Top of the World

I started groaning as I felt her lips sliding up and down the shaft. She was holding my cock at its base and the remaining length of my cock was moving like a piston in her sucking mouth. I too rocked my pelvis back and forth meeting her rhythm. The whole room was filled with our incestuous groans.

I suddenly become conscious of my impending climax. Though, I would have loved to shoot my jism into her mouth, I had something different in my mind. I wanted to give Mike the best show of his life; I wanted him to see my mom getting fucked right in front of him. Fucking mom with someone peeping was such a tempting idea that I could not resist it. I knew if I let my cock blow inside her mouth, it would not be possible for me to recover immediately and I would fail to show my friend my prized possession.

Mother was still busy sucking my cock, her hand softly squeezing and fondling my hairy sack. She was expecting my load any time as suddenly she had increased her tempo. 

I tried to force her head away form my crotch. She was reluctant to move away from me but when she realized that I wanted to fuck her, she withdrew unwillingly. I tried to rise from my position, but she stopped me. She ushered me to lie on the sofa, and put a cushion below my head. I was lying flat on the sofa, my rigid organ jetting from my dark thatch and pointing towards the ceiling.

Then she was on top of me, pinning my torso between her thighs. I felt my erect cock touching the tip of her cunt, feeling the wisp of her wet thatch smoothly gliding over my cock head. She took hold of my cock and guided its bulbous head to her dripping cunt and with a slow thrust she lowered her body.

My cock stretched those rose petals lips and slowly entered the heavenly abode. She continued lowering her body driving my engorged cock deeper inside her wet twat. Slowly the whole length of my cock disappeared inside her delicious cunt. Her ass cheeks touched my sack, her soft wet bush mating with my coarse thatch. 

I realized suddenly, that the position in which mom was fucking me, she was directly facing the window behind which Mike was standing. I feared that mom might be able to guess his presence there. I looked at mom. She was gently riding me, raising and lowering her cunt along the length of my cock. Her eyes were filled with lust and she was moaning lightly. 

I soon realized that my fears were unfounded as mom was fully concentrating on her son's massive cock plunging in and out of her pussy. She didn't have any time to comprehend what was happening behind the windows. I felt relieved. I didn't know how mom would respond if she ever knew Mike witnessed her fuck session with me.

Mom's moans of pleasure were getting louder and louder. She was thumping her hips faster, alternately sucking and releasing my cock. The room was filled with the sound of a rigid cock entering and leaving a sopping wet pussy. She was dripping profusely and her juices were dribbling down to the base of my cock, to my bush, to my anal crack and to the sofa below it. 

I started thrusting my hips, trying to dig deeper into her pussy. Mom bent forward and grabbed my shoulder and lowered her body over my chest. She was now lying flat over my body, her stiff nipples rubbing across my chest. I lifted my hands and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her cunt further onto my shaft.

Mom cried in ecstasy. "OHHHHHH…! That's it! Fuck it deep. Tear my pussy."

I would have loved to tear that horny pussy and I was trying to achieve that, boring my cock deeper and deeper with each thrust, trying to reach her innermost depths. I could feel the wet sweat slithering between our bodies, beads of sweat dripping down my neck. I was gasping for air and mom's condition was no better than mine. She was wailing unashamedly with each plunge.

Time and again I drove my monster into her welcoming pussy and she responded with cries of pleasure. I thought of poor Mike, though he might not have heard our conversation, I was certain that he must have heard mother's cries of passion. I surely would not like to be in Mike's position.

Both of us were in such a state of rapture that we would have loved to prolong our fuck till eternity. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Reluctantly, I realized that the swelling in my balls was growing with every thrust. I was approaching my climax. Mom too was no better than I.

"OHHHH…! GOOOOOD!" Mom was writhing with pleasure. She had forgotten her thumping and been clinging to my rampaging cock. "GOD! I AM CUMMING!"

She cried in elation as her orgasm shot through her body. She dug her nails into my shoulder thrusting her hip forward to impale upon my cock. I continued pounding her. Her cunt throbbed around my cock finally triggering my own climax.

"Oh! Mom, I'm gonna shoot." I groaned digging deep into her lovely depths.

"DO IT. SHOOT YOUR CUM" Mom's voice was trembling with excitement; she tightened her grip around my cock. "Fill me with your seed son." 

I tightened my grip over her ass and pulled her near me. My cock exploded deep inside her divine depths, deluging her cunt with my molten charge. Mom further tightened her grip by closing her thighs, trying to squeeze every drop of jism out of it. I felt my cock jerking inside her soft clutches and spluttering jets of cum one after another. 

The jerking continued for about half a minute and during that entire period mom's cunt didn't released its grip. Finally, I loosened the grip on her ass. She slumped over me and we relaxed remaining in that position. I could feel my cock deflating inside mom's pussy and our mingled juices trickling down to my pubic hair. 

After a while, mom kissed me and moved away from me. My soaked cock came out of her pussy with a sloppy sound, gently flopping over my navel. Mom stood beside me; her cunt was still wide open and I could see a mix of our love juices drooling out of her cunt slowly tracing its path along her thighs.

I sat on the sofa and pulled mom to me, again burying my face into her cum filled pussy. I licked our juices off her pussy, savoring the slight acrid flavor of our spending, lapping at the cum oozing out of her pussy. Mom cried with passion, grabbed my head by the hair and pulled into her pussy. I forced my tongue inside her pussy to drink the cum remaining there. Mom's legs shuddered in newfound excitement and she collapsed on the sofa. I spread her thighs and bore my tongue deep into her pussy.

The doorbell rang twice, disrupting the silence prevailing in the room.

"Oh! Shit!" Mom jumped off the sofa. She ran to grab her bathrobe from the floor, and scurried to her room. 

I too was surprised by this sudden intrusion. Then, I recalled that I had instructed Mike to ring the doorbell as soon as our mating was over. 'Shit,' I thought. 'He could have waited for few more minutes.' 

Leisurely, I got up from sofa. I collected my shorts from the floor and put them on. I didn't bother to wipe my cock; Mike had already witnessed whatever had happened in our living room, so there was no need to pretend in front of him. I went to the door and opened it.

Mike appeared to be dazed. His face was flushed, and he was trembling with excitement, his eyes bulging in their sockets. The aftereffect of what he had observed a few minutes ago was too tumultuous for him to comprehend. He tried to speak, but words didn't come out of his mouth.

"So, how was the show?" I asked triumphantly. 

He was still dumfounded. I patted on his lap, brought him into our living room and let him sit on the same sofa where I had been fucking mom few minutes ago. 

"I… I… had never seen such a thing." He stammered.

"Did you like what you saw?"

"That was great." He seemed to have recovered a little. "I would love to see it again."

Suddenly, mom appeared in the living room. She had changed into a T-shirt and shorts. Mike watched my mother lustily. I was positive that he must have been visualizing my naked mom beneath her clothes. 

"Hello Mike." Mom appeared composed; it was hard to imagine by looking at her that the same woman was screwing her own son just a few minutes ago. "What would you love to see?"

Mike froze; mom must have overheard him. But, I knew there was nothing to worry. Mike hadn't uttered mom's name during our brief conversation. 

"Mom, Mike was telling me about a movie he watched this afternoon."

"What was that?" Mom asked.

I watched mom for a moment then looked at Mike. He was looking at mom. I smiled and replied. "What lies beneath?"

To be continued...