Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Rick didn't wait for an answer, he lifted her up, forcing her to her feet while she was still out of control, and tore the buttons from his shorts, releasing his massive cock. With much effort, he managed to pull the throbbing monster from his underwear, and suddenly there under Terri, was his eight-inch pillar of flesh, red-headed and throbbing. Terri was totally unaware of Rick's actions for she was still foaming from the intensity of the orgasm, and was barely able to stand in the position he was holding her. Rick lowered her ass slowly. As she sat down he positioned his cock directly below her dropping pussy. Terri thought it was his fingers spreading the still burning lips of her hot cunt. But they kept spreading, and spreading and suddenly reality ate through her fogged brain.

She screamed. "Rick, no. No you can't fuck me."

Rick released his support of her ass. With nothing holding her up and with her legs too weak to support her she slipped down the massive shaft taking the eight inch cock into her saturated depths.

"Ohhhh, Ohh my god. Ricky, ohh god you're so big. Ohh you shouldn't be putting your cock in me, I'm you mother." Terri's fall was stopped by Rick's legs. She was firmly impaled by the hard cock. "Unhh," she grunted.

Rick immediately lifted her a little and dropped her again on his shaft. Burying it to her womb. Then again, and again. Moments later, Terri was assisting him by raising and lowering herself on the red meaty pole. A couple of strokes later, Terri's fingers strayed to her clit and she began rubbing the stiffened little knob..

"God, Ricky you're a stud, a fucking horse."

"Mom, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot. I'm going to shoot."

Terri threw her head back against Rick's shoulder. "Me too, baby. Mommy too. Your cock is making me cum again. Cum in my pussy, honey. Cum in mommy's cunt."

"Ohhh, Mommmmmm." Rick's cock spewed hot white threads of cum into her.

"Shoot in me, honey, shoot your juice in mommy. Bury it in me. uhhhhh."

"Oh my god, you're fucking," Jean screamed out. "Rick, you're really fucking your mother."

Terri slumped back against Rick as her orgasm drifted off its peak.

She turned her head toward the voice coming from the kitchen door. "Not really, Sis," she said. "We're really fucking each other, and if you think I'm going to let him take that massive cock out of me just because you've caught us, you're wrong. You can either watch and finger fuck yourself, or turn your head."

Terri turned as far around as Rick's cock would let her and planted a kiss full on her son's lips, her tongue slipping inside. "Honey your cock still feels hard. Why don't you fuck mommy again, we'll sort this all out later, after we fuck. Unless you don't want to do it again?"

For an answer Rick lifted his mother's ass up about five inches, then dropped her. Again she was impaled on the massive rigid meat."

"Oh, honey. Mommy loves the way you answer," she cooed.

Rick tried to concentrate on fucking his mother, but he was concerned about his Aunt Jean who was watching from the kitchen door. On the one hand it made him hotter to know that his mother's sister was watching his cock driving into his mother, but the look on her face was one of shock. He wasn't sure what she was liable to do next.

"What if she tells someone" he whispered to his mother.

Terri was too busy bouncing up and down on her son's stiff rod to want to talk, but she could tell Rick's heart wasn't in the fucking because of his concern.

"She doesn't dare tell anyone," she grunted loud enough for Jean to hear. "If she does, I have a tape her husband will get that will get her the quickest divorce you've ever seen.

"You told me you destroyed that tape," Jean said.

"I lied. Jeffery, my dear husband, is a little bit of a voyeur, he likes to match the doggie style with your actions on the tape. Truthfully, I think he'd like to hump you if there would be no consequences."

"Your sick," Jean said, "first you fuck your son, and now you claim my brother-in-law wants to fuck me."

"What's on the tape," Rick asked.

"Your saintly Aunt is fucking her brother-in-law."

"He wasn't my brother-in-law then," Jean retorted, "besides I was drunk."

"I don't think your husband would accept that as a reason for you to fuck his brother the night before your wedding."

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"Who would have thought my sister and her voyeur husband would be photographing the parking lot the night of a big party."

But Terri wasn't listening, her pussy was clutching her son's rod as she rode up and down the red flesh, her finger was tweaking her clit and deep in her belly she felt the fluid rising. Rick's cock was thrusting against her womb and the feeling was such a new experience, that she could think of nothing else. She had never been so full of a man's meat. She loved her husband, but this rigid tower of cock was every woman's dream. She could fuck him or not, if and when she chose. He was her son, her own flesh, at her beck and call, and grateful for the pussy he was thrusting into. The fact that her sister was watching such a forbidden act only added fuel to the already white hot blaze within her.

"Oh, god, Rick honey, do it. Push it in me. Give mommy all your cock. Ohhh, baby, Mommy's going to cum again, mommy's going to cum."

"Ohhhhhhhm Rickkkkkk" With a mournful cry, she raised her feet and let all her weight fall on Rick's lap, driving his cock as far into her squirming pussy as was humanly possible to go. Her fluid flooded her channel washing over Rick's massive head and cascading over his balls. For a few moments her breathing stopped, then her head snapped back against his shoulder and her mouth opened wide to gasp in the great gulps of air needed to sustain the fantastic orgasm rushing through her. She continued to wiggle her beautiful ass like a hula dancer for minute after minute. Suddenly she became deathly still. Her head fell forward and hung like a beaten dog's. Finally she spoke from her dry raspy throat. "Ricky, honey, that was the best fuck I have ever had. And I mean ever!"

Terri twisted on his lap and kissed him on the mouth. Her tongue darted between his lips and entwined with his. His cock twitched in her pussy. "I felt that," she whispered against his mouth. You haven't come yet, this time, have you?" Rick shook his head.

Terri put her mouth against his ear.

"Why don't you fuck, Jean. I wouldn't mind, and once you fuck her, she will never be able to tell anyone."

"How?"

"Order her to do anything you want her to do, She has always been afraid of disobeying authority. It's a quirk she has. Just act like you're the boss. Try it you'll see."

Reluctantly, Terri put her feet back on the floor and slowly lifted herself off the massive shaft. For a moment she considered changing her mind and fucking her son again, but she wanted to get Jean firmly under their control first. Rick's red headed meat stood throbbing in the air as Terri moved toward the nearby settee, and with legs splayed wide before her son, she slumped against the back cushions. For the first time, Rick got a full frontal view of his mother's pussy.

His shaft grew even harder, and he wanted to go to her and bury his meat in that tight pussy again. He looked at Jean, who still stood in the doorway staring at the super sized cock her nephew was showing.

"Come over here, Jean," Rick said sternly.

Surprise registered on her face. "What?"

"I said, come here," Rick repeated.

Slowly Jean crossed the room and stopped next to his right side. Her eyes flicked from his face to his weaving wand standing from his crotch.

Jean's well formed breasts heaved as the speed of her breathing increased. She had a narrow waist and wide hips, with nice shaped legs. She wore a white tee shirt and a short denim skirt.

"Come closer," Rick said. He had to say it the second time before she moved.

Jean stopped within a foot of him.

"Lift up your skirt."

"Rick." Jean shook her head.

"Aunt Jean, I don't want to have to ask you everything twice. I said lift up your skirt."

Never taking her eyes from his, she grasped the hem of her skirt and slowly lifted it until he could see the white panties at her crotch.

"Higher," he said.