Freaky Foursome

I was fucking my husband for the second time in a decade, and I loved it. His new dick was massive, stretching me wide open and filling every inch of my new pussy, thanks to our son using us. My breath come in ragged gasps as I thrust myself up and down on his upright pole, my nipples hard and swinging up and down, my body aching with desire. I ran my hands over Howard’s muscular shoulders, his broad chest, though his full, rich hair. Gone was the slightly overweight, balding man he had been, replaced by a muscular god with a thick head of dark hair and a dick that seemed to grow larger with every time I thrust it into my eager body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw our son jerking himself off frantically, his hands running up and down his own hard length as he watched us with rapt attention, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The sight of him, so turned on by watching his parents fuck, sent a shiver down my spine. He clearly enjoyed using us like this.

"Oh fuck," John cried as he came, his dick shooting blast after blast of cum. "Fuck, I can't... I want... FUCK! I want someone to fuck so bad," he groaned. "If only Amy were here. No, I don't want her. Fuck mom, you're so hot, I want to fuck you, but it's so hot watching you and dad... I wish there were two of you right now so we could both fuck you!"

Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation, as if my body was being stretched. There was a sensation of weight on my back for a second, pressing me down onto Howard’s dick, and I stopped, fully impaled on Howard's dick, grinding on him. Then it was gone and I refocused, turning my attention away from my son and pulling back up Howard's long length. I had a husband to fuck; it was enough to know my son was enjoying watching us without getting distracted by it.

I gasped as I suddenly fell backwards off the bed, my pussy suddenly bereft of Howard's thick dick. I heard a moan and the slap of flesh on flesh and looked up. I saw a woman from behind. She was riding cowgirl on... my husband? "What the fuck!?" John exclaimed, his voice filled with shock and confusion. I looked over to see him looking between me and the rutting couple on the bed in disbelief, his cock already hardening again. The woman on the bed moaned, sounding familiar, and then it hit me: The woman riding my husband was me.

"Oh," I said recalling what John's earlier outburst. I felt a bit weird, and ran my hands over my body. My skin felt smoother, my muscles less pronounced but not flabby, my breasts smaller but more perky and firm. My hips were narrower, but not too much. I looked at the bed, at myself still riding Howard with a passion that matched his own, then down at myself, and realized I was a younger version, 18, body tighter and cuter, still curvy, just more youthful and playful rather than mature and experienced.

I turned to lovingly gaze at my darling son, and sexily crawled over to him, trying to take full advantage of my youthful flexibility. "Naughty boy. You were thinking about Amy and your mother at the same time? You wanted to watch your Milf mother and Dilf father fuck? You wanted to fuck a sexy teen and your mother at once? Well, you got your wish," I said, grabbing his hard dick. "One sexy teen for you, one mature milf for your father."

"What... How," John spluttered in confusion as I began to jack him off. On the bed, the other me leaned over Howard, pressing her tits into his chest, rubbing her doubtless hard points up and down his hard pecs with each thrust upon him. John's eye's darted between them and me, one mature milf fucking herself on his father dick, the other a sexy teen jerking his.

"You wanted two of me, right? One to watch, one to fuck? Isn't that how you're using me?" I asked as I added a twist to my stroking.

"I didn't realize... I mean, you... her... this is all so confusing," he squeaked out as I jerked his dick, enjoying having his full attention on me. "I didn't... I..."

“Yes, John,” I purred, my voice high and bright with youthful desire, trying to get his head in the game. “That’s right. Give it to me," I crooned, talking dirty as I stroked him. I didn't feel as sure of myself now; I remembered everything, but at the same time this felt new, my movements less practiced than before. I picked up the pace, stroking him faster as John;s gaze wandered back to Howard and the other me fucking. "Isn't it so hot, watching me fuck your father? Come on, coat me in your spunk," I urged him on, feeling bolder than before. "This is what you wanted, right? What am I now? I'm too young to be your mother. Am I your sister now, your hot sister, your hot little sister?" I taunted, and I was sure he got harder in my hands as I did. "I want my big strong brother to cover me with his cum,” I said as sexily as I could.

“Don’t stop,” John groaned softly, his hips jerking forward with every stroke of my hand. “Fucking take it!” he yelled, his voice breaking. I didn’t stop, continuing to jerk him off, my fingers wrapped around his pole. John came with a groan, his cock pulsing with every thick stream of cum that spilled from the tip, coating my face and tits in a thick, white layer. I looked into his eyes as his cream evaporated.

“Is there any other way you want to use me, Big Brother?” I asked huskliy.

My big boobs shook with every deep thrust on Howard's hard dick. My hips rolled against his, my moans growing louder with every movement. I guided his hands away from my ass and to my bouncing tits, letting him squeeze and knead them as I took him deep inside me, my moans growing louder by the moment. His fingers dug into my titflesh, his touch rough but pleasurable, matching the intensity of our lovemaking. I heard John grunt loudly and figured he must have jerked himself off again watching us, but right now my focus was on getting my husband to cum again. I wanted him to fill me up, to make me his in the most primal way possible. I had already felt him fill me once, and I yearned for more.

John' eyes ran over my teenage form, taking in every curve of my younger, tighter body, his face breaking out into a grin. I could see the desire burning in his gaze as it darted around the room, looking for a good spot to fuck me. Unfortunately the bed was basically it; the only other furniture was dressers. His gaze alighted on the bed again, but there was no way two couples could fit.

“The bed should be twice as wide so all four of us an fit,” he said and the bed seemed to jerk a little and then widened with a dull swishing sound, shooting out to one side, not even disturbing the fucking couple now occupying only one side of it. I saw the far wall retreat from us as the room itself expanded slightly to fit the larger mattress.

I looked at the suddenly larger bed for a second in shock, but then John grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me onto it beside the rutting pair. The cool sheets brushed against my skin as I landed gracefully on my hands and knees. I shot him an amused expression over my shoulder, shaking my upraised ass his way. He jumped up behind me, positioning himself at my entrance before thrusting deep into my pussy in one smooth motion, fucking me doggy style. The sudden fullness sent a jolt of pleasure through my youthful body, feeling even bigger than I remembered. I was tighter than before, I realized, and I moaned softly, arching my back to meet his hips as he stretched me open. He fucked me hard, and I fucked him back, thrusting my ass back to meet his hips, boobs shaking with every movement. He tried to match the rhythm and intensity of Howard’s and my other self's lovemaking.

Her moans grew louder as she increased her pace on our husband's dick and I increased my own more musical mewls of pleasure as John penetrated me over and over. His fingers dug into my hips as he eagerly thrust deep inside my tight teenage vag. “Fuck, m... Sis,” he panted, his voice hoarse with desire. “You feel so good around my cock.” I moaned in response, pushing back against him, my body trembling with pleasure. “That’s it, Big Brother,” I gasped, keeping up the roleplay, my voice breathy and needy. “Fill me with your cum.”

John groaned softly, his cock throbbing, pulsing with every thick wad of cum he shot into my barely used pussy. Beside us, my other self and Howard groaned in unison, her moans growing louder as she took him eagerly, crying out his name, her massive tits flying about chaotically with each deep thrust. John’s fingers dug into my hips, pulling me back against him with every stroke, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Howard’s cock felt so good inside me. I leaned back, puling my tits from his questing hands, arching over until I nearly lay back on the back as I rode him, my moans growing louder with every deep stroke. His hands ran over my tight stomach and one reached my lit, playing with it as he thrust up at me from below, his cock buried deep inside me as I came. I cried out as I climaxed, my pussy clenching tightly around Howard’s thick cock. I heard him grunt as I felt his seed splash inside me, and also, just beside me, I heard another pair of moans. My body trembled as I screamed Howard’s name, the aftershocks of my orgasm rippling through my body, leaving me breathless and satisfied.

Howard and I came down, and I fell forward and rested against him, just enjoying his harness inside me, my boobs softly pressed between us. I remembered the moans I had heard as we came, and glanced to the side. My eyes widened when I saw John impaled doggy style in a girl besides us, our bed somehow far larger than is had been. The girl fell forward bonelessly, John dick popping out of her, breathing heard. She rolled over and I realized that it was me. I watched my 18 year old self languidly reach out and grasp my son's dick and lightly play with it as he sat there still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. She looked up at him with a mix of innocence and seduction, her eyes sparkling with desire. I moaned softly as I felt Howard’s dick throb inside me, and turned to see him looking at them too.

"Anna, is that...?" he asked, looking back and forth between us. "Is that... you?"

“Damn, I was really was a sexy little thing back then, wasn't I?” I commented in wonder to Howard, my voice low and sultry as I looked at her, my fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest as I softly ground myself on his dick.

"Come on, Anna," he spluttered with a panicked expression. "You can't... you know you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen."

"I am, am I? But she's also me, honey. So which is it? Anna, the mature wife, or Anna, the sexy teen? Who's the sexist woman you've ever seen?" I pressed mischievously.

"I mean, of course you're the hottest woman I've ever seen," he said in a rush. "But... damn, Anna, you were something when you were younger," he manged to get out awkwardly, his gaze shifting between us.

"So your saying me as a teenager is the MORE the sexiest woman you've ever seen?"

He started to object again, but I shushed him. “I’m a milf now,” I said. "Our son is using me and will doubtless use me more. And I want him to,” I paused for a moment. “I'll fuck him and anyone else he wants me to fuck, and I'll like it. And I'll still only love you. It would be hypocritical to not let you do the same. Especially if the 'anyone else' is me.”

Howard’s cock throbbed inside me again at that, his hips jerking forward slightly as leaned in to kiss me again.

I idly played with John's cock as we came down from our shared orgasm. I saw Howard and my other self looking at us, whispering to each other. "Is there any other way you want to use me, Big Brother?” I asked, letting my voice sing-song.

"'Big Brother?'" my older self asked, eyebrow raised, from her perch atop Howard's dick.

"I'm much too young to be his mother now," I countered to my other self, grinning. "I'm a young, hot, tight 18 year old, and John's my sexy older brother," I added, playing it up. The other me rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the hint of amusement in her gaze.

John and his father locked eyes, a silent communication passing between them before John spoke. “Dad, do you want to trade?” he asked.

Howard’s eyes widened in shock, his face turning red with embarrassment, but I felt his dick surge inside me. I just laughed softly, my body trembling slightly with anticipation. “It’s okay,” I said softly. “I want to see you fuck teenage me. I mean, John’s sexy younger sister."

“Hey, 'big sis,' fuck Dad,” John said to my younger self, his grin widening as he looked at me.

I pulled off Howard's dick and moved over to John's side of the expanded bed, sinking down before him and taking his cock between my mounds. "Here's one thing your mommy can do your little sister cannot,' I sad huskily as I squeezed him inside my expansive cleavage.

I watched my older self slowly pull herself off Howard's long, thick cock. I rolled over to his side of the bed, admiring Howard's muscular, manly physique, laying back beside him so he could admire my tight teenage body. Howard got on top of me, positioning himself at my entrance. We both turned to watch as milf me sandwiched John's dick in her huge knockers as Howard slowly thrust into my teenage quim. I moaned softly, arching my back to meet his hips.

My body trembled with pleasure as I enclosed John's upthrust dick within the cavern of my massive mammaries. We both watch Howard fucking my younger self in missionary, her moans filling the room with a symphony of desire.

“Fuck me hard, Daddy,” I said to my erstwhile husband, pulling his attention away from the other couple. Howard didn’t hesitate; he began to fuck me hard, slamming my tiny body into the mattress. I moaned softly, my fingers digging into his back as I let him take me, my teen body trembling with need.

As Howard began to pound the younger me into the bed, I relished the feeling of my son's cock spearing through my titflesh, liking his tip when it emerged, his groans growing louder. His hands wandered downward, finding my wet cunt, and my hips rolled against his my fingers as he sawed them in and out of me.

We kept changing positions. I was on my hands and knees, taking Howard deep from behind. His massive cock stretched me wide, his fingers digging into my hips as he pounded into me with relentlessly, my pert tits bouncing with every thrust, my moans echoing off the walls, as older me turned to let John fuck her reverse cowgirl. Later, Lay back on Johns as he entered me from below, his cock filled me completely, his hips slamming against mine with each deep stroke, as older me gave Howard a boobjob of his own. Them I straddled Howard's face as he ate me out, his hands gripping my ass tightly while older me had John's dick in her mouth, deepthroating him. Then I was between both of them, me on all fours, John kneeling behind me, his cock sliding into me smoothly, while Howard was in front, his thick cock pressing against my lips as I took him as deep into my mouth as I could, stretching my teen throat beyond capacity, my moans vibrating around his shaft. My older self played with her pussy as she watched with rapt attention, awaiting her own turn, which came soon, Howard stretching her pussy wide as she jacked John off onto her huge tits while I lay there catching my breath.

We fucked like this for hours, until finally we all fell asleep, bodies tangled together on the bed, breaths coming in ragged gasps as we drifted off to sleep.