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“You’re very quiet son, is there a problem?”
“What? Er no, nothing Dad, just thinking.”
“Not worrying about your end of year exams are you, l thought everything was going well.”
Craig was home from University for the Easter break, he’d been home a couple of days and all seemed well with him. Tom had decided on a day fishing together like they had done often before Craig had gone away, but today Craig seemed very distant.
“No, nothing like that, everything is going well, my tutors say l shouldn’t have any problems.”
In fact the reason for Craig’s thoughtfulness lay much closer to home. He loved his mother and father very much, they had always been the perfect married couple as far as he was concerned, never afraid to show their affection for each other and brilliant parents. Craig was their only c***d and he could not have hoped for a happier c***dhood, he had always felt they had a very secure marriage, that was why he was troubled so much after the events of the previous afternoon.
Craig decided he had to say something, he knew he was opening a can of worms but he loved his father and could not stand back and watch him being deceived.
“I need to talk to you Dad,” he said finally.
“Sure son, what’s the problem? It’s obvious something is troubling you.”
“I know this is going to come as a shock Dad, but l can’t not say something.”
“Come on son,” Tom replied, reaching into the cool box and taking out two bottles of beer, removing the caps and passing one to Craig. “Spit it out son.”
Craig paused for a moment, knowing what he was about to say would hurt his father very much. He took a long pull on his beer then braced himself.
“I think Mum’s having an affair Dad.”
Tom paused just as he was about to take a swig of his beer. “What makes you think that Craig?”
Craig was somewhat a taken aback by his father’s reply but now that he had started he had to carry on.
“When you were out in town yesterday,” he continued, “l’d gone down to call on my mates but they were away with the football team so l went back home. I had been out just over an hour and as l turned into our street l saw Jack Turner coming out of our house, l didn’t think anything of it, l know you are good friends, anyway, when l reached our house l couldn’t see Mum anywhere, l went up to my room. As l passed your bedroom l saw the door was open, l could hear Mum in the shower and the bed was unmade and her clothes were strewn all over the floor.”
“Oh,” Tom responded, taking another mouthful of his beer.
“Is that all you have to say Dad, aren’t you bothered, you don’t seem as if it’s any surprise.”
“I think we’d better go home,” was all Tom said in response as he began packing up the fishing gear.
Tom was silent for the whole thirty minute journey home, Craig going over in his mind whether he should have just kept his suspicions to himself, worried that he might have started something that would tear his family apart. As he thought about it, his mind would not stop conjouring up a vision of his mother and Jack romping naked on that bed. He was well aware of how attractive his mother was and could understand men finding her sexy, he knew how many times he had lain awake at night picturing her as he stroked his cock. His formative years had been filled with fantasies, most of which had involved his mother naked.
Craig had always been aware of how attractive his mother was, she had always been the best looking mum waiting at the school gate and it had always filled him with pride when she took his hand to walk home. Later, through his teenage years, he had often heard the comments of other boys with their wild fantasies and contrary to any animosity he felt, their comments had only served to fuel his own fantasies. Masturbating quickly became his main pastime, often taking any opportunity when alone in the house to search through the laundry basket for her discarded underwear, holding her panties or bras against his nose in order to savour the smell of her as he pumped his cock to orgasm.
Of course nothing sexual had ever happened between them and as he grew older there had always been a steady supply of willing girl friends prepared to let him fondle their tits or finger their pussies. Craig was a good looking boy and his family were financially well off which often meant that girls were prepared to compete for his attention. Craig had quickly realised how to take advantage of this situation and soon simple groping had not been satisfying enough and oral sex became the norm. The problem had always been that whenever one of those girls were willingly sliding their mouths over his cock, he only had to close his eyes to imagine his mother’s sensuous lips engulfing him and sucking his balls dry. Even the day he finally lost his virginity, with Cassie Edwards lying naked and ready for him that summer afternoon on the lawn, both Mum and Dad having gone out for the day, he could remember now the sensation of sliding his cock into that sweet, tight cunt, but when he looked down at Cassie’s face as she struggled to accommodate the size of him, it was his mother’s face he saw, smiling at him, encouraging and telling him she loved him.
Craig was jolted out of his daydreaming as the car pulled into the drive, he was aware of the rock hard erection in his trousers, hoping that he could make it from the car to his room without anyone noticing his condition. Luckily, Tom was preoccupied with unloading the car and upon entering the house he could see his mother moving in the kitchen which allowed him to make it upstairs without having to confront her. Needless to say, once safely in his room, it only took seconds to release his cock from the straining trousers and with a few hard pumps of his hand he was unleashing copious amounts of spunk into a wad of tissues.
Craig’s room had it’s own shower room, he decided a cool shower would probably help to calm him down. He couldn’t get the vision out of his head, his mother on all fours, her large breasts swinging violently as Jack pummelled away inside her cunt from the rear. He could even hear her shouts of encouragement, begging him to fuck her harder, screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm poured through her body. Craig realised that he was still hard, his one hand still wrapped around his cock, he realised that just wanking was not enough, he needed a hot cunt to drive his cock into, he decided to shower then go into town and find some of his old mates, there was bound to be some of the girls there, he had fucked most of them in the past so was confident he would find a willing recipient for his lust.
Just as Craig was finishing getting dressed his father called up the stairs, asking him to come down to the lounge as he and his mother wanted to speak to him. Craig entered the room somewhat uncertain as to what was about to happen, Tom handed him a beer and ushered him into an armchair directly across from the sofa. Carol, his mother, was already on the sofa and Tom handed her a glass of wine as he took his place beside her.
Craig had to admit that his mother was still a very attractive woman, 41 years of age, five foot ten inches with a voluptuous figure kept in trim with regular visits to the gym. She was wearing a strappy, thin top which hugged her generous breasts, the outline of them and the noticeable projection of her nipples making it obvious that she was not wearing a bra. This was not unusual, Carol often went without a bra, preferring the sense of freedom, however this had always been one of the main problems for Craig with his inability to take his eyes off the movement of her breasts when she walked. Carol usually never wore skirts more than one or two inches above her knee but preferred tight jeans which emphasised her round bum and shapely legs. Craig noticed that the tartan pleated skirt she was wearing was much shorter than usual and with her legs crossed there was a large area of thigh on show. Looking at her now, Craig felt a stirring in his loins and was grateful that he was sitting down.
“We both think it’s time that you were told some of our long held secrets.” Tom began, noticeably linking hands with Carol as he spoke. “You weren’t completely wrong,” he continued, “Jack and your mother were having sex, but it’s not an affair as you would describe it.”
“Just a minute Dad,” Craig interrupted, “you mean you knew about it?”
“Let your father finish sweetheart ,” Carol spoke for the first time, “all we ask is that you don’t make any judgements until you’ve heard us out.”
Craig went to speak but his mother held up her hand, “l think we had better start from the beginning Tom,” she said, then turning to Craig, “listen to the whole story but just remember that nothing we tell you affects the way your father and l love each other, or how much we both love you.”
Again Craig went to speak but Carol silenced him with a look.
“I’ll go back to the beginning,” Tom continued. “As you know, your mother and l were school sweethearts, l fell in love with her the first time l saw her, she took a bit longer but by the time we were sixteen we were cemented as a couple. By the time l was leaving school at eighteen your Grandad was preparing to step down from the company and wanted to hand it all to me, much the same as l am planning to hand it over to you once you finish Uni.”
“I spent a couple of years in the company before your Grandad handed it over, by that time your mother and l were committed to marrying each other. Let me say now, right from the start l couldn’t believe my luck, she was by far the best looking girl in the school and all the boys were after her, l spent many a sleepless night trying to pluck up the courage to ask her to be my boyfriend, l never though l had a chance.”
Carol gave his hand a squeeze and turned to kiss him full on the mouth. Craig had often witnessed this sort of show of affection between them.
“Your Dad was a good looking boy,” she said to Craig, “ but l was enjoying the attention from the other boys, it took me a while to realise that while most of the boys were mainly interested in feeling my boobs or putting their hands up my skirt, your father was totally different. I have realised how special he is over the years, it’s me who’s the lucky one.”
“So why……” Craig went to interrupt but again his mother stopped him.
“After we got married,” Tom continued, “we decided to start a family straight away, the trouble was that your mother had difficulty conceiving. Believe me we tried,” he laughed, “you could say we were at it like bunnies. At first l blamed myself, l’m not well blessed when it comes to cock size and l convinced myself that was the reason. After a while our sex life started to dwindle, l was convinced that my lack of size was the problem and as a result l started to find it difficult to maintain an erection. We tried a few things, we bought vibrators and l would watch your mother using them, she bought costumes and dressed up in various sexy outfits, then we started watching porn together, it was video tapes in those days.”
“We tried to copy some of the things we saw on the tapes,” Carol took up the story. “I had done oral on your Dad a few times but only quickies so l decided to concentrate more on that, eventually bringing him to orgasm.”
“What… you mean all the way…in your mouth?” Craig interrupted.
“Well not at first,” she continued, “he would pull out before he came but l had seen the girls on the tapes taking it in their mouths and swallowing and l eventually decided l wanted to try it. I was nervous at first but it was obvious how much your father enjoyed it, and l loved him so much.”
Craig was well aware how much effect this whole situation was having on him, he could feel his cock engorging and felt increasingly uncomfortable but was afraid to move and make a display of how much he was getting turned on.
“I had noticed that all the men on the tapes had huge cocks,” Tom said, “l began talking to your mother about the size of their cocks and we talked about how it would feel to have a huge cock inside her. Soon we were talking up fantasies where men with huge cocks were lining up to fuck her, we even bought extra large dildos and vibrators and would pretend she was being fucked by groups of strangers. This worked for a while but soon my problem returned. This time, when we started on our fantasies l asked your Mum what she felt about the idea of actually having sex with other men.”
“I said no at first,” Carol took up the tale. “I didn’t want another man, l had the man l wanted. I had seen the way other men looked at me and l admit that l got a bit of a thrill from it. It was about then that your Grandma died, it was a very traumatic time for your father and again our sex life dwindled, the only thing was that l began to get very frustrated, l would masturbate three or four times a day but l couldn’t get much satisfaction. Then, one day l went round to check on your Grandad, l had my own key so let myself in, l could hear music coming from the lounge and when l walked in l discovered him stark naked, sitting in his armchair, holding a photograph of me in a bathing costume in one hand and the biggest cock l had ever seen in the other. He looked up and saw me there, l expected him to be all embarrassed but instead he just smiled at me and continued stroking his cock. I will never know what came over me, it was as if l was out of control, l simply walked over and knelt in front of him, taking the head of his cock into my mouth. He was huge, just like the films, he took hold of me and pushed me down onto him, l felt him reach the back of my throat before l’d taken half of him.”
“I can’t explain what came over me as he started calling me slutty names as he moved my mouth up and down his cock. Then he pulled me off him and told me to undress, l didn’t even question him, l was naked in seconds then he got me on all fours, kneeling behind me and thrusting himself into my pussy. He was rough with me but l felt compelled to push back each time he thrust, feeling him go deeper inside me than any of the dildos had ever gone. My orgasm was massive and when he came it was like liquid fire inside me.”
Craig noticed that his mother’s hand had moved to the front of his father’s trousers as she was giving her account of sex with her father-in-law. He could feel his own cock pulsing but was afraid to move and display how hard he was.
“Did you tell Dad what had happened?” he asked.
“Yes l did,” she replied, “l did contemplate not telling him but l couldn’t deceive him like that.”
“What did you think Dad?”
“At that time son l was going through a rough patch, we had talked a lot about your mother being fucked by other men, l knew she was frustrated because of my inability to keep an erection. I tried my best to satisfy her with fingers and mouth, in fact l think l got pretty good at giving oral.”
“He’s the best,” Carol broke in, giving Tom’s cock a squeeze.
Seeing his mother doing that so openly almost caused his cock to explode, the whole situation was playing mind games with him, he desperately wanted to take his cock out and bring himself off but these were his parents, he thought he was going crazy.
“The thing was,” Tom continued, “l was half expecting your mother to get some cock elsewhere, she was and still is a very attractive woman and l had seen the look that most men gave when they looked at her. I know l should have reacted differently when she told me about your Grandad but as she was telling me l felt myself getting more and more excited. I started asking her questions, wanting more detail, wanting to know what he had called her, how she felt when he called her those names, how it felt to have such a huge cock ramming up inside her. In the end it was like a dam bursting inside me, l had the best erection l’d had for months, l ended up tearing her clothes off, bending her over the back of the sofa and fucking her as hard as l could. I had never been that violent with her, it was totally against my nature, but there l was, ramming my cock into her and calling her all the names my father had done.”
“It was the best sex we’d had for ages,” Carol interrupted, “it was at that moment that we both realised that we didn’t just want to talk and fantasise about me taking other men, we actually wanted to do it. That was the first time in months that your father had stayed hard long enough to cum inside my cunt, usually l had to take him in my mouth but that time when l felt the heat of his cum inside me l had a beautiful orgasm.”
“So was that the end to your problem,” Craig asked, “or did you actually start acting out your fantasies.”
“Oh we certainly did,” Carol laughed. “We started regular sessions with Grandad, at first your father just wanted to watch him fuck me but soon he joined in and l usually ended up taking them both at once, one in my mouth and one in my cunt.”
Carol could see how uncomfortable her son was, she quessed he was having trouble with his erection. “Why don’t you take it out,” she said, openly staring at his crotch, “l’m sure you will feel more comfortable.”
“But Mum,” he cried, feeling his face going bright red with embarrassment.
“Oh don’t be silly son,” she replied, “we’re sat here telling you about what a slut l am, letting your Grandad and father fuck me together, this is hardly a normal conversation between a son and his parents. Your father and l are both aware how this is going to end so l think it’s about time we stopped wasting time and get on with it.”
“What do you mean Mum.”
“This son,” she replied, and in one movement she took hold of the hem of her top and pulled it up over her head then throwing it onto the floor, her 36 D tits bouncing free. Then she pulled up her skirt uncrossed her legs and opened them wide to reveal her naked, shaved cunt. “It’s time you stopped wanking into my dirty panties and showed me what sort of man you are. Come over here and we’ll all have some fun.”
Craig’s head was spinning, he knew this was wrong but he was just staring at her, here was the woman of his wet dreams and wanking fantasies, those beautiful tits, heavy and full just beginning to show signs of sagging, the dark circles of her aureole and those big rubbery nipples. He looked between her legs, the pouting lips of her labia, glistening with moisture, showing how excited she was, he glimpsed a slight movement in her cunt as if it were a rose bud, opening for him. At that moment, the fact that she was his mother only served to increase his need, he knew he had to have her.
As if driven by some remote control Craig rose from his chair and crossed over to the sofa. As he reached her she stopped him, making him stand in front of her.
“You shouldn’t keep him trapped like that,” she said placing her hand on the front of his trousers. Craig could feel the electricity of her touch through the material. He glanced at his father and he noticed for the first time that he had taken his cock out and was stroking himself.
“Time for Mummy to get her treat,” Carol said undoing the belt of Craig’s trousers then sliding down the zip and pulling both trousers and underpants down. Craig’s cock sprang free, the glistening head bouncing just inches in front of her face. “Oh my word!” she exclaimed, “ what a gorgeous cock, looks like he’s inherited one from your father Tom.”
With that she moved slightly forward, putting both hands on his buttocks and pulled him into her waiting mouth.
It was the last straw for Craig, he couldn’t hold back any longer, he took hold of her and forced his cock deep into her mouth as it exploded, pumping his cum into her throat. He felt her gagging as she struggled to cope with his seed, he went to pull back but she held him tight, refusing to let him go, eagerly sucking and swallowing as jet after jet filled her. Unable to take it all, some of his cum escaped, trickling down her chin and falling onto her tits. Craig thought he would never stop cumming, he couldn’t remember an orgasm like it. He felt her hand on his balls, stroking and teasing as if trying to get them to send more of his thick cum into her mouth.
Eventually he felt the power of his orgasm subside. As if reluctantly, his mother allowed him to withdraw from her mouth but only so she could use her fingers to scoop up the cum from her chin and tits, transferring them to her mouth.
“My turn,” Tom said, taking hold of her head and guiding her mouth onto his cock just as his orgasm took over.
Craig was in a daze, he didn’t know whether to feel ashamed or elated, he just stared in wonder as his mother drained the last dregs of cum from his father’s cock.
“Well, that was nice for starters,” Carol chuckled as she sat upright, “now why don’t we all get naked then your father and l will finish our story while you recover enough to give me a good, hard fucking.”……..(to be continued).
“What? Er no, nothing Dad, just thinking.”
“Not worrying about your end of year exams are you, l thought everything was going well.”
Craig was home from University for the Easter break, he’d been home a couple of days and all seemed well with him. Tom had decided on a day fishing together like they had done often before Craig had gone away, but today Craig seemed very distant.
“No, nothing like that, everything is going well, my tutors say l shouldn’t have any problems.”
In fact the reason for Craig’s thoughtfulness lay much closer to home. He loved his mother and father very much, they had always been the perfect married couple as far as he was concerned, never afraid to show their affection for each other and brilliant parents. Craig was their only c***d and he could not have hoped for a happier c***dhood, he had always felt they had a very secure marriage, that was why he was troubled so much after the events of the previous afternoon.
Craig decided he had to say something, he knew he was opening a can of worms but he loved his father and could not stand back and watch him being deceived.
“I need to talk to you Dad,” he said finally.
“Sure son, what’s the problem? It’s obvious something is troubling you.”
“I know this is going to come as a shock Dad, but l can’t not say something.”
“Come on son,” Tom replied, reaching into the cool box and taking out two bottles of beer, removing the caps and passing one to Craig. “Spit it out son.”
Craig paused for a moment, knowing what he was about to say would hurt his father very much. He took a long pull on his beer then braced himself.
“I think Mum’s having an affair Dad.”
Tom paused just as he was about to take a swig of his beer. “What makes you think that Craig?”
Craig was somewhat a taken aback by his father’s reply but now that he had started he had to carry on.
“When you were out in town yesterday,” he continued, “l’d gone down to call on my mates but they were away with the football team so l went back home. I had been out just over an hour and as l turned into our street l saw Jack Turner coming out of our house, l didn’t think anything of it, l know you are good friends, anyway, when l reached our house l couldn’t see Mum anywhere, l went up to my room. As l passed your bedroom l saw the door was open, l could hear Mum in the shower and the bed was unmade and her clothes were strewn all over the floor.”
“Oh,” Tom responded, taking another mouthful of his beer.
“Is that all you have to say Dad, aren’t you bothered, you don’t seem as if it’s any surprise.”
“I think we’d better go home,” was all Tom said in response as he began packing up the fishing gear.
Tom was silent for the whole thirty minute journey home, Craig going over in his mind whether he should have just kept his suspicions to himself, worried that he might have started something that would tear his family apart. As he thought about it, his mind would not stop conjouring up a vision of his mother and Jack romping naked on that bed. He was well aware of how attractive his mother was and could understand men finding her sexy, he knew how many times he had lain awake at night picturing her as he stroked his cock. His formative years had been filled with fantasies, most of which had involved his mother naked.
Craig had always been aware of how attractive his mother was, she had always been the best looking mum waiting at the school gate and it had always filled him with pride when she took his hand to walk home. Later, through his teenage years, he had often heard the comments of other boys with their wild fantasies and contrary to any animosity he felt, their comments had only served to fuel his own fantasies. Masturbating quickly became his main pastime, often taking any opportunity when alone in the house to search through the laundry basket for her discarded underwear, holding her panties or bras against his nose in order to savour the smell of her as he pumped his cock to orgasm.
Of course nothing sexual had ever happened between them and as he grew older there had always been a steady supply of willing girl friends prepared to let him fondle their tits or finger their pussies. Craig was a good looking boy and his family were financially well off which often meant that girls were prepared to compete for his attention. Craig had quickly realised how to take advantage of this situation and soon simple groping had not been satisfying enough and oral sex became the norm. The problem had always been that whenever one of those girls were willingly sliding their mouths over his cock, he only had to close his eyes to imagine his mother’s sensuous lips engulfing him and sucking his balls dry. Even the day he finally lost his virginity, with Cassie Edwards lying naked and ready for him that summer afternoon on the lawn, both Mum and Dad having gone out for the day, he could remember now the sensation of sliding his cock into that sweet, tight cunt, but when he looked down at Cassie’s face as she struggled to accommodate the size of him, it was his mother’s face he saw, smiling at him, encouraging and telling him she loved him.
Craig was jolted out of his daydreaming as the car pulled into the drive, he was aware of the rock hard erection in his trousers, hoping that he could make it from the car to his room without anyone noticing his condition. Luckily, Tom was preoccupied with unloading the car and upon entering the house he could see his mother moving in the kitchen which allowed him to make it upstairs without having to confront her. Needless to say, once safely in his room, it only took seconds to release his cock from the straining trousers and with a few hard pumps of his hand he was unleashing copious amounts of spunk into a wad of tissues.
Craig’s room had it’s own shower room, he decided a cool shower would probably help to calm him down. He couldn’t get the vision out of his head, his mother on all fours, her large breasts swinging violently as Jack pummelled away inside her cunt from the rear. He could even hear her shouts of encouragement, begging him to fuck her harder, screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm poured through her body. Craig realised that he was still hard, his one hand still wrapped around his cock, he realised that just wanking was not enough, he needed a hot cunt to drive his cock into, he decided to shower then go into town and find some of his old mates, there was bound to be some of the girls there, he had fucked most of them in the past so was confident he would find a willing recipient for his lust.
Just as Craig was finishing getting dressed his father called up the stairs, asking him to come down to the lounge as he and his mother wanted to speak to him. Craig entered the room somewhat uncertain as to what was about to happen, Tom handed him a beer and ushered him into an armchair directly across from the sofa. Carol, his mother, was already on the sofa and Tom handed her a glass of wine as he took his place beside her.
Craig had to admit that his mother was still a very attractive woman, 41 years of age, five foot ten inches with a voluptuous figure kept in trim with regular visits to the gym. She was wearing a strappy, thin top which hugged her generous breasts, the outline of them and the noticeable projection of her nipples making it obvious that she was not wearing a bra. This was not unusual, Carol often went without a bra, preferring the sense of freedom, however this had always been one of the main problems for Craig with his inability to take his eyes off the movement of her breasts when she walked. Carol usually never wore skirts more than one or two inches above her knee but preferred tight jeans which emphasised her round bum and shapely legs. Craig noticed that the tartan pleated skirt she was wearing was much shorter than usual and with her legs crossed there was a large area of thigh on show. Looking at her now, Craig felt a stirring in his loins and was grateful that he was sitting down.
“We both think it’s time that you were told some of our long held secrets.” Tom began, noticeably linking hands with Carol as he spoke. “You weren’t completely wrong,” he continued, “Jack and your mother were having sex, but it’s not an affair as you would describe it.”
“Just a minute Dad,” Craig interrupted, “you mean you knew about it?”
“Let your father finish sweetheart ,” Carol spoke for the first time, “all we ask is that you don’t make any judgements until you’ve heard us out.”
Craig went to speak but his mother held up her hand, “l think we had better start from the beginning Tom,” she said, then turning to Craig, “listen to the whole story but just remember that nothing we tell you affects the way your father and l love each other, or how much we both love you.”
Again Craig went to speak but Carol silenced him with a look.
“I’ll go back to the beginning,” Tom continued. “As you know, your mother and l were school sweethearts, l fell in love with her the first time l saw her, she took a bit longer but by the time we were sixteen we were cemented as a couple. By the time l was leaving school at eighteen your Grandad was preparing to step down from the company and wanted to hand it all to me, much the same as l am planning to hand it over to you once you finish Uni.”
“I spent a couple of years in the company before your Grandad handed it over, by that time your mother and l were committed to marrying each other. Let me say now, right from the start l couldn’t believe my luck, she was by far the best looking girl in the school and all the boys were after her, l spent many a sleepless night trying to pluck up the courage to ask her to be my boyfriend, l never though l had a chance.”
Carol gave his hand a squeeze and turned to kiss him full on the mouth. Craig had often witnessed this sort of show of affection between them.
“Your Dad was a good looking boy,” she said to Craig, “ but l was enjoying the attention from the other boys, it took me a while to realise that while most of the boys were mainly interested in feeling my boobs or putting their hands up my skirt, your father was totally different. I have realised how special he is over the years, it’s me who’s the lucky one.”
“So why……” Craig went to interrupt but again his mother stopped him.
“After we got married,” Tom continued, “we decided to start a family straight away, the trouble was that your mother had difficulty conceiving. Believe me we tried,” he laughed, “you could say we were at it like bunnies. At first l blamed myself, l’m not well blessed when it comes to cock size and l convinced myself that was the reason. After a while our sex life started to dwindle, l was convinced that my lack of size was the problem and as a result l started to find it difficult to maintain an erection. We tried a few things, we bought vibrators and l would watch your mother using them, she bought costumes and dressed up in various sexy outfits, then we started watching porn together, it was video tapes in those days.”
“We tried to copy some of the things we saw on the tapes,” Carol took up the story. “I had done oral on your Dad a few times but only quickies so l decided to concentrate more on that, eventually bringing him to orgasm.”
“What… you mean all the way…in your mouth?” Craig interrupted.
“Well not at first,” she continued, “he would pull out before he came but l had seen the girls on the tapes taking it in their mouths and swallowing and l eventually decided l wanted to try it. I was nervous at first but it was obvious how much your father enjoyed it, and l loved him so much.”
Craig was well aware how much effect this whole situation was having on him, he could feel his cock engorging and felt increasingly uncomfortable but was afraid to move and make a display of how much he was getting turned on.
“I had noticed that all the men on the tapes had huge cocks,” Tom said, “l began talking to your mother about the size of their cocks and we talked about how it would feel to have a huge cock inside her. Soon we were talking up fantasies where men with huge cocks were lining up to fuck her, we even bought extra large dildos and vibrators and would pretend she was being fucked by groups of strangers. This worked for a while but soon my problem returned. This time, when we started on our fantasies l asked your Mum what she felt about the idea of actually having sex with other men.”
“I said no at first,” Carol took up the tale. “I didn’t want another man, l had the man l wanted. I had seen the way other men looked at me and l admit that l got a bit of a thrill from it. It was about then that your Grandma died, it was a very traumatic time for your father and again our sex life dwindled, the only thing was that l began to get very frustrated, l would masturbate three or four times a day but l couldn’t get much satisfaction. Then, one day l went round to check on your Grandad, l had my own key so let myself in, l could hear music coming from the lounge and when l walked in l discovered him stark naked, sitting in his armchair, holding a photograph of me in a bathing costume in one hand and the biggest cock l had ever seen in the other. He looked up and saw me there, l expected him to be all embarrassed but instead he just smiled at me and continued stroking his cock. I will never know what came over me, it was as if l was out of control, l simply walked over and knelt in front of him, taking the head of his cock into my mouth. He was huge, just like the films, he took hold of me and pushed me down onto him, l felt him reach the back of my throat before l’d taken half of him.”
“I can’t explain what came over me as he started calling me slutty names as he moved my mouth up and down his cock. Then he pulled me off him and told me to undress, l didn’t even question him, l was naked in seconds then he got me on all fours, kneeling behind me and thrusting himself into my pussy. He was rough with me but l felt compelled to push back each time he thrust, feeling him go deeper inside me than any of the dildos had ever gone. My orgasm was massive and when he came it was like liquid fire inside me.”
Craig noticed that his mother’s hand had moved to the front of his father’s trousers as she was giving her account of sex with her father-in-law. He could feel his own cock pulsing but was afraid to move and display how hard he was.
“Did you tell Dad what had happened?” he asked.
“Yes l did,” she replied, “l did contemplate not telling him but l couldn’t deceive him like that.”
“What did you think Dad?”
“At that time son l was going through a rough patch, we had talked a lot about your mother being fucked by other men, l knew she was frustrated because of my inability to keep an erection. I tried my best to satisfy her with fingers and mouth, in fact l think l got pretty good at giving oral.”
“He’s the best,” Carol broke in, giving Tom’s cock a squeeze.
Seeing his mother doing that so openly almost caused his cock to explode, the whole situation was playing mind games with him, he desperately wanted to take his cock out and bring himself off but these were his parents, he thought he was going crazy.
“The thing was,” Tom continued, “l was half expecting your mother to get some cock elsewhere, she was and still is a very attractive woman and l had seen the look that most men gave when they looked at her. I know l should have reacted differently when she told me about your Grandad but as she was telling me l felt myself getting more and more excited. I started asking her questions, wanting more detail, wanting to know what he had called her, how she felt when he called her those names, how it felt to have such a huge cock ramming up inside her. In the end it was like a dam bursting inside me, l had the best erection l’d had for months, l ended up tearing her clothes off, bending her over the back of the sofa and fucking her as hard as l could. I had never been that violent with her, it was totally against my nature, but there l was, ramming my cock into her and calling her all the names my father had done.”
“It was the best sex we’d had for ages,” Carol interrupted, “it was at that moment that we both realised that we didn’t just want to talk and fantasise about me taking other men, we actually wanted to do it. That was the first time in months that your father had stayed hard long enough to cum inside my cunt, usually l had to take him in my mouth but that time when l felt the heat of his cum inside me l had a beautiful orgasm.”
“So was that the end to your problem,” Craig asked, “or did you actually start acting out your fantasies.”
“Oh we certainly did,” Carol laughed. “We started regular sessions with Grandad, at first your father just wanted to watch him fuck me but soon he joined in and l usually ended up taking them both at once, one in my mouth and one in my cunt.”
Carol could see how uncomfortable her son was, she quessed he was having trouble with his erection. “Why don’t you take it out,” she said, openly staring at his crotch, “l’m sure you will feel more comfortable.”
“But Mum,” he cried, feeling his face going bright red with embarrassment.
“Oh don’t be silly son,” she replied, “we’re sat here telling you about what a slut l am, letting your Grandad and father fuck me together, this is hardly a normal conversation between a son and his parents. Your father and l are both aware how this is going to end so l think it’s about time we stopped wasting time and get on with it.”
“What do you mean Mum.”
“This son,” she replied, and in one movement she took hold of the hem of her top and pulled it up over her head then throwing it onto the floor, her 36 D tits bouncing free. Then she pulled up her skirt uncrossed her legs and opened them wide to reveal her naked, shaved cunt. “It’s time you stopped wanking into my dirty panties and showed me what sort of man you are. Come over here and we’ll all have some fun.”
Craig’s head was spinning, he knew this was wrong but he was just staring at her, here was the woman of his wet dreams and wanking fantasies, those beautiful tits, heavy and full just beginning to show signs of sagging, the dark circles of her aureole and those big rubbery nipples. He looked between her legs, the pouting lips of her labia, glistening with moisture, showing how excited she was, he glimpsed a slight movement in her cunt as if it were a rose bud, opening for him. At that moment, the fact that she was his mother only served to increase his need, he knew he had to have her.
As if driven by some remote control Craig rose from his chair and crossed over to the sofa. As he reached her she stopped him, making him stand in front of her.
“You shouldn’t keep him trapped like that,” she said placing her hand on the front of his trousers. Craig could feel the electricity of her touch through the material. He glanced at his father and he noticed for the first time that he had taken his cock out and was stroking himself.
“Time for Mummy to get her treat,” Carol said undoing the belt of Craig’s trousers then sliding down the zip and pulling both trousers and underpants down. Craig’s cock sprang free, the glistening head bouncing just inches in front of her face. “Oh my word!” she exclaimed, “ what a gorgeous cock, looks like he’s inherited one from your father Tom.”
With that she moved slightly forward, putting both hands on his buttocks and pulled him into her waiting mouth.
It was the last straw for Craig, he couldn’t hold back any longer, he took hold of her and forced his cock deep into her mouth as it exploded, pumping his cum into her throat. He felt her gagging as she struggled to cope with his seed, he went to pull back but she held him tight, refusing to let him go, eagerly sucking and swallowing as jet after jet filled her. Unable to take it all, some of his cum escaped, trickling down her chin and falling onto her tits. Craig thought he would never stop cumming, he couldn’t remember an orgasm like it. He felt her hand on his balls, stroking and teasing as if trying to get them to send more of his thick cum into her mouth.
Eventually he felt the power of his orgasm subside. As if reluctantly, his mother allowed him to withdraw from her mouth but only so she could use her fingers to scoop up the cum from her chin and tits, transferring them to her mouth.
“My turn,” Tom said, taking hold of her head and guiding her mouth onto his cock just as his orgasm took over.
Craig was in a daze, he didn’t know whether to feel ashamed or elated, he just stared in wonder as his mother drained the last dregs of cum from his father’s cock.
“Well, that was nice for starters,” Carol chuckled as she sat upright, “now why don’t we all get naked then your father and l will finish our story while you recover enough to give me a good, hard fucking.”……..(to be continued).
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