The Trojan Horse

She opened the door to Kyle, the timid boy she was milking for his health. She knew the purpose of his visit, she was laying awake awaiting him, her sex wet like every time before; into the family pool, the sofa they sat on, and their bathroom floor. His cock at the front of her mind since she laid eyes on it, his fat cock awoken something in her. She was mindful through all of it, his derogatory spouting, his initiative. Vanessa fell **** to him the moment they met, yet she was still holding onto a form of diginity. Her diginity will be all but destroyed after her bedroom visit with Kyle.

“Get in here” those words had formed from her impatient cunt, the words surprised her but delighted her, she felt joy letting go of her strong-willed persona. Kyle with a blank expression strutted past her and climbed into the bed she had shared with her innocent family throughout their upbringing. Laying in the centre of it, Kyle rested his hands underneath his head, interlocking his fingers, she watched as her new god made her bed his own. Vanessa ripped her eyes away from him to peak out of the doorway, the bathroom light on, a potential witness she thought. At this point she didn’t care, her purpose as a caring mother beginning to crumble. She closed the door, turning toward Kyle, eyes now fixed on the stretched fabric of his shorts, the present she was eager to unwrap.

Her body dappled with beams of sweat, her nipples solid, almost cutting their way through the thin fabric of her tight vest. Just by the presence of him her body had betrayed her want to retain the shred of dignity she still thought she had. Her body acting as if it were being seduced, like he was showering her most sensitive parts with tender kisses. Her body had given itself up to Kyle. She stood there at the end of her bed; her eyes fixed on the fibres stretched by his giant package. Her desire obvious on her face, all for his grotesque meat, although it was hidden, from memory she saw it through the material housing it.

“Are you going to do something about this?” Kyle was confident he had her subservient, he commanded her like a master would a ****, letting her think just enough to know the appropriate action he expected her to take. She slithered between his legs, her giant tits pressed against the bed, her fat ass cheeks wobbling up in the air as she suckled on the flavoursome parts of his underwear, her warm tongue and pouty lips sucking and gliding over his sheathed cock and balls. Her dainty hands gripped beneath his waistband, without letting up her mouths **** on his cum stained undergarments, she began to reveal his fat cock, she did it slowly, unveiling it inch by inch by inch, it was like teasing her cunt and almost as pleasurable, she was preparing herself for its grandeur.

The air filled with his pungent stank as it flopped out, it alone almost enough to make Vanessa cum like she had done every time in the presence of it. Her lusty eyes tracing every vein of his monstrous shaft, her tongue hanging outside of her slutty mouth-pussy, ready to begin lapping up every piece of dried filth that remained on it. Smearing her delicious lips about his wide shaft, her hands made work of his nuts and pipe, groping them, stroking, caring for it, loving it. Sloppy and warm, Kyle had no notes, she was taking her duty incredulously seriously.

*Knock Knock Knock* returning from the bathroom James had become curious as to where his roommate had gone, he was worried Kyle had tried to share the bed with his mother as a ploy to get up next to her for a night. The door opened, Vanessa wiping her mouth with the back of her hand “Ah, hey sweety, everything ok?” she answered the door, opening just enough to fit her head through the small gap. Cocked at the hips, her knees slightly bent to meet James at eye level, everything she was doing was to hide the obscene sight of Kyle with his beastly cock at full mast lathered in her saliva, laid on her bed. James noticing how flushed she was and how heavily she was breathing, he was becoming worried, she may be feeling ill he thought “are you feeling ok? I uuhh… Kyle isn’t in his bed; you know where he’s gone off to? He isn’t with you is he haha” he said hoping her answer would be no. Kyle sharing a bed with his voluptuous mother, to ridiculous an idea to entertain “Oh yes he’s here, he was having a nightmare so he came to me and OH!” as she was explaining, devious Kyle had brought a foot stool right behind her and stood upon it, pushing her soaked panties to the side and aggressively mashing his bulbous cock head against slippery labia, her body jolting forward and her expression changing to bliss in front of her son “Mom!?” James said watching something he didn’t understand unfold before him “ Yee.. Yeahah.. Oh..OOHHh.. Don’T WorrY BAbyy… WE’Re fine!” speaking to her son, as the sentence came to its end, she was mostly squealing at her son. Kyle had begun fucking her wet cunt, using half his donkey cock to fill her pussy “Just go TO bed Ah HHAaah” and with that she slammed the door in his face.

James was aroused yet he didn’t know why for exactly, he went to bed confused and anxious. Kyle was still stood on the cushioned stool, fucking Vanessa’s tight cunt. She was stood with her legs far apart, tits and face pressed into the bed, she was on her tiptoes raising her fat ass and arching her back, she was guiding Kyle to hit her favourite parts. Kyle spanked her, her pussy clenched his shaft with every slap, the ripples spreading about her juicy globes hypnotising him. He leant forward to grab her wrists that were limp beside her hips, he yanked her arms raising her face and shoulders off the bed, her mouth hung open with her long tongue hitting her chin, drooling, eyes vacant and barely open. His entire cock inside her, buldging her stomach, with every thrust she felt him stretching her womb, her teeth now clenched, and eyes crossed as she continuously orgasmed. Her fat ass pounding against his rotund belly with a thunderous PLOP PLOP PLOP “here it comes bitch, the first of many!” Kyle pulled her wrists hard as his cocked fattened, her eyes shot wide as a pathetic groan was choked from her throat. Kyle filled her womb thrice over with boiling spunk, her belly fattening onto the bed, it was now propping up the underside of her fat tits.

An hour later James was still awake, his stomach churning with anxiety, he decided he would go back and see what was happening with his mother. He approached her door and knocked, his heart thumping. What he saw was maddening, Kyle had swung open the door, his grubby cock hanging between his legs, he peered past him to see his naked mother, her head hung of the bed, a large bubble pulsating form her mouth. Vanessa’s belly rotund and wobbling with her fat naked tits as she spasmed. James went white, his blood pressure dropping as his vision pin holed, then as the stink of sex hit his nose, darkness.

Vanessa regains consciousness, sweaty and feeling nauseous due to the gallons of chunky rancid cum she was **** to congest after a lengthy throat fucking session that James had interrupted. The **** on her throat would be ongoing if not for her caring son, who she then noticed was flat on his back outside her room, ****. As she rolls off the bed she looks down to her fattened stomach, bewildered by the impossibility of it. She raises a hand to her mouth as some of Kyles ball juice makes its way back up her throat, her cheeks filling with a mixture of bile and thick cum. She prances past Kyle leaning against the door with an amused smirk on his face. Vanessa steps over her son and goes to the bathroom to vomit pints of her nightly intruders jizz, the pressure created in her body from her retching makes the spunk in her womb spurt out of her pussy, making a mess of the bathroom floor. Her stomach returns to its usual shape after minutes of it spurting out of her from both ends.

Kyle was happy with what he achieved with his bimbo sluts this night, more than he had initially planned, fucking them with no consequences was easier than he expected. Kyle looked down at James’ pathetic body laid on the floor, passed out. Kyle had an evil thought, he wondered if he could break James in a different way. He dragged James back to his bed hoping when he woke he’d thought it was all a dream, so Kyle could continue fucking with his head while fucking his family, right Infront of him without him knowing. Kyle let out a chuckle thinking about it, hearing Vanessa retching in the bathroom. Kyle goes to her, slumped over the toilet bowl, his cum leaking out of her making a wide puddle on the floor “Jesus, you should clean this up, don’t want them finding out you’re my cumdump right? well I’m spent, goodnight ‘Miss Vanessa’ pfft” He mocks.