Message for Dad

“William Carter…William Carter…private message from Tatou..” The intercom purred.

“Is that…” William Carter looked puzzled at the sexy, syrupy tone he’d just heard, “your voice Linda?”

They both looked at Adam, who shrugged.

“It’s comforting. Uh, better go get that, Dad.” Adam said, regretting that he hadn’t changed the intercom voice from his sexy mother’s throaty alto.

“Um, O.K. I’ll be back in ten minutes.” William’s eyes reluctantly eyed the door and then lingered on his wife’s gorgeous body, savoring one last feast for his eyes before heading to the communications deck.

Once William left the room, Linda’s face smoldered with hooded eyes and a wicked grin.

“Whew! That little dance made me a little warm. Is it hot in here to you, dear?” Linda purred, tilting over to his side of the table and planting her shapely ass on the top of it. He wanted nothing better than to flip her around and ram his hard cock into her from behind, her voice pleading with him to fuck her harder, harder until they melted into ecstatic bliss, his jism washing the insides of her tight cunt.

Adam leered at the way her dress parted, revealing her luxurious, long legs.

Linda crossed one fuck me heel over her knee, revealing a clear shot of her thong covered quim to Adam’s greedy eyes. Uncrossing her legs, she leaned down to kiss him gently, first on the forehead, and then ever so gently, she brushed her full lips on his.

“But, gee, Mom, Dad’s right here on the ship.” Linda could tell by his mocking tone what he was in the mood for, and she was too hot to resist his toned, muscular body any longer.

“Mmmmm, so sweet, my sweet boy.” Linda crooned, letting her eyes run down his taut, muscled body, noting with giddiness the rock hard bulge that had been lodged between his powerful thighs for the last half hour.

Without ceremony, Adam reached up and grabbed the little bow string of the thin bodice holding his mother’s heavy breasts just inches from his face. He ripped it down with one stroke.

“Ohhhhh!” Linda gasped in surprise as she suddenly felt her straining tits fall free, unexpectedly springing free from their silky prison.

Adam watched in fascination as his mother’s big tits bounced and dangled in front of his face, the flimsy top of her dress now draped around her waist, leaving her naked from the waist up. His eyes gaped at the smooth, creamy flesh, watching the little blue veins that spread out to the large, pink nipples. They were huge, but firm and high.

Linda could feel her son’s warm, quickening breaths tickling her big knockers. She lovingly cradled her son’s head, pressing his face into her substantial bosom.
“Suck them, my big stud son. Don’t you want to suck your Mommy’s fat titties?” Linda mewled in her little girl voice.

“Oh, gawd, yes, Mom! Fuck yes!” Adam was about to live his jack off fantasy ever since he was a little boy, mauling and sucking his mother’s huge knockers.

“I believe we have nine minutes until your father returns.” Linda was breathing hard. Adam’s tongue was out, licking and sucking her tits like he had 19 years previously as a nursing infant. He brought his hands up to squeeze the succulent globes together, eliciting a deep moan from Linda.

“What do we have time for?” Linda was trembling with desire.

Adam responded by standing and pulling his mother down to her knees. Her face was now inches from the big tent in his pants.

“Take it out!” He ordered the sexy blonde bombshell.

Linda quickly complied, pulling down her son’s zipper and watching her son’s long, thick cock, the head sticky with precum, spring out swinging. She had to jerk her head back to avoid having it slap her in the face.

“Put it in your mouth. Suck it!” Adam grabbed his fingers into her blonde mane.

“Adam!” His mother looked up in protest. “I’m your mother!”

Adam slapped her across the face—not hard.

“Don’t play that game with me, you fucking cock tease!” Adam growled. “You’ve been torturing me for the last half hour! Now, get me off!”

With that he **** half of his foot long prick into her hot mouth as he groaned with both relief and desire at the warm, wet sheath of her mouth pleasuring his rigid fuck tool. Adam was so aroused looking down into his mother’s doe eyes as she bobbed expertly on his swollen cock head and felt her warm tits slapping into his thighs he almost creamed immediately.

Adam pulled out of her mouth with a popping sound.

“Ohhhh,” Linda groaned with disappointment at losing the taste of her son’s delicious fuck meat. “What are you…?”

“Five minutes.” Adam said.

Adam lifted his mother off the floor as if she weighed nothing, setting her pretty ass back on the table.

“I’m going to fuck your tits, mother.” Adam said. “Hold them. Push those fucking tits together for me.”

Adam watched with burning lust as Linda put her tiny hands to push her massive, meaty tits together, then Adam thrust his pecker, shining with Linda’s drool between the pillowy knockers.

“Oh, gawwwd, Mom, your tits are so soft and warm,” Adam gushed, “I’m gonna fuck them. I’m going to cum all over your fucking tits!”

“Oh, honey, your cock is so fucking hot and hard!” Linda felt her knees grow weak and was glad she was sitting on the table. She pressed her thighs together, using her muscles to rub her hot love box against the hard table, feeling her wetness squish inside her tight thong.

Adam couldn’t believe how hot he was making his mother by just fucking her titties. Her moans and cries of pleasure were sending him in orbit. He had been hard for an hour now, and he was ready to shoot. He tried to hold back but felt the impending explosion rattling in his bloated balls.

“Oh shit, Mom, here it comes. Take your son’s hot cum all over your fat tits!”
Adam groaned and gasped as hot cum rocketed out of his jerking shaft with thunderous ****.

“Oh, Adam!” Linda cried, “So hot, son!” Linda pushed her big, creamy 39DD’s together trapping the first of the ejaculation between the huge pillows.

“Oh, Adam, so much!” Linda groaned and trembled as the hot jizz sizzled and shot between her sensitive tit globes, as she struggled to keep Adam’s spasming prick inside her milky cleavage. But there was too much. Spurts of hot cream bubbled up and slid down the slopes of her milky mountains as Adam’s dick slid and slipped in the tight fuck channel. Some began to run down in sticky streams down her taut belly.

Still Adam continued to erupt like a volcano. “What a young stallion!” Linda thought, trembling with the feel of hot jizz running down her body.
Finally, Adam pulled out. “Clean it, you cock tease!” Sticking the sticky pole in her mouth before she had a chance to protest. Linda dutifully licked every drop of tasty cream off her son’s fuck pole, moaning her pleasure. She was hot as a firecracker.

Adam pulled out and zipped up.

“Eight minutes. Better fix your dress.” Adam warned. "Dad'll be on his way."

Linda groaned with disappointment. Now who was the tease? Adam hadn’t put one finger to her pussy while her own hands had been squeezing her tits around his cock. Turnabout was fair play. She quickly pulled her dress up and fastened the strap, feeling the sticky cum between the dress and the skin of her torso. Grabbing the towel from early, she tried with little success to wipe away all the cum splattered on her well-endowed chest.

Adam was now at her feet, picking up something under the table, he....

“OHHHHHHHHHHH!” Linda groaned with intense pleasure as her son, on his knees burrowed his licking mouth under her dress, and, shoving aside her thong, greedily slammed his hot tongue into her soaking, needy snatch. He began to service her like a pro, flicking the tip of his tongue on her tingling clitty.

Linda grabbed her son’s dark hair and squeezed it in her fingers like there was no tomorrow. Adam was bringing her off quickly.

Just then, Linda heard footsteps in the hall outside. She tried to push Adam’s head away in fright, knowing that her husband was just seconds away.

Just then her orgasm hit her.

“Ohhhhhhhhh! Gawwwwwwwwd! I’m fucking coming,” she rasped, biting her lip to keep from yelling her fucking head off with pleasure. The door started to open, and with all the composure she had, Linda shoved her son’s head down with ****, sending him sprawling to the floor.

“What the fuck…Mom?” Adam did not understand.

Just as her husband walked in, she pulled her dress down over her soaked thighs, still breathing hard, coming down from her cum.

“Whew! That dance really did get me a little flushed. Er, Adam, did you find my broach down there?” Linda asked, a little too ****.

“Er, uh no Mom, it must…must have rolled under the stereo or something.” Adam stuttered, turning to see his Dad’s shoes from under the table.

William was frowning, looking from his son’ ass under the table to the wet , shiny upper chest of his wife. Adam tried to get up too quickly, banging his head on the underside of the table.

“ Adam, your face is all wet,” William noticed. “Honey, are you ok? Are you …sweating?”

“Yes, oh yes. I think I overdid it. I don’t feel well. If you’ll excuse me, I need to go to my cabin and lie down for awhile.” Linda tried to turn her wet front away from her husband.

“Shall I join you?” William asked, sporting a sly grin.

“Er…no, honey. I really have a headache.”

“I’ll take you up there, Mom—make sure everything’s ready for you.” Adam offered.

“Thank you, dear.” Linda’s smile returned, hoping for a little reunion with her son up in her cabin.