Try to get Josh to cum in your mouth
From Create Your Own Story
Responding to your son's flexing and straining cock you decide to wiggle your mouth. Then you stick out your tongue. Doing so only seems to sink Josh's member even further down the back of your throat, but you have to try something.
You flick the end of your tongue to the side in an effort to play with Josh's balls. This has the wondrous side effect of also stimulating the length of his shaft resting against your tongue. He squirms against you, weak moans coming from his own occupied mouth.
"Is your brother behaving?" asks Alex.
"Yeah... keep going..." Miranda whines breathily at her sibling.
In your peripheral vision you can see your baby sitting atop Josh's face. You swear you can make out a tongue flitting into little Miranda's slit from your low posterior angle, and while you're sure that's happening, all you know for certain is that she's humping her brother's face pretty forcibly. You wonder how much of that is just instinct and how much is what you have now taught her.
Rocking your head as much as you can, you try to add a twisting motion in with your tonguing and pressure. A little something extra to get Josh off a little faster. From his reaction it is clear that he notices. But he also starts imitating his sister.
With your husband still reaming your ass, your son starts humping the air, fucking your mouth. There's not a lot of 'back-and-forth' movement possible with so much of your weight pressing you down on him so completely. Despite that, Josh manages to find an extra inch to work with, rotating his pelvis down then flexing his ass and kicking back up into you. Each kick is a strenuous deliberate attempt by him to press into your throat as far as far as he can, seeking as much stimulation as possible. He gains tempo quickly and before long he is doing an excellent job of face fucking you, given the circumstances. Having your son thrusting in and out of your throat over and over again does not make your life easier, but it does give you an opening. You try to breath between each of Josh's primal thrusts and straighten your neck as much as you can to give him the best fuckhole that you can.
Feeling your son's cock slide slide across your tongue makes you very wet, very fast. Alex is brutally punishing your asshole and in turn is forcing your wetness out of you. You can vividly feel tiny gush after tiny gush trickle out of your vagina, traveling down between your folds and encircling your clit. And when enough collects to make a drop, you can even feel it drip from the tip your clit down to the floor. You desperately want something, anything, to service your pussy. A tongue, a dick, a finger, a fist... you've never been so horny as you are right now, the two men in your life using you for their enjoyment.
Josh's hands push into your hair. If that's not a signal you don't know what is. You hold your breath and wiggle your tongue, prepping yourself. He gives a few more thrusts, pressing down on your head.
"Mom, I'm cmmng... cum-mmg..."
"Bad... Joshie... keep... going..." corrects Miranda between each hump of her sibling's lips.
He explodes down the back of your throat. You aren't even afforded a proper taste as his dick unloads far behind your tongue. For now you'll have to make do with the remnants of what he pumped into Miranda which have now mixed with your saliva in his sparse pubic hair. But you do get to feel each shot of cum with intimate detail. The sweet spunk pushes its way down the length of your son's shaft, bulging past your lips, then down your tongue, and finally bursting into you a split second after his glans expands a little in your throat.
With Alex still pumping into your ass, tears stream down your face. Josh continues to unload, holding the back of your head (as if there was anywhere for you to go) and moaning into Miri's pussy. His cock feels like it sinks deeper and deeper with every shot he fires, and he is so insanely stiff you start to wonder if he's bruised the back of your throat.
Suddenly your legs lose their support. Alex has dropped you. He doesn't even bother pulling out first. Gravity rips his dick out of your ass as it pulls you down to meet the carpet. You hit the floor with a dead thump and your head recoils backward, a certain young lively cock popping free from your mouth. Fresh air hits the back of your throat for the first time in a while and you draw it in sharply. You can taste hints of your son's fresh semen on your breath when you exhale.
"Did you actually manage to blow our son just now?"
You nod, exhausted. Tiny aftershocks spurt out of the tip of Josh's member.
Alex grins down at you. "You're really something else, you know that?"
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| Chelsea, age 36 |
