Chris watched and stroked his cock as Nick slumped down in the recliner opposite of the couch. Chris’s mouth began to water as his mother began masturbating in front of him and his father. Tricia moaned and moved with the rhythm of her fingers as she explored her hole after what seemed like an eternity of waiting. She swallowed the remainder of spit and cum in her mouth, closed her eyes and bit her lip as she licked the still present salty cum lingering on her chin and mouth.
“Mmmm my boys taste so good. Chrissy…” Tricia stopped to moan and gasp as she slid two fingers in and out of her dripping snatch, stopping only to rub and apply pressure to her clit. She flexed her holes as she felt the liquid drip on to her asshole; excited at the feeling. She looked at her son stroking his cock just waiting to her his mother’s instructions. Tricia gave a sly smile and continued. “Come here; baby.”
Chris had a hungry look in his eyes and his cock, red and sore from overuse, ached under his own touch. He had eaten his mother’s pussy in her office the week prior and besides cumming inside of her; going down on her was the highlight he kept running through his head. Without standing, Chris slid over between his mother’s legs; holding on to her pantyhose covered legs, using his hands to feel and massage her thighs. He salivated as he felt the drenched hose near her pussy. Her skin glistened and the matted tuft of pubic hair curled against her exposed skin, sticking to the area directly above her clit.
Tricia watched eagerly as her son approached her, a hunger in his eyes she hadn’t seen before. Chris sat still and admired the scene in front of him, his hands moving and caressing his mother’s hosed legs while he stared at the feast in front of him. Nick, slumped down in the recliner, began playing with his recently exhausted cock; still recovering from the intense orgasm his wife stroked out of him. He watched as his son crept slowly towards his wife and stared intently waiting for what was next.
Nick noticed his son’s cock and couldn’t help but compare it to his own. Nick had the girth and Chris had the length; a big reason why Tricia was so eager to take both cocks at the same time. Tricia looked over to her husband and noticed him playing with his recovering manhood and her mind ran amok with scenarios she played out in her head.
Tricia pressed her hips forward towards Chris as he slowly made his way towards his mother’s pubic mound. Chris could feel his mother’s anticipation without even touching her and he wrapped his hands and forearms around his mother’s waist and buttocks; gaining the ability to bring her into him.
Tricia gasped as she felt her son use his strength to adjust her body in to an easier to reach position. Up until this point Tricia had been the one in control; at certain points bringing both her husband and college aged son to the point of high pitched whines and moans as their cocks begged for a release.
Tricia felt the absurd wetness now emanating from her legs, her torn pantyhose clinging to her thighs, the juices of her and her husband and son succumbing to gravity and seeping into every nook and cranny of her waiting body.
Chris couldn’t resist any longer and used his hands to pull his mother’s pubic mound to his face. Before he stuck his tongue out or kissed his mother’s pelvic area; Chris inhaled Tricia’s scent and rubbed his nose and lips around her now exposed skin.
Chris felt as if he were in heaven. His hands gripping and squeezing his mother’s pantyhose clad ass; pawing at her like a virgin experiencing a mature woman for the first time; his cock excitedly springing to life and trying to find its way back to the silky smoothness still covering her legs. Tricia curled her toes as she felt her son kiss and savor the area above her pussy; proud of her son for taking the time to get to know the woman before pleasuring her. She grunted and chuckled at the same time; causing her body to twitch at the touch of her son.
Chris inhaled the salty scent of his mother before him; his body pressing closer to any part of his mother’s legs they could find. Chris stuck his tongue out and began to probe his mother’s pubic mound; tracing over the cute tufts of pubic hair; stuck together with a sticky mixture of semen and Tricia. As a reflex, Chris reached down and gripped his swelling cock, letting out a slight moan as he let the flavor congregate on his tongue.
Tricia brought her left hand up and began to stroke and massage the back of Chris’s head; using her fingertips and fingernails to tease the sensitive areas on her son’s scalp. Tricia slightly adjusted her body once more, her legs now squarely surrounding her son and her opening begging for any attention. Tricia looked over and saw her husband focused on their son about to devour her holes; stroking his cock with an increased vigor and a look of desire in his eyes. Tricia felt her pussy ache and her heart felt as if it were beating out of her chest. She wanted to take her husband’s cock into her mouth right then and there but her body was responding to her son’s light but noticeable kissing right above her swollen clit.
“Stroke…. Mmmm…” Tricia tried to encourage her husband as her son expanded his exploration of his mother’s snatch. “Fuck, baby. You’re such a… ohhhh… such a tease.”
Tricia’s body writhed and contorted to her sons light kisses. Chris, unbeknownst to him, was driving his mother wild. All Chris was doing was savoring the feel of his mother’s ass and hips beneath his hands and fingertips while letting the taste of the night accumulate on his lips and tongue while he gathered himself so as not to cum again too quickly. Tricia looked down to see Chris worshiping her opening and she thrust her hips forward in frustrated anticipation; her body remembering she got both her son and husband to cum and she wasn’t there yet.
The grip on Chris’s hair tightened and Tricia attempted to lightly guide, aka ‘sort of shove’, her son’s face into her beckoning twat. Chris felt his mother’s hips press his face into her pelvis, sticking his tongue out in order to begin the process of drinking her in.
Tricia felt that Chris got the message and as his tongue wrapped around the small patches of pubic hair in an attempt to find Tricia’s clit, she loosened her grip on his hair.
“Mmmm, that’s it baby.” Tricia moaned and with her right hand, began pawing and massaging her breasts; twisting and rolling her hard nipple between her fingers as her sons tongue moved closer to her womanhood. The lower Chris’s tongue went; the more intense the flavor he experienced. At first he just recognized sweat; hot enough but Chris knew what he was waiting for. As Chris playfully moved through Tricia’s soaked and matted pubic hair; the flavor profile accelerated on his tongue. A sweet burst of intimacy intertwining with the salty base; made Chris yearn for more as his body twisted in an awkward but dedicated attempt to rub himself on his mother’s still covered legs.
Tricia tightened her grip as she felt Chris close his lips around her swollen, throbbing clit. Her body twitched and shook; nearly climaxing in that moment.
“Nnnnghhh. Fu….mmmm” Tricia felt her body tense up, quickly losing any control she had left.
Chris felt his mother squirm while he gripped her ass and held her pelvis directly into his face while his lips encircled her throbbing nub and his tongue swirled and danced gracefully all over it. Tricia’s hole was open; spread from the back; her juices seeping out and clamoring for any penetration. Chris quickly remembered how he was supposed to use his fingers as well as his tongue; a trick his sister Abby told him just a few days prior.
While Chris licked and mopped up the quickly drying jism and spittle mixture that his mother spit on to her waiting cunt as she prepared for her own pleasure. His tongue dared to go south and felt the wet lips against his frantic tongue; his mother’s moans assuring him he was going in the right direction.
Tricia felt Chris slide his middle finger inside her dripping wet twat; the sensation causing her to tense up and grip his finger with her pussy. She let out a soft moan.
“Mmmm. Ooooh….” Tricia’s moan trailed off as Chris kept his middle finger deep inside her while he anticipated his next move.
Tricia rolled her head in pleasure and locked eyes with her husband. Nick was now fully erect and his cock stood at attention; his hands moving furiously up and down his throbbing shaft while he watched his son delicately eat his wife’s pussy. Nick was admiring the scene when he noticed Tricia’s stare.
Nick’s eyes locked on to his wife’s; both parents enjoying the sexual gratification unfolding before them. Tricia kept her husbands gaze as her body flinched and she let out a gasp while her son’s tongue migrated down the left side of her labia while Chris’s finger lightly massaged the inside of her dripping with hole.
Nick stroked his cock and felt his rod stiffen under his grip while he watched his wife get devoured. Husband and wife kept eye contact as son used his tongue to satisfy the pussy that birthed him just over 18 years prior. Chris sensed he could fit another digit and seamlessly added his index finger to his middle and began stroking his mother’s drenched and beckoning hole.
With his other hand, Chris grabbed his hardened member and felt the pool of precum start to gather at the tip. He clenched his body and pressed his cock into his mother’s hosed legs.
Chris grabbed on to his still throbbing penis and focused his attention on his mother’s pleasure. His fingers moved effectively in and out of Tricia’s hole and his tongue slid around her labia; her body twitching every so often when Chris hit the right spot.
Chris’s tongue darted around Tricia’s womanhood. He incorporated his tongue with his fingers; licking and sucking his own digits while still caressing and pleasing his mother. Chris indulged in the taste and creaminess of the grool dancing around his lips and tongue; his fingers excitedly shifting in and out of his mom.
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