Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24
Mom ground her pelvis into me. She mashed her clit into my pubic bone. When her limbs, locked around me in an iron embrace, began trembling I knew she was cumming. She rolled her hips to stimulate herself against me, providing my cock with new sensations. My balls rumbled. I held stock still and let her use me to get off as many times as she wanted. I could feel her pussy clenching through the wall of her ass, and it nearly drove me over the edge. But I held myself back until Mom stopped actively cumming and went slack.
I took several deep breaths, calming down as I luxuriated in my mother’s bowels. Then I pulled myself out of her asshole. Mom inhaled sharply at this but barely moved. I lay her back down on her shoulders with her pussy once more oriented skyward. My cock slid along her crease. I could see her gaping open, her outer lips red and swollen, inner lips unfolded and glittering with juice. Reentering her pussy was like a warm knife through butter. I slid right in.
Mom’s eyes were closed but she grunted in pleasure as I switched holes and resumed my assault on her vagina. I took her hard and fast. We were like a well oiled fuck-machine, our genitals effortlessly slotting together sending waves of pleasure through us. Her cunt contracted involuntarily with my every stroke. Periodically another orgasm would take hold of her. Most were small microgasms, known only by the rippling of her vaginal walls. A few were larger affairs, causing her to press her pelvis into mine. I even coaxed another large squirting climax out of her. It was bliss.
I lasted a long time, thanks to having recently ejaculated inside my sister, but in the end Mom’s pussy was too much for me. She was already a shaking, incoherent mess by this point. Countless back-to-back orgasms will do that to a woman. Pushed beyond pleasure and pain she was a puddle of oxytocin-laden flesh, muscles slack and ready to be pushed into whatever position I wanted. Grabbing Mom’s ankles and spreading her wide I pushed myself deep, deep inside her. My heavy balls pressed almost painfully into her gaping, fucked-open asshole as my lurid purple cockhead did it’s best to find Mom’s cervix. I was about to cum, and my body knew for best results it needed to go as deep as possible.
The first shot sent a flinch through every fiber of my being. I could feel the thick wad of jizz travel from the depths of my nuts up my urethra and out into Mom’s pussy. I pressed my hips into her and howled as I unloaded, each blast impossibly powerful. My entire cock shuddered with the force of it. Mom’s body quivered against me suggesting she, too, was orgasming as I painted her love tunnel with baby gravy. My legs gave out, driving me inside her with all of my weight as my ejaculation grew painful from how much fluid I was disgorging. Her box was a ruined mess of son-cum.
Mom was crying again. I started crying. It was pure satisfaction as I felt my dick stop twitching. I was close to blacking out as I lay there on top her, my body pressed into hers. Shakily Mom wrapped her arms around me and began feebly kissing my cheek. I returned the gesture, holding her close and whimpering in her ear.
Even as I started growing soft I remained inside my mother’s pussy. Her walls massaged my deflating penis, drawing the last drops of seed into her body. I never wanted to lose the feeling of connectedness I had to her right now. Mom ruffled my hair.
“I love you, baby.” She said. There was exhaustion and satisfaction in her voice.
“I love you too, Mom. You mean everything to me. I hope you see that now.”
Mom smiled a broad, sincere smile. “Mmmm, I do baby. I feel so stupid for worrying. I just never want to lose you.”
“You never will.” I whispered into her ear. We giggled and snuggled in closer to each other. I felt loved. I felt sexually satisfied. I felt...complete.
“And I love both of you, too.” A voice said from the doorway.
With some difficulty Mom and I sat up enough to look toward the entrance to her room. Standing there, naked as the day she was born, my cum still running down her leg, was my sister. Her face was wet but the smile on her lips was pure bliss. At the same time my mother and I each held out an arm. Accepting our invitation, my sister dove in with a laugh, joining us in a three way embrace. Emotionally and physically we were all exhausted. But as I passed into sleep I couldn’t help but marvel at how good it felt to have the two women I loved most in the world pressed up against me. I felt it in my soul. This is the way things were meant to be.
To Be Continued...
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