Chapter 3: Motherfucker

Joyce was incredibly impatient to get home, and had in fact driven most of the way there, when Tom called and suggested she stop at their favorite neighborhood pizzeria for takeout. She hated the delay, but agreed food was a good idea. She might be hot and ready to roll into a couple of hours of intense sex, but she was well aware that boys and grown men both needed their tummies fed to keeps the fires burning.

As she paid for and picked up their favorite ‘Everything’ pizza, she could feel cunt honey trickling down her inner thighs. The young an at the service counter grinned at her, almost a leer that made her suspect he could smell her cunt heat.

“Tough day at work?” The whisker-chinned youth ventured as she took the warm pizza box from him.

“Kinda,” the woman replied. “More that, I just can’t fucking wait to get home.”

The unexpected potty mouth from a distinguished looking middle-aged woman in business dress elicited another grin from the kid. His cock got half hard as he watched the curvy mom-he’d-love-to-fuck stride out of the shop--deep, dark red hair with as wave, long legs that kept on going, sexy dark heels, and tits and ass waving with a natural saucy wag under that pinstriped business suit. He wondered who the lucky individual was that her “fucking” had referred to.

Joyce got hotter and hotter as she approached their home. Evan sucking off his dad opened up a new vista in the potential range of their incestuous explorations. She wanted in, and now.

When she stepped through the door into their home, her son and husband were not in sight. She did see Evan’s blue jeans, pale blue NASA tee shirt, white jockey underwear, socks, and black Chuck Taylor sneakers strewn in the living room, as if they’d come off very fast. Next to them, in a neater pile on a side chair, were loosely folded the khaki shorts, black polo shirt, red striped boxer shorts, and brown loafer mocs she knew her husband had been wearing that morning. She had just enough time to set the pizza on the kitchen counter, shed her jacket and kick off her shoes, when she heard Tom’s voice calling from upstairs.

“That you, Babe? Pizza smells awesome. Bring it up here, ok?”

This was new, she thought. The family wasn’t in the habit of eating dinner in the upstairs bedroom. But she shrugged and smiled. Oh well, would only be the first of first-time things tonight, she giggled—or at least she fervently hoped. She grabbed three plates, forks, and napkins, two beers, and an orange soda and balanced them on the pizza box as she climbed upstairs.

She turned the corner into the master bedroom, and there they both were. Tom and her young son Evan, both naked as the day they were born, lounged lazily amidst scattered, rumpled bedding. They both looking complacent, as if they were sitting on top of the world. For the first time, she noticed, her son didn’t even blush at his mom seeing him undressed. He actually looked rather proud of himself, posing in recline, redolent of some ancient smooth-skinned Greek statue. An inscrutable sweet, but also somehow almost smug, smile marked his face. She noticed husband wore the same smile. She could see the strong likeness of son and father as they looked up at her entering the room.

“Hi Mom,” her son said, but he didn’t move from his semi-snuggled position, half entwined with his naked father.

Tom just said a casual “Hey babe, welcome home! How was work? We thought we’d all eat some pizza on the bed together for a change!” Both their dicks were soft, she noted, and Evan had a little dollop of cum on his chin that his father had failed to lick off.

“Hmmm, pizza in bed? Different,” Joyce answered. “But I like it. And work sucked. But you two, I have to say, look fucking sexy as hell there like that, naked as jaybirds, and twice as smug. And I see you’ve been sucking too,” she laughed. “But the fun kind.”

She set the pizza down on the bedside vanity, and the boys moved in quickly to grab slices and dig in. Joyce took the opportunity to step back, and strip down to her bra and panties, folding her work clothing carefully over a chair, while she watched her boys eat. Then she picked up the third plate and a slice of her own, and joined the two of them as they sprawled back on the large California-king-size bed, consuming the pie hungrily. She settled casually on her side at their feet, nibbling her pizza and eyeing the two males as they gobbled their slices in unabashed nakedness.

“So I guess you boys worked up quite an appetite before mommy got home tonight, huh?” Joyce grinned. She noted Evan’s blue eyes hot on her body. She liked it. Things were going swimmingly.

“Yeah, found out your son sucks cock like a champ,” Tom said. Evan glanced at his dad, then at her to make sure his mom was as cool with it as his father seemed to be. When Evan saw her lascivious smile, her blue eyes drilling into his with obvious appreciation, he smiled back at her and nodded, somehow seeming both shy and proud.

“Don’t you two think it’s about time mommy got a slice of that action?” Joyce replied, as she helped a stray slice of pepperoni back between her lips.

Evan looked at his dad, uncertainty in those crystal blue eyes.

Tom chuckled. “Sounds like a mommy needs a fuck. Evan, I think this one’s on you. You tapped Daddy out for the time being, son. So looks like you owe your mom a load or two.”

Evan’s eyes got big, his jaw dropping. He was still eyeing his mother’s seminude body with open lust.

“Look, honey, he’s hard already,” said Joyce. “I think our Evan might actually like that mommy-fucking idea.” Indeed Evan’s cock had risen to full erection. “So is that nice stiff dick for Mommy, sweetheart? It looks pretty wonderful.”

The boy blushed, but made no attempt to hide his erect cock and smooth balls from his parent’s eyes. In fact, he opened his legs just a bit wider knowing both his parents were now looking appreciatively at it. It was clear he’d grown a lot in self-confidence the past week or so of sex with his dad.

“Strip, babe. Show Evan what his mommy’s got in store for him,” Tom encouraged. His hand drifted between their son’s legs and fondled the boy’s erection openly, a casually intimate gesture that gave Joyce a shiver of lust.

“God that’s so sexy, you cocksuckers,” Joyce commented, her eyes hot on her husband’s hand and the boy’s obvious comfort with his Dad’s touch there.

Evan’s seemed surprised that their mom used that c-word, which at school was something boys taunted other boys with mercilessly. But the way her mom said it, it seemed like she owned it. Even more, the way she said it made him feel like he and his dad owned it, and loved it. It was dirty, but awesome. The boy’s eyes grew intent and wide again as his mother’s voluptuous breasts, then her neatly trimmed cunt, came into view. He watched her discard her last garments, bra and panties, to the bedroom floor without ceremony.

“I want some of this precious dick, baby boy” she crooned as climbed back onto the bed and crawled toward him.”Let mommy try, please?”

Joyce didn’t wait for her son’s answer. Already between his creamy, splayed legs, she took Evan’s stiff, slightly pink cock between her supple, ruby lips, and sucked it deep into her mouth. Her eyes narrowed to narrow slits and she savored the boy dick. Her husband’s hand openly fed her their son’s dick, then he ran his fingers through her lush, dark red locks, gently urging her to suck the boy deep. After several bobs of her head, with Evan audibly taking in his breath, she took her chance to lick her boy’s preciously smooth, silkyball sac. Like a bitch cleaning her puppy, she inhaled, lapped and savored the musk of arousal from her son’s sweaty crotch around the base of his cock.

Her deep blue eyes were on her son’s face as the youngster registered surprise swiftly transforming to a mask of sheer energetic lust. “Ohhhh Mom!” He sighed, his lower body naturally arching upward to meet her mouth.

“Good, baby?” She asked, her lips coddling her son’s barely adolescent balls, her righthand stroking his spit-wet shaft. Her eyes locked on his as they fluttered open and closed in delight and forbidden pleasure.

Evan nodded. “It’s wayyy good, Mommy.”

Joyce growled playfully at that. She dove deeper to drive her tongue between her son’s ass cheeks. She knew well by now that Tom had hooked their boy on the delights of rimming, and she’d been dying for the chance to impress Evan with her own prowess in ass eating. Grinning, she woofed, then sniffed between his cheeks, then lapped and suckled down there. Evan’s compact little ass lifted eagerly to her face, and his slim hips bucked when her tongue dug deep between the soft cheeks and prodded into his tight, puckered ass ring. Tom helpfully eased the boy’s legs wider to give his hungry wife better access.

“That’s a girl, Joyce. Eat that boy ass, bitch. You know he’ll want to fuck you after you do it.”

His words made Joyce growl again into Evan’s crotch She stayed low to tonguefuck his asshole. After a few deeper tongue thrusts, she lifted on hands and knees and crawled over the top of the boy, openly panting with sexual need. “Oh my god, fuck me, Evan. Fuck your mommy hard, please, now! Show him Tom, help him do it.”

Tom gave his now stiffening daddy dick two more strokes, then moved closer, grabbed his son’s stiff cocklet, and guided it to Joyce’s dripping cunt slit. The mother’s hips rocked slightly as she straddled her son and jockeyed for good penetration. With a deep moan she settled her cunt deeply on Evan’s cock, and bent her head low to lap the now drying cum from his chin. She kissed the boy deep and hard, lips wide around his.

Joyce began to work her hips, milking her son’s 4-inch erection with her tightly clutching mother cunt. She moaned and writhed, dragging her swollen, now massively erect and pointed nipples over her sons upper chest, eventually settling the left tit between his lips. He suckled her gladly, like he was still her baby, and she grasped his head with one hand and fed him more deeply even as she ground her cunt to his sex, taking him in incestuous copulation.

“Good boy, Evan. Fuck Mommy, suck that tit. Cum in mommy baby, i need it sooo bad. Show mommy you love me, baby boy,” cooed Joyce as the two coupled as lovers. Evan’s mouth was too full of teat to reply. But Tom could tell by a now familiar squirm in Evan’s thrusts that their son was very close to cumming.

“Get ready, Joyce, I think he’s going to cream you any second now.” Tom’s words triggered a clutching climax in the woman. Joyce’s now quivering, milking wet strokes on her son’s dick quickly set off Evan’s own intense orgasm.

“Mommy! Cumming! Oh wow! Shit. Get it all Mom!” His words tapered off to a croaking groan, and he bucked sharply under her. To Joyce’s surprise, her son’s upthrusts physically lifted her knees from the bed as he humped hard and shot his load inside her. For a minute both mother and son lost themselves in a shattering mutual orgasm, panting hard into each other’s faces and trading guttural whimpers of lust.

As the spasms of pleasure subsided to a gentle tide, Joyce rolled off of their son, collapsing on the bed next to him. Her legs spread wide, a trickle of fresh, creamy white boy cum seeped from her now slightly open, slippery cunt. While Evan was catching his breath, Tom dove in, lapping all that his wife’s fucked cunt offered him.

Tom looked sidelong at Evan, while his fingers pinned Joyce’s cunt lips apart. The liquid, coral pink insides and creamy pearls of boy cum there were plain to see. Evan glanced at his dad for affirmation, and with Tom’s nod, the boy began licking his mother’s hole, cleaning it of his own cum and hers. Her pubic hair, just a slight vee at the top of her slit, tickled his nose as he ate her out, and he loved it. His mother’s pubes were softer, silkier than his dad’s wiry pubes. Licking pussy for the first time in his life, he savored the novel, musky sweetness of female arousal, so different from his father’s.

As he cleaned his mother’s cunt, Evan felt hot breath on his dick, then a mouth there. His father was laving the fuck juice from his Evan’s cock and balls.

After some minutes, mom, dad, and son sat up. All three faces were slick with cunt honey and cock cream. All were satisfied for the moment, and still breathing a bit hard. No one said a word, but they smiled knowingly at each other and then merged into a close, naked three-way hug, haring the joy of a newfound clarity and closeness that had been previously forbidden to them. The hug continued for a couple of minutes.

It was Tom who broke the moment. “Another slice of pizza?” he suggested. They laughed and took him up on it, shoveling a second round of slices onto their plates and still with silly grins for each other as they enjoyed that other forbidden pleasure of eating pizza in bed.

After 20 minutes of food, drink, and small talk to catch up on their day, Joyce asked Tom and her son to tell her about Evan sucking his cock. Tom gladly shared the details, and this time Evan did blush, listening to the words his Dad used to expound appreciatively on his son’s natural cocksucking skills.

“You blush, baby boy, but look at your dick--it’s hard as a spike again,” Joyce commented with an approbative chuckle. “I love you, Evan.” Tom laughed, a strong note of pride fatherly pride clear in his voice. As he openly admired his son’s erection.

“So can I fuck you again mom?” Evan asked. His bold request surprised Joyce. Her son was overcoming his shyness, it seemed. He seemed a bit more confident with every moment the three of them spent time together in his parent’s bed.

Joyce smiled and gave a low, lewd chuckle. “Yeahhh,? She growled. “Like a dog, sweetheart. Fuck Mommy like dogs do it.” She got to all fours on the bed and wagged the globes of her ample ass at her son, tits swaying captivatingly. Evan could see the inviting folds of his mother’s cunt showing between her parted thighs. Tom grinned and playfully slapped a cheek of his wife’s ass.

“Up and at `em kiddo. What Mommy wants, Mommy gets.” Tom guided Evan into the superior male dog mount position, and helped the boy lodge his small stiff dick in his mother’s steamy cunt. Tom found that he hardly needed to assist, as Joyce’s cunt seemed to seek out her son’s cock up like a hungry lioness snapping up a leg of lamb. “Nice job, Evan,” Tom complimented his son. “Now you’re in, ride her hard, she loves it that way. Bark like a dog, Joyce. Show your baby how much you love being his fucking bitch mom.”