Jason Cannon: Threesome for mom

"Oh, God… put it in… put it in," Harvey groaned, his lust enhanced by the sight of Meg's mouth gorging itself on Paula's pussy directly above him.

Panting in eagerness, Meg immediately straddled him. She knew her cunt was sopping wet and had been even before Paula had started to suck her.

Still, though, as she put her thumb and forefinger down, to separate her hotly quivering pussy lips, she was surprised by the puddle of heated moisture between her legs. She shuddered deliciously as her fingers opened her hot, sensitive cuntal mouth, then she pushed her pelvis slightly forward and brought her hungry cunt into contact with the madly throbbing pole jutting from Harvey's groin.

When she took her fingers away seconds later, the whole wonderful head oft, his prick was just barely inside her. She flexed her ass cheeks, causing her cuntlips to tighten and squeeze, and was thrilled when Harvey groaned loudly and rolled his eyes in pleasure.

Staring up at Meg above him, he saw the two straining mounds of her tits hanging down like great golden melons and her hair swaying sensually back and forth across his chest as she wove her head from side to side in sensual wonderment. Her ass was moving in tight, growing little circles, circles that gradually became wider and wider as she slowly and deliciously slid her cunt down the long throbbing length of the fleshy staff, Meg had worked about half of his hotly jerking rod up into her when she finally could stand the waiting no longer. With a loud groan of ecstasy, she simply let go and permitted her excited pussy to slide wetly down the shaft all the way until her vaginal lips were nibbling hungrily against the dark, curling pubic hair surrounding his balls. She was filled completely.

Whimpering, Meg could feel all of the ridged flutings of his wonderful cock throughout all of her sensitive cunt. She squeezed down with her abdominal muscles and could tell from his reaction that he found pleasure in the movement. Then, straining heavily, she pulled upward with her muscles and heard him moan loudly.

"Put your knees right up under my armpits, baby," he commanded.

Meg found that the new position enabled her to slide her cunt more easily up and down the hot, pulsating length of his lust hardened cock, and soon established a natural rhythm that gradually increased in tempo until she was bucking on top of him crazily.

Frantically working now, the rich creamy fullness of her ass rotated insanely above him, while her heavily straining tits lunged and danced.

At the same time she was greedily swallowing the delicious juices that flooded her mouth from Paula's wantonly driving cunt.

"Me… give it to me," Harvey cried, as his wife screamed out her climax.

Paula pulled away from Meg's face, sighing heavily.

Meg dug her hands into Harvey's strong muscular arms in order to get a better grip and ride his stabbing cock without losing her balance.

Paula groaned, then shrieked in pleasure as she pound her splayed pussy straight into Harvey's face and felt his tongue curl out to stab into the heated depths of her churning body, ramming a deliciously surging thrill of sensation to her raw nerve ends and setting her cunt on fire.

As Paula gushed her cum juices over her husband's face and into his mouth, he too started to climax.

Arching, the whole formidable strength of his straining body behind the effort, Harvey lifted from the bed as he drove his spike-like cock deep into Meg's hot, pulsating cunt.

She screamed as she felt his cock tear even further up her channel and start her own climax boiling. Suddenly she felt his balls tremble. It was happening… the entire tremendous volume of his cum streamed out in great hosing of jizz, shooting in hot streams into her arching, bucking body.

Meg felt the streams of white hot cum pouring into her exhausted body. Her tightly constricted belly expanded then into one blinding sensation that seemed too immense for her brain to register. She was bursting with the love she felt had been contained too long in her own selfishness.

But the exaltation lasted only as long as the climax. When it was over, Meg was ashamed, embarrassed, and guilty. She fled the apartment as fast as she could get dressed.

For the following three weeks, Paula and Harvey tried to reach her every way they could. She wouldn't return their calls anti she told Sada to tell them she was out when they came to the house to see her.

They even tried to get Sada and Jerry to intercede for them. But Meg wouldn't listen.

But she was tempted. And the temptation became so great that it started to have an effect on her health. That was when Sada had insisted on a summer at the beach.

And now, thought Meg, it made no difference. It might even be worse. She couldn't sleep. Her thoughts were haunted by images of thick and wet, dripping cocks nuzzling at the lips of her neglected cunt; a strong male mouth, perhaps, at her swollen nipples, sucking a little, licking a little. And God, how she needed that!

She dreamed about a stiff, pulsing penis shoved way up deep into her, the male heat igniting the fires of lust in her body.

"My God, look at those tits."

"Yeah… wow, wouldn't you love to suck on em."

Meg stopped dead. The voices came from just off to her right, on the far side of a high dune.

"Oh, God… I'd like to fuck. Jeez, I'd do anything to fuck a girl."

Meg stealthily crawled to the top of the dune and lay flat on her belly.

When she raised her head and looked over, she didn't know if she should cry with frustration or laugh in joy.

Margaret could hardly breathe. The sight before her was animal-like in its sexual intensity. It was exciting and exhilarating.

She let her eyes travel in the same path as the boys'. They were looking at a young girl lying on a blanket in the sand. She had unfastened her bra and the rounded globes of her heavy breasts could be seen squeezing outward from the sides of her body. She had also pulled down the bottom of her bikini until a good portion of her fleshy buttocks and the appealingly dark cleavage between them was available to the youngsters' watering eyes.

Meg was amazed. Just the sight of the girl's half-nude body was driving the two boys wild. From their conversation and the way they wildly pulled their young cocks. Meg was sure that if the girl desired she could walk over behind the dune to the two boys and make them her slaves.

Then Meg looked down at her own voluptuous body and reasoned that she could do the same thing. If she approached them naked they would fall on their knees and worship her body.

She could have their sweet, willing, young cocks any way she wanted them in her already eager, sopping cunt, in her mouth, even in her ass.

Her body shivered with the realization that only a few feet away lay exactly what she was looking for. The idea made her go wild with desire – young boys as her slaves. They were so hot at that age that they would do anything… anything for her pussy… just to look at it, touch it, smell it.

She slipped her hand down into the front of her bikini and found the swollen slit of her pussy with probing fingers. She began to rub back and forth, up and down as she watched the boys masturbate.

Their cocks were beautiful: hard muscled, with smooth white skin. They danced in their hands like two angry spears with bobbing red heads. Their little groins were barely covered with downy fuzz.

Meg could hardly control herself.

Then they came. Young clear sperm flew into the air from the heads of their tortured, bouncing cocks and dropped in great gobs onto the sand.

It was more than Meg could bear. The twin cocks remained hard even after ejaculation. The boys continued to pump on their shafts as if the come had never happened.