Incest/Taboo Family Traditions

Chris stretched and yawned as his eyes struggled to open against the morning sun creeping into his room. It took him a few seconds to get his bearings straight - waking up in the rental house for the first time was a new experience. He felt the thin sheets wrap around his naked thighs and the smooth fabric gently slid across his natural morning erection; causing a brief moment of pleasure which brought his mind back to the events of the previous night. The family vacation had started off with a bang - well, almost - and the visions and feelings of his mother's touch coaxed his hand down to his now fully erect penis. Chris adjusted his body and he pulled the sheets to one side as he debated whether or not he was going to get himself off. He had plenty of mental material but he also wanted to make sure he didn't waste his loads - anticipating that there may be more fun to be had.

With his hand on his cock, Chris let out a heavy sigh. He told himself that it would only be a matter of time before either his sisters or his mom would be able to assist and now was not the time. Chris laid in bed for a couple minutes, wasting time while his morning excitement subsided. He could smell the coffee and the scent of baking coming from the kitchen so he decided to throw on a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top prior to his expedition towards the enticing scent.

He stopped by the bathroom closest to his room where he brushed his teeth and made sure he looked somewhat presentable. With each step towards the kitchen, the smooth feeling of his shorts caressed his still stirring cock; something that excited Chris but also made him walk a bit slower; not wanting to greet his family with a massive erection - yet.

On his approach to the kitchen; his ears picked up shuffling noises and what sounded like muffled voices. However it didn't sound like a normal morning conversation and Chris couldn't decide if he should be scared or intrigued. Lacking the proper attire didn't give him the best opportunity for self defense so he was hoping his services wouldn't be needed. In order to focus more on the sounds coming from the kitchen, each step Chris took was more calculated than the last but became a bit more hurried as began to think he could recognize what he was hearing. The sound of silverware falling into the sink startled him out of his concentration and just as he was about to turn the corner into the kitchen he heard his mother's voice among the still running sink and bumped into kitchen appliances.

Reaching a point where he was absolutely positive he was hearing something intriguing; Chris became overly eager to see what exactly was going on. The last few steps of the journey were by hurried tip toes and a curious Chris poked his head around the corner as soon as he could. A gasp escaped his lips; the volume of which was so loud it froze Chris; momentarily believing he was caught. His heart nearly leapt out of his chest, his legs wobbled and almost buckled at the sight of his dad thrusting his hips rhythmically into his mom from behind.

There was something exciting about watching his own parents have sex even though the idea of any member of his family having sex took on a different meaning since he became involved in his family's traditions. It was intimate and sexy - watching a private moment between two people he had experienced the same with. Chris felt his cock swell immediately and watching his parents fucking in the kitchen left him throbbing. Frozen and unsure of what to do; Chris stood and stared from behind the wall; wishing he had a better view than having to witness the act from where he was stationed. Feeling his cock pushing against his basketball shorts; Chris reflexively slid his hand down his shorts and nearly came at the first touch.

Since he could only see the deed from behind; his first focus was on his dad's frame. Strong and in control, Nick grasped his wife firmly and Chris could tell his cock was hitting finding the right spots. Nick's pajama pants were around his ankles and his legs held a solid foundation allowing him to penetrate as deep as possible. Chris watched as his parents' bodies collided together in a sexual harmony that seemed as sexy as it was aggressive. It was impossible not to admire the shape of his fathers ass and legs; although it did make Chris a bit self conscious knowing his legs didn't quite look the same. As Nick's calves and glutes worked together to slide in and out of Tricia's hole, he shifted his body more towards one side; allowing for Chris to get a better view of his mother.

Tricia let out small moans and occasionally a slight yelp when Nick thrust as deep as he could - which happened frequently. She was standing almost straight up against the counter, bent only slightly at the waist - her deep pink silk night robe pulled up to her lower back exposing her full, round ass and providing access to her beckoning cunt. Chris didn't hesitate to begin stroking; watching his mother match his father's thrusts; syncing with his speed. Nick had his left hand wrapped around her shoulders and Tricia's reactions to it made Chris believe Nick was alternating between light air play and covering her mouth when she got too loud. Nick's right hand kept the robe in place while he fucked his wife in the kitchen.

Chris couldn't help but feel the urge to wander in, interrupt and join but his feet felt as if they were glued to the ground - he'd need to be content to watch for the time being. He slowly massaged his rock hard cock; knowing his excitement watching this unfolding scene before him would lead to a quick orgasm. His eyes were glued to the two figures writhing, pushing and pressing into each other; admiring his mother's long legs and perfectly pedicured feet - standing on tip toes to allow her husband enough leverage behind her. Yearning to get closer for a better look - Chris had convinced himself that any noise would clue them in to his voyeurism and that would be the end of that.

Overwhelmed and needing to be touched; Chris decided to free his member and his cock sprang out from his now soaked shorts; a long strand of pre cum dangled off the head which Chris noticed and used a finger to scoop before it fell. Now leaning with his shoulder into the wall; Chris cupped his tightening balls with his left hand and plunged his pre cum covered finger into his mouth; tasting his own excitement. Using the excess saliva to wet his fingers and palm; Chris rubbed the head and underside of his shaft allowing his hand to glide swiftly over his member.

His focus returned back to the kitchen when Tricia's moans became quicker and louder; her round ass jolting backwards and meeting Nick's movements. The sound of their bodies slapping together and Nick's balls now visible from behind with his wider stance allowed Chris to get a better view even from his vantage point. Chris saw his dad grip and pull Tricia closer to him; his movements getting more compact but with greater force.

Chris's mouth was watering; wanting nothing more than to participate. He pictured himself doing the fucking while his mom wrapped her lips around his dad's cock; his mind racing with different scenarios. He thought back to the restaurant bathroom where he fucked his own mother while a complete stranger looked on and shot his load in front of them. A few months earlier, like most people, Chris wouldn't want to believe his parents even had sex let alone catching them in the act and now here he was about to shoot a massive load while watching his parents fuck.

The adrenaline was pumping and Chris knew he didn't have much longer. Judging by his parent's change of pace; Chris believed his dad probably felt the same.

"nnnnnggggh...babe....I... I...," Tricia's voice was halted and interrupted with each pump of Nick's hips as she tried to form coherent words from her groans and grunts.

Seemingly no longer worried about the noise; Nick brought his left hand from around Tricia's neck and shoulders and situated himself directly behind his wife. Now with both of her husband's hands squarely on her hips; Tricia bent down further and kept herself steady by clutching the sides of the sink.

"Yeah? Tell me..." Nick exhaled his words, focused solely on what was about to happen and his wife in front of him.

"Fuck, baby. I'm close." Tricia got her words out and a wide eyed Chris sat in awe watching his mother brace herself for her orgasm.

Chris ran his tongue over his palm; lubricating it as much as possible before he increased the speed of his strokes; now unaware and un-phased by the noise his own masturbation was making.

"Cum on my cock, baby. That's it. Take it. Fuck... I can feel it..." Nick, clearly getting to the point of no return; focused his thrusts and firmly grabbed his wife's hips pulling her into his hard thrusts.

Chris bit his lip and clutched his cock in his hands, wanting to time his own climax with his fathers. He didn't need to wait long.

"ohhhhhhh fucccckkkkkkk.... Nnnnnnnnnnnggghhhhh," Tricia's body shook and clenched up first; her muscles spasming - flooding her body with pleasure. She flung one hand from the support provided by the edge of the sink to her mouth but couldn't get there before her pleasure echoed throughout the kitchen. Trying to gain any control of her body and with varying degrees of accuracy; that same hand shot down to her breasts, awkwardly pinching and pulling at her nipple with as much grace as she could muster in order to add any additional pleasure to an already overwhelming climax

Instead of trying to cover his wife's mouth, it was clear Nick was past the point of no return himself. "That's it... that's it... tha.... Fuuuuuuuuuck" Chris heard his dad announce his own orgasm through gritted teeth and a guttural roar as his balls emptied. Nick's ass and legs flexed as he pushed deeper inside his wife; the outline of his muscles pressed tight against his skin - a sight Chris found himself admiring greatly, much to his own surprise. Tightening his grip, Chris felt his cock twitch while he watched his father erupt inside his mother.

Nick's legs locked while his movements slowed and then came to a stop; his cock shooting rope after rope of spunk into Tricia's still clenched pussy.

"I wonder what that tastes like..." Chris thought about licking his mother's warm, wet snatch until she came and after watching his father fill her up; the idea of tasting the combination of them both finally sent him over the edge. He closed his eyes and imagined his tongue swirling across his mother's swollen button and down her cum covered lips. He bit down hard on his lip when he felt his own balls tighten and with one last stroke; his cock twitched and exploded with a climax that nearly took him off his feet. His hand was covered with his own semen and he would have heard the rest hit the hardwood floors if it wasn't for his own audible groans of ecstasy. He felt brief panic when he realized his increasing volume but couldn't contain his euphoria any longer.

Nick and Tricia stood in place; their bodies still close as they held on to each other, reveling in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Nick's softening cock still buried inside Tricia's snatch while they both caught their breath.

Chris regained some semblance of self control and took a step back; making sure he didn't give himself away just yet. He stood in the hallway, his shorts still pulled down around his knees, staring blankly at the amount of cum he now needed to clean up. Instead of addressing his mess; he peaked around the corner once more- just in time to watch his father pull his cock out of his mother.

Tricia moaned as she felt Nick slide out of her still soaked pussy. As Nick's cock slipped out; some of his cum followed; plopping down on the kitchen floor between them. Tricia turned around and gave her husband a kiss and they both shared a brief chuckle following words Chris couldn't make out. The two adjusted themselves - Nick pulling his pajama pants back up and Tricia, putting her panties back in place and pulling her night robe back down, over her shapely ass.

Chris couldn't decide if he should walk in like nothing happened or give it a few minutes. He used his mouth to suck up the cum on his hand; something he found new and a bit strange but increasingly sexy. The salty taste of his climax swirled around in his mouth and he felt his cock stir - surprising himself with how turned on he still was.

Taking a few quiet steps back, Chris decided he'd go back into his room and take a few minutes before facing his parents. He tip toed quietly, attempting to finish off his impromptu trip to the kitchen without making any noise. The walk back was swift but calculated; moving on his toes to minimize noise but his mind kept replaying what he just saw. Entering his room and closing his door softly; Chris initially sat on the edge of his bed still processing everything he witnessed and his heart was still beating at a quick pace.

Placing a hand on his cock through his shorts; he felt how wet he had made them; a mix between his precum and cum left a large noticeable dark spot against the red athletic fabric. He let his hands linger on his covered but still active cock; the feeling of the wet, slick fabric sliding across the tip gave him goosebumps and a familiar stirring.

When Chris got back to his room, he exhaled and fell back on to his bed, staring at the ceiling and after a couple minutes, he sat back up and decided to take a shower to get ready for the day; regardless of how flustered he still was. A knock on his door caused him to jump a bit and he responded as such.

"Oh... uhhhh... yeah? What's up?" Chris answered as normally as he could.

"Oh, morning, Chrissy." Tricia's voice came softly through the closed door.

When Chris heard his mother's voice; the nervousness only seemed to increase, feeling as if he had just been caught doing something he shouldn't.

"I just wanted to check in to see if you were awake. Your dad and I were going to get going in an hour or so. Didn't know if we needed to leave a note or whether or not we'd see you."

"Oh; sorry. Yeah I've been up for a bit; just being lazy before showering." Chris replied

"No worries, hon. Your dad is about to hop in the shower; did you want me to make you something for breakfast?"

Chris' mind was focusing on the fact he had just watched his parents fuck only a handful of minutes prior to this conversation. His cock began to swell as he thought that his mom must still be full of cum as she was talking to him; an idea that sent all the available blood straight to his groin.

"Uhhh... n..no that's ok. I'll get something when you guys head out."

"I'm sorry, baby, I didn't hear you. Can I come in? Are you dressed?"

Chris felt his face get red and he felt his cock pressing against the soaked fabric of his basketball shorts. He couldn't say no; but he knew his body would betray him.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah. That's fine." Chris had barely stood up to open the door before Tricia took the initiative and let herself in. Upon hearing the door open and realizing his cock was harder than he realized; Chris internally panicked and tried to turn his body away from the door. He went to sit straight back down on his bed and tried to hide not only his erection but also the massive dark patch of cum soaking his shorts.

Tricia peeked her head in the room and seeing Chris' red face and awkward positioning piqued her motherly interest. She didn't plan on coming in but her maternal instinct must have kicked in and wanted to follow up; entering the room and pulling the desk chair to closer to her but didn't sit down.

"You ok, Chrissy? You look flushed."

"Oh, yeah. Yeah. Sorry; just felt a little dizzy after waking up but I'm feeling better"

With a concerned tone; Tricia followed up. "Oh no. You need anything? Want me to bring you some water or toast? Fruit?"

"Thanks, ma. I'll be alright. I appreciate it. It was just something that hit me as I got out of bed this morning"

Tricia moved closer to Chris; her silk robe still clinging to her curves and her cleavage showcasing the shape of her breasts with the help of the cinched belt. Chris let a gasp escape his lips watching his mother coming towards him knowing she was only going to get closer.

"Let me feel your forehead." Tricia's touch sent a shock through Chris' entire body and he felt his balls jump and cock pulse. Chris tried to avert his eyes, wanting to be respectful of his mother who, as far as he knew, was trying to help. His hand didn't move from his lap and as natural as he was trying to look; his body was stiff and afraid to move.

Tricia kept her hand on Chris; moving it around his face- attempting to make a motherly diagnosis. She looked down at her son and noticed him squirming and his hand suspiciously unmoved from the position on his lap. The family had become so close and while they certainly weren't nudists by any measure; her choice of clothes around the house around the family was usually relaxed.

Feeling her cum filled pussy tingle; Tricia removed her hand from her son's face; taking the opportunity to caress his cheek as she stepped back and sat in the desk chair a few feet away from her son. She watched as Chris failed to make eye contact but instead focused on the floor and Tricia's feet.

Trying intently to hide his erection and the dark stain covering his shorts; Chris knew he was fighting a losing battle especially now that his mom was sitting only feet away from him.

Tricia could see the obvious and thought about her next step. She considered leaving her son to his own devices but her body was begging her to stay and go ahead with her developing feelings. She crossed her right leg over her left; the short pink robe riding up exposing more of her legs and her right foot dangled perfectly in front of Chris.

"You seem flustered, baby. Can I help?" Tricia's smooth voice quietly asked her son.

"I'm just uh... very distracted. I'm sorry. I was going to the kitchen a bit ago but heard something going on so I just came back here..." Chris stared at his mother's smooth legs, her perfectly pedicured foot seemingly beckoning him towards her. He knew he'd have to either explain his current state or lie; however he knew the latter option wasn't in the cards.

Tricia clicked her teeth and let out a chuckle while at the same time a jolt of electricity rocketed through her body as she realized her son watched her get fucked just minutes prior.

"Ahhhh," Tricia smiled. "I thought I heard something but uh, well I guess I was a little preoccupied. Did you see anything or just turn around right away?"

His mother's question caught him off guard. He wasn't sure if confessing everything would ruin the moment and as he started to answer; he noticed his mom uncrossing her legs and pulled her robe up slightly; exposing a thin strip of fabric covering her slit.

Chris couldn't help but lock his eyes between his mother's legs. His cock now strained against his shorts and heart beating nearly out his chest. His mind raced with the image of his father releasing his seed inside his mother moments earlier; watching them cum together while he stroked his cock to completion.

"I...," Chris started to respond and realized he was gawking at that point; looking to see where his mother's eyes were.

He nearly choked on his words seeing his mom staring directly at him, one eyebrow raised and biting her lip; the same look he had seen a few times since their relationship expanded.

Before she let Chris fully answer; she slid a hand down to her cinched robe belt and without breaking eye contact; loosened it. She watched her son's eyes taking in every inch of her; the hand covering his lap moving slowly back and forth before removing it completely.

"Tsk, tsk. My naughty boy... whatever are we to do with you?" Tricia asked in a low soft voice. She moved a hand down to the top of the very thin fabric that stood between her soaked pussy and her son.

Chris felt frozen in place; wanting to match his mother's playfulness but could barely get a word out.

"Y...yeah. I couldn't help it. I hope that's ok?" Chris knew the answer but wanted to hear his mom confirm it.

Tricia slipped a finger down the front of her panties which allowed Chris a better view of the massive wet spot taking up nearly the entire fabric. With a sharp inhale his cock twitching; he realized the combination of his parent's cum was still inside his mother.

"Oh, baby. You should have said something. Your dad loves to share." Tricia pulled her hand from her panties and stood up from the chair, pulling the shoulders of her robe down but not off; exposing her round breasts and hardened nipples but leaving her silk covering on. She stood in front her son; his timid excitement filled her body with lust; especially with the knowledge he had just witnessed his own parents fucking and was clearly turned on by it.

Chris submitted. He put his hands on his knees and looked up at his mother - all he could keep thinking to himself was how utterly stunning she was. Her dark hair with auburn streaks was tussled around but hardly messy; her skin was smooth and she smelled of faint perfume and the lotion she applies in her daily routine. The familiar scent drove Chris wild and made him feel safe and comfortable. Now very pronounced, his cock strained- wanting desperately to break through the soaked fabric.

Tricia looked down at her son and her body ached for his touch. Since bringing Chris into the family traditions, Tricia and her son had several encounters that never left her disappointed - in fact quite the opposite. She was hornier than ever and could not get enough of her son's cock. The desire to suck, fuck, and cum with every member of her family had increased to a point where she was sending nude pictures, dirty texts, and instigated their family fun as often as possible.

Tricia grabbed Chris' wrists softly; her maternal touch gave Chris goosebumps over his entire body. She slowly guided them to her exposed breasts, letting out a soft moan when her son's hands enveloped her full, waiting breasts.

"Mmmm that's it, Chrissy. That's what mommy likes..." Tricia's words left her lips and were like audible kisses in Chris' ears.

Chris' cock twitched every time he heard, "mommy" from Tricia and she had picked up on it - finding her own pussy tingling every time she said or heard it; trying to coax her son to use the term more often.

Tricia straddled her son after a few seconds of Chris tenderly grabbing his mother's breasts and lightly pinching her rock hard nipples.

"Ohhhh fuck, ma...." Chris couldn't even finish saying, "mom" or "mommy"; the feel of his mother's body straddling him made him feel as if he would burst at any second.

Chris couldn't wait anymore and started taking his initiative. He moved his hands to his mother's side; grabbing her hips and the curves she wore so well. He was eye level with her breasts and didn't hesitate to bury his face between Tricia's waiting tits.

He kissed and licked the sides of her breasts; his excitement keeping him from focusing on a single task. Tricia pushed her head back and moaned; feeling her son's lips on her skin. Chris finally focused and brought his right hand down to his mother's ass while his left focused on Tricia's right breast; holding firmly and pinching her nipple before he placed his mouth over it.

"Oooooh fuck, baby. Yeah. Mmm fuck. Bite it. Bite mommy's nipples..." Tricia's words were encouragement for Chris; his hand cupping her ass; squeezing hard and maneuvering closer to her asshole. Chris' tongue swirled over the hard nub of his mother's nipple; lightly sucking at first but upon hearing his mother's orders; sucked harder and latched his teeth on her nipple. He bit lightly, sucking at the same time- massaging her ass with his other hand. Tricia began to grind her hips into her son's; riding the waves of pleasure as he explored her body.

Chris alternated between Tricia's left and right breasts; repeating the licking, sucking, and biting of her nipples while she ran her hands through his hair and used the back of his head and neck as a controller to guide him and let him know when he hit the right spots.

"Fuck baby. That's it. Fuck that feels so good! Mmm Chrissy; that's it. Just like you used to. Mommy loves that, baby." Tricia was losing herself in lust and excitement feeling her son's mouth.

Chris broke his rhythm and grabbed his mother by the hips again; looking up at her as she used her pelvis to grind into his. Tricia had her eyes closed, moaning while she rubbed up against Chris' cock through his shorts.

"Ma...mom..." Chris needed his mother's attention.

She looked down at him and he moved his hands to the waist of her panties which he found out was a thin g-string that barely covered anything that typically needed covering.

Chris pulled down on his mother's panties; a message of his intent to take them off.

"Did you... I mean... do you still have... I saw dad cum inside you... is it..." Chris didn't know how to ask the question he was dying to know the answer to.

Tricia worried about her answer and whether or not Chris would think differently if he knew his father's semen was still inside her.

She bent down and kissed her son; not with tongue but more than a peck.

"You want to know if dad's cum is still inside me?" Tricia asked bluntly.

Chris nodded sheepishly.

Tricia was too horny and filled with lust for her son to lie to him and her aggressiveness, she thought, should help in this situation.

Tricia went back in for a kiss and ran her tongue over her son's lips; before she brought her lips to his ear.

"Baby..." Tricia whispered. "Your mommy is filled with cum. My panties are soaked - my cum and your dad's cum..." she finished with a light suck of Chris' earlobe.

"nnnnggghhh fuck, mom..." Chris nearly came right then and there. He felt his mother take his hand and put it on the outside of her panties. Chris could feel the saturation of cum that was overtaking the incredibly thin fabric covering his mom's snatch. He moaned again as he began to rub the outside; trying to feel where his mom's clit was through her panties. Tricia gasped as her son slowly rubbed her clit through drenched panties.

Chris and Tricia began to kiss passionately. Mother and son's lips were locked and their tongues danced around quickly; adding to the already overwhelming feeling of desire between the two. With his other hand; Chris moved his mother's panties to the side; exposing her bare lips and matted, wet tuft of hair above her slit.

Chris felt the warmth of the liquid now drenching his finger as he pushed his father's cum back and deeper inside his mother. He shuddered as the feeling overtook him. His cock was screaming and he pressed his hips upwards in an attempt to create any sort of contact through his shorts. He felt the amount of precum now flowing out of his cock and he was nearly convinced he had already cum.

Tricia and her son broke their kiss and Chris brought his cum covered finger to his mother's lips. Tricia could taste the saltiness of her husband's seed and the sweetness of her own. She wasn't expecting her son to gleefully press his lips on to hers; not waiting for her tongue before he kissed and licked his mother's lips, sharing in the taste of his parent's sex.

"Fuck Chrissy that's so fucking sexy. You have me so fucking wet, baby." Tricia broke the kiss just long enough to speak the words into her son's lips.

Chris wanted every inch of his mother in that exact moment; but he had an idea and he was determined. He took his mother by the hips and guided her down on to his bed. Her body laid eagerly on top of her silk robe; still open and exposed her entire front. Once Tricia was lying on his bed; Chris stood up and finally removed his shorts; freeing his pulsating cock from its prison. His precum dangled from his cock, which he again used as lube to slightly stroke his manhood - stopping at one stroke for fear of unleashing right there.

He looked down at his mother; her body writhing on the bed, one hand slipping into her panties; rubbing her drenched cunt and the other twisting and pulling at her nipples. Chris could have stayed and watched but he needed his mother and she needed him.

Chris bent down at Tricia's side and kissed his mother passionately on her lips. She moaned into his mouth with each pass at her clit but then felt her son's hands replace hers between her legs.

Chris pulled lightly and motioned to his mother he needed her panties off. Tricia was expecting Chris to mount her and take her the way he wanted; but her son had something else in mind first. Chris pulled away from the side of his mother and went to the foot of the bed.

He climbed between her legs; stomach and cock pressed into the sheets. The sheets were soft enough on his cock that he lightly humped the bed as he spread his mother's legs; sliding his body closer to her until he could smell the scent of Tricia's womanhood. Chris wrapped his arms under her legs and used his hands to spread his mother's pussy lips, exposing her swollen button and her hole. He wanted to dive right in; but he thought he would tease her first. His lips alternated kisses on either side of Tricia's slit; licking and biting her thighs and getting closer to her vagina with each run.

Tricia's left hand was massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples and her right hand was over her mouth; sucking on her fingers out of excess lust - followed by placing it on the back of her son's head; stroking his hair. She looked down her body and nearly climaxed just from watching her son kiss and lick her thighs; getting ever closer to her cunt.

"nnnnngggghhh baby... fuck... teasing... teasing mommy like that...."

As Tricia finished her sentence; Chris finally placed his lips over his mom's clit - eliciting a sharp gasp from her mouth. She tensed up; her muscles sending a torrent of pleasure throughout her loins. She felt her son's finger probe at her opening while his tongue slowly but firmly rolled over her swollen clit. Tricia reflexively pressed her hips towards Chris and into his lips. Chris was in sensory overload - the taste of his mother's clit and the feeling of her warm, drenched hole clenching and sliding against his finger.

Chris' speed increased and judging by his mother's legs shaking and spasming; he must have been doing something right. Tricia's hand alternated between her tits and grabbing the sheets for leverage as her son ate his mother's cum filled pussy. Chris took his hand and spread his mother's lips even wider; wasting no time in burying his tongue deep inside her.

Tricia's body clenched and she felt like she was on a roller coaster. She realized she was now aggressively pulling her son's hair while his tongue explored her tightening hole.

Chris felt his cock pulsing against the bed and his stomach and wanted to cum then and there but knew he still had work to do. His tongue slurped and lunged at anything it could reach; desperately trying to lap up any cum he could find.

Tricia felt a tremendous pressure building and the fact that her son was needing to hold her down at the waist to keep her stationary enough to continue devouring her pussy brought her closer and closer to climax. Clutching the sheets and straining her body against the immense pleasure she was experiencing; she felt the familiar feeling building.

"ohhhh.... nnngghh... Chris.... Chrissy... baby... oh fuck you're gonna..."

Chris felt Tricia's legs start to shake; her legs now wrapped around his shoulder allowing him to dart and slide his tongue as deep as possible into her. He ran his tongue from her hole and back up her lips until her clit was his focus. Knowing he was nearly there; Chris increased the speed and firmness of his licking and sucking; alternating between working his tongue inside his mom and swirling it around her throbbing clit.

Now bucking her hips and clenching her fists and teeth; Tricia let out the loudest groaning and squeaking he'd ever heard and it nearly took him out of his rhythm; but his lips were locked onto his mom's cunt; his tongue licking wildly as he felt the warm rush of liquid cascade over his tongue, lips and chin. The sheer volume surprised Chris; but he couldn't get enough. His cock pulsed and he could feel his own precum covering his stomach and sheets.

"ohhhhhmyyyfuuuuu.....I'm cum.... Mommy's cum.... Fuck baby, fuck, fuck, fuck mommy's cumming all over your face..." Tricia's words were halted and interrupted by the force of her orgasm but she got them out nonetheless; encouraging Chris to lap up every drop. He rode the movement of his mom's hips and slowed his tongue until he licked every inch. Tricia laid, panting like she had just run a mile at the Olympics. Chris noticed the sheets below both him and his mom were drenched with cum. He felt alive - and ready to cum himself. His lips and mouth were still drenched with what was now mostly his mother's cum; but he could also taste traces of what he knew to be his dad's cum.

He leaned down over his mother and slowly kissed her; not wanting to interrupt her recovery but also not wanting her to miss how good she tasted. Tricia couldn't catch her breath right away but when her son's lips touched hers, covered in a mixture of her and her husband's cum; she couldn't help but grab the back of Chris's head and pull him into her; finding the energy to passionately lick and suck his lips - tasting as much of the cum as she could.

Tricia sat up; still locked at the lips with Chris. Her hand worked its way down Chris' body and felt him quiver as she took his erect cock into her hand. She felt a rush of adrenaline at the feel of her son's excitement.

"All this because of mommy, huh?" Tricia broke the kiss to whisper the quip to Chris; but Chris could only respond with a sigh of pleasure as his mother began slowly stroking his rock hard cock.

Tricia could feel the slickness of her son's precum and used it to stroke him easier. She let go of his cock; causing the standing Chris to go momentarily weak in the knees, and brought her hand to her mouth; using her saliva to moisten her hand along with tasting her boy's precum.

Chris stood in front of his mother; pelvis stuck out just slightly; presenting his stiff cock which his mother happily accepted. She situated him between her knees as she sat now on the side of the bed. Mother looked up at son; one hand still stroking - more rhythmically than quick and the other hand placed gently on his balls. Chris felt his mom's smooth hands on his cock and balls and his breathing increased. He reached down and took his mom's nipple in his hand; however he quickly pulled it away when the sensation brought him to the edge of exploding.

Tricia locked eyes with her son; her hand on his cock stopping at the base while she brought her lips to the tip; pecking with motherly kisses until she felt a large drop of precum on her lips. Her tongue quickly snatched the precum into her mouth and in quick succession, flicked the tip of her son's cock. Chris flinched and became swept up in what was happening.

He looked down in time to see his cock disappear into his mom's mouth- something he didn't realize could look so sexy. Tricia was tender and slow with her sucking and licking; her mouth alternating between firm sucking and targeted licking. She felt her son's legs shake; his body trembling with each pass under his shaft and over his head; soaking up his precum and lubricating his cock simultaneously.

Tricia knew Chris was close; his whimpers and whines let her know his orgasm was fast approaching. She began to stroke slowly with one hand while passionately kissing his member. Her free hand rolled his balls slowly; tickling them together with the actions of her mouth and other hand. As her son began to breathe heavier and heavier; Tricia moved her hand between his legs and placed her hand on his ass; pulling him and his cock deeper into her mouth until her nose pressed against Chris' stomach. Chris was now actively shaking and his breaths were quick and short.

"M...mo... I can feel it... I'm close, mom."

Expecting his mom to remove his cock from her mouth, Chris watched in awe as Tricia's mouth bobbed up and down slowly, continually working her tongue. She looked up at her son and locked eyes and hummed her approval.

Chris began to buck his hips and clenched his fists. As the tidal wave of ecstasy started pouring into him; he felt his mother plunge a finger into his asshole. Chris' muscles began to twitch and his body trembled. His knees locked and he felt himself lose all control as he clenched against his mother's finger; releasing the cum from deep inside his balls.

"ohmyfuuuu...." Chris couldn't finish his thought as his cock pulsed and released rope after rope of his seed into the back of his mom's throat.

"mmmmmm...." Tricia felt her son's hot load cascade into her mouth; her tongue sitting on the underside of the tip of his cock, drinking in every drop.

Chris shuddered and nearly lost his balance as his mom massaged his still tight asshole and licked up the cum by feel. Chris twitched as her tongue slid across his sensitive tip and finally felt her finger slip out of his ass, something Chris didn't expect to miss.

As soon as he could, he collapsed; exhausted, on the bed. Tricia licked her lips after swallowing everything her son gave her, then joining him on the bed with a deep kiss. Chris felt his cock stir as he tasted himself on his mother's lips.

Mother and son laid together, intertwined and catching their breath; occasionally kissing and slipping their tongues to taste themselves after a short but intense mother and son moment.

Tricia was the first to get up, running her finger down her son's bare chest and giving his tired cock a quick kiss before standing in front of Chris, closing her robe.

Tricia smiled at her son. "Chrissy, you rock my world, you know that?"

Chris could only smile; still admiring his mother.

"And I think we found something else you like..." Tricia waved a finger at her son, causing him to blush. "Don't worry, honey. It's the best. You're just like your dad" Tricia blew a kiss to Chris and let him know she was going to shower. Tricia's comment hung in the air and pondered the comment his mother just made.

Chris laid on his bed, naked and exhausted; his cock occasionally twitching when playing back what just happened. He drifted off to sleep, already have cum twice and it wasn't even noon. He couldn't help but wonder what could possibly happen next.​