Chapter 11: Mind-Controlled Son’s Mommy Honeymoon

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!

I carried my pregnant bride into the honeymoon suite, eager for the wedding night. Donna, Mom, and I had made love many times, and yet this was a special night. This was the official start of our new life together. This giddy excitement swept through me.

I was so ready to celebrate with Donna and Mom.

Of course, my mother was here on my wedding night. Donna and I both wanted it. I couldn’t marry a girl who wouldn’t let my mom be a part of this night. Of course, Donna wouldn’t marry a guy who didn’t want his mother here, too. That was just how great my sexy wife was.

I kissed her as we crossed the threshold, my lips on hers. She groaned, wearing her wedding dress. It rustled as our tongues danced together. Her lips tasted so sweet. Just a hint of her mother’s pussy lingering on them. My heart beat for such joy.

“Mmm, you two are so cute together,” Mom said, closing the door behind her. “Just so delicious. I love it. Ooh, I am going to cry again. This is just ... You’re married, Jason. You’re growing up.”

Donna broke the kiss. “He is, Mom. He’s grown up into such a handsome stud. He’s knocked us both up. That’s how much of a man my man is.”

I smiled despite how corny her sentence was. “And you’re such a hottie, Donna. You know that. Goddamn, you’re pregnant and looking so sexy.”

Mom hugged me from behind. “Of course she’s sexy when she’s pregnant. She’s proof that you’re a virile man. You bred your naughty bride and the entire world knows it.”

Donna gave a wicked giggle. “And your bride’s bred pussy is eager for more. I’m so wet.”

“We have to do something about that, don’t we, Jason?” Mom purred.

The desire to please my mother had never faded since I put on the belt. The compulsion was still there. Still on me to make her happy. “Yes, we do, Mama. We have to make her cum.”

Donna squealed in delight. “Ooh, that sounds perfect.”

I set her down with care on her feet. She smiled, her low-cut, white wedding dress falling over the curve of her stomach. Six months pregnant, looking so radiant standing there. I wanted to just rip the dress off her and ravish her, but...

Both she and Mama wouldn’t be happy if I tore the wedding dress. Mom moved out from behind me. She turned her back to me, the zipper ready and waiting. I unzipped her first, pulling it down while my bride swayed in place, her hands rubbing over her pregnant belly.

My mom’s naked back appeared, more and more of her flesh exposed. It was exciting to reveal more and more down to the swell of her plump rump. She threw a seductive smile over her lips. I loved er so much. I was hers, and she was mine. The belt buckle had done that to us. Donna was just lucky to share that with us. If my mother told me to, I would have to break up with my bride despite how much I loved her.

I was my mama’s good boy thanks to that belt.

Luckily, Mom loved Donna and wanted us to be together.

The dress fell off my mother. It slid down her body and fell in a pile around her feet. She had such a gorgeous ass. This curving rump just begged me to fall to my knees and pleasure it. To rim her asshole and finger her cunt at the same time. But I didn’t do that because she was already turning around. Her big tits came into view, heavy with her breast milk. Her brown bush dripped with her juices. She was absolutely naked beneath the dress.

“God, you’re so fucking hot, Mom,” Donna said. “And from the way my man is drooling, he would say it, too, but he’s been driven speechless by his sexy mama’s body.”

“I know,” Mom said with a theatrical sigh. “I have this effect on him. He’s such a good boy. Makes me feel so young and sexy.”

“You are a mature and sexy mom,” I said. “Goddamn, you’re just gorgeous, Mom.”

“Mmm, thank you.” she winked. “But we’re here to do naughty things to your bride. So let’s get you out of that tux.”

“Got to go,” Donna agreed. “As dashing as you look in it, if I want to lick your chest or rub my cunt against your thigh, it’s in the way.” Something wicked gleamed in her green eyes. Her red hair swayed around her cute face. She was sixteen, like me. Just a gorgeous woman.

They attacked me. Before I knew it, my jacket was coming off, my cummerbund was flying through the air, and my bow tie whisked off. They undid the buttons, untucking my shirt, and unfastening my pants. It was all such a rush.

My shoes came off along with my pants, Mom kneeling before me to help pull them off. Donna removed my shirt, ducked her head down, and licked my hairy chest right to my nipple. She nibbled on it, which felt weird. It tingled, a bit. She smacked her lips in delight.

“Go for the boxers, Mom!” purred Donna. “Let’s get my hubby’s dick out!”

“Ooh, yes,” Mom cooed. She hooked her fingers in my boxers and yanked them down.

My cock sprang out into my mother’s face. Mom and my bride both oohed their delight like they had never seen my dick before. Donna even collapsed her hands, her wedding dress swaying around her body, her red hair bouncing.

“Such a big dick my good boy has,” Mom praised. She rubbed her cheek against the tip. Pleasure shot down my cock. I loved the feel. My heart pounded with such excitement. “Now let’s get your bride naked so we can have our way with her.”

“Oh, my,” gasped Donna in a mock fright. “What sort of deviant family have I married into? You wouldn’t ravish pregnant, little me, would you?”

“Yes, we would,” I said as Mom rose, her big boobs swaying in such a distracting manner. “I’m afraid we’re going to strip you naked, lick all over your body, then make you cum and cum and cum.”

“How horrible,” she said with a huge smile on her lips. She giggled and backed to the bed. “And I’m trapped. Nowhere to go to escape such fiends!”

Mom and I advanced. We reached my bride and attacked. Gently. A gentle, stripping attack commenced. We turned my pregnant bride around and found the zipper on her dress. We drew it down with care, not wanting to rip the fabric. The silk rustled as Donna turned back around, slipping her arms out of the sleeves.

Her large breasts spilled out. They were bigger than when we first met, her pregnancy giving her tits to rival my mother’s in size. They were gorgeous. Her nipples fatter and now a dusky-pink, darker than they had been when we started dating a year ago.

We drew the fabric over the pregnant swell of her belly. It fell to the floor, revealing that she wasn’t wearing panties, either. Just white, thigh-high stockings that looked so sexy on her. The curve of her belly was so delicious to witness. It ended at her shaved pussy dripping with her juices.

“Oh, no, now I’m naked and helpless,” she groaned.

Mom and I went for my wife’s tits.

Donna gasped as Mom and I latched on. My lips slid over Donna’s fat, right nipple while Mom had the left. I suckled, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a delight to enjoy. I suckled with hunger on her. I nursed. She groaned, her head shaking from side to side. Her nipples felt wonderful in my mouth.

Mom moaned beside me as she suckled on the other nub. Donna moaned. My hand rubbed over her pregnant belly, loving the fertile swell. It made me hard knowing that she carried our son. That I would be a father once more.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she moaned. “You are winning me over onto your depraved and lusty ways by making my pussy so wet.”

I winked at my bride and suckled hard on her nipple. My hand slid down her belly, following it to the wet folds of her pussy.

“Oh, now you’re doing something so wicked as touching my cunt,” she gasped. “Oh, you wicked husband rubbing at my young and hot flesh. Ooh, yes!”

I stroked her juicy slit, sliding up and down her petals. Her cream coated my fingers. I loved the feel as I stroked her. My fingers nudged her clit. She gasped, her boobs jiggling. I suckled on her nipple all the while, nursing on her as I played with her twat.

My dick throbbed as I thrust a pair of fingers into her cunt. She gasped, her cunt clenching down on my digits. Her passion echoed through our hotel room. Her fingers slid through my hair. I loved how she quivered here.

“That’s so good,” she groaned as I nibbled on her. “Ooh, you’re just teasing me now. Ooh, that’s so naughty. You’re going to make me explode. Yes, yes, that’s so hot.”

Mom popped her mouth off my nipple. “Mmm, I bet your pregnant pussy tastes delicious.”

“You want to lick my cunt,” Donna gasped in shock. “What a wicked mother you are.”

“I want to share your hot, pregnant cunt with my good boy! We’re going to lick and lap and make you cum, you naughty girl.”

“God, I love your mother, Jason. I’m glad that I married you both.”

I popped my mouth off the nipple. “Don’t tell the preacher or my dad that.”

“Mmm, that we married your mother?” Donna cooed. “That she’s your mama-wife now.”

“Yep.” I glanced at Mom. “You’re my mama-wife.”

She smiled and kissed me. It was true. While the ceremony had only married Donna and me, Mom had been such a vital component of it. She felt a part of our marriage. Thanks to the belt, Mom and Dad were strictly platonic. My mama was already like my wife.

My dick was so hot. I kissed her with passion while Donna sank on the king-sized bed. She spread her legs wide, her pregnant belly sliding down to that plump, shaved vulva dripping in those delicious juices. The spicy passion of my wife beckoned.

I broke the kiss with Mom and nodded to my bride. Mom grinned back. Together, we crawled onto the bed. My dick throbbed with the aching need to lick and lap and feast on her. It would be such an incredible delight. I couldn’t wait to feast on my mother. To devour her with hunger. My heart pounded with this wild beat.

The bed dimpled as we crawled onto it. My dick throbbed as Mom and I leaned down and pressed our faces into Donna’s pregnant pussy. We kissed my wife’s cunt, my cheek rubbing into my mother’s. The spicy passion of my bride soaked my taste buds.

Mom and I licked her.

“Yes!” Donna moaned, her back arching. “Ooh, that’s so good. Yes, yes, you two are going to spoil me tonight. Mmm, yes, yes, just lick me!”

Mom and I did. We licked her. We lapped at her. Our tongues caressed up and down her slit, mine brushing Mom’s as we stroked Donna’s hot and spicy twat. Her pregnant belly quivered before my eyes as we loved her twat. I loved the thrill of sharing this pussy with my mother.

Mom and I lapped everywhere, brushing Donna’s clit and thrusting into her folds. It was so hot sinking my tongue into my wife’s pregnant pussy while my mom’s tongue joined me. Both of us in my wife together.

“Oh, fuck, you two are amazing,” my bride groaned. “Ooh, don’t stop doing that. It’s amazing. Yes, yes, I love that. I love that a lot. Damn, that’s blowing my mind.”

Her pregnant belly quivered as Mom and I devoured her. We licked up and down her pussy, brushing her clit. I fluttered my tongue against her bud. I latched onto her. She arched her back, thrusting her bred belly into the air.

“Mmm, you are going to cum all over our faces,” Mom purred as I suckled on that bud.

“Fuck, yes, I will,” Donna groaned, her hands rubbing at her pregnant belly. “Shit, you’re both loving my cunt. A girl can’t last long under that onslaught. Yes!”

I nibbled on her clit, loving her bud. Mom licked at her pussy, maybe thrusting her tongue into my wife’s cunt. I had no idea. I just kept nibbling on her bud, polishing her pearl with my tongue. I stroked over that little nub.

Donna moaned louder and louder. Her whimpers echoed through the honeymoon suite. She squealed, her thighs squeezing my face against my mother’s. The pair of us loved Donna’s pussy and drove her towards her climax.

“That’s it,” she gasped. “Get ready. Yes, yes, get ready to get a mouthful of my pussy cream. Oh, fuck, yes. Here it comes. Fuck!”

Her pussy cream gushed out and filled my mouth. I loved the way her cream gushed out. I drank it down, reveling in the taste of her spilling over my lips and tongue. I licked up her passion. I drank down every drop of it.

“You two are amazing!” she gasped. “Every bride needs her husband and her mother-in-law to ravish her on her wedding night!”

“Yes!” I growled and licked up more of the cream flooding out of her twat.

I drank that spicy passion. I savored the pleasure spilling over my lips. It ran hot down my chin. My tongue brushed my mother’s as we licked up every drop of my bride’s juices that we could. We feasted on Donna’s pussy.

“Yes, yes, you have to fuck me now,” moaned Donna. “My pussy needs my husband’s big dick.”

“Mmm, you heard your wife,” Mom purred, lifting her face from Donna’s cunt. “Fuck her.”

“Yes, Mama,” I panted and rose, my cock thrusting out hard before me.

Mom crawled up the bed and straddled Donna’s face. I smiled as my sexy mother planted her brown-furred muff right on my bride’s face. Donna moaned in delight, her chin moving as she licked my mother’s juicy twat.

I rose, too. My cock thrust out hard before me. I grabbed a pillow and pushed it beneath my pregnant wife’s ass. Her pussy lifted, my dick aiming right for her. I pushed against her hot folds. Her labia parted around my cock. She swallowed my dick with hungry ease.

“Yes,” I groaned as I slid into her. “I loved the feeling of her cunt swallowing my dick. It was fantastic. A big smile spread on my lips as I went deeper and deeper into her cunt. Her pussy engulfed my dick. It was fantastic to enjoy.

“Yes!” she groaned into my mother’s pussy.

“Oh, Jason, fuck your wife hard,” purred my mother, her green eyes sparkling.

I smiled at her and, my hand sliding over my wife’s pregnant belly, I drew back my cock. Her pussy clung to me. She gripped me with such hot flesh. Pleasure shot through me. My face contorted with the delight of her cunt holding me tight.

I thrust back into her. I fucked into her snatch hard and fast. I buried deep into her cunt. I loved the feel of her twat gripping me. She held me tight. Her pussy massaged my dick. I groaned, my balls slapping into her flesh.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. “Oh, damn, Donna, you have the best cunt.”

She beamed at me. “Mmm, you say such sweet things to me, you know that.”

I winked at her as I thrust away at her cunt. I fucked in and out of her cunt with such passion. I plowed into her hard. Fast. I buried again and again into her snatch. Her pussy held me tight. She gripped me with passion as I fucked her. I pounded her with everything that I had.

Mom rode her face. She threw her arms around my neck as she ground her cunt on my wife’s hungry lips. A twinkle danced in Mom’s green eyes as she pulled me closer and closer. I shuddered, my dick throbbing as I pumped away at Donna’s cunt.

“Fuck her hard,” she purred. “It’s so hot when you fuck her hard. It makes me so wet.”

“Mmm, and that means more pussy cream for me to lick up,” my bride cooed. “All that yummy twat that I love.”

Mom shuddered, her eyes widening. “Yes, yes, she’s licking up all my hot juices. So fuck your bride hard. Be Mama’s good boy and make her squeal.”

“Yes, Mama!” I groaned and kissed my mother.

My lips dancing with hers, I thrust into my wife’s cunt. She gripped my aching dick with that hot twat. She held me tight. I groaned, loving that silky twat holding me. I pumped harder. Faster. I sank my dick deep into her cunt as I made out with my mother.

My hands rubbed my wife’s pregnant belly. Her stomach quivered as I thrust away with such might. Such fervor. I pounded her with everything that I had, my balls slapping into her flesh. I kissed Mom hard, my tongue dancing with hers. She tasted so sweet. It was such a heady rush.

I broke the kiss and ducked my head down. My stomach pressed into Donna’s as I latched onto my mother’s nipple. I suckled. Hot milk flooded my mouth. The creamy delight spilled over my taste buds. It was such a thrill.

“Yes, yes, that’s so good,” Mom groaned. “Ooh, drink my milk while your naughty bride feasts on my cunt.”

“Such a yummy cunt, Mom,” Donna purred, her cunt squeezing about my thrusting dick.

It was wonderful to drink down that creamy breast milk as I fucked my pregnant bride. The milk flowed down my throat. I slammed hard into my wife’s cunt. I buried deep into her, loving the way her snatch gripped my cock, massaging me.

The ache built and built. My nuts tightened. Every thrust into my wife’s pussy brought me closer and closer to that magical moment of erupting in her. I wanted to flood her bred twat with my spunk. I drank down more breast milk.

“Jason,” Mom gasped. “Ooh, you’re bride is going to make me cum! She’s licking me so hard!”

“Make my mama cum!” I groaned around the fat nipple beading with milk, pumping away at my bride’s pussy. “Make her explode!”

Donna clamped her cunt down on me as I suckled out another mouthful of milk. I hammered that juicy pussy while gulping down my mother’s dairy delight. My balls smacked into Donna’s taint. I plowed deep into her, hurtling towards my orgasm.

Mom slid her hands through my hair. She held me to her breast, her fingernails digging into my scalp. I pumped away hard at my bride as Mom whimpered. I suckled hard, drawing out the last drops of her milk. I kept sucking, but no more came.

“Oh, my god,” she gasped. “Jason! Donna! Yes, yes, my two sexy children. I love you both!”

Mom came. She howled her pleasure, drowning my bride in her pussy juices. I popped my mouth off Mom’s nipple and kissed her. She thrust her tongue into my mouth as she gripped the back of my head, pleasure rushing through her. I buried into my wife’s pregnant cunt.

“Jason!” Donna squealed. Her pussy convulsed. Her twat burst into spasming delights around me.

I loved the way she rippled around me. She suckled at me, sending such delight surging through my body. I buried deep into her twat, her flesh gripping me. That wonderful sheath massaging me. My balls tightened. I growled into my mother’s lips.

I exploded in my bride’s pregnant pussy.

I ripped my mouth from Mom’s and gasped, “Fuck, Donna!”

“Yes, yes, pump all that cum in me, honey!” she moaned, her pussy rippling around my spurting dick.

I shuddered, basting my bride’s pussy with all my cum. It was incredible sharing her with my mother. Mom trembled before me, her brown hair dancing around her flushed face. Her green eyes burned as my bride drank that flood of cream.

“Oh, yes, yes, Donna!” Mom moaned. “Oh, Jason, you married such a wonderful girl!”

“Fuck, yeah, he did!” my bride moaned, her cunt milking my dick.

I groaned through the bliss as I flooded her with everything that I had. I groaned, my back arching as the pleasure slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision. Her pussy milked out every drop I had in my balls. I emptied them in her. Joy surged through me.

I was married to Donna. To my pregnant bride picked out by my mother. It was such a heady rush. I was so thrilled about this treat. I beamed at my mother. She smiled back at me, this wicked gleam in her eyes. My dick throbbed in Donna’s pussy.

“Mmm, this is going to be a wild honeymoon,” Mom said. “Hawaii is not going to know what to do with us. Two weeks in paradise. Just the three of us.”

“Oh, yes,” groaned Donna. “I’m going to make sure my hubby breeds you, Mom. You’re going to have another son. I want to see your belly curving again.”

Mom slid her arms around my neck. “Such a wicked, wicked woman you married, Jason.”

I winked at Mom and kissed her. My tongue thrust into her mouth. I loved the way her lips worked on mine How she kissed me back with such passion. Her tongue danced around in my mouth. I loved the taste of her. The feel of her against my lips. It was heavenly.

This honeymoon would be so wild. I was so glad to take my mother along on it.

The white sand beach of Waikiki spread out before us. It was balmy with the wind blowing off the sea washing over me. I closed my eyes, savoring that sea-fresh air. I opened them to turquoise waters washing on the shore.

I wore my red swimming trunks and an open, Hawaiian shirt. We arrived in Hawaii a few hours ago. We were all checked in to the hotel after our early, early morning flight out from SeaTac. We should be tired, but we were all keyed up to enjoy the beach and paradise.

I had my mom on my right arm in a blue bikini that showed off her MILF figure. Her big breasts were barely contained in the triangles, and the bottoms cupped her ass and just hid her bush. On my left arm, Donna wore a green bikini that set off her eyes and red hair. She had even smaller triangles that just managed to cover her areolas and leaving most of her breasts exposed. Her bottoms were strings with just enough fabric to hide her pussy slit and not much else. The back vanished between her butt-cheeks and made her look so gorgeous.

I had a big grin on my face as I led them out. Guys noticed us. They glanced at us and grinned. Some were waxing their surfboards as the waves came in. Others were drinking beers from coolers, some with their own collection of cute girls or some just hanging out. I felt envy in their eyes.