These stories will feature mature mothers with big, fake breasts enjoying the over-sized endowments of their sons. If that's not something you want to read then go find something else on this excellent site.
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Everyone involved is 18 or over.
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Jessica Cooper stood at her breakfast bar, looking at her children as they sat at the table enjoying breakfast. Children hardly described them - Hank was 18, his brother Lucas was 19 and the eldest, their sister Kelly, was 20. Each of them were good looking and in great shape, the boys using their basement gym regularly to become trim, muscular hunks while Kelly had inherited Jessica's naturally slim figure. Of course, just like her mother, she'd had her boobs done and now sported a huge rack like Jessica's which turned her from gorgeous girl next door to the hottest porno star next door. Well, maybe with the exception of her mother.
It was no wonder, Jessica thought, that they'd all started having sex a few weeks ago. Hank and Lucas, she'd happily discovered, were more than blessed when it came to the size of their cocks and were happy to share with their mother and sister. Kelly, in turn, had quickly embraced her incestuous desires, fucking with both her brothers and their mom.
The only one left out was their father, Henry. Being much older than Jessica, Henry had let his attention wander to other things - mostly golf - and while Jessica still loved him, she had no interest in getting him involved with the affairs she was having with their offspring. That he was away so often - this morning he was playing a round - allowed her, her sons and daughter as much time as they needed to indulge their desires.
"So what's the plan today, mom?" Hank asked.
Jessica smiled as she saw him blatantly leer at her - hardly surprising as she stood wearing one of his shirts, half unbuttoned, her trim legs visible beneath the hem, her huge, fake tits pushing the sides apart, revealing most of her swelling chest.
"I thought the four of us might head out for a picnic. Get away from the town, find somewhere quiet to sit and eat and then fuck each other silly. How does that sound to you?"
All three of them grinned at her.
"I like that idea, mom," Kelly said, reaching across to Lucas and running her hand up his thigh, cupping his bulging crotch. "Though I'm not sure I can wait that long."
They all watched as Kelly slid off her seat and on to the floor between her brother's legs, pulling his boxer shorts down to reveal the thick, half-hard length of his cock. Moaning in delight, she took the spongy head into her mouth and started sucking gently on it, looking up at Lucas the whole time.
"Fuck, sis," he sighed, watching her blow him.
Hank turned to his mother, fishing his own cock out of his shorts. "What do you say, mom? Want to join in?"
As Jessica stepped out from behind the breakfast bar, there came a loud banging on the front door, making all of them stop.
"Tidy yourselves up for a minute," Jessica said, quickly buttoning her shirt up before walking out to the door and opening it. There was no-one there by the time she arrived, though an envelope was taped to the glass. She peeled it off, looked around, then headed back to the kitchen.
"Who was it, mom?" Hank asked.
"Don't know," she said, "but they left this." She waved the envelope for a second before sliding her finger under the flap and taking out the sheet of paper inside. "Oh shit," she said after reading it.
All three of her children stood and walked over to her.
"What is it, mom?" Kelly asked. Jessica handed her the paper. "I know what you and your sons and daughter do together," she read aloud. "Don't believe me? You can find proof here - and then there's a web address - If you tell anyone about this note, I will go to the police. Contact me via IM as soon as you get this - and there's an IM name at the end."
"Shit, mom," Lucas said. "What are we gonna do now?"
"I'm not sure, honey," Jessica said. "I guess we message this son of a bitch and find out what he wants."
A few minutes later, Jessica sat at the PC in the family room, Hank, Lucas and Kelly standing behind her, watching as she logged into her IM account and connected with the username - drbt - the note had supplied.
>>Good morning, Jessica. How are you?<< drbt typed on her screen.
>>Apart from being blackmailed, I'm fine.<< Jessica replied.
>>Blackmail is such an ugly word... let's just say I'm... persuading you<<
"No, you're blackmailing me you bastard," Jessica said.
>>Persuading me to do what?<< she typed.
>>You're happy to fuck with your sons... I'd like you to help me fuck a friend of yours... and maybe you as well ;) << drbt typed.
>>You said you had proof.<<
>>Sure... here's that link...<<
A link - the same one from the letter - appeared in her chat window and she clicked it. A page opened in her browser and a video started automatically. It was shot from high up and looked down into Jessica's back garden and pool. The four of them watched for a few minutes as the video showed them from a few days before, fucking and sucking with each other.
"Well, he's definitely got proof," Hank said.
Lucas ran out to the pool area and came back as quick as he could. "Yeah, there's some sort of security camera up on the wall. I'll get it down once we've finished with this guy."
Jessica returned to the chat window.
>>So you want to fuck me as well?<< Jessica typed. >>Is your dick as big as my boys?<<
>>Not quite... but its almost as big<<
>>Who's my friend you want to fuck?<<
>>Samantha Moore. I know she fucks her stepson as well... and I know you and her fucked him together<<
Jessica paused. "Me and Samantha have only got together once with Adam," she said. "At Franklin's funeral."
"You think this guy was there?" Kelly asked.
"Seems possible," Jessica said. "Trouble is, so many of Franklin's friends and workers were there. It could be anyone."
>>Why Samantha?<< Jessica typed.
>>I've wanted her for so long... but she's never looked at me<< drbt replied.
"Hardly surprising if you're the sort of fucker who resorts to blackmail," Hank said.
>>So what now?<<
>>Speak with Samantha... arrange a meet... tell no-one else not even your sons and daughter<<
"Too late for that you bastard," Kelly said.
>>Message me tomorrow at 5... I want the meeting to be the day after... in the evening... somewhere neutral like a motel... I wait your call<< drbt typed then signed off.
"Son of a bitch," Hank said. "What now, mom?"
"First things first, I need to let Samantha know what's happening," Jessica said. "Then we need to work out a way to catch this bastard at his own game."
"So you're not going to give in to him?" Kelly asked.
"Hell no. I don't care who he is but no bastard blackmails me into sex. I give it up willingly or not at all."
"Good for you, mom," Lucas said. "Do you want us to help at all?"
Jessica thought for a moment then shook her head. "No, no yet, baby. I need to call Samantha first before we decide anything else."
She left the family room and tracked down her iPhone, calling Samantha who answered quickly.
"Hi Jess, what's up?" she asked in her high, slightly squeaky voice. Jessica filled her in, bringing her up to speed with the note she'd received, the IM conversation and the video she'd watched. "Oh shit," Samantha said. "What are we going to do?"
"What we're NOT going to do is meet this fucker in a motel and have sex with him. We need to come up with a plan."
"I'm pretty sure Adam would happily pound the crap out of the guy," Samantha said.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure Hank and Lucas would help him, too," Jessica said with a laugh. "But he'd probably just release the video and we'd be fucked rather than him. We need a way to ensure his silence."
Jessica's side door that led into the garage opened and her husband, Henry wandered in. "Hi everyone, I'm home!" he called out. "It's starting to rain so we called off the golf. Anyone home?"