Literotic asexstories – A Better Anniversary by Sutty93,Sutty93 Kim was angry.
No, she was beyond angry, she was pissed. Not only was she pissed, but she was horny too.
The 40-year-old mother of one, was dressed in her best ‘I wanna get fucked tonight’ dress, had had her hair and nails done, waxed her legs and pussy so they were smooth as a baby’s bottom and had worn her sexiest pair of panties (a black lace crotchless thong) all in the hopes of properly celebrating her 20th anniversary tonight with her husband. But instead, she was driving in her soccer mom minivan back home, fighting back the tears of frustration instead of in the back of a cab making out like she was a teenager.
How could Harold be so blindingly, frustratingly, stupid? She was dressed beyond the nines, it was their anniversary for fuck’s sake, and she had told him on the drive out that she’d rented a hotel room for the entire weekend. All the idiot had to do was pay her the slightest bit of attention and she was going to rock his world until five o’clock Sunday afternoon when they had to checkout. It had been nearly a year since they’d last had sex, so she’d planned on making this weekend a bit of a blowout. But no, her gay ass husband had to spend the entirety of dinner droning on and on about his office’s bullshit politics and flirting up a storm with their extremely gay waiter. It was so bad that Kim hadn’t even finished her T-bone (wasting all her witty wordplay), and had just up and left the restaurant, flinging the hotel room key at him and telling him not to come home this weekend. She’d even told him to take the waiter with him spitefully as she walked out.
As she drove home, Kim just wanted to pull out her much too used vibrator and hate fuck herself as she thought of the most opposite man from her husband. Pulling into her driveway, she slammed the door shut on her car as she made her way inside. Once inside, she rushed to get out of the sexy 3″ heels she’d worn, and made her way upstairs to her bedroom and her much needed vibrator. But she stopped short when she was about a foot from her closed bedroom door and heard the distinct voice of her 19-year-old son moan out from behind it “Fuck mom.”
Stopping cold at hearing her son call out her name in such a sexual way, Kim didn’t know how to feel. She was even more shocked to hear a returning moan. “Yeah, fuck mommy’s pussy baby! Fuck me better than your wimp dad ever could!” Kim was both disgusted and lamenting the truth of that statement as she tried to place the voice of the woman her son was clearly fucking in her room. But as disgusting as she knew the scene on the other side of the door to be, her anger at not being fucked and having her own son desecrate her bedroom in such a way made her take the last step forward and throw the door open.
What she saw shocked her beyond what she thought possible in that moment.
Sitting on her bed with his back to the door was her son, very much naked.
Riding his cock like she was on a mechanical bull was her lifelong best friend and neighbour from across the street Connie.
Unlike her son, Connie was not naked; she was wearing the missing matching purple bra and panty set that Kim had been looking for for over a month.
Nick, her son, was suckling from Connie’s tits that appeared to be lactating, if the white fluid that dribbled out and down her friend’s impressive chest when her son switched to the other nipple were any indication.
“Oh my god, Kim!” Connie shrieked as Kim entered the room with an angry look on her face. She tried to cover herself as she jumped off of Nick’s cock, giving Kim her first true look at her son’s cock. It was huge! At least 9″ long and as thick as a can of Red Bull. Kim’s pussy gushed at just the brief sight of it as her anger was forgotten for a moment as she imagined that beast inside her.
“Oh, don’t stop on my account, slut,” Kim said to her friend with venom. “It’s not like you’re fucking my son, on my bed while wearing my underwear and pretending to be me, while I’m out on a date with my husband who you were disparaging.” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nick try to move and cover himself as well. “Oh, no you don’t!” she snapped at him. “You’re not going anywhere until your mommy there gets the relief she so clearly needs.”
“Kim, I can ex-” Connie started but Kim cut her off.
“You can explain?” she asked derisively. “You can explain why you’re wearing my underwear, pretending to be me as you fuck my son on my bed, on my anniversary no less? You can explain why you’re cheating on your husband with your best friend’s son? You can explain why my son is drinking milk form your tits as you ride his cock like the whore you clearly are?” Grabbing the chair from the corner of the room and bringing it to the side of her bed, Kim sat down and mockingly looked at the woman she considered to be her best friend with sarcastic interest. “Please, explain it to me. Explain why my supposed best friend is really nothing but a whore for my barely legal son.”
“Mom-” Nick started to say, before Kim once again spoke up.
“Do not think that you aren’t in soooooo much trouble, mister. I was pissed when I got home a minute ago. There isn’t a single word in the English language that encompasses how mad I am at you, or the trouble that you are in. NOT. ANOTHER. WORD. Until I’m finished with your whore.” Turning back to Connie, Kim put on a fake smile. “You had something you wanted to tell me, bitch?”
Connie hanged her head for a moment before she looked at Kim with a sigh. “This isn’t how I wanted you to find out. I didn’t want you to find out at all. But if you must know, know that I love your son, and his huge cock. He’s got the biggest cock I’ve ever seen and you can’t imagine how good it feels when he pounds away at my no longer neglected holes. I’m a total slut for his cock.” Kim noticed Nick’s cock flinch at this comment, as well as the smirk on lips.
“Clearly we didn’t expect you to be here tonight,” she continued. “And as you heard, Nick’s got a bit of an Oedipus complex when it comes to you. Not that anyone can really blame him, you’re gorgeous. And you look sexy as fuck in that dress. He called me half an hour ago and told me to come over because he couldn’t masturbate anymore to the thought of you in that dress and needed to feel a pussy around his cock as he pretended to fuck you.”
Kim looked to her son as her friend revealed this. There was a brief moment of embarrassment, but mostly there was pride. He was proud to be attracted to her and to need to fuck other women because he wanted to fuck her. “So, my son turned you into a cheating whore that will do anything his perverted mind can think of. Given how admittingly big he is, and how much of a size queen you always were, I can see why you let him dominate you so. But what about Kent? How can you justify cheating on your husband, and somehow making yourself lactate for a teenager?”
Connie looked hurt at being so humiliated, but she held Kim’s gaze. “Kent is a neglectful asshole,” she disparaged. “We haven’t had sex in 18 months, despite me throwing myself at him constantly. And even before that, he would constantly call me fat. Kent hasn’t given me a compliment, let alone an orgasm, since Kate was 4!” Kim winced at that; Kate was a year older than Nick. If that was true, she would understand why her friend had given into the temptation that was her son’s massive cock (a temptation she was feeling herself). “So when I came over to surprise you 2 months ago and found Nick jerking off in your bedroom, I did what any horny and neglected woman would do: I submitted to this glorious piece of fuck meat and never looked back,” she said as she grabbed Nick’s huge cock and swung it around.
Kim couldn’t help but stare at her son’s cock in her friend’s hand. Connie was right, it was glorious. And despite all this talking and having his mother burst in and yell at him, he was still hard. The 40-year-old sat in mesmerized silence for a moment as she fought her own horniness. Nick’s pulsing cock, barely a foot and a half away from her, wasn’t helping.
“Where’s Harold?” Connie asked, with a furtive look to the doorway and breaking Kim’s trance.
Turning back to her friend, a new anger in her expression (though not directed at Connie), Kim huffed a sigh of contempt. “Fuck if I know. Bastard couldn’t stop flirting with the waiter or droning on and on about his office’s bullshit. So I gave him the key to the hotel room I’d rented for the weekend and told him not to come home.”
“You mean the waitress, right?” Nick asked.
Rounding on her son with such an angry expression that he shrunk away in fear, Kim elaborated, “No! That would almost be acceptable. He was flirting with the very flamboyantly gay waiter!” Standing up, she gestured to herself, “Look at this ridiculous outfit? What about this outfit says: ‘don’t pay attention to me, I don’t want to have sex tonight’?” she asked as she was once again holding back tears. “We’ve not had sex in nearly a year, I’m all dolled up, it’s our 20th anniversary…how much more obvious can I be?” she lamented.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, both Nick and Connie got up and went to her and hugged her tight. Kim was so grateful for the comfort that the fact that her son’s cock was pressing into her side, and her friend’s milky tits were mashed against her own chest didn’t register in her head. Kissing her cheek, Connie whispered in her ear with a voice that hinted at seduction and sent a warm chill down Kim’s back, “Harold must be gay if he wasn’t struck dumb by the sight of you in this dress.”
When she felt her friend nibble on her ear after saying that, Kim let out an involuntary moan. Which was clearly the wrong thing to do, for as soon as she did, her head was turned and Connie’s lips were on hers. This wasn’t the first time the two of them had kissed. Back in their wild college days, they’d spent many nights swapping more than just spit to the enjoyment of many others, including their future husbands. But though it had been nearly half her life since they’d done something like this, Kim’s mouth was on autopilot as she made out with her best friend.
Kim was so absorbed in the kiss she barely felt her son slipping behind her, his massive cock sliding between her ample ass cheeks, or the zip of her dress being lowered. It wasn’t until Connie broke the kiss a minute later, and her son whispered, “Oh FUCK!” that Kim realized that her dress was at her feet and she was left in nothing but her crotchless thong, satin garter belt and silk stockings (both in bridal white). As she realized how compromised she was, Kim made to crouch down and grab her dress, but a firm voice from behind her, held her in place. “No, Mommy,” her son said in such a deep, authoritative voice that it flipped a switch in Kim’s head from ‘no son’ to ‘yes, sir’ instantly.
Connie saw the look in her eyes as she gave a predatory smile. “Ooohh, she liked that,” she said to her son. Kim wanted to deny it, but with how her pussy had leaked at the simple command and how no words came to her throat, she knew she couldn’t. “She’s always wanted a man that takes charge; I can’t count the times that she’s complained to me about how Harold is such a pushover in the sack. I bet if you told her to, she’d let you fuck her ass.”
Kim looked at her friend with a glare and was about to deny this profusely, when she felt Nick’s massive cock flex along her crack. “Quiet slut,” he said to Connie who bowed her head immediately. Kim felt Nick as he leaned into her ear and whispered, “What were you coming to do before you found us, Mommy?” Another shiver ran down her spine and tickled her pussy pleasantly at the sound of his commanding voice.
“I was coming to masturbate,” she said before she could even think of stopping herself. “I was so frustrated and horny that I was going to hate fuck myself until I passed out.”
Nick chuckled as he reangled himself so that his cock was now rubbing along her bare, dripping lips. “Now there’s a mental image for the ages,” he muttered more to himself than them. His thick cock slowly rubbing against her pussy was driving Kim crazy. He shifted over to her other ear as he seductively whispered, “And would you rather have this hard, flesh and blood cock pound your pussy until you can’t take anymore, or the plastic one in your drawer that is smaller than my dick?”
Kim again didn’t hesitate to answer. “Your cock! I want to feel you brutally fucking me like I’ve never been fucked before!” God, she really was horny if she was begging her son so filthily.
She heard the smirk in his voice as he said, “Funny; that’s exactly what Connie said when she first submitted herself to my cock.” Someone was teasing her nipples, while Nick’s cock still rubbed along her pussy. How she wanted to feel that massive man meat penetrate her. “And just like Slut-Connie, you’re going to have to prove your commitment to that cock you want to destroy you, Mommy-Slut.”
Kim felt her knees give out, and allowed herself to fall to them and turn around so that his massive cock loomed over her face like a baseball bat. Connie was right, Kim had always wanted a man who took control of her. Who would have thought that that man would be her own son? His cock was so gloriously perfect; she wanted to hold it, to suck it and stroke it, feel it stretching her holes and ruining her for her gay-ass husband. “Anything,” she pledged. “I’ll do whatever you want, if you fuck me like you were fucking Connie, Master.” She gasped as she saw his cock flinch as she called him ‘Master’ and moaned when said flinching caused it to rub across her face.
“You’ll suck it?”
“As deeply and as sloppily as I can.”
“You’ll let me bend you over and fuck you?”
“I’ll walk out onto the street right now, lean against the tree in our front yard and let you fuck me for all to see.”
“You’ll beg me to fuck your ass?”
“Please, Master, fuck your Mommy-Slut’s ass like it’s her pussy! Use all my holes as you wish and leave me a gaping, cum-filled mess for your father to see when he comes home!” The thought of her wimp husband, with his small cock finding her covered in their son’s cum, with a fucked stupid look on her face and her holes unable to close sent a thrill to her already generously flowing pussy. “I’ll suck Connie’s ass juices off your magnificent dick, while our loser husbands watch you fuck us like the whores we are for that massive cock!”
Again, Nick’s cock flinched. “I love your dirty talk, Mommy-Slut,” he said, grabbing her hair in his fist and shoving his cock a third of the way into her mouth. That alone stretched her mouth wider than she could ever remember it being. After a moment, he pulled it out and Kim felt Connie kneel at her side. “You don’t know how sexy the two of you look right now.”
“We have an idea,” Connie teased her son. “This isn’t the first time that we’ve been like this.” Turning her head to face hers, Connie leaned in and kissed Kim, which she happily returned to the groans of her son.
“Everyone used to love the shows we put on back in college,” Kim explained once they broke the kiss and were staring up at her son’s hypnotic cock. A cock that must have come from her side of the family, she thought selfishly. “Please baby, can you fuck me now? I need to feel this cock stretching me wider than ever before. I’ll be your live-in Mommy-Slut, just please fuck my horny pussy!” Kim begged her son as she slowly stroked his cock up and down, not even able to close her fist around his girth.
“See, I told you that she was a slut and that all you needed to do was show her that fat fucking cock,” Connie said.
“Drink the milk from your best friend’s titties, Mommy-Slut,” Nick ordered. With one hand still stroking his cock, Kim brought her other to hold Connie’s tit up to her mouth as she drank eagerly.
“OOOOHHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCK!” Connie cried out, feeling her best friend suckling from her tits. “Yes, drink my milk! Drink the milk your son made me start to produce from him!”
Surprised by both the taste of her friend’s milk as well as her words, Kim pulled her head away. “You’re not…?”
“Pregnant?” laughed Connie. “No, thank God. It’s a drug that induces lactation for kinky fuckers with Mommy issues like our big dicked Master here,” she explained with a smile and nod to Nick. “But could you imagine being bred by this stud?” she continued in a whispered tease. “I don’t think I’d stop leaking my cum for years after knowing that such a thing happened.”
“Me either,” Kim agreed as she returned to sucking the sweet milk. But the thought of being bred by her son’s massive cock, and making milk for him the old-fashioned way was starting to take root in her brain. She had always wanted a daughter.
“On the bed, sluts,” Nick ordered after a few minutes of watching his mother drink the milk from her friend’s tits. They both jumped up and ran to the bed, getting on all fours and swaying their asses for him teasingly. Both Kim and Nick moaned when he rubbed her ass. “Does my new Mommy-Slut know how to get spanked?” he asked.
This was something that Kim knew from her reading erotica online. Nodding, she said in a sexy voice, “Yes she does, Master. She counts her spanks, thanks you for them and then asks for more!”
“Very good,” her son purred, making her shiver at having pleased him. “But for this, we’re going to add a step. After you thank me, but before you ask for another, you’re going to tell me a dirty fantasy you have. Do my sluts understand?”
“Yes, Master!” they said in unison.
Kim felt herself leaking in anticipation as she felt her son’s hand withdraw from her ass, but the swat she expected never came, and instead it was Connie’s ass that jiggled from the loud SMACK that was Nick spanking it. “OOOOHHHH! Thank you, Master!” her friend moaned. “That was one, Master. Should I tell you how much I want to watch you fuck your own mother, Master. We’ve been roleplaying it for nearly our entire relationship and I can’t wait to see you breaking her in with your cunt-busting cock! Please Master, can your first slut have another spanking?”
Kim couldn’t wait for that either. She was so caught up in the thought of finally being fucked by this massive cock, that when she felt the SMACK of her son’s hand on her ass, she nearly froze. She’d thought that he’d give Connie more spanks before switching back to her, but it seemed like he was going to go back and forth between them. Kim very much approved of this strategy. “OOOOHHHHH! Thank you, Master! That was one, Master! I want you to film us fucking and show your father. Show him how a real man now owns and fucks his wife. And when the wimp is crying give him a live show. Please Master, can your Mommy-Slut have another spanking?”
“That’s a really hot idea; can we do that to Kent, too?” Connie asked. Rather than answer, Nick gave another SMACK to her ass. “YES! Thank you, Master; that was two! Can Kate be there when you show Kent whose slut I really am? I’ve wanted her to join us since you told me she used to flash you just to tease you, and having you put her in her place. I know she’s just like her mom: a slut for big dicks! Please Master, can I get another spanking?”
Expecting it this time, Kim moaned as her son’s hand came down hard on her juicy ass. “AAAAHHHHHH! Thank you, Master; that was my second spanking. Would you like me to seduce more women for you to fuck, Master? I know that you always had a thing for your English teacher Mrs. Black, or what about Alex from next door, she’s cute. I’ll turn anyone you want into your own fucktoy if you want me to. Does that earn me another spanking, Master?”
“Do you always have to show me up?” Connie asked teasingly.
“You started it,” Kim responded with a stuck-out tongue.
“Enough!” Nick ordered as soon as Connie opened her mouth to retort back at Kim. “The two of you have been friends all your lives and now even closer. As your Master, I will not tolerate arguing between you.” Kim’s pussy gushed a little more at how authoritative her son was being with them; it was a miracle that this was the first time she’d ever cheated on Howard considering her strong need to submit. “That being said, I’m entertained and enticed by your addition to this game. Keep it up, but keep it plausible,” he said.
“Yes, Master,” they said once again in unison.
Chuckling at his control over them Kim assumed, she was disappointed when he remembered where in the order he was as he spanked Connie again with another loud SMACK. “UUUUGGGHHHHHH! Thank you, Master; that was three. I know that I’ve asked you to do this already, but now that your Mommy-Slut has joined us, I really can’t wait for the next block party and having you fucking me in the Henderson’s pool with nobody but Kim the wiser, before sneaking up to their bedroom and using it like they wish they still could. Please, Master, can I have another spanking so that I can tell you an even dirtier fantasy of mine?”
Kim was slightly shocked at how brazen her friend and new clam cousin was willing to be; although she could have done without the image of their elderly neighbours getting busy. But all that left her mind when she felt the hard SMACK of her son’s hand on her ass. “AAAAAHHHHH! YYYYYYEEEESSSSS! Spank me, Master!” she moaned, close to cumming. “Thank you, Master! That was spank number three. What if this year for Christmas, I got you a booklet of sex coupons and you just happened to want to redeem one while everyone’s over and I’ve been teasing you all day. I could hardly say no to you using your Christmas present when so much of our family is just down the hall. Could you imagine what Gram would say if she caught you fucking me-her daughter-doggy style in the kitchen? Or what your whore of a cousin Jenn would do if she snuck away to sext her boytoy only to find the two of us 69ing in the snow? Do I get another spanking for being so naughty, Master?” Kim asked with a tease as she shook her ass to entice her son further.
Connie just looked at her with a look both impressed and annoyed at being successfully one-upped again. But that soon turned to shocked pleasure as Nick once again smacked her ass. “Thank you for my fourth spank, Master. I have the perfect birthday gift for you, Master; I was going to try and get Kent to fuck me when I gave it to him for his birthday in a couple months, but it’s much better suited to be given to and used by you on that day: a copy of the Karma Sutra. Do you think that you could spend my husband’s birthday going through the most famous sex manual and using all the exotic positions on his cheating wife? Will you spank me for a fifth time and make me cum, Master?”
Kim could tell by the fact that Nick simply grabbed her ass rather than spank it, that he like that idea of Connie’s. She really did have an unfair advantage in this game; she’d been sleeping with Nick for months and thus knew what turned him on (she was on a lactation drug for Christ’s sake!), and knew how to push those buttons. But Kim wasn’t without her own knowledge of her son. So when the SMACK of his hand on her ass came down, and she moaned on the verge of cumming without her son even penetrating her, Kim knew that she could still battle her best friend for the spot of her son’s top slut. “Oooohhhhhh! Thank you for my fourth spanking Master. Mommy-Slut loves how you spank her, Master. But not as much as she loves the idea of having you fuck me at work. Showing you a house as I strip a piece of clothing away room to room, until I’m only left in my thigh highs as we enter the Master bedroom. I’d sit on the bed and jerk you off with my silky nylons, talking dirty the whole time, until you shot your load all over my face. I’d then use the wife’s pillow to wipe up all your cum so that when she went to sleep that night, she’d smell how dominant you were over me and wish that she was in my place. Please, my son and Master, may I have another spanking so that I may cum just from the power you have over me with this big fucking cock?”
Kim expected to hear the SMACK of her son spanking her best friend’s ass again, but was pleasantly surprised to feel him grab her hips and shove his monster cock balls deep into her pussy instead. “YYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!” she screamed at the feeling of being filled by her son’s massive cock.
He didn’t move for a moment, allowing her to adjust to his considerable size. But after a minute, he started to slowly rock his hips back and forth, causing them both to moan. “Fuck you’re tighter than I expected! I’ve wanted this for so long, I can’t believe I’m actually fucking you!” he moaned, slowly picking up speed.
“Fuck yes! Fuck your Mommy-Slut with your big, fat, fucking cock! Fuck her like you’ve always wanted to! Fuck me like you own me!” Kim rambled as her son’s cock scrambled her insides and brain.
“If you insist,” her son replied, as he grabbed her hair, pulled her head back and causing her back to arch, while finally going full speed. “Beg! Keep begging to be my Mommy-Slut!” Nick commanded her.
“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK MMMMMAAAAASSSSSSSTTTTTTTEEEEEERRRRRRR!” Kim screamed as her son fucked her as hard and as fast as he could. “Pound my pussy and stretch my holes so that only your glorious, perfect cock can fit inside! I want to be your bitch, your slut, your whore, your cum bucket! Break me so that all I can think of is your glorious cock and how I’m going to please it next! Breed me so that you can suck my milky tits and we can raise your sister-daughter to be your slut too! Just please, Master, never stop FUCKING MEEEEEEEE!” Kim felt her son’s cock twitch as she mentioned him breeding her and being able to drink her milk once again.
She was so close to cumming that she was barely able to hold herself back, wanting to wait until he flooded her pussy with his manly cum. But that all came crashing down when she felt his hand crash down with a mighty SMACK on her ass. “AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!” she hoarsely screamed as all the drool that Nick’s fucking her had caused to leak out of her mouth dried up to be used as the squirt that rocketed out of her pussy as she came. Her arms finally gave out as she fell face first into the mattress and her whole body spasmed in the throes of the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced.
It seemed to be this that set off her son, as before she could feel herself calming from her first orgasm. Another one was set off by the feeling that was her son’s cock swelling in her pussy before flooding it and her womb with so much cum that Kim thought it was a fire hose shoved up her and not her son. The overload of pleasure was too much for her mind and body to handle and she passed out, hearing her son roar his ongoing climax to the thought of finally cumming in his Mommy-Slut.
She knew it wasn’t too much later when she came to, as she still felt the warmth of Nick’s cum in her pussy, as well as his hardness still pressing against the entrance to her womb. She tried to push herself up onto her arms, but her muscles wouldn’t even flex to move. Breathing heavily as they both recovered from their most intense orgasms, Kim heard the moaning of her friend beside her. Connie was clearly still trying to get off, and if what her and her son had just done looked and sounded anything close to how it felt, she knew her best friend had just gotten quite the show. “Five; that was my fifth spanking Master, and I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to thank you properly for giving it to me. But perhaps, if you fuck me like that everyday, the neighbours will all hear me scream and come to see what has me cumming so loudly and you’ll have a harem of women willing to do anything for you to experience the same. But please Master, may I have another spanking?” Kim said, wanting to show how obedient she could be for her new Master, her son.
“Please Master, fuck me first!” Connie begged from beside them. And though she couldn’t see it, Kim knew that she was fingering herself based on the wet squelching sounds coming from her best friend.
“I don’t know…if I…can,” Nick huffed, his body having slowly sunk on top of Kim’s.
“Have I told you how I’ve been feeding Kate food made with the creampies you’ve left me, as well as my milk. I’ve started to even give it straight to her as a protein shake in the morning. She loves them and wants to know what I’m putting into them so she can make them herself. Should I tell her what she’s drinking Master?” Connie said in a sexy voice, still fingering herself, and although Kim couldn’t see it, she knew that her friend had an enticing smile on her face as she revealed this to their Master.
And Nick loved it. Kim felt it immediately as the little hardness he’d lost since cumming so powerfully in her was immediately regained at hearing this. The slumped over bulk of him stiffened around her as his breathing hitched. She would’ve sworn she heard his neck crack at the speed with which he looked to his first MILF slut. Finally having some strength back, Kim also turned to her friend as her son asked, “Is that so?” There was a deadly edge to his authoritative voice, that Kim would’ve shrunk away from if it had been directed at her, but Connie just stared Nick down. “If you’re lying…”
“No lie, Master,” Connie said. “If you want to pass me my phone, I’ll call her right now and you can hear all about it.” Kim noticed that Connie’s fingers had slowed in their search for her orgasm, as if being challenged by her Master was a tantalizing turn on that needed to be savoured.
Kim whimpered in loss as her son got up and went to a pile of clothes she hadn’t noticed before, pulling her friend’s phone from the jean pocket. “On speaker, and you’re going to keep fingering yourself as furiously as you were before throughout the entire call,” Nick instructed, causing both women to shudder in anticipation, as he handed Connie her cell.
Connie quickly dialed her daughter and turned on her speaker. As the phone rang, she set it down and began to start fingering herself frantically. Kate picked up after the second ring, as Connie started to breathe heavily. “Hey Mom,” Kate said. “Where are you? Dad’s been wondering for like an hour when you were going to get dinner started.”
“I’m at Kim’s,” Connie said, clearly trying to keep herself from orgasming with her daughter on the line.
“Isn’t today her anniversary?”
“Yes, and that’s why I’m over here. I had a surprise for her.” The groan at having to delay her orgasm more was louder than Kim thought Connie had hoped.
“You ok Mom?” Kate asked. “You sound out of breath, and there’s this weird sound in the background.”
“It’s uuuuuggggghhhhh, part of my surprise for Kim. I’m fine. I have you on speaker,” Connie explained. “I was telling Kim about the new shakes I’ve been giving you lately and she wanted to hear from the horse’s mouth how good they were.”
“Hey Auntie Kim,” Kate called affectionately. “Happy anniversary!”
“Thanks sweetie!” Kim called back. ‘Your mom’s been bragging for twenty minutes about these secret recipe protein shakes she’s been giving you. They aren’t that good, are they?”
“Weird thing to be talking about for an anniversary surprise,” Kate commented as Connie gave another pleasurable moan as Nick started to suckle at her milky tits. “Mom, are you sure you’re alright?”
“I’m…I’m amazing, sweetheart,” Connie replied, unable to keep the pleasure out of her voice. “Yeah, just like that,” she moaned to Nick in a loud whisper.
“Mom…” Kate said in a slightly weirded out tone. “I don’t want to assume anything, but it kinda sounds like you’re doing more than just talking with your bestie. Like, it sorta sounds like you’re having sex with her.”
“Wha-OH FUCK! YES!” Connie nearly screamed, as Nick’s fingers started to toy with her clit. “Kate dear, can you please just come over here. We need your help with some girl stuff.” Without waiting for a reply, she picked up her phone and seemed to hang up. But when she threw her phone down, Kim noticed that she’d only taken it off speaker. “Please, Master!” Connie loudly begged. “Please stop teasing me and shove that massive cock back in my pussy. Please fuck me like you were before your Mommy-Slut so rudely interrupted us!”
Knowing what she knew now, Kim understood how Connie felt rudely interrupted before. Having her son’s glorious cock shoving deep inside her was the most perfect feeling in the world, and to have that interrupted before reaching climax for whatever reason was not something she ever wished to experience. Looking back to her friend’s phone, she noticed that Kate seemed to still be on the line as the call hadn’t disconnected yet. “You’ve been promising to let me fuck your daughter for weeks now, slut. Good to know that you actually keep your word,” Nick said as he yanked her hand from her pussy and lined his big, fat cock up at her hole.
“I’d do anything for this cock, Master,” Connie pledged before screaming a moan at having her cunt filled by said cock. “YES! FUCK ME, MASTER!” Connie repeatedly screamed as Kim watched her son’s huge cock piston in and out of her best friend’s snatch so fast it was a blur. “Can I cum, Master?” she begged between her moans of pleasure. “Can your MILF slut who just told her daughter to come and watch you fuck me into oblivion cum?”
“Not until you see your daughter’s face as she watches you be a slut for your best friend and neighbour’s son,” Nick denied, causing Connie to moan in frustration. “And after you cum on my cock, the cock you’ll do anything for, I’m going to pull out of this tight twat and cover her face with my cum for you to lick up. Sound good, my pet MILF slut?”
But Kim never got to hear if Connie was turned on by that idea as much as Kim was. Because it was that moment that Kate walked into the room.
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