The evening was a rather quiet one in the Johnson household. Billy wasn't home, he was at a friend's place. Howard appeared to have something on his mind and spent the whole evening watching television. Sharon was left pretty much to alone and didn't quite know what to do with herself. She still felt a little guilty for her tryst with Billy, but at the same time she still wanted him. Sharon was sure that if Billy were to ask she would willing bend over the kitchen table for him. A shiver of lust went through her 31 year old body as she remembered his big cock jerking in front of her face, his cum shooting all over her face. She had to deliberately control herself to stop her hand from creeping between her thighs at the memory of the way her stepson had slowly fucked her in the bathroom that morning, and the way he had taken her doggy style the previous night at Howard's instruction.
"What's happening to you Sharon?" she asked herself aloud as she sat alone in the kitchen trying to gather her thoughts. She even briefly considered speaking with Howard again and suggesting giving Billy another sex education lesson. But what could she suggest, they'd done just about all there was to do. There was always anal sex which they'd only touched on, but she could hardly go and tell Howard she wanted their son to fuck her up the ass could she? Oral sex was out of the question as Howard didn't like the taste of her so he seemed to assume Billy wouldn't like it either.
"You doing alright in here darling?"
Sharon looked up in surprise to see her husband Howard enter the kitchen. "Oh yes, I'm fine," she replied, rather unconvincingly but Howard didn't seem to notice. He moved up behind her and began to rub her shoulders. "Oh, that's nice," breathed Sharon as Howard massaged the stress from her.
"Why don't we have an early night tonight," suggested Howard, he looked down at her from above, his eyes taking in the sight of her ample breasts swelling out from her chest, the plain white t-shirt she wore was quite tight and left very little of her generous curves to the imagination.
"Okay Howard," nodded Sharon, sleepily. She'd had a few rather sleepless nights recently so a good nights sleep would do her the world of good. Sharon gasped suddenly as she felt Howard's hands reach down from her shoulders to cup and squeeze her large breasts through her t-shirt. Perhaps sleep wasn't the reason Howard wanted an early night after all.
"Mmm," murmured Howard as his hands kneaded her big tits, "Let's go to bed." Sharon didn't protest and let her husband lead her to their bedroom. She'd spent most of the evening thinking about sex, so was quite surprised to find that she didn't really want to fuck Howard, despite her horniness. For some reason, ever since that first time when Billy had squirted his delicious cum into her mouth she'd lost all interest in sex with her husband, but at the same time she wanted to fuck Billy every minute of the day.
Howard yanked Sharon's t-shirt up over her head, he was pleasantly surprised to see that she was braless beneath. He leant forward and sucked on one of Sharon's huge boobs, licking hungrily at the hardening nipple. As much as Sharon didn't want to make love to Howard, she wasn't about to tell him she'd rather his son than him, her husband.
With his lips still glued to Sharon's nipple, Howard's hands fumbled between them, unbuttoning the front of her jeans and peeling them down off her hips. Beneath she had on a pair of lacy white bikini style panties which quickly followed her jeans to the ground. Howard gave a little moan of lust as he slid his lips over to her other nipple which he immediately sucked into his mouth. At the same time his hands reached around and grabbed her soft buttocks, squeezing the firm globes and pulling her now naked body in against him.
Howard then pushed Sharon back onto the bed and gazed down at her nakedness for a moment, "God you're sexy!" he breathed. Howard then stripped off his clothes, revealing a fully erect cock. It was not as big as his son's, but it was hard as a rock, harder than Sharon had ever seen it. They had not had sex since her first night with Billy and Howard was obviously more than ready.
"Please suck my cock Mom," said Howard with a smirk, imitating his son's request.
"Howard!" snapped Sharon.
"Suck me!" urged Howard again, this time more insistently.
"Howard, you know I don't like that," protested Sharon as her husband climbed onto the bed, kneeling by her head and moving his cock towards her face.
"You didn't seem to mind Billy sticking his cock down your throat," retorted Howard, a little angry now, he rubbed the head of his cock across her closed lips.
Sharon paled a little, realizing what he said was true. She would have protested more, but the guilt she felt over her additional trysts with Billy made her relent. Sharon conceded and parted her lips allowing her husbands foul tasting cock into her mouth. Sharon almost gagged at the first taste. While she loved Billy's sweet tasting cock and his salty cum, Howard's penis always tasted of stale urine and dried cum. The one time she had let him shoot in her mouth it had tasted horrible, unlike Billy's sperm which was like the most delicious wine Sharon had ever drunk.
"Oh yeah!" groaned Howard as he pushed his fat cock deep between Sharon's red lips, "That's it, suck my cock baby." Howard took hold of her head with one hand, guiding her up and down on his shaft as he pumped slowly with his hips, fucking her face lustily. He reached down and roughly squeezed and mauled at her big tits while he drove his cock relentlessly deeper into her throat. Sharon submissively allowed him to use her mouth, her tongue swirling and her cheeks sucking as she did her best to make the blowjob as quick and painless as possible.
As Sharon's head bobbed rapidly over his lap, Howard pinched on her nipples and squeezed her massive tits. He lifted one breast up off her chest by her nipple and shook it, enjoying the way the ample flesh jiggled and shook. The sight of her big wobbling tits gave him an idea, he pulled out of Sharon's mouth, much to her relief.
"I want to try what Billy did yesterday," said Howard, maneuvering himself around on the bed so that he was straddling her torso. Sharon didn't complain, at least she didn't have to suck his cock anymore. Howard reached down and gave both her upthrust breasts a rough squeeze. He rolled them around across her chest, mauling and massaging with his coarse hands.
