by Reed James
I groaned louder, so glad Jenny's bedroom was on the other side of the house. My bed creaked as I writhed. The juices flowed right into James's hungry mouth. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head as he licked and lapped through my hot folds. His tongue brushed my clit.
I jumped, gasped.
“Oh, yes! Mommy's big, strong son is so hungry for her pregnant cunt.”
“I bred this cunt,” he growled, sounding so proud.
“Yes!”
I squirmed, growing so hot. I humped against him, smearing my pussy on his face. His tongue dived through my folds, probing deeper and deeper while his hands slid between my ass and the sheets, cupping my butt-cheeks. His hands were so big.
And it was true what they said about boys with big hands.
My pussy clenched, eager to be filled by his cock after he had pleasured me. His nose brushed my clit as he rooted his tongue into my depths. He lapped through my folds, stirring them up. The pleasure built so fast.
I squeezed my big breasts. In eight or so months, my milk would start coming in. And then I could nurse my big, strong son again. I shuddered, eager for that intimate moment. My body convulsed as the thrill of our incestuous affair burned so hot through me.
“Mommy loves her big, strong son,” I moaned, my body shuddering, the pressure building.
His tongue flicked my clit.
My orgasm detonated.
Incestuous delight rippled out of my pregnant pussy. It washed through my body. My hands squeezed my tits while my juices flooded into his hungry mouth. He groaned, drinking my juices, his tongue sliding through my folds, drinking up every drop of my cream. He loved it. I could tell. He savored the sweet delight of my pussy juices.
I shuddered and spasmed on the bed, groaning through my teeth as the rapture burned so hot through my mind. The fire's heat peaked. I gasped, heaving a final time, then collapsed back on the bed, James squeezing my butt-cheeks.
“Oh, yes, that was sooooo good,” I moaned. “Now I need your big, hard cock in me.”
“Yes,” James growled, rising up my body. He rubbed his cock up and down my pussy then rammed it in me.
I shuddered, my pussy embracing my son's cock. He was back where he belonged: inside me. A small orgasm rippled through me, my pussy writhing about his cock as he drew back. I whimpered in delight, his strong body over mine, my nipples throbbing against the thin cloth of my nightgown, aching to touch his skin without any intervening barriers.
He kissed me. I loved my sweet musk staining his lips. It was such a naughty treat. I humped and writhed against him. He broke the kiss, groaning as he fucked me, his hands still squeezing my ass. That wonderful cock speared so deep into me, churning my pussy to a hot froth.
“Yesterday, I saw my girlfriend when I went out on my walk,” James said.
My pussy clenched, jealousy surging.
“And I told her all about fucking my mother. And breeding her.”
My eyes widened. “James! You promised.”
“Not to tell Jenny,” he groaned, his hips thrusting harder and harder. “And, Mom, my girlfriend thought it was so hot that I'm fucking you.”
“Really?” I asked, shuddering, my thighs tightening about his cock. I humped against him.
“Yes,” he groaned, slamming that dick over and over into me. “She came so hard on my dick. It excited her so much, she sent a gift.”
“What?” I asked, trembling. Why did this turn me on so much? I wanted him all to myself. And yet...the idea that another woman craved him made me so hot.
I made him. I made this women-pleasing stud.
“It's a surprise,” he groaned, slamming harder and harder. “Have to wait until we're done.”
“Yes,” I moaned, humping harder, grinding my clit into his pubic bone as he plowed his cock over and over into my pussy.
My hot depths embraced him. My next orgasm swelled so fast as his cock churned me. The friction burned through my body. He slammed his huge cock into me so fast, so hard. He was so much a better lover than my asshole ex-husband.
My fingernails bit into his back as I moaned, holding him tight to me. Our flesh slapped together. The bed creaked so loud. I loved the sounds as much as the union of our bodies. I kissed him again, tasting myself on him.
What would another woman taste like on his lips?
I bucked hard as my orgasm exploded through my body. I gasped at the sudden shock. It came over me so fast. My pussy spasmed about his cock, eager for more of his cum to spill into my pregnant pussy. My thighs clenched about his hips.
James broke the kiss. “That makes you so hot, huh?”
“Yes!” she hissed. “It does!”
“I bet you want to meet her,” James growled, slamming so hard into my spasming depths.
“Yes!” I howled without thought, the rapture boiling my mind. it drove me wild. “Cum in me!”
James's cock slammed into the depths of my spasming cunt. He grunted. His balls smacked my taint. And then they unloaded into me. I shuddered, my orgasm intensifying as his incestuous seed pumped into my depths.
I clutched so tight to my son as his cum filled me. There was so much jizz pumping into me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my head. I loved him spurting into me so much. I loved this moment, this union of our flesh.
It was heavenly.
“James,” I moaned. “I love you. Even if you have a girlfriend.”
“Good,” he groaned, rubbing his forehead on me. “I love you, too, Mom. Just like I love her. I love you both the same.”
I shivered. “You are just trying to drive me wild with jealousy.”
He laughed. “Maybe.” He kissed me. “Mmm, but it makes you so eager to please.”
“Always. I'm just a slave to your big cock. Mommy loves it so much.” I clenched my pussy on his softening girth.
“Now let me grab your surprise. I left it on the dresser.” He slid out of me.
I noticed the small, pink Victoria Secret bag on the dresser. He handed it to me, his cum trickling out of my pussy. “I want you to wear it all day, trapping my cum in them. I wanted them soaked when I see you tonight.”
I opened the bag and pulled out a dark-red pair of panties, made of such delicate lace with ruffles around the waistband.
“Yes,” I moaned, pulling on the panties right away, trapping his cum in me. “Good thing I showered last night.”
“Good thing,” James agreed. “Love you, Mom.”
“Mmm, love you,” I purred.
We kissed and then he slipped out of my room. I felt so sexy in my new panties. All day, his cum would be in me. I shivered, feeling like the naughtiest mommy who ever lived. Even naughtier than Cheryl, and she let her daughters and nieces fuck her son.
* * *
Jenny Wilson
The moment Mom was out the door, James bent me over the breakfast table. We had fifteen minutes before we had to leave the house and catch the city bus to take us to our college. This was our morning ritual now, a hot quickie to start the day. I was so glad Mom had to leave before us.
Though sometimes I wished she could stay and watch me be a slut in action. A slut for my older brother.
But it would give the old prude a heart attack. Her shriveled cunt wouldn't know what to do with a cock. It was the real reason she was so angry with me. I was having fun, and she knew it. She was so jealous.
“James!” I gasped as he pulled my pink tights and panties down my legs and off my feet, popping my shoes off in the process. “What are you doing?”
“I have a surprise for you,” he said. Then he dropped a Victoria Secret bag on the counter before me. “A new pair of panties for you to wear after we fuck. I want them trapping my cum in all day.”
“Oh, James, that's so wonderful,” I moaned as his cock rubbed at my wet pussy. I grabbed the bag, pulling out the panties as he sank into my cunt.
I shuddered at the sight of the skimpy, bright-pink thong he bought me. It was a T-back that would make me f
eel so naughty wearing it under all my innocent clothing. Only my brother knew what a slut I was, just the way I wanted it.
“I love it, James,” I squealed as he pumped his cock in and out of my cunt, stirring me up. My juices dribbled down my thighs as he drove into me, his balls slapping into my clit.
“Glad you like it,” James groaned. “My girlfriend chose it.”
My pussy clamped down hard on his dick. “Your what?”
He did not just say that word.
“My girlfriend,” he groaned, working his cock so hard and deep into my pussy. I shuddered, looking over my shoulder at my big brother. “And she thinks it is hot I am fucking my little sister.”
“Hot?” I asked, my heart racing. “You're...cheating on me?”
“Not cheating,” he groaned, the friction burning in my pussy as his thick cock reamed my pregnant depths. “I love you.”
“And...that makes it okay?”
“Well, I can't date you in public, can I?” James asked, sensations rippling out of my cunt. “I need a girl, too. People will start to talk. I'm not nerdy enough to be a virgin.”
“But...” I bit my lip. It was so hard to think with his cock stirring me up. “A girlfriend. What about me?”
“I told you,” he groaned, working that wonderful dick over and over into my pussy. “She's cool with it. It makes her wet. She wants to get together.”
“What?” I groaned. “Who is it?”
“That's a surprise,” he groaned. “Damn, you are so tight. I love fucking your pussy.” He grabbed my butt-cheeks, spreading them apart. “And your ass is so tight. She lets me fuck her ass, too.”
My heart beat so fast as the pleasure rippled through my body. What should I do? What if I objected and told him he could have no other girl? Would he abandon me for this other girl? A girl he could date in public. A girl he could even marry. Have kids he could acknowledge. Give him things that I couldn't. A life together. And what did that leave me?
Would I just be his lover? And only if I let him see this other girl and... have a threesome with them.
Alicia loved having sex with her sisters and Clint. She said it was so hot to share her big brother, to lick his cum out of a girl's pussy, to feel her tongue lapping through her messy folds. A hot shudder ran through me.
“I...” I opened my mouth, James's hands still playing with my ass. “You can fuck my ass, James. You know I'll do anything for you. I love you.”
“I love you,” James said. “So much. And I love her. I love you both. Do you believe that?”
“Yes,” I moaned. Clint loved Melody, Alicia, and Pam the same. It wasn't impossible. “I just...”
“Wanted to be selfish?” James asked as he pulled his cock out of my pussy and slid it up through my butt-cheeks, smearing my cream along the way.
“Yes!” I moaned as he rammed into my asshole.
His cock, greased by my juices, slid in so deep. My bowels clenched around him as he worked his cock over and over into my asshole. The table creaked. I shuddered, the burning friction in my bowels igniting a fire my cunt. My orgasm swelled as I pictured the other girls at school, wondering who he could be fucking.
Maybe it was Michelle Young. Her father was James's soccer coach, and she liked to help out with the team. She was his age, and so cute with her flaming red hair. She was so precocious. Or it could be Carmelita, the sexy Hispanic girl that all the boys drooled over, or her little sister Juana who was in my English class. Carmelita was a Junior, an older girl, just the thing that might attract James's interest. Or maybe it was Maria Reenburg. She was James's partner in his science class.
It was so hot imagining James fucking those girls. My bowels clenched around his cock. I clutched the thong in my hand as juices dribbled down my thighs. I shuddered, bucking my hips back into my brother's thrusts.
“Who is it?” I moaned.
“It makes you hot, huh?” James asked, leaning over me, ramming his cock so deep and hard into my bowels. I loved it.
“Yes!” I groaned. “I don't know why, but... Yes!”
“Good,” he groaned. “I want you thinking about it all day. Your pussy growing so hot wondering who she is.”
“You're so bad,” I groaned, shuddering, my bowels clenching on his dick. “Oh, fuck, cum in my ass, big brother! I want to feel you in me all day long!”
“Just like she does,” he groaned, thrusting so hard, his balls smacking over and over into me. The burning friction in my asshole boiled my pussy.
I came.
My bowels writhed about my big brother's cock. I groaned as he kept plunging into my depths. Juices gushed hot down my thighs, perfuming the air with my tart musk. I shivered, James groaning at the pleasure racing through him.
He rammed so deep and hard into me, the table creaking. I shuddered, my mind consumed with incestuous rapture. And then his cock erupted. He fired into my bowels' depths. My impregnated pussy spasmed harder as I savored his cum in me. I stared at the thong. I would wear it all day, letting it soak with his cum. It would be so naughty.
And then mom could wash it and know I had been a slut again. I didn't bother hiding it from her any longer. What was the point? She already thought the worst of me. And it made me so hot every time I dropped a pair of cum-crusted panties into the hamper bin.
She had no idea it was James's jizz on them.
* * *
James Wilson
“Still wearing those panties?” I asked Jenny about ten minutes before Mom should get home from work.
“Of course,” she grinned, wiggling her hips as she stood in our living room, evening darkening the window behind her. “And your fresh load has leaked out of my pussy and really soaked them.”
We had fucked when we got home from school an hour ago. “Good,” I grinned. “I need them. My girlfriend wants to see the proof.”
Jenny shivered. She bit her lips. “That's really...”
“Hot?”
“Messed up,” She finished as she peeled down her pink tights and the pink thong I had given her this morning. “What are you up to?”
I grinned at her as she handed over the thong. It was soaked in my cum and her juices. It was such a sodden mess.
She shook her head at me. “I'm going to Alicia's to study. Her older sister's picking me up.”
“Melody?” I could still see her milk-laden breast in my mind.
“Zoey. The eldest.”
“Oh, yeah. I heard she was a lesbian. There were all sorts of rumors about her and Stefani.”
“Oh, she is,” Jenny grinned. “But they also both fuck Clint.”
“Damn,” I groaned.
She bit her lip. “You want me and...your girlfriend... Together?”
I nodded my head.
A car horn honked. Jenny pulled up her pink tights and put on her shoes. I gave her a kiss, then she was off to Alicia's, out of the way for a few hours. Clint had promised he would order Alicia to invite Jenny over so the plan could proceed.
And then, a few minutes later, Mom came home right on schedule.
* * *
Dr. Bernice Wilson
I gasped as my son grabbed me the moment I opened the front door. He kissed me hard, pressing me against the wall. I shuddered, my heart racing with a mix of fear and exhilaration, my hips writhing. My panties were soaked from wearing them all day, his cum slowly trickling out along with my juices.
It was so exciting examining patients while my son's jizz filled me.
“James,” I gasped when he broke the kiss, panting for breath. “Jenny's home, she might—”
He shoved a pair of panties, a hot-pink thong, into my hand as he broke away. They were covered in cum. The style was something that Jenny would wear. Only I didn't recognize this pair of panties. They weren't one of hers.
“James?”
“I fucked my girlfriend before school and after school,” he grinned. “And she wanted you to have her panties. They are dripping in my cum.”
My e
yes widened. A hot shudder ran through me as he pulled me into the living room. I stumbled in my heels as he reached the back of the couch and pushed me over it. My bleached-blonde hair dangled towards the cushion. His hands grabbed my ass as I stared at the thong. His cum coated the skimpy cloth, fresh and creamy, so white. And the smell... Salty and tart.
His girlfriend's pussy.
“James,” I gasped as he hiked my skirt, exposing the dark-red panties he gave me this morning. He stroked my crotch, feeling how juicy I was. “We can't. Jenny's home!”
“She just went over to a friend's house to study,” he said. “We can do whatever we like.”
I shivered. “You mean she's seeing that teacher she's fucking!”
“She's at Alicia's. Her older sister Zoey picked her up just five minutes ago. Not a creepy teacher. Okay?”
Maybe Clint was the father of her baby...
James ripped my panties to the side and slammed his cock into my pussy. I gasped, clenching down on them, my hand squeezing the cum-stained panties. I shuddered, loving him in me as I stared at the thong.
“Lick them, Mom,” he groaned. “Taste my cum with another girl's pussy juices staining them.”
“Oh, god,” I panted as he plowed into me, stirring my pussy to a hot froth. “James... That's...”
“Hot?”
“Yes!” I hissed and shoved the panties into my face.
I inhaled, breathing in the intoxicating scent of tart pussy and my son's salty cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching so hard on his dick plunging over and over into me. Heat rippled out of me as I rubbed the panties on my face, smearing the cum on my lips, breathing in the tart musk. It was so hot. Another girl wore these panties.
And fucked my son.
My tongue licked out, sliding across the narrow band, gathering the tart-flavored cum. Another hot shudder ran through me as I licked again and again. I humped back into him, the couch creaking, my big breasts bouncing in my bra as he plowed me.
“That's it,” he growled. “I knew you'd like it. Lick it all up, you naughty mommy!”
“Yes,” I moaned into the panties, loving the wet feel on my face. I lapped at the cloth, sliding up the crotch. There was so much cum. I reached older jizz. It tasted sour. I recognized that flavor, too. “You fucked her asshole?”
