Incest/Taboo The Slutty Soccer Moms' Surprise

As always, this is a work of fiction and the characters are fictional and exist only in this story and in my imagination! Enjoy!

It struck me funny how things led to our four young men cooling their heels in Natalie's living room just a couple of hours after they had graduated high school, unhappy about being home with family instead of off partying hard with their classmates. Not a one of them suspected that this all really began nine years ago when they joined the local eight-nine year olds soccer league and turned us into soccer moms.

James and I had just moved to Somerset, a nice, quiet suburb of a larger city where James worked. Natalie and I had already become friends, being next door to each other and getting acquainted over the summer before John started the fourth grade. He had instantly become best friends with Natalie's son, Karl. Our husbands also began hanging out together, James recognizing in Steve a kindred sports and barbequing enthusiast.

By the time, Karl and John enrolled in the local youth soccer league, we adults had become quite the foursome. James and I were already heavily flirting with Natalie and Steve and were just waiting for the right moment to suggest a little foursome fun in the bedroom. James and I have always been swingers, having first met at a little orgy at his fraternity back in our college days.

By the time we "officially" proposed the idea of having a sexual foursome, Natalie and I had already spent a little time having some girl-girl fun. Turns out she was as big a slut as I was and bisexual since her teenage years.

At the soccer games, she and I became close to another soccer mom, Donna and after a few tentative flirts, she began joining Natalie and I in some late morning lesbian games. It didn't take much to convince her husband Robert to join the foursome and his long dick was a welcome addition at our husband and wife affairs. Their son, Robbie was also a classmate of John and Karl's and so everything seemed to work together nicely.

Other couples over the years have come and gone from the Somerset Slutty Soccer Moms' Association, but we three core couples have stuck together. Three years ago, we added a solid fourth member to our little get-togethers, Heather, an Iraqi war widow. Her son Dale seemed to fit right in with our sons and the four of them are inseparable.

Once or twice a month, we couples would gather together at one house and we would just lose ourselves in a night of hard, nasty, no holds barred sex. Sometimes, there would be more couples, but there would always be the seven of us (or eight if Heather brought a date). Our sons would be at one of the other homes, under the supervision of a babysitter. We gals would gather together more often, sometimes just a couple of us, but many mornings, the four of us would be licking pussy and bringing out the sex toys while other women would be watching game shows or soap operas.

I think as they grew older, our sons might have started to suspect what was going on, but they never hinted that they knew. It has been a good life and we were all very happy together. Then about two years ago, while we sat in our lawn chairs, cheering the boys on at soccer practice, Heather said the words that would change our lives.

We had showed up for the boys' practice after a long morning and afternoon of naughty sex. I could still feel Donna's long tongue tickling my asshole while she fisted me to a screaming orgasm. Natalie had fucked Heather like a pro with a strap-on until she was literally tearing apart my good sheets. We had picked up the boys from school and took them to soccer practice, all of us with that happy, glowing, "I've been cumming my brains out," look.

As the boys played, having shed their shirts to be the "skins" in a practice game, Heather nodded at my son and said, "Cora, if your son was legal I think I'd fuck him blind!" Donna gasped and we all took a good look at my son as he ran by, all muscular long legs and a chest that was becoming very well defined. He grinned and waved at us before running off to chase down a ball.

Natalie giggled and said, "She's right, Cora. I bet John has a fine chunk of meat between his legs!"

I felt myself blushing, something that I rarely do. I have to confess that as John became a young man, I would catch myself staring at him, wondering what he looked like naked now and how long, how big his cock was. I laughed and looked out across the playing field. "He is handsome isn't he?" I licked my lips and added, "And I will confess, I wouldn't mind getting fucked by any of your sons either. Maybe be the meat in a motherfucker sandwich."

We all burst out laughing, drawing curious looks from the other soccer moms (and dads) watching the practice. Donna reached over and gently stroked my knee and said what I think we were all thinking. "I'd love to get fucked by any of your boys, but God help me, the first one I'd want in my pussy is my Robbie!"

I felt my cunt lips quiver in anticipation and I let out a soft moan. "Me too, hon, me too!" I sighed. Natalie and Heather both nodded in agreement. We all four looked at each other for a moment and finally I said what we all wanted to hear. "Well, I make a motion that the Somerset Slutty Soccer Moms' Association fuck their sons as soon as they are legal!"

Natalie cooed and said. "I second that nasty motion!" The others chimed in and over the course of the next hour as we watched our handsome and completely unaware sons, we developed our naughty plan. Comparing birthdates, we realized that the youngest of our four sons, Donna's Robbie, would turn eighteen two weeks before the boys graduated from high school. It was then we settled on turning their graduation night into something more than they could possibly imagine.

We each broke the news to our husbands, who each had to come to grips with this impending event, but faced with the fact that we would do it anyway with or without their approval, they each came on board. In fact, role-playing mommy and son games really got our husbands revved up time and time again.

As the boys' senior year rolled around, we began doing some preparation work. Four moms in Somerset were really becoming slutty. Shorter, more revealing dresses were the order of the day. Warm weather sunbathing saw us in skimpy bikinis or one piece suits with lots of tit flesh exposed. Colder weather saw us resorting to exercising indoors in shorts and sport bras or t-shirts that revealed a great deal of our assets as they became transparent with sweat. We became a lot more huggy-touchy with our sons and with each other's sons! I never passed up an opportunity to hug on John or one of the other boys, commenting on what handsome men they were becoming. We flirted shamelessly with each other's sons and confirmed that pretty much at will, we could produce large bulges in our own son's pants or each other's sons.

A few days before graduation, their fathers dropped the bomb that we were giving a party in their honor the evening after the graduation ceremony. Needless to say, the boys were not happy. They had plans to go out with girlfriends and other pals to celebrate, but after more than a little arm twisting, each of our sons grudgingly agreed to spend the evening with us "old folks."

And that's how our sons came to be cooling their heels in Natalie's living room at six-thirty in the evening that Friday night in May. The only consolation as they sat around with their fathers was that James and Steve had brought out beers and each was enjoying a cold, frosty one while they waited for we women to come downstairs.

At six-thirty sharp, Steve and James stood up. "Guys, I know you're not happy about being here," said Steve. "But believe me, you have no idea how happy your being here is making your mothers."

"That's right," added James. "Truth be told, you have no idea how happy your moms are going to make you by agreeing to be with them tonight." Robert, sitting at the bar just chuckled. My husband went on. "Now guys, you know for years that we old folks have been getting together a couple of times a month having our grown up parties."

"What you don't know is just how grown up these parties are," said Steve. He looked at each of the boys in turn. "To be blunt, guys, we get together to fuck." That got our sons' attention. Each sat up straighter, their beers forgotten.

"For going on eight years, guys, we've been swinging together. Fucking each other's wives...your mothers," James said, trying to keep a straight face. "Your moms refer to themselves as the Somerset Slutty Soccer Mom's Association." My husband took a deep breath and said, "Guys, now your mothers want you to take part in the fun and games. Guys, your mothers want to fuck you."

"No fucking way," whispered John. James told me later his eyes were about to pop out of his head.

"Yes, way, John," replied his father. James turned and gestured to the stairs leading upstairs. "Gentlemen, I'd like to reintroduce you to your mothers."

That was our cue to make our grand entrance. Natalie came down the stairs first. Natalie is the ultimate girl next door type -- she reminds me of the character Mary-Ann on that old show, Gilligan's Island. Her big brown eyes are matched by her long, dark brown hair and her 36-24-34 figure makes her look positively luscious on a five foot, two inch body. She came parading down the stairs wearing a white corset that lifted her full breasts up and displayed them perfectly along with matching stockings and a thong. Four inch heels completed the ensemble. If I had a cock, I know it would be hard and stiff looking at her,

Next in line was Donna, her milk chocolate skin flawless and mostly exposed in that baby doll negligee, her huge 42DD breasts bouncing along under the gauzy green material with nipples the size of quarters all erect and aching to be sucked. Her matching stockings and garter belt drew attention to her shapely legs and a wild mass of pubic hair was evident under her panties. Her muscular and lithe body seemed even taller than her five foot nine height thanks to the stiletto heels she was wearing. She was a proud Nubian queen and her dark eyes held all sorts of naughty promise.

After Donna came our little Heather. A compact blonde bombshell in a tiny package. Heather at four foot, ten inches tall was a zaftig little hottie, her 34D titties prominently displayed by the sexy black bustier she was wearing. Her long blonde hair fell down around her shoulders against her pale skin. Black panties, hose and heels completed her ensemble, the almost sheer material of her panties were glued to her labia, so wet was her delectable, shaved cunt.

Finally there was me. Shoulder length black hair framed my freckled face and my blue eyes. I was wearing a low cut red baby doll negligee that ended just north of my crotch. My thong and stockings matched my gown and it was obvious from the wild strands of dark pubic hair peeking out that I had an unruly and very hairy beaver between my thighs. My meaty 38D tits spilled out of my negligee, my nipples hard and jutting through the silky cloth. I stand five feet, seven inches tall and I'm not thin, nor am I fat. My husband James calls me built for comfort! My heart was pounding as I smiled down at my son who was devouring me with his body.

Each of us moms made our way to our sons, each leaning over in front of them and giving them a good view of their mommy's tits as we said, "Congratulations, son," before leaning in and kissing them. The kisses began as chaste expressions of motherly love and then turned more heated and passionate as we each moved forward and straddled our handsome sons.

I shivered as I felt my panty clad mound slid across the long, thick bulge in John's pants and I sighed softly as I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against my son's lips. John groaned himself and then he let my tongue in, his tongue rising to the occasion and flowing against mine. For the next few minutes, I was lost in the almost mind blowing joy of French-kissing my child while I slowly rocked against his stiff manhood.

Finally, someone, I think it was Steve, cleared his throat and I and the other moms looked up. Each of us was panting heavily, sitting on the laps of four smiling young men. Apparently Robbie had been a little more adventurous than the rest. Donna's left tit had been scooped out of her negligee, her nipple almost visibly throbbing.

Robert came out from behind the bar and laughed and shook his head at the nasty image of his wife sitting on their son's lap. "Well now, I reckon that no one here is objecting to this little party now." He gestured to the boys. "Anyone wanting to go off partying with their buddies can feel free to leave." He waited a good thirty seconds and then continued. "Right, well, boys, tonight you and your mommas are going to really get to know each other. I promise you before the night is over, you are all going to know each other better than you ever dreamed. Ladies?"

Robert pointed upstairs and each of us moms gave our son a little kiss and then slowly strutted ourselves back up the stairs, our sons looking at us hungrily as we climbed the stairs.

Each of us walked to a bedroom door. There was a post-it sticky on the door with a large number written on it. Mine was number 2. Each of the other doors had a similar note, numbered with a 1, 3, or 4 on it. Inside, I locked the door, turned off the light, slipped off my panties and climbed into the bed. Downstairs, our husbands were allowing the boys to take turns selecting a key out of a bowl. Our key parties had always been a big part of our swinging activities and after many discussions we had decided that our first fucks with our young sons would come from the key party.

At first, there had been some discussion about not being sure of fucking our own sons first, but in one sense, we had all been raising all these boys together, so they were all our sons. After this, we would have a lifetime to get to know our sons' cocks. Tonight was meant to show them what sexy sluts their mothers were.

I shivered with anticipation and couldn't help but run a hand down between my legs, allowing my fingers to splice through my furry bush and into my hot creamy cunt. I couldn't remember the last time I was so turned on.

I heard a key in the door and a momentary fumbling to open the lock. I took a deep breath as the door opened. One of our husbands had turned out the hall light so I couldn't see much more than a shadowy figure enter the room. Someone whispered, "Hello?" his voice a mix of nervousness and excitement with a little fear added in. I couldn't tell who it was.

"I'm here, baby. Momma's right here waiting for you," I whispered back. He moved towards my bed, bumping into it and hissing a whispered apology. I heard the rustling of clothes as he quickly stripped. I reached out a hand and heard a gasp as I found and stroked a bare asscheek.

I found a hand and turned him around. I reached out, guessing for the exact spot and found a hard cock. A very hard cock. He wasn't some long-dicked porno stud, maybe six or seven inches long, but good god, he was thick, thicker than James by a far sight. "Climb up here, baby," I cooed. "Get on top of me," I instructed.

Shaking and fumbling, my new lover eventually climbed between my thighs. I drew him up and let him ease himself down onto my heaving body, my meaty tits cushioning his weight. I felt that thick log of cock meat against my thigh, the head pressing into my mound. I could feel it pulsing with need, with hunger. It knew it needed to be buried deep in my cunt.

I pulled him to me, kissing him on the lips as my hands went through his hair. I knew immediately it wasn't my John I was about to fuck. His short, thick curly head of hair told me immediately that it was Robbie. It dawned on me that he had his daddy's cock. Robert belied that whole silly myth about African American men having the monster long dicks, but he did have the thickest cock of any man in our little swingers group.

I kissed Robbie hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth and then hunching my now blossoming cunt against his erect penis. His hands had found my tits and had freed them from my negligee and were squeezing them hard, pinching my thin, long nipples hard. From his mouth, I rolled my tongue up to his ear and before tickling him, whispered, "Give Momma that fine cock of yours, son!"

Robbie lifted his hips and tried to find my pussy hole, but after several failed attempts, I reached down and guided him between my lips. "Just shove, baby," I moaned. "Be gentle, son. You're so big!" Then I let out a yelp as Robbie shoved into me hard, worming half of his thick log inside me in one swift motion. Goddamn, he was thick! My brain immediately reset for fuck frenzy mode and I had to have all of him inside me. I brought my legs up and my knees back, opening myself for this thick dicked stud and rolled my hips, allowing him to sink deeper. It felt like I was being split wide open. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me good," I moaned and Robbie obliged me by ramming his cock all the way home, his wiry pubic hairs meshing with mine.

I just lay there and groaned for a bit, reveling in the sweet sensation of this young man's cock inside me. Then instinct kicked in for Robbie and the need to move was satisfied and that was even sweeter. Back and forth, Robbie began to worm his cock in and out of me, fucking me, making me squirm with delight. My cunt was flooding with my juices, bathing his thickness in its slick and hot liquidity. Each movement was an exercise in joy.

"Fuck me, baby, fuck Momma hard!" I wrapped my arms and legs around him and we rocked back and forth, quickly moving as one while kissing each other sloppily. His nipples were like hard little pellets scraping against my soft breast flesh. My orgasm was fast coming and I so badly wanted to feel his cum inside me. I kissed his face all over, kissed his ear, curling my tongue into it and then whispering nasty words. "Fuck me, Robbie, fuck Momma fast and hard with that big dick! Fuck me, Robbie, fuck me like you'll fuck your mother later tonight."

Robbie groaned and I continued to tease. "You want to fuck your mother, don't you, Robbie? Mmmmm, you're a big dick motherfucker. Mmmmm, your momma's going to love your cock. She wants to fuck you, Robbie. Your mother told me she dreams of your cock in her hot, nasty cunthole. She want you to cum in her, make her babies and fuck you forever. Mmmmm, yes, fuck Momma, fuck Momma, fuck Mommmmmaaaaa..."

My voice fell off into a wordless moan of delight as Robbie buried himself deep inside me and then his cock swelled and began pumping cum at a almost scary rate inside me, filling me up with his steaming hot semen! It all hit home for me then, the true reality of what I was doing. I had just fucked my friend's son -- someone I had known most of his life. Someone I had helped raise and looked after and mothered and who was now at last a man in his own right, with a fine man cock buried in my motherly cunt!

My orgasm began with the sweet deliciousness of his hot cum and then exploded into a nuclear fury as I reveled in the fact that a sexy eighteen year old had emptied his balls in my cunt. I squeezed him tight to me with my arms and legs and I rode out my orgasm, screaming my love of his cock.

When I had regained control of my senses, I realized that his cock was slowly slithering out of me and I moaned, "Let me suck you, Robbie!" I felt more than saw him shift on the bed and then his still mostly erect meat was slapping me wetly in the face. I licked him clean, slathering my tongue over his cunt cream and sperm drenched penis and licking all that tasty cum up.

"Baby, your mother is going to love your cock," I purred to him, pulling him down so that he could rest his head on my still heaving breasts.

"Really? You think so, Ms Cora?" I felt his cock, again erect, throb against my leg.

I giggled. "Oh yeah, honey! She's been dreaming about this for years. I bet you have too."

"Yes, ma'am," Robbie replied.

"It won't be too long now, honey," We lay there quietly for a bit, his breath catching as we heard a woman screaming in orgasm from one of the other rooms.

"Was -- was that Mom?" Robbie asked. I could feel his lips move against one of my nipples.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure, Robbie. Your mom's a screamer for sure. She screams her head off when I have my tongue in her sweet cunt and suck her big fat clit!" Robbie moaned and then began to move on top of me again.

I was afraid I would be unable to resist him with that lovely cock and all, but before I had to explain to him that for the moment he was allowed just the one fuck, we both heard Steve banging on doors and yelling, "Time, Gentlemen! Get yourselves back downstairs!"

Robbie stiffened and sighed and climbed off me. He whispered, "It that it? Are we done for the night?"

I sat up and found him and kissed him on the lips, "Robbie darling, the night is just beginning. I kissed him again, slipping my tongue into his mouth before finally letting him go, my hand unable to resist reaching out and stroking his hard, thick dick one last time. I heard Robbie begin to wrestle with his clothes and said, "Just leave them, darling, you won't be needing them the rest of the night."

He muttered, "Wow!" and went to the door. He opened and looked back and said softly. "Thanks, Ms Cora, that was...fucking wonderful!" The door closed and I fell back in bed. My head was spinning with the sheer ecstasy and wonder of the moment. I had just fucked Donna's son! I wondered which one of my friends had a load of my son's semen oozing from their cunt right now.

Then I had no more time to think about it as Steven came down the hallway again calling, "Ladies! Up and at 'em!"

I came out still dressed in my red negligee but with the panties gone, I was basically naked from the crotch down. I could feel Robbie's sperm already oozing down my thigh and knew that my red stockings would soon be cum stained. My tits were spilled out of the negligee as well -- my nipples red and swollen from Robbie's attentions.

In the hallway, I found Natalie grinning from ear to ear. "I don't know who I fucked, Cora, but the kid could sure use his cock!" She too had lost her panties and her little trimmed cunt was swollen and shiny with her juices and semen. "If Karl fucks like that, he aint going to college -- he can stay home and make Momma happy!" She came up and hugged me. I don't know if I have ever seen her so excited.

Next came Heather. All she had left on were her hose and heels. Her long blonde hair was all tousled and wild and she looked like a wanton, sluttish waif. She was wiping tears out of her eyes and said, "I love this. I came so hard, I thought my heart was going to explode!" She joined Natalie and myself and we all exchanged hugs and kisses. I could taste cum on both their lips and knew I wasn't the only one who had sucked a cock clean tonight.

Finally, Donna emerged from her room. She was completely naked except for those stiletto heels. Her wild bush was flecked with thick globs of semen and she had a hungry look to her. She came up and kissed each of us and said, "C'mon you sluts, we're wasting time!"

We paraded back downstairs and strolled past each of our sons, displaying our naked or partly naked charms for them to see. They all looked like they'd swallowed the proverbial canary. Each was naked and sporting a tremendous erection and despite being a bit red-faced from being naked in front of their mothers, seemed proud to show off their lovely cocks.

We moms took a seat across the room from them on a long sofa that Steve had moved into position. It was a bit crowded, but I think the boys appreciated the opportunity to see us rubbing and squeezing our motherly bodies against one another.

Robbie's father, Robert came into the center of the room with a glass bowl filled with slips of paper. He eyeballed us ladies and then studied everyone's son. "Well now, I don't reckon anyone's changed their mind about leaving, have they?" he asked the boys. They all shook their head anxiously in the negative. He laughed, along with Steve and my James and continued. "All right then. Next we're going to be playing some party games. This here bowl has some situations written on them and you guys are going to each get to draw a slip and then..." he paused and grinned. "And then, you guys get to pick which of the ladies gets to, um, play out the situation."

We ladies all laughed and the boys laughed too, glancing at us nervously. Robert walked over to the boys and said, "Let's see. Dale, why don't you start?"

He offered Dale the bowl and laughing nervously, Dale reached in and drew out a piece of paper. Dale unfolded it and said, "Um, do I read it aloud?" When Dale nodded, he proceeded to read aloud, "THESE MOM'S LOVE COCK, BUT THEY LOVE CUNT TOO. PICK YOUR MOM AND ONE OTHER AND WATCH THEM EAT EACH OTHER OUT!"

Dale looked up from the paper and grinned weirdly. "Um, fucking wow! He looked over at us. His mother stood up and smiled at him. "Um, Mom, how about you and..." he looked us over and added, "You and Ms. Donna." The other guys just sighed.

Heather turned around and held out her hand to Donna who rose up and took it. They came together, Donna towering over Heather, their bodies standing out in stark contrast from each other in so many ways. Heather's pale skin against Donna's dark brown skin. Donna so tall and Heather so tiny. Heather's shaved cunt and Donna's untamed muff. They both went to their knees and kissed, their hands roaming over each other's bodies, groping tits and fingering slits before Donna finally pulled Heather down on top of her.

The two mothers wasted no time in burying their faces into each other's pussies and quickly the room began to fill with the thick aroma of aroused cunt and with the noise of moans and sighs. I noticed James walk behind the boys and whisper to each of them and I knew he was encouraging them to get closer and to watch. I was proud to see my John move first off the couch, kneeling down close to get a bird's eye view of Donna stirring her long, nasty tongue around inside Heather's cum filled pussy. The other boys followed and watched as the two women licked cunt and lapped up the man cream deposited in each other's wombs.

A couple of times, one of our sons would begin to stroke himself and I heard Steve call out from behind us, "Save it, dudes. Your mothers will take care of you soon enough!" Finally, both Donna and Heather began to sob out their orgasms. Donna's magic tongue was doing all sorts of crazy things inside Heather's cunt and Heather was literally sucking on Donna's swollen clit as they both came loudly, soaking each other with their creams. They both rose to their feet unsteadily while the rest of us applauded. Both mothers sat down grinning through wet and shiny, cum covered faces.

Robert returned with the bowl and again approached the boys. "Well, let's just keep going down the line," he said. "John, you're next!" My heart began to pound wildly as John glanced at me and grinned at me in a way that made my cunt lips quiver with anticipation.

John scanned the paper he was reading and then as his face turned bright red, he read it aloud. "PICK A LUCKY FRIEND TO GET A BLOWJOB FROM YOUR MOM AND THEN PICK ANOTHER MOM SHE CAN SHARE HIS CUM WITH!" John looked up at me and sighed. "Um, Mom, I'd like you to suck...Karl's cock!"

I should have known. Since he was eight years old, John shared just about everything else with Karl -- his bike, the chicken pox, crushes. I licked my lips and stood up, my tits bouncing as I did so. I strutted slowly towards Karl, tossing a sexy wink at my son as I did so. Slowly, I squatted down between Karl's legs, eyeing his lovely and dripping cock. He had a classic cock, circumcised and at almost seven inches, pleasingly thick. "H-hi, Ms. Cora," he gasped as I took his hard dick in hand.

I smiled up at this young man I had known for so long and replied, "Just relax, Karl. Imagine I'm your mother doing this." I licked the head of his cock, lapping up a thick drool of precum and smacked my lips. "You taste delicious, baby," I cooed and then I plunged my mouth over his cock and took him, drawing gasps from the others as I demonstrated my ability to take a cock deep in my mouth. Slowly I worked my way back to the tip, my tongue working furiously over his satiny steel rod. I reached out and took his hand and placed it on my head. His fingers tangled in my dark hair before he realized he could guide me in my cock sucking efforts. Then I let him take control, showing me what he wanted from moment to moment. Karl enjoyed first deep throat and then the joys of sucking on the swollen head of his dick while my tongue rolled and teased it.

Like a good cocksucking slut, I made sure to keep eye contact with him, breaking it only to glance at my son sitting next to him. I reached out at one point and took my son's cock in my hand and slowly stroked it before I heard James mildly rebuke me with an amused, "Behave, Cora."

Karl's body grew rigid and he stiffened up and then a dam burst and I was receiving a flood of hot semen, sweet and yet salty and undoubtedly man cum. "Ohhhh Coraaaa!" my best friend's son gasped. I swirled it around my mouth, furiously sucking, draining him of his massive load of jizz and trying hard not to swallow the mouthful of his seed. Finally, I let him slip from my mouth, a dribble of sperm escaping and running slowly down my chin.

I turned and looked at John. My son was staring at me with his mouth open in astonishment and it took a few seconds for him to remember that there was a second part to this activity. His eyes widened and he said, "Oh yeah! Sorry, Mom. Ummm, share Karl's sperm with his Mom!"

I smiled closed mouth and slowly stood up and met Natalie in the middle of the floor. I tilted Natalie's head back and opened my mouth and let some of her son's cum slowly drip from my mouth to hers and while all the boy's groaned, I crushed my lips against hers and we tongue kissed, swapping Karl's sperm back and forth -- a wet, sloppy kiss that allowed some of his semen as well as our saliva to drip down our chins and scatter drops on our tits mashed together. We began to swallow as we continue to kiss and we gave the boys a five minute demonstration of a sapphic soul kiss that had her son's cock hard for a third time before we finish. Natalie capped the scene by leaning over to lick her son's drops of cum off my tits and then finished with a teasing suck of each of my swollen nipples.

Once we're seated again, Robert returned with the bowl and offered it to Karl. Natalie's son needed no encouragement to reach in and pull out a slip of paper. With a big grin on his face he read aloud, "ONE DONG IS GOOD AND TWO DONGS ARE BETTER -- JUST ASK YOUR MOMS. PICK YOUR MOM AND ONE OTHER TO GIVE A DEMONSTRATION! WHEN BOTH HAVE CUMMED, THE OTHER MOMS WILL CLEAN THINGS UP!" When Karl finished reading, he looked up perplexed. The other boys had a look of confusion as well.

Natalie stood up and smiled at her son. She crossed the room to an unused ottoman stool and lifted up a lid. From inside, she pulled out a two foot long, double headed rubber dildo and comprehension dawned on all the boys' faces. Natalie winked at them and lifting one end of the dildo to her mouth, kissed it and said, "Son, I'll need a partner."

Karl's eyes grew wide as he finally and completely understood what was about to happen. "Oh yeah, fuck yeah. Mom, I want to see you and Ms. Cora um...fucking each other!"

Happily, I joined Natalie in the center of the room and as we had done many times, we sat down facing each other. Natalie draped her shapely legs across my thighs and then she took the dildo in hand and fed one end into my cunt, slowly worming the thick rubber dong in about four inches deep. I couldn't help but moan as the rubber cock slipped inside me. I felt a faint sheen of fucksweat break out on my face.

Natalie let slip a similar moan as she then fed the other end of the dildo into her own cunt. "I love you, Cora," she sighed as we began to slowly hunch towards each other, each with one hand on the floor and the other keeping the dildo straight at each end. Our moans increased in intensity as our asses slowly slid across the carpet as we each took in inch after sweet inch of fake penis.

"I love you, too, Natalie," I cooed as I watched the rubber dick slip into me. It was marked so we would know how much we had inside us. When we both were at eight inches, we were both shaking with the intensity of the moment and we let go of the dildo and leaned back, supporting ourselves on our arms and giving the boys a better view of the decreasing distance between our wet and sloppy cunts. As we worked our pussies back and forth, trying to take more in, the dark surface of the dildo became greased with our juices and the semen of our earlier fucks.

We sobbed and cried as our thighs moved closer and closer and soon as we passed ten inches each, I could feel the heat from Natalie's cunt against my own hairy twat. The boys had stood up and crept closer to watch. I heard Dale mutter, "Fuck! These hot bitch moms are going to take it all!"

We were both beginning to succumb to our orgasms when our cunt lips met and kissed, mashing together in a wet and sticky and oh so hot union. Then we did the near impossible considering our bodies were beginning to convulse with ecstatic fury. We both flung ourselves upright and wrapped our arms and legs around each other, driving the rubber cock deeper into each of our wombs and kissed each other wetly through our entire orgasm. My world became centered around the torrents of sheer erotic pleasure exploding in my cunt and tearing my entire body apart.

I came back to myself realizing that I was flat on my back. Natalie's legs still draped over my thighs and I sensed more than heard her heavy breathing intermixing with my own gasps for air. Then, Heather was kneeling over me and next to her sat Donna. Both were breathing heavy as well. Heather leaned over and kissed me, snaking her tongue into my mouth, her long, now wild, blonde hair floating across my chest, tickling my skin. I knew that Donna was doing the same to Natalie. Hands found their way down between our spread legs and then Natalie and I groaned with new pleasure as our friends and fellow moms slowly pulled the dildo from our cunts.

The kisses ended and Heather and Donna faced each other, both holding up the two headed cock from the middle and showing off the cunt cream and semen covered dildo. I watched, becoming aroused again, as Heather began licking the head of it, tasting my creams, mixed with Robbie's cum. Donna did the same, sucking clean Natalie's juices stirred up with one of our son's cum. A thrill ran through me when I considered it might even be John's cum. Like two starving wretches, they had the rubber cock cleaned in no time at all.

On unsteady feet, Natalie and I joined the other Moms back on our sofa, Donna offering me a messy and tasty kiss and Heather doing the same for Natalie. Across the room, four young men looked like they were about to explode and who could blame them. I'm shocked they weren't raping us now that they knew their mothers for the sluts we were.

Robert brought the bowl back over to them and offered it to his son, Robbie. Robbie quickly reached in and pulled out a new slip of paper. He read it silently and then shook his head and read it aloud. "YOU LUCKY MOTHERFUCKER, YOU GET A BLOWJOB FROM YOUR MOTHER WHILE TWO OF YOUR MOTHERFUCKER FRIENDS GET TO HELP YOU MAKE HER AIRTIGHT! DON'T WORRY ABOUT MAKING A MESS -- THE OTHER MOMS WILL HELP CLEAN UP!" He looked up at his father and said, "Dad, what's 'airtight' mean?"

Robert grunted and leaned over and whispered in his ear. We ladies giggled as Robbie was educated. "Oh lord," sighed Donna admiring her son. I think his cock just got bigger!" She stood up and strutted over to the center of the room.

"C'mon, Robbie," she said teasingly. "Your mommy needs a lot of cock and she needs it right the fuck now!" Donna ran her hands up and down her lithe body, cupping her mammoth tits and pinching her swollen, meaty nipples and then slipped a hand through her wild thatch of pubic hair to reveal the gleaming wet, pink meat between her thick lips.

Robbie stood up, his cock so hard it slapped up against his flat belly. He looked at the other boys and said, "Dale, John, let's go!"

Both boys stood up and they all came over and surrounded Donna. She looked quite bemused and horny at the same time. Well, after all it isn't every day that you find yourself surrounded by long hard cocks. For the first time, I began to compare the cocks of our sons. Robbie's cock, I was already familiar with. He had six inches of thick meat -- by far the thickest cock in the room except maybe for his daddy. Dale's cock was a little longer -- maybe seven inches and more "normal" in appearance. Karl, sitting on the couch had the longest cock -- like his father, he was pushing maybe ten inches. I sighed. All three looked beautiful and I lusted for each, but (and maybe this is Momma being prejudiced, but I thought John's cock was the finest of all. My son didn't have the longest or the thickest, but I was guessing he was almost nine inches in length (longer than his father by at least an inch!) and while not as thick as Robbie or Robert, I knew that it was going to make me feel full when I finally got it into my wet and hungry cunt!

Donna studied John and Dale's cocks for a few seconds, nodded to herself and then turned to us and in a commanding tone said, "Heather, come lube up your son!" While Heather hurried over and knelt in front of her son and began to give him a sloppy blowjob, Donna ordered my son to lie down on his back. When John obeyed, his cock stiff and thick and waving in the air, Donna straddled him and slowly squatted down. John moaned as did I as Donna's pussy spread around my son's erection and slowly swallowed it.

"Damn, that's one fine cock your baby has, Cora," crooned Donna as she settled down, taking John completely in her pussy. "You will want this big stick in you night and day!" Donna leaned forward, her big, meaty tits dragging across John's chest. She looked over at her shoulder and said, "That's good, Heather. Hey now, stop! His cock belongs to me right now!"

Heather reluctantly let her son's cock slip from her lips, a bit of a pout on her lips as she surrendered the now slick with saliva penis. Donna looked up at Dale and said, "Sweetheart, do you know what to do?" Dale shrugged and Donna laughed and said, "You already fucked me. You're going to do it again -- just this time I want that big dick in my asshole. Get behind me sweetheart and line it up and just push steady!" Donna wiggled her ass a bit, making both her and John groan. Dale crouched down and with shaking hands, spread Donna's shapely ass cheeks and pressed his cock against her puckered hole.

"Easy, Dale -- oh, easy, sweetHEART!!! OH, OH, FUCKKKKKERR!" Donna screamed as Dale popped through her anal ring and suddenly filled her asshole with hard throbbing dick. Donna's body shook and she moaned wordlessly as she found herself impaled on two hard cocks. She looked at Robbie and licked her lips and unable to speak, implored him with her eyes. Robbie with a gleam of lust staggered to her and slipped his meat into her wide open mouth. It barely fit, but she took the head of his thick penis and began to suck.​