John Morison: Young Swingers

Having left Anita Hewitt in the bedroom while she got dressed, Brett had pulled on his pants and shirt to hurry in and join the others. He didn't want to arouse suspicions by too long an absence and he had been surprised to find no one in the den. Brett actually hadn't expected to find anyone in the game room but he checked it while passing on his way upstairs.

Brett knew immediately what was happening on the king-sized bed even though he could hardly see in the dull light. He was about to run down to the bed for a closer look as he was still not sure who it was fucking his wife and he couldn't tell that she was being fucked that great. He stopped because he became aware of someone else in the room.

Margaret Stover saw her son come in and immediately she moved back against the wall. She wanted to hide, but then she thought that Brett might do something terrible when he realized what was happening on the bed. Instinctively she moved to stop him without giving a thought to her own open nakedness.

“What the fuck's going on?” Brett yelled as he saw his mother move toward him. He paid no attention to her being naked as his question concerned the people on the bed.

“Darling, hush! They're not worth it!” Margaret assured him, grabbing his arm as he started again toward the huge bed.

Victoria was nearing her orgasm when she heard her husband's voice and the knowledge of his presence in the room excited her even more. Her father-in-law and Andrew were totally engrossed in their fucking of her cunt and ass and they hammered their peckers into her wet, wildly pumping pussy with greater and greater intensity. Victoria was ecstatic with the sensations coming from her pussy and her asshole and she wiggled back against their driving pricks like the wanton whore she was.

Angered and shocked and stimulated by the sight of the three-way fuck on the bed, Brett, Junior froze when it was clear to him what was happening. Andrew Hewitt and his own father were both fucking his wife who was in a state of utter ecstasy sandwiched between the two men, their large fleshy peckers screwing regularly and rhythmically in her pussy and shithole. He was stunned by the lascivious spectacle their fucking made and he saw no point in stopping it. His father was assfucking his own wife and stopping him then wouldn't change a thing.

When Brett turned to face his mother, Margaret, he saw the lust-smoked expression in her lovely eyes and it was only then that he really saw her beautiful, naked body. She was still holding his arm as if to prevent him from leaving her side and the combined effect of his excitement and anger hit him. His large fuckstick was again fully erect and throbbing anxiously from the sensual stimulation all around him but at that moment he only saw a beautiful naked woman. She was his mother, but also she was Brett Stover's wife. Junior pulled her naked, voluptuous body to him, holding her tightly in his arms and the softness of her furry cunt pressed against his hardened whang made him quake with horny excitement.

“I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you, my beautiful mother!” Brett moaned with his mouth close to Margaret's ear. His words were based on his real fuck desire for Margaret, but it had been released by an unconscious wish to get even with his father for fucking his lovely wife. It was a lust for Margaret that he had never before realized until that very moment.

Margaret Stover was in such an excited state that she didn't fully grasp the consequences of her handsome son's words. She, too, wanted to get back at her husband for all the indignities she had suffered but the only thought she had at that moment was to be sexually fulfilled by her son, Brett. She knew then that it was what she had always really wanted and she didn't care about anything else.

“Oh, yes, darling! Yes! I want you to fuck me!” Margaret said and Brett was already lifting her in his arms to carry her to the large, velvet sofa. The warmth of his arms around her naked body, holding her against his body, filled her with more horny desire than she had ever known. He laid her gently down on the soft couch and she frantically pulled at the buttons on his shirt. Brett had unzippered his fly to let his pants fall down to the floor and she saw his large, erect prick jump straight out the huge purple cockhead throbbing with life.

She raised her head up to kiss it, covering the blood-engorged head with her warm, wet lips and her son moaned from the pleasure her warm mouth gave him. He threw his shirt to the floor and crawled up on the white sofa between Margaret's trembling wide-spread thighs.

“I have to fuck you right now!” Brett, Junior pleaded as the pressure in his sperm-filled balls was pounding with excitement. He looked down at the tight, pink opening to his mother's fuckhole and the stimulating sight filled him with lust and passion. Brett completely forgot about the fucking threesome on the king-sized bed below.

“Fuck me now, my beautiful Brett! I want your boiling semen to fill my pussy. Fuck me now!” Margaret groaned. She pulled on his large whang held tightly in her delicate hand and Brett leaned down across her body, his chest pressing delightfully against the cherry, erect nipples other large titties. The fire in her furry twat was raging out of control and she hurriedly parted the hair lined folds on her cunny lips with the head of his enormous, hard pecker. Arching her hips up when she placed the huge purple head against the moist opening of her pussy, Margaret hungrily took the mushroom cockhead inside the warm entrance to her fuckhole.

Holding back for only a second, Brett felt the flooding, boiling cunt sucking at his throbbing prick and he shoved forward with his hips, plunging the long fuckpole down the lust-slickened screw passage. He could feel the tight walls parting around the sensitive head of his desire-hardened cock as if to cover it with smooth, clasping sensations and he drove in deep inside until the tight opening of her twat was firmly wrapped around the base of his thick plunging pecker, his cock hair pressed hard against the soft folds of her twat.

“Aaahhhh! It feels so wonderful!” Margaret moaned as she felt her cunny passage filled with the warm, throbbing flesh of her son's hardened pecker. The greatly enlarged head was pressing against the limit of her cunny and she was overwhelmed with feelings of passion. She pressed her mouth against the taut muscles in his neck, ripping and sucking at his flesh as he began the steady lunging motion of fucking his thick, hard prick in and out of her sensation-filled cunt.

Victoria was completely engrossed in a joy from the strange, stimulating pleasure of the double fucking. Her whole body gyrated between the two men and she was begging for their hot sperm to fill the greedily nibbling fuck passages between her legs. Her pussy was erupting with great spasms of thrilling sensation and suddenly she could hold back her orgasm no longer.

“Jesus! Oh, Christ, Christ, Christ! Fuck it! Fuck meeee!” she screamed as her twat flooded with her own love juice. The two men seemed to be waiting for it like a signal and they both shoved their peckers simultaneously into the depths of her pussy and shithole their long, pistoning cocks wildly spewing cum as they pushed up inside her. Victoria went out of her mind from the sensations of the hot, sticky sperm being pumped crazily into her pussy and asshole. She was flooded with the hot, stabbing pleasures as the men jerked wildly sending their semen deep up into her heaving belly. Her body was buffeted between them like a puppet and she shot out her cum again and again until they finally stopped aiming. Then after a few seconds, Andrew pulled his deflating pecker from her wide-stretched pussy with a wet, sucking noise as he rolled off from the top of her body. He could clearly see the thick pole of Brett Stover's prick still imbedded deep in her asshole below the wet, pink edges of her cunt. Victoria looked as though she were in shock when Brett finally rolled off to the side and pulled his still-hard pecker from the depths of her sperm-filled asshole. They were all lying on the large bed, breathing deeply, when they heard Margaret Stover's scream.