Chapter 144: Mom''s Formula for Sexual Exploration_3 Unfortunately for Fred, his bedroom shared a wall with his son''s and


    he could faintly hear the sound of his wife and son going at it in the


    next room. He tossed and turned, trying to tune out the noises that


    invaded his solitude. Every creak and groan of the bed, every thud of


    the headboard, every moan and grunt, pierced his heart like a knife.


    He imagined Claire''s legs wrapped around Eric, her curvy body


    arching to meet his every thrust. He imagined their bodies, sweating


    and writhing under the sheets, tangled up in each other''s limbs. He


    imagined his wife''s face, contorted in pleasure, her eyes locked on


    Eric''s as she reached a climax.


    "Oh, yes! YES!" Claire''s pretty voice rang out from the next room,


    shaking Fred to his core. He clenched his fists, trying to control the


    jealousy and anger that bubbled inside him. He had shared his life


    with this woman for years, loved and protected her, and now he was


    being temporarily replaced by his own son.


    Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Eric and Claire''s bodies surged toward


    each other, the sensation of their intertwined forms creating a perfect


    rhythm. They moved with a frenzied energy, their passion taking them


    to new heights of pleasure.


    "Fuck me, harder!" Claire screamed, her voice echoing off the walls.


    Eric complied, his thrusts growing faster and harder, driving his


    erection deeper and deeper into the hole that had birthed him. He


    wanted nothing more than to please his mom sexually, to make her


    cum over and over from the power of his cock.


    "Yes, fuck your mother!" Claire panted, clawing her nails into her


    son''s back as they fucked. "Make me yours, Eric!"


    It was as if their bodies were two puzzle pieces, fitting together


    perfectly and creating a beautiful picture of passion and desire. Her


    son''s cock was like a key, unlocking the deepest parts of her


    pleasure and filling her with a sense of completeness. And the


    forbidden nature of their relationship, the thrill of breaking societal


    norms, only added a fiery intensity to their lovemaking.


    Arching her back, Claire moaned loudly as the pleasure surged


    through her body, the familiar warmth spreading within her. She


    gripped her son with even more intensity, extending her legs out over


    the bed in a wide V, urging him to push her closer to the edge of


    ecstasy. Her eyes locked onto his, her face a picture of pure pleasure


    as she reached her peak.


    As the climax washed over Claire, her whole body trembled in a


    orgasmic response. It was like a fierce tango, their bodies entwined in


    a passionate dance, each movement a symphony of desire. The


    waves of ecstasy crashed over them, their bodies moving in perfect


    harmony as their climax reached its crescendo. She was a siren,


    calling out to her lover with each moan, her legs folding back down,


    wrapping around him like a vine, pulling him deeper into her. And with


    each thrust, her grip tightened, her pussy clenching around him,


    milking him with a rhythm that matched their primal beat.


    "Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with passion. "I''m


    cumming! I''m cumming!"


    Hearing his mother scream out his name was enough to tip Eric over


    the edge. He thrust deeper, slamming his hips against her, the


    forceful impact sending him spiraling towards his own climax. His


    cock twitched and throbbed inside her, pulsing with each beat of his


    heart. "I''m cumming, Mom!" he cried out, his voice a mixture of shock


    and ecstasy.


    With a primal, frenzied rhythm, he thrust his cock into Claire''s tight,


    warm tunnel of flesh. His body shook with the intensity of his release


    as he emptied himself inside her, unleashing a torrent of hot, teenage


    semen that pulsed and twisted through her unprotected pussy. The


    fiery pleasure consumed them both as they wrestled in mutual climax,


    their bodies locked together in an electric embrace. It felt like hours


    had passed before they finally collapsed against each other, spent


    and breathless from their carnal dance.


    "I wonder if dad heard us," Eric whispered as him and Claire clung to


    each other, catching their breath.


    "Do you ever hear him and I having sex?" Claire asked.


    "All the time," Eric replied, a smirk playing on his lips.


    "Well, then I suppose he IS getting an earful then," Claire snickered,


    "but he should be proud of those sounds he''s hearing. Those are the


    sounds of a son who is maturing into a powerful, sexually confident


    man, brought about by his mother''s love and affection."


    After a short respite, Claire and Eric began fucking again, this time


    with Claire taking the top position. Eric''s tongue hung from his mouth


    as he looked up and watched her meaty mammaries leap up and


    down on her rib cage like a couple overfilled water balloons, bouncing


    and rippling. He couldn''t wait to suck on those fat, rubbery nipples


    and feast on her warm tit-nectar.


    Claire was in heaven as her son''s thick cock stretched her to the limit.


    She could feel his shaft throbbing inside her, stimulating her sexual


    nerve endings and sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.


    She squeezed him tighter, trying to pull him deeper into her, but it felt


    like he was already buried to the hilt.


    Eric loved watching her slap her wet bare crotch against his and


    swivel up and back with deep, grinding penetration. His tender cock


    meat felt like it was being stirred around inside a bowl of molten hot


    lava, his knob licking the wet, tight lips at the back of her vaginal tube.


    "Oh, shit, that feels good, mom," he gasped, his body sweating and


    trembling under her harsh, strenuous, sexual prowess.


    Claire''s face was a picture of intense pleasure as she felt her son''s


    thick shaft grind through her wet cunt. She was in a world of her own,


    her body consumed by the insatiable drive to fuck her son until they


    passed out from exhaustion.


    "Fuck up into me, Eric," she moaned, her voice thick with lust. "I need


    to feel that dick of yours pounding through me."


    He bucked like a bronco beneath her, straining against her weight as


    she rode him harder and faster. Her tits jumped up and down with


    each movement, and Eric couldn''t help but marvel at the spectacle.


    The rhythm of their lovemaking echoed through the thin walls, filling


    their bedroom and seeping into his father''s, who lay awake in bed,


    listening to the sounds of his son and wife making love.


    "Oh, fuck, I''m so close," Claire moaned, her voice ragged with desire.


    As Claire''s body tensed with the overwhelming sensation of her


    impending orgasm, she began to buck wildly, her son''s cock hitting


    the base of her throbbing hole with each powerful thrust. Eric gripped


    her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh as he tried to hold


    himself in place, letting her take control of their passionate coupling.


    "I''m cumming, baby," Claire cried out, her voice hoarse with raw


    emotion. "Oh, fuck, I''m cumming!"


    It was all the boy could do to keep from cumming himself as he


    watched his mother''s face contort into one of pure bliss, her eyes


    rolling back in her head. He could feel the warmth of her climax


    enveloping him, the walls of her pussy clenching and releasing


    around his steely hard cock in a rhythm that matched the pounding of


    his heart.


    With a knowing smirk, the mother leaned over, her ample bosom


    bouncing and swaying in front of Eric. She was aware that he couldn''t


    resist staring at her milk-filled hooters, his eyes fixated on their every


    movement. As she began to fuck him, she positioned herself so that


    her tits danced around his face, brushing against his cheeks and


    tantalizingly close to his lips. The sensation of her rippling melons


    against his skin caused Eric''s penis to flex in response, slicing


    through her snug birthing tube like a hot knife through butter.


    "Suck on them, baby" Claire pleaded, her voice breathy and aroused.


    "Suck on your mother''s tits while I fuck you."


    Eric captured a nipple, sucking it into his mouth. His lips spread out


    across her swollen areola, his tongue darting back and forth over the


    sensitive nub of her teat. Warm tit-milk burst from her ducts, coating


    his tongue in a surrender of sweet, creamy liquid. His mouth


    devoured her, sucking and nibbling until she cried out in pleasure.


    Claire''s hips were positioned in a way that caused her meaty, round


    buttocks to bounce up and down, the layer of ass-fat beneath the


    sweat-glistened skin rippling deliciously. With each thrust, her thighs


    tightened and her back arched, driving him deeper inside her. The


    heat between her legs intensified as she rode him with abandon, her


    body slick with sweat and desire. Her chest rose and fell with labored


    breaths, feeling his mouth hitched to her breast, eagerly sucking out


    her milky essence.


    Eric relished the sensation of being enveloped under Claire''s heavy,


    supple breast, the weight pressing down on his face as he suckled


    greedily like a ravenous newborn. The warmth and softness of her


    flesh was like a comforting embrace, filling him with a sense of


    contentment and pleasure.


    Over the next hour, Claire experienced orgasm after body trembling


    orgasm, cumming so much on her son''s cock that her ejaculate ran


    down off his balls, creating a big, sticky wet spot on the bed beneath


    them.


    Eric snarled, his eyes rolling back as he pushed his face deep into


    the meat of her melon and chewed at his mom''s nipple like a


    ravenous animal. Her tight pussy pumped like a vice around his


    pulsing cock, dragging out her son''s climax and making him wail in


    ecstasy. With each spastic twitch of Claire''s womb, Eric felt a new


    and powerful sensation course through his body.


    "Hold on to my body, baby, then fuck me really hard, but don''t cum,"


    his mother directed. "I want you to edge your cock just like we used


    to do with your Semen Collector."


    Claire wrapped her arms tightly around Eric''s neck, pulling him


    deeper against her tit as she spoke. Eric''s hips thrust upward,


    meeting the demands of his mother''s request and driving his cock


    into her at a punishing pace.


    "Yes, yes, that''s it, baby," Claire moaned, her voice full of desire.


    "Push me, fuck me, make sure you''re using all of your cock. I want to


    feel that big, throbbing dick fill me up."


    Eric grunted and groaned, his hips working overtime as he continued


    to thrust in and out of Claire''s soaked pussy. His balls tightened, his


    cock twitching and throbbing with each thrust. He could feel the


    tension building as he teetered on the edge of orgasm. He suddenly


    peeked out from under Claire''s tits, his face sweaty and sticky with


    breast milk from spending the past hour laving at her nipples. He


    looked into her eyes, which were dilated with passion and lust.


    "I''m gonna cum, mom," he panted, his voice thick with desire.


    "Don''t you dare," she growled, her hips bucking harder against him,


    her breasts bouncing wildly. "Slow your thrusts and edge yourself.


    Don''t you dare cum until I say you can."


    The force of her command was undeniable, and Eric slowed his


    movements, his cock still pulsating inside his mother''s tight, wet


    pussy.


    "That''s it, baby," Claire breathed, her voice filled with lust. "Just edge


    yourself. Tease me, fuck me, make me yearn for your release."


    Their bodies were locked in a passionate dance, their love-organs


    throbbing and twitching with excitement as they moved together in


    perfect harmony. Claire''s velvety walls of flesh encapsulated Eric''s


    hard boner, molding it to her every curve with an intense pressure


    that sent shivers down his spine. The tightness of her womanhood


    enveloped him like a warm vice, pulling him deeper into the wet


    warmth of her core. With each movement, she bathed his erect


    member in her slick, lubricating oil, heightening the pleasure and


    intensity of their intimate connection. It was a symphony of


    sensations, each touch and movement sending waves of ecstasy


    through their intertwined bodies.


    With Claire''s expert guidance and use of the edging technique, Eric


    was able to push himself further than ever before. His body trembled


    with effort as he fought against the waves of pleasure threatening to


    consume him. Meanwhile, Claire had lost count of her own climaxes,


    releasing a steady stream of hot girl-cum around Eric''s swollen


    member. The bed sheets beneath them were soaked through,


    evidence of their passionate and intense lovemaking.


    Eric lowered his muscular frame onto her, pressing her voluptuous


    body into the soft mattress beneath them. Claire could feel the heat


    radiating from his skin as Eric eagerly reached down to grab handfuls


    of her ass-meat. She knew what was coming next – a rough, intense


    pace that would leave both of them breathless. Anticipating his


    movements, Claire folded her strong, matronly legs up high around


    him, her ankles resting against the center of his back. This allowed


    Eric to thrust deeply and fiercely into her, his powerful hips driving


    their bodies together with each savage thrust. The sound of their


    flesh slapping together echoed through the room as Eric''s big balls


    bounced against her asshole like a door knocker.


    Their bodies moved together with a feral intensity, like two untamed


    beasts in the heat of mating season. Fingers dug into flesh, mouths


    clashed and devoured, and moans filled the air as they gave in to


    their carnal desires. There was no room for shame or inhibition in this


    primal dance, only the unbridled passion and hunger that consumed


    them both. The scent of sweat and sex mingled in the air, adding to


    the heady atmosphere of their wild coupling. In that moment, nothing


    else existed except the raw primal urge to fuck.


    Claire''s desire to bring out Eric''s untapped potential burned like a hot


    flame within her. She wanted to transform him into a sexual beast,


    one who would leave every woman he slept with breathless and


    begging for more. As his boner throbbed with anticipation inside the


    welcoming tube of her pussy, Claire whispered words of


    encouragement, just as his coaches had done back in school. Her


    voice was laced with challenge, daring Eric to push himself to new


    heights of pleasure and passion.


    "Keep going, baby," Claire coached him, her voice filled with lust.


    "Push yourself, give me your best. I want to feel every inch of that


    cock deep inside me."


    Eric clenched his teeth, his muscles tensed as he thrust harder and


    faster, his cock swelling in her tight, wet pussy. Claire moaned with


    each movement, her body arching up to meet his. She ran her hands


    through his thick, sweat-soaked hair, pulling him closer to her, the


    muscles in her neck straining as she breathed heavily.


    Their bodies moved together In a feverish dance, their skin slick with


    sweat and desire. The bed creaked beneath their pounding, their


    flesh slapping together with each brutal thrust. The sounds of their


    bodies colliding filled the room, mixing with the scent of sweat, sex,


    and lust.


    With every faltering movement, Claire''s heels pressed firmly against


    Eric''s hips, urging him to thrust harder and faster. Her body moved


    with his, guiding him with her own motions to ensure they were in


    perfect sync. "Don''t slow down," she gasped between ragged


    breaths, "when you feel a woman''s pussy clenching like that." She


    arched her back and dug her nails into his skin, lost in the pleasure of


    their primal dance. "That''s when she needs your hard and relentless


    fuck-thrusts the most." The sound of their bodies colliding filled the


    room, joining the symphony of moans and heavy breathing as they


    pushed each other to new levels of ecstasy.


    Eric let out a low groan as his entire body tingled and melted into the


    embrace of his mother''s warm, soft curves. The scent of her skin and


    the feel of her body against his sent shivers down his spine.


    "Not yet, baby," Claire cooed, her voice laced with desire as she felt


    his boner flex and strain against her. "Push yourself, savor the


    sensations but don''t let them consume you completely yet."


    She shifted her hips beneath him, using her silky, sweaty legs to


    pump her ass from the mattress, guiding him deeper inside her for


    maximum pleasure. "That''s it, just like that...long thrusts, all the way


    to my womb." Her words filled him with a delicious heat as he lost


    himself in the rhythm of their lovemaking.


    Claire''s eyelids fluttered closed as Eric''s cock plunged deep inside


    her, hitting all the right spots with a perfect angle. The sensations


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    sparks of pleasure radiating from her G-spot to every cluster of


    sensitive tissue along her walls. She felt like a balloon being rapidly


    filled with air, ready to burst at any moment from the intense pressure


    building inside her. With a loud cry, she urged him on, her voice


    trembling with desire. "YES! RIGHT THERE!" she screamed, begging


    for more. "Fuck me harder! Make me come!!" Her body was a live


    wire, electrified by his touch and desperate for release.


    Eric couldn''t believe his luck. His mother, the woman who had raised


    him and taught him everything about the world, was now beneath


    him, begging him to fuck her harder and deeper. Her body trembled


    with want, her breaths coming in short, sharp gulps as he pounded


    her pussy. He felt a surge of power, knowing that he held the key to


    her most intimate desires, a platform that he had always been denied.


    His balls slapped against her ass with every thrust, and he could feel


    the sticky liquid of her cunt coating his cock with every stroke.


    Claire arched her back, her body writhing in the most powerful climax


    she had ever experienced. Every muscle in her voluptuous frame


    rippled beneath her flawless skin, as if trying to break free from its


    constraints. Her nails dug into Eric''s sweaty back, leaving red marks


    in their wake, and her trembling feet arched downward, her perfectly


    painted toes clenching in pure ecstasy. With a primal roar against her


    son''s shoulder, she tried to show some level of restraint knowing that


    otherwise her cries of pleasure would be heard throughout the entire


    neighborhood. Her hot female ejaculation erupted from between their


    pounding crotches, splattering onto the bed and drenching them both


    in waves of bliss. As Eric''s young muscles continued to pump his


    tireless member straight to her womb, she was grateful for this


    moment of uninhibited passion with the man of her dreams.


    As the waves of pleasure from Claire''s climax began to recede, Eric''s


    thrusts became more desperate and frenzied. His body was a taut


    bowstring, ready to snap as he fought off his own release, determined


    to keep going. Claire''s voice quivered and shook with each powerful


    thrust, her words a mantra of encouragement and desire. "You''ve


    been so good, baby," she moaned, her fingers gripping at him in


    ecstasy. "Let yourself go now. Give me everything you have."


    As soon as Claire''s permission dropped, Eric''s body seized up, his


    cock twitching violently inside his mother''s warm, tight, cuntal


    embrace. His eyes rolled back into his head, and his mouth fell open


    as he let out a primal groan of pleasure. He could feel the imminent


    release, the familiar waves of bliss washing over him like a tidal


    wave. His balls tightened, and his cock throbbed and pulsed, sending


    shivers of pleasure through his entire body.


    Claire''s grip tightened around Eric''s neck, her breaths shallow and


    ragged as she watched her son''s face contort in agony and ecstasy.


    Her eyes filled with pride as she watched him release his load inside


    of her, his body trembling and shaking with the effort to control


    himself.


    "Cum, baby," she urged him, her voice full of excitement and lust,


    cradling his teenage body against her softness like only a mother


    could. "Squeeze it all out through your cock."


    After a few more deep, quivering thrusts, Eric''s penis stopped


    spurting and he collapsed on top of Claire, his chest heaving and his


    face drenched in a sheen of sweat. They lay there for a long while,


    basking in the afterglow of their intense 3-hour session.


    Claire smiled up at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling


    with the memory of the nearly two-dozen orgasms she''d just had.


    "That was incredible," she finally managed to say, her voice still


    breathy with arousal. "You''ve really honed your edge control skills,


    baby."


    Eric gave a weak chuckle, still catching his breath. "I guess I''ve had


    some practice." He looked down towards his spent member as it


    slipped out of her, glistening in a warm cocktail of their secretions. "I


    couldn''t have done it without you, Mom."


    They drifted off to sleep in each other''s arms, their bodies sweaty,


    sticky and entwined, the smell of their passion and pleasure still


    hanging in the air.


    "Did you two ever get to sleep last night?" Fred asked as they had


    breakfast the next morning.


    Claire and Eric exchanged a mischievous smile. "Not much," Claire


    replied with a smirk. "But it was worth every moment of lost sleep. I


    saved my critique for this morning though because I thought maybe


    you''d like to hear it."


    "Critique?" Fred inquired.


    "Critique?" Eric added with a curious smirk.


    "Yes, sweetheart," she answered. "The whole point of this is to better


    your skills so that you experience the best sex possible. That being


    said, it''s important that I provide you with feedback so that you can


    continue to improve."


    "I see the value in a critique, but I''m not so sure I wanna hang around


    for it," Fred stated with a roll of his eyes.


    "So, you don''t care how your son is doing in the bedroom


    department?" Claire asked, feigning offense. "Is that what you''re


    saying?"


    "Sure I care, Claire. I just—"


    "Well then be quit and listen. If you care, at least stay and show some


    support."


    "Fine," Fred grudgingly agreed, folding his arms over his chest.


    "Now, Eric," Claire began, looking at her son "overall, you did a


    fantastic job last night. Your edge control was exceptional, and your


    technique was impeccable. There were times where you could have


    held off on your orgasm for a bit longer, but that''s just a minor


    adjustment that you can work on for next time."


    "I can do that," said Eric, then listened to his mom continue.


    "Your thrusts were deep and rhythmic, which is a great start.


    However, I think you could benefit from a bit more variety in the


    angles and speed of your thrusts to keep things interesting."


    "That''s a good point," said Eric, nodding.


    "Once you''ve gotten more comfortable with the speeds and angles,"


    Claire continued, "We can experiment with different positions and


    techniques. I think you''ll find that the more you broaden your


    repertoire, the more satisfied both you and your future partners will


    be."


    Fred listened on in disgust as his wife continued to offer their son


    feedback. "My orgasms were all incredibly intense, one in particular


    was the strongest I''ve ever had. But I think you could have pushed


    harder to give me even more climaxes. I was on the cusp of multiple


    orgasms several times, but you never quite managed to push me


    over the edge."


    "I''ll work on that," Eric promised, looking determined.


    "One more thing, darling," Claire added. "I loved the way you built up


    the intensity and used my bodily responses to guide your thrusts. It''s


    clear you''re listening to my needs and responding accordingly. That''s


    a crucial part of good sex."


    "Got it, Mom," Eric said, feeling a rush of pride. "I''m glad you enjoyed


    it."


    Fred finally chimed in, feeling a bit inferior to his son. "Well, seeing as


    you two went at it half the night, I''d hate to have you critique MY


    sexual performance."


    Claire and Eric laughed. "Our marital sex is different, honey," his wife


    pointed out. "It''s about connection and intimacy. Most of the girls Eric


    dates won''t want that. They''ll just want fucked long and hard so that''s


    the type of sex that Eric and I are focused on in order to prepare him


    for those experiences."


    Since it was Saturday, they decided to take a family hike at the local


    trail. The sun beat down on their heads as they trekked through the


    dense forest, sweat trickling down their faces and bodies. Despite the


    heat, Claire and Eric couldn''t keep their hands off each other. They


    held hands, stole kisses and kept whispering sweet nothings to each


    other, much to Fred''s chagrin. The baby was attached to Claire by an


    infant backpack and luckily, their other daughter wasn''t with them,


    spending the day with a friend, otherwise she would have noticed her


    mother and brother''s flirtatious behavior as well.


    After a few hours of hiking, they reached a beautiful clearing by a


    crystal-clear river. "Fred, would you mind taking the baby for a bit.


    Eric and I wanna take a dip." Claire requested, her voice breathy with


    arousal as she eyed the cool, inviting waters.


    Fred rolled his eyes but complied, taking the baby in the backpack


    and strapping it over his shoulders. He wandered off a little ways to


    give his wife and son some privacy.


    Claire and Eric stripped naked and dove into the river. The cool water


    felt incredible against their skin, and they floated together, their arms


    and legs intertwining in the water with Claire''s huge tits mashed


    between them like two wet pillows.


    Despite his inner voice warning him to stay away, Fred found himself


    drawn back to the scene. His eyes widened as he saw his wife and


    son, fully immersed in the water up to their necks. Their arms were


    wrapped tightly around each other, holding on as if they were afraid


    to let go. And then, to his surprise, they were kissing with the passion


    of two soulmates reuniting after a long separation.


    Fred felt his heart race as he watched his wife and son. He tried to


    look away, but he couldn''t seem to tear his eyes from the scene


    unfolding before him. Claire''s lips were locked with Eric''s, their


    tongues dancing together in a wild, desperate frenzy. He felt like an


    intruder in his own family''s intimate moment, unable to look away


    from the raw and primal display of desire.


    "How''s the water?" Fred asked, eager to disturb them.


    Claire and Eric''s lips parted and she looked her husband''s way in


    annoyance. "The water''s good. Honey, why don''t you hike on ahead


    with the baby and Eric and I will catch up in just a little while."


    "Let me guess...so you two can take care of some funny business,


    right?" Fred said with a smirk, fully aware of what was going on.


    "Well, there may be times that Eric is in a situation like this with a


    girl," Claire replied. "It may be good practice for him."


    "I can''t believe this. You''re seriously gonna have sex with your son in


    public?" Fred spluttered, feeling both betrayal and a strange mix of


    arousal.


    "Public?" Claire''s eyes sparkled with mischief. "Where''s your


    imagination, honey? This is nature, not a street corner. Besides," she


    added with a wink, "We''ll be practically invisible under this water."


    "Alright, you guys just be quick," Fred advised, walking up the trail


    with the baby.


    Claire''s heart pounded with excitement as she tightened her grip


    around Eric, her eyes locked on his with a sultry gaze. With one


    hand, she reached beneath the water and brought his rigid cock to


    her waiting vaginal entrance. "Fuck me," she whispered, her voice


    filled with desire and need. Without hesitation, Eric leaned in and their


    lips met in a passionate kiss as his throbbing member penetrated her


    slick folds. The blood, muscle, and sinew flexed powerfully beneath


    the flushed skin of his throbbing cock. Veins bulged and pulsed with


    every beat of his heart as he felt Claire''s velvety inner walls part


    around his mushrooming glans. With a satisfying give, her tightness


    enveloped his sturdy stalk, each inch sliding deeper into her slick


    corrugated canal until the mouth of her birthing tube was suctioned


    tightly around his pulsating cock-root.


    "Oh, shit," the teen whimpered, feeling like his mom''s pussy was


    custom made for his cock.


    The trail wound its way up the hill, hidden from view by thick trees


    and foliage. But little did Claire know that her husband, Fred, had


    found a vantage point above them. His heart sank as he looked down


    from the hillside trail. The river below sparkled with crystal clear


    water, reflecting the sunlight and revealing every detail of the


    entwined bodies in its depths. He could see his wife, strong and


    motherly, her legs wrapped tightly around Eric''s hips as she clung to


    him like a spider to a fly.


    Fred''s eyes widened as he watched Eric''s hands tightly grip the


    round, voluptuous globes of Claire''s ass. He was standing on the


    river bottom, using it as leverage as they moved together in a


    passionate rhythm. Each thrust of Eric''s teenage cock seemed to go


    deeper and deeper into Claire, her body arching with pleasure as she


    moaned uncontrollably. Fred couldn''t help but notice how her


    humongous tits pressed against Eric''s chest, their massive size


    pushed out at the sides in a provocative display. He could only


    imagine the pleasure that Eric must have been feeling with their fatty


    warmth sloshing against him.


    From the corner of her eye, Claire caught a glimpse of her husband


    covertly observing them. A mischievous grin spread across her face


    as a rush of excitement coursed through her naked body, knowing


    that her husband was watching her passionately entwined with


    another man. She made no mention of it to Eric, not wanting to


    disrupt his ttheirs and make him feel self conscious.


    Instead, she wrapped her legs around him even tighter, her nails


    digging into his back, signaling her desire for him to fuck her deeper


    and harder. Eric seemed to pick up on the cue, thrusting faster and


    harder with each passing second. The water around them churned as


    they moved together like animals, their bodies colliding with a fervor


    that could only be described as wild.


    Fred''s heart was filled with dread. Claire was his wife and they had


    shared so many loving memories together, which included raising


    Eric. Now, there they were, his wife and son shamelessly fucking like


    animals in the wild, with both of them seeming to enjoy every dirty


    second of it.


    "Oh, fuck my ass off, Eric!" Claire cried out, loud enough so that she


    knew her husband could hear her. She locked lips with her son,


    giving him the lewdest kisses imaginable while feeling his boner


    plunge through her overheated cunt.


    Eric was overcome by the intense heat radiating from the mature


    body pressed tightly against him. Strong, muscular thighs gripped his


    hips with unwavering strength, urging him to continue his movements.


    The weight of enormous breasts pushed and rippled between them,


    their hardened peaks digging into his skin. Long nails dug into his


    back, marking him with a mix of pleasure and pain. And inside his


    mouth, a thick, forceful tongue whipped around like a wild serpent,


    exploring every corner and igniting a primal response within him. The


    raw animal energy exuding from this encounter was both exhilarating


    and overwhelming.


    Eric had never had sex under water before. It felt like a dream, almost


    weightless as they moved together, their bodies gracefully undulating


    in a ballet of lust. The cool, refreshing water caressed their skins,


    heightening their senses as they copulated. He could feel Claire''s


    tight, wet pussy gripping and constricting around him, pushing him


    closer to the edge.


    As they moved, Fred found himself unable to look away. The sight of


    his wife and son entwined, fulfilling their most primal desires was both


    arousing and deeply unsettling. However, despite his growing


    discomfort, he couldn''t tear his eyes away from the scene before him.


    Beads of sweat formed on Eric''s forehead, dripping into the water like


    tiny droplets of fire, while Claire''s large chest heaved with each


    erratic breath. Her eyes locked with his, a mixture of pure lust and


    raw, unfiltered desire.


    Eric remembered the feedback he had received that morning,


    particularly the part about changing up his angle of thrusting.


    And so, without warning, Eric went at her a different way. Claire


    gasped in surprise, her eyes going wide with pleasure as he plunged


    deeper, hitting a spot she never knew existed inside of her. "OH MY


    GOD, ERIC!" she squealed, wraping her legs even tighter around


    him, pulling him closer as if trying to suck him inside.


    As the head of Eric''s cock dug against her G-spot with extreme force,


    Claire''s orgasm hit like a bolt of lightning. The intense pleasure


    radiated through her entire naked body, making her shake


    uncontrollably. Unable to contain herself any longer, she let out a


    blood-curdling scream that echoed through the forest, reaching Fred,


    who was still watching from afar.


    Fred''s heart was in his throat as he watched, unable to look away, as


    his wife reached the peak of her pleasure. Her body writhed and


    trembled beneath Eric''s touch, the sensation of his large cock


    plunging into her sending her spiraling higher and higher. It was a


    surreal moment for Fred, seeing Claire give herself over so


    completely to another man. What made it even more unsettling was


    the fact that she seemed to be cumming harder than she ever had


    with him, despite their years of lovemaking. But he couldn''t deny that


    Eric''s size was impressive, his cock remaining fully erect and


    stretching Claire in ways Fred never could. The sight was both


    arousing and disturbing, but all Fred could do was stand there,


    consumed by a mix of emotions.


    Eric''s breath came in frantic huffs as he felt her birthing tube


    pulsating around him, milking his erection with its spongy pleats. In


    the cool water, it was easy to sense the warmth of Claire''s ejaculation


    engulfing his throbbing cock. The sensation was both intense and


    euphoric, sending shivers down his spine. He could feel every inch of


    her body pressed against his, their shared pleasure amplified by the


    soothing ripples of the pool. As they moved together in perfect


    harmony, Eric couldn''t help but lose himself in the intoxicating mixture


    of pleasure and desire.


    "I''m gonna cum!" Eric panted, clutching Claire''s hips tighter, his


    fingers digging into her flesh. He thrust harder and faster, his cock


    slamming into her with aching need.


    Claire''s eyes widened with anticipation, her breaths coming in short


    gasps. She knew what was about to happen, and she was eager to


    feel it.


    The water around them churned with a magical hue, the result of the


    intense friction between their bodies. The sound of splashing water


    filled the air, a primal symphony of flesh and desire. Fred watched on,


    his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and dread, as his wife


    and son reached the pinnacle of their passion.


    "Fuck, yes, Eric!" Claire screamed, her voice echoing through the


    forest. "I''m cumming with you!" The words seemed to ignite a fire


    within Eric and he beat his dick through the tube of her pussy like a


    savage. With one final powerful thrust, he unleashed his seed deep


    within Claire''s most secret and sacred place. The sensation was


    indescribable, as if all of the desires he had ever had were suddenly


    realized in this one moment.


    Claire shared a mutual orgasm, locked in a primal embrace, their


    bodies convulsing as if possessed by some other-worldly force. The


    water around them seemed to boil with the intensity of their passion,


    the churning waves an embodiment of their lovemaking.


    Fred watched in awe as his wife and son seemed to merge into a


    single entity, their bodies entwined in a dance of desire that defied all


    logic and reason. Never had he seen such raw, unbridled sensuality,


    and never had he felt such a mix of emotions. Part of him was filled


    with rage and jealousy, but another part could not help but be turned


    on by the sight before him.


    When they met back up on the trail Claire and Eric were fully dressed


    as if nothing had ever happened. A moment ago they were fucking


    feverishly and now they were just a mother and son walking together


    on the trail, hand in hand.


    Eric went off to take a leak before the journey home. While he was


    gone, Claire''s voice dripped with honeyed sweetness as she turned


    to her husband and posed a question. "Darling," she cooed, her eyes


    glinting mischievously. "Do you mind if I give Eric a blowjob on our


    way home?"


    Fred''s jaw dropped at the question. "Oh come on, Claire, you can''t be


    serious?"


    "It''s not like we''re gonna do it in front of you. We''ll be in the back


    seat," she assured him.


    "Can''t you two at least wait until we get home?"


    "Eric and I will only have an hour to fuck when we get home. He''s


    meeting up with his friends for a party this evening."


    "So, an hour is plenty of time to give him a blowjob," Fred said, a hint


    of irritation creeping into his voice.


    "Honey, Eric already asked me if he could fuck me doggie style when


    we get home," Claire explained. "It''s a position we haven''t gotten to


    practice together yet. Besides, I''d really like him to experience getting


    a blowjob in the back seat of a car. You must remember how exciting


    that was when you were younger?"


    Reluctantly, Fred surrendered to the idea and watched as Claire and


    Eric playfully scrambled into the back seat of his spacious SUV. As


    they began their journey down a quiet backroad, Claire tilted her head


    towards Eric''s ear and whispered seductively, "Care to guess who''s


    about to give you the best blowjob of your life?" With a mischievous


    grin, she reached over and expertly unzipped his fly, teasing him with


    anticipation.


    "Really? Here?" he excitedly asked, glancing up at his father.


    "Uh-huh," Claire smiled, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.


    Carefully unzipping his shorts, Claire reached into the fabric and


    pulled out Eric''s hardened penis. She positioned herself on her knees


    beside him on the seat, her long hair tumbling over his lap like a


    cascading waterfall. With a sly grin, she leaned down and extended


    her tongue, its pink tip curling seductively as it began to dart and swirl


    over his glans, eliciting an immediate response from Eric.


    Eric exchanged an awkward look with his father, who peered back


    through his rear view mirror. Fred could see the thrill in his son''s eyes


    and knew his wife''s tongue must be working its magic on him.


    Claire hummed with pleasure as she enveloped Eric''s cock with her


    lips and sucked hungrily, her head bobbing up and down with a


    rhythm that matched the thudding of his heart.


    From the moment she first tasted it, she had been addicted to the


    taste of her son''s cock. It was the biggest and tastiest she had ever


    had the pleasure of sucking on, and she couldn''t get enough. The


    precum that dripped from its tip was like a sweet nectar, driving her


    desire to devour him even further.


    Eric let out a low, guttural moan as he watched Claire''s lips stretch to


    obscene lengths as she slipped them up and down his throbbing


    pole. He could see the outline of his erection, clearly defined against


    the skin of her throat as it bulged each time her lips sank nearly to the


    base of his cock.


    The tension in the air was palpable as this risky and exhilarating act


    was carried out with his father''s full knowledge. Each time he stole a


    glance at the rear view mirror, he could see the envy burning in


    Fred''s eyes. It added fuel to the fire of his thrill-seeking nature, a


    wicked sensation coursing through his veins.


    Claire sucked Eric''s erect penis in different ways, showing her cocksucking


    skill. She used her tongue to swirl around the head, flicking


    the band of skin that connected his foreskin to his glans, driving him


    wild. She then took him deep into her throat, making lewd gagging


    noises as her lips formed a tight seal around the root of his shaft.


    When she pulled off, a plopping sound could be heard as her saliva


    dripped from Eric''s dick, making it glisten wonderfully, accentuating


    every blue vein.


    "Mmm, do you like the way it feels to have your cock sucked in the


    backseat of a car, honey?" she asked her son, her eyes a bit watery


    from having his dick so deeply embedded in her throat.


    "I love it, mom," he replied, clutching the edge of the seat in his


    excitement.


    Claire glanced up at her husband and said something that would


    continue to justify her actions in some way. She wanted Fred to truely


    believe that she was doing this for the betterment of their son''s


    sexual knowledge. "You know, I''ve always been a firm believer


    in teaching through experience. You need to lean what it''s like to give


    and receive pleasure in order to truly feel comfortable doing it with


    girls you might be interested in," she said, her eyes never leaving


    Eric''s dick as she spoke.


    "That makes sense to me," Eric stated as he nodded in agreement.


    "I''ll definitely put this experience to good use when I find someone


    special."


    Claire gave her son''s dick a few more daring licks, her tongue darting


    and swirling around the head before she took him in her mouth once


    more. Eric let out a low gasp as he felt her lips envelope his shaft


    again, and he knew he wouldn''t last much longer.


    As Claire continued to suck her son off, Fred found himself struggling


    with his feelings. On one hand, he was proud of his wife for being so


    adventurous and sexually open with their son. He knew that this kind


    of openness would make Eric a well-rounded and confident man


    when it came to his own relationships. On the other hand, though,


    Fred couldn''t help but feel a mix of jealousy and arousal as he


    watched his wife pretty head bob up and down on their son''s cock in


    the back seat of his car.


    He was well aware that she savored the taste of Eric''s cum, evident


    in the way she added it to her morning protein shake. But it wasn''t


    just the flavor that drove her wild; he could tell by the lustful glint in


    her eyes that the sheer size and hardness of Eric''s manhood also


    stirred something primal within her.


    The lewd, wet sounds of cocksucking echoed from the back seat,


    confirming just how much his wife was reveling in the act. Her lips


    and tongue worked tirelessly on Eric''s throbbing member, eliciting


    moans and gasps from both of them. The musky scent of arousal


    filled the car, mixing with the heavy breaths and frantic movements of


    their bodies.


    "Fuck," Eric gasped as his climax built, his hands tightening on the


    edge of the seat. "I''m gonna cum, mom."


    Claire hummed in response, pulling her son''s erection out of her


    mouth just far enough to use her hand and mouth in tandem. She


    stroked his rigid shaft at its root, her fingers slipping and sliding


    against its smooth texture as she sucked hard on the head.


    "Come on, baby, let it out," she urged him, her voice throaty and


    sensual. "Show me what you can do."


    Eric''s breaths became ragged and erratic as he felt the sensation of


    release building in his loins. He closed his eyes and let out a loud


    groan, his hips bucking against Claire''s mouth as he surrendered to


    the ecstasy of his orgasm.


    With each powerful spurt of cum, Claire kept sucking, her tongue


    swirling around the tip and tasting her son''s sweet nectar. She


    hummed in satisfaction as she swallowed down his load, savoring the


    salty taste of his climax. It was one thing to taste it in her smoothies,


    but to draw her son''s fresh semen up from his balls through his


    boner, like a delicious milkshake through a straw, was extremely


    satisfying.


    As the final droplets trickled out of Eric''s penis, Claire pulled away,


    wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She looked up at her son


    with a grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief.


    "Well, I think that''s a lesson well-learned," she said, her tone teasing.


    "But I did say it''s important for you to learn how to receive AND to


    give," she added slyly, her eyes twinkling with wicked delight as she


    brought one foot up on the car seat, spreading her legs.


    Eric''s tongue darted out, moistening his lips as he gazed upon the


    outline of her vulva. The fabric of her thin hiking shorts clung tightly to


    her body, revealing the curves and contours of her crotch with


    tantalizing clarity.


    Claire''s gaze shifted over to her husband, a playful smile dancing on


    her lips as she continued speaking. "Don''t you agree, Fred? A man


    should know how to give proper oral just as much as he enjoys


    receiving it," she quipped, raising an eyebrow suggestively.


    Fred''s gut sunk since he knew his wife was suggesting that Eric


    devour her pussy on his backseat. "I..." Fred stammered, unable to


    find the right words to express his disbelief. He swallowed hard, trying


    to suppress the anger and humiliation that boiled within him.


    Claire snickered in response to Fred''s discomfort, her eyes gleaming


    with amusement. She then looked at Eric in a flirtatious manner. "Of


    course your father agrees, so why don''t you unwrap my pussy like a


    Christmas gift and eat it like it''s the last meal you''ll ever have."


    Eric didn''t need to be asked twice. With a eager grin on his face, he


    moved between his mother''s parted legs and began to pull down her


    hiking shorts. He eagerly peeled them off her shimmering legs,


    revealing the heart-stopping sight of her vulva encased in sheer, pale


    yellow panties.


    Claire giggled, watching Eric lick his chops like a hundry dog while


    staring at the flanges of labial flesh through the transparent cloth of


    her panties. "Come on, baby...get to the pussy," she wickedly


    whispered.


    He quickly yanked them off of her like kid about to devour a candy


    bar. Claire''s scent wafted up from her pussy, sweet and tangy,


    making Eric''s cock throb with anticipation. He licked his lips one final


    time, his eyes devouring her.


    Without further ado, Eric dived in, his tongue pressed against her


    sensitive folds from the moment it touched her. Her pried the flanges


    her juicy labium apart, offering her a variety of oral techniques—


    swirling his tongue around her clit, flicking with just the right amount


    of pressure, and even nibbling on her lips with his teeth.


    Meanwhile, Claire moaned in pleasure at the simple-yet-effective


    tongue technique. She reached down to run her fingers through his


    hair, gently pulling his head closer to her, wanting him to give her


    more. "That''s it, honey, show me what a skilled pussy eater you are."


    Eric licked and sucked on Claire''s clit with relentless determination,


    biting down gently every now and then to add just the right amount of


    pain to her pleasure. As he probed her hole, savoring the tangy


    flavored of her secretions, he could feel his mother''s pussy muscles


    tightening around his tongue, a signal that her orgasming was


    imminent.


    Claire reveled in the way Eric''s skilled mouth devoured her with


    fervor. He had only pleasured her orally twice before, but it was as if


    he had been doing it for years, his tongue and lips expertly exploring


    every inch of her delicate folds. "Oh, God," Claire moaned, loud


    enough for her husband to hear. "You wouldn''t believe how incredible


    this feels, Fred. It''s like a thousand electric shocks coursing through


    me at once." She couldn''t help but compare Eric''s talents to her


    husband''s lackluster attempts. "He may be half your age, but he''s a


    hundred times better than you at licking pussy," she taunted playfully,


    relishing in the satisfaction of finally being truly satisfied by a lover.


    "Thanks, Claire, that''s great to hear," said Fred sarcastically, his


    voice dripping with venom as he watched his wife''s body shake with


    pleasure.


    "Now, honey, there''s no reason to feel jealous, we all have our


    strengths and weaknesses. I just appreciate Eric''s willingness to


    learn and the effort he puts in. Besides, he''s been practicing a lot


    lately, and it shows."


    "Well, you''re probably the last person he should be ''practicing'' on,"


    Fred grumbled, knowing that he couldn''t compete with his son''s


    sexual prowess.


    "That''s a rather selfish statement, Fred," Claire chided. "You didn''t


    hear me complain when you taught Eric how to drive, did you?" She


    looked at him with a raised eyebrow and continued, "Or when you


    showed him how to shave? I know every facet of what Eric should be


    learning in the realm of sexuality, so it only makes sense for me to be


    the one he practices with." Her voice was firm, but underneath there


    was a hint of longing and desire.


    Eric seemed to drown out their conversation as he feasted on Claire''s


    wet and swollen folds. He held her thighs tightly, his face buried in the


    velvety warmth of her womanhood as his wiggly tongue delved deep


    into her slick tunnel. Each flick and swirl of his licker was met with a


    moan of pleasure from Claire, the sweet scent of her arousal filling


    the air around them. It was as if he couldn''t get enough of her,


    savoring every drop of her fragrant juices and reveling in the tangy


    flavor that lingered in his mouth.


    Eric eagerly feasted on her delicate folds, his intense focus


    reminiscent of a dog devouring a juicy steak. While licking, he gazed


    up at her exposed abdomen and the impressive size of Claire''s


    breasts bouncing under her tank top, her erect nipples visibly pushing


    against the fabric. She gripped his face between her thick thighs and


    trailed her bare feet down his spine, her bare buttocks rhythmically


    moving on the car seat.


    Claire arched her back, her head thrown back with pleasure, her eyes


    shut tightly. She whimpered softly in a blend of lust and contentment.


    Eric''s tongue was like a magic wand, igniting a fire within her that


    burned brightly, threatening to consume them both.


    Fred could only watch in awe, unable to comprehend the sensations


    his wife was experiencing. He felt like a spectator, an outsider, as he


    witnessed the intense chemistry between his son and wife. A wave of


    deep disappointment and shame washed over him as he realized that


    he had failed to give his wife the same kind of pleasure and


    satisfaction.


    Claire reached a climax, her body shaking violently as her cries of


    pleasure filled the car. She clenched her teeth, trying to hold onto the


    wave of ecstasy that had taken her over. Eric continued to lick and


    suck on her clit, prolonging her orgasm and drawing out every last


    sensation.


    Eric''s mind swirled in a haze of pleasure as he couldn''t decide which


    tasted more succulent, the creamy tit-milk flowing from Claire''s


    nipples or the tangy, pulsating ejaculatory juices emanating from her


    urethra. The intimacy and exchange of bodily fluids between them


    heightened their connection, causing him to quiver with delight. He


    savored every drop of her essence, knowing that she relished his


    semen just as deeply, solidifying their intense bond.


    "Fuck, that was amazing," Claire exclaimed loudly, gasping for breath


    as she felt her body tremble with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "I


    can''t believe how good you''ve gotten at that, honey."


    Fred saw his son rising from between Claire''s legs, juices dripping


    from his chin as he licked his lips clean.


    As they arrived back at their house, Eric and Claire eagerly assisted


    Fred in unloading the car. Their laughter bubbled over as they


    playfully flirted with each other, acting like infatuated teenagers.


    Fred rolled his eyes in mock annoyance as he watched his wife pull


    Eric close, her fat tits pressing against him as she showered him with


    kisses. "Do you two ever take a break from touching each other?" he


    joked, a hint of jealousy laced in his words.


    "Honey, I pumped a bottle for the baby before we left this morning,"


    Claire stated, slowly pulling her son by the hand out of the kitchen.


    "Would you mind feeding her? Eric and I need some alone time for


    awhile."


    "I got it," Fred answered, waving them off as he opened the fridge


    and grabbed the baby''s bottle.


    In the bedroom, Claire and Eric''s clothes scattered to the floor like


    autumn leaves in a gusting wind. Eric''s cock stood at attention on his


    loins, pulsing with desire as he eagerly watched Claire slink onto the


    bed. Her massive breasts bobbled and swayed every which way,


    their weighty contours enticing him further. Pausing on all-fours, she


    presented her rounded buttocks to him, beckoning him closer with


    each tantalizing wiggle.


    "Come on, honey," she purred, waggling her bare derriere in


    invitation. The delicate folds of her sex glistened with wetness and


    her swollen clit peeked out from between them, while the tight circle


    of her anus throbbed between her smooth butt cheeks.


    With eager anticipation, Eric gave his throbbing member a few


    preparatory strokes, feeling it pulse with need as he mounted Claire''s


    haunches. His breath came out in short, excited gasps as he rubbed


    the head of his engorged penis against her slick slit, eagerly


    collecting her warm, sticky juices. The heat emanating from her sex


    was almost tangible, making him shudder with pleasure. He couldn''t


    wait to enter her and experience the fullness and ecstasy that their


    bodies would create together.


    "Fuck meeee!" Claire cried out with desire, hinging her hips, eager to


    be pounded from behind.


    With a grunt, Eric thrust into her in one swift motion, burying his entire


    length inside her. Claire yelped and moaned as his cock filled her up,


    the sensation of it stretching her out, pushing past her tight muscles


    with an intensity that both thrilled and pained her.


    She threw her head back and cried out again, the sound muffled by


    the pillow as she clenched her fists in the sheets.


    Eric held onto her hips, grinding himself against her, trying to adjust


    to the thickness of her tight, wet depths. He felt like he was going to


    burst as he felt her clutching him, her muscles pulsing around his


    throbbing erection. He groaned as his hips moved in sync with hers,


    their bodies slapping together with a satisfying wet noise.


    "Oh God, Eric, fuck me harder!" Claire screamed, her voice rose with


    each thrust. She thrust back against him, making her luscious ass


    cheeks ripple upon impact.


    Eric loved watching the meat of her mature ass ripple like jelly as he


    thrust into her, reaming her out. Her oversized tit-melons swung back


    and forth in perfect unison, like two giant pendulums. He could feel


    himself gaining speed, the tightness of her sex gripping him, pulling


    him in closer with each thrust.


    "Slap my ass, baby," the mother directed, her breathing laborious.


    "It''s important to slap a girl''s ass when you''re fucking her from


    behind."


    Eric let loose with a hard, sharp strike to his mom''s ass, making her


    butt-meat ripple.


    "Again!" Claire squealed and her son responded with another loud


    smack to her heaving buttocks. It made him feel powerful, like he


    owned her pussy, and was encouraging her to keep throwing it back


    on him by giving her savage slaps to the ass. He could tell it was


    getting his mom worked up as well.


    Claire screamed out suddenly, her voice echoing through the house


    as her orgasm took her, twisting her into knots as she was slammed


    by her son. She felt the familiar building tension inside her, starting


    low and growing like a heated coil spiraling out of control. Her orgasm


    hit her like a tidal wave, and she could feel the walls of her sex


    convulsing, gripping Eric''s cock as he pummeled her from behind.


    Her body jerked and trembled with pleasure, her large breasts


    bouncing wildly on her chest. She screamed out as the orgasm


    racked her body, her lips parted and her head thrown back, her eyes


    squeezed tightly shut as she felt the sensations ripple through her


    entire body.


    Eric employed the edging technique, skillfully controlling his arousal


    and delaying his release. He was determined to make this moment


    last, to let his dad hear the sounds of his wife reaching climax


    multiple times - something that he was sure never happened when


    they had sex.


    As the pair continued to fuck with a fervor that bordered on the


    animalistic, Fred could hear the unmistakable sounds of their


    lovemaking. He clenched his fists, trying to hold onto his anger as the


    reverberations of their passion shook the very foundation of the


    house.


    After feeding the baby and putting her down in her crib, Fred couldn''t


    help by stop outside his wife and son''s doorway.


    The sound of Eric''s body slamming into Claire''s and the squelching


    noises their genitals made together filled the air. Each thrust


    resounded through the house.


    Claire screamed out loud, her voice echoing through the house. Her


    own moans and groans of pleasure mingled with her son''s grunts,


    punctuating their passionate encounter.


    Against his better judgment, Fred reluctantly opened the door and


    peered into the room with a mixture of shock and horror. His wife lay


    on the bed, her back arched, while Eric ravaged her with primal force.


    Her lithe legs were entwined around his broad back, her splayed


    thighs cradling him as he thrust into her with unbridled intensity. The


    sight of his son''s impressive blue-viened girth pounding deeply and


    wetly into Claire''s exposed core was both vulgar and mesmerizing,


    captivating Fred''s gaze in a way he never would have thought


    possible.


    With a heavy sigh, he closed the door to their bedroom and made his


    way through the house to escape the increasingly feverish sounds of


    their love-making. The distant rumble of thunder echoed outside,


    adding to the charged atmosphere. He sought solace in the garage,


    surrounded by familiar tools and projects, hoping to distract himself.


    But every few minutes, despite his best efforts, Fred couldn''t help but


    hear the faint sounds of his wife''s orgasmic screams coming from


    upstairs. Each one served as a painful reminder of the intense


    pleasure that Eric was providing her - pleasure that Fred couldn''t


    seem to give her.


    Claire sweet talked her son into staying home instead of going out


    with friends and they fucked for nearly two hours, right until the very


    last minute before Claire''s daughter was due to return home from her


    friend''s house. In a frenzied rush to compose themselves, they


    quickly separated and tried to regain their composure.


    "Are you alright, mom?" Stacey asked as she watched Claire hastily


    make her way across the hallway, clad only in a towel. Claire''s body


    glistened with sweat and her hair was wild and disheveled, giving her


    the appearance of having just completed a grueling marathon. "I''m


    fine, honey," Claire replied with a forced smile. "Eric and I were just


    doing some intense yoga exercises in our bedroom." The truth was


    far from that, but Claire wasn''t about to reveal the steamy activities


    that had taken place just moments ago. She prayed that Stacey


    wouldn''t notice the flush on her cheeks or the slight tremble in her


    voice.


    As the family sat down for dinner and went about their usual evening


    routine, Claire and Eric couldn''t help but steal longing glances at


    each other across the table. As soon as bedtime arrived, they were


    back to their insatiable desire for one another, eagerly exploring each


    other''s bodies in a frenzy of sucking and fucking. The air was thick


    with the heady scent of passion as they writhed on the bed, trying out


    different positions to satisfy their insatiable cravings.


    Eric reveled in the feel of Claire''s squishy breasts pressed against


    him all night, his mouth never tiring of sucking and chewing on her


    flesh as he drank down her milk like a man possessed. And when it


    came time for him to climax, she expertly milked his cock until he


    thought he couldn''t possibly produce any more cum.


    The familiar scent of dinner cooking in the kitchen filled Fred''s nostrils


    as he arrived home, tired from a long day at work. His wife greeted


    him with a kiss, her expression serious and determined.


    "Fred, there''s something new that I''d like Eric to explore," she began,


    "and I thought it was important to mention it to you."


    His eyes rolled instinctively at the thought of another one of his wife''s


    ideas for their son.


    "Well, what is it this time?" he asked wearily.


    Claire''s gaze bore into his own, her lips forming a nervous smile.


    "You know how strongly I feel about Eric learning and mastering


    sexual things," she explained. "There''s something crucial that we


    haven''t explored yet, and Eric is fully on board with trying it out


    tonight."


    Dread settled in the pit of Fred''s stomach as he braced himself for


    what was to come. "What is it?" he asked hesitantly.


    "Anal sex," Claire replied boldly. "I know it''s not something you''ve


    been eager to try, but some guys like Eric get quite excited by the


    idea."


    A chill ran down Fred''s spine as he imagined his son engaging in


    such an act, but he knew he couldn''t deny his wife''s wishes. "Claire,


    is this something that is truly necessary for you to do on top of


    everything else?" he asked with a furrowed brow. "I mean, how many


    times a day are you two engaging in sex now as it is?"


    "I don''t know, at least five or six times," she replied casually, as if it


    were a normal occurrence. "But that''s not the point. This is something


    Eric is going to experience, something that girls may even request


    from him specifically. It''s important that he feels comfortable and


    knows how to properly engage in anal sex, and it''s my job to teach


    him." She looked determined, her eyes shining with a sense of


    purpose.


    Fred let out a heavy sigh, his frustration evident in the furrow of his


    brow and the tense set of his jaw. "And even if it did matter, would


    that stop you?" he asked, his voice laced with exasperation.


    Claire''s laughter tinkled like bells as she shrugged her shoulders


    nonchalantly. "No, I suppose it wouldn''t," she admitted with a


    mischievous glint in her eye. "But you should be grateful that I''m


    keeping you informed. After all, Eric and I could be indulging in all


    sorts of activities in there at night without your knowledge." Her smile


    widened into a playful grin as she continued, "But I believe in


    transparency in our marriage. And Eric needs to know that he has


    your unwavering support."


    Fred''s face contorted in a mixture of anger and hurt as he spoke. "I


    don''t know how much support I can give to someone who''s constantly


    having sex with my wife."


    Claire''s scowl deepened, her eyes flashing with frustration. "How


    selfish of you," she snapped back. "You''re only thinking about the


    physical pleasure that Eric and I are experiencing, but you''re missing


    the bigger picture here. Eric is about to enter the most sexually


    charged phase of his life - college. It''s a playground for young men to


    explore their desires and with Eric''s striking looks and


    impressive...endowment, I have no doubt that he will be indulging in


    all sorts of sexual escapades with countless girls. I need to ensure


    that he is prepared in every possible way." The tension between them


    was palpable as they faced off, each wanting what they believed was


    best for Eric''s future.


    Fred groaned, his frustration evident in the way he slumped his


    shoulders and rubbed at his temples. "Yeah, alight...I''ve heard this all


    before," he said with a heavy sigh.


    Claire placed a gentle hand on his arm, her eyes softening as she


    leaned in to speak. "You know, I can''t help but feel like there are


    other deep-seated reasons why you don''t like what Eric and I are


    doing," she shared, her voice tinged with empathy. "You see him


    possessing me sexually and you don''t like it. You see him doing


    things to my body, making me climax in ways that I never could with


    you. Am I right?"


    Fred hesitated before finally nodding, his jaw set in resignation.


    "But Fred," Claire continued, her tone gentle yet firm. "It doesn''t make


    you any less important. You need to understand that." She reached


    up to cup his cheek affectionately. "You''re a smart person and a hard


    worker who provides well for our family. Those are your gifts and


    they''re wonderful."


    Her words seemed to soothe some of Fred''s tension, but Claire


    wasn''t finished. "Eric has a different set of gifts," she explained. "He


    was blessed with good looks and...an exceptionally large penis." A


    faint blush colored her cheeks as she thought about Eric''s crotch.


    "And his skills in the bedroom are extraordinary."


    She took a deep breath before adding, "Plus, he''s so much younger


    than you are. He''s always hard and ready for sex, which is no fault of


    yours." A touch of sadness crept into her voice as she spoke these


    words. "You just can''t compete in that category."


    Despite the hurt and insecurity bubbling inside of him, Fred couldn''t


    help but admire Claire''s honesty and compassion as she tried to


    comfort him. He knew that their relationship would never be the


    same, but he also knew that he loved her enough to let her do what


    she felt was necessary for their son.


    Eric''s body shuddered with pleasure as he watched his lubricated


    knob slip seamlessly into the socket of Claire''s asshole. The


    throbbing ring eagerly swallowed him, pulling him deeper and deeper


    inside her. She crouched above on their bed, her feet planted firmly


    as she lowered herself onto his cock. Her body was bent in half


    above him, offering him a perfect view of her huge dangling tits and


    the intense expression of desire on her face.


    "Let''s take it slow at first, baby," Claire advised. "Let my ass adjust to


    the size of your cock."


    Eric nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving the sight of his


    cock sliding into his mother''s ass. It was something he had always


    dreamed of but never thought he would actually get to experience.


    But now, here he was, deep inside her, feeling the warmth and


    tightness of her anus around his teenage boner. He reached up to


    cup her breasts, massaging and kneading them as he began to thrust


    slowly.


    Claire''s moans filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain as her


    body adapted to the invasion of her most private orifice. She leaned


    down, kissing Eric passionately, their tongues dancing together as


    their bodies moved in tandem. She could feel his cock growing even


    larger inside her, stretching her ass to its limits.


    Claire''s ass cheeks rested against Eric''s upper thighs as she buried


    his prick all the way inside her anal orifice.


    The sensation was overwhelming as Eric let out a satisfied sigh, his


    engorged cock submerged in the slick, heated depths of his mother''s


    anal passage. With each thrust, he could feel every inch of his


    sensitive tip pulsating against the tight walls of her rectum. The heat


    and pressure only intensified the pleasure, causing him to moan in


    ecstasy as they moved together in perfect rhythm.


    As Claire''s body adapted to the fullness of Eric''s cock inside her, she


    quickened the pace and depth of her movements. Her fingers gripped


    tightly onto the headboard as she impaled herself on his throbbing


    member, pushing it deeper into her tight asshole with each forceful


    thrust. "Baby, fuck my ass!" she cried out, her voice trembling with


    pleasure as their flesh smacked together in a primal rhythm. The bed


    creaked beneath them, adding to the lewd sounds of their passionate


    lovemaking.


    After several minutes of butt fucking ecstasy, Claire reached down


    with one hand, while holding the headboard with the other and began


    to rub the swollen nub of her clitoris. This added a whole other layer


    of pleasure to the mix, making the experience even more taboo and


    intense. She could feel herself getting closer, the orgasm building


    within her.


    "I''m gonna cum, baby!" Claire panted, her voice filled with urgency.


    Even though it wasnt easy, Eric used his skills to hold off his


    ejaculation, so he could enjoy fucking his mom''s asshole as long as


    possible. Watching her pretty face grimace as she let out a shrill cry


    of pleasure was a beautiful thing to behold. The way her asshole


    pulsated around his steely prick was almost more than he could bear.


    Even though Claire had breastfed the baby just before they went to


    bed, warm nectar still dripped from her milk-engorged tits like droplets


    of honey. It pooled on Eric''s chest in sticky splatters, inviting him to


    taste its sweetness. His desire to gorge himself on Claire''s melons


    grew with every second, like a hunger that couldn''t be satisfied until


    he tasted her sweet milk.


    "Can I suck your tits, mom?" he asked, his eyes glued to the sight of


    them.


    "Do you really expect me to say no to that?" she asked, lowering


    down and planting her knees astride his hips.


    Eric planted a pillow under his back so he was reclined instead of


    laying flat, placing himself in the perfect position for vigorous titsucking.


    Before he began breastfeeding, Eric loved to wedge his face


    in the valley of her gaping tit-cleavage, kissing his way around


    between her spongy contours like he was drowning in a sea of huge,


    rippling boobie-meat. He had become quite possessive of his mom''s


    big udders.


    Finally, he latched onto Claire''s left breast, groaning in delight at the


    sweet nectar that flowed into his mouth. The pressure of her soft,


    heavy tit on his face sent shivers down his spine. He sucked hard,


    drawing on the nipple like it was a lifeline, his eyes locked on the


    sight of flesh in front of him.


    As he suckled avidly, the milk gushed into his mouth, filling him with a


    sense of fulfillment that he had never known before. It was more than


    just a craving—it was a deep, primal urge that seemed to awaken


    something within him.


    Meanwhile, Claire''s body continued to convulse with pleasure as


    Eric''s hungry mouth worked on her tit. She could feel her own climax


    building with every pull of his lips, the intense sensation of sucking


    and butt fucking combining to send shockwaves of pleasure through


    her entire body.


    Finally, she couldn''t take it any longer. With a final moan, she


    climaxed, her entire body trembling as waves of ecstasy washed over


    her. Her asshole clenched tightly around Eric''s cock, pulling him even


    deeper into her taboo depths.


    Eric''s cock was slick and hard, a well-oiled piston smoothly gliding


    through the tight cylinder of Claire''s back passage. Her velvety anal


    walls molded perfectly to the shape of his sinewy boner, sending


    intense sensations of pleasure coursing through his body with every


    movement. The heat and friction between them intensified as they


    moved in perfect rhythm, reaching new heights of passion and desire.


    Claire''s ass flew up and down like a basketball bouncing rhythmically


    on Eric''s crotch, making a lewd smack every time her body collided


    with his.


    "Do you like the feel of mommy''s asshole on your cock, baby?" Claire


    asked, her voice full of lust.


    "Oh fuck, yes, mom," Eric''s tit-smothered mouth groaned, his hips


    bucking in response. With a savage hunger, he clamped his teeth


    around her large, rubbery teat. He tugged on it with an intense force,


    stretching it out from the wide, thickly-textured ring of her areola. It


    was like a dog gnawing on one of its favorite toys, determined to get


    every last bit of enjoyment out of it. Milk squirted from several ducts


    surrounding the swollen nipple, Eric''s teeth digging into its tender


    flesh. The taste of tit-nectar flooded his mouth as he hungrily


    swallowed it down, feeling a primal satisfaction in using Claire''s body


    as his own personal plaything. He clawed at her skin, suckling and


    nipping at her motherly flesh with reckless abandon. She let him be


    as rough as he pleased, indulging in the raw pleasure of their


    uninhibited passion.


    As they continued to fuck, their movements grew more urgent, their


    moans of pleasure becoming louder and more intense. The bed


    creaked and slammed against the wall with each approximation, a


    slap in the face to Fred who was attempting to sleep in the next room.


    With each thrust, Eric felt as though his cock was being crushed by


    the walls of Claire''s anus, like two tight fists around his dong trying to


    milk the cum out, but it only made him want to fuck her more. He


    could feel his balls tightening, drawing up close to his body, and knew


    that he was close to filling his mother''s ass with his cum.


    Claire could sense that Eric was on the brink of climax, and she


    reveled in the sensation of his cock throbbing inside her shitter. She


    reached down between her legs, cupped his balls in her hand, and


    began to stroke them gently, scratching lightly on the flesh of his nuts


    with her long, painted fingernails.


    "Cum inside me, baby," she whispered, her voice thick with lust. "Fill


    my ass with your hot cum."


    The words sent Eric over the edge. With a loud groan, he thrust


    deeply into his mother''s ass and held his cock there as he sprayed


    her rectum with his warm cum. Hot jets of sperm oozed from the tip of


    his cock and splashed against the walls of her anal tunnel, filling her


    ass completely with his juicy release.


    Claire''s anal canal tightened around his cock, chewing on his erectile


    flesh, milking every last drop of his sperm, as she clenched and


    unclenched around his throbbing shaft. She raised herself up and


    down, slowly milking Eric''s cock dry before collapsing down onto his


    chest, both of them spent and utterly satisfied.


    As they lay there, still connected and panting heavily, Eric raised his


    head to look at his mother''s beautiful face, her eyes burning with the


    same intensity that he felt in his own.


    "Thank you," he finally whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.


    "You''re welcome, baby," she replied, kissing him tenderly on the lips.


    "I''m glad we''re getting to experience everything together. I want you


    to enjoy every inch of my body."


    Sometime in the middle of the night, Fred was jolted awake by the


    unmistakable sound of Eric and Claire locked in a heated fuck. The


    rhythmic thumping of their headboard against the wall echoed


    through the room like a tribal drum, revealing the intensity of their


    lovemaking. Curiosity and arousal stirred within him as he imagined


    Eric hovering over his wife, her legs spread wide in the air as he


    thrust into her with wild abandon. He heard sounds coming from her


    that he had never heard before in their 20 years of marriage - primal


    moans and gasps of pleasure that he knew he could never elicit from


    her.


    For what felt like an eternity, he laid there in the dark room, listening


    to the rhythmic thumping on the wall. The sound slowly grew more


    intense, building up to a climax every few minutes that made his heart


    race with anticipation. He imagined his wife''s body quivering and


    spasming with pleasure, her voice erupting in squeals of ecstasy. His


    son''s stamina was impressive, as the thumping continued for thirty


    minutes, then an hour, until it became even more intense and erratic.


    It seemed as though Eric''s body was pulsating and thrusting at the


    same time, reaching a peak of pleasure as if he was spilling out


    inside her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the knocking


    ceased altogether.


    The once bustling room fell silent once again, the only sound being


    the soft murmur of the air conditioning. But ten minutes later, a


    rhythmic pounding echoed through the walls, breaking the quietude. It


    was different this time, each knock precise and deliberate, as if they


    were following a carefully choreographed routine in their sexual


    dance. Fred couldn''t help but wonder which position his wife and son


    were trying out now. In their marriage, he had found it challenging to


    keep up with her insatiable appetite for new sex positions, especially


    considering his pudgy figure and lack of physical fitness. Meanwhile,


    his wife seemed to be as limber as a ballet dancer thanks to her


    religious Pilates practice. And he had no doubt that Eric, with his


    chiseled physique and stamina of an athlete, had no trouble at all


    satisfying Claire''s every desire in any position they chose. The


    thought made Fred feel inadequate and insecure in comparison.


    In the next room, the sounds of passion filled the air as Eric and


    Claire entwined in a primal dance. They were in the leg-glider


    position, with Claire lying on her side and one arm propping her head


    up. Her legs were spread out on the mattress, one extended straight


    up into the air like a beacon of pleasure, her toes pointed towards the


    cieling. Eric straddled her grounded leg, using it as a base while her


    other leg rested against his shoulder for leverage. The rhythmic


    movement of their bodies created a symphony of desire as he thrust


    into her with varying angles, expertly pleasuring her with his rigid


    cock. His eyes were fixated on her supple breasts, watching them


    bounce and quiver in perfect harmony with their union.


    Claire beamed with pride as she watched Eric''s progress over the


    past week. From timidly pleasuring himself with her wet panties, he


    had quickly learned the art of edging and transformed into a sexual


    powerhouse. His mattress became his stage, his body his instrument,


    and Claire was sure he could conquer any sexual challenge that


    came his way. She knew he would leave every girl craving more,


    unable to resist his irresistible charms.


    For three blissful months, Claire and Eric''s passion knew no bounds.


    They reveled in each other''s bodies, entwining themselves in


    pleasure until the early morning light. Sheets tangled and soaked with


    their combined essence, they collapsed into a deep slumber, only to


    wake up and start all over again. Their raw desire and unbridled lust


    knew no limits. And it was no surprise that one of the countless times


    they beat their tireless pissers together, an act of passion resulted in


    new life being formed within Claire''s womb. Eric''s potent seed broke


    through her ovum and impregnated her with another child, sealing


    their love and connection forever.


    Fred''s eyes widened in shock, but his wife''s persuasive words easily


    convinced him. She argued that their son Eric needed the experience


    of impregnating a girl and would also benefit from learning to please


    her as her body changed during pregnancy. At college, Eric was


    popular with the ladies, fucking plenty of hot, young pussy and


    gorging himself on their plump, bouncy tits, but each time he returned


    home for break, Claire''s belly had grown larger and her breasts were


    becoming swollen with milk. And during his stay, they did nothing but


    engage in passionate intercourse until they were physically spent.


    The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat as they explored


    each other''s bodies day and night, much to Fred''s displeasure.


    Despite Claire''s attempts to return to a normal sexual routine with her


    husband, the passion and intensity she had shared with Eric made


    her encounters with Fred seem almost laughable in comparison. And


    as much as Fred tried to ignore it, he couldn''t help but notice the way


    his wife would practically pounce on Eric at the door every time he


    visited, leading him straight to the bedroom for what she called


    ''practice'' sessions. It was clear that she was determined to keep


    honing Eric''s already impressive skills.


    The air was thick with longing and desire as they moved together,


    their bodies fitting perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle. And in those


    moments, Fred couldn''t help but wonder if Claire truly belonged to


    him or if Eric was the one who now possessed her heart and body


    forever.


    THE END