The way every thrust caused him shudders of bliss to pass through his skin didn’t help either. When it wasn’t just the sheer act of rubbing his sensitive faux canal, his special button kept being rammed with expert precision. It was like a gong on a pleasure bell, spreading out with every battering crash the toy made into him. His tongue was sticking out, ebbing waving arcs of drool as he continued to moan, grunt, and groan with uncontrollable pleasure.
Before either boy knew it, they both assumed the same position to increase the speed and ferocity of their bucking tempos. Using their womanly mature frames to splay over their backsides, their plentiful breasts pressed hotly against their backs until their fronts were pressed against the sweat and precum covered tiles. Now stroked back and forth with their body’s sweaty skin, it felt like buttery smooth frames of beauty were pounding them into new heights of ecstasy.
“Can you feel it? You’re about to release your seed from your mommy grinding your meat against the floor while being pounded away! Doesn’t that make you feel good, my little slut?!” Bulma asks crassly to her boy which only made him groan even louder. With her increased tempo being a blur of rise and falling lower back motions, his insides were being stirred thoroughly by her strap-on. In-Out-In-Out, she kept going with every wet insertion and extraction as she could tell he was just about there.
“Come on, Goten! I want to hear you cum! Cum for me!” Chi-Chi commanded in an authoritative tone that her child had no say in. He groaned and mewled, feeling his body practically thrumming with a surging energy of delight. It coursed from his wiggling toes up to his balled up fists. With his stretched gut sliding across the slimy ground and a moist womanly frame over his back, it felt as if he was sandwiched in a oily cloud, pushing him to release.
The boys had no choice but give into their mothers’ perverted fancies and shriek with orgasmic glee. After five shots of mutual boy-milk was sprayed under their bellies, coating their skin and the floor with their taint, they gasped from their shared ecstasy. Was that their punishment, they wondered?
As the two women shared a pair of devious grins, looks that both boys vaguely caught a glance of, they knew that was not to be.
With groans from the recipients, the women extracted their juicy wet faux members from their well used holes and stood up. Walking over, the two women briefly brushed their sweaty frames against each other. One cupped the breast of the other, sharing a lustful kiss before passing by. Standing over the other’s child, both women knelt and grasped them under their arms.
“Come on, you scamp,” Chi-Chi murmured as she laid on her back, pointing her juice covered erection up while steadying the abused widened nether lips of Bulma’s son over it. With his eyes looking down and his mouth parted, he could barely hoarse out a ‘please’ before his used entrance spread apart with a squelching swallow. Groaning he felt his own weight descend over the toy before his hips fell over her own, the root of the strap-on nestled between his heart-shaped cheeks.
“Nnnnnnngh,” Goten moaned as he felt his own bum hole widen and slide down the identical black toy, its moist juice covered frame burning its way while he slid down. In a frictionless drop, his bum settled over Bulma’s spread pelvis and waist, now thoroughly planted in connection with his best friend’s mother. With her sharing a teasing grin, she bucked up and urged the boy to move with the wave of her rising hips.
Both boys began to rise and fall, weakly adhering to the demands of their lecherous desires. Their gratifyingly full nethers continued to burrow contentedly, pooching out when dragging up to the tip before repeating the motion. Watching the two perform their work was enough to coax the mothers to massage their breasts, squeezing and kneading them as they groaned at the sight. They continued bucking and pulling back their hips in sync with the pair of sons they aimed to molest their special spots.
Feeling aroused once again, the women grasped at their backs and rose upwards, inclining to buck forcefully into them while pressing them against their fronts.
“Suck on it!” Bulma encouraged Goten as she drove her toy repeatedly while his legs cinched around her back. With a breast extended out to him, his mouth opened widely before latching over it, gnawing and suckling it with feverish abandon. Groaning with ecstasy, the lavender tressed woman craned her head back while she long stroked into the boy she held in her arms. It wouldn’t be long before the shaking child in her arms would climax once again, and bring her closer to the ultimate high.
“Don’t stop!” Chi-Chi ordered Trunks as he too sucked on one of her bountifully sized breasts. Areola wrapped around his lips, chewed on by his teeth and lathered by his tongue, he pulled back and dived forward while feeling his pleasure chute continued to be ravaged by her. His body practically writhed in building glee, dancing sparks of climax growing upon every nerve.
Almost all at once, the pair of boys screamed in ecstasy once again as the two mothers thrust deeply into each other’s sons. Bowels deeply penetrated, saturated with saliva and natural juices, filled to the brim with the black colored material as their own members pumped out four more bursts of seed. Sliding down, the two boys were unconscious by the time they piled onto the floor, sleeping soundly on the tiles as they lied in fetal positions.
“Damn,” Chi-Chi murmured with aggravation, wiggling her rump impatiently as she fondled her toy, “I was almost ready to cum until they gave out. Now what?”
As she turned her head, she felt herself pushed against the tiled wall. Blinking as she felt her left leg pulled up to expose her decadently overflowing slit and her two arms held by the wrists with the other, she gazed into a lustfully grinning Bulma. Before she could utter a retort, she planted her mouth over hers, diving her tongue into her maw as her lips slid against hers.
A quick second later and the tool was inserted into her nether lips. Squealing with alarm and pleasure, she could feel Bulma swiftly releasing her wrists in favor of grabbing her grounded thigh. Pulling both legs up so they could be wrapped around her waist, she began to grind and slide her buttery wet, soft breasts against hers as she continued to orally and florally penetrate her.
It was like something out of her dreams. The beautiful younger woman pushing her against the wall and taking her like a thief to treasure. But instead of riches and gold, it was her own body and ignorance to the same sex. Already drowning in pleasure, she wrapped her arms around the back of Bulma’s head, fingering her hands into her lavender locks as her kisses came back just as fiercely as her ravager’s.
Her snatch continued to squelch and slurp at the toy pleasantly sliding across her pink birth tube. Striking the sensitive sections over and over as her back slid as effortlessly as her breasts against the other woman’s, she continued to share groans and moans over a battle of tongues and lips. Saliva seeped between their locked mouths, painting their chins with glossy liquid as they dripped and splattered over the tops of their embracing cleavages.
“MMMMM! MMMM! MMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” Both women screamed over each others lips as they both climaxed as one. Juices squirted freely between the two, their bodies vibrating and shuddering with ecstasy as their nerves were exploding with delight. Releasing their kisses with a wet plot, their tongues played a gentle tango before completely letting go. Their eyes lovingly stared at each other before closing with contented exhaustion.
Settling down between their children, they placed their arms around the two sons and had them snuggle against their womanly frames. Before descending into mutual unconsciousness, they entwined their fingers and shared another kiss that produced a lustful moan from the two of them. All embraced and all sleeping off their lovemaking, it was truly a good day for mothers and sons.
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