Slut Mother Gets Married Part 3 OR How My mother
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Joel stalked home from his girlfriend's house. It figures. He is finally gonna get the little tease to fuck him, and what happens? Her fucking parents come home. His 19th birthday present from her, ruined.
'Least her room is in the basement. They would've freaked,' he thought to himself. The thought of her bible-thumping parents catching him and her naked together made him laugh.
The aching in his balls quickly brought him back to his pissed off reality. He couldn't wait to get home, go into his room and spank to some porn. It sure as hell wasn't as good as pussy. BUT it did beat blue-balls by a mile.
Walking across his backyard, Joel noticed the lights were on in the kitchen and living room.
'Mom must've left them on,' he thought.
Their house was a sort of two story built onto a sloping lot. From the front it looked like a regular one story ranch, but from the back it was two full stories tall. Joel's room was on the lower floor, which was convenient for late night rendezvouses.
Figuring his mom had just left the lights on he went inside and crept quietly up the stairs heading to the kitchen to get something to drink.
Coming to the top of the stairs he heard sound coming from the living room. This struck Joel as odd since his mom was normally long asleep by this time. Maybe she had left the TV on?
He peeked around the corner from the hallway to the living room and had to choke back a gasp. The noise was obvious now.
His mom was gasping and groaning as she sat on the couch, her legs up on some guy's shoulders. He had a firm grip on her waist and was slamming his cock home again and again.
Yet another man, 'TWO GUYS!?' was all Joel could think, stood over his mother on the couch and as Joel watched, grunted shooting all over her tits. The load spattered onto his mother's full breasts joining even more cum. Obviously, these two could either cum buckets or there had been other men here earlier.
Joel heard his mom sigh and slurrily say, "Oh fuck yessss, cum on my tiizzz."
'She's drunk, getting gang-banged. Is this my mom?' Joel was in utter shock. Part of him was disgusted, both with his mother and with the part of him that was highly aroused.
The arousal was intense. Something unlike any he'd felt before.
He'd noticed his mom as a woman before. What with her full breasts and hips and cute face, any sane guy would. He'd even fantasized about her a time or two. But, nothing like he was seeing now. Those were just passing fancies at 13 and 14. Not now. Not after he'd experienced both girls and a couple women.
The man slamming his dick into her pussy grunted and pumped a few more strokes. He held himself fully in her for a few moments then withdrew, standing up. His short stubby cock dripped with his cum and her juices.
"Damn she's a fun slut. You ready to head out man," the man who had stroked off onto Joel's mother's chest was zipping up his pants.
"Yeah, one second," the second guy stepped up onto the couch, straddling her face.
He patted her face with his hand, "Open up honey. Come on you drunk bitch, open your mouth one more time tonight." He spoke the harsh words in a kind voice; the voice one would use to call a pet.
Joel's mother lolled her head around facing the man's cock and opened her mouth wide.
He put his wet dick in her mouth and she sucked on it lightly.
"Ah, no better way to clean up," he pulled his pants on. "I'm ready."
The two men left by the front door leaving Joel staring at his drunk, naked, cum-covered mom. Unsure of what to do, Joel went to the hall closet and pulled out a towel.
Walking into the living room he realized just how much cum there was.
His mom's 38D tits were covered in wet and some dried cum. Dried cum streamed down the side of her face and her neck. Cum leaked from her pussy and down her ass pooling on the sofa. He even saw cum splatters on the carpet.
"Shit mom, how many guys did you have in here," Joel asked. His mother merely snorted in her sleep. She had drifted off/passed out as he got the towel.
Wiping the cum from her tits Joel became acutely aware of the aching in his pants. His cock was throbbing, wanting to burst from his pants.
'Just gotta get her cleaned up and in bed, then I'm gonna whack it like 3 times,' he thought to himself.
Her breasts clean of the still wet cum Joel moved down and wiped between her thighs. He cleaned her up pretty good, but a little bit kept leaking out.
"Damn mom," he said out loud, "How much did they fucking put in you?"
Seeing his mom laying there, so vulnerable, so open, so...passed out. Joel stared at her tits. He'd always wondered what they felt like exactly. He'd caught his mom topless a couple times, and he knew they sagged when she didn't have a bra on, but hell, for a 44 year old woman, and as big as they were, well, that was to be expected a bit.
Deciding that a bit of playing couldn't hurt, Joel took the large breasts in his hands. God they felt nice. His mom moaned a little in her sleep, but nothing more.
"How much did you drink is another question mom," Joel said as he groped her. He kept playing with one hand and reached down and unzipped his pants with the other. Cleaning one more load off her tonight couldn't matter.
He figured he'd NEVER get this chance again and he may as well enjoy it while it lasted.
Stroking himself, playing with his mom's tits, and gazing at her well-kept body Joel could tell this orgasm was going to be special. Three hours of play with his girlfriend had helped as well.
"Fuck it mom. Seems like you had every other guy in the neighborhood tonight. What's one more?" Joel decided to go all the way. He wanted to be a motherfucker. And hell, cumming in a pussy, even a well-fucked, cum-filled twat like his mother's beat stroking off.
The rational part of his mind was screaming, 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?' but Joel had reached that a****l state of desire. He was male, he was horny, and available pussy was within reach.
He dropped his jeans, fist still wrapped around his hard 6 inch dick. Kneeling on the floor in front on his mom, he lifted her legs up onto his shoulders. He shook her to see if she'd wake up. The most he got was another snort.
"You are passed out mom. And fucked by your son. What a slut," he stuck his rod in her, "Damn, even stretched out and sloppy, still nice and warm."
He proceeded to fuck her, pumping hard and fast knowing he wasn't going to last more than 30 seconds.
Her pussy had been used by many cocks that night. She was sloppy wet with her juices and the men's cum. It didn't matter. Joel's arousal was enough nothing was going to stop him from filling his mother with another load.
The orgasm was mind-blowing. Waves of pleasure rushed through him as he emptied his full young balls into his mom. Panting he kept thrusting until the convulsions passed.
He pulled out, wiped himself and his mom off with the towel, and pulled his pants up.
He gently lifted his mom up and carried her to her room. She let out a soft sigh as he pulled the covers up to her chin. Then she started snoring. Joel smiled and then headed back downstairs and turned on his computer. He had at least one more load to lose tonight.
He never noticed the small video camera on its tripod in the corner. Standing as it did by a tall lamp, it had escaped Joel's attention. The battery ran recording an empty room for another 50 minutes...
'Least her room is in the basement. They would've freaked,' he thought to himself. The thought of her bible-thumping parents catching him and her naked together made him laugh.
The aching in his balls quickly brought him back to his pissed off reality. He couldn't wait to get home, go into his room and spank to some porn. It sure as hell wasn't as good as pussy. BUT it did beat blue-balls by a mile.
Walking across his backyard, Joel noticed the lights were on in the kitchen and living room.
'Mom must've left them on,' he thought.
Their house was a sort of two story built onto a sloping lot. From the front it looked like a regular one story ranch, but from the back it was two full stories tall. Joel's room was on the lower floor, which was convenient for late night rendezvouses.
Figuring his mom had just left the lights on he went inside and crept quietly up the stairs heading to the kitchen to get something to drink.
Coming to the top of the stairs he heard sound coming from the living room. This struck Joel as odd since his mom was normally long asleep by this time. Maybe she had left the TV on?
He peeked around the corner from the hallway to the living room and had to choke back a gasp. The noise was obvious now.
His mom was gasping and groaning as she sat on the couch, her legs up on some guy's shoulders. He had a firm grip on her waist and was slamming his cock home again and again.
Yet another man, 'TWO GUYS!?' was all Joel could think, stood over his mother on the couch and as Joel watched, grunted shooting all over her tits. The load spattered onto his mother's full breasts joining even more cum. Obviously, these two could either cum buckets or there had been other men here earlier.
Joel heard his mom sigh and slurrily say, "Oh fuck yessss, cum on my tiizzz."
'She's drunk, getting gang-banged. Is this my mom?' Joel was in utter shock. Part of him was disgusted, both with his mother and with the part of him that was highly aroused.
The arousal was intense. Something unlike any he'd felt before.
He'd noticed his mom as a woman before. What with her full breasts and hips and cute face, any sane guy would. He'd even fantasized about her a time or two. But, nothing like he was seeing now. Those were just passing fancies at 13 and 14. Not now. Not after he'd experienced both girls and a couple women.
The man slamming his dick into her pussy grunted and pumped a few more strokes. He held himself fully in her for a few moments then withdrew, standing up. His short stubby cock dripped with his cum and her juices.
"Damn she's a fun slut. You ready to head out man," the man who had stroked off onto Joel's mother's chest was zipping up his pants.
"Yeah, one second," the second guy stepped up onto the couch, straddling her face.
He patted her face with his hand, "Open up honey. Come on you drunk bitch, open your mouth one more time tonight." He spoke the harsh words in a kind voice; the voice one would use to call a pet.
Joel's mother lolled her head around facing the man's cock and opened her mouth wide.
He put his wet dick in her mouth and she sucked on it lightly.
"Ah, no better way to clean up," he pulled his pants on. "I'm ready."
The two men left by the front door leaving Joel staring at his drunk, naked, cum-covered mom. Unsure of what to do, Joel went to the hall closet and pulled out a towel.
Walking into the living room he realized just how much cum there was.
His mom's 38D tits were covered in wet and some dried cum. Dried cum streamed down the side of her face and her neck. Cum leaked from her pussy and down her ass pooling on the sofa. He even saw cum splatters on the carpet.
"Shit mom, how many guys did you have in here," Joel asked. His mother merely snorted in her sleep. She had drifted off/passed out as he got the towel.
Wiping the cum from her tits Joel became acutely aware of the aching in his pants. His cock was throbbing, wanting to burst from his pants.
'Just gotta get her cleaned up and in bed, then I'm gonna whack it like 3 times,' he thought to himself.
Her breasts clean of the still wet cum Joel moved down and wiped between her thighs. He cleaned her up pretty good, but a little bit kept leaking out.
"Damn mom," he said out loud, "How much did they fucking put in you?"
Seeing his mom laying there, so vulnerable, so open, so...passed out. Joel stared at her tits. He'd always wondered what they felt like exactly. He'd caught his mom topless a couple times, and he knew they sagged when she didn't have a bra on, but hell, for a 44 year old woman, and as big as they were, well, that was to be expected a bit.
Deciding that a bit of playing couldn't hurt, Joel took the large breasts in his hands. God they felt nice. His mom moaned a little in her sleep, but nothing more.
"How much did you drink is another question mom," Joel said as he groped her. He kept playing with one hand and reached down and unzipped his pants with the other. Cleaning one more load off her tonight couldn't matter.
He figured he'd NEVER get this chance again and he may as well enjoy it while it lasted.
Stroking himself, playing with his mom's tits, and gazing at her well-kept body Joel could tell this orgasm was going to be special. Three hours of play with his girlfriend had helped as well.
"Fuck it mom. Seems like you had every other guy in the neighborhood tonight. What's one more?" Joel decided to go all the way. He wanted to be a motherfucker. And hell, cumming in a pussy, even a well-fucked, cum-filled twat like his mother's beat stroking off.
The rational part of his mind was screaming, 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?' but Joel had reached that a****l state of desire. He was male, he was horny, and available pussy was within reach.
He dropped his jeans, fist still wrapped around his hard 6 inch dick. Kneeling on the floor in front on his mom, he lifted her legs up onto his shoulders. He shook her to see if she'd wake up. The most he got was another snort.
"You are passed out mom. And fucked by your son. What a slut," he stuck his rod in her, "Damn, even stretched out and sloppy, still nice and warm."
He proceeded to fuck her, pumping hard and fast knowing he wasn't going to last more than 30 seconds.
Her pussy had been used by many cocks that night. She was sloppy wet with her juices and the men's cum. It didn't matter. Joel's arousal was enough nothing was going to stop him from filling his mother with another load.
The orgasm was mind-blowing. Waves of pleasure rushed through him as he emptied his full young balls into his mom. Panting he kept thrusting until the convulsions passed.
He pulled out, wiped himself and his mom off with the towel, and pulled his pants up.
He gently lifted his mom up and carried her to her room. She let out a soft sigh as he pulled the covers up to her chin. Then she started snoring. Joel smiled and then headed back downstairs and turned on his computer. He had at least one more load to lose tonight.
He never noticed the small video camera on its tripod in the corner. Standing as it did by a tall lamp, it had escaped Joel's attention. The battery ran recording an empty room for another 50 minutes...
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