Ask about the shower

You’re busy nursing from Melanie’s teat when it occurs to you that you have a question you want answered.

“Mommy, Dad,” you begin, moving your head sideways to look at them and letting your cheek rest against Melanie’s wet nipple. “I found the shower running on my way here. Who left it on?”

For some reason, Melanie blushes deeply when you ask this question, and a strange smile forms on Greg’s face.

“Tell me,” you say, squeezing Melanie's breast gently.

“Well, son,” Greg says, shifting to sit cross legged. “I went to grab a bottle of milk for Hanna, and I noticed that we only had one left. After I put her back to sleep, I came looking for your mother. I found you two asleep, but the state I found you two in... That's what started this whole thing.”

Greg’s erection twitches visibly as he continues telling the story. “Her thighs and stomach had your dry cum all over them, and you were still suckling and grinding into her in your sleep,” he says. “It turned me on so much that I had to sit down and watch for a while, and then she started moaning in her sleep... Then next thing you know, your mom's grinding back and pulling you in closer, wrapping her tits around your head... And then..."

Greg pauses, swallowing hard. “You came, son. You splurted all over her stomach again... And she moaned out your name when you did.”

Your eyes go wide, and you crick your neck when you turn to look at Melanie immediately. Your erection throbs, and you feel the room getting hotter as Greg continues.

“I was shocked, sort of jealous, and VERY aroused. I also felt a little ashamed of myself, getting turned on watching my son make a mess while my wife breastfed him... We’ve had that happen before with Hanna, and it never had an effect on me then.”

The ‘mess’ you made was plenty different from what Hanna is capable of, and just the idea of Greg treating you cumming on his wife as ‘natural’ drove you wild with arousal. You wonder just how much more you can get away with under the pretense that you're their son.

“That got me horny, really horny,” Greg says, "so then I woke her up. She said she wasn’t in mood, and I had to beg and eat her out for a while before she relented. She still wanted to shower before we did anything, though. As soon as she was done with that, I dragged her here, threw her on the bed, and we got straight to having sex... And that’s when you found us.”

You’re left speechless and painfully aware of your cock as it throbs angrily, demanding release.

“Sweetie? Say something,” Melanie chimes in, worry seeping into her voice. “Is something the matter?”

“I was just thinking,” you reply. “Maybe I shouldn’t have interrupted you and Dad. You two were having a moment, and I acted selfish.”

“It’s fine, son,” Greg says, waving his hand to dissuade your worries. “We had to go through this all the time when we had Hanna. This isn’t anything new.”

“Yes,” Melanie says, nodding in agreement. “We’ve always valued our children more than ourselves, and after all these years of not being there for you, you’ll always come first.”

“Always?”

“Yes,” Melanie says lovingly.

“Fine,” you sigh, throwing your hands up in defeat. “You win.”

You get off Melanie’s lap and sit up on your knees, drinking in the sight of her again as she leans against the headboard. Her thighs are still glistening from her lovemaking with Greg, and her magnificent breasts are leaking milk from your recent stimulation.

Giving in to your mad lust, you grab her by the feet and tug. She squeals as her body slides across the bed until she’s lying on her back. She clenches her thighs and brings her hands to her chest defensively as her body instinctively resists your rough treatment.

Quickly climbing on top of her, you pin her arms beside her and **** her thighs open with your knee. As she squirms under you, you plant a kiss on her lips, and begin travelling down her neck with smaller kisses. Once her legs are parted, you lower your waist and begin grinding against her slit, lubing your cock with her juices in preparation.

Melanie giggles as your kisses reach her collarbone. “Sweetie? What are you doing?”

“Like you said, Mommy,” you say, dipping your head to kiss and lick her breasts. “I’ll always ‘come’ first, right? I’m going to stuff you full of cum so you and Dad can have sex without worrying about me.”

“Oh my,” Melanie says, her expression softening. She places a hand on your chest and rubbing it. “Do you see how thoughtful our son has become, Honey?”

“Yeah,” Greg says, taking hold of Melanie’s left hand. “He’s got a big dick--uh, heart.”

“You’re not wrong, honey,” Melanie giggles as you slap your slab of meat against her cunt. “I’ve never had anything nearly as big as that up my pussy.”

“Hey!”

You and Melanie both laugh as Greg feigns anger.

“I’d like to remind you that I’m his father,” he says, puffing his chest out. “He gets it from me.”

“Mmm,” Melanie moans as you take her nipples into your mouth and begin biting and sucking greedily.

“That’s it, Sweetie,” she sighs. “They’re all yours.”

Releasing her delicious teats with a ‘pop’, you watch her breasts bounce around as they settle on her chest. You line your cock up against her entrance, and look Melanie in the eye.

“Are you nervous, Mommy?”

“A bit,” she admits, biting her lower lip in a way you find both cute and alluring. “I don’t know if I can take you all the way, John.”

“Of course you can,” you reassure her, and then lean down to whisper into her ear. “Because I’m going to stretch your cunt out until it fits my cock like a glove...”

Melanie gasps as you push two fingers into her sopping wet sex and begin plunging them in and out.

“...And you’ll love every second of it.”

You pull out your fingers, soaked in her juices, and push them into her mouth. She obediently sucks as her blue eyes gaze into yours with boundless warmth.

“I own this cunt now,” you growl. “If I wanna use you day or night, or even whore you out to my friends, Dad doesn’t get a say. Understand?”

Melanie nods as she sucks your fingers obediently, looking every bit the soft and **** woman she is.

This might seem like a very scummy thing to do, but Greg shows signs of naturally enjoying seeing his wife have sex with other men. His account of what happened this morning is just more compelling evidence.

Besides, you’re not really planning on having her sell her body for you.

Yet, anyway.

You’re brought out of your thoughts by Melanie when she wraps her legs around your hips and squeezes in an attempt to impale herself on your rod.

“What are you waiting for? Do it,” she moans impatiently into your ear, her voice turning throaty. “Don’t keep me waiting--Ruin me!”

You push her down onto the bed roughly and pin her arms beside her head once more. She looks up at you with mild surprise... But her look of surprise turns into one of lust, and her hands begin wriggling in your grip as she feels you push the head of your gargantuan cock against the entrance to her pussy.

“Son,” comes Greg’s wary voice, when he sees how much resistance you’re facing from Melanie’s wet pussy. “Slow down a little. You’re a bit big for your mo--”

“No! I want this,” Melanie moans angrily, her face flush with lust and her eyes full of anger. “I don’t care if it hurts, shove it in NOW!"

“Alright, you asked for it,” you growl, and then push harder than ever before.

The head of your penis powers its way into her sex, and your world spins for a moment at the amazing sensation of her cunt struggling against your size.

Melanie lets out a toe-curling shriek at the intrusion. Her eyes bug out and she begins clawing at the bedsheets as you **** yourself deeper into her. Her pussy wraps around you as it tries to accommodate your size, and the exquisite feeling of her squeezing and hugging your length sends more shocks of pleasure coursing up your dick.

“Oooouuuugghhh!” Melanie stares straight at you with her mouth agape, remaining slack-jawed long after the moan leaves her. Her eyes roll up into her head you as you drive the rest of your penis into her, pushing against her cervix.

Leaning down, you claim her quivering lips as you grind into her, allowing her to get used to you. After a long, deep kiss, you pull away and spit in her mouth, smiling widely when she swallows it without complaint.

“Don’t give up already, Mommy,” you say smugly, luxuriating in feeling of her cunt as it coils around you. “We’re just getting started.”

She trembles at your words but nods silently. She places her now free hands on your shoulders as you let your own hands roam over her body and settle on her hips.

“I can feel it,” she half-sobs half-moans, placing a hand on her abdomen. “I can feel it below my belly button!”

You slow pull out, and Melanie lets out a long whine as your swollen head drags against her sensitive flesh.

“You’re--you’re going to turn me inside out,” she groans, her eyes open in shock.

You raise an eyebrow at her. “Want me to stop?”

“No! No. No,” she cries. “Don’t stop, hon.”

“That’s what I thought,” you laugh, making her blush in embarrassment. “Let me help you out.”

You lift Melanie’s thighs with both hands, elevating her ass and allowing you to better thrust into her since she’s clearly in no shape to reciprocate.

“Prepare yourself,” you warn.

But you barely give the woman time to prepare, as with a fluid, powerful motion you drive yourself in again and begin pumping in and out at a reckless pace, and Melanie goes wild underneath you.

“Oh, oh, oh, oooh God,” she groans, her body laying there helplessly as you pound into her. “Big! Too big! Why is it so fucking big?”

“Get used to it, Mommy,” you grunt out. “You’ll be taking me in all of your holes soon enough!”

Melanie’s eyes widen at the implication and her cunt tightens around you.

“Not my--Oh fuck!--Not my ass?”

“Especially your ass,” you reply.

“I caaaaan’t,” Melanie wails as your pinch her nipples. “It’ll never fit!”

“I’ll MAKE it fit,” you growl, slamming your hips into her, your balls bouncing against her ass. “I’ll fuck your ass and make you lick the juices off of it!”

Melanie whimpers, jerks and squirms as you deliver thrust after powerful thrust. “Do you like that, Mommy? You like your son wrecking your pussy?”

“I doooo,” she groans, her voice quaking because of her shaking body. “I love it!”

You feel the tinglings of an orgasm begin to emerge, and Melanie’s moans become screams as you swell inside her.

“You’re cumming? God, yeees,” she shrieks, pulling your head into her breasts. “Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!”

“Argh!”

You shove your hips into her and begin cumming right into her deepest parts. You begin feasting on her breasts as your balls expand and contract, pumping your seed into her. Melanie orgasms violently as your cum overfills her womb, her hips twitching with every shot that entered her. Her hands grip you tightly to her breast, and she wraps her legs around you as you tiredly begin to nurse.

“Mel,” Greg whispers, his voice thick with excitement. “You’re not on the pill. He’s not wearing a condom.”

“Nngh,” Melanie groans. “Nooo, I’ll take a morning-after pill later.”

“No, you won’t,” you grunt, pushing your hips into hers, trying to seal it shut.

“Oooh,” Melanie groans as your cock twitches inside of her. “I guess... I won’t, baby.”

"In fact, you're never taking the pill again,” you say, kissing her nipples possessively. “If Dad has a problem with that, he can just lick my cum out.”

Hearing no objections, you resume nursing from Melanie’s breasts, which never seem to run dry of milk. You enjoy the feeling of her pussy as it holds your cock in its hot, wet embrace.

Although you feel some life returning to your half-hard penis, you exit her depths with a ‘pop’ and watch as your cum drips out of her now-gaping pussy and pools on the bed.

You stretch a bit to loosen your muscles and smile at Greg.

“Your turn, Dad.”

No sooner have the words left your mouth then does Greg pounce on his well-used wife and begin rutting away madly.

Unlike with you, Melanie lets out soft moans as her husband pleasures her, and they share a deep kiss as their hips work in rhythm.

You watch with growing arousal as their moans become louder and louder and eventually Greg begins to groan into the kiss. Melanie mewls as her husband shoots his load inside of her well fucked pussy, running her hand through Greg’s hair as he pants into the crook of her neck.

“Dad, I shot maybe ten times the amount you just dribbled into Mommy’s womb,” you say, an amused expression on your face. “If this is all you’ve got, Mommy’s going to get impregnated by my sperm. Unless you’re okay with that, you need to do something about it.”

Greg’s exhausted body stirs, struggling to get up. You watch intently, curious about what he’ll do next.