Incest/Taboo They Love Them Older and Busty

He gives Tom some orders and when his friend comes back with the mattress and a pair of ropes in his hands, he lays the woman on the mattress face down; then they tie her wrists to the rails of the pool's stairs.

She cries louder. "What do you want, now, you bastards? Didn't you get enough of me? What else?"

Nick doesn't replay. "Grab her ankles, Tom! And spread her legs!"

Tom obeys.

Knelt beside her, Nick runs his hands over the velvet skin of her exposed ass-cheeks.

"Bitch, you've got a nice ass!" he exclaims, giving a series of gentle slaps to her butt. "Warm and soft flesh! These globes need a special treatment!" he leans forward and kisses each mound. He licks the round smoothness, then pushes his tongue on the delicious cleavage between the cheeks, making some erotic slurping sounds.

"Please, Nick. . ." she moans, but he interrupts her. "Call me sir, slut, I'm your master!"

"Sir. . . please. . . sir, I'll let you play with my ass," she whispers "but untie me. . . please. . . please!"

"Shut up, slave!" he thunders. "I'm gonna have fun with your body the way I want!"

He massages her lovely buns in every directions, spreading and closing them, alternately, with his large palms.

"You nasty man! Gaaawwwd. . . you're so huge!"

"You like being manhandled, don't you, baby?" He inserts four inches of his finger into her anus, and she lets out a loud gasp. "Next time I'll fuck this ass. Now I try different fun!"

"You bastard!" she yells, as Nick rotates the finger in her hole. "Uuuuhhh . . .

uuuuuuuhhhhhh . . . slow. . . slow. . . aaaaaarrrrgggghhhhh. . ."

"This butt is so nice, so good!" he exclaims. "A plaything, my plaything!!" With an audible plop, he removes from her rear channel his finger and traces with it the path of her ass-crack.

"So nasty. . . so nasty. . . oooohhhh. . ." she moans joyously, as he places little kisses all over the two enticing spheres and drums over them with the finger-tips of the other hand.

"Like it, don't you?" he asks.

"Yes. . . yes, when you don't hurt me!"

She is enraptured by the hot treatment he is giving her.

"And you let your son play with your ass, don't you?"

"It's not your business, mister!" she replies arrogantly.

SMACK! SMACK! Two times his rough hand makes contact with her plump ass, one on the left, one on the right globe.

"Noooooooooo!!!!" Helen jumps and screams.

"This is only the start, lil one!" SMACK! SMACK! Two other slaps follow.

"Pleeeaaaase. . . pleeeaaase. . . noooooo!" she yells.

"You've to give respect to your master, lil one!"

SMACK! SMACK!

"Yeeeeesssss. . . sir. . . I respect you. . ." she implores.

"Now tell me, little chick! Does your son play with your ass?" Nick insists.

"Yes, yes. . . sometimes. . ."

"What does he do, little chick?"

"He licks. . . he kisses. . ."

"Kisses your hole?"

"Oooooohhhh. . . don't be so crude, Nick!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Call me sir, I repeat!" he shouts out loudly. "Does your fucking son kiss and finger your butt-hole?"

"Yes, yes sir, yes!"

"Every day?"

"Yes sir, every day! He says my ass is perfect. Tight and round like a blown up balloon!" Finally Nick's slaps have tamed her.

"The asshole! What a language to his mother!" he laughs. "And does he slap your butt, little chick?"

"Sometimes. . . he gives me few slaps!" she whispers.

SMACK! SMACK!

"Like that?" he asks.

"Not so hard, sir!. . . Now stop, please. . . please!" Helen begs.

"Bro, don't be so greedy!" Tom claims."Lemme have a piece of this ass! Lemme have some fun with these half-moons!"

"Okay, bro, the girl is yours!"

And with that they change position: Nick grabs her ankles, while Tom kneels beside the woman.

He starts with a slow massage, followed by a sensual licking of her reddened glutes.

"Oh Christ baby, your ass is a cream cake!" He exclaims, then bits on one asscheek.

"Oh. . . oh. . . ooooouuuuuch!" she cries.

He pushes one finger inside of her, lapping again her buns with his tongue.

"Ohhhhhh. . . Tom. . .!" she gasps.

He teases her expertly.

"You're going to cum again, Helen!" he says, sliding a second finger into her pussy from the rear and moving it, till he reaches easily her g-spot. Another bit on the delightful smoothness of her ass, and the young black is driving the mature white wife to his complete mercy.

"Tom. . . Tom. . ." she yells hysterically.

"You're going to cum again, mommy Helen!" he shouts out.

"Oh Tom. . . if I cum again I'll die!" she pants.

His finger continues to stroke her g-spot with perfect motions, as his tongue runs along her ass-crack.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh. . ." she wails.

"Are you yielding?" he asks in her ear.

"Yes. . . yes. . . I yield. . . you're so bad! Do me as you want!" she jumps on the mattress.

"Present your butt, wifey! I want you doggy-style!" he orders. Nick releases his grab on her ankles and she positions herself on all four, her ass pointing up in the air, her cunt close to his helmet, her face laid down.

"Good girl!" Tom exclaims. "You know how to please your man. And your pussy is a delicious dessert!" Now his hands are on her hips, his cockhead caressing her clit, her milk filled boobs dangling erotically from her chest, her nipples scraping the surface of the mattress.

With a lewd grin on his face, Tom cups her gorgeous tits entirely in his hands and squeeze them.

"What a warm fleshy udders!" he bursts out laughing.

Two streams of milk flow out of her nipples and land on the mattress.

"Ahhhhhhhh. . . gaaaawwwwddd!" she squeals, totally vulnerable.

At the same time he pushes his dick up her cunt hole. Easily, like into a butter bowl, he enters her well lubricated vagina in only one thrust.

Helen lets out a second squeal of approval.

For ten minutes Tom enters and exits her hole with his engorged shaft, making her moan, coo and cry. He rides the mature woman, calling her with dirty words.

"You slutwife! You big titted whore! You're made only for fucking! You love the black young cock, don't you, bitch?"

And she replies submissively "Yes, yes, I love the black young cock!"

"More than your son's?"

"Yes, yes, more than his!"

"Where is the young black cock, now?"

"In my pussy, sir!"

"What is it doing, whore?"

"Fucking me, sir!"

"And you want my cum, don't you?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Tell me I want your cum in my cunt hole!"

"I want your cum in my cunt hole, sir!"

"Beg me, mommy Helen!"

"Yes, yes, sir. . . oooooohhhhhh. . . I beg you. . . please. . . please. . . give me your cum, don't let me wait. . . please. . . please. . ." she screams.

"Again. . .again. . . again. . ." Tom's enormous erection is close to ejaculating, while his fingers are savagely mauling Helen's motherly globes.

"Yes, big boy, yes. . . come, you bastard. . . come in my pussy. . . drill me with your big dong. . . Ra*e me!" she yells.

And finally the "big boy" comes, filling her womb with his hot sticky sperm, as the woman's body is trembling all over, under the effects of a powerful huge orgasm.

Two hard loud slaps on each ass cheek put an end to the torrid session.

Now Helen lays in a heap on the mattress, her wrists still bound to the rails of the pool's stairs.

"Poor baby!" John's deep voice speaks softly over her. "The damned guys gave you a thrashing! You're a mess, darling, a real mess! But now daddy is here to rescue you!" and his hands untie rapidly the ropes.

"Come here, little girl, up into my arms!" he exclaims, scooping the mature Helen up, like a feather.

Up in the air, her left tit touches erotically his mouth: immediately his tongue flicks the pink nipple, then his lips feast on the creamy swell of the full boob.

She moans tenderly, clearly enjoying touch and kisses of her new lover.

"God, John, I've never had my tits played as hard and long as today, by you and your friends!"

"And you, little pussy," he replies "did you pretend to come here showing off all this abundance, two bowls full of delicious nutritious milk, without paying duty?"

"Some petting, may be, but not the treatment I got from three lewd and licentious maniacs, like you and the two blacks!"

"Your friend Carol enjoys it, from us!"

"John. . . ."

"Say daddy!" he interrupts her.

"Daddy, today my tits were handled and devoured much more than before!"

"More than in the family?" he laughs out loud.

"More. . . more. . . more than by all the boyfriends in my forty-two years!"

"Baby, these boobs deserve it! When I fuck Carol, I find a petite body with two melon-sized knockers only asking to be mouthed and squeezed, but yours are super: two lactating pillows of flesh!"

"I know it; Rudy, my older son, calls me Lady Tits, when he bares them!"

John breaks out again in a laugh. "Lady Tits!! Indeed your son shows good taste for his mommy! Me too I'll call you Lady Tits, starting from now"!

During all this time John has not stopped to swirl his tongue over the satin skin of Helen's tits: in her position, tenderly cradled and bounced like a child in the strong arms of the young stud, her breasts wobble like balloons in front of his mouth and he licks them.

"Okay, Lady Tits!" he calls out "Let's go for a shower!" and he walks to the poolside cabin.

On the way, the intoxicating sensation of the voluptuous, naked, smooth-skinned body of the mature housewife, with those incredible round ass and bouncy milking tits, carried in full submission in his muscled arms, has an insurmountable effect on his hormones: his enormous cock bulges and strains against the cloth that holds it.

In a rapid motion, just on the threshold of the cabin, he hooks, with one hand, the edge of his shorts and throws them to the ground. Now he is totally naked.

"What are you doing?" Helen asks, easily taken in position, with only one arm, by the giant guy.

"Watch, baby, what I got for you!" he exclaims and at the same time he lowers her down to the floor. She stands up, facing the gigantic, fully hard dong, obscenely wobbling toward her.

"Mmmmmmyyyyyyy. . . gggaaaaawwwwwdddd. . . it's a monster!!" she screams, ogling the enormous phallus.

"D'you like it, Lady Tits?" he asks, because she has already spread her legs and bent slightly her knees --no need, for her, to kneel, due to their height difference- letting her pink little tongue slide all around the head of the turgid cock.

Now John lets out a long loud groan.

"Suck it, baby, run your fucking mouth over the dick! Lick my balls, child!"

And she begins to pump her hands back and forth along his long shaft.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm. . . so big. . . never met one this big. . . so huge balls. . . so huge. . . " she murmurs.

He shudders violently as she cups his sac with her palms --both of them- before squeezing a bit, while her lips lick smoothly his pee slit.

John is on the verge to explode. The arrival of Helen, clad in that micro thong, her milking session with all the group, the erotic spanking of her lovely butt, and now the sight, from his towering position, of the mature wife and mom, whose hands and tongue are feverishly working on his sex, her coconut tits and protruding nipples dangling against his thighs: all of it is driving him to a peak of pleasure and a shuddering orgasm like he had rarely experienced.

"Waahhhhh. . . " he howls, taking her head between his hands and pointing his cockhead towards her face.

She whimpers and looks up fondly at him. "I love you. . . so nasty. . . my daddy. . . I'm your slut. . . aaaaaahhhhhhhh. . ." she cries, as he ejaculates and hoses her face with a torrent of sperm. It's a cum bath: jets of hot spunk spray and paint Helen's cheeks, eyes, lips and nose.

"Fuck yeah!" John shouts, when he regains his energy. "I've plastered your beautiful face, little one! You look fucking good, babe, all soaked in my cum!"

"And you taste so delicious, so juicy! A mountain of cream, my big lover, my big daddy!" she whines.

"A shower, now!" he says with decision, taking her hand and leading the blonde woman inside the cabin.

"Oh my god, I can't hold anymore!" Helen screeches; and, in front of the astonished eyes of John, at cabin's open door, she squats and begins to piss.

The hard manipulation of her body by those young studs, the prolonged milking of her full boobs by them, the fucking session with the black guys, the savage spanking of her ass and, finally, the sight of John's gigantic cocks, followed by the powerful river of sperm against her face have caused her to lost control over her bladder.

Her golden stream falls on the floor, building up a puddle of urine.

"Holy shit, babe! So good!" he exclaims, while her hot gushes splash on his ankles and feet.

"Sorry. . . so sorry. . . I couldn't hold it!" she whispers, as another couple of spurts of liquid flows from her.

"No problem, doll! Daddy will wipe you!" and John bends down, scooping the woman up, again into his arms.

Then, without closing the door, he turns on the tap and the water drops onto their bodies: the giant and his cradled prey.

For five long minutes they enjoy, without changing position, the invigorating spray. Easily and gently he moves Helen in his firm embrace, alternately presenting to the jet of water her head, her torso, her jutting boobs, her belly, her sex, her back, her round ass, her thighs, her legs, her feet.

"Now I'll soap you!" he says. And with that he lowers Helen, who now is standing up on the floor, dwarfed by the immense frame of the white stud.

He grabs the soap and starts to lather the woman. Her soft, supple, luxuriant body, totally offered to him in her splendid nudity, gives him the extraordinarily sensual sensation of manipulating her fleshy roundness and rubbing her satin skin. Moreover, all these erotic impulses are increased by the fact that he is handling and bathing a mature married female, mother of two.

He slips and slides his soapy hands all over her body: he massages her face, neck, arms and armpits, he squeezes her breasts, pinches her nipples, caresses her belly, runs both hands inside her ass crack, fingers her slit, fondles her bum and thighs, kneels down to reach her legs and feet.

She lets him take care of her, till her body is fully covered in a white foam.

"Baby, you look fantastic!" he says, clearly satisfied with the job he has done.

And the woman, too, enjoys the treatment: without embarrassment she accepts to be wiped with a washcloth, cleaned with a powerful jet of warm water and finally dried with a towel, like a little child.

At open door, everybody in the poolside has been able to watch the erotic sight.

John lifts and sits Helen on a small cupboard; then, after drying himself, he sprays deodorant on her armpits and perfume on her neck, cleavage, belly, pussy and between her thighs.

He scoops her up in his arms and walks outside; both of them are fully naked.

"Where are you carrying me, daddy?" she asks quietly, staring into his eyes.

"Let's see what are doing the two lovebirds!" he replies and, after placing a gentle kiss on one nipple and another on her clit, he goes with her to the couch were Carol and Scott are frolicking.

Author's note: Story continues with Scott's narration.

Mom and I have watched, from our position on the couch, the long sex performance of Helen with the two blacks and the shower session with John.

"Today Rudy's mom has been turned inside out!" I exclaim, after witnessing the sight. "Really they had no mercy for your poor friend!"

"They love the mature women!" mom says.

"Not only mature, mom! Mature with big tits! And Helen has got a hot pair of bouncers as rarely can be seen! I'd jerk off all the time, at the only vision of these naked bazoombas, swaying and wobbling in front of me!"

"Mister!" she replies, clearly irritated. "Have you already forgotten mom's?"

"Never!! But Helen's are bigger! And full of white milk! So yummy!"

"For your information, you little brat, you've to know that Bert. . ."

"Bert, who? Your damn fucker?"

"Don't talk like that, son! Bert is a nice friend! Tall -just a couple of inches less than John- handsome and, mainly, a very kind and sweet person!"

"Your lover, mom!"

"Yes! My lover! And he says that he has never found, tasted and licked boobs more delicious than mine!"

"The son of a bitch!"

"Scott, few minutes ago you just agreed that I can continue to see, also in the future, my boyfriends!"

"That's true, mom, excuse me! And tell me: is Bert a fan of your tits?"

"Fan? He loves them! Few months ago he invited me, with your father's permission, for a weekend to his uncle's sumptuous house, twenty miles from the town. Two days alone: only me and him, nobody else. And he wanted me topless all the time, morning and night: no shirt, no bra, no nightgown! My breasts were always exposed to his adoring gaze. He carried me in his strong arms, like a baby, saying that a mature body like mine is the most appetizing one he has ever seen and felt: incredibly soft and fleshy, a tiny treasure, made to satisfy any sexual desires. Much more than any teen beauties he had met before.

When John approaches us, mom and I are French kissing, one of my hands cupping and massaging one of her tits.

"Hello Helen!" I say, gazing up at her lovely body, that John gently holds in his arms, like a little child. "John really gave you an excellent washing! You smell so good!"

"D'you like my new pet?" he asks, and in the meantime he flicks his tongue over her belly button. She giggles sexily.

"Pet? Are you a pet, Helen?" I laugh coarsely. "So I'll have something to tell Rudy, now!"

"Don't be silly, Scott! Rudy would beat you!" she exclaims, alarmed at the thought.

"But you, honey, can tell Rudy that you enjoyed being manhandled by three young studs!" John intervenes, while his hand plays her left nipple and areola with familiarity.

And, because she doesn't reply, he continues "I love to wash my woman's body, to run the soap over her large bosoms and trimmed mound! And Rudy? Doesn't he wash his super-boobed mom?"

"Sometimes. . ." Helen says in a soft voice.

"Sometimes you say!" he exclaims. "Every day should be the right way! Carol, tell your friend how many times your daddy carried you under the shower or in the bathtub in the last days!"

"Many. . . many times, daddy! It was so nice, with a tall hunk like you!" mom replies.

"And who made you piss like a little child?" he insists.

"You, daddy. . . you. . .!"

"Oooooohhhh. . . my god. . . but this is a perversion!" Helen cries.

"Nothing pervert, honey, when a chick can show tits and ass like yours!"

"And mine, daddy?" mom claims. "Did you forget them? You used to play them so much!"

"And do you think that I can forget a little babe with these stunning curves and flat belly? Your smooth satiny girlish-like skin?" John exclaims, lowering Helen to the ground and easily pulling mom off my lap, up into his huge arms.

Cradled like a baby by the giant young stud, mom squeals delightfully, wrapping her tiny hands around his bull-like neck.

"Ohhhhhh. . . John. . . again in your young arms! Play. . . play me, please. . . play your little baby!" she blatantly asks, uncaring of my presence.

"Little horny tease!" he laughs. "You want to be played by your big daddy like a little child, don't you? But these jugs don't belong to a little child!" His mouth has already taken possession of her left tit, which bounces erotically back and forth, under the strokes of his tongue.

"Yeah. . . yeah. . . lick now. . . lick my tit, lick my nipple. . . make it hard, I love it so much. . . aaaaaahhhhhh!"

John is in full action.

"I have two of them!" she cries. "Do the other, too! Please daddy, please. . . suck my boobs, put them in your mouth!"

She turns around in his arms, wanting his attention to her second breast. He complies and in few seconds her chest is all wet with his saliva.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh. . . you're great, daddy. . . I love you, I'm yours!"

And now "daddy" has become unstoppable. Her round body nestled to his and the feeling of her smooth skin are driving him insane: he wants to plunge his mouth into the softness of her juicy curves. One of his hands is more than sufficient to hold in position mom's small frame: so, with his free hand he unwraps her hands from his neck and circles her wrists.

"Your armpits taste so succulent!" he shouts out, and rubs his tongue all over her flesh: upper arms, shoulders and, mainly, the hairless creamy amazing hollows of her salty underarms.

"Oooohhhh my god. . . yeeeessss. . . it's so good. . . suck. . . suck harder, daddy. . . lick my flesh, make me your toy!"

"You want me, don't you? A young stallion for the little old hot wife! I make you my toy, my child, my little slut! I drain your juices. . . I fuck and eat you, I make you scream of joy like never before!"

"Oooooooohhhhhh. . . yeah. . . yeah. . . my stallion. . . you're my young stallion!" she yells.

"Your stallion. . .yeah. . ." he laughs, and, like handling a weightless package, John lifts mom very easily, by her hips, over his head, before lowering her down, with her thighs leaning on his shoulders. She is facing him, up in the air, supported by his large hands.

"Kiss me. . . I want your kisses, big daddy. . . kiss my clit. . . my pussy, my thighs!" she begs shamelessly in a high voice, moving her cunt tighter into his watering mouth..

"Christ, baby, I want you so bad!" he exclaims, and his mouth literally devours the offered dish of her love box, his tongue swirling inside her. Mom's moans get louder and louder, when he darts in and out, deeper and deeper, in her sex channel.

Then, without moving his face from her vagina, he walks along the backyard to his friends. Mom whines in pleasure, as John is carrying her.

"Watch, bro," Nick says to Tom "watch how the little mouse enjoys her daddy!"

"Yeah. . . yeah. . . she's glued to him!"

"Uh. . . uh. . . uh. . . uuhhhh. . . uuhhhh. . . uuuuuhhhhh. . . " she howls, now, as her breasts jiggle violently.

"Your husband didn't satisfy you from long time, little wife, did he? Your fucking hungry old pussy wants the big young cocks! You want the big young dudes!"

John's tongue swirls and twirls her clit, her body tenses in pleasure, her luscious smooth thighs envelope his head, while she utters high cries.

"Yeeeessss. . . yeeeesssss. . . you make me happy. . . you're my daddy. . . I cum in your mouth, John. . . swallow my juices, daddy!"

The vision of mom's naked body, used like a piece of fuck meat by this human tower of strength that she calls "daddy", is too much for my dick, which becomes hard from desire. Helen stands up on the floor, where John has deposited her, no more than one meter from me: I grab her arm and pull her to me, between my spread thighs, facing away. Her massive mammaries are finally available to my horny palms. I cup like mad her jelly-like orbs from behind and squeeze: a pair of hard long nubs protrude boldly from her rounded tit flesh.

"Helen, you're gorgeous. . . you're marvelous. . . jeeezzz what tits. . . big. .

bigger than mom's!" Her twin spheres of tight flesh are sending me in ecstasy.

"Scott. . . Scott. . . you shouldn't. . . we shouldn't. . ."

"Helen. . . your son made love with my mom, now I make love with his! All in the family!"

"You share the bed with your mom, Scott!"

"And you with your son, Helen! Lucky boy Rudy! A mom with these bazookas! Offered him every day!"

"Also your mom has big tits to offer!"

"Yeah, but here" I bounce her hooters in my hands, as though to check their weight "there is more flesh! White and mature!"

Both her nipples are between my thumbs and fingers: I squeeze them and she moans.

"I want your milk, baby, I want taste it!"

"Those guys just drained me!" she complains.

"Lemme try again, honey!" and I push her nipples together, until they touch themselves: I become delirious with pleasure.

"You pervert boy, you can't treat your auntie that way!" she pretends to protest, as two large drops of milk form on her nipples and start to leak down.

"Oooooohhhhh. . . " she lets out a little yelp, because I have turned her around and, reaching forward, I have brushed her nipples with my lips, making the drops becoming two streams of white warm liquid.

Instantly I suck both nipples and my mouth becomes full of her milk, as my free hand caresses her swollen boobs.

Helen gasps softly.

Her milk tastes divine: delicious and sweet.

"Oh God, Scott, yes! Suck my milk, honey! Oh yes, I like that! Oh god, suck. . suck!" she moans, melting in my arms.

I spend long minutes sucking her, drinking from her, till she is again dry. Then I cup her orbs into my palms, as my mouth founds its way to her neck and her lips, for a long French kiss.

I push again my face into her tits, mouthing and lapping her mammoth breasts, biting and pinching her nubs mercilessly, slobbering my tongue over any available inch of her silky smooth tit skin.

She does not resists, she enjoys it.

"Yes, baby, yes, don't stop, you're so nice, you make me feel so good!" she encourages me.

"Helen, you're a bombshell, an explosion of sex, with these oversized boobs! I love how they burst out of your petite mature frame!" I exclaim.

With one hand still wrapped around one breast, I rub the other hand down, over her navel, her hips, her ass, her inner thighs and finally her clean pussy. I press my palm onto her mound and against her clit.

"Oooooohhhhh. . . oh god oh god oh god . . ." she whispers.

I stroke her clit with my fingertip, before sliding an entire finger inside her dripping wet pussy.

"You're hot, baby, you're full of juice for me, sweetie!" I murmur in her ear.

She breathes heavily, her head rests onto my shoulder, as I scoops her love nectar with two fingers. Then her little hand cups my cock and balls.

"Yes, auntie, yes, play. . . play. . ." I incite her.

She is facing me, in all her glorious nudity.

"Keep sucking my clit, Scott, I'm cumming. . . cumming. . . cumming. . ." she begs.

And I lock my lips onto her clitoris, sucking it into in my mouth. I suck her, burying my face in her pussy, feeling her squirm and moan in full excitement, while her nipple grows harder and harder in my tightening grasp.

We are embraced in our hug, when some high squeals keep our attention. They are coming from mom: still holding her up in his arms, John has turned mom face dond, then he has lowered her, horizontally, till he can brush her front body (breasts, belly, pussy and thighs) against head and hard shaft of his monster cock.

"Oooooohhhhhh. . . god. . . it's crazy. . .!"

"You're my toy, little child! You get caresses from the king of cocks!" he exclaims.

It's quite evident that in our house John has found a female who fully satisfies his sexual desires. Here he can totally dominate my mom: a rich, married woman, used to be always obeyed by her numerous lovers; a mature, well looking, small body that he can abuse mercilessly, with his young, tall, muscled frame; a huge-titted (despite her petite size) housewife who gives him the exciting opportunity to handle her in any way, at his own pleasure, in front of myself (her son), like a helpless child. After denuding her, as soon as he entered our house, he forced her (till, finally, she accepts willingly) to stay always totally naked (or only clad in a skimpy cloth around her hips), showing off, for everybody to watch, her bursting out succulent mammaries.

Five minutes later. John has put my mom in the crook of one of his arms, her right hand wrapped around his neck; he walks towards the two blacks.

"Look, bro," Tom tells Nick "the little baby has found her baby-sitter!"

"Give us this bimbo, John! We also want babysit her!" Nick exclaims.

"With pleasure!" John says, easily transferring mom to Nick's arm, like a weightless thing.

She stays in Nick's arm's crook, now.

"That's my good girl, guys!" he says to all of us; and his free hand has already grabbed her left breast.

In a proud tone, mom turns her face to Helen, who is still wrapped to me, and says "These guys can't keep their hands far from my tits!"

"Cause you're a busty babe and these fabulous funbags are just made for our amusement!" Nick winks, as he continues to fondle mom's naked body.

"Thanks, uncle Nick!" mom smiles, clearly pleasured by his words and action. "I'm glad someone compliments me! And I see that also your baby appreciates my flesh!" she points to his hardened rod.

"Boy, your mommy's skin is so soft and her flesh so nice, I could feel her, this way, for hours! It's a fun to cuddle like a child and fuck like a slut a little sexy number like this old chick!" Nick tells me.

During the following fifteen/twenty minutes the two massive blacks feel my mom up, like handling a plaything.

She is passed from one to the other, never touching the poolside's floor. They squeeze her ass and she screams, they play with her pussy lips and she moans, they kiss her armpits and she whines, they feast on her mams and she squeals joyously.

"Never seen something like that, Scott!" Helen confesses to me. "She's so small and they're so large that it's like watching an infant played by two adults!"

"Amazing, Helen, simply amazing! I can't help to get horny by it!"

"You naughty boy. . . aaaaaahhhhhh. . . uuuuuuhhhhhh. . . " she says, letting me

penetrate her pussy channel with three fingers.

"Guys, you had your fun! Now let me have mine!" mom exclaims, as Tom cradles her, nuzzling between her cleavage, licking her delicious mole on her outer tit and kissing her belly button. "Let your little one play with these lovely babies!" she says, at the same time grabbing Tom's hard shaft.

"Wowwww!" Nick laughs out loud. "The old lady wants the young meat! And we're ready to please her! Put her down, Tom! Here, between our legs!"

The two men stand in front of mom, as she kneels between them, stroking and sucking alternately their cocks.

Helen and myself can see and hear everything.

"Good girl!" Nick shouts out. "You like to serve your men!"

"Oh yes. . . oh yes. . . " mom voices her pleasure, the fullness of her tits dangling erotically back and forth on her chest: two delicious huge pears asking to be mouthed and devoured.

"Watch the little milf, bro! She knows how to engulf her food!"

"That's why I prefer the old ones! They are well trained to fulfil desires of her owners!"

Mom slurps on one cock, then switches to the other, while each guy has a hand on a tit. She attacks their members hungrily, gagging and slurping. Then Tom pulls away and sits on the floor, his cock pointing up.

Mom is positioned over him; she slides up and down onto his tool, as Nick stuffs his cock into her mouth.

What a sight!

Mom moans, shudders and finally cums, as Tom explodes into her pussy, at the same time with Nick, who comes into her mouth. Mom swallows all.

At the end of their fuck session, the three of them lay on the floor, all enveloped in a warm embrace.

When John approaches the trio, after ten minutes, it's evident that he wants to claim his portion of fun.

He sweeps mom off the ground, pushing her up by her hips, then he stretches his arms and lifts her up, like a ballerina.

"Watch your mom, boy; watch your friend, honey!" he tells me and Helen. "Watch the show, guys! Watch me playing with the little bimbo! She's so small and light that I can hold her with only one hand! Are you ready, little one?"

"Yes, handsome!" She smiles "I'm waiting!"

Mom is like a little doll in the hands of her young lover. Easily he handles her sweet mature frame in the air, till her entire weight rests over his open palm. Only one!

He has raised her body over his head and now he makes her fly around.

Nice, very nice! My fingers are working furiously at Helen's pussy.

"My god. . . my god. . ." she yelps, captured by the stunning vision and by my aggressive action.

"Only one hand, guys!" John shouts out, getting a long applause from Tom and Nick. Clearly satisfied by his performance, he is parading my mom all around the poolside, while her joyous squeals echo in the air. She loves his treatment.

"You feel as light as a feather, Carol!" he says.

"And you are as strong as a bull, John!" she replies. "I love being played and carried like a little child by a young hunk like you!"

"And I love to please the old hot milfs!" Then, again he handles mom with one hand under her butt and one hand under her back.

"Spread your legs and piss like a little child!" he orders.

"Piss?" she asks. "You're a maniac! Why do you always want me to do that?"

"Obey your daddy, honey, if you want to save your pretty well shaped ass from my slaps!"!"

"My god, John! Okay, big stallion! Watch and amuse yourself! Your little child is ready to flood you with her golden shower!" she giggles, and after few seconds a flowing arch of liquid sprays from her pussy lips and falls to ground, where it forms a little pool at his feet.

Helen and me are gazing in fascination at the incredible sight, but the surprises are not end: what happens next is out of our imagination.

John lowers mom's body to his head's level and, while she is still peeing, he puts his mouth over her pussy and starts to drink, like from a fountain.

"He drinks her piss!" Helen and myself yells with one voice.

"Scott. . . Scott. . . he drinks my piss!" Mom cries. "Here. . . it comes. . . ohhhhh. . . it comes again. . . I can't stop. . . he drinks all my piss. . . ooooohhhh. . . never. . . never like that. . . again it comes. . . again. . ."

John continues to drink, till finally he raises his head from her crotch and, with a large smile, he announces "She's empty!"

"Bastard, John, you're a bastard!" mom exclaims "Nobody did me that! In front of all! In front of my son! In front of my friend!"

"There is always a first time, little one!" he says, with another lapping to her pussy, which makes her clitoris popping out. "I gulped all of it, boy," he tells me "and I can assure that your mom's piss tastes sweet!"

"You're a brute, John!" Helen yells "You can't treat like that my dear friend!"

"I'm her trainer, beauty! Next time I'll make you too taste her pee and she yours!" John bursts out laughing.

Then he lowers mom down, cradling her, like a baby, into his arms. A gentle kiss on her mouth followed by a rapid licking of her nipples, before grabbing her ass cheeks and maneuvering her body, with her pussy touching the head of his erect monster cock.

"Again. . . again. . . " mom screams. She knows John's intention.

"Yes, baby, again! Wrap your legs around me! You're still wet and well lubricated from your cum!"

She obeys and he plunges the entire length of his mammoth dick into her, in only one push, till her womb.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh. . . aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. . . " mom cries out.

"Gaaawwwddd, John, you split her in two!" Helen cries, alarmed.

He has already started to bounce mom up and down on his tool.

He fucks her hard and rough, holding her wrists behind her back with one hand, the other one cupping her beautiful butt.

She's out control, she moans and gasps, but he has no pity.

He walks along the poolside, fucking the hell out of her, then he goes to his friends, clearly pleased by their yells of approval.

Finally he carries his prey in front of us.

"Watch carefully, you two!" he exclaims.

He reaches behind him and pushes mom's half-conscious legs down, making them dangle free in the air; then he lets go of her wrists and, finally, of her ass.

Incredible, but true!! He is holding mom up with only his giant cock.

A thunderous applause from the two blacks welcomes the performance.

"My gooooddddd. . . so strong. . . he makes her his toy!" Helen yells.

John takes mom impaled on his cock for some seconds, then he puts her down and makes her sit on the ground, in front of himself. He jacks off his member no more than half a minute, when a huge jet of sperm gushes out and sprays all over mom's body like a water hose. He blasts her from hair to feet: all of his cum splatters her face, arms, breasts, nipples, belly, pussy, clit, thighs; then he turns her around and does her back and ass.

When he has totally emptied his balls, he looks up at us with evident satisfaction in his eyes.

"The girl is done!" he exclaims. "Now a good shower!"

He reaches down, grabs mom and throws her, as though she is a feather, on his shoulder. Then, like a caveman, walks to the cabin, where he deposits her body.

His big laughs and mom's high pitched squeals fill the air.

Without a word, Helen kneels in front of me and swallows my cock and my erupting load.

Five hours later we are in the living room. We have had a good lunch, where all of us, including mom and Helen, ate and drank profusely. We males are wearing some jean shorts, while the women ("our girls", as the three guys call them), much to the delight of our eyes, are clad in a pair of skimpy bikini bottoms and nothing more.

John sits on the large couch, with mom and Helen on his sides. His hands are dangling over their shoulders, cupping one naked tit each. His fingers gently rub nipples and areolae, getting little adorable giggles of joy out of the two ladies.

He bends his head to mom's lips, where he puts a long passionate kiss, then he turns to Helen and kisses her in the same way.

"Hey dude," he tells me "watch what I'm doing to my little pets!" He stands up and reaches out, easily grabbing mom in the crook of one arm, then Helen in the crook of the other one.

The mature women look like a couple of little babies taken in the arms of a large man.

"Two hot milfs, two married wives, two big boobed mommies who use to play sex games with their sons!" he exclaims, proud of his prizes.

Mom and Helen are chirping out.

He walks around the room. "You're all mine, girls, all ready for fun with me, your big young stallion!" he says excitedly.

"Where are you carrying us, stallion?" mom whines.

"To the only place two stacked bimbos like you deserve!" And with that he heads towards the main bedroom.

Five minutes later the house echoes with high feminine squeals, mixed to deep male laughs.

"Boy," Nick calls out to me "your mom and her friend are in good hands. John well knows how to give a good slam to the old milfs!"

I walk to the bedroom, while the erotic sounds increase.

The door is closed and, in front of it, a pair of large shorts and two small thongs lay on the floor.

The threesome session is in full progress.

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Author's note.

1.Story ends here. Also the Series ends here. Is there anybody who wants continue the Series, saving the same style, may be adding other characters? If yes he is welcome.

2.Your comments and feedback on the above Story are highly accepted and appreciated.