Brian Laver - Hot to trot mother

"Uk-h-h-h, uh-h-h-h, uh-h-h-h." Rose groaned with every crash of his cockhead at the end of her tunnel.

"I-I'm going to come!" Ted said.

"So am I!" Rose cried. "And it's going to be good!"

In his ecstasy, Ted remembered peeking through that window as his mother jerked off. He remembered how her face looked, and he wondered if she looked like that now. So he lifted his face from hers and propped himself up with his elbows.

What he saw made his orgasm hurry. Rose was looking up at her son from beneath half-closed eyes. Her mouth was opened and gasping. She seemed to like having him look at her contorted face, and she seemed to be trying to smile at the boy fucking her.

Then Ted felt his jism surge. As a tremendous wave of pleasure jolted him, he screwed up his face and closed his eyes. But he forced himself to keep his eyes opened so he wouldn't miss a second of his mother's sexual expression.

And Ted liked having his mother looking at his own expression of lust.

The powerful current of pure bliss emanating from his spewing cock filled Ted with passion until he thought he was going to explode.

"Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h," Rose was wailing now in a shrill voice.

"Ah, ah," Ted grunted with every spasm of his balls.

When his orgasm began to fade, he slowed his hips. But he found that beneath him, his mother was still jerking.

"Don't stop!" she yelled. "I'm coming! Let me have it!"

So with a flurry of hip-thrusts, Ted put the finishing touches on his mother's climax.

"Okay, okay!" she moaned. "Oh, that was fabulous!"

They were still. Their arms clutched each other, and Ted's prick remained in his mother's twat.

"I'm so glad we finally did it," Rose said. "There was no use fighting it. I just couldn't resist you."

"I'm glad you didn't resist," Ted said. "This was the greatest thing I've ever done!"

"I don't know what will happen now," Rose said. "Maybe I'll be cured of my longing for you. Or maybe you won't want to fuck me again. But we'll always have this."

"I will want to fuck you again!" Ted said. "Every day."

Rose laughed. Ted felt her laughter through his prick as her cunt contracted. That stiffened his cock, and they were haying their second fuck before they'd been unplugged from their first.

When Gail got back with Rose's car everything seemed normal. There was no indication of the perversion that had gone on between mother and Ted.

But a sexy chick like Gail couldn't be fooled. Especially with her experience as a lesbian. She had seen enough perversion to be able to spat it a mile away.

The three of them had dinner and watched television. But something was in the air.

Ted wondered if he was going to get another chance to fuck his mother that evening. He hoped so. And Gail was eager for another chance to suck Rose's cunt. But she was worded that it might not happen. If only she could figure out what was going on.

But Rose was the most eager and most uncertain. She wanted both her son and Gail. She was afraid Gail was going to get to Ted, closing her off from both of them.

The air became electric. There was so much contained passion in the room that the temperature rose noticeably.

Finally, Rose couldn't take the suspense any longer.

"I'm going to bed," she said.

Everyone said good night. Rose disappeared, but her lust was still raging. She had merely changed her tactics. She would lie in bed and wait.

If she waited in vain she could always bring herself off. She had fucked and sucked both Ted and Gail that day. How much could she expect? She knew that she would be jealous if she heard Ted and Gail cavorting though.

In the living room the tension hadn't diminished a bit as Ted and Gail watched TV and stole greedy glances at each other.

Ted's prick was so hard he could have struck a match on it. Gail's cunt was drooling copiously, but the boy was too shy to approach the older woman. Besides, he knew he could slip into his mother's bed. And Gail was hesitant about seducing Ted without first knowing what was going on below the surface in that household.

"I think I'll go to sleep too," Ted announced.

"Good night," Gail said.

She saw the boy stuff his hands into his pockets in an attempt to hide the lump of his stiff prick.

Alone, in the living room, Gail grabbed her tits. She listened carefully to the sounds in the house. But the television was too loud to let her learn what was going on.

So she decided to slip quickly into Rose's room and ask her what the situation was.

"Who is it?" Rose said in an eager whisper when she heard the gentle rapping at her door.

The door opened a crack. "It's me," Gail whispered. "Can I come in?"

"Sure," Rose said.

Gail sat on the edge of Rose's bed. But before she could open her mouth to ask a question she felt Rose's hands grasping for her tits.

Gail bent over Rose and kissed her. Rose kissed as hungrily as ever. But Gail still sensed that something was happening under this roof that wasn't obvious to her.

"Rose, I've got to ask you something," Gail said quietly.

"Ask me anything," Rose said as she snuggled up to Gail's wonderfully firm tits.

"Is there anything going on between you and Ted?" Gail asked.

By the way that Rose tensed her body Gail immediately knew that she'd been right on target with her question.

There was silence in the bedrooms Rose clung to Gail's tits and thought about her answer.

"Why did you say that?" she asked. "What makes you think there's something going on?"

"Oh, I don't know," Gail said. "I just have a sixth sense about these things, I guess."

"Get under the covers," Rose said. "I'll tell you all about it."

And Rose did tell her all about it. As she spoke, she continued feeling Gail's tits.

Hearing the incestuous tale, Gail got so hot she couldn't keep her hands off Rose's tits either.

"And I have you to thank," Rose said when she'd finished her story. "If I hadn't broken the ice of perversion with you I never would have had the nerve to seduce Ted."

"And that was today, when I went out," Gail said. "Gee, you're a fast worker."

Rose giggled. Then she kissed Gail. Both chicks were so worked up by Rose's account of her incest that they couldn't even wait to get their clothes off.

Gail managed to fish one of Rose's tits from her nightgown. And Rose had a hand up Gail's skirt.

They squirmed and groped under the covers. Lesbian lust reigned.

Then they were interrupted.

"Mom?" a voice was whispering in through the slightly opened door.

"What should I do now?" Rose nervously whispered in Gail's ear.

"Whatever you think you should," Gail answered.

"What is it, Ted?" Rose said to the boy at the door.

But Ted was already on his way to the bed. In the dark, he couldn't tell if there was one woman in the bed or a whole army.

"I wondered if we could do it again," he said as he climbed onto the bed. "It would be."

Ted stopped talking. Something strange was going on. Why did his mother seem to have three legs?

Suddenly the room was filled with light. Rose had turned the light on, exposing herself and Gail to the startled boy.

It took Ted a few seconds to figure out what was going on. But since the two chicks were still in each other's arms it became obvious.

Even though Ted had had a bigger shock that day when his mother seduced him, he was nevertheless flabbergasted.

"I know this must seem strange to you," Rose said. "It's still strange to me. But as I was just telling Gail, if she hadn't introduced me to lesbianism I probably wouldn't have had the nerve to seduce you today."

"I hope you're not going to be mad at me for turning your mother into a lesbian," Gail said. "But, as you know, she's still interested in men."