Mom x stepmom x son

Oliver stumbled into his room, the muffled sounds of a TV show seeping through the closed door. He'd had a long day at college and just wanted to crash. But what he found was something entirely unexpected. His stepmother, Rachel, and his biological mother, Linda, were sprawled out on his bed, their clothes scattered around the floor. Rachel's dark, curly hair fell over her bare shoulders, and Linda's blonde locks were tangled from... something. They were both naked, their skin glistening with sweat, and their breathing was heavy.

"Take off the clothes if you want to join, baby," Rachel said, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate in the very air of the room. She had a wicked glint in her eye, one that Oliver hadn't seen since... well, he didn't really know when. But it sent a shiver down his spine. Rachel's hand slid down to Linda's thigh, her fingers tracing patterns on the soft skin. Linda's eyes widened, and she bit her bottom lip, her cheeks flushing a shade darker.

Oliver couldn't believe what he was seeing. His mind raced as he took in the scene before him. He'd always had a bit of a thing for Rachel, but seeing his mom like this was new. He'd caught them together before, sure, but never so... openly. He felt a mix of shock, arousal, and a strange sense of... belonging? They hadn't noticed him yet, too lost in their own passionate embrace. He knew he should turn around and leave, give them their privacy, but he couldn't tear his eyes away.

Linda looked over her shoulder at Rachel, her eyes glazed with desire. She shyly wiggled her butt, a silent invitation that sent Rachel's hand to her waist, pulling her closer. Rachel whispered something in Linda's ear that made her giggle, and then she looked at Oliver, her eyes widening. "It's okay if you don't want to, baby," she said, her voice thick with lust. Oliver felt his heart hammer in his chest. Was she really...?

He didn't need any more convincing. He peeled off his clothes, his eyes never leaving the entwined forms on the bed. Rachel's hand traveled down Linda's body, her thumb grazing the swollen nub of her clit. Linda's breath hitched, and she arched her back, her tits bouncing with the motion. Rachel leaned in and kissed her neck, leaving a trail of love bites that made Oliver's cock throb. He was naked now, his erection bobbing with every beat of his racing heart.

They turned to him as one, their eyes locking on the monster between his legs. Rachel's hand froze on Linda's pussy, and Linda's hand shot up to cover her mouth. They stared, their eyes wide and surprise etched on their faces. Rachel's mouth formed an 'O', and she looked at him with a mix of awe and hunger. "Holy shit, Oliver," Rachel breathed, her eyes never leaving his cock. "It's... it's huge."

Oliver felt his cheeks burn with a blush that traveled down his body. He didn't know what to say, so he just stepped closer to the bed. Rachel sat up, her breasts swaying with the movement, and beckoned him over. "Come here," she whispered, her voice a siren's call that he couldn't resist. He climbed onto the bed, his cock bobbing in front of him like a divining rod pointing to the source of the wetness between Rachel's legs.

Linda looked up at him with a shy smile, her eyes filled with something that was definitely not embarrassment. She spread her legs open and said gently, "Baby, I haven't had a cock that big ever so be easy with me." Rachel giggled, but it was a sound that held an edge of excitement. She lay back down, her legs parting to reveal the pink, wet cavern of her pussy. "We don't need a condom, do we?" Rachel asked, her voice a challenge. Linda nodded in silent agreement, her hand sliding down to her own wetness.

Oliver swallowed hard, his cock pulsing with need. "Yeah," he managed to say, his voice thick. "I want to feel all of you." Rachel reached out and took his hand, guiding him to her cunt. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and the slickness of her arousal coated his fingers. Linda watched him, her eyes hooded and hungry. "You can start with me," Rachel murmured, her eyes never leaving his.

He slid his fingers into Rachel's pussy, feeling her tighten around him. She moaned, and Linda's hand reached out to stroke Rachel's clit in response. Rachel's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a gasp. "Just like that," she whispered, her hips moving in time with his strokes. Oliver leaned in and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth as he pushed his fingers deeper. Rachel's hand found his cock, her grip firm as she began to stroke him in time with his movements.

"I want to taste you," Linda said, her voice a soft whimper. Rachel pulled away, panting, and Oliver took the cue. He moved down Rachel's body, his tongue tracing the path his fingers had made. When he reached her clit, he sucked it into his mouth, and Rachel's body arched off the bed. Linda took over, her soft mouth enveloping Rachel's nipple as Rachel's hand continued to stroke Oliver's cock. Rachel's eyes rolled back, and she let out a low moan, her hand tightening on the back of his head.

Oliver felt Rachel's body tense, and her moans grew louder. He knew she was close. He picked up the pace, fucking her with his fingers as he sucked on her clit. Rachel's nails dug into his scalp, and she let out a scream as she came, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. Linda watched, her own hand slipping between her legs to stroke herself. "Your turn," Rachel whispered, her breath ragged.

Oliver didn't need to be told twice. He positioned himself between Rachel's legs, his cock poised at her entrance. Rachel looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust. "Fuck me," she breathed, and he pushed inside her. Rachel's pussy was tight, but it was wet and welcoming, and she took him all the way in with a gasp. He felt her inner muscles clench around him, and he had to bite his lip to keep from coming right then and there.

Linda watched, her hand still working her own clit, her eyes glued to the sight of Oliver's cock disappearing into Rachel's pussy. "You can cum inside us," she murmured, her voice a soft purr that seemed to resonate through the room. Rachel nodded in agreement, her eyes fluttering closed as Oliver began to move.

Oliver paused, his cock halfway in Rachel, and looked up at Linda. "But you could get pregnant," he said, his voice tight with arousal. Rachel opened her eyes and met his gaze, her pupils dilated with desire. "I know, baby," she said, her voice a throaty whisper. "But it's part of the fun, isn't it? The risk?"

With that, Oliver couldn't hold back anymore. He started thrusting rapidly, pounding into Rachel with a ferocity that surprised even himself. "I hope you get pregnant," he growled, his voice low and guttural. Rachel's eyes widened, and she moaned, her pussy clamping down on him even harder. Linda leaned in closer, her eyes shining with excitement. "Me too," she murmured, her hand moving faster between her legs.

Rachel's tits bounced with every thrust, and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. She looked absolutely beautiful, her face a mask of pleasure. Linda reached out and pinched Rachel's nipple, eliciting a shriek. Rachel's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, and she bucked her hips up to meet Oliver's, her pussy spasming around his cock. He could feel her juices dripping down his balls, and it pushed him closer to the edge.

"I love your black tits, ma," Oliver murmured, his voice a mix of lust and admiration. Rachel's skin was dark, a stark contrast to Linda's pale flesh, and her tits were indeed a sight to behold. Rachel looked down at him, her eyes filled with surprise and something else - love, perhaps? "You like that, baby?" she asked, her voice breathless. Oliver nodded, unable to form coherent words as he continued to fuck Rachel with an intensity that was bordering on obsession.

"Lick them," Rachel urged, her voice a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down Oliver's spine. He leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste Rachel's nipple. It was sweet, with a hint of salt from the sweat that covered her body. He sucked on one, feeling it harden in his mouth, and Rachel's back arched off the bed with a gasp. "Just like that," she panted, her hand reaching up to cup the back of his head. Linda watched, her eyes wide, her own hand moving faster between her legs.

Oliver could feel Rachel's orgasm building again, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. "You're so tight," he groaned, his voice strained. Rachel's pussy was like a vice around him, and the sensation was driving him wild. "Oh, Oliver," Rachel moaned, her nails digging into his back. "I'm going to cum again."

With a final, powerful thrust, Oliver buried himself as deep as he could go, and with a roar, he started pumping gallons of fertile sperm into Rachel's womb. Rachel's body clamped down on him, her orgasm washing over her in waves as she felt him fill her with his seed. "I hope you get pregnant, ma," he grunted, his eyes squeezed shut as he emptied himself into her. Rachel's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a scream of pleasure that seemed to shake the very foundations of the house.

As Oliver's climax subsided, Rachel's hand found Linda's, and she squeezed it tightly. Linda's breathing was shallow and rapid, her own orgasm just out of reach. Rachel looked at her with a knowing smile and leaned over to kiss her deeply, sharing Oliver's taste on her tongue. The kiss was passionate and hungry, and it was clear that Rachel wasn't done with them yet.

Linda wiggled her hips, feeling the mattress shift under her as Rachel's hand slid down her body. Rachel's fingers danced across her stomach and down to her swollen clit, sending sparks of pleasure through Linda's body. Rachel broke the kiss and whispered in Linda's ear, "It's your turn, baby," her voice a seductive promise. Linda nodded, her eyes never leaving Rachel's as she turned over, presenting her ass to Oliver.

Oliver's cock was still hard, slick with Rachel's cum, and Rachel took it in her hand, guiding it to Linda's dripping pussy. Linda's legs trembled as Oliver pushed inside her, his thick cock stretching her even further. Rachel leaned over, her breasts brushing against Linda's back as she kissed the side of her neck. "You're so beautiful," Rachel murmured, her voice filled with love and lust.

Oliver began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that had Linda moaning. "I hope you get pregnant too, Mom," he whispered, the words sending a jolt of excitement through Linda's body. Rachel's hand slid down to Linda's clit, her thumb working it in perfect harmony with Oliver's movements. Linda felt her orgasm building, her pussy tightening around Oliver's cock as she approached the edge. Rachel's other hand was in her own pussy, her fingers moving in time with Oliver's strokes, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Don't say that, baby," Linda managed to murmur, her voice shaky with arousal. "But I want you to cum inside me," she added, her voice barely above a whisper. Rachel's eyes widened, and she met Oliver's gaze over Linda's shoulder. There was something in Linda's voice that made Rachel's stomach flip, a need that was raw and primal. Rachel leaned in and kissed Linda's neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin. "You want that, don't you?" Rachel's voice was a soft growl, full of desire.

Oliver's cock twitched at Linda's words, and Rachel felt her own pussy clench in response. Linda nodded, her eyes closed tightly as Rachel's thumb began to rub her clit again. Rachel looked back at Oliver, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You heard your mother," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Make her cum hard, and then fill her up with your cum."

Oliver took the challenge in stride, his hips moving faster as he drove into Linda's welcoming heat. "You're still gambling if I cum inside of you, Mom," he said, his voice filled with excitement. Linda's eyes snapped open, meeting Rachel's over her shoulder, and she nodded again. "I know," she gasped out, her voice strained. Rachel's hand moved down to Oliver's shaft, stroking him in time with his thrusts. She could feel the tension building in him, his muscles tensing as he got closer to the edge.

Without warning, Oliver's hand came down hard on Linda's ass, the sound echoing through the room. "I always loved your ass, Mom," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. Linda yelped, the sting of the slap sending a bolt of pleasure straight to her core. Rachel's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't stop stroking Oliver. If anything, she picked up the pace, her hand moving faster along his length.

Oliver's thrusts grew more frantic, his hips slamming into Linda's body with a ferocity that was almost animalistic. He could feel the heat building in his balls, the pressure rising with every stroke. Rachel's eyes were locked on his, her gaze intense as she watched him fuck Linda. "You're going to cum inside her," she said, her voice a command that Oliver couldn't ignore. "You're going to fill her up and make her pregnant."

Linda's eyes fluttered open, meeting Rachel's. "It's only a fifty-fifty chance, baby," she said, her voice shaky with pleasure. Rachel's hand squeezed her breast, her thumb flicking the nipple. "But I want you to try," Linda added, her voice a soft whimper. Rachel's hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers sliding inside as she watched the passion play out before her.

Oliver leaned down, his cock still buried deep inside Linda's pussy. "If you want me to stop, tell me now," he whispered, his voice a mix of excitement and challenge. Linda shook her head, her eyes glazed with need. "I don't want you to stop," she breathed. Rachel reached over and took Linda's hand, squeezing it tightly as Oliver began to fuck her in earnest, his cock sliding in and out of her wetness with ease.

"Every day," Rachel murmured, her voice a dark promise. "Every single day." Oliver's eyes met Rachel's, and he nodded, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Every day," he repeated, his voice a growl. Linda's eyes widened, and she could feel her body responding to the intensity of their words. "But only if you're good girls," he added, his hips never stopping their rhythmic dance. Rachel and Linda exchanged a look that spoke volumes, a silent agreement passing between them.

Oliver felt Rachel's hand slide down his back, her nails digging into his skin. "What if your little sister finds out?" Rachel whispered, her voice a siren's call that sent a shiver down his spine. He paused, his cock buried deep inside Linda. The thought of his younger sister walking in on them was... intoxicating. But he knew it could never happen. Rachel and Linda were his dirty little secret, and he liked it that way.

"Only if she's good," Rachel said, a mischievous glint in her eye. Linda's breath hitched at the thought, her pussy tightening around Oliver's cock. Rachel's hand found Linda's clit, and she began to rub it in slow circles. "But she's just a kid," Linda protested, her voice breathless. Rachel leaned in, her mouth close to Linda's ear. "Not for much longer," she murmured, her voice a dark promise that had Linda's cheeks flushing.

Oliver's thrusts grew faster, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. "If she's a good girl," Rachel whispered, her eyes locked on Linda's, "maybe she can join us." The words sent a jolt of excitement through Linda's body, and she felt her orgasm build again. Rachel's fingers worked their magic, and Linda could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. "But only if she's really good," Rachel added, her teeth grazing Linda's earlobe.

The thought of his little sister joining in on their twisted games was too much for Oliver. He felt his cock swell even more, and with a roar, he came deep inside Linda's pussy, filling her up with his hot, sticky cum. Rachel watched, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt Oliver's seed spurt into her wife's welcoming heat. Linda's body convulsed around him, her pussy milking him dry as she came for the second time that evening.

"Oh, fuck," Linda moaned, her eyes squeezed shut as waves of pleasure washed over her. Rachel's hand never left her clit, her thumb moving in slow, lazy circles that kept her on the edge. "You're so good, baby," Rachel murmured, her voice filled with pride. Oliver leaned back, his cock still buried in Linda's pussy, and watched as Rachel's hand moved to her own cunt, her fingers sliding in and out of herself.

The thought of his sister joining their little threesome sent a fresh wave of arousal through Oliver. "I hope she's like us," he said, his voice filled with hopeful lust. Rachel looked up at him, her eyes gleaming. "Only if she's a very good girl," she said, her voice a seductive purr. "Very, very good."

Linda's breathing had slowed, but her eyes were still wide with excitement. "What do you think, Rachel?" she asked, her voice a whisper. Rachel leaned in and kissed her, her tongue darting into Linda's mouth as she tasted their combined juices. "I think we'll have to be very, very careful," she murmured against Linda's lips. "But if she's interested..."

Oliver pulled out, his cock glistening with cum. Linda rolled onto her back, her legs spread wide, and Rachel moved in to lick up the mess they'd made. Rachel's tongue was hot and wet, and she lapped at Linda's pussy with an enthusiasm that had Linda's hips bucking up off the bed. Rachel's eyes met Oliver's over Linda's body, and she winked at him, her mouth full of cum. "You taste so good," Rachel murmured, her voice a seductive purr that made Linda's toes curl.

Linda watched, her eyes wide with surprise and arousal, as Rachel's tongue slid up her slit, collecting the sticky fluid. Rachel sat back on her heels, her chin glistening. "You're going to love this," Rachel promised, and leaned in to kiss Linda. Linda tasted herself on Rachel's lips, and it was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. Rachel's tongue danced with hers, sharing the flavor of their combined juices. Linda's hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers circling her clit as Rachel's kiss grew more intense.