After a short rest on the cum soaked carpeting, Mrs. Crawford suggested we move the party to the bedroom, “for a proper fucking,” as she put it. I watched in awe as this grandmother, Jerry, with short-cropped hair and luscious G-cup breasts walked naked across the room and down the hall, her tight wide ass a lovely sight to behold.
My adolescent playmate Steve followed quickly and I helped Candi, Mrs. Crawford’s hot thirty-something-year-old daughter, up from the floor. Her face was flushed from the explosive orgasm at the mouth of her mother. Her hefty breasts still had drops of my cum on them despite her best effort to lap it all up. My cock was growing hard again and she gave it a tug as we moved toward the bedroom where Steve and grandma were wasting no time in their lustful liaison.
“Tom, I know what we’re doing is wrong and perverted, but I can’t help myself,” she said. “You can never tell anyone about this”
I didn’t know what to say. I was just seventeen, a senior in high school, and here I was engaged in an orgy with women my mom and grandmother’s age. Hell, I’d only been having sex with girls for a little while. The fantasy of banging moms and grandmas was only something I jacked off to. The debauchery of it actually happening was hard to process. All I knew for sure was that my teen sex hormones were on overdrive and my brain was taking orders from my raging hard-on. I squeezed my mature lover’s ass to assure her I understood.
We followed the moaning and once inside the room, I saw a giant four-poster king-sized bed, red satin sheets pulled back, an abundance of pillows strewn about, a black-net canopy dangling from above, and a whirling ceiling fan to keep us cool during playtime. Mrs. Crawford was on her back at the top of the bed, her hands holding the headboard. Steve was on top of her five-foot frame, pounding his small penis into her well-used pussy. Her legs were wrapped around his teenage ass and she thrust upward with each of his downward motions.
“Fuck, oh, fuck,” Steve said. “You are good, so good.”
Mrs. Crawford grunted and encouraged her little lover. “Stevie, you are a good boy. Now just keep pumping with that hard little boner of yours. I love to feel that cock of yours. I need to have some more juice, my boy, Oh yes, keep fucking me.”
By this time, my cock — about twice the size of my friend’s — was standing straight up and beginning to leak pre-cum. Candi, or Mrs. Johnson as I knew her when she had clothes on, sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me close to her, wrapping her hands around me, pushing her red-tipped fingers into my ass cheeks and inching my cock helmet toward her waiting mouth.
“Oh, baby,” I said as the warmth of his MILF’s mouth washed down the bulging veins of my cock. I reached down and cupped a low-hanging breast beneath her flowing blonde hair, pulling on a nipple and thrusting my cock toward her mouth. She opened up and slick warmth poured over my adolescent erection.
“Hmmmm,” she hummed as her tongue swirled around my head and her hands massaged my balls and a finger itched my perineum. My cock swelled.
I watched as my friend and playmate banged away on a woman older than his own grandmother and wondered how long I would last before flooding Candi’s throat with thick orgasmic fluid. But Candi had another idea. She released my pulsing member and gripped it tightly. The blood turned the head an angry purple and she licked the tip slightly to taste the saltiness of my impending orgasm.
“Tom, my boy,” she breathed and looked up at my lust-filled eyes. “Tom I need you inside me. I need that cock deep, deep inside.”
I was happy to oblige and I started to push her down on the bed to engage with her slick, tight cunt. But again, she had another idea and she resisted.
“No no. Not this way,” she said. “I need you inside my ass, young man. I want your cock up my ass.”
My cock leaped and I had to clench my ass cheeks to stop myself from cumming on the spot. I had dreamed of her ass since the first time I saw it encased in a bright white bikini at her pool when I first started delivering her newspaper. But I never dreamed I could really ever devour it with my driving penis.
“My husband thinks it’s too nasty and dirty to fuck my ass,” she explained as she turned around and moved onto her hands and knees on her marriage bed to offer me her backdoor. “But fuck him. I know most boys want it. And I love the feeling of being fully filled up from the rear.”
She rubbed at her clitoris and pussy as I watched from behind in delight. She was slathering lube on her asshole and then one finger disappeared up her butt, stretching the hole in anticipation of my pounding.
“Grab some lube from the nightstand. Get yourself good and slick and good and hard,” she moaned. “It’s gotta be really hard to get inside my tight butthole.”
I found the tube of KY Jelly and squeezed a dollop on the head of my circumcised penis. I slid my hand up and down a few times, feeling the cum in my balls beginning to simmer. I looked at Candi’s big ass as she continued to lube and stretch her hole. I don’t know if my dick had ever been this hard. I rubbed her hips with my free hand and marveled at the firmness of her globes. I stared down at the slick treasure that awaited my throbbing beast, preparing to spit white goo into her depths.
“Are you sure, Mrs. Johnson,” I said. “My cock’s pretty big.”
“Oh silly boy,” she said, turning around to see me jerking off my cock. “I love big cocks up my ass. Have you seen my son? He is hung like a horse.”
I had forgotten about Mrs. Johnson and her son, Tim. He was a year older than me and had been away at boarding school for two years. I assumed he was there because Mr. Johnson found out he was fucking his mother and wanted to put a stop to it.
“Now, come here, dear Tommy boy. I need that cock.”
I took a step toward the bed and my cock took aim at the dark, wrinkled skin that protected Candi’s anal cavity. I rubbed the head around the tight little hole as Candi attacked her clit to heighten her excitement and ease the pain she was about to endure by a pistoning dick. She was moving her hips in anticipation of the thrusting and moaning as she got closer and closer to her own passionate explosion.
On the other side of the bed, Steve was nearing his climax.
“Oh fucking A,” he cried. “I can feel it, baby.”
He was pumping hard and fast as Mrs. Crawford let go of the grasp her legs had on his ass and spread as wide as she could. Her big tits flopped to the sides of her torso and her hefty thighs held her slight teen lover boy as he bounced up and down on her. She was pushing her ass inches off the mattress to meet Steve’s urgent thrusts. He was burying his face in her sweaty chest and moaning like a beast in abandoned heat.
“I can feel it getting harder, Steve,” Mrs. Crawford said of the boy 40 or more years her junior. I feel you swelling. Do you have a present for Gramma?”
That was all Steve needed to hear. I’d seen him at this stage of carnal cavorting before and I knew he was gonna blow. Mrs. Crawford took one of her hands and grabbed his ball sac as it swung back and forth between her legs. She pulled hard and urged my friend to unload.
“Give it to me, little boy. Fuck me. Fill me with your hot juice,” she begged as Steve was lost in rapid thrusting atop this mature beauty.
“Ahhhh,” Steve cried. “Yes, fucking yes, take my cum.”
She continued to gyrate and milk my friend’s hardon. His thrusting was violent, spewing angrily. On one reverse thrust, his pulsating cock came flying out of the old lady’s juicy birth canal and the last of his eruptions sent baby batter onto her belly.
“Ahhh,” she cried. “Ohhh,” he moaned back and collapsed on her soft torso, smearing white hot cum between them.
I quickly turned my gaze back to the adorable ass before me. Candi was anxious.
“Tom, please, now put it in me. I want to feel your cock. I NEED to feel your cock.”
Standing next to the bed where Candi and her husband and son regularly made love, my cock was at the right height to enter her ass like a dog in heat. My animalistic passion was building, and I wanted to pound this wanton anus before me.
There was a strong, muscular resistance as I forced my hard head at the entrance to her large intestine.
“Tom, I feel it. Keep pushing,” Mrs. Johnson said. “You can’t hurt me with your cock. Push, my dear boy, fuck your mother.”
There it was again, she was thinking of her son. I was a surrogate. But I was so fucking horny it didn’t matter. I was about to fuck an older woman’s ass and I would not be denied.
“Here it goes, you old bitch,” I said as my cock head pierced her sphincter. I heard a juicy pop and was inside!
“Oh shiiit,” she said with a blend of pain and pleasure. “Keep pushing, Tom.”
I did as she beckoned and the velvety softness of her anal chute gripped my cock as I slid deeper and deeper. I grabbed her hips and felt her push back. The lube was doing its job and soon, my balls were resting against her labia and my cock swelled in the recesses of her butt.
“Ahhhh,” I cried with relief and passion. “Tight.! You fuck, oh yeah.
I pulled a few inches of my throbbing pole from her asshole and slid back in. Soon, were were in a rhythm and our grunts and groans were in unison. Through my lust-filled glassy eyes, I saw Mrs Crawford come over and lay down next to her daughter, inching her head beneath Candi’s belly for a closeup of the depravity. And just when I thought the scene could not get hotter, Mrs. Crawford stuck out her tongue and began to lick her daughter’s slick pussy while I continued to rock her ass. Candi was inconsolable.
“Ahhh. Grrr. Mmmm,” her sounds were those of a wounded animal about to be thrown off orgasm mountain and they sent my hips into overdrive, sending my eight inches up and down her slick, tight rectum.
“Oh, mom. Oh Tim, er, Tom. Oh, Tom. Fuck me. Lick me, mother. I am going to fucking cum all over you.”
I thrust harder and harder, matching the oral assault mom was giving daughter. I decided to take the family fantasy up a notch.
“Oh, mommy,” I said as Candi began to orgasm. “I need to unload in you, Mommy. Is that OK? I can feel my balls. Gramma, grab my ass. I’m gonna cum, mommy,”
The sensation in my balls was high and I knew a flood of cum was soon to explode. Candi was rocking back and forth, lube flowing from her pussy as she came from her mom’s cunnilingus. Mrs. Crawford reached for my ass and held me deep inside. I grunted, feeling Candi’s ass open up to my teenage cock and feeling her pussy spasm.
“Oh Tom, yes,” Candi said. “Give it to me, give it to your mama. Mommy needs your cum.” She wailed and pushed her ass back at me.
I grabbed her hips and held them still, feeling the orgasmic pulsing as her body was racked with passion. My balls began to unleash.
Up the 8-inch tube of my urethra, I felt the juice begin to move. The head of my cock, buried as deep in her ass as it would to, swelled to an even harder steel. The eruptions began.
“Take it, baby., Take it, Mommy,” I cried as I spewed rope after rope of hot, white baby juice inside this MILF ass. “Oh yeah, Mother, you are so fucking good.”
I held on as Candi collapsed beneath me as my cock continued to spasm. I fell on her atop the cool satin sheets as the last of my testicles emptied. Mrs. Crawford was beside her daughter and softly stroking her face.
“I hope my little girl is OK with that. I knew we could find you a new little lover. I think these two will do just fine.
“Oh yes, mother,” Candi said. “They’re just right.” And they kissed. Steve and I were in awe.
I was catching my breath and watching the last of my orgasm seep from the deflating tip of my cock and Candi’s gaping asshole. I marveled at my good fortune. As Mrs. Crawford scooted over and took my soft cock in her hand, I wondered if I’d ever be satisfied with girls my own age.
I felt the old lady’s hot breath on my swelling dick and decided I’d worry about that another day.
