I came home in high spirits, but was h**** as hell. It seemed this happened every month about two days after my period. I’d looked at the shapely secretary of mine at work all day with my p**** seeming to burn every time she turned away from me and her tight short skirt grabbed her shapely buns. I’m a divorcee and live with my Son, and recently with my Mom. Mom’s condo needed painting and I invited her to stay with us the two weeks the redecorating was being done. She and my Dad had divorced and she was living alone. She’s a very s*** lady only 16 years older than I am. I’m in my early thirties and Mom is just shy of 47, and a real looker. She takes good care of herself, does aerobics, always dresses well, and looks more like my sister than my Mother. We are taken for sisters a lot.
I came into the house hoping no one was home, I wanted to go to my bedroom, get my v*******, lie on the bed, and have one massive o***** after the other. The house was quiet as I walked down the carpeted hall almost silently. I heard a low moan of obvious pleasure coming from the guest bedroom where my Mom was sleeping. Hmmm, so she gets off too. I suppressed a giggle. That seemed to make my c*** even harder. It had been aching all afternoon. I slid my hand under my skirt and p******, rubbing my mound, slipping a finger inward to push against my c***. God that felt good! The door to her room was cracked slightly and I slipped up and naughtily peeped in, hoping to catch my s*** Mom m***********. I almost gasped aloud at what I saw. I was floored by the spectacle in front of me. My Mom was lying on the bed all right, her legs were spread, and she was gorgeously, totally naked. Her full breasts were bobbing and moving, her erect n****** pointed upward and outward as she moved. Her large dark red areolas in plain view made my p**** quiver.
What had nearly made me gasp was that between her spread thighs was my Son, his d*** pumping away effortlessly into my Mom’s p****! From the angle I was looking, his thick c*** was plunging into her hole. His balls were drawn tight, and I got a clear shot of her delicious looking p****, wet and pouting as he drove into her. His c*** was thick, but I couldn’t tell how long it was. Here was my Mother, and my Son, f****** away in front of my very eyes. I could even smell the scent of Mom’s excited p**** as my son plunged into her steaming p****. “Ohhh, yes darling, f*** me. God, I’ve needed this for so long. F*** me you wonderful young stud. Your Grandmother needs this, it’s been so long since I was fucked,” my Mother cried as his hips slapped against her flesh. “Don’t stop, keep f****** me darling, don’t pull out, fill my c***. Fill me up with your c**. Ohhhhhhh, s***! I’m cummmmming!” she screamed out.
I was c****** too. My fingers flew over my c***. I put my other hand down to my lips to thrust two fingers deep inside my hot wet cavern. Both hands excited my aching p**** till I climaxed hard, barely able to keep quiet, my eyes remained glued to the two on the bed. My son moaned out, his head went back, and I watched his balls tighten still more as he shot many gobs of his sperm into his Grandmothers p****. I was breathing heavy for a moment, but I looked at Mom on the bed, legs spread wide, her p**** was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Her meaty lips were swollen, the deep pink of her vaginal opening dripping a white stream of my Son’s c** out of it, running down and over her a******.
