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Mom and friend have more sex in front of poor son.
My mom had sucked off one of my friends, then spent a loud and passionate night with my friend Blake before making him breakfast wearing nothing but an apron and giving him head under the table. And I was there for the whole thing! It was a pretty intense and upsetting day for me, and going to school after that was weird.
Everywhere I went, different people would stare at me. Whispers of "slut mom" and "milf" followed me around. One guy showed me a picture on his phone of my mom's tits covered in Blake's cum. The school was buzzing with stories about my mother and the way she nailed my friend Blake.
I was feeling sort of pissed, so I went and pulled my friend aside alone in the locker room to speak to him.
"Dude, you told everyone you fucked my mom?"
"Yeah, she really knew how to handle a cock."
"Seriously, man, stop telling people! You sent pictures of my naked mom around to people?! What the hell!"
Here, I shoved him against the wall, but this was really dumb of me. Blake was a strong, muscular guy and I barely moved him, whereas he was able to knock me painfully against the ground.
"Listen, faggot," he said to me, "You should be happy I'm giving your mom what she wants. She loves my fat cock pounding in and out of her crotch, she loves getting soaked with my jizz. And you know what? I'll keep fucking your mommy's tits and ramming myself down her throat for as long as I fucking want, and you can't do shit about it."
He reached his hands into his pants and pulled out his giant cock.
"This is what your mom has been sucking on, and this is what I'm going to use to make her quiver in ecstasy."
He bent over and slapped me in the face with his cock before punching me in the gut and leaving me.
When I got home from school, I found my mom out by the pool, tanning in a tiny string bikini. The small straps over her shoulder were barely able to hold up her chest, and the thong bottom raised her cheeks into a firm position.
"Hey, buddy," she called to me, "How was school?"
"Crappy," I told her, rubbing the painful mark where Blake had slapped me with his cock, "And it's all your fault."
"Oh, honey," my mom said, dismissively, "Your friends think I'm sexy, there's nothing wrong with that. Just like there's nothing wrong with me fucking Blake from time to time."
"But he told everyone at my school."
"So?" my mom asked, "He scored with an amazing hot chick, who happens to be your mother. If you got to do to some girl what Blake got to do to me, you'd tell everyone too."
I stared at my mom for a minute in complete disbelief.
"Plus, I have a great rack," she added, cupping her breasts with her hand.
I didn't know what to do. I stormed back into the house, but ended up back outside by the pool with my mom.
"Are you going to fuck him again?" I asked.
"Of course, honey," she told me, "Your mommy loves Blake's cock."
"Can you just not do it in front of me?"
"Ha, sorry love, but that's the only way it's fun."
I didn't understand.
"Blake says you get all squeamish whenever you hear me and sex in the same sentence."
I blinked. "Well yeah, you're my mom."
My mom sat up from her chair and faced me, her tits jiggling.
"So? I have sexual needs too! And you need to understand that. That's why it's so much more fun when you're around. I get to teach you a lesson and get my brains fucked out at the same time!" She giggled.
"Oh," my mom added, "Blake's coming for dinner tonight, so make sure you're there."
I grunted angrily and headed back to my room. A few hours passed in which I tried to forget about my mom's nymphomania. However, dinner came around soon, so I headed out into the kitchen.
Mom was out there, cooking something in a big pot over the stove. She was wearing incredibly high heels, the kind that poised her leg up into a taught stretch of tan skin. She was wearing an apron again, but this one was even skimpier, a small red piece that tied around her neck. The strings went down the top of her breasts, ending right before her nipples, showing off all possible cleavage. The bright red ran all the way down, ending very high up, just beneath her groin. When she turned to the side, you could see everything; the sides of her boobs were bright and tan, held up perkily by the pressure of the apron. Her boobs held the apron up like a tent over her stomach, from the side allowing a look at the deep cavern of her smooth tummy. Then, from behind, everything was daintily exposed, her ass hanging out in open air and the back of her pussy puffy and shaven.
"Hey Chad," she called, coming to hug me. I coiled away from her embrace, embarrassed and disgusted by her outfit. I was too shocked to speak.
"Blake's coming over soon," she yelled, her heels clicking as she ran back to the stove, "Go set the table."
What else was I going to do? I went and set the table as my near-naked mother pranced around the kitchen in her sexy heels.
The doorbell rang and my mom sauntered off to answer it. I finished setting the table, poured myself a glass of water and sat down at my seat. I waited a while, but no one came back from the door, so I went to go check on them.
As I got closer, I started to hear noises, and soon I understood why. Blake was standing in the frame of my front door, his pants around his ankles, my mother squatted down right between his legs slurping loudly on his meaty cock. Her legs were spread in the squat, and the apron dangled over her front like a loin cloth to some jungle mistress.
Blake was fingering her chest over the apron, rolling her taut breast around in his palm. My mom just sucked dutifully between his legs, slurping with loud sloppy sounds.
SLLLURRRRRPPP
I went back into my room and shut the door. Even isolated here, I could still hear the noise of my mom's drool on my friend's cock.
My mom came in a few minutes later, Blake dr****g his arm around her and groping her tit.
"Come in, now," she said, and Blake slapped her ass, "Dinner." My mom retreated back to the kitchen, giggling girlishly.
I went and sat down at the table, where Blake and my Mom's places eat had a dish of casserole and a plate of potatoes, where mine only had potatoes.
"Why don't I get casserole?" I asked, Blake already eating his.
"Well, the casserole is for energy," she said, "All the energy Blake and I use when we fuck. But you're not fucking anyone, so I didn't think you'd need. You can have half of mine, though."
She scooped half out from her tray and placed it on my plate, a pasta mush that was shiny and wet.
I started to eat. Every once in a while, Blake would reach over and grab my mother's breast, and it was clear she was stroking his cock beneath the table. As she chewed, her tits bounced up and down in the tight skimpy apron. About once a minute, Blake and my mother would lean over and kiss sensually, his hand mauling her tit over the apron.
"Let's have a topless dinner, hun," Blake suggested to my mom, and she just smiled and undid the straps that held up the apron. Slowly, the apron fell down to the table, revealing her round and perky breasts. She just picked up a fork and continued eating.
"The food's delicious," Blake said, and I was surprised that he made a compliment.
"You bet," cooed my mother, "I love what you added to mine."
"What does that mean," I asked, uneasily.
"I splooged into your mom's casserole," Blake said bluntly.
"Tasted delicious," my mother said, slurping a big piece of what I now knew was jizz.
I looked down at my plate. I had already eaten all of my half. I felt sick.
"That's disgusting!" I yelled, standing up from the table. My mom dropped some spermy pasta onto her tits and used her finger to scoop it back into her mouth. I stormed out of the room but eventually came back in.
"This is fucking ridiculous!" I yelled, and Blake stood up from the table and glared at me. I tried to storm out again, but Blake came over and pinned me down.
"You're fucking disgusting, both of you," I yelled, but he had his arm around my neck and soon I felt dizzy and passed out.
When I woke up, I felt a moving sensation. I was still on the kitchen floor, but Blake balls dangled over my face. I couldn't move, though.
My mom was laying on top of me, apron shed aside, bare tits pressed into my chest. She was slurping heavily on Blake's cock, hanging right over my face, drool and precum dripping down onto me. I was tied down, however, and couldn't move.
My mom slurped on the long cock above me, covering every inch of Blake with drool. I watched her lips coat his dick, slurping and sucking everything. Her nipples and tits felt soft against my chest, and I felt disgusting watching my mother do this to me.
Soon, she changed position, scooting her body up me and resting her ass cheeks on my face. Her pussy sat right onto my nose, and she leaked wetness all over my cheeks. I couldn't see, but I could still here the slobbering and moaning of her fellating my best friend.
After a few minutes of that, she sprawled back on me again, shoving her mega tits into my face. Blake came behind between both my mom's and my legs and rammed his cock up into her. As he pounded my mom, her tits jiggled around me, smothering me completely. I could feel the sweat from Blake's balls drip onto mine.
They pounded like this for a while, a few times stopping slightly as Blake went back and forth between banging my mom's crotch and banging her ass. When he was fucking her ass, my mom squealed like a pig, her tits contracting up and down all around me. I could see nothing but my mother's tit flesh for what felt like hours.
I could feel my mom's body writhing in orgasm over and over. Occasionally, Blake would shout something like "Damn, your mom is a good fuck," or my mom might coo, "Pound me harder, baby, make this mommy cum an ocean."
Eventually, Blake retreated from my mother's body and my mom scooted down. Her tits down rested beneath my chin, pushed up by her hands, and her face was touching mine. She was breathing heavily from being fucked so hard, and I took my own deep breaths after being released from the cavern of my mother's bosom.
"I'm gonna cum, baby," Blake grunted, and my mom, whose nose was touching mine, opened her mouth widely and yelled "AHHHH."
Blake's splooge went everywhere. He shoved his giant cock between our noses, the tip of that monster catching my bottom lip, and erupted. The jizz flew into both my mouth and my mom's, but she gulped it up greedily, spilling down her chin into her breasts and inevitably back into my mouth. The cock, still wedged solidly in my face, spewed out loads and loads of cum for my big breasted mother to eat, using me like a sponge for every time she spilled some cream.
When he was done jizzing, Blake slapped his cock three times on my mother's tits to try to get off all the cum, but this actually made his dick even sloppier. Instead, he lodged his cock in my mouth, bobbed up and down a few times, using me like a golf ball cleaner. My unwilling tongue and saliva rid every drop of semen from his tool until it was shiny and clean.
After this, my mother and Blake kissed, my mother's tits dripping cum onto my face, and they stood up, still kissing, and retreated into the bedroom for more fucking. They left me there on the kitchen floor, covered in my mother's juices, my friend's semen and everyone's drool and sweat, to listen to them moan and groan as they banged all night in the other room. In the morning, my mother and Blake trotted into the kitchen naked.
"How was your night?" my mom asked me, stepping over my wet crusty body to get to the table. I could see her swollen pussy lips, wet and puffy from fucking.
I didn't even answer her. The two of them ate breakfast, then subjected me to another tits-in-the-face blowjob. When my mother finally released me from her chest pillows, I was greeted by another shower of cum and another washing of Blake's cock.
"We'll untie you now," my mother said, even more cum covered than I was, and she undid the knots. I tried to stand up, but I was so tired from the lack of sleep that I immediately fell back down.
"Ha, tired?" Blake asked mockingly, "How do you think we feel? We had to fuck extra loud so that you couldn't get any sleep."
He kissed my mother passionately and gave her heavy breasts a few good squeezes.
"Oh honey," my mom said, leaning down so I could see the cum flowing down her chin, "Don't you see that this all will be good for you?" And with that, they both laughed and left me.
My mom had sucked off one of my friends, then spent a loud and passionate night with my friend Blake before making him breakfast wearing nothing but an apron and giving him head under the table. And I was there for the whole thing! It was a pretty intense and upsetting day for me, and going to school after that was weird.
Everywhere I went, different people would stare at me. Whispers of "slut mom" and "milf" followed me around. One guy showed me a picture on his phone of my mom's tits covered in Blake's cum. The school was buzzing with stories about my mother and the way she nailed my friend Blake.
I was feeling sort of pissed, so I went and pulled my friend aside alone in the locker room to speak to him.
"Dude, you told everyone you fucked my mom?"
"Yeah, she really knew how to handle a cock."
"Seriously, man, stop telling people! You sent pictures of my naked mom around to people?! What the hell!"
Here, I shoved him against the wall, but this was really dumb of me. Blake was a strong, muscular guy and I barely moved him, whereas he was able to knock me painfully against the ground.
"Listen, faggot," he said to me, "You should be happy I'm giving your mom what she wants. She loves my fat cock pounding in and out of her crotch, she loves getting soaked with my jizz. And you know what? I'll keep fucking your mommy's tits and ramming myself down her throat for as long as I fucking want, and you can't do shit about it."
He reached his hands into his pants and pulled out his giant cock.
"This is what your mom has been sucking on, and this is what I'm going to use to make her quiver in ecstasy."
He bent over and slapped me in the face with his cock before punching me in the gut and leaving me.
When I got home from school, I found my mom out by the pool, tanning in a tiny string bikini. The small straps over her shoulder were barely able to hold up her chest, and the thong bottom raised her cheeks into a firm position.
"Hey, buddy," she called to me, "How was school?"
"Crappy," I told her, rubbing the painful mark where Blake had slapped me with his cock, "And it's all your fault."
"Oh, honey," my mom said, dismissively, "Your friends think I'm sexy, there's nothing wrong with that. Just like there's nothing wrong with me fucking Blake from time to time."
"But he told everyone at my school."
"So?" my mom asked, "He scored with an amazing hot chick, who happens to be your mother. If you got to do to some girl what Blake got to do to me, you'd tell everyone too."
I stared at my mom for a minute in complete disbelief.
"Plus, I have a great rack," she added, cupping her breasts with her hand.
I didn't know what to do. I stormed back into the house, but ended up back outside by the pool with my mom.
"Are you going to fuck him again?" I asked.
"Of course, honey," she told me, "Your mommy loves Blake's cock."
"Can you just not do it in front of me?"
"Ha, sorry love, but that's the only way it's fun."
I didn't understand.
"Blake says you get all squeamish whenever you hear me and sex in the same sentence."
I blinked. "Well yeah, you're my mom."
My mom sat up from her chair and faced me, her tits jiggling.
"So? I have sexual needs too! And you need to understand that. That's why it's so much more fun when you're around. I get to teach you a lesson and get my brains fucked out at the same time!" She giggled.
"Oh," my mom added, "Blake's coming for dinner tonight, so make sure you're there."
I grunted angrily and headed back to my room. A few hours passed in which I tried to forget about my mom's nymphomania. However, dinner came around soon, so I headed out into the kitchen.
Mom was out there, cooking something in a big pot over the stove. She was wearing incredibly high heels, the kind that poised her leg up into a taught stretch of tan skin. She was wearing an apron again, but this one was even skimpier, a small red piece that tied around her neck. The strings went down the top of her breasts, ending right before her nipples, showing off all possible cleavage. The bright red ran all the way down, ending very high up, just beneath her groin. When she turned to the side, you could see everything; the sides of her boobs were bright and tan, held up perkily by the pressure of the apron. Her boobs held the apron up like a tent over her stomach, from the side allowing a look at the deep cavern of her smooth tummy. Then, from behind, everything was daintily exposed, her ass hanging out in open air and the back of her pussy puffy and shaven.
"Hey Chad," she called, coming to hug me. I coiled away from her embrace, embarrassed and disgusted by her outfit. I was too shocked to speak.
"Blake's coming over soon," she yelled, her heels clicking as she ran back to the stove, "Go set the table."
What else was I going to do? I went and set the table as my near-naked mother pranced around the kitchen in her sexy heels.
The doorbell rang and my mom sauntered off to answer it. I finished setting the table, poured myself a glass of water and sat down at my seat. I waited a while, but no one came back from the door, so I went to go check on them.
As I got closer, I started to hear noises, and soon I understood why. Blake was standing in the frame of my front door, his pants around his ankles, my mother squatted down right between his legs slurping loudly on his meaty cock. Her legs were spread in the squat, and the apron dangled over her front like a loin cloth to some jungle mistress.
Blake was fingering her chest over the apron, rolling her taut breast around in his palm. My mom just sucked dutifully between his legs, slurping with loud sloppy sounds.
SLLLURRRRRPPP
I went back into my room and shut the door. Even isolated here, I could still hear the noise of my mom's drool on my friend's cock.
My mom came in a few minutes later, Blake dr****g his arm around her and groping her tit.
"Come in, now," she said, and Blake slapped her ass, "Dinner." My mom retreated back to the kitchen, giggling girlishly.
I went and sat down at the table, where Blake and my Mom's places eat had a dish of casserole and a plate of potatoes, where mine only had potatoes.
"Why don't I get casserole?" I asked, Blake already eating his.
"Well, the casserole is for energy," she said, "All the energy Blake and I use when we fuck. But you're not fucking anyone, so I didn't think you'd need. You can have half of mine, though."
She scooped half out from her tray and placed it on my plate, a pasta mush that was shiny and wet.
I started to eat. Every once in a while, Blake would reach over and grab my mother's breast, and it was clear she was stroking his cock beneath the table. As she chewed, her tits bounced up and down in the tight skimpy apron. About once a minute, Blake and my mother would lean over and kiss sensually, his hand mauling her tit over the apron.
"Let's have a topless dinner, hun," Blake suggested to my mom, and she just smiled and undid the straps that held up the apron. Slowly, the apron fell down to the table, revealing her round and perky breasts. She just picked up a fork and continued eating.
"The food's delicious," Blake said, and I was surprised that he made a compliment.
"You bet," cooed my mother, "I love what you added to mine."
"What does that mean," I asked, uneasily.
"I splooged into your mom's casserole," Blake said bluntly.
"Tasted delicious," my mother said, slurping a big piece of what I now knew was jizz.
I looked down at my plate. I had already eaten all of my half. I felt sick.
"That's disgusting!" I yelled, standing up from the table. My mom dropped some spermy pasta onto her tits and used her finger to scoop it back into her mouth. I stormed out of the room but eventually came back in.
"This is fucking ridiculous!" I yelled, and Blake stood up from the table and glared at me. I tried to storm out again, but Blake came over and pinned me down.
"You're fucking disgusting, both of you," I yelled, but he had his arm around my neck and soon I felt dizzy and passed out.
When I woke up, I felt a moving sensation. I was still on the kitchen floor, but Blake balls dangled over my face. I couldn't move, though.
My mom was laying on top of me, apron shed aside, bare tits pressed into my chest. She was slurping heavily on Blake's cock, hanging right over my face, drool and precum dripping down onto me. I was tied down, however, and couldn't move.
My mom slurped on the long cock above me, covering every inch of Blake with drool. I watched her lips coat his dick, slurping and sucking everything. Her nipples and tits felt soft against my chest, and I felt disgusting watching my mother do this to me.
Soon, she changed position, scooting her body up me and resting her ass cheeks on my face. Her pussy sat right onto my nose, and she leaked wetness all over my cheeks. I couldn't see, but I could still here the slobbering and moaning of her fellating my best friend.
After a few minutes of that, she sprawled back on me again, shoving her mega tits into my face. Blake came behind between both my mom's and my legs and rammed his cock up into her. As he pounded my mom, her tits jiggled around me, smothering me completely. I could feel the sweat from Blake's balls drip onto mine.
They pounded like this for a while, a few times stopping slightly as Blake went back and forth between banging my mom's crotch and banging her ass. When he was fucking her ass, my mom squealed like a pig, her tits contracting up and down all around me. I could see nothing but my mother's tit flesh for what felt like hours.
I could feel my mom's body writhing in orgasm over and over. Occasionally, Blake would shout something like "Damn, your mom is a good fuck," or my mom might coo, "Pound me harder, baby, make this mommy cum an ocean."
Eventually, Blake retreated from my mother's body and my mom scooted down. Her tits down rested beneath my chin, pushed up by her hands, and her face was touching mine. She was breathing heavily from being fucked so hard, and I took my own deep breaths after being released from the cavern of my mother's bosom.
"I'm gonna cum, baby," Blake grunted, and my mom, whose nose was touching mine, opened her mouth widely and yelled "AHHHH."
Blake's splooge went everywhere. He shoved his giant cock between our noses, the tip of that monster catching my bottom lip, and erupted. The jizz flew into both my mouth and my mom's, but she gulped it up greedily, spilling down her chin into her breasts and inevitably back into my mouth. The cock, still wedged solidly in my face, spewed out loads and loads of cum for my big breasted mother to eat, using me like a sponge for every time she spilled some cream.
When he was done jizzing, Blake slapped his cock three times on my mother's tits to try to get off all the cum, but this actually made his dick even sloppier. Instead, he lodged his cock in my mouth, bobbed up and down a few times, using me like a golf ball cleaner. My unwilling tongue and saliva rid every drop of semen from his tool until it was shiny and clean.
After this, my mother and Blake kissed, my mother's tits dripping cum onto my face, and they stood up, still kissing, and retreated into the bedroom for more fucking. They left me there on the kitchen floor, covered in my mother's juices, my friend's semen and everyone's drool and sweat, to listen to them moan and groan as they banged all night in the other room. In the morning, my mother and Blake trotted into the kitchen naked.
"How was your night?" my mom asked me, stepping over my wet crusty body to get to the table. I could see her swollen pussy lips, wet and puffy from fucking.
I didn't even answer her. The two of them ate breakfast, then subjected me to another tits-in-the-face blowjob. When my mother finally released me from her chest pillows, I was greeted by another shower of cum and another washing of Blake's cock.
"We'll untie you now," my mother said, even more cum covered than I was, and she undid the knots. I tried to stand up, but I was so tired from the lack of sleep that I immediately fell back down.
"Ha, tired?" Blake asked mockingly, "How do you think we feel? We had to fuck extra loud so that you couldn't get any sleep."
He kissed my mother passionately and gave her heavy breasts a few good squeezes.
"Oh honey," my mom said, leaning down so I could see the cum flowing down her chin, "Don't you see that this all will be good for you?" And with that, they both laughed and left me.
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