Author: Dayvid Notellin (
dnt_x-asstr@yahoo.com
)
Title: Thirteen 2
Part: Part 2
Summary: Kenny's first date, then
mom, & him play, joined later by dad.
Keywords: mf, mF, mFM - Fam, Inc, Ped, Cons, Mast, Oral, Cum, Straight, Bi,
m/s, f/s
Date: 06/26/2017
Kenny
was a pretty bright kid. So it only took him about a week to learn that truth
that all men involved with sensual, sexually-active women learn - Try as me
might, he could never actually out-fuck his sister or his mother. Much
less both! Not that he didn't try! What boy of thirteen wouldn't go absolutely
fuck-crazy when presented with not one, but two very attractive and
eager partners?
His
birthday had unfortunately fallen on a Monday (Sunday night), so he had to go
to school the next five days. But he was in such a state that Kelly had to help
him out four times that day - three times by hand, and once orally. Not that
she minded. Sneaking quick sex with her brother was super exciting! And they
were careful, so it went well. And of course, that night, the entire family had
a marathon fuck session. They didn't even bother with a proper meal. From the
time Kelly and Kenny got home till dad got home, Kenny got to experience the
joys of two-on-one sex with his mother and sister. After dad got home and
joined in, the paired off and mixed up in various ways to the wee hours.
Dad
was, of course, the first to wear out. Not only was he the oldest by a good
margin (Brad's wife Betty was almost exactly eighteen years his junior), but
he'd also put in a full day at work. By eleven he was exhausted, having fired
thrice - not bad for a forty-nine-year-old man in a few hours. But he still
participated for the next hour or so with his mouth and hands. Still, by
midnight he had to reign it in, if for no other reason than that he had to work
the next day.
Mom
lasted until around one. She could get away with it because she didn't have to
actually "go in" to work - the joys of being a housewife with a
part-time web-based job. But she also wanted to set some sort of example for
the kids, and went to join her husband, leaving the kids to fuck themselves
into exhaustion if they wanted, but reminding them that they did have to
go to school in the morning.
Neither
kid cared, and they continued on until Betty came back in about three, and told
them that if they didn't stop, they'd have to sleep in separate beds. So of
course, they agreed to go to sleep. And of course, they did sleep - until Kenny
woke about an hour later with his erection pressing between Kelly's sweet
ass-cheeks. She woke when he inserted it, and they struggled to go for
"just one more" without making the bed squeak or bump the wall.
Tuesday
morning found them exhausted and sore, and that's how they had to go to school.
Even so, thirteen year old cocks have the resurrection power of vampires in a
bad movie - they just keep rising again and again. Once more Kelly helped, but
only twice, both by hand, and both quickies. It was enough.
Tuesday
night, they were all a lot more sensible about it, sitting down to dinner like
a family. The kids were simply exhausted, so their parents didn't demand much
in the way of conversation or manners, and let them be, only demanding that
they finish homework before any playing. They joined the kids a few hours
later, and the lovemaking was a lot more relaxed, with everyone sound asleep by
ten, though the kids snuck in a couple of quickies between sleeping periods.
By
the time the weekend arrived, Kenny had learned to pace himself. He found it
was a lot easier to ignore sexual stuff when he knew he was going to get all he
wanted when he got home. Sex is sort of like oxygen in that regard - it's
important to the degree that you DON'T have it. When it's scarce, you'll do
anything to get it.
But
it did leave him in an interesting situation. He had a date that night - his
first - and since it was with a "normal" girl, there was no question.
He wasn't going to get laid. As a result, he would have been happier staying
home. Even though Kelly was going out, mom wasn't. Dad had a game to go to, and
he would have rather enjoyed some time with just him and her. But he'd asked
Julie last week, and he couldn't back out now.
The
date went pretty well. Julie's parents picked him up and dropped them off at
the mall, where they dined at McDougel's, then took
in a movie. And that was when he learned another important lesson about women.
They could tell when a guy wasn't seeking sex - and it had a peculiar effect.
It caused them to desire him more.
Of
course, Julie didn't think of it in those terms. She just found herself having
fun with a very cute boy. And Kenny treated her cordially, but there was something
missing for her. She caught him checking her out of course, but while his faced
showed appreciation for her charms, he didn't seem excited by her. She
also caught him checking out other women too - and they didn't seem to
excite him either! This was all playing below her conscious thoughts though.
Fourteen-year-old girls might be more self-aware than thirteen-year-old boys,
but she still had a long way to go to reach that level of introspection.
The
result was pretty predictable. She instinctively began to try to entice him
more than she normally would have. Kenny wasn't against the idea, so of
course he took everything she offered. But to her continuing frustration, he
accepted her offerings without making real effort to achieve more. Every
boy wanted to push the envelope! And he clearly wasn't gay. When she finally
kissed him, he kissed back readily enough, even reaching around to cup her
butt. And in the movie, he snuggled back like any hetero boy would. But he
failed to try to feel her up. She actually had to put his hand on her
thigh - he seemed to not notice the hint she rubbed her bare leg against his
knee!
Eventually
she got him feeling her up, and once he'd started along her thigh, she was
happy to find that she actually had to brake him a bit - his fingers went up
her bare thigh as if he expected her to just let him touch her naughty
bits (which he actually had expected). But then, when she stopped his
hand, he barely objected. By her experience with other boys, his hand that far
up her bare thigh should have him in a state where she might even have to say
"no" to get him to halt.
Not
Kenny. When she put her hand on his to stop his advancing fingers, he stopped.
And he didn't try to start upward again. After a bit, she wished he would.
After a bit longer, she hinted for him to by spreading her legs a bit more.
Still no reaction. He was still kissing her back when she initiated a kiss, and
he was still fondling her chest over her shirt during those kisses, but the
hand on her thigh didn't start up again. It was infuriating!
Finally,
she reached down and tapped his hand in a way to indicate further progress was
approved. It took a second such tap before the fingers started moving
upward again, and her frustration was reaching epic proportions. Damn this boy!
Maybe he was just too young! The idea sort of thrilled her - and that was when
she began to really appreciate her true state. She actually was kinda
horny!
Julie
was old enough that she'd learned to masturbate, even bringing herself to
climax if the circumstances were right. And she'd experienced arousal a few
times, with a few boys. But she'd never really let them do anything other than
kissing with tongues and some fondling - rarely under the shirt, but sometimes.
None of that had prepared her for the current situation though. For once she
was on the receiving end of the frustration equation.
They
were still kissing, and Kenny was still fondling her as she came to the
realization that she would really like to run to the ladies room and rub herself.
But then she came to the realization that Kenny's fingers were already tracing
the outline of her panties. To her consternation, she also realized that he
must be able to feel the heat and humidity down there. And since she'd spread
her legs so wide earlier, she couldn't really close them without trapping his
hand, as well as sending him a big "no" message. She didn't want to
send him a "no" message again - that hadn't worked well last time.
The
alternative, she realized, was to let him go ahead and rub her cunny over her
panties. The idea excited her further, and unknowingly, that excitement
expressed itself in her mouth, as she kissed Kenny harder. That, of course,
gave him the "go ahead" signal, and with surprisingly practiced
fingers, he quickly slid past the panties to the side, and slid one finger into
her warm, wet pussy.
Both
of them were shocked. Julie because she was actually letting a boy touch - nay,
penetrate her most private of privates; and Kenny because her pussy was
so very small. Both of the women he'd been with until now had been
practiced at sexual intercourse with a grown man, but Julie had never had
anything larger than her own fingers in there.
To
her credit, Julie didn't freak out. She noted the sensation was similar to her
own finger, only about a thousand times more intense. And it felt
gooood
! As she focused on the feel of her
digit in her tight, wet cunny, she found herself rapidly growing even hornier.
She had to get off now! She only hoped she could with this boy's
inexperienced fingers.
Julie's
moan in his mouth, her shivering, the way her cunny flexed, gripping and
relaxing his finger - these were all signals Kenny was actually familiar with.
And his mom and Julie had taught him all about digital stimulation of a woman's
parts. Julie's might be smaller, tighter, but it was still basically the same
design. More, he knew that she was in a state which required a climax. So he
did the right thing. He turned his hand, sliding his digit deeper, and began to
rub her cunny in that way that mom and Kelly had taught him felt best. It
didn't take him long to find that magic spot and stimulate it, and Julie's body
reacted the way God intended. Her juices flowed, her body tensed and relaxed,
tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed with his motions, her cunny spasmed, and
she would have cried out had he not pressed his mouth hard against hers - he
didn't want them getting thrown out of the theater!
Her
rode her climax with her, easing off the way mom and Kelly had taught him,
easing her back down to Earth with a gentleness most men don't learn until
their twenties. When they broke their kiss, Julie's eyes were filled with stars
as she gazed at him with wonderment, and perhaps even love. This boy - a year
younger than her - had just given her a climax that rivaled any she'd ever
managed, even using the shower massager!
Her
passion fulfilled, Julie relaxed, cuddling with him sweetly for the rest of the
movie. The frustration of his seeming disinterest quelled by the fact that he
obviously was interested. A boy didn't just finger-fuck you like that
without being really into you! And she was really learning to like him too.
Perhaps too much. After all, she was a year senior to him. They might be able
to make it work, but there would be difficulties. She smiled at him, and her
eyes widened as she saw his fingers in his mouth. The fingers that had been
inside her. He was tasting her pussy. Her heart pounded. She'd heard of
oral sex of course, but - he didn't seem the slightest bit - he seemed calm. As
if the taste of pussy was the most normal thing in the world for him. He
grinned at her.
Suddenly
she was furious. He had tasted pussy before! He'd diddled girls before!
She wasn't his first. Hell, he'd probably finger-fucked every girl in school!
What a God-damned bastard! She turned away from him, focusing intently on the
movie, shrugging off his every effort to touch, or even to talk. When the movie
was out, she was cold as ice to him. Proper. Courteous even. But not giving the
slightest glimmer of warmth.
Kenny
was like a zombie shambling in the front door.
"What's
the matter honey?" his mother asked, sensing his discomfiture.
"Didn't the date go well?"
"I...
I don't know mom! I thought it was going well enough. Then I thought it was
going really well. And then it suddenly wasn't!" He was so upset by
it all that he was almost in tears. It just made no sense! Julie had wanted, he
had given, and then she had shunned him - harshly!
Betty
recognized the symptoms of teenage romantic confusion well enough, and she
ushered her son into the living room. "Come on honey, let's have us a little
talk, shall we?" After taking a few minutes to fix him a plate of milk and
cookies, she coaxed the whole story out of him. Recounting it in detail almost
brought the tears back, but the cookies helped. Talking it out with his mother
helped. It was weirdly comforting to be able to share sexual details of his
date with her. He didn't have to figure it out all by himself.
He
hadn't been aware he was licking his fingers - it was just a normal
after-fingering thing to do - so he didn't tell her that part of the story.
Consequently, she couldn't identify the actual trigger that had set Julie off.
But she did explain that something had, and why Julie had reacted as she had.
"You're a very cute, very sexy boy Kenny," she said, wrapping her
arms around him and drawing him into her embrace. He loved the way her breasts
felt against his back as he leaned against her on the sofa. It just felt -
right. "Any girl would be delighted to win your heart, I'm sure. But Julie
- she thought you were the inexperienced one. After all, she's a year older.
And it hurt her pride that she wasn't. More, girls that age - no, people that
age often confuse sex with love. When you gave her such a good climax - and I
know you did honey. You have lovely fingers, I know! When you did that for her,
she probably thought it was your first time, and special for you too. Then she
must've figured out that you'd had practice. Maybe it was just not being
special. Or maybe it was jealousy over some imaginary girlfriend. Anyway,
that's why she got all mad and cold. It wasn't because you didn't give her what
she wanted honey, it was because you gave her exactly what she wanted, but you
did it like a pro." She pondered. "There's a song... Eagles I think,
that says it well..." She hummed part of the tune, then sang, "She
didn't love the boy to much... she just loved the boy too well." After a
few more bars of humming, she kissed the top of his head. "If there's a
song about it, then one thing's sure. You ain't the first one it's happened to.
People are confusing critters.
"Lucky
for you, momma knows how to cheer you up, don't she?" He couldn't see her
grin, but he could hear it, and had a pretty good idea what was on her mind.
Sex! He'd been pretty worked up while finger-banging Julie in the theater, but
of course he hadn't been able to do anything about it. In actual fact, even if
Julie had remained warm and loving, he wouldn't have gotten any relief till he
got home anyway. His parents had explained thoroughly that that would most
likely be the case.
As
he watched, his mother's hands began to unbutton his shirt. It was interesting
to see her hands but not her face. The hands slid into the shirt, rubbing his
bare chest and torso. He loved the way momma caressed him - so soft and so
loving. He closed his eyes, simply enjoying the feeling of her love.
Shortly
the hands moved downward, and he could feel them undoing his belt. He kept his
eyes closed, enjoying the feelings. Somehow not seeing it gave it an
added dimension. He felt her unbutton and unzip his pants, then he lifted
himself as she slid them down his hips along with his underwear. His cock -
already hard - sprang up into the air. The cool air felt marvelous, and the
unbinding felt like freedom.
"You
have such a beautiful cock honey," she whispered into his ear from behind.
He
giggled. "You're my mom. All moms say that." He stopped, and they
both burst into laughter at that statement. "You know what I mean,"
he complained, laughing. "Moms always say their boys the handsomest, and
all that."
"Fair
enough," she cooed in his ear. "But seriously, you do have a very
nice cock." He felt her soft, warm hands caressing his cock and balls
lovingly. It felt oddly wonderful from this angle - like he was touching
himself, only he wasn't.
"Yeah,
but it ain't as big as daddy's," he said simply. He and Kelly had both
discovered early on that dad and mom both got some sort of added thrill out of
calling him "daddy" instead of "dad" when doing or talking
about sexual stuff. By the same token, they didn't like it at all when they
were talking about work or chores. It seemed to be a grownup quirk. Strangely,
mom didn't get the same added thrill from being called "mommy".
"Of
course it's not honey. Heck, you're only thirteen - you still got some growing
to do. But you wanna know something?" Her hands continued to caress his
privates and his torso as she spoke. Without waiting for a reply, she went on.
"I did some checking. Your cock is just under four and a half inches. And
that's almost half an inch longer than is average for your age!"
"Seriously
mom?" His eyes opened and he turned to look at her. She wouldn't lie, but
he still needed to see that in her face.
She
nodded seriously. "Totally honest baby boy." He used to hate it when
she called him that, but found that when doing sex stuff, it was kinda nice.
And he felt really good knowing that his penis was - not just average - but
above average. Kenny might not have been able to put it into words, but every
thirteen-year-old ever born has doubts about the way their body is developing.
For boys, the touchiest part of that is their penis - which is why other boys
make fun of each other's.
"Thanks
mom," he said, meaning it. It was like a weight had been lifted that
hadn't even known he carried. He looked down at it. It was kinda nice-looking,
he guessed. The head was nicely formed, and the shaft was smooth and straight.
Dad's had a darker, more veiny thing going on, and the color of both the head
and shaft were darker. Now that he'd seen it plenty of times, it didn't seem
ugly, though at first, he hadn't liked the veins. Now he just thought they
looked cool.
"Honey?"
Betty asked, "would you mind if momma got undressed? This stroking your
cock is getting me kinda worked up."
"Oh!
I'm sorry momma! I been selfish!" He'd learned that while
"mommy" wasn't very welcome, "momma" was - especially when
he was a "bad" boy. For some reason, both dad and mom liked to smack
his and Kelly's behinds when doing sexy stuff. Not hard or in a bad way, but
kinda playfully. He didn't mind, but Kelly said she loved it. He'd tried it on
her too, but she said it didn't have quite the same effect.
He
sat up, letting his mother climb to her feet. For a moment, he thought she was
going to take him to the bedroom, but instead, she got undressed right there in
the living room, tossing her clothes on lounge chair. Then she helped him out
of his remaining clothes before re-joining him on the sofa.
This
time, she lay back along the length of the sofa, and he climbed up to lay atop
her, stopping when his mouth was at breast level. He took one of her breasts
and began to suck on the nipple. He'd learned that this was something she
really enjoyed - whether it was he, Kelly, or dad doing it, but he thought she
got a special delight when he did it for some reason. He loved it too. Kelly's
smaller, firmer breasts were pretty and nice to lick and suck, but
momma's D-cups were for suckling. The nipples were much larger too, and somehow
they just felt right in his mouth.
"Oh
yes, that's my big boy," she said, gasping at his mouth's sucking. Her
hand slid down her tummy to her spread legs, making for her pussy, but Kenny
stopped her with his own hand. Pushing her hand aside, he caressed her thighs,
then gently began rubbing her pussy. He loved the way her body twitched with excitement
at his touches, and the way her cunny began heating up and leaking juices
almost immediately. There was no question in his mind that his mother simply
adored it when her baby boy suckled her while fingering her pussy!
When
he judged she was ready, he slid two fingers inside her. Her cunny was more
welcoming than Kelly's - he usually had to start with one finger for her - and
way, way more welcoming that Julie's had been. He twirled his fingers
inside her a bit before inserting a third though. She might be more welcoming,
but she'd drilled it in that girls need time to adjust and stretch. So he took
his time, stimulating her with skills won by practice. His pinkie joined the
rest and she was moaning rhythmically as he used all his fingers to slide in and
out her pussy.
The
first time Kelly had shown him this next part, he'd freaked a little bit, but
after he'd tried it, he found he loved it as much as momma did. His hand was
wet with her juices as he withdrew a bit more, tucked his thumb into his palm,
then pushed, firm and steady, until his entire hand was inside his mother's
pussy, the outer lips squeezing his wrist tightly.
"Oh
God baby," she gasped, shuddering. He bit down on her nipple, making her
yelp slightly, the shuddering increasing. "That's it you naughty little
boy. Fist-fuck your momma's cunt!"
He
liked it when she talked dirty like that - it meant she was getting really
turned on and that he'd be able to give her a good orgasm. He wasn't sure why
they called it "fist fucking" though - he wasn't making a fist! If he
had, he doubt it would have gone in. He could ball his fingers into a fist
inside of course, but then he couldn't use his fingers to rub that special spot
like she enjoyed best.
The
other thing she liked when he or Kelly did this was to twist their hands
inside, and to pull out and slide back in. He did this for a while, his hand
slimy and slick with her juices. He thought it was cool the way her cunny
grabbed him, like it was trying to keep him inside. As he pumped, he could feel
her getting tighter, looser, tighter, looser, as her body went through it's rhythms, leading up, ever up to her climax.
Knowing
what was coming, he released her breast from his mouth and slid off of her, to
sit between her legs. They didn't have the mirrors out her like they did in mom
and dad's bedroom, so she sat up, curling her back so she could see her son
fisting her pussy. The sight never failed to delight and excite her. This was
going to be a big one, she knew. This was the first time it'd been just her and
Kenny, and it was special and wonderful. Just her and her little man. She
wished she could suck his cock, but knew from experience that he didn't yet
have the control to receive head and focus on something else at the same
time. She'd make it up to him shortly though. Meanwhile, his hand inside her
was doing wonderful, magical things. But more, the look of focused
concentration as he started at her stretching cunt - that was insanely
exciting. How men women get to see their sons so focused on their pussy?
Focused on making their mother's cum? And enjoying it very much, if the cock
drooling onto the sofa was any indication!
Suddenly
it was all too much. "OH! FUCK! YES! KENNY! Oh GOD my baby boy! Yes!
YES!" After that, she lost track of what she said, the feelings were so
intense as they ran though her body like a freight train. Her eyes were locked
on Kenny's face, the look of joy as her boy knew he was getting her off. What a
sweet, loving child! The fingers inside her, rubbing her spot, driving her over
the edge, making her juices gush out all over his arm and soaking the sofa. She
fell back, twitching, eyes closing from intensity of her climax, and yet still
- acutely aware of her son's mouth licking and sucking her pussy and her juices
as the coursed out around his wrist.
As
before, Kenny rode the tide of his partner's pleasure, easing down as her
climax faded. The perverse thought flashed through his mind that this was the
same hand he'd used to finger-fuck Julie in the theater earlier. In a way, momma
and Julie had shared juices. But that thought was swept away by the joy of
diving into his mother's shiny wet pussy. He loved her wet sauce, and lapped
and sucked greedily, and when she was ready for him to withdraw his hand,
stuffed his smooth face hard against her hole to suck as much of her juices out
as he could, gulping again and again, drinking her essence.
It
was Betty's turn though. She loved the way Kenny ate pussy, but she absolutely
would not let him give her such pleasure while suffering deprivation himself.
She knew that he'd already been frustrated earlier tonight, and it was time to
make that right.
With
a few words and a few nudges, they adjusted, with Kenny never for a moment
stopping his feast. Shortly they were in a sixty-nine position, the sofa
helping Betty to keep curved comfortably so that she could reach her boy's cock
while he was still intent on her cunny.
First
she licked his entire cock and balls - they were so beautiful! As were
the cute whimpers he'd make from time to time. And delicious too, flavored with
the precum that the boy was producing regularly. After a time, she judged he
had had enough of the preliminaries, and without hesitation, she took his cock
all the way to the root in one gulp. She'd learned to do this with Brad too,
but it was a lot easier with Kenny's smaller cock. She sucked firmly while her
tongue went to work, and sure enough, Kenny's excitement grew until he could no
longer focus on the feast between her legs.
She
continued on, driving the boy ever upward in pleasure, waiting for it, knowing
it couldn't be much longer. Her favorite part was coming up... and then she
heard it. A faint murmur at first, then growing in volume and clarity as his
orgasm approached.
"Mommy...
mommy... mommy... oh God mommy! Oh God! Mommy! MOMMY! OH GOD MOMMY I'M CUMMING
MOMMY!!!" Hot spurts of cum sprayed from the boy's penis, and Betty backed
up a bit so she could catch them on her tongue, tasting her son's cum before it
went down her greedy throat, the sound of him screaming "mommy"
making her heart explode with love the same way his cock was exploding with
cum!
Finally
he was spent, collapsing on her like a limp noodle while she licked and sucked
every drop of his cum. She loved the way every touch brought a twitch, the way
his almost completely hairless balls rubbed against her nose, his tiny little
puckered anus right there before her eyes. Some day...
"Are
you perverts going at it again?" Brad said in good-natured boisterousness.
"Good lord, you look hot!" He closed the front door behind him and
walked in. "I swear, I could hear him screaming down at the
Wilson's!" he grinned. "You must have given him one hell of a
ride!"
She
patted the boy's ass. "He deserved it. The date had some issues. And
besides, he did a great job making me feel good, how could I do
otherwise?"
"I
can see that!" Brad chuckled, easing his boy's head to the side to get a
good look at his wife's soaking wet pussy. "Looks like you could use a
good fucking though - want one?"
"Oh
honey," Betty chided him. "Wait a while, will you? Kenny's so
comfortable - and drained. I don't want to disturb him."
"It's
kay momma," Kenny managed to mumble, thought it was a half-out-of-it blur.
"It's
kay momma," Brad chuckled. "I can work around him."
Brad
tossed his clothes with the rest on the lounger, then carefully positioned
himself on his knees beside the sofa, his cock aimed for his wife's pussy.
Kenny's head lay on her thigh. He was about to get the best view imaginable of
his father fucking his mother - from a distance of about ten inches!
Brad
eased his cock into Betty's drooling cunny. Hearing Kenny scream
"mommy" while he came always make her juice up like anything, and she
knew she was just minutes from another climax. She was actually glad that Brad
had arrived home when he had. She didn't want to wear Kenny out - the poor boy
had given his all to give her such a great climax. He deserved a bread. Time
for daddy to do his job!
And
he did. Sliding his cock into her pussy was a delight when she was so warm and
wet and stretched. It felt like heaven, and he had to fight the urge to just
pick up and bang her like an old piano. But he too didn't want to disturb
Kenny. Having his son's face inches away from his cock while he fucked the
boy's mother was a perverted thrill for him. He knew the boy still had some
hang-ups, but he was working through them, avoiding his father less and less as
the family grew closer. This would help.
Sure
enough, Kenny's eyes slowly regained focus while Brad was fucking his wife, and
interest showed on his face. "Pretty sexy, huh son?" his father asked
throatily. "You like watching me fuck your mother don't you boy?"
He
didn't say anything at first, but then a slow, "Yeah," leaked out as
Brad's pumping grew more vigorous. "It's pretty hot. She's so juicy when
you fuck her daddy."
Hearing
his boy call him "daddy" while his face was mere inches from the
man's hard cock as it penetrated his mother was ungodly arousing to the man.
But he restrained his hand, merely resting it on his son's head and tussling
his hair. "I like watching you fuck her too boy," he said, panting.
"You have a really nice cock, and it looks hot as hell when you're fucking
my wife."
"Oh!"
Kenny suddenly exclaimed, then turned his head to look up at his dad. "Sorry
daddy - momma noticed I'm hard again, and swallowed my cock!" He giggled,
turning back to watching his father's cock piston in his mother's pussy.
"You really think my little thing looks as good in her as your big
thing?"
"Fuck
yes son," Brad said, excited by his son's interest. "In fact, if I
didn't think you'd freak out, more than once I've wanted to get down there and
lick your cock while you fuck her - maybe even let you cum in my mouth!"
Kenny
was silent so long Brad was afraid he'd overstepped. But then, the boy said
softly, "I... I guess that'd be okay."
Brad
knew the magic of his wife's mouth, and could see the boy's difficulty in
focusing. She must be giving him one hell of a blowjob. It'd be kind of a shame
to lose such an opportunity. He laid his hand on his boy's head again,
caressing gently. "Hey Kenny, you know what I think would be super cool? I
think it'd be great if you fucked your momma right now - if you're up for it,
that is."
Kenny's
grin was all the affirmation needed. Brad picked up his naked son, his mother
giving the boy's cock one last suck before it popped out of his mouth. The kid
was a little squirmy, but played along as Brad turned him around, setting him
on the ground as he moved back to make room. The kid couldn't kneel and still
plow his mother, but he hunched down and slid it in easily - she was very wet
and opened by Brad's cock.
The
hunching gave Brad an incredibly sexy view of the boy's ass, and his own cock
was at just the right height - but no, it would be a long time before Kenny was
ready for that - if ever. It was a sexy view though - especially when
the boy began pounding Betty's pussy with excited abandon. There was something
about the woman's cunt that the boy just went wild for - and Brad couldn't
blame him. His own cock was drooling precum from it, after all!
Kenny
began to grunt and pant, and it was clear the boy was about to spew his seed
into his wife's pussy, so Brad figured he'd lend a hand - literally, Behind
Kenny, he slid his hand between the boy's legs, gently caressing the kid's
balls. Kenny let out a howl like a banshee, erupting into his mother's pussy
again and again. Brag grinned, feeling the contractions in the base of his cock
and using his fingers to further stimulate the boy until he was completely
spent.
"Easy
there slugger," he said, chuckling as he helped his son to keep from
falling. He eased the kid over to where he could lay down along his mom's leg,
head resting on her thigh to watch as his father bent down and began eating her
pussy.
Betty
shivered as yet another climax hit at the touch of her husband's tongue. This
was truly the most depraved thing she'd ever see - her husband eating their
son's cum from her pussy? The thought was enough to make her cum - the reality
was blowing her mind. She squirmed, trying not to let the quakes disturb their
son's view as Brad sucked out his cum.
The
man wasn't being subtle about it either - in fact, he was making every effort
to let Kenny see his cum being sucked out. He'd suck, get a gob on his tongue, and stick it out to let both Kenny and
Betty see before swallowing, then diving back in for more again. Kenny seemed
thoughtful more than turned on, but Betty was so aroused that soon she was
washing her son's cum out with her own flowing juices!
"I
think that's about it and I really got turned on sucking your cum out
Kenny," Brad said, looking at his son. "Thank you," he added
with full sincerity. "But now, bitch, you're a-gonna git a fuckin!"
"Gimme
it, stud-man!" Betty shouted, throwing her legs so wide that Kenny had to
move.
Brad
was so turned on, and Betty so ready that he just slammed himself into her
full-length in one hard thrust. In seconds the man was banging her so hard the
entire sofa was walking across the floor with Kenny and Betty on it for the
ride. The man was a machine, ramming her as she cried out in wails of pleasure,
her juices splashing both men as his thighs smacked into her time and again.
At
that pace, even Brad couldn't last long, and with a howl like a cowboy yahooing
cattle, he slammed into her and began to pump his own load into her pussy
depths. "Looka there boy, me and your cum, mixin'
together in momma's cunt-hole!" he shouted out, slamming again and again
as his jets fired one after another into her.
It
was eerily similar to the thought he'd had about momma's and Julie's juices
mixing, Kenny thought. Maybe he was more like his father than he'd thought. God
knew they both loved momma's pussy the same! He watched as his father pounded
his last shot of cum into her, holding it there for a couple of minutes,
plugging her hole with his cock.
He
was frightened, but also thrilled. He knew what he was going to do. Knew that
dad would be delighted. That momma would approve. Hell, he even knew that he
would enjoy it. And yet, it was still scary. Still, if there was one thing his
parents had taught him, it was that scared shouldn't stop you.
Wordlessly,
he got up, walking around to the other side of his father as his parents
watched him. The expression on his face told them he was dealing with something
and didn't want to be interrupted. Rounding on his dad, he dropped to his
knees, bent down, and gently pushed his father back.
The
man's cock eased out of Betty's cock, veined white with cum and pussy juices,
as the tip popped out, a large blob of Brad's cum oozed out, plopping to the
floor, with more oozing out in drops. Kenny took a deep breath, mustering his
courage, and began to lick his father's cum from his mother's pussy.
It
really wasn't bad! It tasted kinda like his own cum, only not. And it was mixed
with momma's pussy juices, which was the best thing ever anyway. As he
continued to lick and suck, and yes, to swallow, Kenny won over his inhibition.
He loved sucking his mother's pussy anyway, and this was just one more flavor
to be found in there. Then he had an evil thought. Could he? Of course he
could. He was already drinking the man's cum!
Turning
from his mother's pussy, he faced his father's cock. With a defiant,
"Watch THIS!" glance upward, he began to lick the pussy-and-cum mix
from his father's cock!
The
taste was the same, but the fact that he was licking a man's cock was - oddly
exciting. It was warm and had been beginning to droop, but now seemed to be
bobbing and rising again. He grinned. He was doing that! His dad was so excited
his son was licking his cock that he was getting hard again right away after sperming in momma's pussy - it usually took him at least a
half hour!
"God,
I love you son," Brad said softly.
Kenny
looked up at him. "I love you too, daddy," he said, then took his
father's member in his hand, opened wide, and sucked it into his mouth as deep
as he could.
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