Wrong Number Pt. 03

The scene played out and looked how he imagined it would. His wife continued to let her hands roam over her body as she moved slowly up and down on her son's thick rod. She thought being with her son was going to be the pinnacle of her and her husband's sex life. She figured it would revitalize their bed play like nothing else had. Instead, she turned to face her son once again.

"What are we doing, Greg?" she asked her son as she laid on him.

"Something I think we both want, right?" he said, wondering if his mother was having second thoughts.

He began to pump his cock into his mother much faster than before. She was unable to catch her breath, let alone formulate and speak a coherent though. Her tits glided up and down his chest as they both moved together.

"Yes, baby. Fuck me so hard," she whispered in his ear. "Cum inside me. Cum inside me, please, baby. I really need to feel it."

Ray sat in the corner of the room jerking off as he watched his son pound his cock into his mother. He was close to finishing when his phone vibrated on the table next to the chair. He looked over to it briefly and found it was Lynn, Monica's daughter who sent him a text.

"Where are you?" she asked.

Ray took his eyes off his wife and son's copulation to respond.

"I'm at a motel watching my son fuck my wife. Are you okay?" he asked.

"Where? I want to come be with you," she responded.

Ray smiled broadly at the possibilities. He gave her the address and said, "Hurry, or you might miss the show."

She said she would be on her way, and he put the phone back down on the table. He wrapped his fingers around his cock again and stroked, hoping to cum quickly so when his girl toy got there, he would last longer. He got up and continued stroking his cock as he stood by the bed.

"Lisa, why don't you lay on your back and let me cum in your mouth before Lynn gets here," he bravely announced.

"What!? She's coming here?" Lisa said loudly.

Greg stopped thrusting his cock up into his mother's pussy as he couldn't believe what he heard, either.

"What are you thinking?" Greg asked his father, "What if she brings her mother with her?"

Ray grinned, "Monica won't be bothering us anymore. Her daughter is coming to join the fun because I got her mother to say some pretty hurtful things while her daughter was standing behind her."

Lisa felt the weight on her shoulders lift slightly and began to rock back and forth on her son's cock once again. She wasn't thrilled with having a second person witness her incestuous acts, though.

"I don't like that she's coming over and you're not cumming in my mouth. This is your son's mouth now," she said, surprising even herself. "He's the only one who gets to shoot his load in here. In fact," she said loudly as she dismounted her son.

She didn't finish the statement and she knew she didn't need to. She got between her son's legs and stroked his cock while giving instructions. "I want you to cum in my mouth first, then later, you will cum in my pussy, okay?" she asked, ignoring her husband standing right next to them.

Greg nodded and relaxed as he felt his mother's mouth on his cock once again. He knew it would not be long.

"Her mouth is mine now," he happily thought.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ray, "Her pussy is mine now, too. You want a young cunt? Well, you can fuck Lynn now."

Ray looked defeated and was about to walk away when Greg stopped him, "Watch me cum in her mouth, Ray."

He was no longer "Dad." He was just another guy anymore. Lisa took the hint and stroked his cock quickly while keeping her mouth open and just a short distance away.

"Here it comes, Lisa," Greg told his mother. The first shot splattered against the roof of her mouth while the rest dribbled onto her tongue.

When she had his entire load in her mouth, she turned to show the pooled sperm to her husband before swallowing it in one gulp. Just like a slutty porn star, she showed him her empty mouth proudly.

"It's not so bad," she said, "maybe I should have let you do that a long time ago."

"It's your first time swallowing?" Greg asked his mother.

She nodded happily. He reached down and pulled her on top of him and planted his lips against hers. Ray was unhappy with how everything was turning out but couldn't blame either of them for it. He knew he fucked up when he fucked Lynn without his wife knowing. His cock shrunk without ever cumming in his wife's mouth or anywhere, for that matter.

"Let's go shower before round two," Greg whispered to his mother.

She continued to slowly and passionately kiss him all over his face.

"Lisa, I said let's go shower," he said sternly, remembering what turned her on.

Her lips curled into a smile as she purposefully didn't respond. He knew she was playing their game again.

He took a handful of her hair and pulled her head up, "You don't get to fuckin' ignore me."

She furled her eyebrows in mock-anger, "Don't you use that language with me. I'll get up when I'm good and ready."

He tried to hold his expression but was simply overcome by them finally getting to be with one another. They both chuckled at each other as she retreated from her position. Ray watched them both walk to the shower nude as he waited for Lynn to arrive.

"What else could today bring?" he thought.

Lynn arrived while Lisa and Greg were in the shower. She came in and saw the bed was a mess and pouted.

"Did I miss it?"

"Kind of. They're in the shower," he said as he looked her over. "Why don't you get out of those clothes?"

He intentionally neglected to tell her that his wife and son were not happy with her being invited to join them.

She smiled, "You always got straight to what you wanted, huh? Well, I have something for you."

She handed him an SD card and told him that it had the video of her and her mother having sex on it.

"Now, the tables have turned in your favor," she happily announced.

He gladly accepted it and set it on the chair as he stood up. He reached for her and pulled her close while attempting to get her clothes off.

"I want to fuck you in that bed before they come out," he told her.

"Okay!" she said as she helped him take her clothes off.

Ray sat on the edge of the bed after removing his clothes and told her to get on her knees. She always followed his direction as she had only ever been with her mother and him and he was the only father figure she'd ever known. It was natural for her to want to do anything to please him.

"You want me to suck on you, Daddy?" she asked with pouty eyes.

Ray nodded.

Just as she wrapped her hand around his cock and was about to wrap her lips around the tip, Lisa and Greg strolled out of the bathroom.

"Can't you two get a different room? This whole thing isn't even about you!" Lisa cried.

Greg considered the situation and comforted his mother, "It's okay. She's all he has now. We have each other and I'm not done having you."

She looked up into his eyes and nodded briefly before heading to the bed.

"Come and make love to me, Greg," she said as she held out her arms.

He practically jumped into bed and positioned himself between her legs. Lisa pulled the sheet over them as his cock slid into her pussy. She wasn't prepared to be immodest about their new relationship.

"Go nice and slow. I want to feel every inch of you while you fuck me," she told her son.

He continued pushing in as he loudly exhaled, "Fuck, you feel so amazing, Mom."

Lynn turned her eyes and watched Greg's sheet-cladded ass move up and down while she sucked Ray's cock.

"You like watching them?" Ray asked.

She nodded as she sucked. Ray ripped the sheets off them, "Now you can really see it."

Lynn could see Greg's cock as it slipped in and out of Lisa's pussy. Meanwhile, Greg became irate.

"Let's go home and continue this, Lisa. It's clear he can't handle it," Greg said to his mother about Ray. "We'll have some peace and quiet to do what we like."

Lisa reluctantly agreed and they both got dressed. She couldn't help but look watch Lynn suck her husband's dick and feel pity for the young woman. They were about to walk out of the room when Lisa noticed the SD card.

"What's this?" she asked, holding it up in the air for everyone to see.

Lynn launched from her position on the floor to try and snatch it from Lisa, but Greg took hold of it first.

"What's on it, Ray?" Greg asked his father.

"That's why I said we have nothing to worry about. It's a video of her," he said pointing at Lynn, "having sex with her mother."

"Oh, really," Greg stated as an idea formed in his head.

"Well, since you like banging her so much, why don't you just stay here and do it."

Greg walked out the door and headed to the car. Lisa held the door opened as she scanned the hopeless scene inside the hotel room. Lynn stood looking clueless in the middle of the room. Lisa couldn't help but admire the body the young woman sported. Ray sat pathetically silent at the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor.

"I doubt the poor girl will be getting anymore action today," Lisa thought.

She took a moment to reflect on everything that happened before she took another step away. She built a life with the sad man sitting on the bed and she took a moment to assure herself that she would be better off without him.

"You'll have papers to sign soon. If you want to make things difficult, we'll hand this over to the police and you'll lose the last thing you have. Don't come home," she said growing angrier at each word while shaking the recorded video in the air.

She went to close the door and heard Lynn burst into tears.

"It was his idea from the beginning," she told herself as she walked to the car, "now I finally have a say so in how this ends."

When she got into the car, she looked her son over. She viewed him in a new light with everything that happened during the hours before.

"He's no longer the goofy kid I raised," she thought. "He's a man and he proved it to me."

When he realized his mother was staring at him wistfully, he turned to face her with a warm smile on his face.

"What is it, Mom?" he asked.

Her eyes focused on his. She was at a loss for words. Her eyes sparkled with adoration for the new man in her life.

"I want you to do something for me, Greg."

He tilted his head slightly in mock confusion.

"Don't fuck me when we get home."

His expression changed to one of disappointment.

She reached out and placed her hand gently on the side of his face.

"Adore me, Greg. Take me out to dinner and wine and dine me. Take me home and make love to me."

He reversed out of the parking space and put the car into drive. Just before he put his foot on the gas, he asked his mother, "Where would you like to eat, Madame?"

THE END.