Ethan's hips slammed forward with increasing force, the loud, rhythmic slapping sound of his pelvis colliding with Mom's plump ass cheeks filling the entire bedroom like a filthy drumbeat.
Each powerful thrust made her soft, round flesh ripple and jiggle violently, the red handprints from earlier glowing brighter against her pale skin.
"Ahh… ahhh… mmmph!" Her needy, broken moans spilled out uncontrollably raw and desperate, rising in pitch every time he buried his thick cock deep inside her dripping pussy.
The moment her warm, soft fingers wrapped around my throbbing cock, a violent shiver shot through my entire body. Electricity raced up my spine and straight to my balls. This wasn't like that innocent, private moment we had shared in the shower last time. Back then it had just been the two of us — her gentle, caring hands washing me, stroking me until I exploded across her massive breasts and face.
But now? My two best friends were right here. Ethan was pounding my mother from behind like a man possessed, and Max was watching with a hungry smirk while slowly stroking his own recovering cock. The mix of burning jealousy, crushing shame, and overwhelming arousal made my head spin.
"Mom…" I tried to protest, my voice barely a whisper.
"Mom… stop…" The words died in my throat before they could fully form. Her soft, experienced hand had already started moving — gliding slowly up and down my entire shaft with long, sensual strokes.
Her fingers were warm and silky, slick with my leaking precum, making every pass feel impossibly smooth and perfect. Because one hand was busy pleasuring me, she had to support her upper body on her elbows, pressing her massive F-cup breasts down against the messy sheets. The position made her back arch even deeper, pushing her ass higher for Ethan while her heavy tits squished and spilled outward beneath her.
"Ahh… Ethan… slower… please…"
Ethan kept thrusting into her, but when Mom moaned breathlessly, he actually listened. He slowed his pace, switching to long, deep, grinding strokes instead of the brutal pounding. The wet squelching sounds of her soaked pussy taking his thick cock became slower, more obscene, giving her just enough stability to focus on me.
"That's it," Ethan groaned, his voice low and teasing as he rolled his hips lazily, keeping his cock buried deep inside her. "I'll go nice and slow so you can take care of your baby boy properly, Mrs. Elena."
Mom's breath came out in hot, huffing pants against my cock as her hand worked me. She stroked me with loving dedication, sometimes slow and teasing, twisting her wrist gently around the head on every upward stroke, sometimes faster and sloppier when Ethan's deep grinds made her whole body jolt forward.
Her hand would slip occasionally from the force of his thrusts, her fingers sliding messily over my slick shaft before she quickly recovered and gripped me tighter again. Every time that happened, a fresh bead of precum would ooze from my tip and coat her fingers, making the sounds wetter and filthier.
"You're so hard, baby," she whispered lovingly between moans, her voice husky and trembling with pleasure. "So thick and throbbing for mommy… don't be embarrassed. Let me help you just like in the shower."
"Mmm… you liked that, didn't you?" Her massive breasts swayed and jiggled lewdly beneath her with every slow thrust from Ethan. The heavy, soft globes dragged across the sheets, nipples stiff and dark, occasionally brushing against my thighs when she leaned closer.
"Mom… we… we shouldn't…" I was trembling. But even as I said it, my hips twitched forward involuntarily, pushing my cock deeper into her warm, welcoming grip. The jealousy was killing me by watching Ethan's thick cock disappear repeatedly into my mother's pussy while she jerked me off with motherly affection, but the pleasure was too intense to fight.
Max chuckled from the side. "Look at her go. Your mom's multitasking like a pro. She's a talented women."
Mom hummed softly in response, the sound vibrating through her body. Her hand moved faster now, stroking me with sloppy, eager pumps. Sometimes she would lean her face closer, her hot breath washing over my cockhead as she panted and moaned from Ethan's slow, deep fucking.
A few times her soft lips accidentally brushed against the tip, leaving sticky traces of Max's leftover cum on my skin. Her massive tits continued to sway hypnotically, the motion mesmerizing as they bounced and slapped together lightly with every grind of Ethan's hips.
She adjusted her grip, using her thumb and fingers in perfect coordination — squeezing, twisting, gliding. Every few strokes she would pause at the head, rubbing her palm in slow circles over the sensitive tip before sliding back down to the base and cupping my balls gently for a moment. The dual sensation of watching her get fucked while receiving such intimate, caring attention from her hand was driving me insane.
"Ahh… yes… just like that, baby," she encouraged breathlessly, her eyes looking up at me with hazy affection even as her body rocked forward from Ethan's thrusts. "You're leaking so much… Mommy loves making you feel good. Don't hold back. Cum whenever you need to."
Her hand sped up again, flying up and down my slick shaft with wet, rhythmic sounds. She was completely focused on me now, even while Ethan's thick cock stretched and filled her pussy with slow, deliberate strokes. Her breath came out in short, huffing gasps, her cheeks flushed deeper, sweat making her skin glow. Her heavy breasts swayed pendulously, nipples hard as diamonds.
I couldn't last much longer. The pressure had been building since the moment her fingers first touched me. My balls tightened, my cock swelling even harder in her soft hand.
"Mom… I'm… I'm gonna…"
"Yes, baby," she moaned sweetly, pumping me faster, tighter. "Cum for Mommy. Let it all out..."
With a choked groan, I finally exploded.
Thick ropes of hot cum erupted from my cock, shooting across her waiting fingers and palm. Spurt after spurt painted her soft skin white, some of it dripping down between her fingers onto the sheets below. Mom kept stroking me gently through every pulse, milking me completely, coaxing out every last drop until I was spent and trembling.
She looked up at me with a soft, satisfied smile, her hand still loosely wrapped around my softening cock, now coated in my own cum. Ethan continued his slow, deep thrusts behind her, watching the whole scene with a dark grin.
To be continued...
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