Bringing the moms to Carl's house

I barely got out of bed, then boom, Nathan called and invited me out again. Him and the guys are skipping school to pick up the new Combat Evolution game, then heading back to Carl's to play. I said I'd join, then at the end of the call Nathan said "bring your Mom..." Almost like an afterthought.

I haven't shared her yet, but I guess I'll have to eventually. These guys have been really awesome about including me in stuff, and I don't want my only friends in all of Madreput to think I'm stingy.

As I'm writing this, Mom is squeezing into one of her new skirts and one of my sister's tube tops. Neither are big enough to fit her curvy body, and she looks fucking AWESOME.

Time to head out on another adventure, I guess.

Well that was a good, wholesome time. Not as action-packed as Orphantown, maybe, but still... Mmph.

I rolled up to the shopping mall, trashy-looking Mom in tow. Found the game store, and boom, there was Eric with his mom.

They were waiting outside the store while Nathan and Carl picked up the game, and apparently Eric got bored and asked for some head. His Mom was a few years younger than mine, but not quite as hot IMO. Still pretty smoking, though, especially with her leggings on the floor and her lips wrapped around a thick cock.

While Eric and I chatted about Combat Evolution, our moms tried to make small talk. Difficult, when one of them had her throat full, but not impossible: she kinda just mumbled and nodded along while my Mom introduced herself and talked about the big move and shit.

It wasn't long before I had a huge hard-on, just begging to be set loose. "Hey, uh... Can I fuck her, maybe?"

"Yeah, of course," Eric said happily. "That's what hang-outs like this are all about. I know you're new, so let me lay it down: when it comes to Mom-sharing, it's polite to ask... But I'd be a jerk to say no. That's how it works in our squad, anyway."

"Yeah? Okay, thanks," I replied, bending down behind his mother. She parted her legs to let me in, and soon I was inside her pussy. "Mm... Damn, she's tight."

"Hey, are you calling my dick small?"

"What? No, I--"

Eric burst out laughing. "Relax, I'm fucking with you."

Just then, Nathan and Carl stepped out of the store. Nathan's pregnant mother Sandra was with them, wearing nothing but a huge facial. It must have been Carl's, because Nathan was still fully-erect. His mom jerked him off while they walked, shuffling quickly to keep pace with her son's longer strides.

"Don't give Jake a hard time," Nathan said, grinning at us. "He's still getting his bearings. Shit must be overwhelming, huh?"

"Sure is," I mumbled, glancing between the young woman I was spit-roasting, the pregnant one jerking off my friend, and my own mother. "In a good way, though."

Carl cleared his throat, waving around his brand-new copy of Combat Evolution 4. "Can you guys pick that up later? I wanna get going."

"Hey man, you're the moron who left his cum-dump at home," Eric replied, even as he pulled out of his mother's lips. "Fine, let's head out."

Carl lives just a couple blocks from the mall, so we walked it while my mom moved the car. The whole way there, Nathan's mother just kept jacking his meat, right up until he spurted all over her hand... Then kept going as if nothing had happened.

Carl's house is pretty nice (but not QUITE as awesome as my new place). His mom was waiting in the front hall with lemonade, which was nice after a walk in the hot sun... But not as nice as her goddamn body. Classic blonde bimbo, complete with fake tits, thick lips, and an even thicker ass.

Carl had her down on her knees and slurping on his cock in ten seconds flat... Almost spilled our drinks, actually. Without a word my other two friends continued into the house, heading for Carl's room; must've been a pretty regular thing.

On the way through the kitchen, we passed a tired-looking older man who was washing some dishes. Nathan and Eric didn't even acknowledge him, and neither did their moms. I couldn't help but give him a little wave.

"Hey, Nathan... Eric... Sandra... Tysha..." He glanced at me and Mom. "--Uh, Sir, Madam," he said, before turning back to the sink.

Just as we were about to go upstairs, Carl came hurrying after us. His progress was quite impaired, though: he still had his mom's head between his legs, and was more-or-less dragging her along while humping her mouth.

"Yo, guys, wait up," he panted. "I gotta do a thing."

"What's the hold-up? Just bring her with us," Eric laughed, grabbing a handful of his own mother's bubble butt. "I'm gonna do Mom's ass while we play. Should give you poor fucks a fighting chance."

"Eric, Honey, be a good sport," she said, then squealed a little as her son's finger pushed against her asshole.

"Just, like, five minutes," Carl said, moving his Mom over to the kitchen counter. "Dad was being a dick yesterday, so he's grounded. Can't go easy on him just 'cause I have friends over."

"Fair enough," Nathan chimed in, heading to the fridge and grabbing a few cans. "We can wait."

Nodding, Carl put a hand on his father's shoulder. "You know the drill. Help me out."

The older man looked conflicted. "Can't you use the counter, or the table--"

"I can... But I won't. Help."

Sighing heavily, Carl's dad dropped to the floor, kneeling just behind the gagging bimbo. The moment his legs touched the floor, Carl thrust forward violently, nearly knocking over both of his parents. In order to stay upright, his father had to grab and support his mother, one hand on her waist and the other on her head.

"Nice... Push her," Carl grunted. His father gave her a little shove, forcing her mouth an inch deeper on Carl's rod. "Push her more."

"Gguuugh," his mother gurgled, spit and pre-cum sliding down her chin as she struggled to take her son's entire length. Her husband was huffing and puffing too, putting all of his strength into helping. As Carl kept demanding more, he had to take a new position: one hand moved to his son's backside while the other remained at the base of his wife's head, forcing the two together like a vice.

"Ungh! Thaaat's it," Carl shouted as the base of his cock finally disappeared into her mouth. Then he let out a laugh, bracing himself on the counter while his parents worked together to give him a hands-free facefucking experience. "Start moving her... Yeah, like that..."

Around then, Nathan passed me a can and I cracked it open. I put it to my lips expecting cola or whatever, but it was a beer. Honestly, with all the new privileges and shit, I totally forgot that I'm allowed to drink here.

Speaking of new privileges, my dick was getting hard, so I just opened my fly and let it flop out. Nathan and Eric were both getting handjobs from their moms, and I wanted in on that. My own mother was standing awkwardly a few feet away; all I had to do was grab an arm, pull her closer, and guide her hand to my shaft.

"Oh... Okay," she mumbled, stroking me slowly. "Like this?"

"Little faster--Mmm," I replied, leaning against her soft, curvy body. She seemed startled for a moment, then started snuggling right back.

Sandra took her eyes off Nathan's dick long enough to notice us. "Aw, look at them... That's sweet," she said, nuzzling her own son's shoulder. "I'm glad you're getting used to the Madreput lifestyle. You're going to be such a happy family, just like... Well, ALL of us!"

I smiled, then looked at Carl's dad while he struggled to **** his son's cock into his wife's throat.

Yeah, the perfect, happy family... For SOME of us, anyway. Fuck, just writing this is making me super horny. I'm gonna take a break and try out that whole "dad forcing mom to deepthroat" thing myself. Guess I'll have to find an excuse to punish him... Or I could just fucking do it, because I'm the BOSS.

BRB.