My mom... my masturbatory fantasy for years, never totally replaced Terry's mom, Connie, but a second choice or auxiliary fantasy none the less, had just blown my mind along with my cock and my best friend. Sure, we were planning on fucking them, through trickery and deceit, but, though she had been drunk, she was a willing participant, she, in fact initiated our sex.
Terry was in love/lust with my mom... I had no idea how he would feel once his lust was satiated, but I still had his mother to seduce and she was laying somewhere behind me on a pool lounge. The last time I saw her, Terry was rubbing suntan lotion on her back.
Mom had finished cleaning my dick, had kissed mine on the head then Terry's, and then proceeded to play with the spunk splattered all over her creamy white tits.
All of a sudden she stopped, and said, "Oh my god!"
She lurched sideways, trying to see behind me and stand up at the same time, forgetting how much she had had to drink. She fell against Terry who did a good job of catching her and I could see the conflict on his face as he felt concern for her and joyous pleasure having her all but naked in his arms. He struggled to help her up while she struggled to get to Connie's prone figure. I spun around and stepped to her still form. Her back was naked, shinny from suntan lotion and sweat, the bottoms of her suit were pulled down at the waist and to the middle on each cheek where Terry had put lotion at the tan lines, and probably done some groping and grabbing himself.
I knelt down and using her shoulder turned her up and away. She was limp, drool stringing from the corner of her mouth. It may make me out to be an unfeeling prick, but I could not help but think how sweet her naked breasts were.
Mom bumped me, shouldering me aside in her haste to get to her friend.
"Connie! Oh sweetheart... wake up!" Mom rolled her over gently slapping her face.
"She is breathing mom... she is just passed out."
"No Matty... you don't understand! I promised... we promised! You have to help me."
She cradled Connie's head in her arms, pulling her close and pushing Connie's slack face into her cum slick tits.
"Come on... open your mouth!"
"Mom? What are you doing? What's going on?"
Ignoring my question, she patted Connie's freckled, now cum smeared face, and brushed some stray strands of hair away from that angelic cheek. Then, almost like she was stone cold sober, mom directed her comments to Terry and me, while scooping a rather large glob of cum from the cleavage of her tits, and gently parting her friends lips and wiping her finger on the inside of Connie's mouth.
"I promised her, well, we promised each other that the first time we had any sex with either of you," and she looked up at each of us, standing around her in speechless awe, watching her feed her friend our cum from where we had shot it on her full breasts, renewed energy flowing into our swelling cocks. "that we would share you... that we would do it together."
She looked up at Terry who was standing on the other side of the lounge chair, looking at his semi hard cock. Mom reached across and grabbed it, pulling him over and off Balance.
"Here... put your cock in her mouth."
Terry pulled back and resisted a bit, not much, as he was leaning over his mom now, a hand on my mom's shoulder, her hand pulling on his cock, directing it to his mother's mouth, and him being a healthy randy teen and all, having fantasized many scenarios that were similar to this.
He blurred out "Wait... what?" before her lips brushed the head of his dick and his resistance melted. Mom moved a little, helping him to adjust his angle, but still holding her friend close, while helping my best friend to shove his cock in his mother's mouth. Somehow the world we woke up in this morning had turned upside down.
I pulled mom back to allow Terry more comfort and better access to his mom, and so I could get an answer or two about what was going on.
She struggled a bit, ineffectual due to her inebriated state, not wanting to be separated from her friend even, it seemed when her friends mouth was being gently fucked by her friends own son.
"Mom!" and I shook her a bit. She looked at me, then back to Terry and Connie, then back to me. "Mom... what are you talking about?"
She looked at me with a confused look on her face, her eyes starting to gloss over and go dull.
"Mom! Stay awake now... god damn it!"
Her lights went out and she slumped in my arms
"Terry! Terry, help me out here for a minute."
He did not even look to the side: he had her head in his hands, holding it still, rocking back and forth, stroking his cock in her mouth. "Fuck you, whatever it is has to wait Matty, I can feel her starting to suck!"
"Terry! Fuck man... wait a minute."
"No!"
I laid mom gently down, the concrete was shaded. She was beautiful, I had always thought so, even if Terrys mom was the object of the majority of my lust.
Terry pushed a little too deep and made his mother gag. She reacted violently, trashing and scratching, shaking her head back and forth. As soon as she was free of his cock and could breathe again and calmed down and went back to comatose.
"Terry!"
This time he looked at me, confusion, desire, lust and caring all written in his face.
"We need to stop and regroup."
He cocked his head to the side, the lack of blood to the brain apparently affecting his ability to comprehend.
"I don't mean stop... I mean look at us, at them... we need to get them in the house and a little safer before we go ahead."
"So you want to keep going? You don't want to stop?"
"What? Are you a fucking moron? Of course not... we are going to fuck the shit out of these two, just like we planed... but, we need to get your mom out of the sun so she does not burn and my mom will be much more fun if she is not getting scratched up, grinding into the concrete."
