All characters, according to Literotica guidelines are 18 and over who are engaged in sexual activity.
Boobs are big yes. Don't bother me with it. My story. My fantasy.
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I awoke one morning, the sun shining on my face through the blinds Emily, Victoria and Mom boobs still had icing on them and the bed still had the aroma of beer and cheese.
Best party ever, I thought as I managed to slip my hand through the handcuff. The three still was passed out, having rode me the previous day for almost 14 consecutive hours.
I stretched and softly slapped Emily's ass. She giggled and rolled over groggily before kissing me passionately. "You enjoy your birthday baby?"
"Absolutely," I replied, "but I cant really tell who liked it more. Me or you three."
She laughed and kissed me again before she and Victoria went home. I then went to hop in the shower. Not long after I started, the curtain pulled open, showing Mom in all her naked glory.
"Breeding to do today baby?" she asked, getting in with me, rubbing her cunt against my shaft.
"No," I replied as I slowly slid inside her wet pussy, "I just want to fuck you senseless for the rest of the day."
"Mmm..." she moaned, "sounds good..."
"My hung baby was a real tiger last night." Mom said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around my neck, "It seems like yesterday I was just bringing you from the hospital, now look at us."
"True," I replied with a chuckle, "just look."
I slammed my cock into her, making her cry out as I fucked her hard against the shower wall.
"That's it my hung man!" Mom shouted, "shove that hard cock in my pussy."
"Yeah," I taunted as I sucked on her ear and neck, "you like that?"
"Yes!" Mom screamed, "Make love to Mommy!!"
- -
The doorbell rung and I awoke with a start. Mom lay on my chest, her soft hand still on my semi-hard prick. Finding my shorts, I went to the door.
There stood a young brunette with some perfect and round 32H boobs in her bright yellow blouse and red and white skirt.
"Who is it Kyle?" Mom asked as she walked to the door, surprisingly having completely dressed and erased all signs of just having had 8 orgasms.
"Brooke!?" Mom asked as she saw her.
"Marie!!" Brooke cried as she rushed past me and they wrapped each other in a tight hug. A boy around 4 years old stood outside with a suitcase. He hopped from foot to foot obviously nervous.
"It's been so long!" Mom exclaimed, making me jump, "how have you been?"
I stood there as the two caught up before Mom finally remembered I was there.
"Oh I'm sorry Brooke," Mom said gesturing to me, "this is my son Kyle. And who's this?"
"This my son Charles," Brooke replied and the boy ran up to hug her leg. Mom rubbed his hair. "Such a handsome little man. Come on into the living room. We can catch up and maybe Kyle can keep Charles occupied.
As we went into the living room, the two continued talking. Brooke apparently had been an intern of Mom when she had been in high school. Now, she was a real estate agent.
Her husband, she found, was having an affair. She had left the house along with Charles and went to Mom to help her arrange a case. I wondered how someone could cheat on her. She was a perfectly beautiful woman, almost resembling Mom.
Since her husband was prominent businessman, Brooke needed someone she felt would work hard for her. It was difficult enough for her with Charles. He was often asking when they would see her husband again but she didn't have the heart to tell him the truth..
"Well Brooke," Mom said after she finished speaking, "I'd be happy to take your case. And I promise I'll do all I can so you do get what you deserve and keep your son."
"Thank you Marie," Brooke replied, wiping away tears, "I couldn't do this by myself."
They hugged again and Brooke stood, smoothing out her skirt. "Well, I'd better find a hotel for Charles and I."
"Absolutely not!" Mom resolutely said, "I wouldn't think to have my friend stay at a hotel when there is plenty of room here."
I helped prepare my sister's old room for Brooke and my brother's for Charles across the hall. Brooke attempted to turn down Mom's offer but she wouldn't have it. After we done, Charles went to play in the backyard as I sat in the kitchen with Mom and Brooke.
"Sometimes I miss Will," Brooke said as she swished her wine in her glass, "but then I can't get over the image of seeing him fucking that tramp in our own bed."
"I know the feeling." Mom replied, "Frank cheated on me as well. But..."
Mom looked at me without Brooke noticing. "... everything worked out."
- -
Later that day, as I went upstairs to play video games with Charles, Mom called me into her room.
"Yeah Mom?" I asked, desperate to fuck her again.
"I have a question for you," she said, "and I need you to be completely honest with me."
I nodded and she kissed me warmly. "Do you find Brooke attractive?"
"Sure Mom," I replied, still not knowing where she was going with this, "I think she's a beautiful woman."
"Good, because... I'm considering making this permanent."
"Huh?" I asked in shock.
"I was talking to her today. She doesn't care what Will gets. She just wants to keep Charles from him. I can see it in her eyes though Kyle. She is desperate need of getting fucked."
I didn't respond.
"I thought you'd be excited baby." Mom said with a hint of a frown.
If there was one thing I hated, it was seeing Mom disappointed. Especially with me. "I am excited Mom. I'm also somewhat nervous. I've never come on to a woman though. If she says no, then what could happen to you and me?"
Mom ran her hand up my chest and rubbed my print. "Seems like a fun challenge..."
I nodded. "I would love to fuck her though, Mom. Especially if it will make you happy."
"Oh it definitely will," Mom replied, "besides you're wearing your poor Mommy out. Not that I'm complaining."
I responded with a wide smile. Mom backed up. "No..."
In a flash, I picked her up and lay her on the bed, pulling down her pants. "Baby, Brooke is right downstairs."
I pressed my lips to hers and she stayed quiet and pulled out my cock. Seeing my full hardness slapping beneath my knee, she said, "Fuck it."
Thus we did. Again and again despite Brooke just feet away.
- -
A few days later, I walked to the kitchen but stopped once I remembered Mom's conversation with me from the night before.
From the angle she was standing, Mom could see me and she silently acknowledged I was there.
"So Brooke," Mom asked, "did you have fun on your date last night?"
"I thought I was," Brooke replied as she helped Mom make biscuits for breakfast, "but like always all they care about is the bedroom."
Mom nodded, more at me than Brooke.
"You know Brooke," Mom said as she put them into the oven, "I think I may have someone for you."
"Oh Marie," Brooke chuckled, "I couldn't have you do that. Especially with a total stranger."
"Oh he isn't a stranger. You know him so well, you could practically say you live under the same roof."
Brooke still seemed skeptical.
"Come on Brooke," Mom encouraged, "you need this. Your husband moved on. Now, it's your turn to push him fully from your life."
"You're right," Brooke finally said with a voice of determination, "I can't wait to have a thick hard cock pulsing inside me."
The conversation already had me rock hard. "Okay," Mom said, "you go check on things at your next showing and he'll be here when you get back. Buy yourself some nice lingerie. You'll want every inch, trust me. Don't worry, I'll keep Kyle occupied."
Brooke hurriedly gathered her things and I rushed to the end of the stairs.
"Kyle!" Brooke exclaimed, seeing me as she prepared to leave.
"Huh? Oh. Good morning Brooke," I said, maintaining my best impression that I had just woke up, "is breakfast ready?"
"Just about," she happily replied, "I'll see you later." She then practically flew out the door.
"Well someone's happy," I said as I walked up to Mom.
"She certainly is," Mom replied, "I know it hasn't been easy going without our sessions. It hasn't for me either. But I hope today will more than make up for it. And before I forget..."
She got to her knees. "We want this good and hard to win over Brooke."