Could This Be Love - S03 E16

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Could This Be Love - S03 E16

Read Story: SEASON 3 EPISODE 16

“Ahhhhhheeeee,” Stephanie screamed. Her hips lifted upward and her
thighs jerked under my mother’s sucking mouth. I swear I thought the
woman was going to expire as her body shook and convulsed. My mother
kept sucking as the thrashing woman beneath her c----x. But mom wasn’t
done. Just as Stephanie had done to her, my mother kept at it. Within a
minute or two she was climaxing again. I was astounded by both women’s
capacity for pleasure for as soon as Stephanie was done climaxing they
moved into a sixty-nine position and started all over again. I began to
wonder if either one of them was going to survive. Fortunately for me,
they did.

It took a while for my mother and Stephanie to recover. I watched, my
c--k still hard, as they lay on the bed and cuddled. They were whispering
and giggling like two schoolgirls. Several times they looked over at me
and giggled. I wondered what was transpiring between the two of them.

Finally my mother got up and came over to me. She sat on my lap,
avoiding squishing my still hard c--k. She nuzzled my neck and when
whispered, “Stephanie wants to watch us make love. She’s never seen a
man and woman f--k.”
I looked at her with my eyes wide in shock. “Uh … really?” I said.

My mother nodded, her face red with embarrassment or excitement … I
couldn’t tell which.

“Do you want to?” I asked, my excitement growing.
“If you do,” she answered.
Like any h---y teenager, I said yes … actually I nodded my head, afraid
my voice would crack with excitement.
My mother stood up and nodded to Stephanie. Her face broke into a wide
grin. Then she got up and left the bed for us taking my position on the
chair.

My mother grasped my c--k and led me over to our bed. We started out
very self-conscious, feeling Stephanie’s eyes on our every move. But as I
kissed my mother passionately our excitement took over. Suddenly we
were like actors on a stage, putting on a show for an appreciative
audience.

I kissed down my mother’s neck until I reached her still hard nipples. I
s----d and licked them for a long time, trying not to be outdone by what
Stephanie had done to my mother. I wanted to prove I was as good as any
woman when it came to making love. When both breasts were wet with
my saliva, I pushed my mother onto her back. “God I want to put my c--k
into you,” I whispered loud enough for Stephanie to hear. That was the one
thing she couldn’t do with my mother.

“Yes, f--k me. F--k your mother,” she said, also loud enough for
Stephanie to hear.
I heard a moan from across the room and turned. Stephanie was lying back
in the chair, her legs thrown over the arms and her fingers rubbing her
p---y frantically. She was staring at us with wide eyes.
I made a show of crawling between my mother’s thighs and lifting and
spreading her legs. “Put your son’s c--k in your p---y,” I ordered. With a
little moan, my mother reached for my throbbing c--k. I could feel it
throb in her hand and desperately hoped that I wouldn’t shoot my load
before I even had a chance to f--k her. I tried to think of anything but
what was going on in this room … baseball, school, cars, anything. It
worked and the crisis passed.
With a low growl I slipped my c--k into my mother. Her warm p---y
caressed my c--k with a now familiar pulsing. The swollen walls s----d
me in until my balls touched her ass. “Oh Jesus, Mom, I’m in your p---y
all the way,” I said in a husky voice, loud enough for Stephanie to hear. I
knew Stephanie could plainly see my c--k going into my mother’s p---y.
She was but several feet from where our sexual parts were joined. I
pressed my body to mother, feeling her softness from my chest to my toes.
The room was spinning. Suddenly it was only me and my mother in the
room. I no longer knew or cared that someone was watching us.

“F--k meee!!!” my mother screamed as she bucked her hips upward and
then back down, letting my c--k slip out to the head.
I looked into her eyes to see deep pools of love. I brought my lips to hers
and as my tongue plunged into her mouth, my c--k did the same to her
welcoming hole. A groan escaped my lips as her legs wrapped around my
waist and pulled me down deeper. The head of my c--k touched the back
of her canal and she groaned in pleasure. “God, I could keep my c--k in
you forever,” I said, knowing that her squeezing p---y would make that
impossible in just a few minutes.

My hips began to move slowly. Up and out, and then back in until the head
was settled at the entrance to her birth canal. Out and in again I moved
bringing a steady whine of pleasure from both our lips. I vaguely heard
moaning from somewhere in the room and remembered Stephanie. When I
looked over, she was still in the same position, her juice covered fingers
moving in and out of her p---y in a blur. From the look on her face, I
figured she was in a state of perpetual c----x. Then I forgot all about
Stephanie as my mother’s fingernails dug into my ass cheeks, urging me
to f--k her. I did.
Soon moans were echoing from the walls of the hotel room and the sounds
of Stephanie’s fingers in her sloppy p---y, matched the sound of my c--k
pounding in and out of my mother.

“Oh Jerry, I’m going … to … to … cummmm …” my mother gasped.
I responded, “God Mom, I have to pull out … I’m going to c-m too.”
“No … no … no … don’t pull out. C-m in me … I need your c-m … c-m
in me please,” she begged.
I don’t think I could have stopped if I wanted to, but her words drove me
crazy with lust. I bellowed as my mother cried out with her c----x, and I
began to pour my potent seed into her p---y. It blasted out of me in
torrents, filling her willing hole until it overflowed. My mother kept
climaxing even after I had emptied my balls. But the squeezing of her still
milking p---y kept my c--k from growing soft and after a few moments I
was pounding into her with all my strength again. I worked in and out like
a man possessed, bringing on c----x after c----x for her. At one point I
noticed Stephanie standing close to the bed, like I had done, watching us.

That served to spur me on. I flipped my mother over until she was on her
hands and knees with her head buried in the pillows and f----d her from
behind. When she finally collapsed onto the bed, I followed, still pounding
into her until my second c----x took me to heaven again.
I rolled away from my mother, lying on my back gasping for breath. Then
I felt movement on the bed and saw Stephanie crawling between my
mother’s legs. “Oh God, Steph,” my mother gasped as the insatiable
woman buried her face between her juice splattered thighs. Another gasp
came from her lips as Stephanie’s mouth covered her swollen and well-
used p---y.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing: a gorgeous woman on her knees
eating my mother’s c-m filled p---y. The result was to bring on another
erection for me. I watched as Stephanie brought my mother pleasure with
her mouth again. Then when she was done, I rolled my mother on her side
and slipped my c--k in from behind and, as Stephanie kissed my mother, I
f----d her to several more climaxes. With two huge climaxes under my
belt, I couldn’t go again, but I certainly enjoyed trying.
We didn’t get together with Stephanie again, but she joined us on the
beach a couple of times. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but we soon
got used to it. One day we stayed on the beach until most everyone had
left. My mother was lying on one side of me, and Stephanie on the other. I
had put a towel over my lower half to keep from getting burned. I leaned
over and kissed my mother. I felt her hand slip under the towel. A few
moments later my c--k was tenting the towel. I glanced over at Stephanie
and saw her watching. I felt a chill of excitement go through me and
closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt another hand on my thigh. When I opened
my eyes I saw that Stephanie had slipped her hand under the towel as well.

Incredibly I know had two women’s hands on my c--k. I gasped as both
women began to move their hands up and down in unison.
When I looked over at my mother she was lying back with her eyes closed.

Then I saw that Stephanie was doing the same thing. I dropped my head
back and moaned. The combination of two hands on my c--k brought me
to the critical point very quickly. I whispered, “I’m going to c-m.”

The
result was that both Stephanie and my mother moved their hands faster
until I was pumping my seed onto my stomach. Without a word, both
women pulled their hands from my c--k and then wiped them on the
towel. I took a deep breath and sighed contentedly.

Stephanie left for home the next day with my mother promising to come
and visit. With tears in her eyes, Stephanie kissed my mother and then, to
my surprise, kissed me passionately. And then she was in the cab heading
to the airport.

The second week of our vacation was as wonderful as the first. Mom and I
were like newlyweds. We enjoyed the sights, but enjoyed our evenings
and nights in bed even more. We became careful again and I did not c-m
in her for the rest of the trip. We both figured we had taken enough of a
risk already. It was a small concession.

We were both sad when we had to leave our island paradise. Now we had
to go back home and be careful. We both knew there were great risks for
us if someone suspected something. However, we also knew that we would
have private times that would make up for all the risk. Mom told me she
wanted me to sleep with her. Unfortunately I couldn’t move my stuff into
her room for obvious reasons. Still spending every night in bed with her
was enough for me.