Kevin Sellers - This family does it

And she was glad.

"Ahhhmm…"

Joyce was having a wonderful dream. In her dream, a big, hard cock slithered hilt-deep into her pussy and pulsed there, throbbing inside her. Ted's face loomed over her, his expression wrenched with lust.

"Jesus baby," he was groaning. "Jesus, I could fuck you forever! Forever, I'm going to fuck you forever, ahhhh…"

"Unnnnh."

She moaned as his image swam above her. In her dream, his cock began to slide in and out of her seething cunt, pistoning faster and faster. He laughed, slamming it to its base in her cunt and making her sob.

"Take it, bitch. Take my cock up your cunt and chew on it for me! I cheated on Sharon just to get a piece of ass I should've gotten when we were kids, and now I'm going to fuck it right! Suck on it, cyst! Suck it up your pussy! Yeah! Yeah!"

"Gunnnnnhhhh…"

A whimper rose from her throat as she twisted on the bed. His cock was pumping to her hard and fast, picking up speed. She was coming, he was making her come. Oh yes, yes!

"Yehsss…"

She hunched up deliriously, her eyes fluttering. Morning sunlight streamed into her bedroom, and an eruption of orgasm flooded through her – Ted's face faded away. She awoke to find three fingers stuffed up her cunt, pumping her to climax.

It was too late to stop. Instead of trying, she pumped harder. "Ohh – ah darling, yes! Yes, that's – oh – aaaahhhh!"

Delicious spasms of ecstasy ripped through her, just as if she were really being fucked by his big cock. She shuddered again and again, pumping her fingers in and out with furious stabs. Her ass twisted off the bed and she wailed.

"Aaaaaannnnnnnh!"

At last, weak and sated and thoroughly fingered, she slumped in a dizzy heap.

"Ohhhh, oh my God…"

What a way to wake up! Now, if only Ted had hire to give her the real thing!

She smiled, remembering last night. And oddly, hardly a twinge of regret or remorse seeped through that vivid memory. It had been too nice finally getting a taste of cock after all these years. And even though that cock had belonged to her brother, she didn't seem to feel the least hint of shame.

Still smiling, she rose and dressed in blouse and slacks, feeling the last little tremors of satisfaction ooze through her inflamed pussy. God, she was hotter than ever! Ted's cock had done more than merely given her the first real fucking she'd had in years – it had opened the floodgates, and now she couldn't shut them off. Tingling with arousal and all too aware of the deep itch buried in her cunt, she headed out of the bedroom to start a glorious new day.

On her way, Joyce stopped at Will's bedroom to wake him up the way she usually did. Only this time, as she reached the open doorway, her voice froze in her throat.

"Wuhh…" Joyce stopped, gaping.

"Oh Mom, Mom… ahhh…"

Will lay stretched out nude on his bed, oblivious to her presence. He was already wide awake, with one hand wrapped around his engorged cock, pumping furiously.

"Oh fuck, Mom, yeahhh…"

Stunned, Joyce stood there watching him writhe, his hips thrusting up and his bloated cock sliding in his fist like a stiff, pumping piston.

In that first instant she was too astonished to act. The spectacle of Will beating off was shocking enough in itself, but the added fact that he was groaning for his own mother while he did it… that – that was disgusting!

Suddenly Joyce's face burned with horror. She moved in a daze, hardly aware of striding forward. When her voice came out, it sounded like a stranger's.

"Will! Will Brant, do you hear me? Stop that!" Seething in a turmoil of emotions she stalked into the room to confront him, her face burning with humiliation at his cries.

"Whuh…?" Will's eyes blinked open, glazed and unfocused. Then they fell on her, and his hand stopped in mid-pump. "M… Mom!" His mouth dropped open, eyes widening in the slow realization that he'd been caught.

"Just what do you think you're doing, young man?"

The words came out of her in an angry rush, sounding righteous and a bit silly since it was perfectly obvious to them both what he'd been doing.

Will's hand jerked away from his cock, and his prick swung back and forth in long, leisurely ripples as he blushed fiercely, stammering. "Uh… nothing! That is, I didn't mean…" He stopped, trapped and wordless.

"Will Brant, I'm shocked!"

Joyce glared down at her son, trying not to stare at his slowly wagging cock. Despite herself she felt a fresh surge of electricity soar through her cunt at its stiffened appearance. And that only made her react all the more angrily, more at herself than at her son.

"Don't you know that what you were doing is wrong? It's… it's wicked!"

Frankly, it had never seemed particularly wicked to Will. But he didn't dare say that with his mother hovering above him shivering with rage.

"I… I didn't mean to do it, Mom!" he said, speaking hastily. "It just – just kind of happened, that's all!"

His expression turned so fearful that abruptly Joyce was embarrassed by her own outburst. Forcing herself to calm down, she went on.

"Will, you're getting to be quite a big boy now, and it's time you learned that certain things just aren't supposed to kind of happen! It's not healthy, and… and I don't want it to happen again! Do you understand me?"

He nodded quickly. "Sure Mom. Whatever you say. But… but what's a guy supposed to do? Sometimes it gets so bad like – like I hurt all over, and I've just gotta do something!"

His plea sounded so mournful and filled with youthful frustration that Joyce felt the last of her anger drain away, leaving only that gnawing ache.

"Darling."

She tried to form an answer to his frantic question. With a sigh she sat down on the bed beside him, trying to ignore the fact that her weight made his prick jiggle all over again. It wasn't easy to do, not easy at all.

"Darling, I want you to promise me you'll never do this again, no matter how bad it hurts. And… and if you feel the urge, come to me instead. Understand?"

Suddenly she reached out and grasped her son's meaty cock, curling her fingers about it in what was meant to be only motherly concern.

But neither of them reacted in that manner: Will hissed out a breath, and his prick soared up in his mother's palm with a surge of fresh arousal.

"Oh Mom…"

The sudden hot, silky feel of his big, veined prick had its effect on Joyce as well. Her pussy gushed with heat, and she stared down at the bloated slab of cock captured in her fingers with a feasting expression that couldn't be hidden.

"Do you understand me, Will?" She tried to make her voice sound normal, but it came out strained and husky.

His head bobbed.

"That's better."

She gave his prick a squeeze, and it twitched in her fist. Will gasped, sitting up in bed propped on his hands and staring down at the sight of his cock enwrapped by his mother's hand.

Joyce couldn't seem to stop herself. Just the feel of that beautiful young prick was enough to have her pussy melting in floods of juice. Though her voice went on naturally, she hardly knew what she was saying.

"You see, I know exactly how it feels to… to hurt all over like that. And I know that sometimes it becomes so unbearable you'd do almost anything to satisfy it – women are like that too, you know! And… well, darling, when you need satisfying in that way, perhaps I can help more than you think. Does this feel better?" Her hand had begun to ease up and down his massive prick with gentle, soothing strokes.

Will groaned, taken if by complete surprise. "Oh-oh yeah, that helps a lot! That… that's good…"

His slim, muscular young body went tense, and his reddened pisstip leaked just a bare hint of precious cum.