dad for having everyone over tonight. I know we are all a lot of trouble at times, but I really do love you. I really do, mom -- more than you will ever know."
His words dripped with passion like thick, sweet syrup. Unable to fight off his desire to hold her and overwhelmed by hormones, Gary tentatively stepped to her, put his arms around her and gently pulled her to him.
Though his statement surprised her, it also warmed her all the way to her already heated core. Still yet hot and needy, the mother decided to take the risk by gently moving toward her beautiful son and softly but firmly pressing her hips to him.
"Sweetheart, I love you, too, and I want more than anything in this world to bring you pleasure."
As Gary held his mother to him snugly, her breasts and full hips ignited the visual embers that lay just beneath the surface. At this point the swelling of his cock could not be avoided but neither would he pull away from her. His need for his mother was that great.
"Oh, mom," he whimpered as he gently pushed himself between her legs. He wanted his words of love and passion to pour out so she would know how he felt -- how he had always felt, but they just wouldn't come.
"It's OK, sweetheart; momma understands."
Kim then gently, as if adjusting her leg because she was uncomfortable, moved to open her stance allowing the hard cock of her son to press more fully and firmly between her bare legs. It felt natural and good for them both. Gently then Gary began to ever so carefully lift his crotch to her, getting more excited and harder with each passing minute.
Realizing it was only a matter of time before her youngster ejaculated in his boardshorts, and no longer willing to keep him at arm’s length, Kim moved her son to sit on top of the picnic table. She then seated herself on the bench in front of him between his legs - one on each side of her.
"Gary, move up to me a bit, honey. Just a bit more, babe. There, right there. Now just relax, and let mommy take care of you."
There in the cool of the evening Kim pushed up the leg of his boardshorts and teased out a very hard and excited cock. With the tenderness that only a mother can demonstrate toward her own, she licked her lips then slipped her mouth over Gary's cock and pleasured him while he groaned, praised and told her without shame how much he loved her - that he would always be there for her.
And watching from the shadows next to the house was Mike.
When the teens got together the questions were always the same, differing only in where they fell in the conversation. The answers varied according to the personality of each boy. Gary's answers never wavered; they were always the same: Yes; Yes; A little bit; Oh, Yeah!
Without exception, if there were a way for these older teens to bury the bone between the moms' legs without evoking the ire of their fathers, these young aspiring studs would never hesitate. Even Franklin, Gary's chubby friend, continually pined with desire for his also short, stout but sweet mother, Mary Lou. But it was Kim, Gary's mother that always seemed to garner the most admiration and lusty comments from the young males.
Fathers were not excluded from their discussions either. How often does the old man crack that pussy? Is he doing it any good? Has he come to the place that he needs some help? Can he keep it up after he gets it up? For the most part their conclusions were all the same. Their fathers were undeniably bedroom buffoons for which the guys had lost all respect.
They laughed and joked that their dads had long ago forgotten, if indeed they ever knew, that the center of the universe was between a woman's legs. Their judgment of their fathers was both raw and stinging.
They shared overheard arguments and conversations between their parents that revealed how unhappy their moms were at the lack and prowess of bedroom attention. Without exception, something now held the attention of their dads that made no sense at all to the hormonal driven teenagers. That fishing, golfing, bird watching, and manicured lawns were more interesting than mom's pussy was evidence enough to the teens that their dads were no longer masters of the bedroom. There, where the roar of the king should be heard, there was rarely even a meow.
Of all the young males, it was Franklin that best expressed the feeling of the collective. "Who gives a fuck who has the earliest ripe tomato?" His snipe of course was in response to his father's misguided interest in early tomato bragging rights. It was Franklin's belief that his mother should be given all that time and attention.
The young stud’s judgment of their fathers was swift and without pity: their fathers were brain-dead on both heads. One look at their mothers and they concluded the bedroom should be the busiest room in the house. Typical of young cocks, they crowed that if it were up to them, those exquisite feminine creatures would continually wear the glow of sex on their faces. From their perspective, life seemed to play a cruel joke. They wanted sex, their moms wanted sex, but neither could get any. Dads on the other hand could get all the sex they could handle but just turned it down. It wasn't right.
From as early as Gary could remember his mother had been the focus of his attention. When younger it had been the comfort of her sparkling eyes and beautiful smile, but now that they were both older and more mature, things had changed. Now it was her raw sexual magnetism that tugged at him.
Gary was also to learn that fantasies of his mother were not his exclusively. Most of his neighborhood buds admitted a similar attraction for her. Among the guys, Kim was the hottest. When together privately they joked about fucking each other's moms, but there was no denying that the mom most desired was Kim. Their candor made Gary somewhat uncomfortable, yet in an odd sort of way he was proud it was his mother they most wanted to be with.
Kim Darnell was one of the older mothers. Not overly tall at 5'6", she was an attractive dish-water blond that time had ripened with wide hips, a well-rounded bottom and full breasts. While some of the moms had prematurely succumbed to matronly middle-aged styles, Kim intentionally kept pace with the styles, choosing items that would accentuate her obvious sultry curves. That she was unafraid to show some cleavage or expose a leg kept her in good standing with all men.
Kim could turn a head as easily at forty-two as she did at twenty-two, a fact that was not lost on the horny testosterone saturated group of eighteen-year-olds. Like most women her age, she knew Gary's group, and even Gary fantasized about her, and she played to their interest.
On a warm Saturday evening in late August, Gary's parents, Kim and Mike Darnell, hosted a pre-season football social for the team. Anticipation for a successful season was high. Several girls were in attendance, but the turnout was mostly the senior guys of the team. No one wanted to miss a party, especially one that offered a chance to flirt with Mrs. Darnell. Guys were eager to see how much flesh she would expose.
Gary's father, Mike, was responsible for keeping the ice chests stocked with cold soft drinks. At the same time, he attempted to keep a cap on the consumption of alcohol, a nearly impossible task. Eventually he decided to make sure that at least there were no open bottles. Mike knew the teenagers would push it to the limit, but if he could moderately control the drinking, he reasoned he would be a successful host. So, he constantly prowled the scene scribing mental notes as to who was going to need a ride later in the evening.
Kim ensured there was plenty to eat -- a colossal task considering that ravenous eighteen-year-olds have a healthy appetite -- in more ways than one. A social butterfly herself, she was more than welcome to mingle among the k**s, which for the boys was a pleasure. While there were several striking girls at the party, the difference between them and the older, well-toned mother willing to expose herself was more than obvious. The guys were less than discreet in following her every move, something that did not escape the attention of her husband, Mike.
Mrs. Darnell didn't just look good that night; she was mouth-watering. When the party began, she was dressed for the pool, but later in the evening she exchanged her black bikini top for a snug, low-cut baby blue tank top. In addition to being more comfortable, the absence of a bra produced opportunity for her sizably excited nipples to strain against the thin fabric providing eye trinkets for the boys. When her son, Gary, conspicuously glued his eyes to her breasts, his exceeding interest only served to moisten her not so maternal feelings.
The party was tracking along smoothly so it wasn't long before Mike needed to go to the garage for another case of sodas. That trip marked the beginning in a change of events. While in the garage, Mike heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the garage wall. There were voices which indicated a couple had slipped away from the group and were standing in a secluded, shadowed area of the yard.
After icing the drinks, Mike quietly made his way around the corner of the garage to stand in the shadows behind a large bush.
Gary, who had been listening to his father encourage him to keep the garage door closed, noticed how abruptly his father had ended the conversation then turned to walk away. Watching his dad move toward the back corner of the yard, Gary felt it odd that his father had secretively gone to stand in the shadow of the large evergreen - unnoticed by most everyone. Curious, he made a wide circle and came up behind and to the right of his father.
Drawing close but still not close enough to be seen by his father, Gary was able to see the figures his father was spying on. There was a couple in the shadows toward the back of the garage, hidden from most everyone else. From his angle, because of a lack of light, Gary couldn’t recognize the girl, but if she moved slightly, he would know as the security light from the neighbors would expose her.
There was no mistaking who the guy was. With a bulk like that it had to be Andy Potter. The girl was leaning into him, and her hands were all over him. It was obvious to both Gary and Mike that something juicy was going to happen. Her hand was busy with the front of his boardshorts. Gary couldn't keep from grinning as he thought about the shock this girl was in for. Andy was one of those tall young men that nature blessed proportionately. Things on him weren't attached; they hung.
Glancing toward his dad, Gary was interested to see if Mike was going to disturb the couple before they got down to business. But instead of interrupting the lovers in the dark, Gary watched his dad take a more secluded yet advantageous position. Mike, now a voyeur, had succumbed to his own perversion. He was greedy in his leering at the tantalizing silhouette of this young woman as she prepared to suck a Blue-Ribbon Cock.
Gary hadn't been able to establish the girl's identity, but when she leaned back to push her top up so Andy could get to her tits, he gasped. The cock hungry girl that had so eagerly been rubbing his friend's cock, the girl that had proudly jerked her top up to expose her big, beautiful tits was his mother! And he continued to gawk as she invited Andy's busy hands to her delicious melons.
Surely to god his dad would now charge from his seclusion like an angry bull! Surely, he would find this unacceptable! Surely, he would not stand idly by while Andy Potter stuffed his big cock in his wife's mouth and released a hot load! But when Gary looked his father still hadn't moved. So, there they were, father and son, standing in the shadows, each massaging a burning erection while Kim, wife and mother, greedily massaged a horse cock of her own. And the fact was unless someone interrupted, and soon, his mother would hungrily be devouring some young, hard cock.
Shifting his attention back to his mother, Gary too now stared in burning lust at how eagerly his mother rubbed and grabbed at Andy's cock. Andy didn't say anything; he just emitted a low guttural sound -- his hips rocking back and forth in her hands. Rocking himself in Kim's hands, Andy leaned down and kissed the eager mom. The kiss was heated but still didn't break the rhythm of Andy thrusting back and forth into her busy hands.
For the two voyeurs, the scene was delicious, but it was about to get much better. Things were happening quickly yet for some peculiar reason they seemed to be in slow motion. As his mother began to tug the boardshorts over his friend's hips, it all happened in such a tantalizingly slow way. First one side of the garment moved down then the other. When the garment moved past the mid-thigh point, the thick, impressive cock unfurled into the cool evening air. Quickly then, like a small girl at an Easter egg hunt, Gary watched his mother seize the half-hard heated piece of drooping manhood with both hands.
All three cocks now dripped generously with the sauce of pleasure -- Gary in lust of his mother, Mike in his voyeuristic perversion, and Andy in anticipation that Mrs. Darnell at long last was going to fulfill his number one fantasy and suck his cock.
But it was the hot wife and mother that was most pleased. Kneeling triumphantly before the tall teenager, she lovingly masturbated Andy as if she were handling The Royal Phallus. Using all her years of experience on her young donor, Kim expertly teased the youthful sausage until it was fully engorged and throbbing with the promise of soon release. Kim licked her lips in anticipation of tasting the briny elixir.
"How's that feel baby? Like that? Do you have something tasty for me?" cooed the excited mother and wife.
Andy made no sound; instead, he pressed his hips forward presenting her with more cock.
"Ummm, that's it baby, push that cock to me," she greedily urged.
"Aughhh," was all Andy could manage.
Andy was not the only one that was hard. Both father and son were now dealing with erections that exceeded anything either had recently experienced. As they watched this wanton cunt in her unbridled lust prepare Andy for sucking, the comprehension that she was wife to Mike and mother to Gary set fire to them both. Never had they been privy to watch a wife or mother move with such aggressive sexual hunger for a young cock as what they were witnessing.
There was no denying that Kim had an interest in sex, but that she possessed the fertile sexual appetite of a street whore was electrifying. It was a lewd spectacle but one that no one wanted to interrupt. She was on and all over his cock as if it were a d**g to ingest. Had husband and son been more attentive and sensitive in knowing her, they would have realized that she would have sucked all three of them there in the shadows if they had only asked.
Andy, now paralyzed, stood stoically as Kim sated herself on his young hard cock. While she resolutely pulled the sweet fruit from him, all he could do was feverishly moan, groan and grunt -- his fever occasionally interrupted by a fleeting thought of conscience.
"Ohhhh!... Godd!... Yeahh!... Ummm!...That feels so good!... But!...Unnnn!... Really!...Ooooh!... Don't you think... Ummm, Oh, Mrs. Darnell... Ummmm, do you think anyone will miss us?"
Kim, now over the edge, no longer cared if she was missed or even seen. With a Champaign pop, she pulled her mouth off the twitching pole.
"You shouldn't worry at your tender age. Besides, ummmm, you feel too good to stop right now. Relax, let me take care of this big boy."
Gary gawked as his mother again eagerly slipped her mouth over his friend's cock and resumed her blowjob.
"Such him, baby. That's it, suck him good," Gary heard his dad mumble. The lovers might have heard too except they were so preoccupied that soft mumblings would have sounded like their own sucking and grunting, so Mike's emotional gibberish spillover went unnoticed, except by Gary.
What happened next was what Mike had been waiting for, though it shocked Gary. Gary watched as his friend grabbed his mother by the hair and began to fuck her mouth. Andy had taken over and was now forcefully holding his mother's head as he fucked the meaty shaft in and out. As the Darnell boys listened to wife and mother choke and gag while being rammed with cock, Gary wondered if his father would now finally step in. Or would he continue to watch the gyrating hips of this young eighteen-year-old as he force-fed his wife cock?
Gary literally staggered at the sight of his mother eagerly gripping Andy's upper legs to hang on during the thrusting. Never, not even in his porn videos, had he witnessed such a blowjob. Powerful fantasies danced in his psyche as he frantically found himself wanting to fuck his mother. That his father was watching like some gleeful pervert was outrageous. Had this hot cunt been his wife, Gary would have rushed in long ago, torn her from this young lover and inserted his own throbbing cock in her mouth. Yet here they both were, erect, dripping and in rapture as they watched mother and wife do everything humanly possible to suck the come from his friend.
"Ohhh! Mrs. Darnell! Ummnn! Godd! I can't hold it..." Andy gasped while his hips involuntary bucked.
Gagging and choking from the repeated ramming, Gary watched his mother encourage Andy. Pulling off for another breath, she grunted: "Of course you can't baby! I don't expect you to!"
Then with a throaty chuckle and cough, still trying to catch a breath, the cock-hungry mother darted her head under Andy's waving cock and gave his balls a quick, loud suck.
"You know what I want, Andy! I want to taste you so don't hold out on me!"
Her voice, no longer tender and pleading, now sounded more like motherly instruction to a five-year-old. Then again, she set to siphoning on the cock. She didn't know it, but Gary was now in complete awe of her. He had always wanted sex with his mother, but now it was his burning life's goal. He wanted his mother to suck his cock! He wanted to feel her hot, wet pussy swallow his throbbing cock! He wanted to be the Master of the Bedroom so that she never again felt the ache of neglect! It was evident to him the stars were properly aligned. His mother, Kim Darnell, liked and wanted sex! Hell, she needed it! They both did!
"Awgh! Ummm! Ummm!" Andy groaned while his hips bucked into Kim's mouth.
Gary glanced again at his useless dad but wasn't surprised at what he saw. He had earlier decided that Mike was one of those men that enjoys watching his wife get fucked by another man. If that's what excites him, he reasoned, how would he react if that were me instead of Andy that his wife was sucking. What none of the three men knew was that if Kim only had one choice, she would prefer to be sucking her young son.
Gary's thoughts of his dad were exorcized when his mother excitedly proclaimed, "Ummm, that's my baby. You're close, honey. Let it go." A grimace on his face and brow was now evident.
Tightening her grip, Kim firmly hurried her strokes. Andy jerked and trembled as she stroked and kissed his cock. Though she knelt in front of his powerful frame, she controlled him with little effort. Oh, how great a ship is steered by only a small rudder.
Catching her breath, Kim wrapped both hands around him and sucked the swollen head while keeping her steady rhythm. Gary noticed himself softly moaning. He could clearly see the outline of Andy's mushroom shaped knob bulging through his mother's cheek, and he immediately stiffened his resolve that someday she would suck him with the same fervor and need. Someday it would be his cock his mother would kiss and lick.
"Ohhh!....Ummm!...Aughh!..." the football star grunted as the tsunami of emotion -- pain, pleasure and come begin to churn its way upward. Andy tensed as he tried to fuck his huge cock into the cunt-woman that knelt before him. The briny lava flow had begun and soon like a scalding geyser would spew. But he stood helpless -- unable to prevent the experienced forty-two-year-old wife and mother from harvesting the cream.
Kim knew exactly what she was doing. She moved her head back and continued to suck on just the head of the pompous erection. With eyes sparkling up into his, she put her tongue back to work, flailing away at the sensitive underside of his swollen knob. At the same time, she jacked the rigid shaft back and forth in scorching rhythm. Smiling, she knew the inexperienced young man couldn't resist expert stimulation for very long and wasn't surprised when in only moments he involuntarily quivered, jerked and frantically moaned as the pain and pleasure of ejaculation tore at him.
"Mrs. Darnell!" He growled in alarm, no longer able to whisper. "Augh! Oh, my Goddd! Uggh...!" He then tightened his grip on her hair and held firmly as his body cycled through eruption after eruption of hot sperm. And hungrily she drank her reward, softly purring in pleasure.
"Ummmm,Ummmm," Kim moaned in satisfaction as she firmly held her mouth to him and greedily sucked and swallowed and sucked and swallowed the thick, hot cream.
Gary, watching Andy convulse and jerk, gasped and wilted. With one or two rubs of his own cock, he would fill his pants. And what about his father, Gary wondered. Why had he stood quietly in the shadows and watched his beautiful wife hungrily suck an eighteen-year-old cock? Why had he not interrupted and brought it to a halt? Why had he stood stroking himself while another man tightly gripped his wife's hair and vigorously fucked and filled her mouth? Was he really the family cuckold? Is that what his mother had exposed? It would seem so!
It would take some getting accustomed to, but yes, that's what Gary concluded had happened. And if so, then his father not only would watch his wife suck the cock of his son, he would also watch while her son fucked her to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. He would watch while she was pushed over the kitchen table and mounted from behind. He would watch and listen to her wanton screams of delight as she was repeatedly fucked in the master bedroom. He would listen to the smacking and colliding of sweaty flesh. He would watch her legs encircle her son, her tits ravished, her hips buck in need and her pussy squish with juice! Yes, Gary reasoned, his dad had this coming to him!
"Augh, augh, augh!" the big, lanky youth continued to groan as the geyser now reduced itself to a dripping. Not a drop had Mrs. Darnell missed.
"Oh shit," Gary heard his dad moan as Mike mercilessly whipped his own cock.
Andy, now spent, was reduced to soft grunts and groans, while Gary proudly watched as Kim Darnell, his mother, sucked and milked him of his final offering.
"Ohhh, thank you, baby," all three heard her say.
Mrs. Darnell, ever the kind and gracious host, kissed the drooping cock and balls. Thinking Andy might have another drop, she again returned to give the cockhead one last lick. Andy moaned and leaned weakly over onto the fantasy mom. Still unable to tear his eyes from her gaze, he stared at Kim while she lovingly held and gave his cock a few final kisses.
"I'm going to have some more of this later," she curtly said. "But we better get back; I'm sure someone has missed us by now."
As she rose to her feet Kim pulled up the boardshorts. He was a lovely young man and deserved much more of her time.
"Andy, next time I want you to fuck me," she said.
Gary retraced his steps back to the party. When he learned no one had missed him he relaxed. It wasn't long until his dad appeared and began arranging cans in the ice chest. Soon Kim was again mingling with the youngsters and feigning embarrassment as the few remaining guys continued to flirt and stare at her now overly ripened nipples. She giggled in schoolgirl fashion and blamed it on the cool evening air.
After a respectable amount of time, Kim slipped into the house, poured herself a large glass of wine then proceeded to the picnic table in the corner of the yard, which at the present was unattended. Mike then began to round up his home deliveries. Gary, still aglow from watching his mother, very much wanted to be near her. He noticed when she reappeared from the house with her wine that she made her way to picnic table. With everyone now gone and Mike delivering the last of the inebriates, Gary grabbed a soda and made his way to his mother.
"Mom, I just wanted to thank you and dad for having everyone over tonight. I know we are all a lot of trouble at times, but I really do love you. I really do, mom -- more than you will ever know."
His words dripped with passion like thick, sweet syrup. Unable to fight off his desire to hold her and overwhelmed by hormones, Gary tentatively stepped to her, put his arms around her and gently pulled her to him.
Though his statement surprised her, it also warmed her all the way to her already heated core. Still yet hot and needy, the mother decided to take the risk by gently moving toward her beautiful son and softly but firmly pressing her hips to him.
"Sweetheart, I love you, too, and I want more than anything in this world to bring you pleasure."
As Gary held his mother to him snugly, her breasts and full hips ignited the visual embers that lay just beneath the surface. At this point the swelling of his cock could not be avoided but neither would he pull away from her. His need for his mother was that great.
"Oh, mom," he whimpered as he gently pushed himself between her legs. He wanted his words of love and passion to pour out so she would know how he felt -- how he had always felt, but they just wouldn't come.
"It's OK, sweetheart; momma understands."
Kim then gently, as if adjusting her leg because she was uncomfortable, moved to open her stance allowing the hard cock of her son to press more fully and firmly between her bare legs. It felt natural and good for them both. Gently then Gary began to ever so carefully lift his crotch to her, getting more excited and harder with each passing minute.
Realizing it was only a matter of time before her youngster ejaculated in his boardshorts, and no longer willing to keep him at arm’s length, Kim moved her son to sit on top of the picnic table. She then seated herself on the bench in front of him between his legs - one on each side of her.
"Gary, move up to me a bit, honey. Just a bit more, babe. There, right there. Now just relax, and let mommy take care of you."
There in the cool of the evening Kim pushed up the leg of his boardshorts and teased out a very hard and excited cock. With the tenderness that only a mother can demonstrate toward her own, she licked her lips then slipped her mouth over Gary's cock and pleasured him while he groaned, praised and told her without shame how much he loved her - that he would always be there for her.
And watching from the shadows next to the house was Mike.
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