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Mamas Boy

I always knew my wife was attracted to younger guys, I just didn't realize quite how much until we started trying to sell our old car, which had been doing nothing but taking up space at our place for months.
My wife, D, is 43, with a great body that she exercises regularly maintain -- she's experienced the normal ravages of age but, because we never had kids during our 19 years of marriage, her body looks much younger than her years. Sure, there are a few more wrinkles around her wide brown eyes than there were when we married, and a little bit of a belly, but that's really about the only difference, except for the shimmering auburn streaks in her shoulder length brown hair, applied once a month or so to hide the specks of gray that started to appear here and there. I never complained, frankly, because my wife always looked so damn good.
It was a Saturday, my short day at work, and I saw the three of them instantly as I pulled into the drive, standing around our second hand car, D, a man who looked to be in his mid-50s and a teenage-looking guy, obviously father and son. My wife introduced me to Dave, the dad, and Jason, his 19-year-old son. D disappeared back into the house as we started talking about the car. I could see Jason's eyes following my wife's ass as she headed inside but thought nothing at all about it. Most men reacted exactly the same when encountering D's luscious backside. Jason's dad explained that they were looking at a couple of other possibilities and might be back that afternoon. I wished them well and watched as they walked to their car, Jason continually glancing over his shoulder at our house. He was lean and lanky, with a thick wad of unruly blond hair and sparkling, mischevious blue eyes.
As soon as we got inside D loaded me up with errands, ignoring my attempts to start a conversation about how the young man was eyeing her ass as she was walking away. "Don't be ridiculous Dan, I'm old enough to be his mother," she said, launching right into the long list of errands and accompanying instructions. I wasn't at all surprised but was still disappointed, because I'd been trying for months to talk to D about the possibility of trying another man for sex while I watched and, hopefully, joined in. Our sex life had been sadly stale for a couple of years and I knew exactly why.
My penis is about 8 inches and fairly thick and, though it had once seemed adequate, it no longer rose to its former glory. I had begun to have trouble maintaining an erection long enough to properly please my wife. It was becoming obvious to me that my wife simply wasn't enjoying our sex the way she once had. In fact, it had reached the point where D seemed to get much more pleasure from my oral attentions than from actually making love. I was completely at a loss when it came to improving things. Another man was the best suggestion I could come up with.
Resigned to my fate I started off on what was easily two hours worth of errands, at least thankful for the solitude that would allow me to fantasize about D and some better looking, better hung man. In my daydreams it was always some big, burly, studly type seducing her into total submission and I let my imagination run wild as I spent the next hour dropping things off and picking things up -- until I reached the post office and realized I'd forgotten the envelopes I was to drop off. A few minutes later I was pulling back into my driveway, my fantasy fading away as I hopped out of the car and walked briskly to the front door.
Once inside I heard the sound of the TV in the den but nothing else. I knew I'd left the envelopes on the kitchen table and was halfway down the hall when a strange sound caused me to stop for a moment, something like soft laughter only it wasn't coming from the television set, it was coming from the kitchen. I remained still for a second, straining my ears, when I heard it again. It was definitely D, but it sounded somehow different as she giggled, girlish almost. "You shouldn't say such things to a married woman," she said, her tone still odd sounding to me. "In fact, you're too young to use such language at all, Jason."
My heart started thudding so hard that I felt for a second it might jump out of my chest. It was the kid who'd been looking at my car! I inched forward slowly, careful not to disturb whatever might be happening, my dick already hardening in my pants. "It's the fuckin' truth, you're the hottest damn thing I've seen all summer," he answered.
That drew another oddly girlish giggle from D. "Here," I heard her say. "Let me get you that iced tea I promised you."
The kitchen fell silent just a moment before I made it to the door. I peeked inside, instantly shocked and aroused by the scene I saw. D had changed outfits, now clad in a mid-length cotton skirt and loose white t-shirt. She was standing with one hand holding the refrigerator door ajar. Jason was right behind her, his hands on her hips, his mouth on her neck, kissing gently and murmuring to her. "Such a sexy fuckin' ass," he moaned as his hands reached down to cup and caress D's smooth ass cheeks, clearly outlined by the clingy cotton skirt, then sliding his hands around her waist as he started grinding his growing cock against her firm, round butt.
D stood still for a second, hand gripping the handle of the fridge, her eyes closed as Jason's hands slid up her body to cover her tits, palming them, thumbs rubbing over the outlines of her stiff nipples. "Oh god," she sighed as he fondled her tits gently, closing the refrigerator door and leaning back into him, eyes still closed. D let the back of her head rest on his shoulder, tilting it slightly to give him easier access to her sensitive neck as he continued to plant soft, wet nibbling kisses all along the tender flesh, her hands starting to caress his forearms as he continued to fondle and tease her tits. With a soft moan D arched her back slightly, pressing her full, firm ass back into his crotch, Jason groaning in response.
Suddenly D gasped, her eyes opening wide, turning her face to the side, looking at him. "Oh shit Jason it really does feel huge," she whispered, her hands leaving his arms and reaching back for his hips, pulling his bulge even tighter into the warm, yielding crevice of her asscheeks. Jason's only response was to lean farther over her shoulder and begin nuzzling her mouth with his own, sucking softly at her lips, his hands sliding underneath her t-shirt and bra to begin feeling and fondling her bare tits.
Jason sucked and teased D's lips wetly for several long moments, his hands moving around beneath her shirt as she wiggled her ass slowly, obviously lost in the feel of his hardness against her full, womanly butt cheeks. With a snap, I saw the tension of her bra relax, and knew he had unfastened it. With a soft groan my wife parted her lips and found Jason's tongue with her own, the two of them licking and lapping at each other lewdly until she sucked it fully into her mouth with a quiet whimper.
Jason stretched my wife’s shirt and bra up over her soft, brown boobs and left them there as he tongue-fucked my wife's mouth deeply, fully, D kissing him back with a passion I found both shocking and wildly arousing, as if she was the teenager instead of him, slurping and sucking at his talented tongue as she moaned and groaned into his open, demanding mouth.
They kept their mouths clamped tightly together as Jason turned D in his arms until she was facing him, her arms going around his neck, grinding her body against him wantonly, her bare tits pressing into his t-shirt clad chest. His hands slid slowly down over the curve of her ass, gripping and groping forcefully before working the back of her skirt up over the lovely slopes of her ass cheeks. My wife wasn't wearing panties – another big shock for me – and I marveled at the sight of his strong young hands squeezing and stroking her firm, shapely bare ass. They both were groaning softly, the sound muffled by their lewd liplock. D tilted her head from side to side as she suckled hotly at his mouth, eagerly devouring his passionate kiss, anxious to keep feasting on the tongue he was feeding into her hungry mouth.
The jarring ring D’s cell phone caused us all to jump, ending the pair's erotic embrace abruptly as I scrambled back from the door. The phone went unanswered, ringing and ringing, the interruption apparently cooling my wife's passions. "No, no Jason, we can't, we've got to stop," she whispered as the phone continued to ring.
"C'mon baby, you know you want this," he replied as the ringing finally stopped.
When I looked back in the very first thing I noticed was the bulge in his jeans. It was enormous, a massive lump that was still swelling and growing. It obviously had D's attention too. She was standing with her ass and tits still exposed, the curve of her bottom almost touching the kitchen table, her eyes fixed on Jason's crotch, her gaze never moving as she continued her very un-convincing protest. "We can't Jason, I can't," she said, her brown eyes looking almost glazed as she stared at the growing bulge in the teen's jeans. "I couldn't, I just couldn't. I'm old enough to be your mother."
Jason smiled as he started moving so slowly across the kitchen floor toward her, D backing up until the edge of the tabletop was pressing into her ass. "That's perfect, just what I'm looking for, a mommy, I want you to be my mommy," he said softly as he advanced toward D. She finally looked from his crotch up to his face as he approached, an expression I'd never seen before suddenly lighting her gorgeous face, a look of pure, unbridled lust, her eyes glowing wildly, her tongue darting around her suddenly parted lips. "Be my mom D, be my slutty mommy," he said, his voice low and firm, "Be a bad mommy for your nasty boy."
I couldn't believe the way she reacted. Only about a foot separated them by then and when he uttered those obscene words D literally threw herself at him, her mouth chasing after his like she was starving for his tongue, mashing her body to him and lifting her legs like she was trying to climb up his body, her arms going back around his neck, rising up on her tiptoes as she tried vainly to press her pussy against the massive mound still swelling in his jeans.
Jason sealed his mouth tightly back to hers as he grasped her silky ass cheeks in both hands, squeezing and stroking, using it to guide her backward to the kitchen table again. Once there he pulled D's t-shirt and bra the rest of the way off. My wife’s hands trembled as she removed her young lover’s shirt, moving quickly, anxious to bare his lean, hard torso. As soon as she dropped the shirt my wife began running her hands all over his smooth, hairless chest and tightly muscled tummy while smearing wet, frantic kisses all over his face and neck, a soft, constant moan coming from her lips.
D's skirt had ridden up in the front, just barely concealing her pussy from my closely watching eyes. Her continual moan ended in a sharp gasp as Jason's hand disappeared beneath her disheveled skirt, her eyes widening and then slowly narrowing until they were squeezed shut, her arms back around his neck, spreading her legs wider to give him easier access to her obviously overheating cunt. "So wet," he moaned as he started sucking and kissing her neck passionately, D immediately tilting her head to make it easier for him. "Your pussy is so fuckin' wet."
"Oh Jason, oh god honey," D groaned, one hand on the back of his head, toying sensuously with his thick brown hair, as he sucked and kissed her tender neck. Jason continued to cup and caress her cunt beneath her skirt as his other hand sought the waistband. When he began to fumble with it, D quickly reached down with her free hand and pushed the skirt down over her hips, letting the flowing fabric fall into a puddle around her bare feet.
At last I had a clear view of Jason's hand pleasing my wife's hot pussy, her closely cropped pubic hair glistening with the dampness of her adulterous arousal. My cock started throbbing so hard I finally had to free it from my slacks as I watched the teenagers' strong fingers gliding slickly up and down her puffy pussy lips and stroking over her pink, swollen clit. D groaned deep in her throat as he skillfully ran his fingers up and down the inner groove of her moist crevice, teasing but never entering her dripping pussy. D shifted and wiggled her hips to heighten the pleasure of his touch, spreading her legs even wider as the two fell into another torrid, tongue-filled kiss, her little hands caressing his smooth, handsome young face, their muffled moans growing more intense.
When their long, lewd tongue kiss finally ended D was panting like she'd just run a marathon, her bare breasts heaving against his chest, her eyes sparkling as she stared into his face with a worshipful gaze, her arms still around his neck. "Oh shit honey," she moaned as Jason slowly brought his wet fingers to his lips, staring straight into her eyes as he licked and sucked them loudly, nastily. "Oh shit honey," she repeated, a shudder running through her naked body.
"Mmmmm, mommy's got a tasty pussy, so fuckin' sweet," Jason whispered, swiping a damp digit over D's trembling lower lip. With a groan my wife suddenly grabbed his wrist in both hands and jerked the gooey finger into her mouth, sucking greedily as Jason murmured obscene encouragements. "Yeah, that’s a good mommy, clean all your pussy juice off those fingers, suck 'em clean mommy, swallow all that sweet pussy juice down," he said. D kept groaning as she slurped on his fingers until Jason jerked them abruptly out of her mouth with a loud, lewd popping sound.
"Oh god you really are nasty," D moaned.
"Yeah, I'm mommy's nasty big-dicked boy," Jason answered as his mouth began kissing down D's bare shoulder over the slope of her breast.
The fingers of both my wife hands were again brushing through the dark hair on the back of Jason's head as he slurped a nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply, D's eyes drooping shut again as she surrendered to the sensations of his hot young mouth pleasuring her full, womanly tits. "Oh god yeah," she whispered. "Oh Jason honey, suck it, suck on mama's titty baby."
Her words sent Jason into a frenzy, the room filling with loud, lewd sucking and smacking sounds as his mouth worked feverishly over every inch of my wife's smooth, soft breast. I could clearly see his saliva glistening on the slopes of her tits, along with little, pink love bites starting to form here and there. After a couple of moments he started concentrating on her fat, brown nipples, alternating back and forth, tugging and gently twisting at one hard bud with his fingers while sucking the other deeply, roughly, stretching the nipple into his mouth as his tongue washed wetly over it. With a deep, sexy groan D released his head and cupped her tits, hefting them with both hands, offering them to his hungry young mouth, making his oral assault easier. "Oh shit yeah, oh Jason suck 'em," D whimpered. "Do it honey, suck on mama's titties, yeah, suck mama you nasty boy."
With a growl Jason grabbed D by the hips and hefted her ass onto the very edge of the kitchen table. My wife leaned forward slightly, moaning as her mouth made contact with his lean, hard chest, kissing and sucking loudly at his hairless skin. At the same time Jason dropped his hand back down to her pussy, his fingers gently fondling up and down her soaking slit as D's thighs spread wide for him, gasping and whimpering each time his fingertip brushed over her pink, swollen clit, arching her hips to try and prolong his pleasure-giving touch.
D groaned lewdly again as Jason dropped to his knees, pulling her tanned, toned legs over his bare shoulders as he slowly scr*ped his tongue up and down the inner groove of her cunt. I saw my wife's fingers whiten as she gripped the edge of the table with both hands, her eyes sparkling wildly as she looked down at his handsome young face between her legs, his talented teenage tongue taking long, lewd licks from her dripping pussy up to her twitching clit. "Oh god-oh yeah, lick-lick it honey, oh god Jason, don't stop baby, so good, lick it, lick mama's pussy Jason, oh fuck yeah, love mama's pussy good baby."
With another soft growl arising from deep in his throat Jason clamped his mouth around my wife's swollen clit, sucking it deep. I could clearly see his cheeks hollowing as he slurped on her hot, throbbing bud, her fingers tightening on the edge of the table, her head dropping limply back as her smooth legs tightened over his shoulders. "Oh fuck yeah," she hissed. "S-suck me, suck mama honey oh god don't stop."
D's words faded into a filthy sounding series of gasps, groan and gurgles as she collapsed back on the table, thrusting her hips, humping her sizzling hot pussy against his tightly sucking mouth. Lewd smacking and slurping sounds overpowered the light thumps of her palms smacking the table, making it wobble wildly. She started bucking upward desperately, her legs pulling on his shoulders for leverage as he leaned over the table, feasting furiously on her slippery clit. D's round, sexy ass was lifting completely off the tabletop as she humped upward, feeding her nubbin into the sizzling suction of his mouth. The table was bouncing and sliding on its legs as she started to scream with ecstasy.
My beautiful wife’s long, throaty shout echoed through our empty house as her body stiffened for a long moment. The force of her orgasm was so strong she seemed to lose her voice, her mouth still frozen wide open as silence fell over the place until finally, with a deep groan, she collapsed heavily down on the table, its legs again wobbling dangerously. Jason had released her clit and then spent the next couple of minutes softly lapping into her open, drooling pussy lips, D moaned contentedly, her eyes closed, a smile on her lovely face. She lay still for only a few seconds, it seemed, before her hips began gyrating gently, responding to the tender touch of his tongue.
But even though she was moving only slightly the table was shaking far too much, causing D's eyes to pop open. I ducked away, forced to release my dick, which I'd been stroking slowly through the whole thing. While I stood there with my back pressed to the wall I could hear my wife's ass squeaking on the tabletop as she slid off of it. I heard the sound of Jason's jeans unzipping, then my wife’s gasp of surprise. "Oh my god it's so damn big," D moaned just as I started edging back to the doorway again.
I silently agreed with D as I peeked around the door again. The teenager's long, hard prick would have put almost any grown man to shame. It was easily 10 inches long and looked nearly as thick as my wife's wrist. She sank to her knees, admiring the big, fat veins pulsing up and down the powerful looking shaft. He was circumcised, and the bare head was so thick and shiny with his precum it looked like some kind of ripe, exotic fruit. D smiled like a child as she grasped the massive stalk in both hands and began stroking it slowly. Even with both hands around it, his glistening dickhead and about five inches of shaft were uncovered.
My hand returned to my own, more modest member as I watched my wife lean forward and slowly begin to lick and kiss the slick, sensitive surface of his purple throbbing cockhead. Slowly jacking on his monster-size shaft with both her hands my wife simply moaned, "Mmmmyeahhhhhh," She formed her lips into an 'O' and slid them over the fat, shiny head, sucking greedily, her cheeks fluttering, her hands speeding slightly as they kept on working his fat, long shaft.
Jason had one hand in D's hair, holding it back out of her face so he could watch her bobbing back and forth on that huge, hard fuckstick. She couldn't get but a couple of inches past his head due to his size but she sucked feverishly, her lips sliding back and forth on his vein-covered shaft. "Fuck yeah, suck it," Jason groaned. "Suck that big dick D, suck it good, get it big and hard, yeah, that's it, suck it D, suck it D."
With a soft pop my wife pulled the gigantic cockhead out of her mouth and looked up into Jason's lust contorted face. His shaft glistened with rivulets of her saliva. She carefully used both hands to massage it into every huge, throbbing inch of him, her hands gliding smoothly along his entire length. "Jason, don't stop calling me mommy, please honey?" she asked in her softest, sexiest voice, her hands continuing to slide up and down the amazing length of his thick, throbbing cock. "Let me keep pretending to be your mommy and I'll do anything you want Jason. Anything. I swear it. Anything, anytime, anyplace. I'll be a total slut for you honey, if you'll just let me be your mommy."
"Anything, huh?" Jason asked.
"Anything honey," D said, looking up into his face with a sexy smile as she slowly swiped her tongue over his broad, blunt cockhead. "As long as you play along with me, let me be your pretend mommy."
Now it was Jason's turn to smile, an almost evil glint in his eyes as he stared down at my naked, kneeling wife, her beautiful face expectant as she looked up at him, her hands lovingly fondling his huge, horse-size cock. "Hmmmm," Jason said, appearing to think it over, though I had a feeling his decision was already made. "I might get greedy and want mommy all to myself," he cautioned, pushing D's steadily stroking hands off his dick and rubbing the wide, wet head slowly up and down the side of her face.
"Oh fuck yeah," D groaned lewdly, craning her neck to prolong the contact of his long, fat fuck organ against her exquisitely made-up face, one hand on his thigh for balance as the other slid between her legs, teasing her clit with her fingers. "Yeah, that's what I want honey, mama just wants her big-dicked boy."
Jason's smile was gone, his look now one of total lust as he stared down at D, moving his big rod to the other side of her face, my wife responding like a love-starved kitten, tilting her head and rubbing her cheek slowly along the vein-covered shaft. He then remained still for a long moment, holding his cock at the base, letting D caress her cheek against his huge sex tool, the two of them staring wordlessly into each other's eyes as she rubbed her face on his oversized shaft. "I want you all to myself until I go back to school next month, Mommy," Jason said, his voice soft but edged by a new firmness. "I don't want you fuckin' anybody but me, not even your own husb-um, uh, not even Daddy, got it?"
D nodded eagerly, her cheek brushing his big hard cock. "Mama's all yours honey. Daddy can’t have her. Mommy just wants her big, strong boy."
Jason pulled my wife to her feet and jerked her toward the doorway, forcing me once more to release my throbbing dick. I jerked open the hallway closet and scrambled inside, not even able to close the door completely behind me. Fortunately D's lust for this teenage stud left her unable to keep her hands to herself. Just as they stepped into the open doorway she turned and rubbed her nude, curvy body against him in lewd, open offering, sucking at his mouth greedily until it was again filled with his tongue, rubbing her soft, lovely tits over his smooth chest, Jason's hands going back to the globes of her ass cheeks, his fingers sinking into the soft, silky flesh.
They broke it off suddenly, both panting heavily, catching me off guard as they literally ran by me toward the living room. I knew I had to give them a few seconds, and crept slowly down the hallway after a moment, the familiar sucking and slurping sounds growing louder as I neared the doorway.
When I peeked into the room sure enough, D was once again on her knees, worshipping his magnificent hunk of manhood. Slobbering and sucking on it, she moaned and groaned gratefully around his broad bare dickhead. After only a moment, though, Jason made it clear he was ready to fuck my wife. He pulled her head off his cock and pointed to the sofa, clearly taking control. "Over there Mama," he ordered. "I'm about to make that pussy mine."
"Yeah honey make Mama's pussy yours," D moaned, literally leaping onto the couch and spreading her legs, Jason right behind her, his huge prick jutting out from his body powerfully.
D gasped as she reached between her widely spread thighs with both hands and guided his pulsing prick to her gooey hole. As soon as he felt her oozing entrance at the tip of his massive cock Jason pushed slowly into her soaked tightness. I started jacking my own dick rapidly as I watched the huge purple head pushing into my wife's pussy. I heard a sharp intake of breath as it popped into her, followed by the sharp cry as Jason eased half his big shaft into her. "Oh-oh fuck it's big," she wailed. "Oh god baby, oh my god."
Jason paused, letting D adjust to his immense size, holding his upper body propped on his forearms. From where I was I had a clear view of my wife's cunt, her lips stretched around his fat fuck-organ. Nearly half of its incredible length was still exposed, her clear, sticky wetness oozing out around his pole-like prick. After a few seconds my wife groaned deeply. She started wiggling her hips slowly from side to side while thrusting herself gently upward, managing to fuck a few more inches of her straining pussy onto his massive organ. "Oh fuck yeah," she moaned. "Do it baby, give it to me, fuck Mama's pussy deep."
Jason sank the rest of his rock-hard, oversize cock into my wife's soaking pussy in one smooth stroke. I could see her straining cunt lips wrapped around the broad base of his cock, their public hairs mingling. D was groaning in pleasure. "So deep-oh yeahhhh so fuckin' good," she moaned. Her words were slightly muffled as her mouth met his neck. He lowered himself onto her, kissing and sucking as she uttered obscene encouragement to her young lover. "That's so deep Jason, god you big-dicked stud, do it baby, fuck Mama's pussy good honey, take it, take Mama's pussy."
D's words were abruptly ended as the muscular teen started slamming his hips downward, launching right into a deep, hard stroke just as my wife had begged, drawing several inches of that thick, long prick out of her soggy, stretching cunt-sheath and then pounding it fully back into her, the powerful base of his cock smacking wetly into her oozing pussy as D squealed in pleasure. "Take it, take it son! Oh yeah, fuck it hard, take Mommy’s pussy over! Oh fuck, oh yeah, fuck it! Fuck Mama's pussy honey!"
Jason's muscled hips hammered harder and faster, D's legs clenching around his lower back, her hips and ass writhing and bucking as she met him thrust for thrust. They seemed to find the perfect rhythm, their bodies locked tightly together as they undulated, writhing gracefully together. Their open mouths sealed together in a hungry kiss. Their moans were muffled as their tongues dueled and the young man’s rampant cock plumbed the depths of my avid wife’s eager womb.
Jason gave a powerful thrust into my writhing, humping wife she pulled from the kiss. Her head suddenly began to roll wildly from side to side. D’s body stiffened as her young stud continued to drive his long meaty cock into her. "Oh fuck yeah! I'm cumming oh yeah oh shit – god yes!" D's screams rang through the house as she tightened her legs around Jason's lower back and thrust upward even more wildly, losing all abandon as she continued to wail out in orgasm. "Yeah oh fuck yeah cumming… Oh you… you nasty boy! Oh! Goddam do it! Fuck your Mama's pussy with your big beautiful cock. Fuck me, baby."
Jason went absolutely wild, battering her cunt brutally, the sounds of their bodies pounding and slapping overpowered only by the babbles and squeals of lewd, lustful pleasure coming from D. The young stud slammed into her pussy over and over, ramming and driving his massive shaft forcefully into her. My wife’s pussy lips were swollen and huge, clinging to his throbbing dick as it sawed in and out of her gushing hole, her juices squirting out with every thrust. My wife never seemed to stop orgasming throughout the relentless deep-fucking. She clung desperately to her young lover’s lean, muscular body with her arms and legs, sobbing as she sucked and kissed his neck. He fucked him back with incredible passion, her hips rolling and thrusting with wanton abandon. Her round, beautiful ass flexed rhythmically as she drove her soaking snatch onto his strong, hard cock. "Fuck! Fuck me, baby! Fuck Mama, Jason! Fuck Mama's pussy, baby! Oh god there! Oh fuck yeah! Oh I'm-I'm cummminggggg!"
As D's climactic scream rose, Jason stiffened and I knew he was blasting his young, potent sperm deep into my wife’s married pussy. I envisioned spurt after spurt of hot, thick cream coating every inch of her convulsing vagina. My wife ground her heaving body tightly against the young Adonis as he released his hot young load into her. Both of their bodies tensed with the intensity of their orgams and they groaned with sheer animal satisfaction.
I erupted into my palm as the two of them sagged deeply down into the sofa cushions together, relaxing and cuddling. Without really thinking, I licked my modest load from my palm as I watched the two lovers bask in the afterglow of their incredible tryst.
It was the sexiest experience of my entire life. It was the fulfillment of every cuckold fantasy I'd ever had – at least visually. The whole mom/son thing puzzled me, but I had to admit, it really turned me on. I nearly lost it when they referred to me as dad and talked about Jason taking over my wife's pussy.
I slipped into the bathroom and managed to silently clean myself, my ears straining for more sounds from the living room. When I got a chance, I slipped out of the house and finished my errands. I got home about an hour later and never let on that I knew what had happened. For the rest of the summer, my wife always found deflected my attempts to have sex with her, though she eagerly encouraged me to eat her pussy. It was usually puffy, red and very, very wet.

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