Hat Trick Ch. 03

I slurped and sucked at her pussy. I lashed at her clit with my tongue, and then fastened my lips around it and began to suck. Hard. Mom's pussy mound thrust up against my mouth and chin. My nose sank into her blonde bush, her juices stained my chin. I lashed at her with my tongue, thrusting the tip of it against the nubbin of her clit. Mom's hands pressed on the back of my head, pushing me into her weeping pussy. I drank up her juices, slurping and licking. Mom thrashed beneath me, gasping for air and crying up. Above me, Aunt Jan swirled her own tongue around Mom's tits, suckling at her nipples.

I slurped and sucked away at her beautiful pussy until she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me away. "Time to be inside me, baby," Mom ordered breathlessly. I gently disengaged myself from Mom's pussy, licked my lips, and levered myself up over Mom. My cock throbbed and squirted a dollop of precum onto Mom's belly. She looked at me through lust-glazed eyes as Jan chewed on Mom's nipples. "That is a very big cock, baby," Mom gasped out. "Fuck me."

I did what every good boy should do. I did what my mother told me to do.

The head of my cock nudged against the lips of Mom's pussy. She spread her legs wider and opened herself up even further. I sank into her smoothly, easily, effortlessly. Her pussy gripped and coaxed me as I slid home. I hit rock bottom and my balls bounced against her plush ass. She had taken all nine inches in one smooth movement, swallowing me whole as if she had been made to fit her (or perhaps I had been made to fit her). Mom's eyes rolled back in her head and she bit down on her lower lip, breath coming in quick gasps. Jan pulled away from Mom's tit and shifted herself around on the bed to press her gorgeous, well-muscled frame against my back.

Mom's eyes refocused on me. She had that look, the look I'd seen on a number of women, including my sister Ashley, but never expected to see on my own mother's face. The look that said, "No one has ever been this hard and deep and good before." Jan hadn't given me the look, but maybe she saved that for my cousin Bill.

"I'm inside you, Mom," I said with a groan. I felt her pussy clench around my rod in agreement. Words seemed to have failed her. Jan's hands snaked around my waist and caressed my abdomen. Her full breasts flattened against my back.

"Fuck your mother, Matt," Jan whispered into my ear. In silent echo my mother humped her hips up against me, trying to suck me deeper still. I groaned again and once more did as I was told. I thrust my own hips hard into Mom, felt her writhe beneath me instantly as my cockhead seemed to flatten against the roof of her womb. Fuck, she was tight. And slick. Wet, warm, perfect. Aunt Jan's damp, bare pussy bumped against my ass as I flexed and pounded into Mom again. It felt so good I did it again and again and again. At first I was awkward, eager and quick, as if this was my first fuck ever, but soon enough I found the rhythm and Mom matched me thrust for thrust.

I dropped my head and pressed my lips against the hollow of her throat, kissing it passionately. I went lower, mashed my head between Mom's massive tits. I tasted Mom's sweat and her sister's saliva, and added my own as I fastened my lips around a nipple and began to suckle roughly. My dick rammed home again and again, slamming into Mom with a speed and ferocity even I didn't know I had. Still, I had already cum a couple of times in quick succession, and knew my next release was a ways off. Not so Mom. Between my fingers, lips, and tongue, she had been on the verge of cumming even before I sank my cock into her, and it didn't take much from me to set her off. In less than a dozen strokes from me, Mom cried out, clamped down hard on me with her pussy, and gripped me hard with her thighs. She thrashed beneath me, making mewling noises and repeating my name over and over. I slowed my thrusts a bit but not entirely, riding through her orgasm with her, drawing it out.

When her climax subsided, Mom collapsed back onto the bed, nearly spread-eagle. Her eyes were glassy, her hair matted to her brow. I twitched my cock inside her and Mom shuddered again. She looked up, almost disbelieving. "You didn't?" I gave her a jab this time and she gasped. "You've got. . . you've got to cum, Matt. . . I can't take much more of this. Can you cum for me?" She looked me directly in the eye. "Can you come for Mommy?"

I grinned and fucked into her. The brief amount of control Mom possessed collapsed, and she thrashed beneath me again, fucking her steaming hot pussy up onto my cock. Jan gripped me hard and began to nibble on my earlobe, blowing hot breaths into my ear.

"Look at her," Jan whispered hotly to me. "Your own mother, hot for your cock. Look at how much she loves it, how much she needs it. Those huge tits bouncing with every thrust. Your mother is a slut for your cock, Matty. This is where you belong, inside her, fucking away at mommy's sweet, forbidden pussy. You've always wanted this, haven't you Matt? To have your big titted mom moaning like a whore while you pound her with that huge cock of yours? She's wanted it too. Trust me, it takes another mother to notice these things." Jan's tongue caressed my earlobe. "But now she needs you to finish inside her, she needs to feel your cock pulse and dump a load of your precious, delicious cum inside her. Fill her up, make her your cum slut forever. Can you do that, Matty? Cum in your mother?"

"Bitch," I seethed at Jan. I had wanted to last longer, give Mom a real long, much needed pussy pounding, but the effect of Mom's tight pussy and Jan's erotic talk took their toll on me. I jammed my cock deep into Mom and came. Hard. I felt that familiar tingle at the base of my cock as the charge built and built and built and then finally released. My cock expanded, thickened, and shuddered deep inside Mom's pussy. The first jet of cum splattered her insides and Mom came again, thrashing and moaning and twisting beneath me. Each time my cock surged and released another rope of jism, Mom's body shook in ecstasy. I roared as my orgasm crested, blasting streams of thick, viscous cum into my mother. And still I came. I grew lightheaded, even as Mom filled to overflowing, and our combined juices began to leak out of her and stream past my cock and balls. Jan's arms, wrapped around my waist, pulled hard and with a sucking sound my cock was yanked unceremoniously from Mom's gash, still jetting cum from the engorged tip.

A thick rope sailed across her flat belly and splashed her right tit. But that was as far as it got. The rest of my cum splattered across Mom's belly, pussy, and thighs. Another dozen splashes at least, far more than I had ever cum before in my life or ever expected to again. I felt woozy, dehydrated, weakened. I didn't resist as Jan eased me down onto the bed. She pushed me aside gently and moved like a hungry tigress towards Mom's freshly fucked and unconscious looking body. But as Jan began to clean my semen from Mom's body with lips and tongue, Mom roused a bit.

"Jesus Christ," she whispered, looking at me. "Who would have thought, my own son the best fuck of my life." Then Jan's lips found Mom's pussy and she gasped and looked away. "Save some for me!" she said indignantly.

I drifted off to sleep as my mom and aunt shared my cum between themselves.

I awoke in the middle of the night, thirsty and disoriented. Beside me in the darkness of my mother's room, the sisters slept peacefully, nude and wrapped in one another's arms. I slid out of the bed, careful not to disturb them, and padded down to the kitchen. I took a gallon of water out of the fridge and guzzled from its neck.

When I put the bottle away I realized I wasn't alone in the kitchen. Mom had joined me. She had put on an abbreviated and mostly see-through robe, something I'd never seen her wear before, and tip-toed quietly into the room. I made no move to cover my nudity and smiled welcomingly toward her in the light from the refrigerator.

"How are you, baby?" she asked.

"I'm fine. You?"

She crossed her arms, giving her amazing tits prominence. "Conflicted," she admitted. "You've entered into a part of my life I thought long past, awakened passions I thought long dead. And engaged in acts that are entirely inappropriate and unnatural between a mother and son. And yet. . ."

"Yes?"

"I loved every second of it. And I can't wait to do it again. But I can't stand to see you hurt, Matty. I need to know that our relationship will survive this night, before we go any further."

I stepped toward my mother and took her in my arms. "Don't worry, Mom," I reassured her, "I love you. Maybe more than a son should love his mother, but I do love you. We'll be okay."

"Oh, honey, I love you too," she said. She put her arms around me and pressed her lips against mine and I knew everything was going to okay.

Naturally, Mom and Jan kept me busy the entirety of Jan's trip. Then it was just Mom and I solo. She doesn't want to give me up, and I for one have no desire to stray too far from between her thighs. I still haven't told her about Ashley, but she has to suspect something. Thanksgiving is on its way, and Ashley will be home to visit soon. And I've gotten used to having two women in my bed. . . wish me luck!