Aging Parents Visit Grown Son

Dear Reader; This story includes graphic Female Domination, FemDom, by a mother of her son. I have had some negative machismo type comments to FemDom elements in a story so if it isn't your thing, be warned.

As ordered I went to the kitchen to prepare some dinner. After mums prolonged and unfulfilled cocktail tease of me, my rampant hard on wouldn't ease. As I prepared the pasta bake my mind was filled with the most filthy erotic and delicious thoughts of my parents naked and copulating and joyously inches above me. My fathers sweet cock sliding in to mums great gash, that was as good a memory as when I fucked her myself.

"Well sweetie, something smells nice." Mum came into the kitchen, gloriously nude, her boobs jiggling hypnotically, my cock had softened a little but quickly recovered itself. "Oh!" She scowled and stood glaring at me, hands on hips. The apron I had put on stuck out as I openly ogled her.

"What's wrong Mum?"

"You are being very, very naughty, address me properly and did I say you could speak anyway?"

"Oh, no Mother, sorry."

"Well...can you leave the cooking, you need to be punished."

"Yes Mistress I can. Please punish me for being a naughty boy." I wasn't quite sure what I had done wrong, even before speaking first. I thrilled at the prospect of being punished, wondering what delicious and arousing humiliation she had planned for me.

"Follow me sweetie." She walked back to the bedroom, swaying her sweet, plump ass alluringly. Dad was still sat at the head of the bed and looked up. "Our sweet little boy has been very naughty darling. See, he put an apron on when we told him he must be naked. Naked at all times."

"I do indeed darling. Well take it off boy. Oh my, are you still hard?" I nodded.

"He also spoke without being given permission and didn't address me properly. Do you want to punish such naughtiness or may I, please darling?"

"Go ahead my angel, you seem to enjoy it and I think a mother always teaches a son better."

"Oh sweetie, you do know your Mistress Mother loves you dearly only wants what is best for you?" She turned to me, my she looked magnificent, her nipples Perry hard with arousal and breathing a little quicker

"I do Mistress Mother, of course I do." That was so true.

"Well sweetie, will you take your correction gladly as you have been so wilful and disobedient, or do we need to restrain you?"

"Mother, you do not need to restrain me, of course I know I deserve to be corrected." I was excited to find out what exquisite agony mum felt I deserved for being so naughty. She stepped up, embraced me and kissed me passionately, pressing her wondrous body against me.

"Sweetie, sit on the bed next to your handsome father." After I did so she pushed me back so I was lying with my feet resting on the floor. She pushed my feet apart as far as I could go. She picked up the bondage crop from the sideboard and tapped it on my cock, which overhung the edge of the bed and was quite exposed.

She gripped my cock at the base and with a sharp flick of the wrist slapped the cop on my cock. Electric shocks of pain fired up from my poor engorged member and as I gasped she landed another and then four more. Nausea swept over me and I had to swallow bile as the pain consumed me.

My cock glowed a fierce red, mums and eyes fixed upon it as she stood there, looking magnificent. She knelt down and roughly grabbed my aching penis in two hands and furiously started to pound me. Without any lube she set a pace that started to burn with friction.

At last, I thought through the pain, she will make me cum now. I was about to throw my head back in pain and ecstasy when she abruptly stopped and stood up, panting and her eyes fixed on my poor, red, ravaged cock. I had to bite my lip not to speak out. Or groan with agony and yet more frustration from yet another orgasm denial.

"Turn over, splay your legs and spread you ass cheeks." She ordered, as I did so she went back to the dressing table, threw the crop down but I couldn't see what she picked up. She roughly pulled my cock out from under me and then something pressed against my anus. "Wider, open your asshole up wider." She ordered and I reached back and really splayed my buttocks to open up my anus to mum.

I was able to glance back again her wrist flicked as she hit my anus and ass crack length wise, this time with the proper riding crop. Agony fired up from my asshole and I writhed with the pain. Glancing back she stood sideways and five more times sharply slapped the crop onto my ever more tender anus.

Both my cock and asshole we're afire from this quite fierce spanking. It hurt but as much I was getting a powerful erotic thrill that somehow my already engorged penis pulse even harder.

"God darling you look magnificent, you seemed to enjoy that!" Dad said, even in my agonized state I could hear the admiration in his voice. I heard her swallow and take a deep breath.

"Stand up sweetie. What do you have to say to your Mother?"

"Mother I thank you for punishing your naughty boy." I made myself stand straight up before her, my over-hard, painfully throbbing cock pointing at her. She stared down at her overly aroused son, biting her lip.

"Oh sweetie..." she sighed longingly and gave me the most loving smile. "Please be good, as I would much rather reward you." She sank to her knees and gently guided my cock into her mouth. With both hands she reached round and took hold of my ass. Braced like that she urgently nodded her head back and forth.

My cock slid full length in and out of her mouth. One moment her lips brushed its tip, at my urethra, the next she rammed in on me and it hit the back of her throat.

"Oh my Mother..." I gasped to let her know I was close to orgasm, in case she wanted to stop. But not this time, she stopped with the head of my cock just in her, licking the most sensitive spot under my frenulum. That was all I need to trigger a surge of relief I achieved orgasmic ecstasy and released my ejaculation into mums mouth.

My knees almost bucked as the power of the moment overwhelmed me. I had to brace myself against her to stay upright. Mum continued to blow me, not the frenetic nodding but a soft, sweet suckling that kept me hard.

After orgasm my cock was super sensitive and I wanted to withdraw and relax, but mum still held me tight round the ass. Still trembling, knees unsteady I just stood there as she most expertly worked her tongue around the acutely delicate corona of my cock head.

Her breathing rasped in her nose as it got quicker and more urgent. One hand held her sons penis at the root, but the way the other moved she must have been tickling her own fancy. She was clearly determined to make her son ejaculate in her mouth again, and I had to let her.

As a second orgasm crashed towards me I rose onto my toes to try and force my knees straight and stay upright. Instinctively I ran my fingers softly, lovingly through mums hair as she gave me such bliss. Then with another gasp and convulsion I shot another squirt of semen into her mouth. This time my knees did give way and I fell back to sit on the bed.

My cock was pulled out of mums mouth, semen spurted out and strands ran down her chin. Her eyes were ablaze with desire and she leant over me, using her arms to support her on the bed. Her face came towards mine, she opened her mouth to show how full of my creamy cum it was. Then she kissed me, open mouth to use her tongue to share my cum back with me.

For a minute or so we kissed passionately, working my cum between our mouths and inevitably swallowing some. I had told mum I mostly ate my own cum after masturbation so she knew I welcomed this sweet nectar. We didn't stop smooching and sperm sharing until it was all quite gone.

Mum pulled away kissing me one last time on the forehead.

"Oh sweetie, you were magnificent!" She turned to dad. "Darling, you have always wanted to suck cock and our son is a great one to start!"

"I noticed angel, the way you made him cum twice was spectacular!" He's good up eyeing my cock. "Do you think I could make him cum again?"

"Looks like he needs a rest darling, but you certainly will. Now sweetie, go and finish dinner for us."

"Yes Mother." I stood up and walked back to the kitchen, enjoying having a soft, sated cock, reliving the memory of mums sweet, seductive semen sharing kiss.

They came through for dinner and announced that when we sat to eat we would be relaxed and informal. So I would be allowed to speak freely and without risk at meal times. It had begun to seem perfectly natural that we were all naked, though my eyes were drawn to dads sweet cock, and mums gorgeous tits and gash.

It was genuine that the house they were buying fell through. The couple selling were in poor health and one of them yesterday was rushed to hospital. It just wasn't right to force them move out. That said, mum and dad admitted they had a decades long fantasy to boss someone around sexually. It hadn't worked when they tried it as a couple and they had put it off when my sister and I were around. Then they were focused on getting the business started and when it was they hoped to unleash their fantasy.

But that was when my sister started to turn up with her young kids as her relationship got stormy. She expected to be put up, I now found out rent free, for several periods of months on end. Any hopes mum and dad had of bringing her into their desires soon evaporated as she was such a priggish prude.

And so as the years went on their fantasies and desires went unfulfilled and dwindled, but after my erotically charged phone calls with mum they had reignited. They were sure I was open to willingly engage with their incestuous desires and perversions. Their plan was to move into their new place and then invite me over to stay and play.

Well, they were assuredly right about me and the purchase falling through just accelerated our delicious introduction to incest and family fetishes. We kicked around ideas to buy a place together, or extend and upgrade my place. And we chatted over if there was ever a way we could bring Prissy Sister into the family fun. We all admitted to lifelong dreams of fucking and sucking her.

Mum explained she was so very highly sexual due to naturally high levels of testosterone, expressed in her enlarged clitoris. If anything her sex drive had just increased with age and dad knew he now couldn't fulfil her, so they were excited to have me help her sate her desires. We could also explore our own lifelong bisexual fantasies with each other, which mum said she was most desperate to watch, father, son, lovers.

We all admitted having long had dreams of sex with each other, not when I was young but it fired up in all of us when I stayed back briefly after college. I had matured from a boy to a man in that time and so had our feelings for each other aroused with maturity. But back then I was just about to meet my future wife of almost 20 years and immediately start a family. They were quitting their successful jobs so were consumed by starting the business which took a few years, but became even more successful, rather like I had with my job and business.

But now, well, at 42 and their 60 we now had the time, the privacy and the comfort of money to fully indulge our incestuous desires. To me it seemed perfect, two people whom I didn't have to worry worry about why we loved each other. A woman with a strong Libido but deliciously barren, so no four weekly moods swings and pregnancy fears. And a handsome man to explore the homosexual urgings I had long suppressed.

We had drinks after dinner talking over this and that as well he some dirty desires we might like to share. It had been quite a day for all of us with some exquisite, unexpected exertions and a relatively early night was needed. None of us were in the first flush of youth and needed time recover from todays perversions and get fitter for future ones. Dad and I also needed to recharge sperm leaves in our deliciously drained testicles.

I stood up to clean the tables, marking the moment I was back in Obedience mode. Mum beckoned me over.

"Oh my you do look stunning sweetie, and these..." mum pushed my now throbbing cock aside and pinched a testes lightly between the fingers and thumb of each hand. "...and everything in them belong to us, you mother and father. Isn't that right sweetie?"

"Yes Mother, yes father, I carry them but they are your testicles and all my sperm belongs to you!" I smiled happily at them, delighted to be so pledged.

"Now Angel, I think we need a shower before bed and I think our sweet boy should wash us down." We walked to the show, my cock and balls swinging delightfully.

The shower was a double overhead, we had fitted as we had always loved showering with each other before our split. It is a super, sensual thing to do. I lathered the soap up and using just my hands washed them all over. I paid their most intimate places the most special, sensuous attention.

Starting with dad and then mum, after slowly and soapily fingering each of their assholes I rinsed them off then knelt down to clean them properly, with my tongue and lips. Each parent had a long, luscious anal rimming which had them murmuring and trembling with this most intimate pleasuring.

I rimmed mum last and she turned round, water streaming over her engorged gash, her sweet lady cock erect, like a thumb cocked straight up. Wordlessly she put one hand behind my head and pulled me into her vulva, guiding her clitoris into my mouth with the other. Then she pulled my head into her with both hands and started twerking her hips.

What a joy it was to feel mum sliding in and out of my mouth, as best I could I suckled her lady cock, pushing it between my tongue and top palate. Need less to say as mum face fucked me my own cock was again rock hard and throbbing urgently, I was desperate to breed with my mother once more. Or for the first time to breed my father for that matter.

The rate of mums tweaking increased, her thrusts getting more powerful. Dad stood behind me and braced himself against the back of my head, the underside of his cock rubbing on the top of my head. As mums moans of pleasure neared a peak I looked up at her and she smiled briefly before her eyes rolled back and she convulsed one last, powerful thrust into my mouth.

She held me there as bed body trembled, bracing herself on dad and myself. Her eyes flickered open and she smiled down at me and slowly, oh so slowly moved her clitoris gently in my mouth, panting slightly as each micro-thrust kept her on her ecstatic peak. Above me she leant into dad and if felt like they must be kissing, but I couldn't see anything.

Mum pulled herself away, slipping out of my mouth. She pulled me to my feet and into her for a passionate kiss, slowly stroking my cock as she did with one hand, and out the corner of my eye I saw dads cock in her other hand. We were neither given relief though, with a sigh she stepped away.

"Save yourselves for the morning my darlings, I want you to still be hard when you come to bed. Save yourselves." She looked at each of us and smiled seductively. "But otherwise enjoy yourselves whilst I do my hair." With that she stepped out the shower.

Dad pulled me to him and we started to kiss, our cocks pressed up against out belly's. "I can't wait to be fucked by you son." He whispered in my ear. "Been dreaming of that for twenty years."

"Me too father, me too." I shuddered with delight. He pulled back slightly, smiling and looked at me quizzically.

"Which son, me to fuck you or you to fuck me?"

I chuckled. "Both father, both!" With that I lowered myself to my knees and fed his hard cock into my mouth. His hands caressed the back of my head as I worked my tongue around his glans corona.

"Oh my sweet son, that's so good." I reached my hands round his ass and spread his cheeks until I was fingering his anus. As I touched him there he involuntarily thrust forward, sliding his cock to the back of my throat. "Oh my, I have to stop son or I will cum." Reluctantly he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

Dad looked down at me and reached to pull me up, then slid to his knees. He guided my cock into his mouth, the glans resting just inside his lips. He grabbed hold of my ass to brace himself and slowly nodded his head up and down my shaft. God it felt good, with an added thrill it was dad sucking me off, a twenty plus years fantasy realised.

"Oh dad, I love you!" I gasped as he pleasured my cock, then I felt him fondling my testicles and that gave me a rush of sensation. "I have to stop dad or I will cum again." He pulled his head back, catching my cock as it fell out of his mouth.

"Turn round son and bend over." I did so and felt him spread my ass cheeks and then the flick of his tongue on my anus. I bent forward and moved my feet further apart to open my ass open up for him. It felt so good to have my anus licked and sucked, but without the on rush of sensation that would make me cum. That it was dad doing it just made it feel so much more intimate, so much more enjoyable.

Mum called in that she was ready, I helped dad get to his feet and we quickly kissed before turning off the shower and slowly towelling each other down.

"Oh my boys, so pleased to see you are both still hard!" Mum was led in the middle of the bed facing us, legs akimbo, both hands fondling and pleasuring her womanhood. "Well don't just stand there boys!" She snapped at us.

We lay on our sides, either side of her, with one hand we took over massaging her cunt lips, as she worked fingers and a thumb on the shaft of her clitoris. With the other hand we each took one of her lunch tits and took suck of a nipple. Dad and I interlocked our fingers as we teased them into the gaping folds of her labia, working our thumbs at the hard base of her clitoris, as she stroked herself.

Mum soon started trembling and her breathing was fast. She moaned as the waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over her, but none of us slowed our sensual ministrations. The loving attention of her husband, her son and her own hand kept her roiling at or near the peak of ecstasy as we all kept pleasuring her.

What a magnificent woman she was, given over completely to sexual desire and frenzy, lost in the intense, immense pleasure her body could be, and now was, given by herself and the two men who loved her most.