This is the last part of a longer story. Best is to read them all in order.
Constructive crticism is welcome.
They came to bed later than usual and the security guards car had already passed by their house. But Sam was spent and didn’t mind that they didn’t have to fake intercourse just now.
But as he was falling into a slumber he could hear a soft humming from his mothers vibrating dildo under the covers.
She was doing her best to keep still and be quiet, thinking Sam was already asleep.
It was a sensual feeling, lying there, knowing his sexy mom was driving the joy toy into herself and when she finally tensed up she only let out a slight whimper.
Sam felt he could now relax and drift into sleep.
As usual, Sam woke up at around 5 AM from his mother gently sucking him off. He had become quite good at pretending to be asleep and could now enjoy her treatment of his morning wood without feeling any guilt.
He came in her mouth and fell back asleep until it was time to get up and to work.
He told Lucas that they were up for coming over to them on Friday.
Lucas was a bit too overjoyed to hear this. Sam felt a sting of jealousy.
He had mostly been thinking about how good it would feel to plunge his hard cock into a woman’s pussy and not so much about that Lucas would be doing the same to his mother.
But nonetheless, it was going to happen.
One more day passed, and night.
Sam and his mother had their routine down now. At 10 PM they either faked it missionary style or had Yvette look like she rode him and then let her dive down on his cock when he came. And as usual, his tip came dangerously close to her opening a couple of times and only with great restraint was he able to not just let himself sink into her wet, meaty pussy!
Finally it was ‘the Friday’. Sam had felt anxious all day and not really gotten much work done.
Lucas had been telling him what kind of drinks he was going to make and talking about their swingers meeting as if it was just a normal party event.
Nothing felt normal to Sam though.
He was going to bang his co-workers wife and his co-worker was going to bang his mom!
Every time he thought about it he wished that he and Lucas could switch places.
Not that his wife Georgia wasn’t hot, but… Sam’s mom was so much hotter. He had feelings for Yvette, not for Georgia.
He comforted himself with some kind of feeble hope that it might be dark, Lucas and his wife might get very drunk and fall asleep and Sam could maybe pretend that he was Lucas. Would Yvette notice? Would she mind?
But that would be crossing the line. The fantasy kept him calm at least. He tried to picture himself pounding Georgia instead of picturing Lucas ramming into his mother.
As he pulled up in his driveway and entered his house, he noticed that the air was thick with perfume.
His mother always smelled great, but was normally modest with her perfume. Now it was almost eye watering.
He could hear his mom in the bathroom.
Yvette was on her knees on the bathroom floor, scrubbing with a towel.
She looked up at Sam as he came in, “Hey darling. I dropped the whole bottle of perfume and now I’m gonna have to shower… again,” she said in a stressed tone.
She looked so hot down there. Her bathrobe was showing her ample cleavage swinging under her chest as she was moving her arm, swabbing the floor with her towel. Her hair was set up in a bun that was falling apart and her voluptuous ass was swaying enticingly from side to side. Sam felt himself getting engorged.
“But you need to shower too… and I think it’s best that you get some release before we go over to the neighbours. We don’t want you to cum too quickly and deprive poor Georgia of getting thoroughly pumped, eh?” she smiled and stood up.
Her bathrobe fell open and Sam blinked in awe.
His mothers nipples were still covered but there was a highway of beautiful skin exposed to him and his eyes of course settled on her bald pussy mound between her thick, strong thighs.
Yvette saw his gaze, “C’mon son, let’s get you into the shower.”
She quickly helped him undress and let the rest of her bathrobe fall. She almost shoved Sam into the shower and stood facing him. So close that his growing member was rising and sliding along her hip. Before it could rise fully, Yvette nimbly raised her leg and moved his meat log in between her legs. He could feel her steaming pussy lips parting on each side of his stem.
Without letting go of him, she turned and grabbed some liquid soap and poured it down her belly. The excessive amount trickled down to her pussy and over his dick.
Yvette started sliding her hips back and forth, keeping his dick in place with her clamped thighs.
“Do my bum,” she puffed and put her arms around Sam, lathering up his back and pressing herself closer to him.
The feeling of her big, firm breasts against him and his raging boner sliding back and forth between her pussy lips was as amazing as ever.
Sam began massaging her buttocks as Yvette increased the pace of her hips.
She was right, he was pent up, as always, and wouldn’t have lasted very long inside of Georgia.
Without warning he came, hard!
Yvette clasped her arms around his waist and kept going. Even if he had wanted to, he probably couldn’t have gotten free. Sam had to use what was left of his senses to keep from slipping or falling.
His mother was now sliding along his pumping cock in a ferocious tempo.
It was both agonizing and awesome for Sam.
Finally Yvette let out a little shriek and started shaking, still clinging onto Sam for all that she was worth.
They stood there for a while. The hot water cascading over them and all the soap and bodily juices washing away.
“Phew, we needed that, I think,” his mother finally said, panting.
They finished up and dried off. Sam went to the bedroom to get dressed and Yvette began the laborious task of drying and fixing her massive head of hair.
For a moment, Sam thought of maybe going ‘commando’, not wearing any underwear at all. It was surely gonna come off soon anyway, no? But he decided against it. It felt too presumptuous somehow.
But his dear mother/wife had made sure that he now only owned those tight tanga briefs, that were more like a cradle for his dick and balls, and when he got erect, only his ballsack was still in them.
Well, as long as he didn’t get hard, they would keep his dick in place well enough.
He picked out a nice black t-shirt and a suit coat and suit pants, also black.
It wasn’t a formal dinner or anything, but this was Sam’s go to clothes when he didn’t know what dress code was expected.
He watched with interest his mother come in and start getting dressed. Her hair was still all big and fluffy, standing in all directions. She picked out a tight tube dress in dark blue.
Sam took notice of the fact that his mother seemed to have chosen going ‘commando’ underneath. He helped her clasp on a sexy beige bra and she topped it off with a fluffy yellow blouse with generous cleavage.
She then put on a pair of sexy black leggings, the type that is still see through, but gives the legs a darker tone.
After getting dressed she scurried back to the bathroom. Sam went out in the kitchen and downed a couple of quick glasses of whiskey. He felt that he needed to get in a state of non-nervousness.
Lucas had already messaged him that they were welcome over any time. It was now about 7:30 PM and Sam messaged him back that ‘the wife’ was putting on her make up.
It felt weird to write ‘the wife’... as if his mother was some kind of ‘ball and chain’, but Sam thought that it sounded ‘real’. He was always worried that he would slip up and expose them.
He didn’t dare to think about it, but… they were in deep now. He couldn’t imagine the ramifications of them getting caught in their deceit.
He swallowed another quick drink and poured one for his mom.
As he snuck into the bathroom to serve her, she was in full swing of setting her hair up in two long pony tails. Her make up looked fantastic. Almost a little too fantastic.
Sam felt that sting of jealousy again. Was she dressing up so much for Lucas… or was she just dressing up as women do?
He swallowed his darker thoughts and decided that Yvette was maybe as nervous as he was.
She blew him a kiss and sipped on her drink while finishing the last touches.
“Lucas said we’re welcome any time we’re ready,” he informed her.
Yvette got a serious and worried look, “Are we ready for this?”
“It'll be fine mom..ehm.. dear. You know we both need to get laid,” Sam smiled and was surprised at how calmed and comforting he managed to sound.
“Yeah, you’re right. But IF you feel like you don’t want to - just tell me right away and we can leave. Ok?” she said and continued her make up and hair.
“Of course mo.. of course,” Sam answered, still managing to be cool.
They were finally ready and took the short walk over to their neighbour’s house. Sam and Yvette walked hand in hand. Both feeling the other’s comforting grasp.
Georgia answered the door with a big smile!
She was dressed in a thin, flowery sarong that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Her stiff nipples were hard not to stare at and it didn’t look like she was wearing anything at all underneath. It was clear she’d had a couple of drinks already.
They both got greeted with hugs, her hug with Sam lasting a little longer that would be courteous in other circumstances. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his mother smile at him.
Somehow it felt good. It felt as if he got his mother’s approval of what was about to happen.
Georgia ushered them inside and Lucas shouted his welcome from the living room.
Their house was set up in a different way than Sam’s and Yvette’s. Their kitchen faced the street, just the same, but on the left instead of right of the entrance. On the right side there was a large living room facing the street instead of a bedroom, like Sam’s house had.
Lucas came up and shook Sam’s hand in that macho kind of manner that guys do when they are eager but still want to seem cool. Then he complimented Yvette, eyeing her up and down with an impressed and leering way. He gave her a surprisingly gentle hug and had them sit down on the large, brown leather sofas. They had a fireplace on one wall.
Georgia came strutting in with some drinks for them.
Lucas was in party mode and loudly got through all the expected pleasantries of how glad they were to see us and how nice it was to have them as neighbours, and so on…
Sam tried to be relaxed and pretend it was just a normal start of a get together, but he couldn’t take his mind off of what they were actually there for.
Whenever he thought he could get away with it, his eyes ran along Georgia's body. Her thin sarong was very revealing and it didn’t take much imagination to picture her naked.
She was indeed a hottie. She had smaller breasts than his mother, of course and wasn’t as curvy. But she seemed very fit and toned. Her boobs jiggled enticingly with her every giggle and laugh.
Now and then Sam also studied his mom. But she seemed super relaxed and cool. It was impossible to read what she might be thinking. But surely she must be thinking about the same thing Sam was thinking? That guy on the sofa across from her was later going to plunge his hard dick in between her legs… jealousy stung again. Sam gulped his drink down in haste.
“Whooa there young man. Don’t rush it. The night is still young, “ Lucas jested and got up to give Sam a refill.
As Lucas was out in the kitchen Georgia and Yvette got into small talk.
“You look really beautiful tonight. You look younger than ever,” Georgia gushed to Yvette,
“Thank you ma’m,” Yvette replied in a mock southern accent, looking away and pretending to be bashful, "You're looking pretty hot yourself.”
“I know I’m not supposed to ask, but how young are you really Yvette. If I didn’t know better I’d guess you were no more than 22,” Georgia continued.
It was true, Sam’s mom looked really young, well, her face at least. Her body looked like a goddess of sex, but with those long pigtails and that make up, her face did look very young, Sam thought. But the question got him a bit antsy. Surely his mother would not tell them her real age?
“Well, I’d never say my age, but I can divulge that I am actually a few years older than my husband,” Yvette answered and gave Sam a mischievous smile and wink.
Sam felt himself relax. Of course his mom knew exactly the right thing to say. Why did he even worry?
Georgia continued her praise of Yvette and Sam went out to the kitchen to Lucas instead.
He was pouring something from a mixer to a pitcher and had some soft radio music on in the background.
“Hey! Would you mind taking some of the snacks out of the fridge Sam?” he asked without looking up from his task.
Sam went to the fridge and there was a big platter of cheeses, olives, crackers and bits of meat. It was all laid out nicely on some lettuce leaves. Sam took it out and set it on the kitchen island.
There was an awkward moment of silence, Sam wanted to speak but didn’t know how to start. Luckily Lucas knew.
“So, how are you holding up?” he looked over at Sam, “Nervous I bet? Don’t worry man.There is no pressure. We’ll just have a cozy time, some drinks and snacks… see what happens. You know.”
“Yeah, sorry. I… we haven’t done this before, you know. I’m just.. well, Georgia is looking hot as hell tonight, eh?” Sam tried… the last part, not sounding casual at all.
“Yeah. She’s really been looking forward to this a lot. She talks to your wife during the days you know and the word is that you're a real stallion in the sack,” Lucas said, giving Sam a sideways look, “So she’s ready to go at a moment's notice. But don’t worry. I’ve told her you’re new to this whole thing and I made sure she knows not to push you.”
Sam felt bewildered. Partly because of the fact that it seemed he could jump Lucas’ wife at any time he pleased and partly because he never realized that Georgia and his mother had even talked that much.. and about such things?!
“Thanks..ehm… just one thing…” Sam started a sentence he hadn’t really thought through,” what about, well.. you know… the neighbours? I mean, if any one sees us.. through the windows, you know?”
Lucas had finished his mixing of drinks and gave Sam a full glass, “Hey, I know what you’re thinking. The stuck up bosses wouldn’t like this sort of immoral thing, eh? Don’t worry, we’ve got it covered.”
He put his hand on Sam’s shoulder and led him through a short hallway and then to their master bedroom to the right, facing the backyard. Sam could hear Yvette and Georgia chatting it up in the living room.
Lucas stood in the middle of the bedroom. A large, curtainless window was facing the backyard. It was getting dark outside.
“In here anyone could see us,” he said and then changed to a sly whispering voice, “The neighbour behind us has cameras up,” he nodded in the direction of the neighbour that lived behind both of their houses.
“I’m pretty sure he reports back to HQ all the time,” Lucas whispered,”...but we’ve solved it like this,” he said and led Sam into a hallway going from the bedroom towards the living room. It was just a short hallway, but had an alcove to the left in which there was a sofa against the wall.
He closed the door behind him and then went up to the other doorway, leading to the living room where the women were talking and closed that door too.
“Check this out,” he said and pulled at the bottom of the sofa.
It easily folded out to a queen sized bed already made with pillows and sheets in a soft pink color.
“In here no one can see…” he winked, looking pleased.
When the fold out bed was out there was just a narrow passage between the doors. The bed took up almost all of the hallway. Lucas pressed the light switch on the wall and the light changed to a dim, warm glow from several LED-stripes along the floorlining, giving the room a sensual glow from below.
Lucas looked pleased, sipped his drink and then ushered Sam back towards the master bedroom, “C’mon, let’s get back to our ladies.”
Sam followed him back through the bedroom, via the short hallway and out into the living room again, where Yvette and Georgia were sitting.
Lucas filled their glasses from the pitcher in his hand and sat down on the sofa beside Yvette. Sam got a little hesitant, the only free seat now was beside Georgia on the opposite couch.
Sam was afraid that this was a bit too obvious of a coupling, but he finally seated himself beside Georgia and no one seemed to make anything of it.
As he sat down, either on purpose or by mistake, Georgia shifted in her seat and slid her hips closer to Sam. He could feel the outside of her thigh against his own.
She laid her hand on his thigh and made a toast. Her piercing eyes locked on his own. Sam felt himself a bit flustered but clinked his glass with hers.
Sam looked helplessly at his mother across the low living room table, but she was now busy getting compliments from Lucas on the other sofa.
He felt a little like he was trapped. Georgia’s soft hand gently caressing his thigh got his heartbeat going and Sam now got nervous.
Luckily the conversations kept going about mundane things - work, gardening, different recipes and some short stories from their school years. Sam worried all the time that he was going to expose himself by saying something that would reveal Yvette to actually be his mother, so he let the others do most of the talking.
Georgia’s hand would sometimes sneak up higher on his thigh and he could feel her pinky finger secretly probing towards his inner thigh.
He was really afraid to become erect here on the sofa. He knew it would show on his pants. His too small underwear wasn’t gonna be able to contain his dick if it grew.
But Georgia’s searching fingers were impossible to ignore. Sam could feel the familiar twitch in his nethers.
Over on the sofa across from them he could see Lucas also clinging close to his mother. He would touch her arm as he spoke to her, sometimes bump his shoulder against hers and such. But Yvette seemed to enjoy it and was just giggling along and looking seductive.
Sam tried to catch her eye every now and then, to gauge what she was thinking, but she kept avoiding his gaze, or Sam just had bad timing.
After a while of this, Georgia leaned in on Sam and whispered in his ear, “Can I show you something?”
Sam felt her firm breasts pressing against his arm and shoulder. Trying to catch his mother’s eyes was useless help and he couldn’t think of anything to answer.
“Uhm.. sure…”
Georgia stood up and took Sam’s hand, “Well be out in the kitchen, looking for some candy,” she said to Lucas and Yvette who barely acknowledged her. They were involved in Luca’s de***********ion of what kind of drinks were the most exotic to ever have been made, or something.
Sam felt more trapped now. Was his mom just gonna let him be whisked away like this? What could he do? It was scary to let Georgia lead him off to what he very well knew would be a come on. But it felt even more scary to make a scene and say, no. He let himself be stood up and hand held.
Georgia led Sam into the little hidden away ‘guestroom’ and once inside she spun around and closed the door behind them. She was now standing facing him, very close. She was taller than his mother but still almost a head shorter than Sam.
Slowly she pressed her body against his. He could feel her firm breasts pressing against him and those hypnotizing nipples, harder than ever.
Her groin was pushing against his pants, she was obviously trying to feel his hard on against her body.
Sam's pulsating boner was now almost painfully erect. Georgia could easily feel it trying to push its way out of his pants. She slowly took hold of the back of Sam’s head and drew his face down to hers.
She was breathing heavily as she pressed her open lips to his. Her tongue forced his mouth open and they shared a long and deep kiss. Georgia’s breathing was now at an alarming rate. She sounded like a wild animal in heat. Sam felt as if he was not in control of this situation now and she was the one in charge.
To make that even more clear she turned their bodies whilst kissing so Sam now stood with his back against the bed.
Georgia abruptly ended their slobbering kiss. Still holding on to the back of his head she fixed her eyes to his and said, “I really need to ride you.”
She only gave him a gentle shove, but with his legs already against the end of the fold out bed, Sam could do nothing else than fall backwards and land heavily on the bed.
Georgia was on him like a lioness who had pinned its prey. She was tearing at his belt and pants and before Sam even had time to either help her or stop her his pants were briskly being pulled down his legs along with his undersized underwear.
As his large, swollen cock bounced up to massive attention. Georgia paused for a moment. It was hard to tell if she was impressed, surprised or shocked. Maybe all three?
Her mouth hung open and her eyes were glued to his long, thick rod.
She quickly got back to the task at hand and pulled his pants and underwear clean off. She stood at the foot end of the bed and with a small hand manipulation she let her sarong fall open. It was still attached over one shoulder and covering her breasts, but like an opening curtain it split apart over her hips, revealing her pussy slit. She was well groomed and only had a thin strip of hair on her mound.
Sam forgot himself and probably looked foolish. His eyes were fixed on the sensuous slit between her legs, in the foreground was his own towering dick.
From this angle his cock looked enormous compared to her little slit. Would she even be able to take him?
An anxious fear suddenly struck Sam. What if he, now that he was finally going to be able to push himself inside of a hot, wet pussy, wouldn’t fit?
He was really well endowed, but the thought now occurred to him. Would Georgia be able to accommodate him? That would really suck, if he couldn’t now get the release he’d so been longing for.
“Wow. You really are a big boy,” Georgina said in a flustered voice.
Maybe she was thinking the same thing. But that was clearly not going to stop her from trying. With another nimble hand movement she undid the rest of her sarong and let it fall to the floor. Before Sam even had the chance to take in the sight of her totally naked, she pounced on him. Quickly crawling up over his legs on all fours she was suddenly on her hands and knees above him.
Sam laid back in surprised shock. He felt like a lamb under a predator. He could feel the tip of his dick against Georgia’s thighs parted above his crotch.
“You alright?” she whispered, looking deep into his soul.
Sam just nodded his head, not feeling very confident. But his cock wanted nothing more than to be embedded in a warm, wet hole. It was as if it was searching for her entrance down there. It was twitching and swinging in all directions but still only brushing and bouncing against Georgia's well shaped thighs.
She scooted herself up a bit higher over him and he felt her fingers clasp his cock.
Excruciatingly slow, she aimed it and he could feel her immense heat connecting with the tip of his pulsating log of flesh.
Hadn’t his mother given him release earlier, Sam was sure he’d have shot his load right then and there.
Ever so slowly she rubbed the tip of his cock deeper and deeper into her slippery folds.
Sam tried to look down to see, but it was a bit too dark and he could only make out how thick and long his boner looked between her legs.
Georgia stopped. He felt that his tip had found her entrance.
He looked up as she began letting her hips descend. Georgina looked as if she had just taken a shot of some drug. Her head was tilted back, mouth wide open and eyes closed in bliss.
Sam felt her sink onto him. It wasn’t easy going, but the woman above him was certainly on a mission. After he felt that his whole tip had finally slipped in behind her straining entry hole, she began breathing heavily.
“Oh… G-o-o-o-d…”, hissed out of her still open mouth.
For a moment she ceased her descent on him and Sam felt a fear that she wasn’t going to manage more.
But she took a few quick breaths that sounded like something you’d hear in a lamaze class and then got a determined look on her face. She gritted her teeth and frowned in some mix of pleasure and discomfort. She pressed herself down some more and Sam felt more and more of him being embedded into her body.
It was a soaring feeling. He’d been dreaming of this for so long now.
Half way down, she had to stop and breathe.
“Are you alright?” Sam ventured, trying to not sound like he was in seventh heaven.
Georgia’s response was only a determined hush and then she raised herself a bit before, again, pressing herself deeper and deeper down on him.
She was clearly having trouble adjusting to his size, but she did the same move a few more times. One inch out, two inches in.
Until he could finally feel her vulcano hot pussy lips touch around the root of his engorgement.
He was in!
For, what seemed like ages, she just sat there, breathing. Her head hung down, her hair as well, covering her face.
He could feel her inner canal slowly pressing and trying to expand around his hardness.
As far as Sam was concerned, she could’ve sat there even longer. It was an overwhelming feeling to have a hot, wet woman impaled on him like this.
He quickly brushed away the wish that it had been Yvette there now. He didn’t want anything to distract him from the flow of pleasure surging through his loins at the moment.
Slowly, but surely Georgia began to ride him. She seemed exhausted already from start and was giving off animalistic grunts as she managed only to push a couple of inches out of herself and then sink down on him again.
Every move sent highly sensual shivers through his whole body. He could hardly feel where his dick ended and Georgia began.
She found a slow, but steady pace. Short, wet thrusts. He could feel her juices seeping over his twitching balls and was happy that he’d managed to not blow his load yet.
Suddenly the silent sound of their humping was disturbed by a giggle and the door from the living room slamming open!
Sam froze, but Georgia kept her rhythm going.
It was Lucas and his mother barging in. Lucas had his arms and hands all over Yvette’s body as they stumbled toward the bed and closed the door.
Yvette’s shirt was already half off and Lucas was tugging hard at her tube dress. The elastic, blue fabric on it tried its best to cling on to her shoulders but had to give in to the neighbours eager persistence.
Yvette’s huge rack was freed, apart from her big, beige bra, still mostly covering up her motherly mounds.
Sam kept one eye on the couple as they fell heavily into the bed beside him and the Georgia straddling him, still keeping her methodic pace perched on his rock hard dick.
Yvette and Lucas’ heavy landing on the bed, made Sam sink down and then bounce up again, giving Georgia a larger thrust than she had anticipated.
She snarled with surprised lust at being pierced so deep and was clawing at Sam’s chest.
Beside them, Lucas had pulled up his mother’s dress and promptly placed himself between her curvaceous thighs.
With one hand he was tugging at Yvette’s bra and the other was down between their legs.
Sam couldn’t see his mother’s face. Her long, roughed up ponytails were covering it. But he heard clearly when Luca’s cock found its mark.
Yvette arched her back and gave off a drawn out and surprisingly deep grunt. She had been longing to get boned as much as Sam had. That much was clear.
Lucas was not as slow to get thumping into Yvette as Georgia had been on Sam. With a hard and decisive tempo he began pounding Yvette so that the bed bounced even more.
This also made Georgia’s movements on Sam bigger and harder. The wet slapping sounds coming from their nethers divulged that his mother was gushing pussy juices already.
“Kiss your wife,” Lucas offered Sam, “I gotta get my hands on these mama’s,” he said as he pushed Yvette’s face to turn to Sam and began tugging hard at the resilient bra hiding her huge tits from him.
His mother’s face was now less than an inch from his own. Yvette’s mouth was open and her eyes closed. Sam’s eyes could only focus on her sweet, succulent lips for the moment. In the background, her blurry body was bouncing wildly under Luca’s onslaught.
With uncharacteristic passion, Sam grabbed one of Yvette’s wild pony tails and planted his mouth on hers. Her tongue immediately shot in to meet his and they twirled around like two berserkers in a lustful fight.
Georgina’s pace had quickened now and her riding motion became longer and faster. She was getting close.
Sam had been taken a bit out of his ecstatic mood when his mother came in, being ravaged by Lucas. But now that their mouths were connected, his mind easily could play him the trick of feeling like it was his mother riding him hard, smashing her soaked pussy down on him at a frantic pace.
This was all he needed to burst in a whirlwind of ecstasy.
His body arched and his hips lifted Georgia up so she almost lost her balance. That last push was seemingly just what she also needed to climax on him also.
Georgia’s body stiffened up in short spasms as she went completely quiet. Not even breathing for a few seconds.
Sam felt his dick being clenched from all sides by her innards as it tried to shoot out his juices as hard as possible!
What came out of her mouth wasn’t words, as her upper body slumped down on top of him.
Sam’s body lost control over his tongue as he came, but his mother’s compensated for that threefold. She was also on her way to the top of mountain peak arousal as she was being skewered by Lucas below.
Sam’s dick was pulsating inside of the almost limp Georgia as his mouth was being ravaged by his mother, when suddenly Lucas made a new plan.
“Ohh.. we’ve been wanting this for a long time,” he said under his breath as he quickly pulled out from Yvette and shifted himself to straddle Sam’s legs. Lining himself up behind the exhausted Georgia.
Yvette’s frenzied tongue relaxed but she kept her mouth pressed to Sam’s. They were both breathing hard into each other.
Sam was too bewildered and dazed to catch on to what was happening until he felt Georgia on top of him tense up and groan in pleasure.
When he felt her still twitching insides get tighter he realized that Lucas was now pushing into her ass from behind.
Luckily Sam had a strong body frame. Because now he had both Georgia and Lucas’ weight on him.
Georgia was now having both of her holes filled and was waking up from her aroused stupor. She was well pressed into place between him and Lucas and was now only along for the ride.
But the more Lucas was pressing into her from behind, the more she came to.
Her hair was a mess and the one eye that could be seen from within it was now laser focused and had a demanding gleam.
She pulled Yvette’s face away from Sam’s.
“Give me something to kiss now! Get your legs up here,” she almost snarled as she coaxed the baffled Yvette upwards on the bed.
Sam was having trouble following the proceedings. The tight, wet tunnel his dick was clutched in was demanding a lot of his attention. He could feel himself getting harder again. Although he had just come, the sensations it was getting put through were demanding another go.
The next thing Sam notices when he opens his eyes again is his mother’s wide bum pressing against his forehead. As he turned his gaze upward he could see the underside of Georgia’s jaw line diving in between Yvette’s legs.
The room was dim enough as it was, now his face is shaded by Georgia eating out his mothers freshly screwed pussy just above his face.
She has Yvette in a hard grip around her thighs, keeping her in place on Sam’s forehead as if it was a bicycle seat.
Above him, Sam can plainly hear the slurping sounds of a tongue trying to cope with an overflow of juices coming at it. His dick revved into next gear and he grabbed hold of Georgia’s hips.
Now and then his fingers brushed against Lucas’ grip on his wife but the smell of his mother’s hot, wet juices just above his face doesn’t let him get distracted.
As he also began to pump Georgia from below there is a moment that he feels a bit sorry for her, being stuck hard in between two thrusting meatpoles. Until he realizes that he was in even more of a vice, with three bodies keeping him locked in place.
It is impossible to describe the crescendo that occurs when Georgia, Lucas and his mother all climax at the same time.
He can feel Georgia again tense up all around his thrusting dick, where there before had been some tight friction, there was none now. It was like sliding back and forth in a water slide.
But mostly he perceived his mother’s steaming juices washing over his face and mouth as she squirted endless amounts of pussy juice onto him and Georgia’s visages.
In a lava hot, slow fog.. everything slowed down.
Now they were just four piles of meat, lying connected and trying to catch their breaths.
Sam could hardly feel where his body began or where it ended in all the wet folds surrounding him.
Only when Georgia was helped off of him by Lucas could he begin to consider his place in this erogenous universe.
Lucas gently laid Georgia down beside him, where Yvette had been hammered into the mattress before and laid himself on top of her.
Yvette wearily slid herself down beside Sam in the overcrowded bed. Her eyes were looking into his with the most warm motherly love he can ever remember seeing in them.
She gingerly palmed his cheeks and kissed him softly. It was a kiss of pure and tender love.
Their eyes keeping themselves locked into each other's.
“It’s good for the relationship to have a nice slow cuddle after,” Lucas whispered as he slowly entered the groggy body of Georgia underneath him.
Her legs were lying wide open to each side and her eyes were closed as she was still recovering.
She let out a faint moan as he pushed in and started sliding in and out of her womanhood very slowly.
Sam and his mother look back at each other. Yvette gave him a silent nod and carefully scooted in under Sam. He shifted his body to lay on top of her, being careful to not put all of his body weight on her. Her tube dress was now only coiled around her belly and her bra was long gone. Her huge, lovely breasts were like two fleshy pillows, to cushion his chest on her.
He could feel his mother spread her legs out from under him and his semi hard dick getting ready for the real thing.
Suddenly aware of Georgia’s trouble to accommodate his size earlier, Sam swiftly placed his manhood in the right place, he could feel his mother’s sweltering and fleshy pussy lips embrace his swollen tip and he gently pressed into between her labia.
It was evident that she has been thoroughly warmed up for this. Sam managed to push three thirds of himself in through Yvette’s widened opening before he stopped and just lay still.
He could sense his mother muffling a strained moan of lust as he entered her, but then they just looked at each other for a long time. The motions of the couple beside them planted themselves through the mattress and into them. Sam can only revel in the feeling of growing harder and larger inside of her from the soft and slow bouncing.
Yvette’s reaction matched his, until he had almost grown his full erection back and she couldn't help but to drop her mouth open and bend her head back into the pillows.
When Sam was fully engorged, he began to slowly push in more to her until he could feel her bulbous pussy mound pressing onto the lowest part of his abdomen with a subtle squishing sound.
Then he began the long and slow strokes out and in. Only half way, never getting out of his mother’s craving cave further than that.