Welcome To The Threesome
Short Stuff
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
As his voluptuous, naked mother held him, Bobby felt light headed as she grinded herself onto him, hard nipples jabbing into his chest as she nuzzled his cheek. “I’ve wanted this for so long. When you started going through puberty I dreaded the day you found yourself a girl and she got to feel your cock before me. Now you’re all mine, just like I always wanted.”
“What am I, chopped liver?” Bobby turned to Claire as she strutted towards the parent and son, a big, lewd smile on her lightly tanned face. Bobby had almost forgot about his cousin as he dealt with his overly horny mom. Seeing her now, cum still dripping down her chin, her huge breasts wobbling around, Bobby knew he wouldn’t forget Claire’s presence again.
“I’m so sorry, honey. I got so excited I forgot all about you. Would you care to join us, I’m more then willing to share as long as you make sure I get his virginity. I want this to be the first pussy he ever feels.” Rose reached between her legs, sliding two fingers into her recently licked pussy. She moaned as she stirred up her inside, pulling her fingers out with a fresh coating of her own cum. With her face inches from his own, Bobby could smell her juices as she brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean with a shameless moan. Bobby watched with fascination, never seeing something so lewd in all his life.
“You’re mom’s a real slut, I should know I banged her like a hundred times,” Claire said reflectively as she placed her hand on Bobby’s shoulder. Surrounded by this gorgeous barely clothed girls, Bobby turned to Claire with growing uncertainty, unsure if he belonged in this Ménage à trois. Claire just smiled warmly at his uncertainty and then kissed him on the cheek. “I’m not saying you can’t walk away, but if you do you’ll miss out on a very fun experience. Sure, your ma ain’t the woman you thought she was, but having a sex crazed whore for a mom can be a benefit if you’re a real momma’s boy. Don’t worry, I’ll show you a few tricks to make this easier.”
“Thank you,” Bobby finally muttered, his mind resolved to keep going. Seeing his full acceptance, Claire closed her eyes and leaned in, mouth open as she prepared to press her lips against Bobby’s dry, nervous lips. One hand gripped hard into his shoulder as she pulled him closer, her mouth fastened to his in an urgent, heavy kiss. She kissed him long and hard, overtaking him easily. He was putty in her hands as she moved her mouth along his, her tongue tracing along his teeth before plunging into his mouth. Bobby tasted something strong on his cousin’s tongue and realized with a jolt that he was tasting his mom’s cum. She kept kissing him, her free hand sliding into his shirt to feel his small, hairless chest. Close enough that they could feel her warm heavy breathing, Rose watched her son get his first kiss, her juices dripping down her thigh as she felt more aroused by the incest in front of her then she had for in years. When the kiss broke, Bobby had a big, goofy grin plastered to his face.
“That was nice,” he whispered, looking into Claire’s bright green eyes as they danced with mischief. He barely got a second to comprise himself before his mom grabbed her. While Clair had looked at him with love and concern, his mom’s face was one of pure, unadulterated lust. She immediately wrapped her arms around Bobby and pulled him tight, lifting him off the ground as she brought him up to her height. His mouth pushed hard against hers, long suppressed longing all being released at once on the inexperienced boy. Rose’s mouth wobbling against his from her body exploding in pleasure. Just from kissing her son, showing him she could be a woman and breaking the ultimate taboo, she experienced a small but intense orgasm. She moaned and quivered against her son as they kissed making it even more erotic.
Claire listened to the wet, slurping sounds as Rose forced her tongue deep into her son’s throat. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, nearly enveloping his small frame. Shaking her head at how horny her aunt had gotten, Claire removed her daisy dukes, a few strings of cum connecting her wet sex to the crotch area of her shorts. She had stained them, again. She really should start wearing underwear, but she just felt more comfortable going commando.
The kiss was still going on, Bobby was probably running out of air, but he didn’t squirm as the way his mom’s tongue snaked around his mouth was making his toes curl. Chuckling, Claire leaned in to whisper into Bobby’s ear. “Better get used to this. I wasn’t kidding about your mom; she’s a total slut and can’t control herself. She’ll fuck you until sunrise if she can. You’re in for a long, incredible night.”
“What am I, chopped liver?” Bobby turned to Claire as she strutted towards the parent and son, a big, lewd smile on her lightly tanned face. Bobby had almost forgot about his cousin as he dealt with his overly horny mom. Seeing her now, cum still dripping down her chin, her huge breasts wobbling around, Bobby knew he wouldn’t forget Claire’s presence again.
“I’m so sorry, honey. I got so excited I forgot all about you. Would you care to join us, I’m more then willing to share as long as you make sure I get his virginity. I want this to be the first pussy he ever feels.” Rose reached between her legs, sliding two fingers into her recently licked pussy. She moaned as she stirred up her inside, pulling her fingers out with a fresh coating of her own cum. With her face inches from his own, Bobby could smell her juices as she brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean with a shameless moan. Bobby watched with fascination, never seeing something so lewd in all his life.
“You’re mom’s a real slut, I should know I banged her like a hundred times,” Claire said reflectively as she placed her hand on Bobby’s shoulder. Surrounded by this gorgeous barely clothed girls, Bobby turned to Claire with growing uncertainty, unsure if he belonged in this Ménage à trois. Claire just smiled warmly at his uncertainty and then kissed him on the cheek. “I’m not saying you can’t walk away, but if you do you’ll miss out on a very fun experience. Sure, your ma ain’t the woman you thought she was, but having a sex crazed whore for a mom can be a benefit if you’re a real momma’s boy. Don’t worry, I’ll show you a few tricks to make this easier.”
“Thank you,” Bobby finally muttered, his mind resolved to keep going. Seeing his full acceptance, Claire closed her eyes and leaned in, mouth open as she prepared to press her lips against Bobby’s dry, nervous lips. One hand gripped hard into his shoulder as she pulled him closer, her mouth fastened to his in an urgent, heavy kiss. She kissed him long and hard, overtaking him easily. He was putty in her hands as she moved her mouth along his, her tongue tracing along his teeth before plunging into his mouth. Bobby tasted something strong on his cousin’s tongue and realized with a jolt that he was tasting his mom’s cum. She kept kissing him, her free hand sliding into his shirt to feel his small, hairless chest. Close enough that they could feel her warm heavy breathing, Rose watched her son get his first kiss, her juices dripping down her thigh as she felt more aroused by the incest in front of her then she had for in years. When the kiss broke, Bobby had a big, goofy grin plastered to his face.
“That was nice,” he whispered, looking into Claire’s bright green eyes as they danced with mischief. He barely got a second to comprise himself before his mom grabbed her. While Clair had looked at him with love and concern, his mom’s face was one of pure, unadulterated lust. She immediately wrapped her arms around Bobby and pulled him tight, lifting him off the ground as she brought him up to her height. His mouth pushed hard against hers, long suppressed longing all being released at once on the inexperienced boy. Rose’s mouth wobbling against his from her body exploding in pleasure. Just from kissing her son, showing him she could be a woman and breaking the ultimate taboo, she experienced a small but intense orgasm. She moaned and quivered against her son as they kissed making it even more erotic.
Claire listened to the wet, slurping sounds as Rose forced her tongue deep into her son’s throat. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, nearly enveloping his small frame. Shaking her head at how horny her aunt had gotten, Claire removed her daisy dukes, a few strings of cum connecting her wet sex to the crotch area of her shorts. She had stained them, again. She really should start wearing underwear, but she just felt more comfortable going commando.
The kiss was still going on, Bobby was probably running out of air, but he didn’t squirm as the way his mom’s tongue snaked around his mouth was making his toes curl. Chuckling, Claire leaned in to whisper into Bobby’s ear. “Better get used to this. I wasn’t kidding about your mom; she’s a total slut and can’t control herself. She’ll fuck you until sunrise if she can. You’re in for a long, incredible night.”
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