“Damn that cake was delicious,” I said, taking another sip of wine and relaxing into my chair. “Happy birthday Mom!” I raised my glass and clinked it with both my parents as Dad repeated my cheer and Mom smiled sweetly.
“Thank you, honey,” she said to me, flashing a wink and licking her lips.
For a woman in her early forties, she sure held it together well. Dad was a lucky man. I knew it was probably quite weird to think stuff like that, but I couldn’t help myself. Especially in that dress she wore. Red, my favorite color, and so revealing I literally couldn’t believe she’d chosen to wear it for our dinner at home. That thing was way fancier and sexier than her usual outfits, but hey, she wanted to live it up for her birthday and I was so damn thankful.
They way her big, natural tits were just begging to pop out had been driving me wild all night. Every time she laughed too hard, or leaned forward to pick up something from the table, I’d been praying for a wardrobe malfunction that would’ve fueled my spank bank for life.
Let me tell you, if she wasn’t my mother… Oh man, I would’ve gone after her hard and I would’ve done all kinds of things to her. I always had a thing for the cougars – and as an in-shape nineteen year old I did pretty well with them – but it all stemmed from that mature goddess.
“Yeah, I think I nailed dinner, if I do say so myself,” Dad quipped. “But, Zack, now it’s time to give your mother her birthday present.”
I shot him an awkward look. I already gave Mom her gift that morning, and if he’d prepared something else he’d forgotten to clue me in on it. “What do you mean? What present?”
Mom took an audibly deep breath and I noticed her nervous eyes twitching between my father and me. What the hell was going on and why did I seem to be the only one out of the loop?
“Well,” Mom began, taking another shaky breath, “there was something else I was hoping for. Something very, very special.”
“Son, your mother wants another baby.” Dad faced my mom and the two shared a matching wide smile as their faces lit up. His words hung in the air.
“Okay? Y’all are acting so weird right now. If you wanna go have nasty birthday sex just go do it, you don’t have to tell me first,” I said with a laugh, not exactly sure what kind of response they were angling for. To be honest though, the idea of Mom getting railed in that sexy dress certainly was a nice thought. I couldn’t admit that though.
Dad frowned at me. “Well, son, my swimmers aren’t quite as potent as they used to be, you know what I mean? Fertility doctors aren’t cheap, and your mom doesn’t like the idea of some random sperm donor. But, if there were someone with our genetic material who could perhaps get the job done the old-fashioned way…”
Suddenly I felt something brush up against my leg. I figured it was an accident at first, but the smirk Mom shot me told me it was completely intentional. Her foot rubbed up and down my leg and excitement buzzed through my nervous system.
“I… The fuck?” I was stunned by the implications of it all. Could they really be suggesting that, or was my perverted mind getting caught up in its own filth?
“Zack,” Mom said in a commanding, husky voice that I’d never heard her use before. Our eyes locked together and the tension crackled in the air. Mom’s foot slid higher and higher up my leg until it was pushing between my thighs and rubbing my rapidly stiffening dick. “I want you. You’re the present I want for my birthday. I want you to fuck me, to fill me with your young, potent, virile seed and knock me up.”
My cock throbbed as it reached peak hardness, straining uncomfortably against my tight pants. Mom’s filthy words echoed around my brain over and over and over, unable to fully process them. Perhaps I was dreaming. It was too good to be true, it couldn’t possibly be real life. Could it?
I looked at Dad, who nodded, then resumed gazing into Mom’s gorgeous green eyes. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Well if I know your Mom as well as I think I do,” Dad intercepted, “then she doesn’t just want you to fuck her, son. She wants you to pound her until every drop of cum is drained from your balls and is spilling out of her tight pussy. Speaking of which, I bet she’s so turned on right now just thinking about it. Probably soaking wet.”
Mom shot him a wicked look before turning it on me and nodding. “He’s not wrong. Take a look.” Her foot disappeared from my crotch and she pushed her chair back a little. “I’m not wearing any panties.”
Christ, that nearly killed me. I gulped, ruminating on the prospect. Even just hearing my mother say the word ‘panties’ in that sexy voice was an aphrodisiac of unprecedented proportions. It gave me such a rush, such a shiver down my spine that I wish I’d recorded it so I could hear it again and again. Everything about that mature beauty radiated forbidden sexuality and I couldn’t get enough.
Sliding down off my chair, under the table, I felt like I was underwater. The air felt clunky and thick as the disbelief dominated my mind, but that was soon forgotten. Once I was under the table, Mom spread her legs wider and wider, slowly pulling the dress up her thighs which looked soft, creamy, and inviting.
“Holy fuck,” I whispered to myself. If she pulled the dress just a little bit more, her pussy would be exposed. So that’s exactly where she held it.
It was my turn to take over, and I inched forward until I felt the heat coming off her body. Mom’s legs twitched when I placed my hands on them and gripped her taboo thighs, forcing her to open them even wider. As I began to kiss her soft skin, she cooed softly.
“Smell that, son? Isn’t your mom’s pussy just the most delicious thing you’ve ever smelled? And just wait until you taste it!”
“Oh I’m about to, Dad,” I promised.
He was right, her scent was absolutely intoxicating. The sweet, musky, feminine smell that woman was producing should’ve been bottled and sold. I kissed her thighs again, licking them and getting closer to that treasure between her legs. I lifted her dress, and gazed into the avatar of divinity that was my mother’s exposed, fertile, wet cunt. She shuffled lower in her chair to give me better access.
Her glistening folds were beautiful and I couldn’t resist them. I dived right in. With one long lick up her wet slit, my tongue was blessed with the terrific presence of her otherworldly juices, and she cried out in pleasure and I heard her hand thump against the table.
My fingers gripped her thighs, keeping them spread wide as I dined on her like a starving beast. I suckled on her sweet lips and drank down her liquid passion greedily, occasionally licking around the edges of her clit to tease her. I pulled out my aching dick and began stroking it as I feasted, desperate for any sense of relief. I rubbed my hand on her wet cunt and worked her juices into my meat as I stroked it.
“Oh that’s so good, Zack,” Mom moaned, her hips gyrating in position. “Right there. Please, just a little bit higher, oh my god.”
All of my teasing was getting her worked up, exactly how I wanted. Her hot cunt juices felt so nice on my stiff prick as I rubbed it and finally, I gave Mom what she needed. With my spare hand, I plunged two fingers right into her wet trench as I took her clit in my mouth and suckled hard.
She screamed and screamed, overcome with forbidden pleasure as I lashed my tongue against her sensitive button and pumped my fingers in and out of her velvety wet hole.
“Shit, Zack,” I heard Dad mutter, “you’re gonna make her cum even quicker than I do. I know that look on her face, and-”
“AHHHHH!” Mom cut him off with an almighty wail as her pussy squeezed around my digits.
I kept them locked inside her, still suckling her clit hard. Turning my fingers and curling them upwards I located her g-spot and sent her plunging face first into sweet oblivion. My fingers pumped in short, sharp motions as I manipulated her most sensitive spot and sucked the other one hard.
Her wild moaning turned into staccato bursts of squealing and panting breaths, and I felt the hot, naughty blast of her squirting all over my chin and my fingers. She groaned, slamming her hands against the table as bursts of her delicious lady cum blasted me and I began to lick it up greedily.
“Holy shit, honey, I just squirted!”
“Damn,” Dad replied. “He must really be going to town on you.”
“I’m just getting started,” I said as I climbed out from underneath the table and stripped out of my clothes. Mom gasped when she saw my big, throbbing dick, shining with her juices. “Get over here, Mom.”
She clamored out of her chair and rushed to me. I grabbed her face and pulled her into me, kissing her hard on the lips and pushing my tongue into her mouth. She hummed as she tasted herself on my tongue, and I felt her hand wrap around my dick. Mom must have rubbed her pussy with that hand first, because it felt hot and wet when she started stroking me.
My hands dropped to her tits as our tongues swirled together, and I yanked her dress down to free those puppies like I’d been fantasizing earlier that night. It felt insane to me that my wildest, nastiest dreams were coming to life and it could not have felt any better. The supreme satisfaction that reigned in my brain, the euphoria that flooded my body, and the powerful ache in my balls were unrivaled.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I stared into her eyes before descending on her tits.
I grabbed her fat, natural, soft melons in my hands and squeezed as I coated them in kisses. Mom was still reaching under to tease my dick with her own hand, and it felt phenomenal. As I gripped her tits and suckled hard on her nipple, I contemplated the idea that soon I’d be balls deep inside her cunt, pumping her fertile womb full of my incestuous cum. Adrenaline saturated my bloodstream and was practically leaking from my fucking pores.
“She sure is,” Dad agreed. “I’m glad to see that you’re enjoying her tits as much as I do. Aren’t they just the greatest pair of knockers you’ve ever seen?”
“Oh absolutely,” I groaned into her flesh, switching from one hard nipple to the other.
“Oh you boys are so sweet to me,” Mom moaned. “Maybe… Maybe one day you could fuck me together.”
I slowly pulled my head back until her nipple popped out of my lips, then I stared into her angelic face. She was blushing red at her own outlandish proposal. I looked at Dad, and he shared the grin on my face and we nodded our agreement.
“One day,” I said to Mom, stepping aside and pushing her over the kitchen table where we’d dined together as an innocent family only moments ago. I hiked up her dress and spanked her plump ass. “But not today. Today you’re all mine and I’ve got a job to do.”
I rubbed my cock up and down her hot, wet slit, feeling the kindling of ultimate pleasure lighting within me. Even just the slightest brush of her lips over my crown was heavenly, and I braced myself as I began to push forward and enter her tight cunt.
“That’s right,” Dad said. “Get her good and pregnant first, and then we’ll see what kinds of fun we can have.”
“Holy shit!” Mom yawped as I thrust hard, burying myself in her.
My balls slapped against her as I rammed my dick in deep, feeling her tight tunnel stretch around my girth and embrace me like it was where I belonged. No other woman had ever felt half as good as my own mother’s forbidden flesh, and I craved her endlessly. Even while I was inside her, I needed more. Always more. Never enough.
“Fuck, that’s incredible,” I groaned.
I gripped her ass tightly in my hands as I withdrew myself slowly, feeling the friction of her quivering twat sending pulses of pleasure through my body. I reveled in the transcendental glee flowing through my body as I pounded her sweet, taboo pussy as hard as ever.
A screech burst into the air as the entire table rocked and dragged across the kitchen floor, but that didn’t slow me down. Dad seemed to be fixed on the way Mom’s tits were jiggling as I impaled her naughty pussy, and I envied him. They were magnificent tits, and I wish I’d been able to see them.
I reached around her body and fondled her ripe melons as I slammed into her pussy with my aching dick, and I felt the telltale signs of her oncoming orgasm. My balls felt tighter with each passing minute, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer either.
“I’m. Fucking. Cumming. Again!” Mom panted out, her words punctuated by my powerful strokes.
Her twat hugged my cock tighter as I shoved it deep and squeezed her nipples with my fingers. I heard the sounds of her squirting onto the table and the floor, that tasty liquid splashing as it gushed from her horny cunt.
I fucked her harder, faster, giving into the infinite pleasure coursing through my veins and I let it consume me. My eyes fell closed and I saw bright lights behind my eyelids as my spine shuddered and my toes curled against the ground.
The most intense orgasm of my life ripped through me and lit me up with ecstasy as my cock twitched inside of her, bursts of cum erupting from my crown and shooting into her womb. Her raw, exposed, unprotected pussy felt like paradise around my prick, and so much of my love shot into her until my balls felt completely and entirely drained.
“God damn, Mom,” I panted. “Was it your birthday or mine?”
She giggled, moving her hips in slow circles, milking out any final drops from my rod. “Well I’m glad you enjoyed giving me my present as much as I liked getting it.”
I would be the gift that kept on giving all year round.
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