Marriage

And so we married, at her 52nd birthday. We had a simple ceremony, and my dad gave her away to me, due to my grandparents dying a few years ago. We then threw a major party for our friends and family. Though they were shocked at first at our relationship, they had grown to accept it. We danced, laughed and sang horrible karaoke together. In the weeks leading up to the marriage we did not have any sex, to make sure our wedding night was special. So my new wife had to frequently swat my groping hands away from her during our wedding party. "We are in public!" she laughed and grinned, and pecked my lips.

The party was long, but I carried her into our rented bridal suite. We fell into bed clothed and fondled each other a bit, and kissed. I said: "Let us rest for five minutes before we fuck, I'm beat from dancing with all our friends and family all night!" She agreed, but Morpheus, the god of sleep did not. And we slept in our bridal clothes for a few hours, until the middle of the darkest night, when I woke, and started kissing mom.

She was groggy at first, but started kissing back. Pecks at first, slowly increasing in passion. Wetter and sloppier, our tongues dueling. We dry humped each other, feeling our cocks swell, her enormous mommy-futa cock dwarfing mine. We pulled of our clothes, leaving us both in silky gloves and stockings, one of our most recent kinks.

Her cock was throbbing, bigger than ever, and I went down to blow it. She clasped a collar around my neck, and used a leash to guide me. I was in heaven.

Her big majestic cock overflowing my mouth with her sweet nectar: her precum. It slowly conquering more and more of my throat, and for the first time, my weeks of blueballs motivating me, I managed to take all of her cock. I fondled her tits, and she exploded in an orgasm, filling me with cum, it overflowing my mouth and dripping down my chest.

But now it time for the man of the house to be pleased. I unclasped my collar and put it on her. I pushed her on our bed, and positioned my cock at the opening of her pussy, and for the first time, since I was born, I entered again.

She moaned, and I groaned. She was wet as a waterfall, and she moaned in my ear: "I haven't had anything in my pussy for over a year, it feels like losing my virginity again."

This spurred me on and I fucked her as hard as I could. The bed groaned and its legs collapsed, but we kept going, Our bodies, slick from cum and sweat writhing in pleasure together. She moaned, her cock cumming again, and I growled at her: "I'm going to jizz so deep into you, that yuo're gonna be pregnant with twins!"

"I'm to old." she whined.

"You are mine, mommy-slut!" I groaned, and we exploded in orgasms together.

We fondled and cuddled with each other for a time, until we fell asleep.

A few weeks afterwards my mom entered my study and embraced me, kissing and thanking me.

"I'm going to be a mom again, I wasn't to old! You are going to be Daddy, son!"

The naughty play on words turned me on and I mounted her like an animal.

In the months that followed her pregnant futa body turned me on immensely.

And she had twins. Then triplets, a year later, when we decided to stop having children. Our weird family was happy and full of love. And I particularly loved my futa-mom-wife.

The end.