Adultery Mom's fun

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Spencer imagined his mom's tongue glazing his shaft with her saliva. He had never wanted her this badly. 

Breanna continued her tour of the package by sucking on each of his testicles. She heard the man groan. "Enjoying yourself?" She asked. 

"Yeeesss. Can I hold your tits?" 

"Please do." 

The man reached down and firmly gripped Breanna's breasts through her costume. Spencer still remembered the unworldly feeling of holding them in his hands. 

"Actually," Breanna halted, "close your eyes again. Do notpeek." 

This time, the man had an idea of what the surprise would be. But he would have to wait. 

Breanna rose from her knees. She removed the credit card, remaining cash, and her phone from her decorated top. Taking a step toward her son, Breanna grinned at him as she untied the back of her bikini. Spencer covered his mouth to stifle his loud breathing. He watched carefully as his mom lifted the bikini top over her head, letting her firm, mature breasts fall into place. They looked even bigger with her top off. 

The mom proudly admired her chest and then shimmied her shoulders to make her breasts sway. 

With one hand massaging the side of his face and the other massaging his penis, Spencer silently remarked, "They're perfect!" 

Her cheeks reddened, Breanna responded to her son's compliment by running her thumbs around her areolas and hardened nipples. Her speechless son shook his head in disbelief. Playfully winking, Breanna mouthed back in excitement, "I can't believe I let you hold them." She then walked back to the naked man against the wall. 

Breanna took the man's hands and placed them on her bare breasts. His body jolted. "Wow, they're warm." 

"Yeah, I'm horny," Breanna chuckled. "Open your eyes now." 

The man saw himself holding the firm, creamy breasts in the palms of his hands. "These are literally the nicest tits I've ever seen." 
"I get told that a lot," Breanna smirked. She dropped back down to her knees. "Well, I think that's enough with the foreplay. You really need to cum." 



Spencer watched his mom take the long erection back into her mouth. She made an expert blowjob look easy. Breanna sucked the shaft by bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, keeping eye contact with the mesmerized stranger the entire time. The only time she broke her rhythm and concentration was when she licked the knob of his cock while she regained her breath. 



Spencer had no idea how this guy was still holding out. Despite his mom's order not to cum, Spencer was uncontrollably masturbating. The sound of his moist balls slapping into his thighs was easily drowned out by the sound of his mom's fervently-messy oral and the pulse of the music. 



It had only been a minute, but the guy's eyes were rolling to the back of his head and his moaning was constant. Though the man was unable to even see straight, Breanna chose not to end things now. She let the erection pop out of her mouth, and she licked his knob again while staring back at her son. 



Breanna having a dick in her mouth while looking back at Spencer masturbating was intense for both the mother and the son. Breanna did notice an urgent problem, though, as her son was beating off as fast as he could. 



"Close your eyes," Breanna panted loudly, stopping the oral sex. 



"Ughh, I was so close!" The guy winced. He was not mad at Breanna, rather he was feeling the pain of being blue-balled. 



"Believe me, I know how close you were," she said, smugly. "Keep your eyes closed and don't move." 



The man did as she said. Breanna rose to her feet again and walked toward Spencer. He slowed his stroking, wondering why his mom was coming over this time. 



With the fans of the computing systems and the echoing of the club music creating enough cover noise, rather than having her son read her lips again, Breanna stepped right next to him, placed her hand on his far shoulder, leaned in, and pressed her lips into his ear. 



Spencer's body was electrified from the sensation of his mom's bare boobs were pressing into his chest and arm. He surprised himself by having the courage to bend his arm out and place it on her lower back. He listened to what his mom whispered in his ear. 



"Spence, ya gotta cool it with the jerking off." 


He whispered lowly into his mom's ear. "I know. I can't help it. You're turning me on too much." I'm glad to hear that. But you can cum to me at literally any other time. Right now, you need to stop. If you can't control it, hold your hands behind your back." 



"I swear, I'll try not to touch it." 



In a swift move, the mother covered her son's mouth with one hand and grabbed his throbbing dick with the other. Spencer's moans and gasps were muffled. 



"Shhh." Breanna instinctively moved over so that her chest was pressing into his. "You see how this feels?" The mom began grazing her manicured fingernails up and down her son's shaft. Her son nodded in stunned agreement. "I could touch you like this again, but only if you resist touching it. Can you do that?" 



Spencer was living a beautiful, twisted dream. He nodded his head, and Breanna removed her hands from his mouth and penis. 



"I know you like having my boobs on your body, but I should probably go back now," Breanna poked. 



"I love you," Spencer blurted out, in a barely audible voice. 



Just as Breanna was leaning away, she blushed again and firmly pressed her hard body into his. "I love you too, Spence. That's why I'm enjoying this so much. And one more thing..." 



"What?" 



"For future reference, when a woman, wearing nothing but a thong, walks up to you, presses her tits into you, strokes your cock, and tells you she loves you..." Breanna reached behind her and adjusted her son's hand, "That's probably a good sign you don't have to be nervous about feeling her up." 



Spencer was overwhelmingly infatuated, and his head was spinning. He looked deeply into his mom's eyes and squeezed the hand she had just placed on her butt cheek. A rush of emotion swept over Breanna, and she responded by romantically kissing her son's lips. 



Her son's eyes flashed open and then shut tightly. Feeling his mom's tongue exploring his mouth, Spencer massaged her tongue with his. They made out for more than fifteen seconds. 



The passionate, loving embrace was interrupted by a forgotten voice pleading, "I really hope you have something great planned. This is torture, ha-ha." 



The mom and son stared at each other, both trying their best not to crack up. 



"I actually have to get back now." 


"I can't wait to see what you do." 

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The mom and son broke apart, and Breanna stepped back in front of the nameless man. "I actually do have something great planned," she announced, seductively. "In my experience, men's loads are a lot bigger when I make them get close a couple of times before I finally let them cum. And I wanna know that when you blow your load that we got all of it out... You can open your eyes now, Sweety." 

The man opened his eyes to a blonde braid. Breanna was standing with her back turned to him. "Do not touch! Do notmove! I am not fucking kidding about that in the slightest. Do you understand?" 

The man had no idea what was about to happen, but he nodded profusely anyway. He grunted as Breanna shoved her nearly-bare ass into the warm flesh of his erection. 

The man found it difficult to keep his hands against the wall. He was desperate to grab her. The temptress, wearing nothing but a g-string and heels, was grinding into him as she did on the dancefloor. He felt he was on the verge of slipping inside of her, but the thin bikini string and the angle of his cock meant he could not. Breanna had not planned to dance on him at all, but it was the first surprise she could come up with that could justify such a long break. Plus, telling the stranger that she had been making out with her son seemed like an even greater risk than letting a thin strip of nylon be the difference between oral and vaginal sex. 



"This is so fucking hot. I wanna fuck you so bad," the guy purred. 



His impressive dick tapping, rubbing, and sliding against her bare skin felt phenomenal, but Breanna was dead set on it only being a blowjob. "I can tell you wanna fuck me," Breanna baited him, briefly bending over, "but you have the type of dick I'd rather have in my mouth." She stopped her dancing and spun back down to her knees. 



The man had no complaints. The stunningly-beautiful woman put his penis back into her mouth, for what he hoped, would be the grand finale. Breanna made sure to bob her head, to moan, and to flicker her eyelashes, ensuring that the blowjob would be every bit as sensual as she had promised her son it would be. Admittedly, Breanna also felt a cockiness that came with always doing an unforgettable job. 


It was only a short time before the man's eyes were, once again, rolling to the back of his head. Breanna showed no signs of letting up. "Fuck. I feel like such a fucking slut," she gushed before taking him in her mouth again. 

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I love how fucking slutty you are." 

"Fuck, yes. Talk dirty to me. Tell me what you fucking want from me." 

"I wanna cum in your mouth so fucking bad." 

Breanna's mouth pulled away in an instant. The man was tortured by being so close and the pleasure suddenly stopping. Spencer, too, was wondering what the hell happened. 

"Woah there, Cowboy, you aren't gonna get to do anything like that. I'm gonna hold your shirt up, and you can cum into that all you want." 

The man had let his expectations get too high. "Really? You won't swallow for me? You said you're a slut- All sluts like swallowing it and getting it all over their face? C' mon, it'll be fun." 

"Sweety," Breanna laughed awkwardly, "my husband is the only guy I let cum in me. And even he has only ever cum in my pussy. I have never let a guy cum in my mouth before, or anywhere on me." 

Listening to his mom, Spencer had no idea where she was going with this. 

"Seriously? Oh god, I was lookin' forward to it so fucking much. I can't believe you've never done that!" Breanna apologetically shrugged. "I actually kind of think cum feels gross. Have other women actually let you cum on them? Even when they barely knew you? I feel like you're making this up." 



The man was panting from the arousal and the anguish. "Yeah, slutty women always do that! If they don't swallow, they at least let guys cum on their tits or something. I can't believe you didn't know that." 



"Huh... So, I take it your one of those guysthat thinks it's hot to cum on a woman's chest? I don't think I've ever fantasized about that- like, I would just let your jizz fire all over my tits." 


The horny man pleaded, "Yeah, it's so fucking hot. I'd love to jizz all over your tits. Think about how much fun it'd be and how good it would feel. We should do it!" 
Breanna began massaging her saliva into the man's shaft with her hand, giving him some temporary relief. "I don't know... Well, I usually think it seems all gross, but for some reason today... Maybe it was how you were thrusting into me, or how you..." A nervous grin appeared on Breanna's face and she bit her fingernail. "No, no..." she laughed at herself, "That's insane! I can't do something for you I won't even do for my husband. It just seems insane. Literally, every guy I've been with has told me I have 'perfect tits' or 'the nicest boobs' they've ever seen. And they never got to cum on them. And then I let you, some random guy, just because of how you worked your cock in and how good it tasted, be the only guy to ever cum on my tits. It just feels wrong." 



It took every fiber of Spencer's being to not touch his erection. Spencer could now see how guys were easy to manipulate when horny. But his mom made it look effortless. 


The oblivious man, though, was determined to convince Breanna. It was already the best night of his life, and he had another once-in-a-lifetime opportunity kneeling before him. He stared down at the large chest of the gorgeous woman, who was way out of his league, and knew he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life knowing that out of all the lucky men she had satisfied, he was the only one she had let finish on her perfect flesh. 

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"I know it might seem wrong," he persuaded, "but don'tcha think it'd be fun to actually see how much you made me cum? You said you wanted me to have a bigger load. This way we can see how big it is." He was trying to think through the pleasure of the masterful touch coming from Breanna's hand. 

Breanna pumped his shaft a little faster. "Yeah... I guess that's true. You'd probably coat most of them," she joked. "Obviously, I'm here to have a good time... Do you really think it'd be hot for me, too? And this might be the only time I let a guy do this... Why should we do this now and me not wait for my husband?" 

The man fought through his moaning. "Yeah, of course, it's gonna be hot! I promise every guy wanted to do this to you. Now you can finally feel what it's like," he argued. "And you should definitely do it with me. I really need to cum. I really wanna do it. You said my cock's bigger, so I'll probably cum a lot more; that would be fun. And I can tell you wanna do it. I mean, your tits are already out. Now's the perfect time." 

"Oh fuck," Breanna laughed nervously, holding the side of her face. "I can't believe I'm saying this... This is crazy, but, I think I want you to cum on my tits." 

"Fuck yes!" the exuberant man, exclaimed. "You won't regret it." Spencer was enthralled with how his mom tricked a man into believing that he was getting the gift of a lifetime. Though, to be fair, he probably was. Spencer knew it was far from true, but it all still felt real. 



This was his mom's true power. A guy had assumed he could cum in her mouth, and he ended up thinking cumming on boobs would go down as the greatest highlight of his sexual life. Maybe she was right, Spencer thought. The reality did not matter; it was just about being turned on. 



On her knees, Breanna excitedly rubbed her hands together. "Okay, I guess how we should do it is I suck your dick like a fucking pro. And when I can tell you're about to blow, I just, I guess, pull it out and aim it?" 



The man nodded. He really needed to cum. "Sounds perfect. Just make sure you aim it right." 



"Ha-ha. Yeah, I don't wanna make you miss. And before we do this, I should probably know your name. I'm Breanna." She added her other hand to his package so she could roll his testicles while stroking him. 



"Ahh, god. And that's right, we never did that, ha-ha. I'm Mark. Nice to meet you, Breanna." 



"Mark- The only guy to ever claim Breanna's famous 34 double-dees." 


"I really like the sound of that. I wanna cum on 'em so bad." 
"I can tell," Breanna licked his shaft, vibrating her tongue. "Just make it worth it. Like I said, I hate cum, but I want yours for some reason. You're like the luckiest guy ever. So, Mark, you might as well give me the biggest load of your life. Just fucking make them yours. " She took his cum-filled dick in her mouth like a popsicle and refused to let go. 



Spencer watched on in blue-balled pain as, for the last time, his mom went to town on the random guy called, Mark. Mark's face seemed to freeze within thirty seconds of Breanna starting. He was about to erupt. 



Having toyed with both men in the room enough, Breanna was ready for the conclusion with Mark. Breanna batted her blue eyes and held the base of the swollen shaft in her hand. She held her lips around his cockhead and swirled her tongue rapidly, creating a suctioning force. It was her finishing move. 



"Ughh. Ahh, fuck!" Mark was mere seconds away. 


In one last surprise, Breanna took his throbbing erection out of her mouth and lifted her pillowy boobs around it, squeezing the shaft tightly between them. Mark could not believe the site of his cockhead poking through the top of the creamy, pink-nippled breasts. Breanna smiled up at him with wonderment. "Just fuck 'em, Mark..." Spencer watched the man thrust twice into his mom's cleavage and then begin to shoot ropes of semen into the air. It was much more satisfying than watching his mom through a window. 



Mark grunted and winced. His strings of gooey cum shot up into the sky and landed with a sticky thud all over Breanna's chest. He had even more in him than Breanna had expected. 



When all the jizz had settled, Mark was collapsed against the wall, gasping for breath. His cockhead was still pumping up a small flow of white cum. Breanna wiped the excess onto her breasts and sat back on her knees. 



While Mark was dazed and breathing heavily, Breanna quickly twisted toward Spencer and showed her son the large mess, expressing her surprise at the volume. 



When Mark could finally see straight, he looked down at a satisfied Breanna. He chuckled at how crazy his night had been and what he had just done. 



Breanna laughed too. "Goddamn, I can't believe we just did that!" 


"Wow... I know, right?! Look how covered you are, holy crap! You let me titty-fuck you too. I'm shocked you even knew how to do that." 

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"Titty-fucking? Ha-ha. That's a great name for it. I just- I dunno what came over me. I just wanted to put it in my tits. I wanted to do it with you." Nearly a third of Breanna's chest was covered, which was saying something. 

"I'm so fucking happy. This whole thing was amazing. You so look beautiful right now! Wow! And, so... How d'you like it?!" 

"Thank you!" Breanna beamed. "And, I have to say, this might be the hottest fucking thing I've ever done. Thank you so much. I look like a slutty angel! And I love the way your jizz feels and how it looks on my tits. I can't believe I've never wanted to do this before." 

"Ah," Mark panted, "so, are you gonna start letting guys do this now?" 

"Fuck no!" Breanna laughed. "You did it perfectly. Your dick fitted perfectly. I definitely like the thought of you being the only one." 

Mark had never felt so special. "Me, too." 

Spencer shook his head in amazement over the reality his mom had created for a random man just by how she talked to him. His mom did not work for a sophisticated company, and she had dropped out of an Ivy League college to marry Bill, but Spencer had no doubt that she was the most intelligent person in the family. Though Spencer had no clue why she did not simply swallow as she had done at the cocktail party, watching her put on that show was even more spectacular. It was also much easier to see. 



Using Mark's discarded shirt, Breanna cleaned the semen off of her body. She then picked up her bikini top from the floor and tied it back on. She rose to her feet and suggested, "I think it's time for you to get back to your friends now." 



Pulling his boxers and shorts back up his legs, Mark asked, "Do you wanna go get some food with me or something?" 



Breanna rolled her eyes. "I'm married. I don't go on dates." 



As Mark pulled his shirt over his head, Breanna shot a cocky, how-did-you-like-that gesture to her son. Spencer was trying so hard not to touch his swollen erection that he could only nod his red face in approval. 



Mark carried his sticky shirt in his hand. "So, I can see you again? I need to see you again! You might want someone to do this with again. And, like you said, it can only be me." 


Rolling her eyes again and smiling, Breanna handed him her phone. "Gimme your number, and if I want it again, I'll text you." That was enough to keep Mark's spirits high. "Thank you so much! Nobody's ever gonna believe this happened!" He turned towards the door. Spencer was barely able to duck behind his hiding place in time. 

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Wait!" Breanna shouted, seeing the close call. "Close your eyes." 

Mark was giddy, as every time he was told to close his eyes, he opened them to a better reality. 

Breanna walked over to Spencer. It seemed they both had the same idea. The mother and son hugged tightly and kissed in the same passionate way they had before. Breanna's arms were dbangd over her son's neck, and Spencer's hands held his mom's lower back and butt. After having resisted the urge to touch his penis, to the point of excruciating pain, the feeling of his throbbing erection being sandwiched against his mom's warm body provided sublime relief. 

When the kiss ended, an enchanted Breanna warmly smiled and pointed to an area under the desk. Spencer and Breanna reluctantly let go of each other. And Spencer silently waddled over to the desk to hide underneath of it. 

The clever mom then quickly propped up her smartphone on the desk using a thick, dust-covered book. "Open your eyes." 

Mark opened his eyes to see his image in the camera app of a smartphone sitting several feet away. Now out of Spencer's view, Breanna stepped next to Mark so that they were both in the camera screen. Look," Breanna was stern, "I'm gonna let you have this so that you can show your buddies and they will actually believe you got to jizz all over a woman like me. But I swear, if you post or share this anywhere, any prayer you have of ever seeing me again is gone." 



Clearly a fan of the idea, Mark promised, "I swear I'll keep it private." 



Breanna was content with his promise. And to Mark's surprise, when Breanna strutted over to the desk in her g-string, bikini top, and heels, she swiped the camera from picture to video. 



"Wait, are we-" 


Breanna nodded. "If it were just a pic, your friends might think you just paid for a photo with one of those cosplay chicks." Stepping into him and turning around, she said loudly, "Rub your cock into me like you did out there. Make me remember what why I sucked your dick and let you fuck my tits until you jizzed all over them." Spencer could not see, but he knew he had to be mishearing things. From what it sounded like, his mom was taking a video of her bending over and letting Mark thrust is drained, flaccid penis against her. "Oh yeah, keep doing that. I knew you'd grab them," Spencer heard, followed by a mumbled dirty talk from Mark's voice. Then there was silence. "That should do it," Spencer heard his mom say. He could hear his mom slide the heavy book back into place over his head. 



"Wow, and you're gonna send that to me?!" 



"Of course. Just sent it. And now, I think it's time for you to get back to your friends. I'm gonna stay here and get dressed." 



Mark profusely thanked her and the door opened. Spencer heard the door shut and lock behind him. 



"Well," a proud voice asked, "was that hot enough for you?" 


Spencer crawled out from under the desk and stood before his proud mom. "Yeah, but you- You just let him have a video of you. You just spent all of today getting a video deleted so I wouldn't show dad, and then now that guy can blackmail you." Breanna chuckled. "There's no chance that guy posts that video. And, Spence," she said more seriously, "I'm your mother- I know you better than you know yourself. You and I both know that even if I grounded you, you wouldn't have shown that video to your dad." 



She was right. Though, it did not make sense to Spencer. "You said you were so worried that I'd show him- Why'd you even do this, then?" 



Scoffing in a lightly-condescending way, Breanna sat down on the desk. "Seriously, Spence? You just watched me talk my way out of swallowing some random dude's load by convincing him that cumming on my tits was the best thing to ever happen to him. Ya don't think I was capable of turning you on and tricking you so I could spend all of today toying with you? I have to say, our day together was even sexier than I imagined." 



The son staggered backward. He struggled to find words. He could find nothing that disproved his mom's claim. "You planned all this? Why? What about all the 'stuff' you did with me?" 


Breanna reached out and guided her son's body between her parted legs, which were hanging off the desk. Spencer's face turned to stone when he felt his bare cock press into the steamy, moist material of his mom's thong. 

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Pressing her lips into her son's ear, Breanna asked, "Don'tcha think it's possible that after you told me how horny you got from watching me acting like a filthy slut for that guy, and how bad you wanted to fuck my brains out after, that maybe, just maybe, that turned me the fuck on like nothing else? Spencer, we're not here 'cause you blackmailed me. We're here 'cause I wanted you to see, up close and personal, how much of a sexy slut I truly I am. I wanted you to truly appreciate me and everything I could do for you. I wanted you to want me so bad you couldn't take it. I wanted this to be the greatest sex of our lives. And yes... I want you just as badly as you want me." 

Spencer could not respond. His mind was going so fast it felt like it was melting. His heavy breathing was uncontrollable. The son's erection twitched against his mom's thong-covered mound. 

"Ahhh, god," Breanna moaned. She kissed her son, and her son kissed her back. 

The mother and son's arms wrapped around each other. Their hands explored each other's bodies. Both of them moaned and panted from the passion and arousal of the romantic, sexual embrace. It seemed Breanna was trying to see how much of her tongue she could fit in her son's mouth. Spencer did not mind where her mouth and tongue had just been, because everything she had done was for their mutual arousal and pleasure. He massaged her tongue back. 



They made out carnally for minutes, unable to touch each other's bodies enough. "I love you, Mom" Spencer finally gasped. 



The beautiful mother wrapped her legs tightly around her son's body to make sure he could not slip away. She amorously breathed, "I love you, too. I want you so fucking bad, Spencer." 



They returned to making out, and Spencer began purposefully flexing his dick against his mom's soaked mound. Breanna felt him tapping at the gates. She blindly used her hands to pull at his tight pants. Spencer took the hint and unbuckled his utility belt. He kicked off his dark shoes and stepped out of his pants, all while being constricted by his mom's toned legs. 



"Take my top off," Breanna offered. 


Spencer reached around and untied the bikini top before pulling it over his mom's head. Her beautiful breasts were visible again. Eagerly, Spencer took her left boob in his hand and dove his head down. No!" Breanna caught her son. She quickly kissed him on the lips. "I swear, Spence, you can suck them as much as you fucking want. But wait 'til I clean 'em off." 



The son remembered what his mom had just done, so he happily held and massaged them while he enjoyed her lips. He then began thrusting his rigid shaft against the soft mound. He pressed in so hard that Breanna felt her bikini material slide in between her pussy lips and her son's cock graze the outside of her labia. 



"Ohhhhh, goddam! Take it off. Take it off. Take it off." Breanna released her leg grip. She leaned back, and she let her son disconnect the plastic belt around her waist and tug her thin thong down her thighs. 



The mother and son were naked, with the exception of Spencer's socks and Breanna's heels and accessories. Needing to place his mouth on something, Spencer got down onto his knees and plunged his head between his mom's thighs. 


Despite having little experience, Spencer intensely and tenderly made out with his mom's glistening, freshly-shaved pussy. Breanna was blown away that her son wanted to eat her out that badly. Spencer was not eating her out like he was simply trying to please her. He was eating her out to demonstrate her how in love with her he was, and it showed. 

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Breanna could not remember the last time a mouth had felt that good on her vagina. "Ohhh, Spence... You're amazing," she shakily groaned. "I love you so fucking much. I want you to have it all. Don't stop!" 

Spencer had no intention. His mom's nectar was intoxicating, and he wanted to drink it all. It was actually Breanna that halted the progress by grabbing her son's hair and pushing his head away. 

Her chest heaving and her heart racing, Breanna lifted her son's head up and leaned over to lovingly kiss him again. She held her forehead against his. "I want you inside me." 

Spencer kissed his mom back. He and his mom watched together as he used his hand to angle his cock into the inviting vagina. Breanna interrupted him. Her hand wrapped around his. "Let's do it together," she explained. 

Both of them moaned at the feeling of the cockhead breaking the entrance. They made eye contact as Spencer slowly slid the remaining six inches inside his mom's body. 

They held their bodies together and breathed. Despite the number of men Breanna had let fuck her over her life, this one felt distinctly different. She had a unique connection and a built-in love with her son that she could never have with another man. For Spencer, it was an irreplaceable moment. It was everything he wanted. Breanna started things off by again squeezing her legs around Spencer's waist, digging her nails into his back. She rocked back slightly, gripping her son's shaft with the muscles in her vagina. It was clear to Spencer that she wanted him to start fucking her. Spencer pulled out and thrust back in, hard. The slapping of their wet privates caused the drawers in the desk to rattle. Breanna was soaking wet, and she did not mind the force one bit. 



"Ohhhh, fuck!" she moaned. Spencer grunted as well. 



Spencer grabbed and held his mom from underneath by her round butt. He began pumping his hips in and out. Breanna bit into her son's neck, not just to relieve some of her pent-up emotion, but she wanted to leave her mark. She wanted everyone to know what she did. She wanted to leave her son with a reminder that he was hers. 


The mom and son fucked deeply. At times, Spencer lifted his mom off the desk and into the air to get even more leverage into her. Breanna often loved doing the work, but bouncing up and down on her son's beating dick just made her want to close her eyes, hold on, and savor every sensation. Spencer recognized how hard his mom had to work all day to be so crafty. He wanted to reward her in the way she deserved to be. Knowing his mom wanted him to fuck her, and that she wanted to fuck him, was even better than knowing his dream was coming true. 



Clearly not immune to human nature, Spencer and Breanna found themselves pounding together in sync with the musical beat that echoed through the walls of the server room. With each thump of the electronic music, Breanna's butt dropped down and smacked the top of the desk, her gushing pussy sliding into Spencer's nutsack. 



Both of them loudly moaned. They did not care if anyone outside of the room could hear them. 



"This feels so good," Spencer yelled. "You really know how to ride a dick," he dirty talked. 



But Breanna's dirty talk was better. "Oh fuck! Your cock feels so fucking good. I never want it to fucking leave me. Your mom's such a fucking slut, but she's gonna be her fucking sluttiest for you. Pull my fucking hair and tell me how bad you wanna cum in me!" 


Spencer summoned all his strength to hold his mom up with just one arm while he used the other to tug her blonde braid. "I wanna cum in you so fucking bad, Mom! I fucking love you. I wanna fuck you every damn day." Breanna moaned into his ear. "I'm gonna make sure you fuck me every damn day. Every single day I'm gonna tell you how bad I want it until you bury your cock deep into my pussy. You're not gonna be allowed to jerk off in the house anymore. If you wanna cum from that big fucking cock of yours, you come fucking find me, and I'll let you fucking rip my clothes off and take me on the fucking kitchen table." 



Breanna knew how to adjust her body on a penis to give herself the most pleasure. And she did just that. She wanted to orgasm when riding her son, both because she really wanted to, and so that he would know how insatiably horny he had made her. The experienced mother twisted and clenched her vaginal muscles so that her son's veiny shaft created endless friction against the inner walls of her pussy. 



So she would not push her son over the edge along with her, Breanna did not announce that she was about to squirt on his cock. When Spencer bucked her again, Breanna released a flood of pent-up cum and emotion. She moaned loudly into her son's ear, muttering indecipherable words. 


Spencer stopped his thrusting, shocked by what was happening to his mom. She trembled and tensed in his arms, her nails digging harder into his back. "Keep going!" She yelled. Her son pounded as hard and as deep as he could. 

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After the first wave of the climax had passed, Breanna gasped for oxygen. Her blue eyes were wide open, watering, and staring off into space. 

When she finally was able to think again, the only thing Breanna could do was laugh at how surreal of an experience it was and how incredible she felt. She sweetly kissed her son and told him he could rest. 

The mom and son stood there gazing at each other, chests heaving together. Breanna still had a dazed aura about her. 

"Fuck, that was good," Breanna complimented. She kissed her son's cheek. "You made me cum." 

"I still need to cum. I wanna cum in your pussy so bad," Spencer groaned. The mom and son kissed on the lips deeply again. 

"I know you do. I've been looking forward to it all day," Breanna smiled. "But I'm the woman, and I'm your mom, so I get to decide where it's best for you to drain your load." Breanna kissed her son again, slid off of his body, moaning as his cock left her, and stood in front of him, her legs feeling wobbly. Without saying a word, Breanna got down on her knees and placed his penis in her mouth. She tasted their mixed juices and began sucking his dick fervently. Spencer already was fighting the urge to convulse and release his load. His mom's tongue seemed to be flicking every pressure point as if it had done so a thousand times. Not a second went by where Breanna was not looking into her son's overwhelmed eyes, winking flirtatiously and lustfully drawing his focus. 



Spencer reached down and grabbed his mom's breasts, feeling the smooth skin and their weight in his hands. Breanna cooed around his dick from his touch. Shen then began bobbing in and out with increasing speed. 



The end was near for Spencer, and he knew it. He went to move his hands from his mom's chest to the back of her head, but she caught them and placed them down firmly in her tits. She held her arm under her breasts to provide a larger target, and Spencer began to convince himself that ejaculating all over his mom's breasts was just as hot as finishing in her mouth. 


Breanna performed her finishing move of rapidly swirling and slurping her tongue around his pink cockhead, flicking the sensitive underside with each rotation. That was it. Spencer's body buckled, his eyes closed and teeth gritted. But instead of pulling away, Breanna placed her tongue under her son's cockhead and opened her mouth. She immediately felt her son's first salty load fire onto her tongue. She held her head still and let every new, thick rope fill her mouth. Who would have guessed that an entire day of stimulating her son's testicles would cause him to produce a high volume of hot cum? 



It was a sight to behold for Spencer when his eyes finally opened again. He watched his mom willingly taking every drop into her mouth. 



When her son finally stopped leaking and began gasping for breath, she pumped him hard to force out any excess cum. She then let go off his shaft. 



Breanna's entire tongue was coated in layers of her son's semen. 



Spencer's face was beet red. He looked down at his mom and grinned. "Wow..." 



Breanna opened her mouth wide and excitedly showed him how much of his sperm he had ejaculated into her. 


"Are you going to spit it down like you did for that guy at Malcolm's?" Spencer asked, hopefully. 
His mom rolled her eyes in pretend exasperation. With a playful sigh, Breanna pinched some of the thick cum off her tongue with her fingers, held it into the air, and let it slowly drip down onto her tongue. Before she could spit it out from laughter, Breanna suggestively raised her eyebrows and swallowed her son's load, followed by a refreshing sigh. 



"You're amazing," Spencer said, with sincere affection. 



"I wanted to make you as happy you made me." Breanna stood up. The mom and son made out again. "And guess what? We just fucked!" Breanna announced, still in shock over her actions. 



The mom and son laughed together, neither of them yet fully feeling the gravity of what they had just done. They kissed passionately again, unwilling to let the other go until they both needed to regain their breaths. 


Neither of them spoke while they put their clothes on. They were both thinking and processing internally. Breanna pieced her plastic brass belt back together and attached her veils. By how wet her g-string was, she knew she would have to drive home without it on. 

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With their costumes complete, the mom and son left their isolated world in the server room and wandered back into the reality of drunk people screaming and jumping. They walked to the front door and saw the bouncers still doing their job. Neither Breanna or Spencer could estimate the time. 

As promised, Breanna walked by the seated bouncer and quickly inserted the hundred-dollar bill into his lap so quickly, that by the time it registered to him that someone had just grabbed his dick, Breanna and Spencer were already walking down the sidewalk. 

"Are you actually going to ever text that guy again?" Spencer asked. 

"Who, Mark? Well, I'll have to if I ever wanna feel cum on my tits again." Breanna and her son cracked up, and Spencer took his mom's hand as they walked back to the car. A three-hour car ride home seemed like an eternity considering how exhausted they were, but they set off anyway. The benefit of Breanna having to remove her soaked g-string in order to drive was that Spencer's constant staring gave both of them a second wind. 



The downside was that, after getting just twenty miles outside of San Diego, the making out and fondling at every traffic stop or stretch of straight road had finally caught up to them. And, after pulling off of the highway, the mom and son found themselves fucking on the side of the road in the back of the SUV. 



They smartly put Spencer's shirt underneath of their bodies to catch any fluids. And when Spencer ejaculated, Breanna made sure to catch it all in his clothing, avoiding the risk of any stains. 



Afterward, Spencer and Breanna lay naked together across the bench seats of the car, gazing through the moonroof. 



"How are we gonna handle this at home?" Spencer asked. 



"What do you mean?" 



"Like, hiding this from dad." 



Breanna chuckled lightly. She kissed her son on the cheek. "Your dad knows..." she said, in an obvious manner. 


Spencer shot the hell up in the car seat. "No, he doesn't!" Spencer knew his mom had to be toying with him again. Yes, of course, he does," the mom smiled, sitting up as well. "He was as excited about this idea as I was. Ever since I told him you were the one spying and that you tried to blackmail me into fucking you, he wanted me to do it, too." 



It was an odd joke for his mom to play. "Dad loves you. He'd never allow you to do this with me." 


"You're right, he does love me. And I love him. That's why he lets me fuck other guys. And he's a loving father too. That's why he wanted me to fuck you after I told him I wanted to. He loves, loves, loves the idea of other guys having me, just like you do. You are definitely your father's son." 

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The son was flustered by what his mom was saying. He then remembered how easy it was for her and how much she enjoyed lying to men to get what she wanted. He was not going to fall for it again. 

"You're just saying this because even though you completed the deal, you're still afraid that because we had sex, I now have leverage again. You want me to think it's no big deal, and that he knows." 

His mom brushed her sweaty strands of hair back, enjoying her son's denials. "If you feel that way, when we get home, you and I can go right up to him and tell him in every sexy detail of what we've done. He'd fucking love it. I tell him what I do every time." 

Spencer knew it could not be true. He had factual evidence. "No, no. I know what you're doing. I saw you cheat on him at Malcolm's. And don't say it was a swingers' party, or he let you do it. I saw what you did." 

Breanna could not stop laughing. The inquisition was entertaining. "Spence, I told you from the beginning, 'you didn't see what you think you saw'. That was a swingers' party. Malcolm and Jeanine call them 'cocktail' parties because it's a bunch of 'cock' chasing 'tail'. It's corny but pretty clever. We've been going since you went off to college. And I've been getting dicked down by strangers for much longer than that." 

"No, no, you're being clever right now. I saw what happened. You waited until dad went to the bathroom, then you started dancing with those guys. You were the only one dancing with a random person," Spencer charged. 

Breanna was calm in her explanation. "He's not random. His name's Jeremy. And he and his wife go to the parties, too. We have the parties every two weeks. And every time either three guys or three women get chosen to pick a partner first. Obviously, the person they wanna pick up has to agree to it, but everyone almost always plays along." Breanna continued, "Ya saw me on a guys'-choice night, Spencer. And I probably was the only woman dancing with someone else. I'm not sure if you could tell by now, but that's how I like to be picked up ha-ha. Two guys were interested in me. One was nervous, and the other had the balls to walk right up and tell me what he wanted. And I happily gave it to him." 

Spencer was admittedly starting to second-guess himself. The problem was that his mom had tricked him so many times already, so he had good reason not to believe her. "Then explain to me why those men didn't come over until dad went to the bathroom." 

"Because the rules." 

"What rules?" We have rules to make it fun. Some of them are dumb, but some I think are kinda important. But anyway, it's usually around 9:30 that the people with first dibs get to choose. And because there've been some problems in the past with some spouses- cough, always the husbands, cough- trying to force their spouse to be with certain people, Jeanine made a rule where you have to go into another room when your spouse is getting picked up. And, if you saw your dad go into the bathroom, then I guess he actually had to go to the bathroom that night ha-ha. Now that I think about it, when he came back to check on me he did look more relieved. Maybe he was just jerking off." 



Spencer was proud of himself. It was his turn to feel in control. He was excited that he had finally caught his mom in a lie she could not break out of. "He went to the bathroom before any guy even came over to you! Then you spent the whole time making sure he couldn't see you. I saw you! You were looking around the whole time to make sure he wasn't watching. You rushed through the blowjob. You made sure couldn't see you. And, you told that guy to keep quiet about it! Obviously, you weren't so fine with dad knowing then." 


When her son had finished speaking, Breanna was almost in tears from laughing. She touched her son's cheek and kissed him. Her son was a smart thinker, and she understood why he was confused. "Spence, you're cute. But you should focus on computer investigations. Think about it- They get to start choosing partners at 9:30 every time. I get picked up first on guys' night literally every single time. It actually pisses a lot of the other women off." Breanna could see from her son's face that her explanation was starting to click. "Your dad knows the drill. It's like Christmas morning for him. He gets as excited as I do before it happens. When we're there, he's always lookin' to see which men are giving me 'fuck-me' eyes." Breanna seemed to be having a fond memory of the parties before she continued. "And all the secret stuff with Jeremy? Spence, he walked up behind me and told me he wanted to pound me. It was pretty hot. I told him he had to earn it, even though I wanted to fuck him too. Then when he started grinding on me, I knew I wanted to blow him right away. But we're only allowed one 'meeting' with a person before we have to 'move on to someone else' so that more people get to play with each other. Your father's literally the one person in that entire house I was fine with seeing me do that. I didn't want anyone else seeing it or hearing about it 'cause I wanted Jeremy to be able to fuck my brains out later without the other women, who pretty much all hate me, trying to kick me out for breaking the rules." 

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Spencer felt so naive. The story made sense- much more sense than his version where his mom risked her marriage by cheating on her husband in a room full of his friends. When you tell yourself a story over and over, you end up thinking anything else is a lie. Part of Spencer's mind was still not buying into his mom's story. But the part that was had its interest piqued. "Did you end up fucking Jeremy?" 

"Of course, that's your question," the mom laughed, rolling her eyes. She pressed her lips into her son's ear again. "He bent me over a bed in front of a mirror. I let him slide all thirteen inches inside me. And then, we watched each other fuck the other in the mirror until he came all over my ass." Breanna heard her son take a deep breath. "Spencer, I tell your father every single detail. And now, every time I do something like that, I'm gonna do the same for you." 

It was finally starting to hit Spencer. "Woah, you're seriously not kidding... Dad actually knows you're having sex with me? This is crazy..." 

"Hold on a sec." Breanna climbed to the front of the car and removed a white envelope. She climbed back and handed it to Spencer. "I haven't read it. He just told me to give it to you after we did it." 

Curious, Spencer opened the envelope, which contained a long note on yellow paper. It was undoubtedly his dad's handwriting. And they were undoubtedly his dad's words. 

"Hey Spence, congrats on your big day! Your mother is the most beautiful, loving, sexy, intelligent, and talented wife I could ever ask for. I hope you appreciate her as much as she deserves to be. I am thrilled about the idea of sharing her with you (I can tell you that I have never seen her as excited about anyone as she was about you). I know that this will bring you two much closer as a mother and son, but I also hope that this will help you and I bond more as father and son. 

It is important I tell you that your mother and I have an understanding that all extramarital activities need to happen safely. Though she is a strong woman, your mother is irresistible to men. This is why we both prefer that her sexual activities with other men occur only when I am actively aware of them, and am nearby, in the off chance that there is considerable trouble. We also agreed that only trusted friends of ours can ejaculate inside of her and that only I can ejaculate in her vagina. 
I have thought significantly about how you love your mother, and how today, presumably, you acted as I would in my absence. I also considered whether, as a husband, I had any right to dictate the type of relationship a mother could have with her son. This is why I give you my blessing (and I am sure you will get hers) to act with your mom as I would. This, of course, means that I not only accept, but strongly encourage, you two to have any and all romantic and sexual relations you desire. I know that I work long hours and that your work from home, so I am sure that you and your mother will have some wonderful days together. Any time you two would like to spend the night together, I will not stand in the way (just do not be too loud!). Acting in my place also means that, after having proven yourself as a grown man today (it was the condition of your mother giving you this note), I entrust in you the ability help plan and accompany your mother on any and all extramarital activities you two desire. 



On that note, your mother has informed me that you have a video recording of her engaging sexually with another man at Malcolm's party. My one request (it is one that I had shared with her this morning before you left) is that you continue to record and share moments of these endeavors with your mother and me so that they can be enjoyed by all three of us. You have little idea how proud I am that my son likes to appreciate my wife in the same way I do. 



I know there are many years ahead for you and your mother to learn about each other's desires and preferences; however, I thought I would give you some basic fatherly advice to help you get started. Firstly, your mother's sexiest body part is her mind (though her breasts are a close second!) She loves to stimulate and manipulate the minds of men. For the best sex imaginable, ensure that you get her talking. Secondly, listen to everything she says. Not only does she have more experience and know how to work your body better than you do, but she is also your mother. Thirdly, you will notice that when your mother is seducing her playmates that she gravitates towards well-hung gentlemen. As with what happened to me long ago when we first began swinging, you may be tempted to believe she finds you inadequate. Do not buy into those feelings. The reality is that she merely enjoys the change of sensation, and it has no bearing over her desire or enjoyment of you (Smart men stimulate her mind in a way nobody else can. She also told me that she saw your erection and was quite pleased). My final piece of advice, for now, is to savor every moment with this wonderful woman, who we both have the privilege of sharing. Strive to arouse and stimulate her as much as possible, because that will ensure that you, too, will get to live a life beyond your wildest dreams. 


Love, Dad 
P.S. As I would, you are probably still wondering whether you, as well, are allowed to ejaculate into your mother's vagina. That is the most ironclad rule we have. Both your mother and I personally expressed that it was imperative it never be broken. My advice to you is to repeat this line to her: 'Mom, Dad says he has no issues with me being the only other man allowed to cum as deeply and as often into your vagina as he wants. Can I please have the honor, right now, of fucking you until I shoot a hot load into your perfect, soft pussy?' 


... See where that gets you ;)" 

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There was a shakiness in Spencer's long breaths. Breanna could tell there was a jittering in his hands by the ripples in tall, yellow notepad paper. The son stared at his mother as he processed the consequences of the letter. 

"What does it say?" 

Spencer handed his mom the letter. He watched her reactions change as she read it. They cycled between curiosity, fondness, surprise, and arousal. "You have a good dad," Breanna smiled. 

The son nodded in agreement. 

The mother leaned in and romantically kissed her son again. "And we are gonna have a lot of fun together." 

"Yeaahhh," Spencer replied, his voice still wavering. 

Pressing her lips into his ear, essentially kissing it as she spoke, Breanna advised, "I know ya have a question you wanna ask me. But it's gettin' late, and we have a long drive back. If we keep stopping every time we wanna fuck or make out, we'll never get home. So, how about tomorrow morning, after I fully clean this jizz off my titties, I wake you up with a morning surprise and teach you how to properly suck a woman's nipples. And then, you can ask me the question you wanna ask me." 

"I love you, Mom." Spencer gripped his hands tighter around his mom. He pressed his lips against hers and slid his tongue into her mouth, touching her tongue with his. 

Breanna wanted to tell her son she loved him too, but the thought of taking her mouth off of his was a nonstarter. The blonde mother allowed herself to fall back onto the cushioned seats. Her son landed on top of her. She reached down and grabbed his erection, guiding it into her pussy lips. 

It was the longest drive of their lives.

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