London And Sandra Talk And Sext

"So, you really had sex with Pete in the library?"

"Yes," I answered as we both sat down on the couch. "I fully realize that it's not as classy as the shower, but we did it."

"Weren't you worried about getting caught?"

"Well, don't tell Pete I told you, but it actually started with him jacking off under the table. I couldn't help, but to please myself to him. Even with me on his mind, it took him a few minutes to pop, but he did. Then he praised me with one line, and I had to say 'Thank you.' Let's just say I scared him, but I still got to blow him under the table. Although, it did get rather hot under there, and I eventually just decided to fuck him out in the open. Luckily, you and Joe were the only ones that caught us," I explained before a pause. "You should try it, just give Joe a blow job out somewhere. It shouldn't be too hard, just be spontaneous."

"Okay, I'll think about that. Holy shit, I fucking love my son, he is my knight in shiny armor. Every single time we have sex, I feel like I'm eighteen again. I met Will when I was twenty, but I know I had a good sex life when I was eighteen, but it wasn't just with one person. Now that I'm just having sex with Joe, and I literally can not go even a full hour without thinking about him, shit," London moaned before she grabbed her phone.

"What, are you sexting him?"

"Something like that," she answered before lifting her top. "I should give Joe something to peek at; he told me that since we had sex in the shower that he doesn't watch porn anymore. Will you take a picture?" she asked, handing it to me.

"Sure," I answered, taking it. "Holy shit, I'll have to do the same for Pete."

I brought it right over her melons and took a picture for her.

She took the phone back. "'Here's some porn for you, but you'll have to imagine your cock going in between them, stud.', and send," London spoke before peeking at me. "You haven't sexted Pete, or sent him nude pictures of yourself?"

"I guess not; how long have you been doing it?"

"Since that same day. The first I did it, I let him know what he was to expect to see just a few hours before I came over and fucked his brains out. The second time I sent him a nude picture, I made sure to give him some words too, and he even said that made the picture hotter. You should start sexting him Pete, even though you think you're already close, you'll become even closer."

"You don't think its overkill though?"

"No, not for your son, he's not your husband. If Will is anything like Josh, I'm sure he turned in his right to sexting. I tell Joe all the time I can't wait to get down on my knees in front of him," she confessed, putting her tits away.

"Damn, London, you've gone all out, haven't you?"

"Yes, we're both cheating on our husbands, Sandra. We need to go all out and have the time of our lives. What are the alternatives? We tell our hubbies that we're having affairs with our sons and then do it one bedroom apartments? Our bastard husbands are stuck up and will take everything they can, so we have to have as much fun with them as possible."

"Well, I did have an idea to go on a trip with Pete for a weekend to anywhere, so we could have sex in the hotel room."

"That's perfect, Sandra. We can always fuck our sons while our husbands are away, but they always come home so we can't sleep with our sons. That's hot, most definitely, but remember about housekeeping though."

"I will, but damn, I was right though. We should have just had sex with each other's kids, and now we're happy in secret relationships."

"Quit bragging, bitch," London giggled, pushing me somewhat. "Although, I'm still running with it more."

"And I'm the one that had sex with my son in the library, so ha."

"Then how about this: it is my idea that we seriously should let them see us together again. We had sex right on this couch, and our boys loved watching. Have you thought about having sex with me again? I mean for them to enjoy?"

"Maybe once or twice, but again, to give the boys eye candy. I don't think either of us are lesbians, but I would certainly eat you out again for them. The first time, I think it was just passion, and we were both horny, but you are quite sexy, London," I complimented her, placing my hand on her leg and peeking at her rack. "I can see why Joe would love to see those boobs, even on his cellphone screen."

"Thank you," she answered before leaning towards me.

Our noses met, but we didn't move for a few seconds.

Although, she did kiss me. "I think we're BFFs now," she mentioned, leaning back.

"Now? I'm pretty sure that happened we confessed we screwed each other's sons. Then it would just be adding insult to injury if we didn't admit it by then."

"Fair enough, have you done anything with your hubby since that night?"

"He has showered with me a couple of times, and kisses when he leaves, but that's it. His cock hasn't been inside me at all though. My pussy and mouth have been exclusive just for Pete. I do love sucking his dick, I can please him so much like that, but I'm sure you know that."

"Yes, I do, if I'm naked, Joe likes to cum on my breasts when I blow him, but if I'm clothed, he'll shoot my face. I suck on his cock right all the time on this couch while he watches TV."

"No shit?"

"Nope and his dad was really close to catching us last week. I bullshit you not, I talked to him for a couple of minutes with a little bit of Joe's seed on my cheek, but Josh didn't even notice. Joe was nervous that he would, and eyeballed us, but his dad didn't see it. I don't know which place he likes to cum on more, but those are in the top two though. Where does Pete like to shoot you?"

"Do you mean when I give him a blow job, or just in general?"

"Both."

"Well, my melons are a favorite, but I guess another would be my butt. I can't get Pete to erupt on my face though; he feels that its weird. Even though he knows this is a special relationship. I still love that mother fucker."

"Well, he does fuck his mother, just like my motherfucking son," she laughed, pushing my arm a bit. "Let me ask you this, how many times have you had sex with Pete? Whether it was just a blow job, vaginal sex, nipple licking, or anything?"

"I have no idea, somewhere around three-hundred I guess. I mean there have been times where I just blew him for a few minutes where we didn't take off our clothes, but with everything considered, I think its been roughly that many occasions. I could be way off though. May I ask you have you ever gotten the chance to sleep with Joe though? I mean, with both of you naked wherever?"

"Nope, because just like your hubby, they work a lot, but they always come home, and we can't let them catch us. We've both cuddled after the sex before, but I've never gotten to sleep with him though. So, that weekend idea is good. What if we just told our bastard husbands that some bigger school might be interested in them over in Colorado, that has to be at least a three-hour trip. Just tell them that we're going to go check it out for a weekend, but check into a hotel in the next town? I mean, that'd work, so we'd have forty-eight hours to fuck our sons and sleep with them at night."

"I like that, you clever tart."

"Good, hussy," she fired back, leaning towards me.

I kissed her and then she leaned back. "If I weren't having an affair with my son, I'd take you right now."

"Yeah, we'll have to let them see us again. It was too good to be just a one-time thing,"

"What if they joined in too, and we had a foursome? What if they kissed each other, or you know, given each other head?" she pondered, letting her hand into her panties.

"That's a great idea on paper, London, but I don't see our sons doing that though. Pete and Joe are best friends, but I highly doubt they'd do that."

"Why not? They love us like two hot chicks they're having sex with, plus we're their moms too. I'm not suggesting that we push them into it, but at least bring it up, and I know if we bring it up enough, I know they'll do it for us."

"So, your idea is to nudge them a little bit at a time?"

"Yes, we could screw their brains out first, and then they'll do almost anything by then, don't you think? I mean we've had them get into our panties those three-hundred times, and they've seen us together, so I'm pretty sure we could actually get them to do something for our enjoyment."

"Okay, London, let's put that on the 'wishful thinking' shelf for now."

"Well, Sandra, you're forcing me to ask, because I won't do it without your blessing, but what do you say that we at least ask them at some point? Even just after we let them see us have sex again?"

I took a deep breath. "And if I say no, you'll let it go?"

"I don't want to, but yes."

"Let me think about it because I'm wondering if that will complicate our relationships with our sons. I supposed anything is possible, we're both having affairs with our sons, and back on the pill because of it. That's something to think about, I guess, but I still don't see it happening, London. It sounds too good to be true."

"Do I sense a 'but' coming, Sandra?"

"But if it happens, I will actually love you, not in a BFF kind of way. That's a hot idea, but it seems way over the top, and I just don't see it happening."

"Challenge accepted, Sandra. We can go from BFFs to BFFFs; do you like the sound of that?"

"Yes, London. I won't say you're wasting your breath, but I think its legitimately not going to happen."

"If you say so."

We both stayed silent but smiled at each other for a few minutes. I couldn't resist thinking about making my idea a reality, but of course, Sandra was right, it was unlikely at best that we could make them do something for us, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"It sounds like we have company," I said, peeking towards the hallway. "Oh, your son is here, London."

"I got your text, Mom," Joe muttered, out of breath, strolling towards us. "What's Sandra doing here?"

"We're just chatting, and she was nice to enough to take the picture. I didn't mean for you to run over here though."

"I'm in between classes now, my next one doesn't start for another couple of hours," he let out, sitting down with London and kissing her too.

They immediately started cuddling with his back leaning on her front, and I had to watch them and smile. "Well, that worked like a charm, did you break the speed limit the whole way over here, Joe?"

"Yes, pretty much, my time with my mom is precious."

"Oh, isn't he sweet?" London pondered as they both turned their heads to kiss each other. "I didn't plan on having him come over here with that picture, but now that he's here, I'm not complaining."

"I can see that, London, are your hands already making their way to his junk?"

"Maybe, don't worry, I won't take it out in front of you, Sandra."

"I appreciate that too, Mom."

"Why? You've had sex with Sandra, she's seen it, so don't be embarrassed, Joe. You already kissed me in front of her too, so don't worry about it."

"Okay, Mom."

No one said a word for a few minutes, but I had to envy London a bit. I licked my lips as my eyes were stuck on them, and I knew she lured him there just with a picture of his melons. I casually let my hand go into my shorts as neither of them was viewing me.

I let my entire palm come onto my twat and rubbed it entirely for a moment going up and down ever so slowly. I wasn't even sure if they actually noticed, but they seemed more than concent cuddling together.

His head lied on her shoulder, and I pleasured myself to them just enjoying each other's company. I surely knew it also had a strong foundation to go on from me knowing that they were an incestuous couple.

After five minutes, Joe nonchalantly turned his body ninety degrees towards the couch, and London began delivering a string of kisses all over his head. He returned the favor, but onto the tops of her boobs though.

"That's right, give your mommy affection, Joe, she gave you birth, so she deserves it," I moaned, playing with myself.

Neither of them answered, but I found myself incredibly turned on even without seeing too much skin from either of them. With my line, I was sure Sandra and Pete knew I was pleasing myself, but then Joe turned his body the rest of the way.

"I love you, Mom," he muttered before kissing her.

"I love you too, son," she let out, caressing his back. "Are you getting a little frisky, even in front of Sandra?"

"Maybe a little bit, but you're still you, so it's not a fair fight, I can't resist, but to make you happy."

"You say that as if its a bad thing."

I took a deep breath and watched them rub their bodies together, even though their clothes and kiss on and off for a few more minutes. All the while, I was sure they knew that I was masturbating, but they didn't say a word.

Although, I hit the couch a few seconds later and pulled out my phone. "Take my picture," I ordered them, handing them the phone.

London took it as they both grinned, and I lifted my top. "Let my son appreciate his mom's bosoms too, London."

"Gladly," she said before peeking at Joe. "Dude, you may look at Sandra's knockers; neither of us is gonna get upset."

"Mom, I told you, I don't even watch porn anymore, I don't want to cheat on you," he made clear, leaning off her.

"You'd consider that cheating on me?" she asked, peeking at him.

"Yes, Mom, I don't want to see her breasts."

"Even if I ask you to glance at them?"

He let out a sigh, but did give his eyes the pleasure of seeing them. "Wow, Sandra, they are even sexier this time."

"Thank you," I said, prior to getting off the couch.

I went to him and put my hand out. He wasted no time taking it, and then he came up with me.

"You may look all you want, I already have Pete loving these bundles of joy," I mentioned, pushing them up a bit. "I know you have your mom, and I have Pete, but I still thoroughly enjoyed our time together too, Joe. If everyone is cool with it, I'd love to get you again sometime, but no pressure. Although, may I have a kiss?"

He looked over at London for a few seconds, and then he kissed me for a few seconds. "You are the second greatest MILF, Sandra," he praised me, taking the phone from London.

Then he backed away and put the phone up. "You have an amazing rack, but I just want my mom's."

"If you say so."

"I do," he added before taking the picture.

He handed the phone back to me and went back to his mom. I sent the picture, but of course, kept my eyes on them. I sat back down and let my hand back into my panties as they just started kissing again with their fronts together.

"That was hot, Joe."

"Really, Mom?"

"Yes," she answered, pushing his lips off hers. "I saw her giving you head that day, so I know how good she is. It wouldn't turn you off if I had sex with Pete again?"

"I don't know, but if its something you want, then I have to support it."

"Aren't you sweet?" she pondered, having them both get up.

She kissed him again as they stood up, but she lowered herself down to her knees and brought both hands to his crotch.

"Mom, we can't do it in front of Sandra."

"Why not?" she asked, undoing his pants. "You've had sex with her, remember?" she inquired, taking out his wood. "Just let your mommy make feel good in front of your best friend's mom," she suggested, rubbing it and right before she took it into her mouth.

My eyes widened as much as they could as they became glued to them. I nearly felt to be in shock, but yet, I knew it was happening.

"Come on, put your hands on your mom's head and let her know how much you love her, Joe. She's the best woman in your life, so treat her as such."

He failed to look at me but did follow my order. London's lips went back and forth on his schlong ever so slowly to start with, but she did speed up her lips a little bit with each minute she sucked her son's rod.

I couldn't be sure if Joe had a problem with me being there after London got going, but he didn't seem to mind. I just saw him focusing on his mom, giving her constant eye contact and caressing her head too.

He didn't say anything for the first couple of minutes, but of course, his moves said everything. I could tell he surely enjoyed his blow job and he moved around quite a bit too in the process. I also maintained my distance too, but with my hand rather busy.

I just viewed London's face as she pleased her son to no end. I also had to peek at Joe's face from time to time, and I surely could relate to the look he had. I could fondly remember it on Pete's face every time I gave him a motherly blow job.

'Oh, yes, she is holding it right at the base, just like I do. Holy shit, it's almost like watching myself sucking on Pete's wood. I know it's not, but still, it feels eerie, but still sexy. And she is even sucking her lips into her mouth too; she must be crazy about him too. It might be a crime, but it's still bullshit. Any family members that want to have sex should be able to whenever the hell they want. Consequential **** is quite underrated as far as I can tell. My pussy gets submerged just thinking of having sex with Pete, whether he pounds me from behind, or makes sweet love to me. He's my rock, and I'm his.'

London still kept her lips going rather slow, but pleasurable for Joe, and I had to commend her for that. I slathered my lips so many times; it nearly felt like a skating rink. Before I knew it, I left a sizable wet spot on her couch, but I didn't think she'd mind. Considering the reason why I surely thought she'd praise me for contaminating it.

'Wow, they are still keeping eye contact though, I don't think I've ever gotten Pete to look into my eyes for this long when I blew him. Well, maybe Joe is just a little more skilled, I don't know, but this is still steaming. Yes, rub the head over her tongue as she lets it out just for a few seconds, stud. Your mom is a dirty woman, but you should treat her as a sex queen. She is just sucking on it slowly and making you love it in the process if that's not being a good mom, I don't know what is. Also, of course, Joe, you're just accepting the pleasure from your mom. She wants to please you, and you allow me to do so, even right in front of me. That makes you one hell of a couple, even if she is cheating,' I thought, moving my fingers very lazily. "Wow, it's very refreshing to see what I look like when I suck Pete's cock, he usually has that same face, Joe."

"Okay, Sandra."

"I'm sorry, Joe."

"It's alright if I know him, he's gonna chase you down too."

I smiled widely, but then London let his pecker out. "It is getting a little hot in here," she pointed out, grabbing the end of her top and taking it off.

"Damn, do you two not wear bras now?"

"Not all the time," London answered, bringing the head to her right nipple. "Let's face it, since you enjoy seeing me naked so much, you love it."

"Point taken."

"Do you want to show Sandra how to like to cum on your favorite part of my body, Joe? I'm sure she'd love to see it."

"Me too," Pete added.

"Holy shit," I moaned, getting up. "I missed you," I told my son, luring him with my hands.

He quickly came to me and kissed me. We both closed our eyes, but we heard the sucking sounds from London again.

After a minute, Pete gently pushed my lips off his. "Mom, your boobs are out."

"I know, I needed to take them out for that picture, and I just never covered them up," I responded, placing both hands on his crotch. "Joe and London are busy; would it be okay if I..."

"Yes, Mom, do it."

I giggled and pecked his cheek before lowering myself to my knees. I never let my palm off his crotch and kept rubbing it too. We both had to peek at London and Joe at least once, but a few seconds later, I undid his shorts, and they fell.

"Oh, your member is nice and hard while it is poking out of your boxers, Pete," I mentioned, rubbing it and looking at him. "Would you like your mommy to give you a blow job? I'll suck on it for as long you want; I'll even keep sucking after you cum. You may shoot into my mouth if you'd fancy, I don't mind. Would you like me to get completely naked?"

"Yes, Mom, because you have a dazzling body."

"Oh, aren't you a sweetie?" I asked, rising with him.

He undid my shorts, and they fell. Then he dropped down to his knees too, and casually grabbed onto each side of my panties too. After only a couple seconds, he brought them down to my feet, and I stepped out of them.

Then he stood back up with me and placed both hands on my butt. "I love you, Mom."

"I know, we've told each other like a million times now, but it's very sweet to hear," I added before I kissed him. "I love you too, handsome man," I told him before I lowered myself back to my knees.

Then as I saw both men standing next to each other, I had to hurry to get his cock in my mouth. I went all the back and made sure to let it go down my throat too.

"Holy shit, Pete, here we are again, but now we're with our own moms," Joe moaned, peeking at him.

"I can see that, Joe," Pete added, glancing at him for a few seconds. "Let's focus on our moms though, they deserve our full attention," he stated before they both looked back at us.

Both London and I peeked at each other from time to time, but surely made constant eye contact with our sons. I couldn't help, but to notice that she nearly copied me as far as my speed, and how I moved my hands casually too.

Needless to say, they both caressed our heads as softly as possible and made kissing faces towards us as well. London had been sucking on Joe's dick a few more minutes than I had been sucking on Pete's wood, so I thought I'd get Joe's cum first, but I had to keep guessing.

'Yeah, look right into your mommy's eyes as she gives you one slimy blow job. Don't worry; I'll suck on it for as long as you want me to, son. I'll do it when I'm in my sixties if you'd fancy and you're nearing your forties; I don't mind, I want to please you, Pete. You've made me feel better than a whole new woman, I feel sexy and desirable now, so its the least I can do. I could probably kiss you a million times in the future, but I know you'll definitely appreciate my lips down on your schlong a lot more. I'm your hot mom, so I'll do it for you and make you feel better than a whole new man. You haven't told me much about your sexual history, but you do have a little. I don't know if I will actually be the only woman you fuck for the rest of your life, but I'll let you have me if you want me.'

Neither of them said a word for a few minutes; they cherished their sexy moms committing the most sensual act possible with our mouths. I surely couldn't help, but to love making him feel good.

The added fact that London was right next to me pleased her son too, and in the same way, fueled my engine even more. I plainly couldn't put myself in her head, but I certainly knew just what it felt like to lust after my son.

No matter how much I look into his eyes as I blew him, he just gave that love right back with those very same eyes and his hands. I couldn't praise him enough, even my mouth full. I surely knew his already sky-high opinion of me went up even further.

Through his moans, I could only conclude that I milked out a little more love with every passing thrust. After a few minutes, I felt his hands pushing harder on the back of my head. So, he **** me to take a little more of his wood into my mouth with each thrust.

I absolutely didn't mind; in fact, I applauded him for doing it. I just purely saw his father within him, at least when he was Pete's age. It seemed everything got put in perspective every time we had sex, on the 'why?', and the 'holy shit.' too.

I gently let his dick out. "Counting both London and I, Pete, how many ladies have given you head?" I asked, stroking it.

"Three, but London crushed the first one, and you're currently smashing London, Mom."

"Hey, that's my mom, Pete," Joe whined, pushing him a tad.

"As if you're gonna say that my mom is better than yours, Joe. I don't think so."

"Hey, you two don't need to fight," London added, bringing the head of Joe's member to her right nipple. "We're both elegant MILFs, and you're both biased. That's nothing to be ashamed of, but son, you have to admit that Pete is right," she mentioned, rubbing them together. "I'm sure Sandra wouldn't take it personally."

"Okay, Mom."

I took Pete's pecker back into my mouth, but London rose with Joe and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're the sexiest man alive, I'm biased, so I'm allowed to say that. Sandra wouldn't fault me either. Even though she does have slightly bigger jugs than me, you still prefer mine, don't you?"

"Yes, Mom."

"And you'd rather have me blow you, right?"

He nodded and kissed her. "You're always right."

"I know, it can be a gift and a curse," she added before pecking his cheek and lowering herself back to her knees. "Now why don't you give your sexy mom some cum, and then fuck me right in front of them?"

"I can do that, Mom."

"I'm not kidding," she warned him before she took his member back into my mouth.

"I know, Mom, I'll prove to everyone in this room how much I love you. Don't you worry," Joe let out, placing his hands on my head.

"We're not the only mother/son loving combo in town, son," I alerted Pete, coming up with him as I kept his cock in my hands. "You're the best son I could ever imagine, Pete; I mean that," I informed him, stroking it.

"I believe you, Mom."

"Go ahead, feel my butt or my breasts, Pete, you're allowed to now. Considering how attracted I know you are to me, I might have to slap you if you didn't feel me."

"I understand, Mom," he responded, placing both palms on my tits. "You're right London; I'm biased towards my mom."

"I told you, Pete," London bragged, taking a small break.

"We're bitchy MILFs, so, and don't say we're not. We have to be; otherwise, Joe's dick wouldn't be inside London's mouth, and yours wouldn't be in my hands. We're bitchy, but we love you two more than life itself. I know I'm speaking for London, but it is true. We've both fucked each other's sons twice now, so we both even know what that's like too. Just as I'm sure, she can see that you're shaking around and needing to cum."

"Well, you're both perfect then, Mom," Pete moaned, taking in a deep breath.

I didn't pay attention to see if London or Joe was watching, but I angled Pete's cock up and allowed him to fire his load onto my titties.

"Holy crap, I love you, Mom," he let out after his second shot.

I kept my eyes on his closed eyelids the whole and just felt his steaming hot seed attack my bosoms and stomach. I couldn't help, but to cheese the whole time as I took six different shots of his cum on my body.

I made sure to keep a small gap for him to have a little room for his load to blast out at full ****, and it worked perfectly. At the end of his orgasm, I surely knew he covered my rack as if his cock was super soaker, only better.

Then I leaned back to him again. "Thank you, son," I muttered before kissing him.

"Your welcome, Mom," he said out of breath.

I turned my head to London, and Pete followed my lead. "Damn, she's good too."

"I know, I saw her giving you head, remember? Is that what I look like when I give you blow jobs?" I asked before smooching his cheek.

"Yes, only sexier."

"Gold star, Pete," I giggled before kissing him.

I brought my face back again, but we just kept eye contact for a moment. Although, then we both had to peek at them again.

"Let me cum on your boobs too, Mom."

"Don't you want to shoot my face, Joe?"

"No, it is weird to do it in front of them."

"Fine," London groaned, aiming his schlong down towards her tits. "Douse them then, son."

We both watched as he did just that.

"And that's what we look like when you shoot my melons, Pete," I moaned, wrapping my arms around him.

He failed to add to that, but he pulled me as he walked back to the couch. He sat down on it first and then I climbed up right on top of him too. I wasted no time; I just snatched his rod and guided it to my slit.

"Holy shit, I'm riding my son now," I cheered, placing my hands on his stomach. "My tits are flopping around, and I already feel his dick vibrating too."

"I can see that, Mom," Pete chuckled, grabbing my thighs.

"Get up here and kiss me, Pete."

He followed my order and did just that. My hooters clashed with his chest yet again, and the chemistry showed too. Neither of us stopped moving, but our lips stayed together, and we caressed each other's bodies also.

We stayed together for the time being as we didn't pay attention to what London and Joe were doing, but we didn't need to focus on them. Our lips pressed together, not like a mother and son should kiss, but as full-blown lovers.

"Shove that cock inside your mom, Joe, and teach me a lesson for cheating on your dad," London let out after we felt a slight movement on the couch.

Curiosity got the better of Pete and me, so we had to look at them. "Joe is about to screw his mom doggie style, Pete."

"I know, now ride me, Mom," he beseeched me, moving my face back to his. "We're having sex for the first time in front of them, and it should be special, so let's fuck," he suggested, grabbing my thighs again.

"I like that, hot stuff, and don't be afraid to grab my tits too, horndog. I'm your mom, so I'm fair game."

He failed to do that, but I did indeed begin riding him. I had to peek at Joe and London as he pounded his mom from behind, but of course, I had my son to deal with at the moment. My jugs shook, and I felt his cock vibrating as I felt my pussy thrusting on it.

He clutched my thighs hard and made sure to hold me tight. I surely didn't want either of us to do all the work, as we seemed to be partners. We sucked each other's minds out, but of course, having London and Joe fucking right next to us was a great perk.

We kept our eyes on each other for the most part, but we had to deal with the pleasure too, so we had to look away from time to time too. My hooters shook like they were bouncing up and down in a trampoline, which also stole his attention from time to time.

With every passing thrust, I drained him a little bit more so I could get him to cum. Not that I was in a hurry, but I absolutely loved feeling his seed whether it was inside me or somewhere on me. Either way, I was fucking my son and loving it.

"Oh, you're intoxicating, Mom. Every single inch of your body is flawless; I don't care how old you are. I think you're a goddess in every sense of the word."

"You do, Pete?" I asked, halting my movements.

"Yes, you're the most stunning woman in the world."

"Are you trying to flatter me?"

"No, I just love you," he said, placing his palms on my face. "I love you," he mentioned before kissing me.

"I love you too," I muttered, encasing my arms around him.

At that moment, I felt my heart grow more than I could ever remember. I certainly recognized that Pete was my son, but he reminded me that he was my loving boyfriend too.

He proved that by kissing me, and when he pushed me back to the couch too. "You better not ever take your mom for granted, Joe," he mentioned, failing to look at Joe as he placed his palms on my jugs. "You only get one," he reminded him before bringing his mouth to my left nipple.

"Oh, yes, dear son, let your wild side out," I moaned, placing both of my hands on his head. "Lick that nipple, suck it, rub it or whatever you want. I'm the sexy MILF you're screwing now, so you have me in the palm of your hand," I let out, looking right into his eyes.

Those words just seemed to fuel him as he did suck my nipple into his mouth. I immediately had to deal with the pleasure and angle my head back just a tad. I managed to keep eye contact with him, but he did tilt the tables.

"Just like that, Pete, suck and lick that nipple for your mommy. Joe is rubbing London's boobs right now as he shoves his cock deep into her twat. Don't let him show you up; you should prove how crazy you are about me just as he's doing the same for her. I'm your mom, so you shouldn't half-ass anything when pleasuring me. You must make it as sexy as possible and have me remembering every single second of our hot incestuous sex. If you cum inside me, you better keep going, I need all the pleasure you can dole out. You've turned me into a satisfied MILF, so you better keep going and spoil me as much as you can. You're doing quite well now; I don't even need to thrust my slit. Your mommy is a cougar, so you should make her purr. Won't you do that for me?"

"Yes, Mom, I'll please you all night and day and miss all my classes to do so too," Pete added in between licks.

"That's sweet, Pete, and then maybe you should start teaching a 'Mom Pleasing' class in school because you know how to please yours. I surely know London enjoyed herself that night you had sex with her too, didn't you, London?"

"Yes, Sandra, we both have mom charming sons here," London moaned, closing her eyes. "Holy shit, Joe, yes, spank your mommy too. She's been a bad girl, and you need to punish her."

"Okay, Mom," Joe laughed, slapping her butt. "Wow, it's steaming hot to fuck you right in front of Sandra and Pete. I'm screwing the hottest MILF in the world in front of an audience."

"Yes, you are, and grab those butt cheeks for me too," London let out, peeking back at him.

He did just that for her, but then I had to turn my head back to Pete. "Make out with your mom now, my son," I implored him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

My jugs went up against his chest, and he encased his arms around me too. Our lips moved as if we were indeed in love, and it certainly seemed like we were getting there. I surely knew that the passion was there, and at that moment, nothing else mattered.

Our lips stayed together for over five minutes, but neither of us ever stopped moving altogether. My son's hands went down to my butt, but his arms crossed to the opposite side cheeks. That applied an even firmer grip, so my bosoms became a little squished.

Although, that didn't matter, he just wooed me so much that he stole my heart, so to speak. I surely knew it wasn't legal to marry my son, but on the other hand, he made me hopeful to change the laws.

My lips gently parted from his. "I love you, Pete, you're one in a million."

"You're dashing, Mom, and even if you weren't, you'd still be one in ten million."

"Thank you, son," I said before kissing him again. "I'm crazy about you, Pete, I love you."

"I love you too, Mom, you're amazing in every single way imaginable," he let out, allowing his hands to come up my body on the backside. "You're skin is silky smooth."

"I think you're crazy about me too, am I right?"

"Yes, you're intoxicating, Mom," he moaned, slanting his head back.

"Do you have to cum, Pete?"

"Yes, I do, Mom, damn, you're making it hard to hold my load," he groaned, jiggling around.

"Don't fret, my son," I told him, getting off him. "Your mommy will never judge you," I made clear, lying down in front of him. "Now douse her," I ordered him, rubbing my boobs.

I had to peek at London and Joe for a second, and we stole their attention. Although, then I glanced back at Pete just in time for him to unleash his load all over his favorite canvas: his mom's sexy figure.

"Yes, I'm crazy about you, Mom," he made clear before shooting out his first stream.

"Holy shit, you're shooting your mom, dude," Joe added.

We already knew that as he just unloaded his third shot and then let out two more streams afterward. He made sure all five landed down on my jugs, but of course, it all splashed around to get my face, arms, and stomach.

"Wow, you're amazing, Mom." he praised me, examining my body.

"I know, and so are you," I pointed out, rubbing in his seed.

He lied down with me and even let his head on my chest so he could still see London and Joe. "And that's hot, Mom."

"I know, there's nothing quite like seeing a mother and son have sex."

Joe kept pounding London and seemed to be able to keep his load intact. I had no idea how, but I didn't care.

"It was my idea to seduce you two, judging by these results, I can't complain."

"You just never have sex with dad?" he asked, peeking at me.

"Nope, I can't say I've even been trying lately, but even months before that night, it just never happened. I'm happy to have a son that can fulfill my sexual needs. All four of us are sick in some way, but we feel mother/son sex is not only wonderful, but good for us. I haven't been with anyone I love as much as you, Pete."

He smiled at me again, but then he leaned up to his feet. He put his hand out I took it. Without speaking a word, he dropped his knees and placed both of his hands on my twat.

"You want to give me oral sex?"

"You give me blow jobs all the time, so I want to return the favor, Mom," he mentioned, rubbing my lips. "You deserved to be pleasured that way too."

"Fair enough."

We exchanged eye contact as he let his tongue into my pussy.

I had to place both hands on his head. "Only a guy that truly loved his mom would be down on his knees in front of her like this. Lick your mommy's slit, you horny young man," I branded him, caressing his head.

We exchanged probably the lustiest eye contact to date right then as that was the first time he had let his tongue onto my cherry. He clearly stated that he wanted to return the favor to me, but it didn't matter what the reason was, I just cared that he wanted to do it for me.

I let my hands go ever so slowly all over the back and top of his head, all the while that London and Joe kept going. After only a minute, I had to twitch around a bit as his tongue tickled me somewhat.

"Get my juice too, handsome man. I'm sure it tastes better than beer."

"Mom, I have no idea what beer tastes like," he brought up between licks.

I just giggled and kept eye contact. I surely didn't see him wanting to get between my legs, but as he was, I nearly felt to be dreaming. Although, just like much of our sex life, I knew it was authentic.

"Oh, give me your cum now, Joe," we heard London moan.

Neither of us looked at them because we really did suck each other's minds out. Even just by him trying out my snatch, he wooed me more than I could fathom. He solely licked my lips for the first few minutes going from bottom to top, and even that was remarkable.

I also saw a lot of my juice leaking off his cheek so that he couldn't drink it all, but again, he didn't need to at all. He fulfilled his duty both as my boyfriend and son as he just used his wet tongue on my soaked cunt.

Although, he let it off a few seconds later. "Am I making you feel good, Mom?"

"Yes, I'm caressing your head right now, you're getting a lot of points just for doing it. Right now, it isn't about quality, but about effort."

He nodded and resumed eating me out again.

"Yes," London let out, standing next to me. "We both have wonderful sons, especially when they want to let their tongues on the most sensitive parts of our bodies," she mentioned as Joe got right in front of her too.

I couldn't resist the urge to peek at Joe. "Holy shit, you've trained him well, London. I take it he has eaten you out more than a few times before?"

"Is it that obvious?" she pondered before peeking at Pete. "Just remember: make your mommy feel good," she gave him advice before looking back at Joe.

We both had to watch him perfect the art of pussy eating on London as he had both hands on her slit and massaged them too as his tongue swiftly up and down.

Although, after only thirty seconds, I had to drop down to my knees with Pete. "I know this sounds cliche, but I'm your mom, and I'll love you no matter what," I made clear before smooching his cheek.

We smiled at each other for a few more seconds, but then I stood back up and got closer to my beaver again. He failed to reference back to Joe, but to place his fingers on each side of it and let his tongue out.

"There's nothing like getting fucked by your son while standing next to another woman getting screwed by her son," London mentioned, looking my way before she leaned to me. "Let me kiss you in front of him, that might fire him up a bit."

I couldn't turn down that, so she closed the gap and pressed her lips onto mine. We both closed our eyes and evidently enjoyed the passion that we clearly had. Whether it was traced back to sexual or friendly reasons, we both enjoyed it.

After twenty seconds, my lips abruptly jumped off hers. "Oh, that's what I'm talking about, Pete," I moaned, placing my hands back on his head. "You're eating mommy's pussy now, letting that tongue off its leash. Its fun to run before you walk, isn't it? Have fun, son," I mumbled, massaging his head.

As he set his eyes on London and I kissing, it surely did give him the desired effect of giving him more confidence. From one second to the next, I admittedly felt his tongue increase its speed and expand the perimeter of where it was licking too.

There was no way not to relish in the whole act. As both had our sons performing oral sex on us, it seemed to create a whole new sexy ballgame. Just as the boys had to look at each other from time to time as they got their dicks sucked, London and I had to do the same.

No one said a word for a few minutes, but they made us moan quite a bit. Needless to say, even as we were sexual veterans, they still weren't but managed to find our weak spots so to speak to get the better of us to make us two cougars purr.

I had to bend my knees a bit as Pete made me feel incredibly great. 'Crap, I did underestimate my own son, just a little bit, but I'm still jealous of London: Joe is munching on her snatch like mad.'

Regardless of just how well he did, in fact, eat me out, and we both surely knew that the **** spoke for everything so to speak. Even with my words out there, he still didn't let his tongue into my twat just yet, but of course, his speed jumped up as he saw me kissing London.

"My pussy is on fire now, Pete, you're cooking and using the perfect utensil to make it fizzle. I hope you use it responsibly."

He nodded, but let his tongue off it again. "Are you sure you're not jealous of London?"

"No, she has her son, and I have mine," I stated before pushing his face back to my cunt. "Now please your mommy," I moaned, fondling his head.

That got him to unleash his saliva all over those two lips. His tongue suddenly slid all over them with a more significant section of it coming in contact with it too. That made me have to break eye contact again, rattle just a little bit also.

His fingers remained on both sides of my snatch, but they never left. I was sure he licked his fingers somewhat as he kept fucking me, but he didn't seem to mind. I surely didn't as he tingled me inside and out.

His tongue didn't go entirely inside, but after a couple of minutes, I did feel it dig in between those swollen lips just a tad. Once I did feel him do that, I had to advance his head a tiny bit more. I certainly didn't **** him to shove his tongue in there, but we both just guided each other it seemed.

"Oh, are you kissing those lips too? Do you love my beaver, son? It is alright, I won't judge you for it," I murmured before a gap. "London thinks that's funny, but I'm sure Joe loves her private parts too. Kiss it, lick it, rub your face all over it if you wish, do whatever you want. Mommy loves you and wants to see you become the sexiest and sweetest man imaginable," I said very slowly.

That made him cut his speed and lock eyes with me again. I didn't plan on him to do it as I love the faster licks, but of course, the intimacy was an ironclad need as well. Joe and London made themselves move towards me, and London even knocked into me slightly.

I didn't peek at her, but I was sure what she meant to say without saying it. As I became lost in my son, nothing else mattered. I knew I loved him literally more everyone else living or dead, and I couldn't fathom how I'd ever not had him with me in some way.

My juice never stopped leaking either and came out faster as he fucked me slowly. I couldn't help, but to revel in that fact, so I had to let a few tears come out onto my face. I positively knew that he knew they were tears of love, but even still, he had to back away a few inches.

He blew me a kiss, but after a few seconds, he rose up with me again. We kept eye contact still and placed his hands on my upper back. I wasn't sure what his intentions were precisely, but he kissed me and pushed his body onto mine.

Then he brought his mouth to my ear away from them. "I'm not comfortable eating you out in front of them, I thought I loved it, but now it seems very odd," he whispered before his hands began slipping down to my butt. "You aren't disappointed, are you?"

"As long as you make it up to me later alone," I mumbled, bringing my head back. "Sucking a cock is much easier than eating a pussy, its nothing to be ashamed of, Pete. It was hot to stand next to London as you both ate us out, but don't fret, I'm still your girlfriend."

He nodded, kissed me, and brought his fingers to my twat. "And I can still finger fuck you."

"And that's always hot," I moaned, placing my hands on my melons. "I sure hope you learn to enjoy every single part of my body, Pete. You haven't felt my feet very much."

"Mom, you did give me a foot job last week."

"Okay, bad example, but what about my knees?"

"I'll touch your knees more in the future, fair enough?"

"Yes," I giggled before pecking his cheek. "I'm forty-one now. Do you think I'll still be this sexy in my fifties?"

"Yes, Mom, you'll be just as ravishing then as you are now, I know it. Your slit will stay drenched at all times of the day, and your jugs will also fail to sag even a little bit."

I smiled and licked my lips for a few seconds before stealing his hands. "You don't think they're sagging just a little bit now?" I inquired, planting them on my rack.

"No, your bosoms are superb. Even before we hooked up, I knew they were real too; you have perfect MILF tits."

"Thank you," I said before kissing him. "May I ask you something with the promise that you'll be honest with me?"

"Sure."

I stayed silent for a few seconds and let my hands on his butt. "Are you happy seeing me on the down low? You can't tell anyone that you're fucking a MILF, besides London and Joe here, but even they already know. Call me crazy, but I'm pretty a nineteen-year-old male college student might want to brag about that. We also haven't really talked about your feelings towards your dad too, are you okay seeing me, son? Are you sure you don't want to get with another woman who is not married and closer to your age?"

He bit down on his bottom lip and shed a couple of tears.

"That expression says everything, Pete. Please don't hide anything from me, I won't judge you if you want to break up, I'll be sad, but I still want what's best for you. Love and sex can't keep us going forever; something has to happen. Although, I'm just throwing this out there, but if we're both interested, I might want to come out to your dad. I'm not pressuring you in in any way, shape or form, but you mean everything to me. If I need to sacrifice to get you, I just might do it."

He failed to speak, but he nodded and kissed me.

I wasn't sure what he thought, but he brought his face back. "Maybe we should sleep together first, Mom."

"You wouldn't just sleep with me though, would you? You'd certainly make sweet love to me first, right?"

"Sure, Mom."

We kissed again, but then I had to notice that Joe was still fucking London. 'Wow.'

Although, a moment later, my lips jumped off Pete's. "Shit, I think I just heard the front door open."

"Fuck, Joe, we have to get dressed," London panicked, peeking at him.

We all quickly grabbed our clothes and got into them. All the while, I felt my heart seemingly trying to blast out like a rocket. I got into my undergarments, and Pete even buttoned my shorts for me. Then Pete and I sat on one couch, as London and Joe sat on the other together. We were all sweaty, but we also wiped our foreheads and tried to calm ourselves down in the last seconds before Will and Josh came in the room.

"Hey, babe," Josh greeted me, coming towards me. "And I didn't know you'd be here, Pete," he pointed out before kissing me.

"I thought I'd visit mom at home, that's all, and London and Joe joined us."

"Well, this is my house, you joined us, Sandra," London made clear.

"How's school, you two?" Will asked as they both came back to the middle of the room.

Neither of them could make eye contact with them, but nodded.

"Well, we're about to head out of town tonight, we need to go pitch a project to a client, and if it goes well, we might just pay your guys' tuition all in full. Fingers crossed, but who knows," Will explained.

"If all goes well, maybe we'll be at home more often, but we might be getting ahead our ourselves. Although, maybe at least for tonight, could you two stay here tonight and keep your moms company?" Josh pondered, peeking at both them.

I glanced at both of the boys too. 'They're both nodding and trying to hide their smiles too. Shit, that question thrills them, you two dumbfucks. Really, just one more project for you two to not work 24/7?'

"Sure, Dad, we can do that," Pete answered.

"Cool, thanks, man. Don't worry, you both still have two parents, but our work seems to be never-ending. If you two play your cards right, we might even be willing to go new car shopping for you two. We've been talking about how to make things up to you two a lot lately," Josh added.

'Trust me, they're happy.'

"And this weekend, we're gonna take our lovely wive's out on a double date. We're gonna go out to the most expensive place, and you two are going to get your drink on too," Will mentioned.

"Okay, well, don't worry about us, we've got our sons here, so out and do your thing, I guess."

"Already then, we're gonna go pack and head out, we'll see you in a couple of days," Josh announced before they both disappeared into the hallway.

London turned Joe's face to hers. "Just to be clear, you'd want to keep fucking me over having a new car, right?"

"Yes, Mom, my car already runs," Joe answered, taking her hands in his. "What do you say we find out what it is like to sleep together since dad won't be coming home tonight?"

"How about we go out to dinner first?"

"Sounds good, Mom," Joe added before smooching my cheek. "No funny business on your date with them."

"As if they're gonna take us out, dude."

We all stayed silent for a moment and smiled at the idea of finally sleeping together.

"See you later!" Josh yelled.

"Well, you better head out, Sandra, we're going out with our sons on dates tonight," London let out.

"Let's go, dude," I implored Pete, taking his hand. "I hope you saved some seed."

"You too, Joe," London said, grabbing his hand.