Heather's Desire

Kyle was in heaven. Tighter than he expected, the walls of her vagina rippled and squeezed at his cock. He bucked and strained up to her. Jill pinned his arms above him. With his size and strength he could have easily overcome her, but his lack of experience and confidence would not yet allow that. Jill rode him at her pace for as long as she could, but finally her own desire overcame her. She let go of his wrists.

Sensing her yielding, Kyle grabbed her waist and rolled her over, remaining deep inside of her. Now on top he pistoned in and out of her. Through the angle of her hips Jill was able to create enough friction on her clit to bring her to the point of her own orgasm. Finally Kyle reached his peak. With one last push he drove as deep as he could, shooting his semen into her. The first shot sent Jill over the edge, spasming into a powerful orgasm of her own. And there was yet a third person cumming at that moment. Heather, looking on, had begun plunging her own fingers deep into her vagina, matching her son's powerful strokes. Hearing Jill cry out, Heather came too.

Kyle collapsed on top of his lover, completely spent and about to fall asleep. Heather stood, shed her disheveled bikini to the floor and walked to the bed. Jill seeing her approach gently pushed Kyle to the side. He rolled over and opened his eyes and found himself looking directly at his nude mother. His hands immediately covered his crotch and he cried out, "Mom?!?" "Honey, it's o.k. Have you already forgotten? I've seen it all." Heather climbed onto the bed and embraced Jill. "Thank you so much." The three drifted off to sleep.

Sometime in the night Heather awoke and felt a naked, sleeping body pressed against her. She opened her eyes, only to find that Jill had gone. She embraced her son and went back to sleep.