Mike and Ted Seducing Ted's Mom
Copyright© 2025 by Chris nevermind
Chapter 3
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Friends since grade school now in high school might confesses his feelings for kids mom dad at first was indifferent and then he's seeing that it really could work so he agrees to help them
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma Fa mt Teenagers Consensual Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Anal Sex
Tom was taken aback by the kiss, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he found himself kissing Mike back, feeling a surge of desire that he hadn’t felt in years. It was all too fucked up, but at the same time, it felt so right.
As Mike pulled away from the kiss, Tom looked over at his wife and son. They were still making out on the bed, lost in their own little world of passion and lust. And in that moment, Tom knew that everything was about to change.
He looked back at Mike, seeing the hunger in his eyes. And then, without another thought, he reached out and grabbed Mike’s hand, leading him back over to the bed.
Mike didn’t hesitate; he knew what Tom wanted. And as he positioned himself behind Tom, he couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen next.
Tom felt Mike’s hands on his body, groping and squeezing him* in all the right places. He felt Mike’s hard cock pressing against his ass, and he knew that things were about to get even more intense.
Without warning, Mike pushed Tom down onto the bed, taking him from behind. Tom cried out in surprise and pleasure as Mike’s cock slid into his ass, filling him up in a way that he had never experienced before. He felt Mike’s balls slapping against him as he started to fuck him roughly, his hands gripping Tom’s hips tightly.
As Mike fucked him from behind, Tom looked over and saw his wife and son watching them. They had stopped making out, and now they were just staring at Tom and Mike with looks of shock and arousal on their faces. And then, as if on cue, Ted crawled over to his father and started kissing him deeply, just like he had been kissing his mother moments before. Tom was taken aback by this, but he found himself kissing Ted back, feeling a twisted sense of desire that he had never felt before. It was all too fucked up, but at the same time, it felt so good.
As Mike continued to fuck Tom from behind, he could feel his wife’s hands on his cock, stroking him gently. He looked down and saw that she was between his legs, sucking his cock while Ted kissed him deeply. It was too much sensation, too much pleasure, and Tom knew that he wasn’t going to last much longer.
With a few more thrusts from Mike, Tom came hard, shooting his load into his wife’s mouth as she sucked him dry. Mike kept fucking him, his cock pistoning in and out of Tom’s ass as he chased his own orgasm. And then, with a loud groan, he came too, filling Tom’s ass with his hot cum.
As they all came down from their orgasms, Tom looked around at his family. They were all naked and covered in sweat and cum, and they had never looked hotter to him. He knew that things would never be the same again, that they had crossed a line that they could never uncross. But as weird and fucked up as it was, he wouldn’t have had it any other way.
As they all lay there together, basking in the afterglow of their intense sexual encounter, Tom knew that this was just the beginning. They still had so much to explore, so much to experience together. And he couldn’t wait to see how far they would all go. End of story.
And so the Smiths continued their taboo lifestyle, crossing lines and pushing boundaries in ways they never thought possible. They had become a true fucked-up family, bound together by their shared desires and their willingness to explore the darkest depths of their sexuality.
Mrs. Smith had fully embraced her role as the center of attention, enjoying the feeling of being wanted and desired by all the men in her life. She loved the way they looked at her, the way they touched her, and the way they fucked her. And she loved the way they interacted with each other, the raw masculinity and aggression that they displayed when they were competing for her attention.
Ted and Mike had become inseparable, their friendship evolving into something much more intimate and sexual. They loved to compete for Mrs. Smith’s attention, but they also loved to share her, taking turns fucking her and using her body for their own pleasure. And they loved to involve Tom in their games, using him as a pawn in their twisted sexual escapades.
Tom had fully embraced his new role as a cuckold and a bottom, loving the feeling of being used and degraded by his wife and her lovers. He loved the way they treated him, the way they fucked him and made him watch as they fucked his wife. And he loved the feeling of being filled with their cum, knowing that he was nothing more than a receptacle for their seed.
As time went on, they only grew closer, their bond strengthening as they continued to explore the depths.
“Good boy,” he says, watching too because he watched Tom in the kitchen, and Ted called his dad over. He said, “Come to me with hands and knees,” as he pulled his shorts down and his underwear. He pushed us to the edge of the couch until it was time to come over. And the kids’ assholes tumble clean. Be turned on, baby heat. And the command itself, as he’s getting closer to Thomas. He absolutely smelled the other woman; the musk and all-day sweating permeated to his nostrils.
“Come here, boy,” he said, and Tom walked over and kneeled before his son. Ted’s cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum leaking from the tip. Tom looked up at his son, a look of lust and submission in his eyes.
“Suck it, Dad,” Ted commanded, his hand gripping Tom’s hair tightly. Tom didn’t hesitate; he leaned forward and took Ted’s cock into his mouth. He sucked and licked, savoring the taste of his son’s cum.
“Good boy,” Ted moaned, thrusting his hips forward. Tom gagged slightly, but he didn’t stop. He bobbed his head up.
and down, taking Ted’s cock as deep as he could. He could taste the cum and pre-cum, mixed with the sweat and musk of Ted’s body. It was a potent combination, and Tom felt himself getting harder as he sucked his son’s cock.
“Eat my asshole, Dad,” Ted growled, pushing Tom’s head back. Tom obeyed, licking and sucking at Ted’s tight hole. He probed inside with his tongue, feeling the warmth and tightness of his son’s ass. Ted moaned and thrust his hips, fucking his dad’s face with abandon.
“Fuck yeah,” Ted cried out, his hands gripping his dad’s hair tightly. “That’s it, eat my ass like a good boy.” Tom continued to lick and suck, lost in the sensations of his son’s body. He could feel Ted’s cock throbbing against his cheek, and he knew his son was close.
With a loud moan, Ted came, shooting his load all over Tom’s face. Tom licked and sucked, cleaning up every last drop of his son’s cum. He looked up at Ted, his face covered in cum and saliva. “Good boy, Dad,” Ted said, a look of pride on
After all that, he told his dad to come here and kiss him and smell all his funk and my musk all over his dad’s face and breath.
Mike watched with a hungry look in his eye. “My turn,” he growled, pushing Ted aside. Tom looked up at Mike, his face still covered in his son’s cum. “Come here, boy,” Mike said, his voice husky with desire.
Tom crawled over to Mike and kneeled before him. Mike’s cock was hard and ready, and Tom couldn’t wait to taste it. He leaned forward and took Mike’s cock into his mouth, sucking and licking with gusto. Mike moaned and thrust his hips forward, fucking Tom’s mouth with abandon. Tom could taste the pre-cum and sweat on Mike’s cock, and he reveled in the musky flavor. He bobbed his head up and down, taking Mike’s cock as deep as he could.
“Fuck yeah,” Mike moaned, his hands gripping Tom’s hair. “That’s it, suck my cock like a good little whore.” Tom gagged slightly, but he kept going, determined to please Mike. He could feel Mike’s cock throbbing in his mouth, and he knew he was close. With a loud grunt, Mike came, shooting his load down Tom’s throat. Tom swallowed every last drop, savoring the bitter taste of Mike’s cum.
Mike pulled away, a look of satisfaction on his face. “Good boy,” he said, patting Tom on the head. Tom looked up at him, his mouth open and cum still dripping from his lips. “Who’s next?” he asked, a look of eagerness in his eyes. Mrs. Smith smiled, a wicked glint in her eye. “Why don’t you eat my pussy, dear?” she purred, spreading her legs wide.
Tom didn’t hesitate; he crawled over to Mrs. Smith and buried his face between her thighs. He licked and sucked her clit, savoring the sweet taste of her juices. Mrs. Smith moaned and arched her back, her hands gripping Tom’s hair tightly.
“That’s it, baby,” she moaned. “Eat my pussy like a good boy.”
Tom continued to lick and suck, his tongue probing deep inside her. He could feel Mrs. Smith’s thighs trembling, and he knew she was close. With a few more well-placed flicks of his tongue, Mrs. Smith came, her juices flooding Tom’s mouth. He lapped it up eagerly, loving the taste of her sweet pussy.
As Tom pulled away, Mrs. Smith looked at him with a satisfied smile. “Good boy,” she said, patting him on the head. Tom beamed with pride, happy that he had pleased his wife.
Mike and Ted watched, their cocks hard and throbbing. “Our turn,” Mike growled, pushing Tom aside. Tom watched as Mike and Ted took turns fucking his wife, their cocks filling her up and making her moan with pleasure.
As they fucked her, Tom couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and arousal. He loved watching his wife get railed by his son and his best friend, and he loved the feeling of being a part of it all. He may have started as a cuckold, but now he was a willing participant, a slave to the desires of his wife and her lovers. Creampies and all the tests for cum he developed
As the night wore on, the four of them continued to fuck and suck, lost in a world of pleasure and debauchery. They knew that what they were doing was wrong, but they didn’t care. They were too busy enjoying the ride, too busy indulging in the forbidden fruits of their twisted desires.
In the end, they all collapsed in a heap, exhausted and spent. But as they lay there, tangled in a mess of sheets and limbs, they knew that this was only the beginning. They had crossed a line, and there was no going back. But they wouldn’t have had it any other
And so the cycle continued, with the Smith family engaging in their taboo lifestyle, bound together by lust, desire, and a willingness to push the boundaries of what was considered “normal.”
They became a tight-knit group, united in their quest for sexual gratification and their desire to explore the deepest, darkest depths of their desires. They were a fucked-up family, and they wouldn’t have had it
So, if you ever find yourself in a similar situation, just remember: it’s okay to embrace your inner taboo desires. Life’s too short to live by society’s rules, and sometimes, the most fucked-up situations can lead to the most intense and pleasurable experiences.
And who knows? You might just find yourself becoming a part of a fucked-up family of your own. End of story.
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon when the Smith family found themselves all at home together. Mrs. Smith was lounging on the couch, wearing a tight, revealing dress that showed off her curves. Tom, her husband, was sitting next to her, while their son Ted and his friend Mike were sitting on the loveseat across from them.
The TV was on, but no one was really watching it. The tension in the room was palpable, and Mrs. Smith could feel the eyes of the three men on her. She shifted slightly, feeling her dress ride up her thighs, and she knew that they were all looking at her exposed skin.
It had been a while since they had all been together like this, and Mrs. Smith knew that the sexual tension in the room was building. She could see the bulges in the pants of her husband and son, and she knew that Mike was just as turned on.