I heard her coming down the stairs. The basement was dark, except for the glow of the television and the screen of my laptop, and she cursed as she missed the last step. She stumbled over to where I was sitting and spoke with a sultry voice. "Watcha doing in the dark, little guy," she giggled, "watching something interesting?" "Just hanging out," I replied. She stood looking at me, hands on her hips, with a sly smile on h...

My mind raced with the memory of my mom fingering herself by the stairs. I looked over at Karen, her cum-covered face smiling at me, and ran my hand up her leg. I pushed one leg to the floor and lifted her other up on top of the couch, spreading them wide, and put my finger on her wide-open pussy.  She giggled as I ran my fingers through the light curls of brown hair that surrounded her pussy. I stuck it between the big,...

I woke up about eleven the next day. My soft cock was crusty with the leftovers of my sister's pussy juice and my dried jizz. As I thought about it my cock started to squirm and lengthen. The memory of fucking Karen's willing mouth, juicy snatch and her big bouncy tits was making me hard. The image of Mom fingering herself while she watched made my now-swollen snake twitch. A knock on the door interupted my thoughts. "Com...

It was Thursday night as I was playing Skyrim that I heard the noise. I lowered the volume and listened to the creaking of the bed overhead. Dad was fucking Mom. The creaking sped up and suddenly stopped. That was fast. I heard footsteps overhead, going into their bathroom, followed by a flush and running water. The steps then went towards the kitchen and stopped. Not heavy steps so I assumed it was Mom. No further noise....

I opened my eyes and looked around. It took a moment to realize I was in Mom and Dad's room. I looked at my right hand. It was crusty with dried, flaking cum. Holy shit - I had really fucked my mom! She came into the room and stood beside the bed. She was wearing black yoga pants and a white sports bra. Her big tits were spilling out of it. Her hair was in a long pony-tail. How does she always look so fucking hot?  "Good...

The pressure on my balls woke me up. I opened my eyes to see Mom's foot, wrapped in a white high heel, pressing into my sack. "Time to get up, baby," she said, "we have things to do." I had dozed off in the living room chair. "What time is it?" I asked. "Time to go shopping," she called from the hallway, "go shower and put on the clothes I put out for you." I showered and put on the clothes. Black dress pants, socks, and ...

I woke up in Mom's bed alone again. I lay there as the afternoon's shopping trip ran through my head like a porn movie. All those women... fucking Mom like that...  fucking that woman and jerking on her huge tits. Red and Blondie. Fucking awesome. "Go shower and change your laundry over, then come for a sandwich," Mom called from the kitchen. I did as she requested, putting on a pair of shorts, and sat down in the kitchen...

I rolled over and put my arm across Mom's waist and tucked myself up tight to her ass. I smelled her hair as I slid my hand up and cupped her bra-covered tit, enjoying the silk, and squeezed gently. She moaned and pushed her ass into me. My cock responded to the pressure by growing as it rested between her cheeks. "Mmm... good morning, baby," she moaned. I started pushing my cock against her and nuzzled her neck. "Not jus...