BXBX NOVEL Chapter 127: Mom’s Roommate_2
Chapter 127: Mom's Roommate_2
Cassie stood at the end of the hallway in her PJ's. "I saw Garrett and his friends flirting with girls, Momma."
"Shut up, I was not." Garrett snapped.
"What are you still doing up, young lady?" Kristen asked, standing from the couch.
Cassie put on her sad face. "I can't sleep."
Kristen gave her son an almost jealous smile as she passed him. "Flirting with the girls huh?"
"We were talking to them...we weren't flirting."
Cassie nodded. "Yes you were."
Kristen guided her daughter away. "Come on, back to bed for you, young lady."
Garrett went into the mancave and sat in the swing on his laptop to check his email. Through the silky curtain he saw his mom stroll into the closet.
"That little girl. I think she had way too much sugar at the fair today." Kristen said.
Through the curtain Garrett could see his mom sliding the halter dress off. His mouth fell open as he realized she was now in just her bra and panties. "Probably," he muttered.
He couldn't make out much detail, but he could see just enough through the semi-transparent cloth to send blood rushing to his teenaged cock.
Kristen reached around and unclasped her strapless bra. "So tell me about the girls that you were flirting with."
Garrett could see the shapes of her her big mommy-boobs wobbling as the sprung free. He could see the large dark circles of areola on the tips. "They're just girls from my school...but I really wasn't flirting."
Kristen grabbed the hem of her little panties and slid them down her legs. "So you haven't had sex with any of these girls?"
Garrett watched for a second as his mom stood there completely nude, brushing back her hair with her long nails. "No, I don't even really know any of them that well."
Kristen threw on her white short silk robe, tied it around her waist, then walked over and peeked around the curtain.
Garrett looked up to see her smiling down at him mischievously. "Are we enjoying the benefits yet?" Kristen asked.
Garrett recalled their discussion the day prior and his mom's comment about the benefits of sharing a room together. He giggled a little under his breath, looking a tad embarrassed. "I guess."
"I'm gonna grab a shower and put on my nightie. Then I'll come back and we'll go to bed, okay?" Kristen asked.
Garrett nodded, his penis starting to throb, his heart starting to race. "Yup."
After her shower Kristen peeked in on her husband. Doug was watching some sports when he heard her tap at the door.
"Garrett and I are going to bed. I just wanted to say goodnight."
Doug felt a surge of jealousy as he looked at his gorgeous wife standing in the doorway in nothing but a tiny robe. Her hair was still damp and slicked back and her smooth tan legs had a light sheen from having just been shaved and lotioned. "I'm sorry about ealier today. I may have overracted I guess," he said.
Kristen strolled over to her husband's bedside and smiled down at him lovingly. "It's been a stressful time for everyone."
"You know I love you right?" Doug asked.
"Yes I do...and I love you too," she answered, then leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips.
When she did this Doug's could see inside the open slit in her robe. He could tell she had on something very sexy and very scanty underneath it. "I'll see you in the morning," she said.
Doug watched his wife stroll out of the bedroom, the pillowy swell of her meaty buttocks swaying gently. He heard her little bare feet pad down the hallway, then his wife and son's bedroom door click closed.
Garrett had just crawled in bed when his mom returned.
"Hey, handsome, you warming that bed up for us?" Kristen asked as she sashayed over to her side.
"Well it's another hot night. Don't want to warm it up too much," he answered.
Garrett watched his mom untie her sash and let the robe slip to the floor. Kristen was wearing a white sheer dainty baby doll nighty with spaghetti straps and matching G-string panties. The set had beautiful detailed butterfly applique.
As she crawled into bed Garrett watched her tits flounder as they strained against the flimsy top. She moved under the big fluffy comforter and slid over against him. "Mmm, I need some snuggle time."
Garrett couldn't help but SIGH as he felt her warm soft flesh smother his side. Kristen lay her head down against his chest and Garrett felt one of her smooth legs slide across his.
"I missed you today," she whispered.
"Missed you too. Did you still wanna go to the fair tomorrow?"
Kristen lifted her head and gazed into his eyes dotingly. "As long as I'm with you I'll go anywhere."
"What if I wanted to hang out at the sewage treatment plant?" Garrett joked.
Kristen giggled and poked him. "Smart ass."
"Well, you said anywhere."
There was a short period of silence before Kristen got a quirky smile. "You're hard again."
"Huh?" Garrett muttered, trying to act stupid.
Kristen gazed down at the obvious protrusion in the blankets. "You have a hard-on silly...just like you did yesterday and last night....and this morning...and this afternoon and dozens of times in between I'm sure. " she giggled flirtingly.
"Yeah, it does get like that a lot." Garrett blushed.
"Well, that's because it's trying to tell you something."
"Tell me what?"
Kristen looked into his eyes with a innocent smile. "What do you think? When a penis gets hard it mean it needs to be masturbated to orgasm. Sweetie, when was the last time you took care of yourself?"
"Yesterday morning," he answered.
"Yesterday morning?! Garrett Hill, you can't be serious." Kristen said sympathetically.
"Well, we've been kinda busy, Mom."
"I know, baby, but you need to make sure you always take time out of your day for things like that...no matter what's going on." Kristen said.
Garrett glanced towards the door. "Well, I guess I could go into the bathroom and take care of it real quick."
"Don't be ridiculous. This is your bedroom. You shouldn't have to retreat down the hallway every time you need to masturbate." Kristen said.
"I know, but now that we're sharing a room and everything, maybe I..." Garrett started then his mom cut him off.
"Hey, we had this discussion yesterday. Erections and masturbation are a perfectly natural part of life and we're both grown adults, remember?"
Garrett still seemed a bit uncomfortable. "I know, Mom...it just seem a little weird, that's all."
Kristen smiled as she sat up and tucked her legs to one side. "You're just silly. Scootch over here and lay your head on my lap."
Garrett slid over and rested his head against his mom's legs. He felt the breath being sucked from his lungs as he caught site of the underside of her protruding breasts through the flimsy nightie looming over his face. Kristen peeked over the swell of her enormous boobs, smiling down at him.
"Are you comfy?"
"Yeah," he whispered.
"Which hand do you use to stroke yourself off with?" Kristen asked.
"My left."
"That's what I figured. Bring it up here to my mouth," she said.
Garrett brought his hand up and Kristen spit out some saliva into it. "That should get you started until your penis starts leaking out it's precum."
"Ohh umm...okay." Garrett muttered, his heart pounding. "Holy fuck, was this really happening?" He thought.
Kristen stroked his cheek tenderly. "Hey...I want you to just relax and give yourself some pleasure okay? Just like you would if I wasn't here."
Garrett nodded, then reached under the comforter, where his hardness had already found its way out of the fly in his boxers and was standing tall and proud.
He coated the tip with Kristen's spit and started to twist his fist around it. As he began jerking on his rod he looked up again to find his own loving mom smiling down at him.
"There, now doesn't that feel better?" She whispered.
"Yeah." Garrett muttered.
Her big gleaming green eyes were enough to make him melt. "I'm so glad we can share this," she said.
Kristen looked over and watched the blanket rise and fall from her son's jerking. He gradually increased his pace and she looked back down at him, then again at the blanket. Garrett could see the thrill in her expression.
"Oh that's it...make it feel good, sweetie," she said.
Garrett gazed up at the underside of his mom's breasts. Two huge curves of tit-flesh that he was making tremble from his steady fisting.
A lewd creamy sound filled the room as precum now trickled in a constant stream from Garrett's piss-slit and lubricated his shaft.
Garrett mustered up enough courage to ask his mom the unavoidable. "What about you, Mom? You must need to...you know, masturbate too sometimes."
Kristen giggled. "More times than I like to admit."
"Well...you can always join me you know."
Kristen fed him a quirky little smile. "That wouldn't...bother you?"
Garrett smiled, still stroking steadily. "Why would it bother me? This is your bedroom too right?"
"True...guess I shouldn't be afraid to follow some of my own advice huh?"
"Lift up a sec." Kristen slid out from under him and replaced her lap with a comfy pillow for her son.
She sprawled out on her back right beside him and slid under the covers.
Kristen turned her head and kissed Garrett on the cheek. "Are you sure you don't mind if I masturbate with you?"
"Of course not," he answered, trying to conceal his excitement.
"And promise me you won't tell anyone we did this. I mean it sweetie, it's just between us okay?"
Garrett nodded as he watched his mom slip her hand under the blanket. "Don't worry, Mom...I'm not like Cassie. I can keep my mouth shut," he giggled.
"Your sister has the biggest mouth on the planet." Kristen joked.
"I won't argue with that."
"Mmmmhhh." Kristen sighed as she started rubbing her engorged clitoris.
If Garrett's penis wasn't throbbing before, it certainly was now. He felt it flex in his gooey fist.
Mom and son looked up at the ceiling as they stroked on their genitals. Garrett could hear his mother's sharp QUIVERING BREATH as she pleasured herself beside him.
"O-o-ohh yeah, this is soo nice!" Kristen said in a sighing whispered.
Garrett kept a steady pace, jerking on his throbbing cock-rod. "Yeah it is."
Kristen lets out a SHARP BREATH, jerking her head to one side and throwing her knees back. Garrett could see her arm shaking rapidly and knew that she was frantically rubbing her pussy beneath the covers.
"Ohhh...feels soooo good," she whispered.
Garrett felt his mom's free hand slide into his and they interlaced their fingers together. She squeezed his hand tightly as she let out another quivering GASP.
Suddenly Kristen winced and arched her back. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!!!"
It was the most amazing thing Garrett had ever seen. There he layed on his back stroking his big dick and watching his own busty mom flop around like a fish beside him. It was almost surreal.
"OH SHIT SWEETIE, I'M CUMMING!" Kristen's little voice cried, trying not to be too loud.
She continue her relentless assault on her clit. Her gorgeous mommy-body bounced on the mattress a few more times, then she rolled onto her side against her son.
The hot mom let out a muffled grunt against his bare shoulder. "UUUNNGGHH!!"
"Oh wow, Mom!" Garrett muttered, stroking furiously. His peter was so fucking hard it felt as though it was gonna take off like a rocket.
With her hand still tucked down between her legs, Kristen rolled up against her son's chest. She stared off into space, her eyes glazed with lust, a look of wild euphoric pleasure washed acrossed her face.
"I need more," her voice quivered softly.
One of her silky legs slid across Garrett's dick and before he knew it, his mom was litererally on top of him with her face against his neck. He could feel her little hand tucked inside her panties, rubbing swiftly across her love button. He was now reaching up under one of her legs, keeping a tight stroking grasp on his cum-lathered organ.
Kristen let out a little WHIMPER and Garrett could see her luscious ass start to do a little bounce up and down beneath the covers. He slid his free hand across her back, as if holding onto her. His entire bare chest was plastered in soft squishy tit-flesh and he could literally feel them sloshing between them.
"OH DAMN!" Garrett's voice muttered.
Kristen's fingers were pushed down between her clean-shaven labial meat, frigging her clit in rapid little circles. "Ohhh sweetie, I'm gonna cum again!"
Her ass flew up and down as if it were riding an imaginary cock. Garrett bucked his hips as if he were fucking up into an imaginary cunt. The bedspring began to squeek as their clinging bodies bounced together in wild mutual masturbation.
"Oh shit, Mom!" Garrett sighed, his balls churning.
He felt his mom's warm smothering flesh begin to convulse. She let out a muffled girlish cry into the nape of his neck. "OHH GARRETT!!"
Kristen was struck with one of the strongest orgasms of her life and Garrett was no question only moments away from experiencing a rush of pleasure he never dreamed possible.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum too, Mom!" He muttered.
"Oh God...Ohh shit, baby cum with me!" Kristen said in a crying whisper.
Kristen's sexy mommy-body bounced atop her teenager as thick ropes of semen erupted from Garrett's piss-slit, splashing up against the comforter. "UUUNNGGHH SHIT!" He grunted.
While his penis spit gysers of gooey semen, Garrett thust his hips, making his mom's voluptuous body bounce and her big tits CLAP against his chest. The headboard began to BEAT repetitiously against the wall.
Doug was almost asleep when he woke to the THUMPING against the wall. "What the hell?"
After about a dozen dull KNOCKS the noise stopped. Doug carefully slipped out of bed and into his wheelchair. He pushed himself out into the darkened hallway and to the closed door that was Garrett and his wife's.
He listened for a moment and could barely hear what sounded like heavy breathing. He tapped lightly on the door. "Kristen?"
There was no response so he KNOCKED a little harder. "Kristen!!"
"Doug? Honey, what's wrong?" Came his wife's voice from inside the bedroom.
He tried the door, but found it locked. "Can I come in for a second...the door's locked."
After about a half a minute Kristen opened the door just a tad and looked out. She was back in her silk robe. "What is it, what's wrong?"
"I just heard a knocking...sounded like it was coming from in here."
Kristen could feel gobs of cock-cream seeping into the crack of her ass, cascading across her butt hole and down the backs of her legs. "A knocking?? Honey, Garrett and I were almost asleep. Whatever your heard it wasn't coming from in here."
"Well I could have sworn it was coming from the other side of the wall."
Kristen fed her husband patient smile. "Sweetie, this is your first night back home in months. I'm sure it's gonna take some time to get used to all the creaks and knocks again. Just try to get some rest okay?"
"You're right babe. I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight." Kristen said as she closed and locked the bedroom door.
Garrett watched his mom step over and turn on the bedside lamp.
"Well someone had a strong orgasm...my ass is absolutely drenched." Kristen said with a giggle.
"Sorry. Want me to go grab a washcloth?"
"No, probably not a good idea. You're father heard the headboard pounding against the wall. If he saw you fetching a washcloth I think it would be pretty obvious what we were up to in here, don't you?" Kristen asked.
"Yeah I guess your right."
Kristen placed one of her bare feet on the bed and started rubbing Garrett's cock-cream across her silky leg as if it were a lotion. "That's ok...semen is rich in vitamin E...makes a great moisturizer for the skin."
"Are you serious?" Garrett giggled.
"Yes I'm serious. A lot of women love using male ejaculate on their skin. Not only that, but I've read articles that say that semen ingestion is also good for women. It has sugar-based enzymes that help lower stress." Kristen explained.
Garrett couldn't tear his eyes away from his mom's shapely tan leg which seemed to shimmer with silk-softness as she reached out and applied a healthy dose of spunk. "So by ingestion...you mean swallowing it?"
Kristen giggled. "Yes swallowing it, goof-ball. How else would a woman ingest it?"
"Yeah but doesn't that stuff taste nasty?"
Kristen gave him a questioning look. "You mean to tell me you've never tasted your own ejaculate."
"No way...that's just seems gross!"
Kristen giggled playfully. "It is not gross. You just need to try it and you'll see what I mean."
"Too late, Mom...it's already all over your legs."
Kristen lowered her foot back to the floor and placed her hands on her hips, making her big busts protrude outward.
"Oh what a shame...well I guess we'll just have to make more then, won't we?"
"Right now?"
"Yup, right now buster...and don't tell me you can't. You're a healthy teenage boy, so I know better." Kristen said, grabbing his hand and playfully pulling him from the bed.
"Where are we going?" Garrett giggled.
Kristen jumped up on his back piggy-back style, making her son reel back and forth for a moment. "Into the mancave, loverboy!"
Garrett carried his Mom over to the closet. He started to turn on the light, but she stopped him. "No, leave it off."
"Mom, it's pitch black in there."
Kristen nibbled on his earlobe. "So what's wrong with that...you afraid to play in the dark?"
"Fine," he said, stepping into the closet.
Kristen slipped off his back but took his hand and held it as she reached back and closed the door behind them.
"I can't see a thing now." Garrett said.
Garrett's mom giggled and gave him a wet smacking kiss on the chin. "I know...fun isn't it?"
She grabbed the waistband to her son's boxers and slipped them down his legs until they fell to his feet.
"Geez, Mom!"
"You can't masturbate with boxers on, goofball." Kristen said.
Garrett felt his mom twist around and his erection bumped against her ass and slip up under her nightie. As she backed against him, Kristen took her son's other hand and guided both his hands under her gown and onto her soft hips. Garrett felt the tiny straps to her G-string.
"Your turn...pull em off," she whispered.
"Pull what off?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.
Kristen giggled. "My panties silly."
"Oh," he muttered, then slipped his thumbs under the straps and pulled them down until he felt them fall to her feet.
Kristen quickly pulled off the nightie and stepped out of her panties. She turned towards toward her son and threw her arms around his neck. As her big bobbling breasts melted against his young chest Garrett's breath quivered with excitement.
"Guess what?" Kristen said softly.
"What?"
She hugged him tight, mashing her warm tits against him and bringing her lips to his ear. "We're both completely naked," she whispered excitedly.
Kristen felt her son's cock twitch and throb against her tummy. "Are you ok with that?" She asked.
"Yeah umm sure." Garrett answered.
"Me too," she said softly, then pulled him deeper into the darkness, past the silk curtain. "Let's get to the swing."
They blindly felt their way to the swing and Garrett stumbled onto it and sat down. Kristen let out a playful little SCREAM as she fell forward onto him, her big naked tits mashing up against his lean teenaged chest.
"Shit, I hope that wasn't too loud. This certainly isn't the time for your father come investigating strange noises again," she said.
"That's for sure. I think he'd be a little shocked." Garrett said.
"His naked wife laying all over their masturbating teenaged son...I think so." Kristen giggled.
Kristen's hip slid along Garrett's shaft as she straddled one of his legs. He could feel the heat of her genitals and a neatly trimmed patch of pubic fuzz tickle the top of his leg.
"You better start stroking that thing, sweetheart. It feels like it's gonna blast off like a rocket ship," she said with a little giggle.
Garrett reached down excitedly and starting yanking on his throbbing pecker.
"Do you need some spit, love?" Kristen asked softly.
"No...it's leaking plenty." Garrett answered.
"Mmm, that means being naked in the dark with mommy is getting someone excited..."
"Good," she said, laying flat against him and resting her head on his chest, just under his shoulder.
"Put your other arm around me." Kristen whispered.
Garrett stretched his free arm around her, feeling the smooth bare skin of his mom's back. The lewd creamy sounnd of cock-stroking filled the air.
"I noticed that you like to stroke your penis really fast. That must be how you like to make love to a girl huh?" Kristen said.
"Y-yeah, well no...I mean I don't like for it to end quick," he answered.
Kristen giggled. "Well of course you don't sweetie. Just because you like to make love hard and fast doesn't mean you're racing for the finish line. That's why they call it monkey sex."
"Monkey sex?"
"Yeah, monkey sex, you know, the kind of sex that leaves clothes all over the place, bed sheets torn, things broken, the nieghbors complaining...and an odd scatch or two." Kristen explained with a little giggle.
"Wow, well I'm not sure I've gotten to experience any of that yet."
Kristen lifted her head, stroking his shoulders with her long nails. "Maybe not, but I'm sure it's the kind of sex that you think about while you stroke...isn't it?"
Garrett got a big grin, continuing to jack his rock-hard dick. "Maybe."
He felt his mom's big squishy boobs slide up his chest as she brought her face above his. He sensed that her lips were very very close.
Kristen whispered soft and seductive. "I'm sure you lay there at night...pulling on it and thinking about a sexy girl...kissing you..." she said, then gave her son a wet peck, letting her luscious lips close against his.
"Licking you..." she said, then gave him another lip smacking kiss...then another...then another.
"Ummmhh" Garrett moaned, his body shuddering with wicked excitement as his hand flew up and down his cum lathered shaft.
After the last kiss Kristen stayed close, letting her lips barly graze against her son's. "Ssssucking you," she whispered, then fed him another kiss.
Kristen planted a few wet kisses on his cheek and moved her lips to his ear. Garrett's hips started rocking up and down as he stroked on his pulsing dong.
His mom spoke softly into his ear. "That's my baby, you're FUCKING her hard now, aren't you? You're fucking her tight slippery pussy hard and fast just the way you like to."
Garrett's head spund and his heart about leaped out of his chest. Never in his life had he heard his mom use the F word, especially not in the way she just did.
"Ohh geeez, Mom!!!" He muttered, as his cock seemed to stretch another inch.
Kristen gently slid her hand down the side of his body and down between his legs. She planted her middle finger between his balls and butt-hole and started to massage his perineum.
Garrett's balls jumped and he felt his scrotum tighten. "O-H-H-H WOW, MOM!!"
"Does that feel good baby boy?" Kristen asked.
"Uhhh-huh."
"And you don't mind mommy helping a little?" She asked lovingly.
"Nooo way!" Garrett muttered.
She kissed back up his cheek and planted a series of soft wet pecks on his lips. "Oh sweatheart, I love you soo much."
"Oh God I love you too, Mom and I'm feeling really really good." Garrett muttered.
The whole situation, as mind-blowingly erotic as it was, seemed almost surreal to Garrett. Alone in the darkness, masturbating naked with his own mom, while his father was right down the hallway. What a rush!
Kristen's kisses were wet and tender. "Oh Garrett," ...kiss. "My baby,"...kiss. "My sweetheart,"...kiss, kiss.
"O-h-h Mom, I'm gonna cum!"
"YESSS,"...kiss, kiss. "Oh sweet baby, cum all over us!" Kiss...kiss...kiss...
It was all too much...his fingers, his mom's fingers, tender kisses, warm fleshy mommy-tits smothering his young chest.
Garrett grunted as the first huge milky blast rocketed out his piss-hole and sailed four-feet in the air. HHHUUUNNNGGHH!!!!
His young body jerked as rope after hot creamy rope squirted from his lance and splashed down on him and his mom.
"Ohhh honey, you're squirting sooo much." Kristen said, planting a few more kisses on his moaning lips.
Garrett had shot huge loads before, but never anything like this. As his mom's two fingers rubbed against his taint it was if she were pulling more and more cum from his balls.
"Ohhhh shit," he finally sighed, as the last of it oozed out onto his belly.
Kristen's finger stopped and her hand slid up and cupped Garrett's soft scrotum. She gently clutched his balls and let her long nails slowly rake across the tender meat of his nuts. "I bet they feel so much better now, don't they?"
"Yeah...oh God yeah." he answered, still catching his breath.
Kristen released his sack and let one of her long nails tenderly drag up the underside of her son's shaft. His cock twitched and his breath quivered as her nail scraped across the super-sensitive cock-head.
She reached the pool of cum on his chest and began rubbing it against him like a lotion. She could feel streams of spunk running down in between her tits.
"Sorry, I think I really made a mess." Garrett said.
"Mmmm, it's a good kind of mess." Kristen answered, coating her son's chest with it. "Here, open your mouth."
Garrett opened and his mom's finger swiped a big warm gob of his own cock-cream onto his tongue. "Gross," he said, swallowing it down.
"It is not." Kristen said with a giggle, scooping up more and sucking it into her own mouth. "It's yummy."
She fed him one more tender peck on the lips. "Let's go get back in bed."
Kristen stood up and after Garrett stood he felt his mom once again clutch her tiny hand around his scrotum. She tugged gently, leading him by the balls to the doorway.
"Shouldn't we get dressed?" Garrett asked.
"No," she whispered.
The moonlight placed a warm magical glow in their bedroom and the first thing Garrett made out was his mom's tan bare buttocks. It swayed seductively only a couple feet from his bobbing erection.
Kristen's cute little bare feet padded against the floor as she walked her son over to their big bed. She gave her son's balls a quick squeeze before letting them go and crawling up onto the mattress.
Garrett couldn't help but stand there , mouth agape, watching his naked mom crawl towards the center of the bed. Her luscious ass, her clean shaven snatch, her huge dangling tits...they were right before his eyes.
Kristen paused reached her hand back for him. "Come on," she lovingly whispered.
It was all like a wild erotic dream to young Garrett as he took his mom's hand and climbed in bed naked with her. Kristen slept close to him that night, her big squishy bare breasts plastered against him.
"Good morning." Kristen said as she joined her husband and daughter in the kitchen.
"Well, welcome to the land of the living. You're usually the first one up in the morning." Doug said.
Kristen poured herself a cup of coffee. "Yeah, I think all that work moving rooms around finally caught up with Garrett and I."
Doug took a second to run his eyes down his wife's luscious legs down to her sexy little bare feet. Just the site of her in that short silk robe always made his heart skip a beat.
"Well how bout a nice relaxing day at the beach. I can call the clinic, they can bring the van and wheel us right over."
"Oh honey that would be great, but Garrett and I have plans to go to the fair today." Kristen said.
"Well, cool then...how bout we all go?"
"YEAAAHH!!" Cassie cheered.
"Uh, that's a no, young lady...you got to go yesterday," Kristen said.
"Well so did Garrett."
Doug tried to smile through his next comment. "You and him sure have been spending a lot of time alone together the past few days."
"And Mommy was sitting on Garrett's lap." Cassie chimed in.
Kristen gave her a stern glare. "Hush!"
"You were momma, you were sitting on Garrett's pee-pee."
"Young lady!" Kristen said in a scolding tone.
With an overdramatic pout Cassie turned and stomped out of the kitchen.
Kristen sat at the table and crossed her legs. "It's a good thing she's so damn cute, it makes all the whining half-way tolerable."
Doug noticed Kristen's robe had opened slightly when she sat, revealing a good deal of cleavage. "So...you slept naked last night huh?"
Kristen took a sip of coffee, feeding him a quirky smile. "And what makes you say that?"
"Well last night when you came in and said goodnight I could have sworn you had on a nightie on under your robe."
Cassie peeked around the corner. "Please, please can I go?"
This time it was Doug who glared. "Cassie, you heard what your mother said, now drop it."
With a whine Cassie diappeared again.
Kristen took another sip of coffee. "You should go talk to her, see if you can cheer her up. She went almost two months without seeing you, Doug. It might be good for just the two of you to spend some quality time together today."
"Yeah, I suppose," he said, wheeling himself away from the table.
Before he could pass her, Kristen stuck out one of her legs, blocking his exit. She gave him sweet smile, batting her eyelashes. "I love you."
They both leaned forward and kissed. "And I love you...but you still didn't answer my question." Doug said almost playfully.
Doug found himself strangely aroused at the idea that his wife might have actually slept naked with their own son. The fact was, he himself was a horny teen once and could only imagine what is would have been like sleeping in bed naked with his big breasted mother.
Kristen smiled almost guiltily then gracefully curling her naked leg back under the table. "Stop asking a billion questions and go calm your daughter."
After Kristen and Garrett left Doug watched a Disney movie with Cassie, until she did what she always did while watching movies and fell asleep.
The fact that his wife was naked under her robe this morning was eating away at him so he decided to snoop through her and Garrett's bedroom a little.
Because they were in such a rush to get to the fair the bed was still unmade. Doug went to the closet, Aka. The Man Cave. Laying on the floor just inside the door was his wife's little nightie, the one he was sure she was wearing the night before.
A little further back was her panties, laying right next to Garrett's boxers. It was pretty clear that his wife and son were taking off their clothes together in here. Strangely, he found himself grabbing his own flaccid dick and giving it a few tugs.
He wheeled over to the bed and studied where his wife and son had slept. There was nothing out of the ordinary until he lifted the blanket and saw huge ribbons of dried spunk plastered against the underside of the comforter.
"OHH YEAH...OH GOD FUCK ME!!"
Misty, Doug's sister, arched her back as she came, thrusting her big tits up against the young man on top of her.
"OH, MISSES YOUNG...OH SHIT!!" The 18 year old cried as his dick went off like a cannon inside her.
A few minutes later the youngster was throwing his clothes back on as Misty lay there sucking on a cigarrette.
"Wow, Misses Young, that was soo awesome," he said.
Misty's cell phone began to go off. "Well don't think that just because I'm giving you an A on that test that you don't have to do your homework. I want those assignments turned in tomorrow."
The young man threw on his shoes and hurried towards her bedroom door. "Right on, Misses Young. See you at school."
Misty answered her cell. "Hello."
"Hey Sis, it's Doug."
Misty got a big smile. "Dougie...how's my big brother? Glad to be home I bet."
"Yeah, that damn hospital food just wasn't doing it for me." Doug said, making his sister giggle. "Say are you um...busy today at all?"
"No, I have to grade a few papers, but Steve's still out of town on business so no big plans. What's up?"
"You still good with that camera?"
Misty laughed. "Are you kidding, photography is my passion, you know that."
"Well I have a huge favor...and it may seem kinda weird, but I...uh...I promise I'll explain later."
In the late afternoon Doug greeted Misty at the door.
"Hey," she smiled, seeming her cheery self.
"Aunt Misty!!" Carrie shouted, giving her Auntie a big hug.
"Hey Kiddo, how are you?"
Cassie was all smiles. "I went to the fair yesterday and it was fun."
"Awesome." Misty answered.
"Pumpkin, I need to talk with Aunt Misty so I need you to play in your room for a bit ok?" Doug said.
Carrie threw on her trademark pouty face. "Awwww!"
Misty rubbed her cheek. "Tell you what, when I'm done talking to your dad I'll come hang out with you for a bit ok?"
Doug and Misty went to the table in the kitchen. "Well, how did it go?" Doug asked.
His sister seemed a little hesitant. "It went well...I guess. Not really sure why you had me following them all day."
"So you got some pictures then?"
Misty gave her brother a quirky smile. "Yes, I got your pictures."
Misty propped her ipad up on the table and opened her images. The first picture was taken a little distance behind Kristen and Garrett as they strolled through the fair. Garrett was in his usual shorts and t-shirt. Kristen was wearing a tan mid-thigh length crochet sweaterdress and matching wedge heeled flip flops. As they had been a lot lately, they were holding each others hand tightly.
"I followed them through the fair most of the morning." Misty said, flipping to another picture.
This one was of the two embracing as they stood inside a little alcove between two tents. Kristen had her armed wrapped loosly around her son's neck and stared up into his eyes. They definitely looked more like lovers than mother and son.
"They were kinda hard to follow. They seemed to wander off into these private little spots a lot." Misty said, flipping to the next photograph.
Doug glared at the picture. "Yeah that's kinda what bothers me."
"Bothers you? What do you mean?" Misty asked.
"Well, don't you think they look a little too...intimate, for a mother and son?"
Misty giggled. "Dougie, what are you trying to say?"
"Nothing, just umm...let's see the next one.
This was a closer picture of Kristen standing in the same spot, but laying her head against her son's chest. It was completely obvious by her content expression that this was a woman who was absolutely in love.
"So is that all those two did was stand around and hug all day?" Doug asked.
Misty flipped to the next picture which was of Garrett and Kristen sitting off by themselves at a picnic table with a big umbrella over it. Kristen was sitting sideways with her smooth tan legs crossed over her son's lap. She had the tip of a big popsicle in her mouth and seemed to be giving Garrett a naughty stare.
"How's your popsicle?" Garret asked.
The tip slipped from between her pouty lips. "It's long hard and juicy. Kinda sounds like something else we were giving some attention last night, doesn't it?"
Garret giggled. "Sure does...and I think the juice part was pretty much all over us."
"Well, this popsicle juice would get all over us too if I let it. That's why I'm licking it..." Kristen said, then ran her long pink tongue up the length of the popsicle.
"And sucking it..." she continued, stretching her ovalled lips around it and sucking it into her mouth. "It keeps the yummy juice sliding down my throat and into my tummy."
As Garrett's sat marveling, Kristen stared into his eyes and slid the entire treat into her mouth. Seven inches of icy goodness disappeared in her warm mouth and throat.
Garrett's heart was racing and his cock had already become a throbbing slab of iron in his shorts.
She slid the popsicle back out of her mouth. "Long hard things don't make as big a mess if they're being licked and sucked on properly," Kristen said, squeezing the tip of her son's lump between her fingers.
Misty flipped to the next picture of Kristen excitedly pulling Garrett towards one of the carnival rides. "They did go on a few rides. Their favorite seemed to be this one, called the tunnel of love."
"How do you know it was their favorite?" Doug asked.
Misty raised an eyebrow. "Well for one, they went on it two times, back to back."
She flipped to another picture of Garrett and Kristen sitting inside the car of the ride, which was shaped like a giant heart. Kristen looked excited and was snuggled up next to him.
"As long as their no ghosts or ghouls in this ride I'll be fine." Kristen said as she squeezed her son's arm.
"Wrong ride, Mom. This is the tunnel of love, not the tunnel of horror."
Kristen poked him in the ribs. "Smart ass."
The car moved forward through some double doors painted like a big box of candy. "HOLD ON TIGHT TO YOUR SWEETHEART...HERE WE GOOO!!" A voice on the speaker said.
Once inside, the car moved along a tunnel with a painted scene of Lovers Lane, which was fluorescently lit.
The chorus of "Do you love me?" by the Contours was playing loudly. Kristen rocked her body to the beat of the music, making her soft tits brush back and forth against Garrett's arm as she held it.
A painting of trees opened up and their car continued into another tunnel. This one was of clouds and little flying cupids, warmly lit so it seemed as if they floating through the sky. Soft romantic music filled the tunnel as the car slowly moved through it.
The voice again came over the speaker, calmer this time. "ARE YOU HUGGING LOVERS...BECAUSE THIS IS THE TUNNEL OF PASSION."
The entire car leaned back a little. Kristen giggled then looked at Garrett playfully. "You heard what he said."
She slid one of her legs across his lap and coiled her arms around his neck. The feeling his Mom's huge breasts flattening out against his chest never failed in making his heart leap.
Mom and son rested in a passionate embrace as the car of the ride seemed to hover through the tunnel.
Suddenly doors in front of them opened and the music became a fast paced disco beat. Big lips, of all colors seemed to fly across the surface of the walls. "IT'S TIME FOR KISSSSSSSEEEEESS!!!" The speaker voice announced.
Garrett and Kristen's heart shaped car began to slowly spin and rock. Kristen let out a cute little SCREAM and started giggling as they were swung around.
"Now just how am I suppose to kiss on you if they're gonna swing us around like this?" She asked playfully.
"Guess they wanted to make it a challenge." Garrett answered.
She brought her face up close to his. "Well I'm kissing you dammit and I don't care how difficult they make it."
Kristen started planting kisses on her son's lips. A few times as they were rocked around she missed and kissed his chin or forehead. The two them giggled at her failed attempts.
The car suddenly leaned way back and froze. Multicoclored lips raced by above them. Kristen's face hovered over Garrett's. This was his mom and he could see the thrill in her eyes.
"Finally," she said, then planted a wet kiss on his lips, then another...then another.
Pecking kisses were a commom thing his mom gave him growing up, but these were different. With each smacking kiss Kristen seemed to be closing the wet of her lips around him. There were many times that he even felt her tongue. They were more like sucking kisses.
The car began to rock again and the speaker voice sang:
"UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN...ROUND AND ROUND...HERE WE GOOOO!!
The car moved through another set of doors.
This room was full of hearts and had a painting of two birds kissing as they were perched together on a tree.
"Awwww." Kristen said as she saw the painting.
A young girls voice sang a familiar rhyme.
"TWO LITTLE LOVE BIRD SITTING IN A TREE...K-I-S-S-I-N-G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES BABY IN THE BABY CARRIAGE."
The final doors opened and Kristen and Garrett were carried out into the sunshine and back to where they started.
"That was fun." Kristen smiled.
"Yeah it was."
She squeezed his arm. "Let's go again."
Garrett had a raging hard-on. He certainly wasn't going to object. "Okay."
Within moments they were racing back into the tunnel of love. "HOLD ON TIGHT TO YOUR SWEETHEART... HERE WE GOOOOO!!
As soon as they were inside the Lovers Lane tunnel Kristen giggled and quickly straddled Garrett, facing him.
Garrett was beyond excited at this point as he found his face brushing against her huge tits. "Geeez, Mom," he laughed.
As she did before, Kristen began to move to the beat, bouncing against the underside of her son's erection.
Garrett's face was nearly nestled in her cleavage and he looked up to see her gazing down at him, mouthing the words to the song.
"Watch me now, Oh (work, work) Shake it up, shake it (work, work)"
Each time the she mouthed the words (work, work) Kristen would bounce her panty covered twat against his aching cock.
"Ah shake 'em, shake 'em down (work, work)
"Ah, a little bit of soul now (work, work, work)
"Ah shake it, shake it, baby (work, work)
Kristen thrust her tits out, smothering his head into her cleavage and for the next line of the song, she got the wildest sluttiest look Garrett had ever seen.
"Ah you're drivin' me crazy (work, work)
Garrett's cock was leaking and twitching. Even through the layers of thin fabric he could feel the heat his mother's genitals each time she dropped against his lap.
"Ah, don't get lazy (work)"
They moved into the second section of the tunnel, the one with romantic music and painted clouds. "ARE YOU HUGGING LOVERS...BECAUSE THIS IS THE TUNNEL OF PASSION."
The car tilted back and Kristen's tits once again rolled out like soft dough against Garrett's upper chest. Their faces were close and they were locked in a gaze.
Kristen's big beautiful green eyes were glazed over with lust. "Are you my lover?" She asked tenderly.
Garrett breath was rapid with excitement. "Did you want me to be?"
She brought her head down and nustled it in the soft of his neck. "What do YOU think?" Kristen whispered.
Garrett looked up at the passing clouds. Here he was on a carnival ride smothered in the soft warm flesh of his own mom as she lay on top of him. He could feel the heat radiating from her genitalia as it lay up against his blood engorged phallus.
He glanced down and could see his mom's silky tan legs folded on both sides of him and the flair of her wide birthing hips. The experience was absolutely euphoric.
Before they knew it the car moved into the next section and the roar of the disco beat. "IT'S TIME FOR KISSSSEEEESS!!
Kristen giggled and held on to her son as the car started to spin and rock. Straddling her son like this, she almost felt like she was on a mechanical bull.
"Oh my God, I hope I don't fly right off this thing. Hold onto me, love," she said playfully.
Garrett wrapped his arms around her waist. Their genitals were grinding together and Kristen could feel the bulging underside of her son's prick-shaft sinking down in between the warm folds of her outer labia, with only a thin layer of panties separating their flesh.
Each time the car rocked and spun Kristen's huge boobs would tremble and slosh against the lucky teen beneath her. Garrett couldn't help but be mesmerized by how they bobbled around, right up against him.
Kristen brought her face down and gave him a wet sucking kiss. "Come on now boobie-boy, we're suppose to be kissing."
He shared her kisses and they became longer and longer. Finally, with one such kiss Garrett felt her tongue slip into his mouth. It slithered across the top of his, then twisted down underneath it, inviting it to dance.
Garrett's tongue came alive and wiggled awkwardly at first. It was immediately clear to him that his mom had a very long and very experienced tongue. Her pink snake was taking the lead, twisting and fluttering and Garrett did his best to keep up.
"Mmmmmmhhh." Kristen moaned softly as she made out with her baby.
The car rose up, leaned way back and froze. Kristen lifted her chest from her son, raking her long red nails down his lean chest. Garrett watched as she sat straight up, her eyes closed and her enormous mommy-tits thrust way out, stretching the top of her dress to the bursting point. She looked like a Goddess, proudly straddling her steed.
Their overheated genitals were crushed together and when Kristen felt her son's strong rigid dick flex against her quim, it sent her into another world.
"OH MY GOD!" Her voice quivered, as she threw herself back down against him.
"OH FUCK I NEED YOU!" She exclaimed as she started kissing on him.
The car began to rock and spin and Kristen humped her hungry pussy against Garrett's big dick.
Garrett's face became smothered between her tits and he felt her deperate grinding as the car rocked wildly.
"Holy s-s-shit, Mom!" He mumbled.
"UP AND DOWN, UP AND DOWN...ROUND AND ROUND...HERE WE GOOOO!!" The speaker voice sang.
As they rocked and spun into the last tunnel Garrett felt his mom's body buck and tremble. "OH GOD GARRETT, IM CUMMING ON YOU!" Kristen screamed.
It became clear to him that she was using his brick hard dick to grind against her clit...and it was fucking awesome.
"TWO LITTLE LOVE BIRD SITTING IN A TREE...K-I-S-S-I-N-G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES BABY IN THE BABY CARRIAGE."
Kristen slipped off her son and sat back down beside him, just before their car exited the tunnel.
Misty flipped to another picture which showed the two just as they exited the last tunnel. Kristen had her eyes closed, her head leaned against her son's shoulder and looked to be catching her breath.
Doug stared at his wife. "Jesus, she looks like she just..."
Misty giggled. "Oh Dougie, don't be ridiculous."
"So were they still there when you left?" Doug asked.
"No, they left the fair about one o'clock."
Doug glanced at the clock on the wall. "One o'clock? That was almost three hours ago. Did you follow them?"
"Yes."
"Well where the hell did they go?"
Misty seemed almost hesitant. "They went out to Lover's lake."
"Lover's Lake! Why would they go way out there?"
"I don't know." Misty said.
"I thought you said you followed them??"
Misty nodded. "I did but, I was afraid of them spotting me so I came back into town."
Doug got quiet and slowly wheeled himself away from the table. Misty turned her ipad so that only she could see and clicked to the next picture. It was a photo of a blue Honda Pilot tucked in a little cove of trees and brush.
"I just don't know what's going on with those two." Doug said.
Misty clicked to the next picture, which was taken right next to the Honda. Since there was no tint to the windows she could see right inside. THE PICTURE WAS OF GARRETT, LAYING NAKED BETWEEN HIS MOM'S LEGS IN THE BACK SEAT.
"OHH GARRETT, FUCK ME HARD!! PLEASE FUCK ME HARD!!" Kristen cried.
Garrett's ass bounced and bucked as he fed his throbbing peter down inside his mom's warm creamy hole. Kristen threw her knees way back, spreading her saddle wide open for her son to ride in. Her dress was already off and her tits were spilling nearly out of her bra.
"Ohhh my God!" The lucky teen muttered.
Kristen clutched onto her son's ass with her long red nails and pulled him even deeper inside the burning liquid furnace of gripping vaginal flesh.
Garrett thrust and whimpered. He could feel his cockhead turn slightly upward as it struck the wet spongy head of Kristen's cervix.
"Oh baby! Oh Garrett, it's soo hard...soo deep!" Kristen panted.
Misty lowered the camera, her mouth agape. She was in a state of delighted shock as she watched her nephew and sister-in-law go it in the back seat of Kristen's SUV. She could see Garrett's heavy balls beating repeatedly against Kristen's butt-hole as his juice-slickened cock slithered in and out. Kristen's clean shaven cunt lips stretched obscenely around her son's rod, clutching around the root of its strong rigid girth.
Misty marveled at how her sister-in-law's legs were wrapped snuggly around the young teenager, like a strong silky-smooth tan harness locked around him. She watched kristen's toes curl as the heels of her sexy little bare feet bounced against Garrett's bucking ass.
"Oh baby...I love it...I love it...I need it. OH GARRETT, I'M CUMMING!! I'M CUMMING ON THAT BIG BEAUTIFUL DICK!!"
Excited by his mother's squeals of passion, the big dicked teen drove his cunt-smothered pecker deeper and harder, humping his ass up and down wildly.
Kristen let out a piercing orgasmic SCREAM, nearly shattering the windows. Her quivering cunt walls screwed up tighter around thick unyielding hard-on, swallowing the teenaged dong in hot creaming mommy-twat.
She heard her son whimper and felt the first hot stream of cum splash against the ring of her cervix.
"OH-H-H MOM!
"Oh honey!" Kristen cried, cradling his verile young body between her thighs.
Garrett's cock was jerking and twitching, splattering huge milky ropes of cum inside the convulsing cunt as it rippled up and down the length of his shaft.
Finally...after emptying his load inside her, Garrett felt his mother's twat muscles relax their gasp on his slippery dick.
"Ohh wow." He muttered, resting against the soft warmth of her body.
Kristen continued to hold him, running her nails through the back of his hair as his head rested against her half-exposed breast. "Oh Garrett, my love...that was beautiful."
"It certainly was." Came Misty's voice through a crack in the window.
Startled, Garrett gazed back to find his Aunt Misty at the window with big smile.
"Oh my God...Misty?!" Kristen said.
"Just relax, Kristen, I'm not here to rain on your little fuck parade. You and I do need to talk though." Misty said.
A few minutes later Kristen was dressed and strolled over to find Misty waiting at her car.
"Sooo...what are you doing out here?" Kristen asked.
"Following you two. Doug is suspicious."
Kristen rolled her eyes and got an extremely perturbed look. "Doug has you out here following us? You've gotta be fucking kidding?"
"Nope, I'm not. He think's there's something going on with you and Garrett...and apparently, he's right."
Kristen laughed to herself and shook her head. "This is fucking UNBELIEVABLE!"
Misty stepped up and took her sister-in-law's hand. "Kristen, you don't have to worry. I'm not gonna rat you out, but I do wanna know something though."
Kristen took a moment to let her temper settle down a bit. "Ok...What do you wanna know?"
"What IS going on with you guys?" Misty asked.
Kristen smiled and lowered her head a moment, searching her core for the answer to Misty's question. "I'm in love with him."
Misty smiled back. "Well, that's great...but guess what?? So am I."
Kristen gave her an odd look. "With Garrett?"
"Yes with Garrett and don't act so shocked. I may be his Aunt, but you're his fucking mother for God sakes." Misty said, making both of them giggle.
"Well, he is handsome...and charming. I suppose anyone would think so." Kristen said.
"And from what I saw through the window, he's extremely well endowed." Misty added, making them giggle once again, like excited high school girls.
Kristen face beamed with pride. "Trust me, you're certainly right about that."
Misty looked a little more serious. "So...do you still love Doug?"
"Yes I love Doug. I'll always love Doug...and despite how this looks...I really don't wanna hurt him. Heaven's knows he's gone through enough." Kristen said with sincerity.
"Well you don't have to...your secret is safe with me...and it always will be...on one condition..." Misty said.
Kristen returned a little smile. She knew exactly what her sister-in-law wanted.
Doug looked at Misty as she sat at the kitchen table and put her ipad back in its case. "So then give me you're honest opinion...is there something going on with those two?"
Misty fed her brother a little smile. "Honestly Dougie...NO. I think they're just a mother and son and they're very close...and because of this new living situation, you're just letting your imagination run wild."
"Misty, I found what looked like cum stains...smeared all over the sheets."
Misty giggled. "What looked like cum stains. That doesn't mean that's what they were."
"They locked the door last night. Why would they do that?"
Misty laughed, walked over and sat on her brother's lap. "Dougie, stop! This is your wife and boy you're talking about. Mother and son. Do you honesty think that they'd fuck?"
"OH FUCK, MOM!!!"
Garrett stared up at his lust-crazed mother. Her huge naked tits leaped up and down wildly as she bounced on his loins.
"Ohh Garrett, fuck me! FUCK ME!!"
Kristen's ass rippled as it beat against her son's balls. His cock glistened and frothy juice dripped from his scrotum as his hard teenaged erection bored in and out of his mom's buttery cunt.
Kristen leaned forward, holding her son's shoulders for support. Slouched back the way he was, this put Garrett's face right between her big bobbling breasts. Shivering with excitement the young teen found himself licking and sucking the inside of one of her soft tan tits as the other one slapped against his cheek.
The little SUV was rocking and SQUEAKING as Kristen humped down hard on her son's dick. She clamped her juicy fuck-muscles around the brick-hard prick, milking the long blood engorged lance like only a middle-aged mom can.
"Ohh baby, you're gonna make me cream again!!" Kristen whined.
One of her gigantic tits jiggled across Garrett's face and he sucked the nipple into his mouth. Kristen shuddered as her son's tongue plowed acrossed her huge areola.
"OHH YES!!"
Like a bitch in heat, Kristen pounded her sopping slit up and down the rigid dong, making her ass CLAP relentlessly against her son's balls.
With his mouth stuffed full and his entire face smothered in spongy-soft tit-flesh, Garrett MOANED. His mom's cunt clamped shut like a vice, sucking and squeezing on the his throbbing fuck-muscle.
"I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!!!" Kristen cried.
As Garrett assaulted his mom's nipple with his tongue, he could just peek up over the bulging breast and see her pretty face red and contorted with pleasure.
Kristen's soft luscious body jerked and convulsed on top of her teen. She was cumming hard on her own son's big dick.
Seeing his own loving mom like this sent Garrett over the top and his cock began to spit. While milky cum pulsed from his penis, Kristen went from humping to grinding. She plowed the mouth of her womb back and forth across the spungy cock-head, while her son soaked it with huge jets of cum.
Garrett and Kristen arrived back home about 8:30pm. Cassie charged into her mother's arms. "Mommy!!"
"Hey sweetie, what are you still doing up." Kristen said, sharing a big hug.
"Watching TV with daddy."
Kristen shared a smile with her husband. "Awww, did you have a good time with daddy today?"
Cassie nodded. "Yeah, Aunt Misty came over."
"She did huh?"
Doug was quick to comment. "Yeah, she just uhh...stopped by earlier...just to say hi."
Kristen smiled, knowing her husband was full of shit. "Well wasn't that nice of her. I missed you to death, young lady, but YOU need to get to bed...school tomorrow."
"I know." Cassie moped, marching towards her room.
Garrett lingered for a bit, while his mom stepped over and gave Doug a kiss.
"So how was the fair?" Doug asked.
"It was great. The rides were really something this year...especially that last one...it had me screaming my ass off." Kristen said, giving her son a secret wink.
"Well, I don't ever remember you being into carnival rides. It must have been pretty a thrilling one." Doug said.
Kristen fed him a quirky little smirk. "You have nooo idea."
Garrett hung out in the man cave for awhile, chatting with his friends on the computer. He didn't even hear his mom come into the bedroom and close the door.
"Garrett, love, can you help me with something?"
Garrett rose from the swing and set his computer aside. "Sure, Mom."
He stepped from the man-cave and was startled as Kristen pounced onto him from around the corner. "GOTCHA!" She said playfully, pulling his polo-shirt up and over his head.
Garrett giggled. "What did you need help with?"
She unbuttoned his shorts. "Taking off our clothes. We're gonna take a shower."
Garrett seemed hesistent as his shorts and boxers dropped to his feet. "Together?? What about dad...what if he sees us?"
Kristen gave her son a playful smile. "Well, we'll just have to make sure he doesn't."
Her dress fell to her tiny feet and Garrett watched in awe as his mom stripped out of her bra and her huge hanging tits bobbled free. She pulled her dainty panties down those smooth luscious legs and as she bent forward, her big mommy-tits teetered back and forth. Garrett had seen some big tits online, but never anything this big in person.
When she saw his big peter quickly rising from his loins Kristen giggled and dropped down to her knees.
Garrett watched as his mom wrapped her tiny around the base of the stalk and started stroking his hot meat. She gazed up into his eyes with that cute little smile and brilliat green eyes. Son groaned...and Mom felt his prick ballooning in her fist.
"Mmmmm so nice," she whispered.
Kristen slid her fist all the way to the base, making the blood engorged boner stick straight out. She leaned forward and with her free hand, tucked her hair back behind her ears, out of the way.
That long pink snake slipped from her mouth and began licking at the swollen head of Garrett's cock. She sucked the throbbing knob into her mouth and began scrubbing it with her tongue.
"Ohhh shit, Mom." Garrett muttered excitedly.
As oozing spunk dribbled from the tip, Kristen's tongue soaked it up like a fleshy sponge. The delightful taste of her own boy's semen made her eyes roll back in her head.
The cock-hungry mom licked her way down the underside of the now rigid shaft, all the way to Garret's hairless balls. Her long strong tongue whipped back and forth across his nuts, soaking the big bag of cum filled flesh with her saliva.
"Ohh Jeeez." Garrett whimpered, his legs trembling.
Kristen licked her way back up and let the teenaged dong slip into her mouth. Garrett felt his cock encased in the liquid warmth of his mom's mouth. He felt her amazing tongue rolling and twisting around his meat as her lips slid up and back along the sturdy pole.
With his big fuck-steak crammed her mouth, Kristen peeked up at her son and gave him a cute little wink. Her tongue washed away the bubbly cream as it oozed from his piss-slit.
Kristen began to pump the base of his cock as she started sucking it loudly and hungrily. She let out a cute muffled whimper. She was a horny middle-aged woman, doing one of the things she loved to do more than anything...sucking dick.
She felt his balls tighten and let Garrett's cock pop from her mouth like a cork. She giggled, still clutching it with her hand.
"You like that huh??"
"Oh God yeah," he sighed.
Kristen stood up, but kept a firm grip on the base of his erection. "Come on, loverboy...shower time."
Doug was still in the living room watching a game. Behind him, in the hallway, Kristen peeked out of her and Garrett's bedroom. Quickly, the naked mother pulled her son by his dick across the hallway, her big tits bouncing and bobbling as she moved.
Doug heard his wife giggle playfully and the bathroom door close. He glanced back, but her and Garrett were already out of site.
Kristen turned on the shower, then turned and pushed her son towards the toilet.
"Sit down and I'll blow you some more while the water warms up," she said.
Young Garrett didn't have to be asked twice. He sat down on the toilet seat, leaned back and spread his legs apart. Kristen dropped down in between them and picked up where she left off in the bedroom.
Kristen watched her son's reaction as she opened her lips and took his long strong cylinder of flesh into her mouth.
"Ohh yeah, Mom...suck it." Garrett whimpered.
Kristen started lashing her long hot tongue around and around the fat purple head of his prick.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, rolling his hot spunk around in her mouth, savoring it's taste before swallowing it down.
She sucked his dick loud and sloppily, the shower drowing out the noise. Garrett's dong was bathed in hot drooling saliva. He watched his mom's lips fall closer and closer to his balls, her pretty brown hair waving around as she gobbled his throbbing cock.
The young teen felt a lot like a King with his hot middle-aged Queen kneeling at his phallis. His eyes traveled down the tan unblemished skin of his mom's back, the flare of the hips and the unbelievable curves of her big meaty bare buttocks. His heart pounded with wicked excitement. This was his own Goddess of a mom giving him head and she was totally falling for him.
"Ohhh mom that's amazing!" His voice trembled.
Kristen clutched her son's scrotum and messaged the tender balls with her nails. Her tongue went wild, her lips gliding lower and lower until her face was buried in Garret's crotch, her lips plastered against the root.
Garrett could feel his cock fucking in and out of his mom's hot throat. Kristen gagged a little, but then recovered, taking him right back down to the base.
"O-o-hhh shit!" The teen yelped, his cock flexing excitedly, his balls tightening in his mom's hand.
Kristen's mouth was a hot liquidy sheath plowing up and down her son's rigid pecker. Her lips and tongue worked in unison, hungrily licking and pulling on the throbbing penis as if trying to suck the meat from the bone.
"Awwwww shit, mom, I'm gonna cum!" Garrett groaned.
"Mmmmm." Kristen moaned, encouraging him to shoot his load into her sucking mouth.
Kristen felt the penis pulse in her mouth and the first delicious wad of hot cum splash against the back of her throat. She let the creamy cock-milk collect in her mouth until her cheeks bulged out, then she swallowed it down with two big gulps.
Again Garrett groaned as more jizz squirted from his piss-hole and splattered around his mom's long flailing tongue. For what seemed like forever to young Garrett his mom continued to nurse on his erupting prick, pulling every last drop of spunk that she could get.
Doug wheeled by Garrett and Kristen's bedroom, peeking his head in for a moment.
"Goodnight buddy," he called out, thinking Garrett was still in the mancave. "Garrett??"
Getting no answer Doug wheeled to the edge of the hallway and called across the house. "Garrett??" Still there was no answer.
Doug wheeled over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. He had to pound three different times before Kristen answered.
"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked, holding a tiny white towel over her enormous breasts.
"Have you seen Garrett? He doesn't seem to be in the house anywhere."
"He didn't say anything to me about leaving, but maybe he's outside."
Doug decided to ask a bold question. "Are you sure he's not in there with you?"
Kristen rolled her eyes and smiled down at him. "You're joking right? Doug I'm sure he's fine. Just go into bed I'll be in in a while to kiss you goodnight."
"Yeah, Okay."
Kristen closed the door, locked it, then jumped in the shower with her waiting son. "Just your father getting curious again. Just where in the world did you disappear to, young man?" She said playfully.
Garrett giggled as his mom stepped forward and threw her arms around his neck. "Probably out having a miserable time somewhere."
"Oh so that blow job I just gave you was miserable huh mister?"
"Yeah, just horrible." Garrett joked.
"Well maybe picking your mom up, pinning her against the shower wall and fucking her brains out will help liven your spirit's a little."
Garrett got a big grin, his heart about beating out of his chest. "How could it not?"
Kristen kissed him, letting her tongue dance with his. While they made out, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his teenaged dong. It was still brick hard, the big blue veins bulging obscenely along the shaft as it stuck way out from his loins.
"Hold me," she whispered, then gracefully jumped from the shower floor, wrapping those luscious mommy-legs around his waist.
Garrett held onto her thighs and turned them so Kristen's back was against the wall. Her lips were at his ear, her wet warm tits mashed against his chest. "Fuck me," she whined.
He snorted with lust as he felt her hand clutch his rod and feed it into her sopping honey-hole. A scalding liquid heat smothered the throbbing cock-rod as it searched for bottom.
"Ohhh honey!" Kristen sighed as she felt her hungry cunt stretch around the unyielding length of her son's spear.
Garrett started hard and fast. His need was urgent and so was hers. Neither of them wanted to be slow or gentle. As Garrett hammered his meat into her, Kristen clung to him, digging her nails into his shoulders. She fucked right back at him, their hips moving in unison.
Garrett realized he could be as rough as he wanted...his mom liked it that way. Her jerking hips signaled the brutal tempo she craved. As she panted on his shoulder, the young teen could feel her molten cream drenching his prick and trickling from his wobbly ball-sack. He hammered his cock harder...deeper...pounding against her cervix.
"Ohhh God baby, just like that, don't let up! Don't you dare let up!" She softly cried.
After about 15 seconds of lighting fast thrusting Garrett felt a sizzling burst of juice around his meat and his mom's body began to buck and tremble against him.
"OHHH GOD I LOVE YOU!!" She squealed.
He felt her warm soft body tightening up around him, her motherly arms and legs constricting around his young body like an anaconda. It was like she was trying to pull his whole body into her core...trying to become one flesh, like they had once been.
Her tits were plastered against his chest, but he could still feel them sloshing and rippling. Her cunt was squeezing and convulsing around his plowing erection, soaking it in orgasmic fuck-oil.
His body was smothered in the glistening golden brown flesh of his own clutching mom. His cock was pounding into her slick gripping cunt. He wanted this thrilling moment to last forever, but his balls simply wouldn't allow it. Her strong muscled cuntal tube was just milking his cock too hard.
"Ahhhh fuck, shit, aaaagghhh!!" He softly roared, jetting his cum inside her.
"Ohhh God baby, I'm cumming again!" Kristen whimpered, burying her face into her son's neck.
Their wet bodies jerked and writhed together as their wild mutual orgasm went on and on. Garrett felt like he fucked a gallon of cum into his mom. At this very moment there were in fact millions of tiny tad poles fighting to get inside her womb and fuck their way inside her egg.
Kristen opened the door to find her husband sitting in the hallway waiting. "What are you still doing out here, numbskull?" She giggled.
"Why would he think it's okay to take off somewhere without telling one of us?"
Kristen smiled and strode towards him. She had nothing but a bath towel around her and her hair was still damp and slicked back.
"Doug, he's 18 years old...he's not a little boy anymore."
"Well he's still living under this roof, so he should have enough respect to--"
Kristen cut him off. "Honey, stop! You're getting yourself all worked up again."
She walked behind his chair and wheeled him towards the bedroom. "When he comes to bed tonight I'll talk to him...if that'll make you feel better."
Garrett snuck from the bathroom and stepped across the hallway.
"I may be in a wheelchair, but I'm perfectly capable of having a talk with our son."
Kristen leaned over and gave her husband a peck on the cheek. "Now, now, don't get snappy with me, Douglas."
Garrett stopped just before entering the bedroom and gawked at his mom. The was she was bent over made the towel creep up, exposing the bottom-half of her bare buttocks and her clean shaven clamshell. He could even see the puckered ring of her cute little butt hole.
Kristen peeked back at Garrett over her shoulder. She hungrily swiped her long pink tongue across her top lip and gave him a teasing wink.
The young teen's heart did sommersaults. He still couldn't believe that this was his own sweet mom fucking and teasing the shit out of him.
Kristen helped her husband into bed. She crawled up onto the mattress with him and her curled her smooth tan legs to the side.
"Can I ask you something?" Doug said.
"Of course you can."
He seemed hesitant, but asked anyway. "Does he hold you at night?"
Kristen giggled and shook her head. "Oh Doug."
"No, it's okay, it wouldn't make me mad...I mean, I know how much you like to cuddle."
Kristen gazed into his eyes with a smile. "Do you lay down here and imagine that he's holding me at night?"
"Well...honestly, yeah I guess I do." Doug answered, then seemed to be thinking hard on something.
Kristen could tell there was more. "What is it?"
"Ohh it's nothing, forget it."
"Doug, I will not forget it. Tell me what you're thinking."
He still seemed to have reservations. "If I tell you what happened you'll think I'm some sort of sicko or something."
Kristen smiled and rubbed his arm reassuringly. "I won't think you're a sicko."
"This morning after you left I ummm...I went into you and Garrett's bedroom. I saw his boxers laying next to your bra and panties and...I guess I just drew the conclusion that for some reason the two of you got naked together."
Kristen attempted to do some damage control. "Doug, I--"
Doug cut her off. "No let me finish. I think what surprised me more than seeing that and thinking that...was the way I reacted to it. In this twisted sick way...it was sort of exciting I guess."
"Exciting??" Kristen asked.
"Look. I know this might sound strange to you, but I was young once and I did happen to see my own mother naked accidentally on a couple of occasions. I'm not gonna lie to you, even though it was my own mom, it was extremely thrilling at that age. It's perverted I know."
Kristen shook her head, thinking seriously over his words. "No, it's not perverted. It's what boys do. It's how boys think."
"Well that doesn't make it right."
"Fuck right and wrong, Doug. It was your feelings...and you can't deny those, even if they seem wrong."
Doug still hung his head. "I know, but..."
"So what you're saying here is that when you found Garrett and I's clothes laying on the floor, the idea that he may have been getting to see his mom, me...in the nude...that aroused you in some way?"
Doug answered in an almost shameful tone. "I guess it did...yeah."
"Did it make you...did it give you an erection?"
"Not fully, but it definitely seemed to be on its way. I'm sorry babe, I shouldn't have told you this," he muttered.
"Are you kidding?? Doug, sweetie, this is progress. Yes it's a little out of the ordinary maybe, but I think whatever works at this point is what we need to focus on."
Doug giggled. "Kristen, don't be ridiculous. I'm not gonna have you getting naked in front of Garrett, that's just insane."
"Nobody said anything about me getting naked. I do think, however, if this is helping you to come alive again down there, then it's definitely something we should pursue further."
Doug seemed reserved. "I don't know...we'll have to think more on it I guess."
Kristen had the grin of a Cheshire cat. "Yes, we'll definitely think more on it."