The Undeniable

Chapter: 1

A Night Out to Remember

When you wake up in the morning with your better half at your side, the physical connection is bliss. It had been months since Vivian (my Mom) and I started to share the same bed. Yet, it never ceased to feel amazing, having her stout, warm body against me. Sometimes we cuddle under the covers or we reap the benefits of a good old fashion morning sex before breakfast.

It had been a month and five days since I began college, just a dozen minute drive from home. Things were going nice and dandy. I got to meet new people, make some friends and was accepted to the swim team competing for the institution. My studies were between fine and great, and things were looking up every week.

The only snag I could think of was the amount of girls trying to get my phone number in order to hangout or something. They were pretty, beautiful even, but it never went anywhere with any of them. Mom was all the companionship I needed. She was smart, creative and sweet with a heart of gold. She could cook the best meals ever; she was playful and always mindful of my needs. What more could I ask?

The mere thought of her was in my mind, as I extended my hand on her side of the bed only to find out that she wasn't there. Figuring that she must be in the kitchen, I remained lying on my back, glancing at the ceiling until I got bored, fully awake to start my day. Wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, I exited the bedroom and walked across the corridor until I found her bent over the sink to rinse the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher.

With her bronde hair tied in a bun, and her black leggings full of that MILF booty below her loose-fitting tank-top, Vivian seemed even more gorgeous with the sun shining from the window, viewing the backyard. Even though she heard me approaching, she feigned ignorance until I hugged her by the waist from behind.

"Good morning," I whispered to her ear with my semi-erect cock pressed against her generous ass.

"Good morning, honey," she replied after lifting her upper body only to push her matronly rump more intimately against my pelvis. "Slept well?"

"Like a baby," I said before I softly nibbled her earlobe and then trailed the tender skin of her neck with kisses until I reached her shoulder.

"Noah, I... I have something to tell you."

A little surprised, I stopped teasing her and drew back my head to see if there was something wrong. My concern grew as Vivian spun around and took my hands to hold them tight in her palms. She looked at me in a way she never did before. I could tell her feelings were mixed between anxiousness, fear and somewhat excitement. Whatever she had to say, it was pretty damn important, perhaps even life-changing.

"What is it?" I asked, starting to feel a little contaminated by her nervous demeanor.

"I... I am... I'm pregnant," she finally spat out, her brown eyes in tears. "I'm pregnant, Noah."

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Two Months and a Half Earlier

"Coda, here we go, baby!" LeShawna enthusiastically shouted as soon as we were on our way to the nightclub inside a Sedan limousine that Mom and I acquired for the evening.

As we had planned for over a week, LeShawna and her young lover, Don came to visit Toronto by flight in order to spend time with us for old time's sake. The ladies were so happy to see each other the day we picked them up from the airport and invited them to our home for supper. We would've gladly allowed them to stay at our house for the weekend, but LeShawna already reserved a luxury condo for rent in the city to stay the night.

The night out to the club was my idea for the next evening where I thought we could party like we did on the cruise. Everyone agreed of course, thus here we were, cruising in a fancy limo downtown with a glass of Champagne each. Given that we were practically married, Vivian and I, this was kind of a celebration for our engagement.

I was wearing a simple white shirt with short sleeves, while my chestnut brown hair looked sharp and handsome with the small dose of gel I coated the top of my head with. As for my dear mother and wife, she was as ravishing as ever for the night in her cherry red dress matched with a pair of stockings that made her shapely legs look appealingly feminine along with her high heels on her feet. I thought her curves seemed enticing the first time I saw her in that outfit. But after months of consistent exercise on the bed with me, or in the gym, she might as well be a Lane Bryant model with her eye-catching waist that was narrow between her big breasts capable of forming the loveliest cleavage, and her wide, flared hips matched with her luscious ass.

Besides Mom and her flawless hair, LeShawna was just as gorgeous, wearing a black, sleeveless bodycon dress that suited her sizable hourglass figure that complimented her buxom, voluptuous and Amazonian shape. I always thought she was a beautiful and well-toned, mature woman with her chocolate milk skin and her big curves in all the right places.

For a female powerlifter, she had an amazingly flat abdomen, which was why she fitted so well in her dress. Not to mention her dark, curly, long hair associated with a beautiful face gifted with a full lipped mouth naturally curved upward on the corners, condemning her with a permanent smile.

Along for the ride, Don looked all right with his dashing, short sleeved shirt like me, his high top fade haircut on his head, and with his good-looking face, freshly shaven. Still the friendly and easy going dude that I met on the cruise, we stayed in touch, chatted and kept each other posted on our sportive pursuits, which was why I knew we were going to have a great night, all four of us.

The club was crowded with a lot of beautiful people. Vivian was a little intimidated at first, feeling out of place with all these hot young girls parading their assets. Fortunately, it was nothing a few drinks couldn't fix at the bar.

"I dunno about you, but sexy here and I are gonna dance," Don said over the music before he dragged a giggling LeShawna by the hand to hit the dance floor.

Emboldened by our two friends, Mom and I went for it to put our moves to the test. Like before on the Oceanus, we danced under the influence of alcohol, as we got into the groove, performing slick moves that drew us closer until Vivian backed up against me to grind her sexy ass into my crotch. I could feel my cock getting hard, while I held her by the hips, gyrating right back against her to make sure she could feel my boner rubbing her cheeks. Don was in the same position I was, with LeShawna twerking her black ass against his thrusting hips.

After a few more potent drinks and several songs, a slow grind tune came on for us to get even more intimate. Nobody around us would have thought, or even guessed that Vivian was my mother the way I glided my hands up her torso to caress her breasts. To the guys that must have been watching, she was a hot MILF who had me under her thumb. Paying them no mind, we danced the evening away until it was time for us to head back at the condo where we were invited to stay for the night, liquored up as we all were.

After a quick ride in the limo, and a brief ascension in the elevator, the four of us made it to the living room on an L-shaped sofa where Don sat on one side and me on the opposite. As soon as our respective ladies joined us by flopping down beside us, we started laughing over anything that came out of our mouths. The dirty jokes we exchanged would be enough to make a comedian blush with the Mojitos that we shared from a bottle.

One conversation led to another until out of the blue, we started talking about group sex. Having seen a few videos of this type of content on PornHub, I thought it was pretty hot watching four to six people having sex as pairs in one room. Over time, it was more of a distant fantasy than anything else until that night.

Intoxicated as we all were; the notion of having sex with Vivian in the presence of our friends seemed ridiculous, but tempting at the same time. As the conversation on the matter dragged on, one thing led to another, while Don and LeShawna were cuddling, touching and even groping each other until they were all out molesting one another's parts right in front of us. A minute or two later, the beautiful black woman was on her knees between the legs of her young lover just so she could unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants and underwear. I tried to avoid looking at his black junk, but it was a little hard to miss when it came out, free and hard as a rock. Let's just say that it was big enough for LeShawna to hold the shaft like a sword with her two hands the moment she grabbed him in order to lean forward and lick the sides of his dark brown nut.

I remember his eyes widened as her pink tongue went down his fleshy shaft all the way to his ball sack. Then he shivered with pleasure, as she was smooching her way up his canon until her full lips were all over his dickhead.

"Holy shit!" I said, amazed to see the female powerlifter circling her tongue around Don's glans as if it was the sweetest, tastiest lollipop she ever licked.

That was before I noticed the pair of hands that were fiddling with my own belt to open my pants. And those pretty hands belonged to none other than Vivian who had knelt before me to spread my legs open and snatch out my manhood already pointed at her beautiful face.

"Holy shit!" I repeated after my wife-of-a-mother guided my dick straight into her mouth before her lips were sealed tight around my shaft that she immediately began to suck, as if she had been starving for it this whole time.

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The view of the city was beautiful this evening from the large windows of the living room enlightened from the light of the ceiling above the debauchery that was taking place.

"Mmmhhh!" I shivered, reclined against the cushion of the sofa with my pants and boxers around my ankles, as my sweet mother took her time, using both her hands to pump my throbbing shaft, and suck on the head of my cock.

The lewd, slurping noises that came out of her vacuuming mouth was accompanied by the muffled moans of LeShawna with the mouthful of dick she had in her hands with Don, who was savoring the moment, laid back over the couch, like I was. Her head was bobbing up and down faster the further down she went to take in more of her stallion's black pole. Meanwhile, Vivian carried on with her wifely and motherly duty of blowing my engorged cock soaked wet with saliva.

One time, she took a break, running her tongue up and down along my rigid meat, and delivering sweet pecks all over until she guided the tip back into her mouth. Her tongue was gliding under my erection by the time she started bobbing her head over my crotch, as if to catch up with LeShawna's tempo by sound. By the way things were rapidly going down; the ladies were moaning and purring in chorus, as if they were communicating the pleasure they were reaping in sucking our dicks, like succubuses of ancient myth.

I thought that it couldn't get any better, but I was wrong the moment Mom popped her lips from my strawberry-shaped glans and placed her hands on my kneecaps for leverage to gingerly stand up, towering over me on her high heels. Inebriated as I was of both liquor and lust, I slowly registered the fact that my motherly wife had reached underneath the edge of her short skirt to shed down her drenched, red laced panties from her wide, rounded hips until she made them slid down her stocking-clad legs straight around her ankles. My animalistic hunger was getting the better of me when Vivian kicked her skimpy underwear aside and peeled up her dress while spontaneously pivoting around to serve her naked, doughy ass on a silver platter, so to speak.

"Lube me up, honey," she said to me, her voice soft and sultry.

At this point, Mom didn't give a rat's ass that we weren't alone, and neither did I when I dung my fingers into her fleshy cheeks, and spread them apart to plunge my mouth in her crack where my tongue started excavating her anus. Since I first introduced her to butt stuff, Vivian became something of an anal enthusiast, especially since she stopped using birth control pills in preparation for her future pregnancy.

"Dayum, girl! I never would've guessed that you like it dirty," LeShawna said, as a compliment, while giving a quick handjob to her man.

"What can I say," Mom replied, before she moaned the moment my soft tongue pushed through her puckered orifice. "The anus is rich in nerve endings... so we might as well use 'em for... mmhhh... for the f-fun of it... ohh, baby!"

Very pleased to have drawn out such a delightful reaction from my anilingus-loving wife, I grinned, as my tongue was at work, jabbing through her rectum in a successive back and forth motion. And for the few minutes that followed so swiftly, my attention was entirely devoted to my wife's bakery of an ass. It never ceased to amaze me how warmer, thicker and softer her buns were with my face further buried between her large mounds. It was as if some sort of primal instinct was taking over, urging me to venture into Vivian's most private place where I was given an exclusive VIP membership.

Feeling her quivering as her hips gently pressed back onto my face made me extra voracious for both her ass and her pussy. I didn't care if we were being watched by our friends. All that mattered was my need to sink in further. My chin was soaked by the juices of her cunt, as the taste of her anus tingled with my taste buds with every plunge of my tongue, searching for more flesh to graze.

"All right... okay, young man... that'll do," Vivian shuddered before she reluctantly removed her ass from my face and spun around to face me, while looking sexually in trance with her eyes fully dilated and her cheeks blushing all over.

Without adding another word, she climbed on top of my lap, and awkwardly hovered over me before my fully erect cock was led by her right hand for my bulbous tip to find the entrance to her gushing, wet A-hole. With my shaft coated with warm precum mixed with fresh saliva, it was almost too easy, entering her tight backdoor with the benefit of a significant amount of practice that we had back home.

Mom whined after plunging half of my length up inside her in one, swift, downward thrust that also made me gasp. And my hands were already on her thighs, at the top edge of her stockings when she moaned again the moment her full-figured body ascended and descended back down to impale herself deeper and deeper onto my fleshy sword. It took her at least a minute of sitting still, while straddling my hips before she instinctively began to rock her haunches, using my rod to feel the utter fullness that she had been craving for.

"Ugh, yyyess... that's so good!" Vivian faintly uttered, as soon as her ass was fully adjusted to my size for her body to autonomously bounce up and down.

Her hands were gripped after the recliner on either side of my head when the pounding began with her buxom tits quaking in the cleavage of her dress. She was mewling by the time she rode me, bouncing her round, thick ass with full, heavy strokes as we were all out, fervently fornicating on the comfortable couch. We were getting carried away so fast that I popped her utters out of that red dress of hers after unzipping it, just so I could finally smother my face into the tender flesh of her plain orbs. Her left hand was pressing against the back of my head, while my lips were tightly sealed on one of her rock-hard nipples on which I groaned and greedily suckled with the hunger of a feisty baby.

I was doing my best to buck my hips upward and match the rhythm of my mother's insisting strokes, relishing once more in eagerly stuffing her sweet, claustrophobic anus with my throbbing, hard cock that was squeezing its way in and out. We've been at it for what seemed like a while, and Vivian was tirelessly on my case, riding me like a bronco, while slamming her ass on my lap.

Meanwhile as I watched this goddess of a woman in action, the black couple caught my eye from their side of the sofa. Don was still sitting, his pants pushed all the way down his ankles, and his mouth latched onto LeShawna's wobbling breast. Speaking of her, the sexy powerlifter was straddling the strong legs of her basketball player-of-a-lover with the skirt of her dress hitched up past her large hips, and with her top pushed down around her waist, riding her young steed like there was no tomorrow.

Her moans and squeals were loudly unsubtle as her naked, round, big black ass pounded down onto Don's thighs. As she was already near her first orgasm, the middle-aged woman cried out in relieving pleasure before she arched her back and sat up straight, causing her boob to pop out of her lover's mouth. It was pretty awesome, seeing her climax like that before she quickly recovered and resumed bouncing her rippling butt up and down. Her bounding hips were by then rising higher and higher, to the point that I could almost see Don's thick, glistening cock appear and disappear in and out of the clutching folds of LeShawna's drooling sex

From my perspective, Don was like an anvil, and his woman was the hammer. She was hammering him so hard in fact that he seemed to be sinking deeper into the soft cushions of the couch. I mentally encouraged my friend to hold on; as I began to worry that the wanton female powerlifter might actually fuck him to death.

"Oh shit...ohh shit!" Don groaned, his hands gripped tight on her haunches. "I'm about to blow!"

"Yeah, baby! That's ma boy!" LeShawna cried out, their bodies slamming into each other faster. "Bust that nut inside me! I want that creampie!"

"Ohhh Noah... sweety!" Vivian suddenly hollered in urgent ecstasy. "I'm so close... gonna... I'm gonna..."

And just like that, all four of us collectively climaxed, as we kept on thrashing in wild, uncontrollable abandon. LeShawna trembled as the powerful orgasm rolled through her body, while my mother convulsed, her mouth agape in a silent scream to the seventh heaven.

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The afterglow punctuated by the euphoria of our coupling lasted for a good while, long after Don and I each blew our loads inside our respective ladies. We could have called it a night, but we boys still had some juice left in us for another round, while our two MILFs were also still in for some more snu snu. Regardless that we were completely nude, we made it into a room containing the largest bed I had ever seen. I learned later that it was an Alaskan king size, meant for four people at most, which was perfect for us to continue the fun without a care in the world that we were about to share the same bed.

Don was the first to get into business with LeShawna after a little foreplay before he climbed on top of her in missionary, guided his cock to her pussy, grabbed a hold of her hips, and pushed the bun inside the oven. The scream of joy she bellowed was all the motivation he needed to sink the whole length of his black dick all the way in before he began to pound away, watching her big tits bounce back and forth.

While they were busy moaning and fucking on their side of the bed, Vivian was also on her back with her ass on the edge of the mattress where I stood between her legs to grab a hold of her knees so that her calves could rest on my shoulders with her feet up in the air. With a helping hand, Mom directed my rod in target with her anus already lubricated with some of my load still inside. I practically had to bend my beautiful wife in half to gain the best angle possible for me to penetrate her as easily as a knife through butter.