“Oh god, I am cuming, cuming, cuming.” Screamed Frannie. Cindy released her son’s cock from her mouth, reached behind her and grabbed Frannie’s cock pulling it free and into her mouth. Years of conditioning and alternate sex had made trained Cindy when a cock was going to shoot it should be in her mouth. Greedily she gobbled Frannie and swallowed as Frannie thrust down her throat. This set Cindy off again on a series of orgasms during which she almost suffocated her son for the third time that evening.
They collapsed into a pile and relaxed, breathing hard and drenched in sweat. Frannie’s ac unit couldn’t handle this amount of physical activity. The odor emanating from the pile of bodies, a combination of sweat, cum and female juice would have startled anyone just coming into the room, but to the participants it just added to their enjoyment.
Frannie was the first to move, walking to the kitchen returning with three glasses of a nice tart white wine to cut the coating in their throats.
The three sat on the floor propped against the couch, with Cindy in the middle flanked by her son and Frannie, quietly sipping their wine. Frannie was the first to move she began to fondle Cindy’s breasts. “Mama Cindy you have the nicest nipples.” She said then leaned over and began to suckle and could feel the nipple harden in her mouth.
“Oh my” Said Cindy, “I hate to break this up, my tits just love what you are dong to them, but I have got to pee.” She exclaimed.
“No need to move Mama Cindy. Bob take care of your mother with your mouth so she can stay right here.” Bob trance like went down on his mother again and locked on to her cunt. Frannie licked Cindy’s neck and whispered in her ear. “Give little Bobbie a taste of his mother, pee in his mouth.” Then Frannie locked Cindy in a kiss and at the same time rubbed her abdomen so she could easily release her bladder into her son’s eager mouth.
This was a bit more affection than Cindy could take without tossing her cookies again, and once again she locked her son’s head to her as she orgasmed.
“Mama Cindy that is so nice to be kissing someone as they cum. You do cum easily don’t you.”
“Practice makes perfect.” Giggled Cindy.
“Do you know what Mama Cindy.”
“No what?”
“Your little boy has never penetrated anyone. I use him like a girl, as have our other visitors. Don’t you think yours should be the first ass he fucks?’ Asked Frannie.
“Oh the poor dear thing, yes I should be, Bob dear fuck your mothers ass will you?”
“Oh mom can I?”
“Yes dear, let me get your little cock ready.” Cindy leaned into her sons’ lap and licked and sucked him back to erection.
“There you two, Bobbie is ready for him’s mommie, Mamma Cindy present yourself.”
Cindy rolled onto her stomach and stuck her ass in the air. Bob fumbled a bit, but once Cindy felt the head of his cock near her rectum she pushed back. Her asshole was so use to and fond of cock’s by this time that his was engulfed immediately. Bob’s thrusting was not of great quality but it didn’t matter Cindy shifted into overdrive and fucked her son instead of the reverse.
Bob caught a nut rather quickly, seeing this Frannie got behind Bob and shoved her new erection up his ass. The added weight caused Cindy and Bob to collapse to the floor.
Cindy began screaming as wave after wave of orgasm swept her from Frannie pounding Bob and the sympathetic fucking she was getting.
All good things must come to an end, Frannie’s cock finally gave out, as did Bob’s and Cindy was thinking that if she came one more time her mind would turn to mash potatoes.
They were all too tired to move and just adjusted enough so all tension was gone. They did recover a bit. Frannie was the first to speak: “You know its been a long time since I have tasted a cunt, do you mind if I taste yours Mama Cindy?”
“Please it would make me so happy to have you eat me?” Replied Cindy.
“Bobbie lover eat me while I eat your mother.” Whispered Frannie.
This was how the evening ended, Frannie’s face in Cindy’s cunt, Cindy blowing her son who was making love to Frannie’s cock. A perfect family ‘daisy chain.’
In time to come, Frannie often wondered just how much of this evening was the drugs and booze and how much of it was spontaneous. She came to the conclusion that the drugs were merely an excuse for Cindy to do what every mother has thought of doing, making love with her son. Coupled with this of course was Frannie’s realization that Cindy’s husband Jim had been the moral base of the family. Cindy apparently followed the old middle eastern philosophy that says “No matter the gender, as long as its tender.”
The next morning they awoke, cold and chilly, the ac finally have caught up with them. Remember gang it isn’t sex, I don’t know what it is but it isn’t sex, just a series of friendly gestures designed to releave tension.
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