by Baron LeSade
His mind whirling with the possibilities, Preston watched little, rotund man casually strolling across the courtyard toward the reception lobby.
Turn it off, he smiled to himself? And pass up the opportunity of a life time? I think not! Smiling, he turned back to the door, reached down and slowly turned the knob.
“Oh, you’re back... where did you go?” Gwen asked him as he stepped back into the room.
“Just out to get a breath of fresh air,” he grinned, running his eyes down to the swell of her giant tits as they jutted out against the material of her sarong.
“Do you like my sarong?” she asked him with a mischievous smile on her pretty lips as she slowly pirouetted around in a circle.
“Just like I said, it’s a little tight around the top, isn’t it?” he laughed.
“I thought that was the way you liked it...” she purred, slowly reaching down and giving her sarong a little flip. As she did, the opening running down the front of the sarong flared open giving Preston a glimpse underneath it.
A searing jolt of electric excitement ripped through his hardening cock when he saw nothing but bare skin under the sarong. When she had first exposed herself to him, he had been so engrossed in her wondrous tits, he hadn’t even noticed if she had panties on or not. Now it was plainly evident that she didn’t and he had been right about her pussy. In the brief instant she had flashed him, he saw that her pussy was indeed smooth and hairless as a billiard ball.
“There’s a loincloth on your bed,” she murmured, stepping over to the couch and reaching down for the remote lying on the coffee table. “Why don’t you put it on and we can be twins...”
“Uh, yeah, okay, uh, sure,” he stammered, grabbing up his overnighter and stumbling toward his room while his mother flicked the TV on.
Dropping his overnighter on the floor by his bed, he quickly unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor.
“My—oh—my—“ Preston heard his mother exclaim from the living room as he raced to undress and get back out with her.
“What’s wrong?” he hollered, toeing his socks off and reaching for the brightly colored loin cloth lying on his bed.
“Uh, you’ll see... you’ll see when you come back,” he heard his mother answer him as he wrapped the loin cloth around his hips and quickly tied a knot in it.
Looking down, he saw that there was no way he could hide the rock-hard erection that was tenting the loin cloth. But the way he felt at the moment, he didn’t really care. He was prepared to let nature take its course. If she saw that he had a hard on, so be it. Maybe it might even give her an idea...
Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself and brazenly walked back out into the living room.
His step-mother was still sitting on the couch staring at the TV as Preston looked over to see what she was watching. Preston did a double take when he saw what she was watching. There on the screen, plain as day, was a boy about his age up between an older woman’s legs, fucking the hell out of her with his big cock.
Quietly padding across the room in his bare feet, Preston stepped up beside his mother who was totally engrossed in watching the copulating couple on the screen.
“Oh, you’re back,” Gwen murmured, turning toward him, her eyes immediately sweeping down to his tented loincloth. “You look nice...”
“Uh, what are you watching...” he mumbled, staring at the television.
“That’s all that’s on the TV... see,” she told him, turning back to the TV, pointing the remote at it and stabbing the channel button. As she did another naked couple flashed onto the screen, but this time the woman was on her knees in front of the man and had her lips wrapped around his big, stiff prick.
Then, as his mother punched the channel button again, another couple appeared on the screen. This time the woman was lying on her back and the man had his face buried down between her legs. The woman was apparently enjoying his efforts the way she was groaning and writhing around on the bed.
Another flick and a new couple filled the screen. Preston was stunned that his mother was just sitting there flicking through couple after couple as if there was nothing out of the ordinary about the two of them watching other couples fucking. It was then that Preston saw that his mother had her other hand down under her sarong. And from the position of her arm, it was obvious where her hand was.
“I have the oddest feeling,” she mumbled, punching back to the boy and woman then setting the remote down on the coffee table in front of her.
“Uh, what do you mean?” he asked her as she turned back to face him and her eyes once again swept down to his tented loin cloth.
“I don’t know how to explain it,” she softly murmured, reaching out and tickling the tip of a long fingernail over the knot in his loin cloth. “I just feel all hot and tingly down inside. The same way I feel when I want to... you know...”
“You mean... you mean,” Preston gasped, unable to even say the word.
“Yes... I mean,” she whispered and he felt her fingers plucking at the knot in his loin cloth.
As he stared down at his mother in stunned disbelief, he felt the knot unravel and his loincloth drop away from his hips. It would have dropped farther, but it caught on his big, jutting cock. Gwen smiled, looking at his loincloth draped across his stiff cock. Then she reached over and lifted the cloth off his cock. As she did, his big, hard penis immediately sprang out into the open.
“Oh... so big... so hard...” she whispered, running the tips of her fingers along the thick, swollen shaft of his cock.
“Mom,” Preston groaned as she curled her hand around his cock and at the same time leaned toward him.
Preston fought to keep from losing it as he felt his step-mother’s soft, full lips close down around the shaft of his twitching penis.
Enveloping the head of his cock in the moist warmth of her mouth, she began to gently suck on it. Then as she began to slowly rock back and forth, Preston reached down between her breasts and began to franticly pull and pluck on the big knot holding her sarong together.
As Gwen continued to slowly work her lips back and forth on his cock, Preston could feel the suction growing as the knot finally unraveled and her sarong went slithering down her body. Gently pushing his mother back as her mouth lifted off his jutting, spit-coated cock, Preston reached down and gently grasped her by the hands.
Pulling her to her feet, he wrapped his arms around her and gently, but forcefully pulled her to him. Their lips touched, gently at first and her breasts were flattened against his hairless chest. Preston could feel the warm knots of her big, puffy nipples digging into his belly a little above his belly button. His mother’s giant tits were so large they dangled almost down to her own navel. They were so soft, so warm and squishy, Preston giddily thought as their kiss became more insistent and passionate.
As they kissed, Preston felt his mother’s long, sharp fingernails digging into the skin of his ass as she pulled him against her. As she did, Preston ground his big, hard penis into her hairless mons. His big cock was so long, its round, swollen head was jutting up almost brushing against the bottoms of her huge, drooping tits as they franticly kissed.
Then, keeping his lips crushed against hers and his body pressed against her soft, warm body, Preston turned her and began to slowly guide them back toward her bedroom. Guiding her as she backed her way across the room, he held onto her tightly as their tongues warred and sparred inside their open mouths.
At last, the rounded curve of her calves bumped up against her bed. As they did, Preston slowly broke the kiss and gently pushed her down onto her back. Her tiny, bare feet were resting on the floor and the backs of her knees were resting on the edge of the bed as she lay looking up at him with her big, green eyes. Then Preston reached down and gently spread her legs apart baring the fleshy, pink rift between them.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, reaching down and lovingly running his fingertips over the soft, limp folds of pink flesh that lay flat against
the smooth skin, wetly clinging to her labia as the secrecy of her femininity gaped open, oozing out a stream of her succulent juices.
Reaching up to her tiny waist, Preston wrapped his hands around it and gently pulled her toward him until the cheeks of her round, little ass was perched on the edge of the bed and her pussy lay defenselessly exposed. It was so tiny, so delicate. It looked so small, it was hard to believe a penis could fit inside it.
Kneeling down onto his knees between her outstretched legs, Preston worshipfully leaned down and kissed one of her outthrust knees. Then he began to slowly kiss and nibble his way up over the soft, smooth skin of her inner thigh. Up toward the silken treasure that lay awaiting him. The rich, pungent scent of her sex filled the air around him and grew stronger and stronger the closer he came to the oozing, gaping wound. As he kissed higher and higher up the smooth skin of her leg, he heard a soft, wet slurp.
Glancing up over his mother’s hairless mons, Preston saw that his step-mother had both of her hands wrapped around one of her giant breasts. She was holding it up and sucking on its darkened tip. She had the nipple and the entire cup of pebbled flesh in her mouth as she softly slurped and licked at it.
As Gwen continued to suck and slurp on her tit, Preston looked back down to her open, gaping pussy. Now the musk of her sex was so strong, he could barely breathe as he ran his tongue over the big, fleshy lips that spread out on each side of the oozing slit. The thick, ruddy lips were fat and swollen, gorged with blood as he slowly sucked one of them into his mouth. He gently sucked on the flap of skin for several long moments before he let it slip out of his mouth to suck the other lip inside.
After a few seconds, he let the other lip slip out of his mouth. Then he slowly licked up the juice-filled groove between her spit-coated pussy lips. His nostrils were filled with the musk of her ripeness and his tongue was coated with their fermenting juices.
Continuing to lick higher, Preston reached up and placed a thumb on each side of the fleshy ridge of skin running down to her clitoris. Then he spread his hands apart, pulling and spreading the fleshy sheath away from her clit. Now her little clit jutted up, exposed and vulnerable as he lowered his lips down and pursed them around it.
He heard a faint murmur escape out around his mother’s breast as he began to tickle the tip of his tongue back and forth across the nub of hard, swollen flesh.
Looking up over his mother’s belly as he teased and tormented her clit, Preston saw that his mother’s tit was once again hanging down over her side. As it did, he saw that its wet, darkened tip was brushing against the bed. His mother now had her head thrown back, her hands clutching handfuls of sheet as she clawed at the bed.
Keeping his lips pursed around her clit as he sucked and toyed with it, he slowly moved one of his hands down below his chin. Extending two fingers out, he gently probed the wet softness between her legs as he searched for the slippery opening of her vagina. Then as the tips of his fingers found the opening and slipped down into its moist warmth, he eased his fingers down into her all the way up to their last knuckles.
He heard another soft murmur escape her mouth as he curled his fingers and explored the hot, clutching muck of her vagina.
After a few seconds, he straightened his fingers and slowly eased them back down the tight, clinging channel. Then, adding a third finger, he began to slowly fuck her hot, wet pussy with them as he licked and lapped at her clit.
After a few seconds, his hand was coated with her warm, sticky juice as it poured out around his pistoning fingers. She was so hot... and so wet, Preston giddily thought as he continued to worry her clit and pussy. He could smell the faint, lingering fragrance of her lilac perfume on the smooth skin of her mons as his nose brushed across it. Lilacs and hot, musky pussy was an intoxicating combination, he deliriously thought as he picked up the pace of his flicking tongue and probing fingers.
“Unh-huh... unh-huh...” he heard his mother groan out as her back began to arch and lift up off the bed.
Sensing that she was about to come, Preston frantically flicked his tongue back and forth across her hard, squiggly clit. He could hear his fingers wetly slurping in and out of her tight, wet pussy as she clutched at them. Then he felt her pussy tightening down around his fingers and he could see the muscles in her belly tightening, straining while her back arched higher and higher.
Then, finally, she gave out a long, tortured groan as her body stiffened and began to tremble. As it did, her little ass pattered up and down on the bed as she thrust her clit against his mouth and a river of hot, thick juice poured out of her pussy. As she writhed her way through her orgasm, her giant tits floundered about like a pair of beached whales, flopping about every which way. She was jerking about so wildly, Preston thought she might be having a seizure as he tried to keep his lips locked down around her clit.
Her orgasm seemed to go on for hours before her tortured muscles began to soften as her back slowly melted back down onto the bed.
“Incredible...” she murmured as she lay gasping for breath. “You are incredible... that was the best ever...”
Grinning like a happy little puppy, Preston slowly eased his fingers out of her and pushed up to his feet between her legs.
As he did, she pushed up onto her elbows and her eyes dropped down to his stiff, jutting cock. Then she pushed up to a sitting position. Sitting perched on the edge of the bed, her legs still spread outside his, she reached out and grasped hold of the thick, hairy base of Preston’s cock. With a lusty grin, she suggestively ran her little, pink tongue around her pretty, pink lips and bent his cock toward her.
Looking up into his eyes, she batted her big, green eyes and gave his cock a rough squeeze.
“I want to taste you,” she murmured. “I want you to come in my mouth...”
A shiver of perverse excitement tickled through his cock as the insinuation of his step-mother’s words fired off in his reeling brain.
Opening her mouth, she sank her lips down around his twitching cock as Preston watched on with fevered anticipation. She wanted him to come in her mouth, he frantically thought. Just the thought of doing anything so perverse sent an immediate message down to his penis, priming it and readying it for a rapid eruption.
Clutching his big, dangling balls in the palm of her hand, she roughly plucked and toyed with them as she hungrily sucked on his cock. She’s gonna get a mouthful before she knows it, Preston deliriously thought as he began to work his hips back and forth. Fucking her hot, sucking mouth, Preston reached down and grabbed two handfuls of long, blond hair. Holding her head still, Preston frantically worked his hips back and forth sawing his giant peter in and out between her sucking, pink lips.
Preston could feel the burn down inside his aching balls growing hotter and hotter as he pumped away at his step-mother’s mouth.
“It’s coming... it’s coming,” he grunted out as his cock gave a mighty lurch and spewed out a giant gush of thick, gummy cum into her mouth.
Swallowing down his first generous offering of hot, gooey semen, Gwen continued to suck and lick at his embedded penis while it kept on jerking and spurting. The lining of her mouth, her tongue, and her tonsils were covered with a thick coating of his hot, clinging cum as more and more of it spewed out of his penis. Gulping down another load of semen, she roughly squeezed and kneaded his big balls as if she were trying to coax out even more.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Preston, his big prick stopped firing off inside his mother’s hungry mouth. As it did, she leaned back and let his cock slither out of her mouth. Sitting up, she slowly ran her tongue around her lips, licking away the few drops of gummy cum that had escaped from her mouth as she sucked.
They both incredulously stared at Preston’s cock as it stood, twitching and jutting straight up out of his groin. Expecting it to begin to wilt and soften, they were both surprised to see that it was still hard as ever.
“What’s wrong with it?” Gwen asked, reaching out and running her f
ingers over it. “Why is still hard? Didn’t it feel good for you?”
“Yeah, it felt fucking fantastic...” he grinned, reaching down and grabbing hold of it. “I think it’s something they put in the air. Some kind of aphrodisiac or something. Eduardo said that it gave a man more staying power...”
“So that’s what’s making me feel so fucking horny,” she laughed, watching him slowly work his hand up and down his peter while she pushed back into the middle of the bed. “Well, when in Rome... bring that thing to your Mommy... there’s no reason to let it go to waste... that would a shame.”
“Yes, Mommy,” Preston baby talked back to her, letting go of his cock and crawling up onto the bed.
Legs bent at the knees and spread, she welcomed him down between them as she fingered the wet, goo-smeared slash between them. Crawling over her, Preston looked down between them and watched her grab hold of his rock-hard peter while it stuck out below his belly. Bending it down between her legs, she quickly threaded the tip of its head down into the slippery opening of her vagina. As soon as he felt the moist warmth close down around the head of his penis, Preston lunged forward and drove all eight inches of his stiff cock down into her clutching softness.
“Did the aphrodisiac make you that big, too?” she purred, humping herself back against the penetrating defilement of her once hallowed chamber.
“No...” he grinned, “you did!”
“Well, I guess I did, didn’t I,” she laughed, squeezing her pussy down around his cock as he began to fuck her with deep, thrusting strokes.
Looking down as he worked his hips back and forth, he saw his mother’s eyes slowly close. Her forehead was spotted with little drops of sweat and etched with a little frown as strands of her dark, wet hair clung to it. Her giant tits were indolently sloshing up and down, rolling with the steady, even tempo of their slow fucking.