Frustration Released

My mother and I had first had sex nearly 3 weeks ago now. After my dad had returned home the following day though we had to be discreet and although we managed to steal kisses and fondles as often as possible we hadn’t had a chance to fuck properly with work, college and my dad never even leaving the house in the evening or weekend. We considered a hotel trip but didn’t wanna make him suspicious about both of us being gone the same night.

I jacked off every night dreaming of fucking my mom. On the last 2 Fridays, mom and dad had had sex. Dad usually had a 6 pack on Friday after work and I guess this got him in the mood. I was pretty angry the first week but Mom assured me that she would have desperately preferred it to be me. She said he had failed to satisfy her as usual anyway and joked that I had ruined any chance he had of success. Last Friday I had masturbated listening to the sounds of them fucking and mom pretending to orgasm. I fantasised about charging in and telling him step aside as I showed him what his wife really sounded like when she was fucked properly.

It was now Friday again and Dad was more than halfway through his weekly 6 pack at about 9 o clock. I went to the kitchen and Mom was in quickly after me. I nodded towards the living room.

“At least one of us will be getting fucked later huh?”

Mom shook her head and reached out and rubbed my arm.

“Ya, ‘someone’ being him. For me it’s the equivalent of you jacking off and stopping just before you cum. It’s NOT fun!”

I had a thought. I smiled at Mom and she could see I had a plan.

“There is one way that we could maybe help you to come you know…”

“Oh really?” Mom asked, her fingers sliding up and down my chest and abs.

“Ya.” I said cupping her ass and pulling her close. “Leave your bedroom door opened later on.”

Mom looked a little surprised and unsure of what I was getting at. Her eyes peered at me questioningly.

“Maybe watching me masturbating while I watch you get fucked will help…you can always pretend it’s me fucking you.”

“Won’t I be wondering why your cock shrunk then?” Mom laughed.

I kissed her and our tongues met. We kissed passionately until we heard the unmistakeable can popping sound in the next room. He was on to his final can now. It wouldn’t be long until he expected mom to let him climb aboard and have his way with her, not appreciating what a sex goddess he had under him and the things she could do for him if he only made an effort to please her. I didn’t mind though, it just meant mom would be more appreciating of me when we finally got to hook up again.

Mom gave my semi erect cock a squeeze and wandered back to the sitting room. She turned and our eyes met, both of us wishing the same thing. I headed upstairs and left my door slightly ajar, hoping that I would have reason to sneak back out soon and not wanting to make noise if I did.

15 minutes later I heard them come upstairs, I saw mom go past my door and dad afterwards. That meant he went into their room after her and closed the door. I was pissed off. I heard mom mumble something. The door opened again and she walked down the hall. She peeked into my room and winked before walking back to her room. The door didn’t close.

I waited a few minutes and crept down the hallway. The door was open enough for me to lean with my back to the wall and have a good view of the bed. Dad was sitting with his back to me on the far side of the bed. Mom was on her knees and her head was bobbing up and down. My cock got hard straight away knowing that was my mom and my lover working a cock. It wasn’t long before Dad started twitching. He was close to cumming, mom sensed that and stopped. She stood up. She saw me standing at the door. She blushed, a look of excitement and uncertainty crossing her face. Dad grunted at her to lie down. Instead she pushed him back on the bed, and knelt again.

I stood back so that I could only see from his waist down to make sure he didn’t catch me. Mom started working on his cock again, seeming to enjoy it this time unlike before. Her eyes were fixed on mine as she did so. It was barely 30 seconds before he was rising up to her and he suddenly groaned and collapsed on the bed. Mom winked at me.

“Did you not want sex?” Dad asked content now that he had come.

“Do you wanna return the favour maybe?” Mom asked as sweetly as she could.

“Fuck no, that’s disgusting.” He replied bluntly.

“Well then you better be planning on fucking me,” she said assertively. “And I want you to make me cum.”

She glanced towards the door. I quickly made a clit-licking gesture to her with my fingers and tongue, reminding her that I was more than happy to eat her out. She smiled and lay on the bed.

Dad said he wasn’t sure if he could go again so soon. She reached out and grabbed his quickly shrinking cock, stroking it back to life. Dad climbed on top of her and I couldn’t see her face. She told him to wait a minute. She shifted to the side slightly, now a little diagonal on the bed. This allowed her to see me. Dad fumbled with his small cock and stuck it inside her. He moaned loudly, Mom rolled her eyes towards me. He was facing away from me now so I stepped slightly inside the door to allow Mom to see my cock.

I began to jack off as dad fucked her awkwardly. Mom’s hands were pulling him inside her, trying to make the most of his limited manhood. Her eyes were fixed on me as I jacked faster and faster. Dad was giving her all he could now, but it wasn’t much. Her blowjob had at least ensured he would last longer than the standard 4 or 5 minutes.

Mom wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close. His head was on her shoulder and he couldn’t see that her eyes were fixed on me. I licked my lips, encouraging her. Then she took it to another level.

“You gonna make me come baby?” She asked, staring at me.

Dad slowed slightly, unsure of what to say. All he could do was say ‘what?’

“You gonna use that big cock to make me cum real good?” She moaned.

I nodded, using long hard strokes on my throbbing penis. Dad was delighted with what he thought was a compliment to him. He was trying poorly to talk dirty himself. We were oblivious as we stared at each other, each using a disappointing substitute to bring ourselves to pleasure.

“Oh! So good at making me cum for you!” Mom moaned, getting close now.

“Lie back, lie fucking back!” She barked, breaking our eye contact and speaking to her husband.

He was surprised by her assertiveness and did as she said. She was pushing him as he moved awkwardly. He was now lying with his head at the end of the bed nearest the door. If his head dropped and he looked back he would see me but I was beyond caring now. He was too entranced by the sexual creature now mounting him. Mom was feverish as she grabbed his cock and planted her pussy on it.

Dad cried out like he was gonna cum there and then. Mom was quickly riding him as she met my eyes once more, her gaze shifting between them and my now aching shaft. Her hands cradled his head ensuring he wouldn’t see me.

“I’m getting close! So close!” She screamed at me. “Cum with me! Cum with me baby!!!”

Dad was grunting again as Mom and I brought each other to orgasm as best we could. With a loud grunt, Dad came again. Mom was suddenly desperate to fuck herself to orgasm while she could. She was slamming herself onto his cock as I wanked like crazy. I shot load after load as she impaled herself on his tiny prick.

“I’m cumming! You fucking made me cum!” She moaned.

I blew her a kiss and quickly left the room. Within a few minutes I heard Dad snoring, no doubt happy with himself thinking he was a sex god when he was no more than a miniature dildo in our masturbation session. I heard mom showering before bed. My cock was hard again and I started slowly stroking myself. I was losing myself in my fantasies when I was brought back to the real world.

“Do you need a hand with that?” My mom said, standing in my doorway.

“It’s not a hand I need; I have two of them myself.” I replied, surprised to see her still up this late.

“Thank you for earlier on sweetie,” she said entering my room. “You really helped me have a half decent time for once…I am still going to need you to fuck me though. Watching you jack off just drove me even crazier. I wanted you to run in and take your fathers place.”

“I know.” I said, as she sat on my bed in her robe. “I wanted to too.”

“Well…” She started, “He is asleep now…”

“He’s asleep, not dead! What if he wakes up?”

“I know honey, I know. I just need you so fucking bad. That was the most intense sex he’s ever had, plus alcohol, I can’t see him waking up.”

Her hands were roaming over my topless body now, her eyes looking into mine longingly. I leaned in and kissed her. Our mouths were locked together, our tongues licking frantically at each other. She dropped her hand between my legs and grasped my semi erect cock. She pulled her head back and stared at me once more. With my prick in her hand she knew she had me under her spell.

“What do you say?” She whispered seductively.

“Oh fuck, I’m hardly gonna say no.” I moaned. “Let’s at least go downstairs.”

She took my hand and led me out of my room. I insisted on checking on dad first. As I approached the door I could hear him snoring. He only ever snored when he was drunk and sleeping heavily. I peeped around the corner just to be sure and saw him curled up unconscious. I came out and winked at Mom. We crept down the stairs and into the sitting room. I sat on the couch and pulled my mom into my arms. I rammed my tongue into her mouth, kissing her hungrily. She pulled away catching her breath.

“Whew, I think somebody might be a little frustrated!” She laughed.

“I’ve wanted you so bad the last few weeks.”

“I know sweetie. Would my baby be better able to satisfy his old mom if she takes care of him first?”

“Uh-huh,” I responded.

“You gotta promise you won’t roll over and go to sleep when you do…”

“Mom, I’ll lick that pussy of yours til you cum and then fuck you senseless for as long as I can but right now even the slightest touch will set me off. I need to cum.”