"Mother!"

The word came out hoarse and broken as you shamefully blew your load all over Carrie’s chest making her whelp in delight as she continued to jerk your cock through your explosive orgasm, prolonging your pleasure. Her eyes went wide and there was a wicked smile on her face that you never saw before today. Carrie remained silent as you came on her chest, never breaking eye contact even as she brought your cock to her open mouth to swallow the last rope of cum.

After a long while, you sat down on the bed as Carrie rose from her knees, now staring at you at eye-level due to your respective height difference. You wanted to say something, to tell her that you didn't mean what you said or to forget all about it but you couldn't find your own voice.

"Hmm... And here I thought that you have daddy issues like me... I'm almost disappointed." Carrie said, her eyes teasing and the look on her smiling face suddenly eased the awkwardness and shame of your incestuous confession.

"It's... It's just a fantasy." You said, giving her the opportunity to back down. "We don't have to act..."

"Yours or mine?"

Carrie's nonchalant question threw you off as you stared at her dumbfoundedly. Of course you had meant your mother; she was a beautiful 40 year old woman and had been one of the main objects of your fantasies during your early teenage years. But Carrie's mother was even more beautiful, you thought, and she was likely even more wanton than Carrie herself. She was younger than your mother, falling pregnant with Carrie when she was still in highschool and when you had first met her, you had mistaken her for Carrie's older sister.

"My mom has just divorced her third husband," Carrie said suggestively as she climbed on your lap, her chest still coated with your cum and your cock slowly starting to come alive beneath her warm core. "She's lonely and she's a horny drunk. It'll be easy to make her as addicted to your cock as I am. Not gonna lie, I always wanted to watch someone fuck her, hard."

Dear God, this girl will be the **** of me! You thought as Carrie began to rock against your cock, her underwear already soaked as she continued to whisper sultrily into your ear.

"Or do you want to fuck your mommy?" Carrie giggled excitedly as she felt your cock swell as she mentioned your mother, unable to hid your lust and depravity from her. "You do, don't you? You want to fuck the same woman who gave birth to you? Who raised you? Hmm? You naughty boy! What if you get her pregnant? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Unable to control yourself, you flipped her down onto the bed, moved her panties to the side and impaled her on your throbbing shaft. Carrie cried out in pleasure, already on the verge of ecstasy at the thought of you with another woman, not just any woman but one of your mothers.

"You know... You don't have to choose just one..." Carrie moaned breathlessly as you fucked her sopping pussy hard, feeling your orgasm coming like a freight train. "One taste of your cock and they'll be hooked... More than happy to share you with each other... But who do you want first?"