Mom's Fuck Buddy As Well As Her Son
“Is my hole tight?” he asked while I kissed him, tasting my cum on his lips. “Tighter than my mom’s pussy?”
“Yes,” he admitted. “You’re way tighter than your mom.”
For years, I had been fucking his mom every Wednesday after work before I went home to my wife and k**s. His mom was divorced and liked no-strings cock, and I was always happy to oblige. The boy had to know what was up after all that time. His mom always answered the door in a slinky robe and then led me back to her bedroom. I’d plow her pussy with my big dick while her son was in the next room playing video games. He had to know.
When I showed up to get my cock wet last Wednesday, the son answered the door. Fuck. I had forgotten his mom told me she’d be out of town for the week. “My bad, k**,” I apologized quickly. “I forgot your mom is up in Boston this week.”
I was already turning to go back to my truck when the son called out, “Wait. You want to fuck my ass?”
I hadn’t fucked a faggot since college. There was this one cum dump in my dorm who I would breed when I just needed my balls drained. I hadn’t thought about that guy in years, but suddenly I had the urge to fuck some ass again while observing this faggot boy standing before me. I was rock hard.
“How old are you, k**?” I asked, praying the patchy scruff on his face meant he was legal.
“I’m eighteen,” he answered.
“Works for me,” I replied with relief.
He led me inside and we didn’t make it past the living room couch, where he leaned forward and spread his legs for me. Christ, his pink puckered hole was beautiful. I spit on it and worked that tight hole open with two fingers. He winced as I began to push my eight-incher inside him.
“Fuck, you’re thick,” he exhaled as he gripped my arms. His hole was so tight, I began to think maybe I was his first.
“Have you taken cock before?” I asked the guy.
“Just once,” he shared. “A buddy on a camping trip. You’re a lot bigger.” The image of him getting his tight ass plowed in a tent turned me on, and I had to hold back my load.
“Kiss me,” he moaned as I worked his hole with some steady strokes. I hesitated. I don’t even kiss his mother when we fuck. But he was persistent. “Kiss me … please,” he begged. So, I gave into him. Fuck, he tasted good. There was an innocence to his kiss. It reminded me of making out with girls behind the bleachers during gym class. I couldn’t stop kissing him.
With his legs pinned in the air, I thrust my weight onto the guy and plowed him steadily as we made out like two horny teens. Fuck, his tight hole felt good. Too good. I was getting close. “You want this load?” I urgently demanded. “You want my cum in your ass?”
He raised his ass instinctively to take me deeper as he moaned, “Yes, fucking breed my hole.”
My body began to convulse as my cock pulsed and unleashed a massive load in that mancunt. “FUCK,” the boy screamed out. “I can feel your cum inside me. It’s so fucking warm.” I pulled out and watched my load spilling out of his used hole. “Feed it to me,” he demanded. “I want to taste your cum.”
I leaned down and licked up some of my load from his hole onto my tongue and then kissed him again. As my thick load swirled between our mouths, he asked if his ass was tighter than his mom’s pussy. “Yes,” I admitted. “You’re way tighter than your mom.” There was no denying it.
“Mom’s not back until Sunday,” the guy said as I stood above him, pulling on my clothes to leave. “Can you come back and fuck me again while she’s gone?”
I told the guy that I’d gladly fuck him every day until she was home, that was an easy decision. My real dilemma was figuring out how to keep fucking the guy once his mom returned. Her used-up pussy was no match for his tight, mancunt.
“Yes,” he admitted. “You’re way tighter than your mom.”
For years, I had been fucking his mom every Wednesday after work before I went home to my wife and k**s. His mom was divorced and liked no-strings cock, and I was always happy to oblige. The boy had to know what was up after all that time. His mom always answered the door in a slinky robe and then led me back to her bedroom. I’d plow her pussy with my big dick while her son was in the next room playing video games. He had to know.
When I showed up to get my cock wet last Wednesday, the son answered the door. Fuck. I had forgotten his mom told me she’d be out of town for the week. “My bad, k**,” I apologized quickly. “I forgot your mom is up in Boston this week.”
I was already turning to go back to my truck when the son called out, “Wait. You want to fuck my ass?”
I hadn’t fucked a faggot since college. There was this one cum dump in my dorm who I would breed when I just needed my balls drained. I hadn’t thought about that guy in years, but suddenly I had the urge to fuck some ass again while observing this faggot boy standing before me. I was rock hard.
“How old are you, k**?” I asked, praying the patchy scruff on his face meant he was legal.
“I’m eighteen,” he answered.
“Works for me,” I replied with relief.
He led me inside and we didn’t make it past the living room couch, where he leaned forward and spread his legs for me. Christ, his pink puckered hole was beautiful. I spit on it and worked that tight hole open with two fingers. He winced as I began to push my eight-incher inside him.
“Fuck, you’re thick,” he exhaled as he gripped my arms. His hole was so tight, I began to think maybe I was his first.
“Have you taken cock before?” I asked the guy.
“Just once,” he shared. “A buddy on a camping trip. You’re a lot bigger.” The image of him getting his tight ass plowed in a tent turned me on, and I had to hold back my load.
“Kiss me,” he moaned as I worked his hole with some steady strokes. I hesitated. I don’t even kiss his mother when we fuck. But he was persistent. “Kiss me … please,” he begged. So, I gave into him. Fuck, he tasted good. There was an innocence to his kiss. It reminded me of making out with girls behind the bleachers during gym class. I couldn’t stop kissing him.
With his legs pinned in the air, I thrust my weight onto the guy and plowed him steadily as we made out like two horny teens. Fuck, his tight hole felt good. Too good. I was getting close. “You want this load?” I urgently demanded. “You want my cum in your ass?”
He raised his ass instinctively to take me deeper as he moaned, “Yes, fucking breed my hole.”
My body began to convulse as my cock pulsed and unleashed a massive load in that mancunt. “FUCK,” the boy screamed out. “I can feel your cum inside me. It’s so fucking warm.” I pulled out and watched my load spilling out of his used hole. “Feed it to me,” he demanded. “I want to taste your cum.”
I leaned down and licked up some of my load from his hole onto my tongue and then kissed him again. As my thick load swirled between our mouths, he asked if his ass was tighter than his mom’s pussy. “Yes,” I admitted. “You’re way tighter than your mom.” There was no denying it.
“Mom’s not back until Sunday,” the guy said as I stood above him, pulling on my clothes to leave. “Can you come back and fuck me again while she’s gone?”
I told the guy that I’d gladly fuck him every day until she was home, that was an easy decision. My real dilemma was figuring out how to keep fucking the guy once his mom returned. Her used-up pussy was no match for his tight, mancunt.
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