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Story: Family cuckold
Older attractive women are always hot topics for
teenage boys, and Gary Darnell and his friends were
certainly not exceptions. That the hot bodies were
mothers, even their own, didn’t matter, if anything, it
only served to fuel their fires of fantasy. Ever seen
her naked? Seen her pussy? Does she trim
it? Would you
fuck her if she would let you? When the boys got
together the questions were always the same, varying
only in where they fell in the conversation. Answers
varied due to the personality of each boy. Gary’s
answers never wavered; they were always the same: Yes;
Yes; A little bit; Oh, Yeah!
Without exception, if there were a way for the
youngsters to bury the bone between the moms’ legs
without attracting the attention of their fathers,
these young wanna-be studs would never hesitate. Even
Franklin, Gary’s chubby friend, continually pined with
desire for his also short, stout but sweet mother, Mary
Lou. But it was Kim, Gary’s mother that always seemed
to garner the most admiration and lusty comments from
Fathers were not excluded from their discussions
either. How often does the old man crack that pussy? Is
he doing it any good? Has he come to
the place that he
needs some help? Can he keep it up after he gets it up?
For the most part their conclusions were all the same.
Their fathers were undeniably bedroom buffoons for
which the guys had lost all respect.
They laughed and joked that their dads had long ago
forgotten that the center of the universe was between a
woman's legs, if indeed they ever knew. They shared
overheard arguments and conversations of their parents
that revealed how unhappy their moms were at the lack
and prowess of bedroom attention. Without exception,
something now claimed the attention of their dads,
which made no sense at all to the hormonal driven boys.
That fishing, golfing, bird watching and manicured
lawns were more interesting than mom’s pussy was
evidence enough to the boys that their dads were no
longer masters of the bedroom. And now no longer being
the master of the Master Bedroom, they
had simply found
something else more interesting.
Of all the boys, it was Franklin that best expressed
their feelings. "Who gives a fuck who has the earliest
ripe tomato?" This of course was in response to his
father's zealous interest in early tomato bragging
rights. It was Franklin's belief that his mother should
be given all that time and attention.
The boys’ judgment of their fathers was swift and
without mercy: their fathers were brain-dead from the
waist down. One look at their mothers and they
concluded the bedroom should be the busiest room in the
house. Typical of young cocks, they crowed that if it
were up to them, those exquisite feminine creatures
would continually wear the glow of sex on their faces.
From their perspective life seemed to play a cruel
joke. They wanted sex, their moms wanted sex, but
neither could get any. Dads on the other hand could get
the sex they could handle but just turned it down.
And it wasn’t right.
From as early as Gary could remember his mother had
been the focus of his attention. When younger it had
been her sparkling eyes and beautiful smile, but now
that he was older and his mother had matured, it was
her raw sexual magnetism. Now as an older male with
friends, Gary learned that his mother was not his
fantasy exclusively. Most of his neighborhood buds
admitted a similar attraction for her. Among the boys,
Kim was considered to be the hottest. They openly joked
about fucking each other’s moms, but there was no
denying that the mom most desired was Kim. While their
condor made Gary somewhat uncomfortable, in an odd sort
of way he was proud that it was his mom they most
wanted to be with.
Kim Darnell was one of the older mothers. Not overly
tall at 5’6”, she was an attractive dish-water
that age had ripened with wide hips and full breasts.
While some of the moms had prematurely succumbed to
matronly middle-aged styles, Kim intentionally kept
pace with the styles, choosing items that would
accentuate her obvious sultry curves. That she was
unafraid to show some cleavage or expose a leg kept her
in good standing with all men. Kim could turn a head as
easily at forty-two as she did at twenty-two, a fact
that was not lost on the horny testosterone saturated
group of seventeen-year-olds. She knew Gary's group of
friends, and even her son, Gary, fantasized about her,
and she played to their interest.
On a warm Saturday evening in late August, Gary’s
parents, Kim and Mike Darnell, hosted a pre-season
football social for the team. Anticipation for a
successful season was high. Several girls were in
attendance, but the turnout was mostly the young guys
team. No one wanted to miss a party, especially
one that offered a chance to flirt with Mrs. Darnell.
Guys were eager to see how much flesh she would expose.
Gary’s father, Mike, was responsible for keeping the
ice chests stocked with cold soft drinks. At the same
time, he attempted to keep a cap on the consumption of
alcohol, a nearly impossible task. Eventually he
decided to make sure that at least there were no open
bottles. Mike knew the teenagers would push it to the
limit, but if he could moderately control the drinking,
he reasoned he would be a successful host. So he
constantly prowled the scene scribing mental notes as
to who was going to need a ride later in the evening.
Kim ensured there was plenty to eat – a colossal task
considering that most everyone at the party was a
ravenous teenager with a more than healthy appetite –
in more ways than one. A social
butterfly herself, she
was more than welcome to mingle among the kids, which
for the boys was a delight. While there were a number
of striking girls at the party, the difference between
them and the older, well-toned mother willing to expose
herself was more than obvious. The boys followed her
every move, something that did not escape the attention
of her husband, Mike.
Mrs. Darnell didn’t just look good that night; she was
mouth-watering. When the party began she was dressed
for the pool, but later in the evening she exchanged
her black bikini top for a snug, low-cut baby blue tank
top. In addition to being more comfortable, the absence
of a bra produced opportunity for her sizably ripened
nipples to strain against the thin fabric providing eye
trinkets for the boys. When her son, Gary, fell prey to
her nipples, his interests only served to moisten her
not so motherly
The party was tracking along smoothly so it wasn’t long
before Mike needed to go to the garage for another case
of sodas. That trip marked the beginning in a change of
events. While in the garage Mike heard muffled voices
coming from the other side of the garage wall. There
were voices which indicated a couple had slipped away
from the group and were standing in a secluded,
shadowed area of the yard.
After icing the drinks, Mike quietly made his way
around the corner of the garage to stand in the shadows
behind a large bush.
Gary, who had been listening to his father encourage
him to keep the garage door closed, noticed how
abruptly his father had ended the conversation then
turned to walk away. Watching his dad move toward the
back corner of the yard, Gary felt it odd that his
father had secretively gone to stand in the shadow of
the large evergreen -
unnoticed by most everyone.
Curious, Gary made a wide circle and came up behind and
to the right of his father.
Drawing close but still not close enough to be seen by
his father, Gary was able to see the figures his father
was spying on. There was a couple in the shadows toward
the back of the garage, hidden from most everyone else.
From his angle, and because of a lack of light, Gary
wasn’t able to recognize the girl, but if she moved
slightly he would know as the security light from the
neighbors would expose her.
There was no mistaking who the guy was. With a bulk
like that it had to be Andy Potter. The girl was
leaning into him, and her hands were all over him. It
was pretty obvious to both Gary and Mike that something
juicy was going to happen. Her hand was busy with the
front of his boardshorts. Gary couldn’t keep from
grinning as he thought about the shock this girl
for. Andy was one of those tall young men that nature
blessed proportionately. Things on him weren't
attached, they hung.
Glancing toward his dad, Gary was interested to see if
Mike was going to disturb the couple before they got
down to business. But instead of interrupting the
lovers in the dark, Gary watched his dad take a more
secluded yet advantageous position. Mike, now a voyeur,
had succumbed to his own perversion. He was greedy in
his leering at the tantalizing silhouette of this young
woman as she prepared to suck a Blue Ribbon Cock.
Gary hadn’t been able to establish the girl’s identity,
but when she leaned back to push her top up so Andy
could get to her tits, he gasped. The cock hungry girl
that had so eagerly been rubbing his friend's cock, the
girl that had proudly jerked her top up to expose her
big, beautiful tits was his mother! And he continued to
gawk as she invited Andy’s busy hands to her delicious
Surely to god his dad would now charge from his
seclusion like an angry bull! Surely he would find this
unacceptable! Surely he would not stand idly by while
Andy Potter stuffed his big cock in his wife's mouth
and released a hot load! But when Gary looked his
father still hadn’t moved. So there they were, father
and son, standing in the shadows, each massaging
burning erections while Kim, wife and mother, greedily
massaged a horse cock of her own. And the fact was
unless someone interrupted, and soon, his mother would
hungrily be devouring some young, hard cock.
Shifting his attention back to his mother, Gary too now
stared in burning lust at how eagerly his mother rubbed
and grabbed at Andy’s cock. Andy didn’t say anything;
he just emitted a low guttural sound – his hips rocking
back and forth in her
hands. Rocking himself in Kim’s
hands, Andy leaned down and kissed the eager mom. The
kiss was heated but still didn't break the rhythm of
Andy thrusting back and forth into her busy hands.
For the two voyeurs, the scene was delicious, but it
was about to get much better. Things were happening
quickly yet for some peculiar reason they seemed to be
in slow motion. As his mother began to tug the
boardshorts over his friend’s hips, it all happened in
such a tantalizingly slow way. First one side of the
garment moved down then the other. When the garment
moved past the mid-thigh point, the thick, impressive
cock unfurled into the cool evening air. Quickly then,
like a small girl at an Easter egg hunt, Gary watched
his mother seize the half-hard heated piece of drooping
manhood with both hands.
All three cocks now dripped generously with the sauce
of pleasure – Gary in lust of
his mother, Mike in his
voyeuristic perversion, and Andy in anticipation that
Mrs. Darnell at long last was going to fulfill his
number one fantasy and suck his cock. But it was the
hot wife and mother that was most pleased. Kneeling
triumphantly before the tall teenager, she lovingly
masturbated Andy as if she were handling The Royal
Phallus. Using all her years of experience on her young
donor, Kim expertly teased the youthful sausage until
it was fully engorged and throbbing from the promise of
soon release. Kim licked her lips anticipating tasting
the briny elixir.
"How's that feel baby? Like that? Do you have something
tasty for me?” cooed the excited mother and wife.
Andy made no sound, instead he pressed his hips forward
presenting her with more cock.
“Ummm, that’s it baby, push that cock to me,” she
"Aughhh," was all Andy could manage.
Andy was not the only one that was hard. Both father
and son were now dealing with erections that exceeded
anything either had recently experienced. As they
watched this wanton cunt in her unbridled lust prepare
Andy for sucking, the comprehension that she was wife
to Mike and mother to Gary set fire to them both. Never
had they been privy to watch a wife or mother move with
such aggressive sexual hunger for a young cock as what
they were witnessing.
There was no denying that Kim had an interest in sex,
but that she possessed the fertile sexual appetite of a
street whore was electrifying. It was a lewd spectacle
but one that no one wanted to interrupt. She was on and
all over his cock as if it were a drug. Had husband and
son been more attentive and sensitive in knowing her,
they would have realized that she would have sucked all
three of them there in the shadows if they had
Andy, now paralyzed, stood stoically as Kim sated
herself on his young hard cock. While she resolutely
pulled the sweet fruit from him, all he could do was
feverishly moan, groan and grunt – his fever
occasionally interrupted by a fleeting thought of
"Ohhhh!... Goddd!... Yeahhh!... Ummm!...That feels so
good!... But!...Unnnn!... Really!...Ohh!... Don’t you
think... Ummmm, Oh, Mrs. Darnell... Ummmm, Do you think
anyone will miss us?"
Kim, now over the edge, no longer cared if she was
missed or even seen. With a Champaign pop, she pulled
her mouth off the twitching cylinder.
"You shouldn’t worry at your tender age. Besides,
ummmm, you feel too good to stop right now. Relax, let
me take care of this big boy.”
Gary glared as his mother again eagerly slipped her
mouth over his friends cock and resumed her blowjob.
baby. That’s it, suck him good,” Gary heard
his dad mumble. The lovers might have heard too except
they were so preoccupied that soft mumblings would have
sounded like their own sucking and grunting, so Mike's
emotional gibberish spillover went unnoticed, except by
What happened next was what Mike had been waiting for,
though it shocked Gary. Gary watched as his friend
grabbed his mother by the hair and began to fuck her
mouth. Andy had taken over and was now forcefully
holding his mother’s head as he fucked the meaty shaft
in and out. As the Darnell boys listened to wife and
mother choke and gag while being rammed with cock, Gary
wondered if his father would now finally step in. Or
would he continue to watch the gyrating hips of this
young seventeen-year-old as he force fed his wife cock?
Gary literally staggered at the sight of his mother
eagerly griping Andy’s
upper legs to hang on during the
thrusting. Never, not even in his porn videos, had he
witnessed such a blowjob. Powerful fantasies danced in
his psyche as he frantically found himself wanting to
fuck his mother. And that his father was watching like
some gleeful pervert was outrageous. Had this hot cunt
been his wife, Gary would have rushed in long ago, torn
her from this young lover and inserted his own
throbbing cock in her mouth. Yet here they both were,
erect, dripping and in rapture as they watched mother
and wife do everything humanly possible to suck the
come from his friend.
"Ohhhh! Mrs. Darnell! Ummnn! Goddd! I can't hold it..."
Andy gasped while his hips now involuntary bucked.
Gagging and choking from the repeated ramming, Gary
watched his mother encourage Andy. Pulling off for
another breath, she grunted: "Of course you can't baby!
I don't expect you to!"
Then with a throaty chuckle and cough, still trying to
catch a breath, the cock-hungry mother darted her head
under Andy's waving cock and gave his balls a quick,
"You know what I want, Andy! I want to taste you so
don’t hold out on me!”
Her voice, no longer tender and pleading, now sounded
more like motherly instruction to a 5-year-old. Then
again she set to siphoning on the cock. She didn't know
it, but Gary was now in complete awe of her. He had
always wanted sex with his mother, but now it was his
burning life’s goal. He wanted his mother to suck his
cock! He wanted to feel her hot, wet pussy swallow his
throbbing cock! He wanted to be the Master of the
Bedroom so that she never again felt the ache of
neglect! It was evident to him, the stars were properly
aligned, his mother, Kim Darnell, liked and wanted sex!
Hell, she needed it! They both
"Unnnn!...Unnn!...Goddd!...." Andy groaned, his hips
bucking into Kim's mouth.
Gary glanced again at his worthless dad but wasn’t
surprised at what he saw. He had earlier decided that
Mike was one of those men that enjoys watching his wife
get fucked by another man. If that is what excites him
he wondered, how he would react if that were his son
instead of Andy that his wife was sucking. What none of
the three men knew was that if Kim only had one choice,
she would prefer to be sucking her young son.
Gary’s thoughts of his dad were exorcized when his
mother excitedly proclaimed, “Ummmm, that’s my baby.
You’re close, honey. Let it go.”
Tightening her grip, Kim firmly hurried her strokes.
Andy jerked and trembled as she stroked and kissed his
cock. Though she knelt in front of his powerful frame,
she controlled him with little effort. Oh, how great a
ship is steered by only a small rudder.
Catching her breath, Kim wrapped both hands around him
and sucked the swollen head while keeping her steady
rhythm. Gary noticed himself softly moaning. He could
clearly see the outline of Andy's mushroom shaped knob
bulging through his mother's sunken cheek, and he
immediately stiffened his resolve that someday she
would suck him with
the same fervor and need. Someday it would be his cock
that his mother would kiss and lick.
"Ohhhhh!....Unnnnn!...Aughh!..." the football star
grunted as the tsunami of emotion – pain, pleasure and
come begin to churn it’s way upward. Andy tensed as he
tried to fuck his huge cock into the cunt-woman that
knelt before him. The briny lava flow had begun and
soon like a scalding geyser would spew. But he stood
helpless – unable to prevent the experienced forty-two-
year-old wife and mother from
harvesting the cream.
Kim knew exactly what she was doing. She moved her head
back and continued to suck on just the head of the
pompous erection. With eyes sparkling up into his, she
put her tongue back to work, flailing away at the
sensitive underside of his swollen knob. At the same
time she jacked the rigid shaft back and forth in
scorching rhythm. Smiling, she knew the inexperienced
young man couldn't resist expert stimulation for very
long and wasn't surprised when in only moments he
involuntarily quivered, jerked and frantically moaned
as the pain and pleasure of ejaculation tore at him.
"Mrs. Darnell!” He loudly gasped in alarm, no longer
able to whisper. “Augh! Oh, my Godddd! Ugggh...!” He
then tightened his grip on her hair and held firmly as
his body cycled through eruption after eruption of hot
sperm. And hungrily she drank her reward, softly
“Ummmm,Ummmm,” Kim moaned in satisfaction as she firmly
held her mouth to him and greedily sucked and swallowed
and sucked and swallowed the thick, hot cream.
Gary, watching it all, gasped and wilted. With one or
two rubs of his own cock, he would fill his pants. And
what about his father, Gary wondered? Why had he stood
quietly in the shadows and watched his beautiful wife
hungrily suck a seventeen-year-old cock? Why had he not
interrupted and brought it to a halt? Why had he stood
stroking himself while another man tightly gripped his
wife’s hair and vigorously fucked and filled her mouth?
Was he really the family cuckold? Is that what his
mother had exposed? It would seem so!
It would take some getting accustomed to, but yes, that
is what Gary concluded had happened. And if so, then
his father not only would watch his wife suck the cock
of his son, he would
also watch while her son fucked
her to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. He would watch
while she was pushed over the kitchen table and mounted
from behind. He would watch and listen to her wanton
screams of delight as she was repeatedly fucked in the
master bedroom. He would listen to the smacking of
sweaty flesh against sweaty flesh. He would watch her
legs encircle her son, her tits ravished, her hips buck
in need and her pussy squish with juice! Yes, Gary
reasoned, his dad had this coming to him!
"Augh, augh, augh!" the big, lanky youth continued to
groan as the geyser now reduced itself to a dripping.
Not a drop had Mrs. Darnell missed.
"Oh my Goddd," Gary heard his dad moan as Mike
mercilessly whipped his own cock.
Andy, now spent, was reduced to soft grunts and groans,
while Gary proudly watched as Mrs. Darnell, his mother,
sucked and milked him for his final offering.
"Ohhh, Thank you, baby,” Gary and Mike heard her say.
Mrs. Darnell, ever the kind and gracious host, kissed
the drooping cock and balls. Thinking Andy might have
produced another drop, she again returned to give the
cockhead one last lick. Andy moaned and leaned weakly
over onto the fantasy mom. Still unable to tear his
eyes away from her gaze, he stared at Kim while she
lovingly held and gave his cock a few final kisses.
"I’m going to have some more of this later,” she curtly
said. “But we better get back; I’m sure someone has
missed us by now,” she stated.
As she rose to her feet Kim pulled up the boardshorts.
He was a lovely young man and deserved much more of her
“Andy, next time I want you to fuck me,” she said.
Gary retraced his steps back to the party. When he
learned no one had missed him he relaxed. It wasn’t
long until his
dad appeared and began arranging cans in
the ice chest. Soon Kim was again mingling with the
youngsters and feigning embarrassment as the boys
continued to flirt and stare at her now overly ripened
nipples. She giggled in schoolgirl fashion and blamed
it on the cool evening air.
After a respectable amount of time, Kim slipped into
the house, poured herself a large glass of wine then
proceeded to the picnic table sitting in the corner of
the yard, which at the present was unattended. Gary,
still aglow from watching his mother, very much wanted
to be near her. He noticed when she reappeared from the
house with a glass of wine that she made her way to the
family picnic area in the corner of the yard. With
everyone now gone and Mike delivering the last of the
inebriates, Gary grabbed a soda and made his way to his
“Mom, I just wanted to thank you and dad for having
everyone over tonight. I know we are all a lot of
trouble at times, but I really do love you. I really
do, mom – more than you will ever know.”
His words dripped with passion like thick, sweet syrup.
Unable to fight off his desire to hold her and
overwhelmed by hormones, Gary stepped to her, put his
arms around her and pulled her to him.
Though his statement surprised her, it also warmed her
all the way to her already heated core. Still yet hot
and needy, the mother decided to take the risk by
gently moving toward her beautiful son and softly but
firmly pressing her hips to him.
“Sweetheart, I love you, too, and I want more than
anything in this world to bring you pleasure.”
As Gary held his mother to him snugly, her breasts and
full hips ignited the visual embers that lay just
beneath the surface. The swelling of his cock would not
be denied but neither would
he pull away from her.
“Oh, mom,” he whimpered as he gently pushed himself
between her legs. He wanted to let the words of passion
pour out so she would know how he felt – how he had
always felt, but they just wouldn’t come.
“It’s OK, sweetheart; momma understands.”
Kim then gently, as if adjusting her leg because she
was uncomfortable, moved to open her stance allowing
the hard cock of her son to press more fully and firmly
between her bare legs. It felt natural and good for
them both. Gently then Gary began to ever so slightly
lift his crotch to her, getting more excited and harder
with each passing minute.
Realizing it was only a matter of time before her
youngster ejaculated in his boardshorts, and no longer
willing to keep him at arms length, Kim moved her son
to sit on top of the picnic table. She then seated
herself on the bench between his legs - one
side of her.
“Gary, move up to me a bit, honey. Just a bit more,
babe. There, right there. Now just relax, and let mommy
do the rest.”
There in the cool of the evening Kim pushed up the leg
of his boardshorts and teased out a very hard and
excited cock. With the tenderness that only a mother
can demonstrate toward her own, she slipped her mouth
over Gary’s cock and pleasured him while he groaned,
praised and told her without shame how much he loved
her - that he would always be there for her.
And watching from the shadows next to the house was
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