Orgy in the neighbor's house

As OZJames continued mounting his mother’s thick ass, his phone pinged happily and the text-to-speech voice played: one of the viewers had donated.

"$5 tip from SonOfCyd. Message: Def bring the Asian mom and her sons in, feeling that vibe."

“Thanks, Cyd! You got it,” James grunted, pulling out of OZMom and letting her flop down onto the lawn. “Sandra! Get back here!”

The Asian MILF paused on the front steps of her home, keys in hand. “Oh, um, but my boys need—”

“Y’know what? I’ll just come with you,” James said, helping his mother up and leading her into the house next door.

By the time the streaming pair caught up with Sandra, she was already unloading her groceries onto the kitchen counter... Or trying to, anyway. Two short, dark-haired, and completely naked young men were accosting her, groping and dry-humping the ambivalent-looking woman from either side.

“O-okay, let me just... Hi boys, missed you too...” Slipping away from one of her twin sons, Sandra shuffled a few steps to put some items in the fridge. Then he was back on her, burying his face between her ample breasts. “Sweetie, I just need to—Mmph...” She was cut off as the other son kissed her, his tongue slipping into her open mouth.

“Hey guys,” OZJames said, stroking his massive cock back to full attention as the two made out. “Mind if Mom and I hang out here for a while?”

“Mm,” the other son murmured with a nod, though his attention was still on Sandra. Her dress was halfway off, now, and a grocery bag spilled its contents onto the counter as her hand was pulled away and guided to the boy’s erection.

Smiling happily, James gave his own mother a smack on the rear. She took the hint and got down on all fours, presenting her ass for further use. Within seconds, her son was pressing his cockhead back into her tight hole.

"J-James--Oh, God... Guuuh..." As they got into their usual rhythm, the boys soon took notice of all the spanking, ball-slapping, and moaning.

“Mommy, let's do that,” one of them said, planting a kiss on Sandra’s cleavage. “I wanna fuck you like that old dude.”

“Hey, aren’t you guys, like, 20?” James’ tone was stern, but there was still a grin on his face. “I’m only a couple years older than you. Just because I’m not some lazy stay-at-home—”

“Whatever, Mr. Famous Streamer,” the boy replied, throwing his mother’s dress onto the floor and gently pushing her down onto it. She knelt down face-to-face with OZMom, mirroring her pose. “I stream too, y’know.”

"You lose at COD," his twin brother piped up, walking over to the two MILFs. "That's not the same." Crouching down, he stuck his cock between OZMom and Sandra's faces. A light tug on the backs of their heads was all it took; soon the boy was sliding his shaft between two sets of lips.

"Whatever," the other grunted, grabbing a family-sized bottle of lubricant from the spilled groceries. As he squirted it on his erection and his mother's ass, he shot James a glare. "So are yah gonna blur our faces out, or what?"

"Dude, no," his brother snapped back, slapping his cock on Sandra's cheek a few times before plunging inside for a few thrusts. "I wanna be famous!"

"But what if we got doxxed by... By..." He paused to push his cockhead into his mother's asshole, the well-lubricated tool sliding balls-deep in a matter of seconds. "...Uuungh... W-what if his loser fans find us?"

OZJames chuckled. "They won't, right guys?"

"$8 tip from YelloBello. Message: No promises, I want to mainline Spermizan for an hour then paint their mom like a Jackson Pollock."

The ass-fucking son scowled at that, but the other's eyes went wide. "Hey, wait! Are you holding?"

"Maybe," James said, thrusting hard enough to send OZMom lurching forward... And sheathing the boy's cock in her throat.

"Mm..." He ran a hand through the busty MILF's hair, gyrating his hips slowly. After enjoying her throat for a moment, he reached back to his own mother and guided her mouth towards his ass. "Can we have some? Please?"

"Well, you have been pretty hospitable... Sure. No sharing with your brother, though."

"Aw, c'mon!" The grumpier twin's knuckles turned white as he gripped Sandra's hips, humping her angrily. "I wanna try it too... Gimme some, or I'll kick you out!"

"You can't," his brother replied, gasping a little as his mother's tongue touched his ass. "This is my house too. You don't get to say who comes and goes, until--"

"Forget it. I'm not giving up Mom." The boy rolled his eyes as he enjoyed the blowjob/rimjob sandwich.

James raised his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

"We signed a contract when we turned 18," the nicer twin explained. "One of us gets Mom, and the other keeps the house. The one who moves out first gets to marry her."

"But you're both too lazy to get a job?"

"Shut up," one of them snapped, just as the other replied "pretty much."

"The house sounds like the better deal," OZJames mused, fucking his mother more gently now. "No offense, Sandra, but women are a dime a dozen."

"Mm-mmphmph," his neighbor moaned from between her son's cheeks.

"Sure, but... I love her," the boy said with a shrug.

"I love her more," the second countered.

"Then move out!"

"And leave you with a bajillion-dollar house? Plus Dad?"

"Wait," James said, catching their attention. "The home comes with your father? Are we talking house servant, or modded fucktoy, or...?"

"Little bit of both, but nothing fancy," the young man facefucking OZMom replied. "Mostly just cooking, cleaning, and gloryhole stuff when mom's not around."

"Oh shit," the other grunted. "I think I left him in the cum-closet."

"He'll live... We fed him plenty this morning," his brother laughed, before devoting his full attention to the two women servicing him.

OZJames smiled, glad that their request for Spermizan had been forgotten; all else being equal, he preferred not to share.

Then again, looks like a few of my viewers remember, he thought as he glanced at the chat. Maybe it's worth dosing these guys up after all.