Fucking My Son & His Dad : Mommy’s Threesomes 11

by Tori Westwood

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Part of the Mommy's Threesomes series:

My son James has rented a B’n’B with his Dad for some bonding-time, but when I find out it has its own hot-tub I’m determined to crash the party.

Under the bubbles I’m smitten once again by my husband.  When we start to kiss I suggest that perhaps we could bond as a family, but not in the way most people imagine!

Read as both son and husband take me in wild style.  I even put one of them in my ass!

Excerpt:

“You got him all worked up, Christine!” Hank said.

Hank rose to his feet too and stood beside his son.  The pair of them smoothed the fabric of their swim-shorts over their cocks and presented them to me.

“What do you think, Mom?” James said.

“Well …” I began, looking between each.  “Thank you so much for letting me be the judge, first of all.”

Hank gave a gentleman’s nod, as though he’d done me the grandest favor.

“It really is too close to call,” I said, looking between each of them.

I reached out and touched along them.  Hank and James looked down and then looked across at each other.  They started to laugh together.

“Enjoying yourselves?”

“Who wins, Mom?” James said.

“It’s very hard to decide,” I told him.  “Why don’t you let me get a better look at them?”

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I looked up to Hank and James and watched the request dawn on them.  They turned to each other again and started to laugh.

“You do it first,” Hank said to James.

“No way!”

“Okay, okay!” Hank said.  “I’ll go first.  But you better be right behind me.”

“Okay!”

Hank didn’t waste any time.  He didn’t have anything to be coy about, and he proved that to James by pulling down his shorts and letting his huge cock spring out.

“Shit, Dad!” James cried.

“There we go,” I swooned.  I watched Hank’s cock bounce and settle in front of me.  The lights from the hot-tub under-lit it.  It looked more impressive than normal, all soaked and glistening like that.

“Now you, stud,” I told James, and I stared at him with quiet hope.  I’d seen Hank’s a thousand times before, but I’d never seen James’s.

He unfastened the lace of his shorts slowly and I watched.  I hadn’t even noticed that my mouth had started to open.  My pupils fattened with lust as James started to push his swim-shorts down.

“Well don’t tease the lady,” Hank said.

Fuck.  I was noticing now what an utter specimen James was.  The muscles of his stomach looked even more pronounced now that they were lit from below.  You could really see the roll of each part of his six-pack.

“Remember when I looked like that, honey,” Hank said.

James pushed the waist down over his cock and it sprang up and out.  He was a touch bigger than my husband; that was the first thing I noticed.  The second thing was just how unblemished and smooth he was.  There wasn’t an ounce wasted on him.

“I don’t remember when you looked like that,” I gasped.

I couldn’t take my eyes away.

“Looking good, son,” Hank said, and he slapped James on the back.

James stumbled forward and his cock came even closer to me.  He put his hand out and steadied himself on the edge of the tub behind me.  Suddenly his entire frame was over me and his cock was only inches from my face.  He kept himself there for the moment.

“What are you doing under there?” Hank asked wryly.

“Nothing,” I told him.  “Yet.”

James waited there.  He could have easily righted himself but he didn’t.  Instead he waited.  It felt like it was my turn to do something, and with a gorgeous cock hanging in front of my face there was only so many things that I could do.

“You gonna give that to your mother?” I asked him.

I looked up to see him staring down his body at his cock.

“It’s yours if you want it,” he said.

I did want it.  I wanted it more than anything, and there was nothing to stop me—not even Hank.

“Do it, honey,” Hank laughed.  “Spoil the kid.

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About the Author

Hey!
I write those dirty, taboo, incest stories that you have to read in secret.  The kind that get you hot and weak at the knees.  They're wrong, but oh-so right!
I enjoy writing them as much as you enjoy reading them, and I think that comes across in my descriptive, explicit style.
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Tori


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