Chris, our well endowed hero, goes home from college for the weekend. He's not too happy when he's coerced into meeting his mom's boyfriend. But Chris cheers up when he gets to "meet" the boyfriend's daughters and ex-wife.
Chris checked the mileage sign alongside the interstate. He was twenty miles from home and running right on time. Assuming that his mother, Heather, wouldn't be late, he should arrive home at about the same time she got there from work. Chris had been at college for several weeks and this was his first trip home since the school year had begun.
He reached down and adjusted his oversized cock into a more comfortable position. Every time he thought about his mom his cock would surge with hot blood. "Take it easy, boy," he said to his dick, "we'll be there in a few minutes. "
Thirty minutes later, Chris grinned as he pulled his Jeep into the driveway. His mother's car was there; she was already home. He hoped that she wasn't cooking, cleaning, on the phone or something, because he was horny as hell. Oh, he'd been getting plenty of sex all right. His fellow student, the beautiful, blonde Cameron, had seen to that. But it had been almost two whole days since Chris had nailed Cameron's tight pussy or since he'd relieved his sexual tensions in the shower.
Chris grabbed his bag from the back of the Jeep and headed for the front door. He entered the house and as he closed the door, his mother swept into the room. "Holy cow," said Chris reverently. His mother was dressed in a sheer, lacy, cream colored gown. Her dark hair flowed over her shoulders and generous breasts. The fleshy orbs threatened to overwhelm the gown's shirred cups and spaghetti straps. One shapely leg was exposed by a side slit in the gown that ran all the way to her waist. The tiniest of string panties covered her shaved pussy. Heather was only in her mid-thirties. Chris had been born when Heather was sixteen, and she could still be described as stunning and gorgeous.
"Oh, do you like this?" she asked innocently as she ran a fingernail down the exposed skin of one luscious breast and across its barely concealed nipple.
In answer, Chris dropped his bag, crossed over to his mother and put his hands on her waist. "You look fantastic, as usual," he said. He kissed her lightly on the lips, and then drew her closer into his arms. He pressed his lips solidly to hers and slipped his tongue in her mouth.
Heather responded by twining her slim arms about his neck and kissing him back just as hard. Her breasts pillowed on his chest. They kissed hungrily until they were both breathless. Chris stepped back and tore at his clothing without taking his eyes off his mother's enticing figure. Heather smoothly removed her gown and panties as she watched her son's body reveal itself. Chris was tall, good looking and athletic. He was always playing one sport or another and he had the physique to prove it. His broad shoulders and well muscled torso led down to a narrow waist and then onto sculpted thighs and calves.
But it was hard to appreciate his big muscles and practically zero body-fat when Chris' huge cock was in view. It jutted from his groin in an obscene display of masculine power. He moved to his mother and, supporting her back in his arm, he bent her over and kissed her mouth hard. Sliding his free hand across her stomach, Chris dipped his finger into her pussy. She was already wet and more than prepared for his cock, but he was willing to delay his pleasure for a bit. He withdrew his finger and used it to massage the stiff little lump that was her clit. Heather moaned as her hands grasped at the hard muscles of his back, chest and arms. Her fingernails raked at his skin as she shuddered in orgasm.
Heather was still quaking with her cum when Chris grasped her firm buttocks in both hands and lifted her into the air. "Chris!" she shrieked in surprise as she scrabbled at his shoulders in fear of falling. She pulled herself forward and buried his face in her tits. With her legs spread around his hips, Chris eased his mother onto his cock.
Heather was hardly a small woman, but Chris held her aloft and pounded her cunt as if she were an inflatable doll. "Yeah, fuck me, baby," she said as she maneuvered to stuff a nipple into his mouth.
Chris' body was beginning to glisten with sweat when his overheated cock erupted up into his mother's clasping pussy. The hot blast of cum triggered another orgasm in Heather as mother and son clung to one another.
Chris heaved his mother off his still hard cock and swept her up in his arms. He carried her into the bathroom and put her on her feet on the tiled floor of the shower. His prodigious cum output was oozing down their legs.
"Well I won a little bet that I made with myself," Heather said as she turned on the water.
"What's that?" asked Chris.
"I bet that we wouldn't make it out of the living room before you had your way with me. I'm just glad that you got the door closed first," she said laughing.
"You shouldn't be wearing lingerie in the middle of the afternoon if you don't want your sex starved boy to act that way," he said.
"Oh, I got the reaction I wanted," she said as she took a generous amount of liquid soap and lathered up Chris' still rampant cock. "But what do you mean, sex starved? I bet you've been nailing coeds left and right." She emphasized her words by clamping her hands hard around his massive meat.
"Maybe one or two," said Chris. He took advantage of his mom's hands by swinging his hips so that she was rubbing his sensitive cock head. Heather bent over a bit and trapped Chris' dick between her firm tits. He loved the soapy silken feel of her skin on his cock-head. He had to be careful about his stroke; he didn't want to bang his dick against his mom's chin. The sap grew hotter in his groin, but instead of accelerating the motion of his hips into another gushing cum, Chris grew still so that his cock-head was engulfed by his mom's luscious breasts. "Jiggle your tits, Mom," he urged her.
Heather laughed. "We haven't done that in a while," she said, looking up into his eyes. She placed her hands on either side of her generous tits and began to work them in opposite directions. She alternated jiggling with grinding and short, soft stroking. She watched as Chris closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. She loved putting her son through this sexual agony.
To Chris, it felt as if his dick were being pressurized with hot cum. The tingle at the tip of his cock grew and faded depending on his mother's whim. But the teasing couldn't go on forever. Soon, his cock exploded in a fountain of cum. The stuff shot in spurts from Heather's cleavage. She laughed and giggled as the creamy stuff sprayed her face and neck.
They truly showered clean at that point. After drying one another off with fluffy towels, Chris and Heather went to the kitchen. Chris snacked on a sandwich and a glass of milk as she sipped on a diet cola. "So how's it going with Dr. Don," asked Chris around a mouth full of turkey and bread. She had been dating a medical doctor named Donald Czelosonkowski. Chris was a little jealous, but he knew that he couldn't expect his mother to put her personal life on hold for him for ever.
"Don and I are doing just find, thank you," said Heather. "In fact it's time for you to meet him and his family. He wants us to come to his home for the weekend."
Chris rolled his eyes and stuffed the last of his sandwich into his mouth.
"Oh come on, honey. Both of his daughters will be there. Faith's a sexy little thing, but I haven't met the older girl yet," she said. "Who knows, it might be a chance for you to actually woo a girl instead of jumping right into bed with her."
Chris washed down his turkey with a large gulp of milk. Leaning back in his chair, he belched loudly. He grinned at his mother's look of disgust and said, "Well, I might be persuaded, as long as you guarantee that the good doctor has a couple of babes for daughters."
Heather arose and dropped the towel that she had been wearing since their escapade in the shower. Chris hadn't even bothered to cover up. As Heather approached, his cock reared up from between his legs, fresh and eager as ever. She straddled her son's thighs and eased the bulbous head of his cock between her pussy lips. "The younger daughter is very cute, and I'm sure that the older one is as well," said Heather. "And let me give you a tip. It's bad form to talk about other women when you've got your big cock sunk into a hot pussy."
"Yes ma'am," said Chris with a grin as he shoved long inches of hard meat into his mom.
They left for Dr. Don's house the next morning after a light breakfast. He lived outside of town in a rural area. They took Heather's Lexus and set out on the four-lane out of town. Soon, they were on a wide two-lane road through the suburbs, and then after driving miles on a narrow country road Chris turned onto the doctor's drive. He and Heather went up Don's driveway, which ran beside a small stream for nearly a half mile, until the pavement widened into a parking area. "He must own a lot of property," said Chris, maneuvering the Lexus into a parking spot.
"Several hundred acres," said Heather. "It's been in his family for years."
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