The anticipation of what was about to happen was almost unbearable. My heart raced with excitement as I stood up and followed the captivating trail of her alluring scent. Leaving Viktor and Jon asleep on the couch, I decided to quickly freshen up with a shower to clear my mind. The hot water felt invigorating as it washed over me, revitalising and energising my senses. Although tempted to linger, I couldn’t wait any longer to be with Inga.
After drying off, I eagerly searched for her and was surprised to find her in the guest bedroom with the door wide open. I paused in the doorway, completely captivated by the stunning sight before me. Inga was caressing herself, running her fingernails across her thick, erect nipples. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Her other hand slid sensuously across her thighs and belly as she watched herself in the full-length freestanding mirror. The fleshy folds of her pussy were parted, open, and waiting hungrily to be entered. She was edging, teasing her body, keeping it in a heightened state of arousal. Every movement she made caused her body to twitch. It was a mesmerising and thrilling sight to behold.
“I am glad we waited; I wanted this to be special for you, my sweet virgin boy.” She smiled softly and patted the bed. “Snuggle up next to me.”
Immediately I obeyed.
We were lying facing each other, embracing tightly. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest as she gently stroked my back. Our lips met in a tender kiss while my hand explored her silky smooth back and voluptuous buttocks. Her tongue eagerly probed at my lips, entering my mouth as our tongues intertwined in a passionate dance, moving slowly like a graceful waltz. The sensation was electrifying, sending shivers down my spine. It was a moment of pure bliss and excitement. Her hand ran through my hair, pulling me closer. The intensity of her passion grew as we touched each other, exploring sensually. Inga reached down, pulling my buttocks towards her as she rolled me over onto my back, straddling me. We were still locked in a hot, passionate embrace as my cock began to harden. She traced her hard nipples over my chest, kissed and licked my neck, and slowly worked her way down my body to my nipples. My erection was now sticking between her soft breasts.
“I am absolutely besotted, Inga. Your beauty is captivating,” I exclaimed, feeling as though I was living in a fairy tale as my heartfelt words brought a smile to her face.
I was irresistibly drawn to Inga, feeling a deep connection as if we were one. As she locked eyes with me, her pupils fully dilated, I felt a surge of excitement. Her head slowly lowered, and I could feel the warmth of her breath on my helmet. It was a moment filled with anticipation, as if the world around us had faded away, leaving only the two of us in our own little bubble of sexual bliss. Inga’s warm mouth engulfed my bulbous head; tenderly, she kissed and traced her tongue over every vein and inch of my pulsing shaft before moving down to suck on my balls. Her soft hands stroked my body before and teased my nipples. Suddenly, I felt my buttocks clench as an orgasm welled; my back arched in preparation, but Inga pushed me back into the bed and stopped pleasuring me.
“Not yet, my sweet. I want you to save yourself for our lovemaking,” Inga rolled onto her back. “James, kiss my body; it’s yours.”
Straddling her body, my heavy balls rested on her mound; I felt her clit pulsing. Gently I took handfuls of her soft breasts and massaged them. Inga moaned as I took turns suckling on her thick, long nipples, driving Inga wild; she writhed beneath me. Slowly and deliberately, I moved down her body until her engorged, throbbing clit was inches from my face. Barely touching, I extended my tongue and circled the pearl as she watched. “Oh my God, that feels good, sweetie,” she gasped as I traced my tongue down her fleshy folds and up her slit, digging deep to taste her; she quivered and cupped my head, holding me still. I licked deep again, catching more of her sweet juice. She pulled my head away and up to hers.
“I am ready, James! Make love to me.” We locked eyes, and our tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss, igniting a fiery jive. The heat between us intensified as we lost ourselves in the moment.
My manhood waited patiently at her opening, pressing gently, causing her flesh to part slightly. Inga’s legs wrapped around my buttocks, sending a surge of excitement through me. As I gazed into her captivating eyes, she gave a subtle nod, signalling her readiness to receive me.
I pushed forward, feeling the warmth of her entrance envelop my mushroom head; her eyes were wide, a mix of anticipation and wonder. I eased forward very slowly. The sensation of her tight grip was sublime. Inga felt very tense beneath me; drawing in a sharp breath, she held it in as I continued to slowly push deeper; she looked down to see my thick cock half buried, her eye rolled back, “Oh! FUCK, it’s only halfway in,” she groaned, pressing her legs down on my buttocks, forcing me further in as her breathing quickened.
“GOD! It’s huge; I’ve never been so full… Fuck!… Fuck! Take it out,” Inga begged, barely able to speak, overcome by a wave of euphoria as I hit deep inside her vagina, fully impaled.
She looked down again, watching as I pulled back to reveal inch after inch of my glistening long shaft; I left the head buried. Her pussy muscles spasmed; she was hot and moist, like the boiler of a steam train. My piston eased forward again, eager to get the train moving. Inga seemed less tense knowing what to expect from the second penetration. She let out a soft cry as I pushed in, causing her legs to shake uncontrollably as I hit deep inside once again, my helmet pressing into the spongy surface, well past her cervix.
“Stop! Stop! Don’t move.” Her back arched, and she moaned loudly. “I… I… I… cummmingggg… FUCK!” Goosebumps covered her body, and her skin became clammy to the touch; her legs kept their firm grip, keeping me in place as her pussy muscles gripped and released, adjusting to the girth. The sensation was heavenly as Inga erupted into a series of convulsions; she clenched my buttocks, bucking her hips, keeping me buried to the hilt. “Aaaahhh!” A long, continuous cry filled the room.
I panicked as Inga lost consciousness; hastily I withdrew, and she snapped back to life, gasping for air. “Fill me… Push it back in all the way; don’t stop; fuck me, sweetie,” she begged, out of breath. I entered with one long, deep thrust, repeating the motion; the train was finally moving, faster and faster the piston plunged. Inga was lost in a sea of orgasms; she juddered nonstop, moaning and gasping for air as I pounded relentlessly, in and out. I felt my orgasm fast approaching, my thrusts now shorter but still deep; she responded to my moan and change in rhythm and did her best to look into my eyes. With one final plunge, my seed flooded deep inside her womb, causing her to climax again. Exhausted and drained, I fell onto her soft breasts; her arms cuddled me as we stayed coupled, kissing tenderly. With a final spasm from her pussy muscles, my semi-erect cock was forced from her treasure box.
“Welcome to manhood, James. I hope that was special for you; it was amazing for me.” Inga kissed me tenderly.
I’ve never seen Inga come so hard for so long before,” Viktor’s voice cut through the silence; he had been sitting quietly in the corner watching us.
“I was amazing; I am still seeing stars. James hit a spot so deep that sent me to another universe. So much pleasure, GOD, I love that cock.” Still short of breath, she squeezed me lovingly.
“You were absolutely incredible! I am beyond grateful that it was you who shared this special moment with me. I will cherish this memory forever,” I exclaimed as I kissed her once more.
“Let me take you. I am so turned on right now and need you,” Viktor approached the bed at full mast.
With my cum leaking from her smooth pussy, Viktor plunged into his wife with long, deep strokes as I massaged her tits and teased her nipples; she came quickly. Viktor then rolled her over so she could ride him cowboy. She bucked her hips back and forth, eager to please Viktor. I stood up on the bed, straddling Viktor, and offered my flaccid cock to Inga’s willing mouth. Taking in my full length, her tongue darted over every centimetre, then sucking hard, her head bobbed back and forth. I started to feel renewed, and my cock instantly responded. Inga came again, keeping my cock in her mouth the whole time. Viktor ordered her to deepthroat me; she did her best to take as much as she could down her throat but gagged halfway, to Viktor’s pleasure. Their passion increased as Viktor manoeuvred Inga into a doggy position ready for a spit roasting; he pounded into her ass as she sucked greedily on my cock until she came again.
“Lay down on the bed, James; I want to watch Inga ride that huge cock. Inga, darling, mount him facing me.” Viktor stroked his cock as he watched on like a kid in a candy store.
With her back towards me, Inga knelt; placing one leg across my body, she reached down and grasped my shaft, rubbing the tip back and forth over her slit. Viktor’s eyes were glued to my cock; he licked his lips with anticipation as Inga lowered herself slightly. A few inches entered her pussy, and with a swift movement, she was up on her feet, resting back on her arms with legs akimbo. Viktor gasped and stroked his cock faster. Slowly Inga lowered her body until I was fully inserted, letting out a huge cry of joy. I watched in the mirror amazed at how her pussy lips stretched so wide to accommodate my girth. I supported her buttocks and watched the show in the mirror as she rode my soaking cock, all the while staring into Victor’s eyes.
“Does it feel as delicious as it looks, darling? Tell me how it feels.” Viktor’s hand was moving at great speed, jerking off to the sight of his wife riding the biggest cock of her life.
“I am so full, I can’t tell you how much… Aaaahhhh!”
Inga slammed down on my cock, climaxing wildly. Viktor was unable to contain himself; he straddled my legs and shot his sticky hot cum all over Inga’s pussy and my balls.
Inga slid off, collapsing next to me, unable to handle any more pleasure. Her body twitched with the aftermath of her intense orgasms. Viktor snuggled up next to her, and I watched them cuddle, feeling completely content but utterly spent. Viktor cuddled up on her other side, and we met in a divine three-way kiss, tongues darting everywhere. It was incredibly erotic as Inga and Viktor held my shaft and played with me; my hips bucked to meet their strokes, and my breathing quickened as my orgasm welled. Looking down, the three of us watched my cum fly through the air, spraying across our bodies. “Mmmmm,” they giggled as they greedily cleaned up the mess. Exhausted, we fell asleep on the soft king-sized bed, not waking until the morning sunshine beamed through the thin curtains.
“Morning boys, I’ll go and start breakfast, give you time to shower and freshen up for Sonja.” Inga was still dressed in her stockings and suspenders, which was rather kinky.
“I can’t wait to see the look on Sonja’s face when she sees the size of your penis; we’ll need to think of a way to unwrap it for her,” Inga smiled as she left the room, thinking through the options.
“I’ll shower first if you don’t mind, James, as I’ll need to head off to the train station soon. I’ll make sure Sonja knows there is a surprise waiting for her. Mum’s the word,” Viktor winked and squeezed my cock before heading off to the shower.
I returned to our bedroom to find Jon, who was crashed out and still fast asleep on the bed. It was clear that he had overindulged with the bong the night before. I attempted to wake him up, but my efforts were unsuccessful. As I looked around the room, I noticed several porn magazines scattered on the floor by his bed, indicating that he had been up all night pleasuring himself. After I finished my shower, Jon finally started to stir, his voice groggy and quiet. He was keen to know all the details, so I provided a synopsis of the evening in graphic detail. Jon high-fived me, and we lay there chatting for a while until Viktor appeared in the doorway; it was strange seeing him in clothes again.
“I’ll be back in about an hour,” The excitement apparent in his voice.
“Let’s get breakfast; I am starving,” Jon suggested, and we raced each other downstairs to the kitchen.
“Mom! You look so sexy; I love your bald pussy,” Jon’s eyes bulged with a vague recollection from the night before. His cock stiffened as Inga held out her arms for her morning cuddle. “Morning, honey,” Jon stepped forward eagerly.
I watched as they embraced; Jon’s hand went between his mother’s legs and fingered her pussy with wet squishing sounds, whilst his other hand groped her tits feverishly. Inga responded with several deep moans as she stroked his cock. “Bend over,” Jon commanded as he pushed her to the kitchen table. Inga’s large breasts squashed against the table as Jon stepped behind, pulling her ass cheeks apart. He lubed his cock on her wetness, then pressed into her anus; Inga squealed with delight as he pounded her ass with powerful strokes. He fucked her hard and fast. Inga looked over at me, watching me jerking off as she climaxed, which triggered Jon. He shot his load of cum deep in her ass.
“Nothing like being ravaged in the morning by a horny son. Mmmm… that was delightful, but I really do need to freshen up for Sonja.” Inga pecked Jon on the cheek and left.
“Wow! Bro, that was some hard fucking; she loved it in the ass.” I high-fived Jon.
“I should shower up too; I’ll meet you in the barn, bro!” Jon left me clutching my erection in the kitchen.
Relaxed on the large sofa in the barn, I thumbed my way through several porn magazines. I’d never seen hardcore sex magazines like these before and was fascinated by the candid angles of the models. I especially liked the ‘weekend sex’ magazines; they had a gritty reality to them that made me so hard. Suddenly, it dawned on me, staring at an image of a couple taking a shower together; I immediately pictured Inga and Jon soaping each other in the shower. He was relentless, I thought to myself. I began wondering what Sonja looked like and if I’d really get an opportunity to have sex with her. Jon certainly seemed to think it was a given.
The barn door swung open with a creak, and in bounced Jon, looking rejuvenated and smelling of Pears soap. Following closely behind was Inga, who looked even more ravaging than she did the night before, wearing skimpy, crotchless panties and a half-cup bra. Her breasts were pushed together and upward, and with each step, they wobbled magnificently. The energy in the room lifted with excitement and anticipation. I could smell the alluring, musky scent of Inga’s juices.
“You look absolutely stunning,” I exclaimed, causing Inga to light up with joy as she gracefully made her way to the sofa, moving with the confidence and grace of a lioness on the prowl.
“I’ve been brainstorming ideas on how to surprise Sonja and wrap that massive cock for her,” she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
“Well, don’t keep us in suspense! What’s the brilliant idea?” Jon eagerly leaned forward, his interest piqued.
“I was thinking, when the car pulls into the drive, I could sit on top of James. He will be wrapped by my pussy and out of sight, and then I rise to my feet for the grand reveal. “What are your thoughts?” The sound of applause fills the barn.
“I absolutely adore it! I can hardly contain my excitement to see her reaction.” Jon’s heart was beating fast.
Before long, the long-awaited sound of tires crunching on the gravel driveway was music to our ears. The atmosphere charged with excitement, reminiscent of children on Christmas morning, eager to tear into their gifts.
“Quick, quick, everyone take your places!”
Inga was bouncing around like a cat on a hot tin roof.
When Sonja walked into the room, my jaw dropped in amazement!
End part 4.
