Mom at the Roxy

At one point, my Mom demonstrated her deep-throat technique for Angie, something she was just learning how to do, with my coaxing. She nearly succeeded, but gagged slightly at the last moment.

I was in heaven. Their tongue strokes were warm and wet, and my cock was throbbing at their touch. I groaned with pleasure.

I think he'd like us to fuck him now," said Angie. "What do you think Jan?"

"I agree," said my Mom. "Which of us has first dibs?"

"Oh, I think you should," said Angie. "After all, you've never got to fuck him before."

I smiled at the irony of that statement. If she only knew.

My prick throbbed in anticipation as I watched my Mom squat over me, and slowly lower her herself onto me. With perfect, practiced aim, my cockhead hit the entrance to her wet pussy. She paused briefly, then with a low gasp, she continued plunging down, down, until my cock was buried to the hilt up her warm, wet cunt.

"Ohh, yeah that's it," I murmured.

She immediately began bucking up and down, and I groaned with pleasure at the sensation. I had fucked her so many times, but the added stimulation of Angie watching us nearly drove me mad with pleasure. The eroticism was increased when Angie knelt next to my Mother, and clutched one of my Mom's heaving, pendulous breasts in her little hand. She lowered her face to the erect nipple and began sucking the bouncing tit.

My Mom fucked me savagely, as the bedsprings squeaked beneath our writhing bodies. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead, and her face was flushed, as we raced toward our orgasms.

I gritted my teeth, and closed my eyes tightly in an effort to delay my climax. My body was tense. I wanted this moment to last. But her cunt muscles were beginning to pulsate around my erect shaft, and I was going insane with lust.

"OHHH GOD MOM...FUCK ME!" I cried with pleasure.

I opened my eyes in horror. My Mom's wet, humping cunt came to a halt on my thrusting cock. Her eyes were wide with astonishment, and she looked down at me, not wanting to believe that I had actually said it. But the look in my own eyes told me that yes, she had heard correctly.

My eyes darted toward Angie. She was still clutching my Mother's breast with her hand, but she had abruptly stopped suckling the nipple when I yelled out with passion. She turned to look at me, confusion crossing her face.

"What did you say?"

I couldn't respond.

She looked at my Mother. Their eyes met, and held. A flash of recognition crossed Angie's face. She gasped, and her blue eyes widened with shock and disbelief. She pulled her hand away from my Mother's breast as if she had touched a hot iron, and leapt off the bed. She backed away from us with horror.

She brought her trembling hands to her mouth, now open wide with astonishment. "Oh my god," she whispered. Her eyes were darting from me to my Mother. "Oh fuck. Oh my god." Her voice was trembling. Tears were welling in her eyes.

"Angie, wait..." I began feebly.

"Fuck you!" she shouted at me. Her voice was quavering with anger and shock.

"Please Angie. Let me explain."

But there was no explanation. I knew it, and Angie knew it. I watched forlornly as she hurriedly collected her clothing from the floor and got dressed. Without so much as a single glance at us, she left the room, the door slamming behind her.

I closed my eyes. Fuck!

My Mother was still sitting on my cock. With the shock of the last minute, I was only semi-erect inside of her.

But I felt her begin to hump up and down, tentatively at first, then with greater urgency, her wet pussy making squishing sounds along my rubbery shaft. I could feel my cock respond, as her warm cunt squeezed around me.

I looked up at her, and met her beautiful brown eyes. They were glazed with passion. I clutched her ass cheeks in my trembling hands and squeezed them in rhythm with her urgent thrusts.

"fuck me mom," I said.

The End
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