02-04-2026, 10:36 PM
Part 5
Hugh was startled when he heard my giggle, and started to pull his cock out of my mother’s pussy, but she wouldn’t let him, continuing to bounce up and down on his rigid pole, and holding his hands tight to her boobs.
I laughed and said, “Don’t worry, babe.... I pretty much figured my mom would have your dick inside her in no time. I’ve always shared my boyfriends with her, and they usually love it.... any complaints so far?”
Hugh stuttered and mumbled, then said, “Uh.... N-no.... none....”, then re-gaining some mental footing, added, “She’s almost as incredible as you are....”
I laughed again and said, “Good answer,” as I swung my leg over his chaise lounge so that I was straddling his shoulders.... my wet vagina poised directly above his mouth. I looked down into his eyes and smiled, as I slowly lowered my moist pussy lips toward his grinning face.
Hugh happily opened his mouth and began licking and sucking on my aching clitoris.... sending warm, tingling sensations from my clit to my stiff nipples.... even as he continued fondling my mother’s boobs behind me. Mom kept bouncing up and down on Hugh’s rigid prick, then leaned forward so she could reach around to play with my dangling tits.... as I rocked my hips and rubbed my sensitive clit against Hugh’s probing tongue.
Between my clit grinding against Hugh’s tongue, and my mother’s hands pinching my firm nipples, it didn’t take long before I let out a squeal and creamed all over my boyfriend’s mouth.... my pussy juices smearing his face and dripping down the sides of his cheeks.
“Ah.... ah.... yeah, right there.... keep going.... yeah.... keep going.... aaaaahhhhhhh.... my God, Hugh.... aaaahhhhhh.... aaaaahhhhh.... ooooohhhhh.... hmmmmmm.... so good....”
Right about then, my mother leaned forward.... rubbing her engorged clitoris against the base of Hugh’s cock and grabbing my boobs extra hard.... as she groaned, and launched into another delicious climax of her own.
“Oh, shit, hon.... I’m cumming again.... yeh.... yeh.... aaaaahhhhhhh.... yeeeaaaaahhhh.... oh, my God.... oh, my God.... yeah.... yeah.... ooooohhhhhhh.... fuck, yeah.... aaaaahhhhhhh....”
She kept stroking Hugh’s stiff hard-on with her pussy, as she continued to bounce up and down on his rock-hard shaft, and he continued to slam his rigid prick in and out of her drenched cunt.
With his tongue still teasing my tingling clit, Hugh suddenly grabbed my ass, hard, and erupted.... shooting rope after rope of white, sticky semen all over the walls of my mother’s cunt behind me. He kept rocking his hips.... sliding his thick erection in and out of my mom’s vagina until his nutsack was empty.... as he grunted muffled moans of pleasure into my gaping pussy.
“Aaarrrgghhh.... oohmm.... oohmm.... oohmm.... uuuhhhnnnnn.... aaaaahhhmmmfff.... hmmmmmm....”
When he finally stopped cumming, I climbed off of Hugh’s face, and plopped myself down onto the chaise lounge right next to him.... pussy juices flowing down my ass cheeks and dripping onto the patio deck beneath me. My mother flopped forward onto Hugh’s chest.... his still hard cock shoved deep inside her sopping wet cunt, as their combined cum and pussy juices leaked out around the edges of his shaft.
After the three of us spent a few minutes basking in the aftermath of our orgasms and catching our breath, we jumped into the pool to cool off.... giggling, rough housing, and sipping wine until it was time for dinner.
The rest of that week turned out to be a great ‘spring break’ for Hugh and me. We spent the next several days in various stages of undress.... with Hugh’s cock perpetually hard, and mom’s and my boobs almost always naked and bouncing around freely for anyone to cop a feel whenever they wanted. Hugh and I had a lot of sex that week.... both by ourselves, and with my mother.
It was an incredible ‘spring break’.... so incredible, that Hugh and I dated throughout the rest of my time at college. And every time the campus closed for a holiday, Hugh (not surprisingly) wanted to spend it at my house.... with me and my mother.
Hugh and I ended up getting married shortly after we both graduated, then the two of us got jobs and moved about three hours away from my mother. We made it a point to drop in on her about four times a year... especially during the holidays. Sharing Hugh with my mom during those visits turned out to be one of my favorite family traditions.
THE END
Hugh was startled when he heard my giggle, and started to pull his cock out of my mother’s pussy, but she wouldn’t let him, continuing to bounce up and down on his rigid pole, and holding his hands tight to her boobs.
I laughed and said, “Don’t worry, babe.... I pretty much figured my mom would have your dick inside her in no time. I’ve always shared my boyfriends with her, and they usually love it.... any complaints so far?”
Hugh stuttered and mumbled, then said, “Uh.... N-no.... none....”, then re-gaining some mental footing, added, “She’s almost as incredible as you are....”
I laughed again and said, “Good answer,” as I swung my leg over his chaise lounge so that I was straddling his shoulders.... my wet vagina poised directly above his mouth. I looked down into his eyes and smiled, as I slowly lowered my moist pussy lips toward his grinning face.
Hugh happily opened his mouth and began licking and sucking on my aching clitoris.... sending warm, tingling sensations from my clit to my stiff nipples.... even as he continued fondling my mother’s boobs behind me. Mom kept bouncing up and down on Hugh’s rigid prick, then leaned forward so she could reach around to play with my dangling tits.... as I rocked my hips and rubbed my sensitive clit against Hugh’s probing tongue.
Between my clit grinding against Hugh’s tongue, and my mother’s hands pinching my firm nipples, it didn’t take long before I let out a squeal and creamed all over my boyfriend’s mouth.... my pussy juices smearing his face and dripping down the sides of his cheeks.
“Ah.... ah.... yeah, right there.... keep going.... yeah.... keep going.... aaaaahhhhhhh.... my God, Hugh.... aaaahhhhhh.... aaaaahhhhh.... ooooohhhhh.... hmmmmmm.... so good....”
Right about then, my mother leaned forward.... rubbing her engorged clitoris against the base of Hugh’s cock and grabbing my boobs extra hard.... as she groaned, and launched into another delicious climax of her own.
“Oh, shit, hon.... I’m cumming again.... yeh.... yeh.... aaaaahhhhhhh.... yeeeaaaaahhhh.... oh, my God.... oh, my God.... yeah.... yeah.... ooooohhhhhhh.... fuck, yeah.... aaaaahhhhhhh....”
She kept stroking Hugh’s stiff hard-on with her pussy, as she continued to bounce up and down on his rock-hard shaft, and he continued to slam his rigid prick in and out of her drenched cunt.
With his tongue still teasing my tingling clit, Hugh suddenly grabbed my ass, hard, and erupted.... shooting rope after rope of white, sticky semen all over the walls of my mother’s cunt behind me. He kept rocking his hips.... sliding his thick erection in and out of my mom’s vagina until his nutsack was empty.... as he grunted muffled moans of pleasure into my gaping pussy.
“Aaarrrgghhh.... oohmm.... oohmm.... oohmm.... uuuhhhnnnnn.... aaaaahhhmmmfff.... hmmmmmm....”
When he finally stopped cumming, I climbed off of Hugh’s face, and plopped myself down onto the chaise lounge right next to him.... pussy juices flowing down my ass cheeks and dripping onto the patio deck beneath me. My mother flopped forward onto Hugh’s chest.... his still hard cock shoved deep inside her sopping wet cunt, as their combined cum and pussy juices leaked out around the edges of his shaft.
After the three of us spent a few minutes basking in the aftermath of our orgasms and catching our breath, we jumped into the pool to cool off.... giggling, rough housing, and sipping wine until it was time for dinner.
The rest of that week turned out to be a great ‘spring break’ for Hugh and me. We spent the next several days in various stages of undress.... with Hugh’s cock perpetually hard, and mom’s and my boobs almost always naked and bouncing around freely for anyone to cop a feel whenever they wanted. Hugh and I had a lot of sex that week.... both by ourselves, and with my mother.
It was an incredible ‘spring break’.... so incredible, that Hugh and I dated throughout the rest of my time at college. And every time the campus closed for a holiday, Hugh (not surprisingly) wanted to spend it at my house.... with me and my mother.
Hugh and I ended up getting married shortly after we both graduated, then the two of us got jobs and moved about three hours away from my mother. We made it a point to drop in on her about four times a year... especially during the holidays. Sharing Hugh with my mom during those visits turned out to be one of my favorite family traditions.
THE END
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