Solace - S01 E09

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Solace - S01 E09

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

I was in heaven.

Mom and I devoured each other with gusto. I’d gotten head before, but this was next level. She licked the tip, jerked the shaft, plunged her face down onto my meat as deep as it could go and periodically disimpaled her throat to lick, suck, and kiss my balls. Part of me would have liked to just lay back and focus on the world class dome my mother was giving me, but I knew I couldn’t do that. I took my job feasting on her cunny extremely seriously. With her slim yet muscular thighs gripping my head, I was working by feel alone. That didn’t pose a problem. After my first few exploratory licks I basically had a mental map of her perfect pussy. Her smooth and wet outer labia, the slightly textured inner lips, her stiff and engorged little clit, the grasping fluid-drenched hole at the center of it all. I did my best to keep up the variety, using my lips as much as my tongue to make out with her genitals.

We were in a feedback loop. As I teased her with my tongue Mom’s blowjob got sloppier, with each swipe at her love button she groaned on me, the vibrations running through her mouth bringing even more pleasure to my cock. My own moans provided vibration to my tongue that she seemed to appreciate. Reaching up to her supple ass cheeks I spread my mother apart so I could get in deeper.

Mom plunged down on my cock as I licked the length of her sex, starting from her sensitive clit and swiping all the way up to her perineum. I could feel her push me past her vibrating tonsils as I did. But my tongue didn’t stop it’s journey. She trembled with pleasure as I gave her taint several exploratory licks. She pressed her nose between my balls as the tip of my tongue gently probed her puckered rosebud. As I rimmed her asshole she continued pressing down on me, my cock fully inserted into her gulping throat. The vibrations from her voicebox shot through my dick, waves of agonizing ecstasy, as I began gently probing her backdoor. Her tight hole parted for my invasion, and her earthy flavor exploded on my tongue as I began licking her bowels. A shudder ran through her and juices sloshed out onto my chin. I could feel my own orgasm building when suddenly she pulled herself off my member. Still slowly jerking my wet knob she took a few deep breaths.

“That feels so good baby, but mommy needs your tongue in her pussyhole. Now.”

I nodded into her cheeks and withdrew my tongue from her ass. Once more licking her taint I brought my mouth back to the warm wet hole buried in the depths of my mother’s sex. She, in turn, was stroking my cocks and showering it with sloppy wet kisses. I think she knew if she provided much more stimulation I would cum, and wanted to wait until I got her off to do so.

Pressing into her I swirled my tongue around her ridged insides. They were so wet, and churned with an unbelievable strength on my tongue. I could only image how they would feel gripping my dick.

“Those are the same muscles that pushed you out of this very hole over 21 years ago.” The thought rose in my mind unbidden. Social conditioning told me I should be disgusted. Instead, my cock leapt at the thought causing Mom to pull back with a giggle.

Then I found her g-spot. Mom’s giggle turned to a lusty moan as my tongue probed the spongy patch of rough innards. Her response told me what I needed to do. Pressing my soaking wet chin into her clit to provide pressure, I focused on that sensitive spot deep inside her. Making out with her swollen pussylips, I wriggled my tongue inside her, using the moans and spasms of pleasure shooting through her as a guide. Her juices streamed freely onto my face and her flavor was hot and strong on my tongue.

Without warning, Mom plunged her entire face down on my cock. A shock jolted through my body as in an instant I want from receiving a gentle handjob punctuated by sloppy kisses, to being buried to the hilt in a warm, gulping throat. I felt Mom’s orgasmic moans along the entire length of my manhood, but part of me wondered why she’d changed things up so rapidly. The answer came a moment later.

No sooner was I all the way down her gullet than Mom’s entire body seized up. She went still for a brief moment, then slowly began to shake. I had to hold onto her hips tightly to prevent her from flailing off my face as her body moved from trembling to spasming. It was almost concerning. However wild the movements of her limbs were, the movements inside of Mom were even more intense. Her cunt clamped down on my tongue like it was trying to rip it off. Her insides massaged it, mistaking it for a cock and milking it like crazy. Mom’s head was shaking too, and between that and the moans she was providing my cock with stimulation like you wouldn’t believe. Grasping her firm asscheeks so hard I knew it would leave marks, I spread Mom wide and pressed myself face even deeper inside her.

I hit paydirt. Suddenly, Mom went still again. Every one of her muscles was rigid as iron. Not letting my tongue stop its relentless work on her g-spot, the rest of my body moved automatically. I was on the edge of something incredible, and I needed stimulation now more than ever. Wrapping my legs around Mom’s head my hips moved on their own in fucking her face. Her pussy clamped down on my tongue hard enough to make it go numb.

From depths of both of our throats came a primal rumbling. Mom’s pussy gripped me with a strength I didn’t know possible. I held her head firmly between my thighs and plunged as deep into her as I could. My balls tensed. Mom’s asshole flexed. Then, sweet beautiful release.

My nuts practically retracted up into my body as I unleashed a monumental load into my mother’s throat. At the same time, her vagina finally released my tongue and what felt like a whole cup of fluid splashed onto my face. I stayed inserted as I pumped several more strong blasts of cum directly into Mom’s stomach. My head fell back onto my pillow and in the darkness I could see her cunt contracting wildly, spraying squirt like a fountain. Mom was shaking again. Her hips bucked wildly. My head, chest, pillow, and sheets were soaked in her girlcum. The empty feeling in my balls became painful, and my legs went slack releasing my mother’s head. She slumped off of me, disgorging my cock with a wet, ragged gagging until the limp member flopped out of her mouth and onto her cheek. Mom coughed up a glob of spit and cum onto my thigh. She was still half lying on top of me, and in the afterglow the warmth and weight of her body felt amazing next to mine.

We were both breathing heavily in the darkness, neither of us was getting enough oxygen by the end of our mutual oral ministrations. I could tell Mom was already basically asleep. I was close to passing out myself, but somewhere in the back of my mind something was registering as unusual. As the edges of my buzzing vision expanded I suddenly identified what was wrong.

There was a third set of labored breathing in the room with us.

I froze, the implications of that shooting through me like lightening. Doing my best not to move, I glanced out of the corner of my eyes to the large, leather chair in the corner where my sister was meant to have been sleeping the whole time. She was still there, but asleep she was not. She was sitting fully upright, and from the glinting of her eyes in the dark I could tell she was staring at us. What her exact expression was I did not know. What I did know with certainty was that her camisole was hiked up above her breasts, her sweatpants lay in a heap on the floor, her panties were dangling from one ankle, and her legs were spread wide. One hand was squeezing her left breast, while the other was down between her legs. It was moving slowly and jerkily, like she was coming down from an amazing orgasm of her own. The wetness glistening on her thighs confirmed my suspicions.

Not only had my sister sat and watched while my mother and I sixty-nined like the horniest teenagers on the planet, she had gotten off to it.

My sister had masturbated to climax watching her mother and brother fuck each other’s faces.

To Be Continued...