Milfs and Studs

Author’s Note.

This story is the continuation of “They Love Them Older and Busty” Series, by Thekarpathianman, who agrees.

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The housewives Carol and Helen are roughly sexed by John, Nick and Tom, three escaped convicts, in Carol’s rich house and in the presence of Scott, Carol’s incestuous son.

At the end of Chapter 3, Carol is in bed with John, while Helen is in bed with Tom and Nick.

Description of the main characters:

.Carol Blum: 52 yo, 4’10” height, DD cups, 95 pounds

.Helen: 42 yo, 5′ height, EE cups, 110 pounds and lactating

.Scott Blum: 18 yo

.John: 22 yo, 7’4″ height

.Nick: 27 yo, 6’4″ height

.Tom: 23 yo, 6’4″ height

Other cited characters:

.Frank Blum: Carol’s husband. Far from the house of the action.

.Bert; young basket player (more than 20 yo). Carol’s lover.

.Rudy: 19 yo, Helen’s older son (incestuous). In the past he had some sexual intercourses with Carol.

Scott is the narrator.

Enjoy.

It’s two o’clock in the night. I can’t sleep. Mom is in bed with John and surely he manipulates her like a puppet. A scene I witnessed many times in the last days. He owns her. Totally. She is his property, just as though he had purchased her at a store. He can move her to his will. He feasts on her flesh like a starved animal. He mercilessly drives himself inside of her body, without regard for anything except his pleasure. She is under his complete control. A small, mature, educated lady in her early fifties who is fully dominated by a much younger boorish tall escaped convict.

I am in the backyard, seated in an outdoor chair, immersed in these thoughts, when some loud cries make me jump. A blonde female figure stark naked runs out of the house, followed by a black towering guy, also naked. Helen and Nick. They run across the pool deck, about ten meters from myself, towards the woods. Then, before disappearing between the trees, the man reaches the woman and, with an arm around her waist, he raises her body from the ground, easily like a doll.

“Come to daddy, little pet!” he grunts, holding her up in the air.

“Aaaaaaaawwwwwww. . . nnnnooooo. . .” she yells, hitting his back with her fists and kicking her legs in the air. “Put me down damnit!”

“Nope!” he exclaims. “Not before laying you to a bed where I’ll devour your stinging ass with my dick!”

“Again? Didn’t you get enough? You and your hungry friend were inside of me every second in bed!” she screams desperately.

“It was all agreed, honey, don’t you remember? Both of us in your ass! Tom has already get his portion! Now it’s my turn!”

“My ass is sore from being fucked so many times by him!” she sobs helplessly “I can’t do it again!”

“You can, baby. . . your ass can handle more than that!” he insists. “And you’re going to shit my cum out of your butt all night long!”

“No Nick no please. . . no more!”

But he ignores her pleas. In a sudden move he bends his head down to her face and plants a vigorous kiss on her lips. Then, with his mouth still glued to hers, he carries Helen to a bench at the border of the woods and sits down, with the helpless woman sideways on his lap.

“Baby, you’re a superb bodied milf!” he says. His hand explores her chest pinching her areolae and nipples.

“I shouldn’t let you touch me this way! I’m married!” she weakly protests.

“Married, yeah! A wife, a milf who likes the big cocks! You need a black young dick inside of your married white cunt and mouth and ass and between those delicious coconuts, don’t you, bitch?”

She is silent.

“Tell me, bitch!” he moves his menacing hand towards her face. “You want my black cock fucking you, huh?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Yes what, bitch?”

“I want you! I want you fuck me, Nick!”

“Fuck you with what?”

“Fuck me with your black cock!”

“Okay, bitch! I’ll fuck you like your son does! ‘Cause you cuckold your husband with your son, you married bitch, don’t you?”

“My son is always gentle with me!” she whispers.

“Gentle!” he bursts into laughter. “Gentle when he sucks your milk and plays with your boobs?”

“Yes, Nick! He’s always gentle! He slowly caresses my breasts and softly kisses them. He slowly fondles my flesh. He loves me! I’m his lovable Lady Tits!” Laid naked in Nick’s naked lap, now Helen is loosing any inhibition.

“Lady Tits!” he laughs loudly. “Holy shit! Sure the boy has good taste!”

“My boy Rudy well knows how to please me! When he carries me to bed in his strong arms, I’m in heaven!” Helen says with enthusiasm.

“Wooowww!! The big boobed milf cradled by her horny son like a baby!”

“Nick, you know, I’m very attractive!” she speaks in a sensuous tone, looking over at him and letting his big rough hand palpate casually the curvy flesh of her front body. “Many men flirted with me! But nobody satisfied my sexual desire like my son!”

“And no wonder! With that big ass and great pair of bouncing hooters displayed to him every day, what guy wouldn’t become sex crazy for his own mummy?” One hard slap on her right tit follows. The round globe swings erotically and Helen lets out a high squeal.

Then, abruptly, he says “Give me your milk, baby, I’m hungry for it!”

“Again? Tom and you sucked hardly all night long!”

“There is still some left milk in those hot udders! I want to drink, I’m thirsty!” And he starts to trace his finger over her left areola, in slowly circles.

“You already drank a lot from me!”

“You’re a cow, baby!” he shouts out loudly. “You can nourish a regiment with those big bazoombas!”

“Pervert! Don’t call them that way! I’m a respectable lady and these are my beautiful breasts! My son loves them!” Her voice betrays a fake reproach.

“Ha ha ha” Nick explodes in a big laugh. “He loves your boobs! And now those boobs need to be milked!” He delivers some light taps to her nipple, which hardens.

“Uuuuuhhhhh. . . god” she moans.

“You’re a hot fucking cock-crazed little slut” he exclaims “with a pair of creamy pendulous balloons of succulent flesh eager for a hungry mouth!”

Now his fingers are rubbing both her areolae, as her moans turn to erotic screams.

“You’re ready, little one!” he shouts out, placing his big hands around her waist and lifting her body up before lowering it back on his lap, facing him, her thighs straddling his sides. The easy way the young black stud can handle the body of his white mature prey is simply amazing.

His thumbs press her nipples together so they touch and he can flick both of them simultaneously with his tongue.

She squirms in his arms, letting out little gasps and mewls. Music to Nick’s ears.

Then he reaches out his hands and grasps the two mounds squeezing them like huge lumps of dough. White rivulets of milk run down his fingers and over her skin, followed by thin jets that spray out of the succulent orbs and hit his hairy chest.

“That’s great, baby!” he yells, jerking her tits in all direction. Gushes of milk fly everywhere. “Oooh. . . uuuhhh. . . uuhhh. . . yeaaaaahhhh. . . ooohhh. . . feeeelllls good!” Helen squeals.

“Yummy. . . yummy. . . fill my stomach yummy mommy!!” he exclaims pushing his mouth against one nipple and sucking it loudly and greedily.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhh. . . you. . . suck. . . my milk. . . aaaaahhhhhh!” she cries, holding with her hands the back of his head to drive his mouth closer to her lactating breast.

He sucks ardently on her erupting nipple as his left hand continues to maul the second tit.

My cock is stiffening at the erotic sensuous scene unfolding before me. The beautiful sexy mom of my former friend Rudy is firmly embraced to a young stud and her big succulent tits of which he was so proud have become property of a brutal black escaped convict who kneads and milks them like his own personal sex toys.

Helen utters several “oooooohhhh” and other sounds of pleasure. Her sexual arousal is increasing.

“Honey, you got the biggest and sexiest boobs I’ve ever played! And they release the sweetest juice I’ve ever tasted!” Nick exclaims bouncing and caressing the drained tit in his palm before his mouth switches to the other one.

He suckles the wet nipple and she sighs, arching her back to push her breast up to him.

Helen’s screams of joy echo in the silence of the night while Nick swallows drops of her milk and his cock begins to grow large and stiff against her crotch.

When he raises his face from her chest he shouts out “Baby your tits have been done!!” in a grin of satisfaction.

“Uuuuuhhhhhh. . . you drained me! Are you happy, now, big hunk?” she asks cupping her own tits in her little hands, after the milking session.

“Oh Christ, that huge milky set made me so fucking hot!” he exclaims. “Time to fill your married pussy!” And he lifts Helen up from his lap till her shaved cunt lips touch his erect dick, before slamming her down on his shuddering cock.

“Yeaaaaahhhhh . . . in your fucking womb!” he cries. The long pole has slid entirely inside of her in only one rough motion.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!” she screams.

“You’re mine slut. . . all mine!” he growls and grabs her thighs raising the helpless body up off his shaft. The young Nick toys with the mature Helen like a cat with a mouse.

“I fuck you silly, you big boobed wife! I make you come!” And slowly, with expert teasing, he bounces her along the length of his massive cock. Up and down. Up and down. Rhythmically. Till the woman’s moans turn from pain to pleasure.

“Oh god. . . oh god. . . oh god!” she hisses, her eyes glowing, swirling pools of crazed lust as she starts to rotate her hips, easing the stretching at her opening.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . you’re sooooo big. . . soooo strong. . . ooooohhhhhhh!” she cries.

“Show me the big titted cow you are, baby! Tell me you’re my cow! And call me daddy!” he orders in a dominating tone.

“Yeeesss. . . yeeesss daddy. . . I’m your cow, big daddy . . . ooohhhh. . .”

“Thank your big daddy for the treatment, little cow!” A flick of his darting tongue against the top of a swaying boob follows.

“Thanks daddy thanks! You make me cum!” she purrs in pure ecstasy, while her body continues to be guided up and down the giant member.

“I’m fucking you, slut! Cum for me! Now! Now! Do it baby!” he booms.

“Uuuuhhh . . . oooohhhhh . . . yesssss. . . oooohhhhh yesss. . . your baby is cumming!” she yells, her body shaking and trembling on the impaling shaft.

“Yeeeaaahhh . . . cum for your daddy, you slut wife, you slut mum! Cum on my cock!” Nick’s voice thunders.

“Oooohhh . . . oooohhhhh. . . soooooo gooooodddd . . . aaaaahhhhhh. . .” she howls, bursting in a spasmic orgasm, as her cunt juices run down his invading pole.

Helen’s head rests on his shoulder for few minutes, after her climax has subsided.

But Nick wants more.

“I didn’t cum yet, baby!” he says, cupping her cheeks in his large hands and kissing her lips. Then he picks her up and lays her on the grass, near to the bench.

He kneels and straddles her body, his knees on either side of her waist, his majestic cock bobbing right above her glorious boobs.

“I want to tit fuck you! I want to splash my cum on those fantastic boobs!” And his hands grab the twin mounds, pressing his fingers into the white resilient flesh, making her areolae and nipples peeking out deliciously from between his firm grasp.

“Oooooohhhh. . . my tits. . . always my tits. . .!” she whines.

“Your tits are mine honey! My toys!” And he puts his shaft in her cleavage pumping it up and down the titty channel.

“Lick it little one!” he commands, sliding his rod between the massive valley of tit flesh till the cock head touches her chin.

Helen complies. The tip of her tongue flicks his pulsating member.

“I use your tits! I use you for my pleasure! I can manhandle you as much as I want! You’re my filthy whore, my sex slave! My pet! Say it, say I’m your submitted pet!” he orders with an imperious tone, his throbbing member still embedded in the warm tenderness of her pliant boobs.

“Yes yes yes. . . I’m yours, you can fuck my tits. . . I’m your pet!! Your fucktoy!!” she yells.

“Your rack is made for titfuck!” he doesn’t stop his pitiless merciless assault on her breasts.

And Helen loves it. “Oh yeah. . . Nick. . . you big stud. . . you like my tits, don’t you? Fuck them. . . go ahead. . . tittyfuck them. . . do it!”

Nick can’t take it anymore. He lets go and his cock erupts like a hose, in a river of cum between the gorgeous mountains of flesh.

The first spurt hits the woman under the chin before drizzling down into her cleavage. The second lands completely on her offered melons. A huge ribbon of seed splatters up her face and hair. Another one squirts out like a volcano and covers her armpits and underarms. Helen is a mess of cum.

Exhausted from the sex session Nick lays on the grass beside the woman.

For about ten minutes nobody is speaking.

Then he stands up and asks “Have you ever been titty fucked baby?”

“Yes, of course, but never like you did!” she replies in an amused tone. Evidently she has appreciated their love making.

“Okay baby! Piss now!” he orders.

“Piss? You want me take a piss here, in front of you?” she asks. Her tone is not angry, but rather surprised.

“Yes sweetheart! Here in front of me! Same place where I made pee your beloved friend!”

“Did you make Carol pissing?”

“Yes! She pissed like a fountain! Like a little child!” My heart jumps in my chest at the thought of my mom led to piss by this hunky stud.

“Little child? She’s more than twice your age!”

“Sure! And she cries and squeaks like a little child when I spank her nice butt and fuck her hole! Now piss, baby, don’t make me impatient!”

“Yes master yes! I do it! I do!” and she squats on her knees, gazing up at the dominant guy. Then she lets loose and starts peeing. A full stream of liquid gushes out of her body.

He reaches out his hand and cups the yellow stream.

“Warm. . . warm. . . little slut. . . piss. . . piss!” he says with satisfaction.

It seems like she pees forever as a large pool is forming under her ass.

The stream finally comes to a stop.

“I’m finished!” she murmurs looking up at him. “No more no more! May I stand up master?”

“Honey, I want you smelling nice before serving me in the next round! You need a shower and I’ll take care of you!” he says bending down and picking Helen’s white curvy body up like a feather in his black muscled arms.

“Wooowwww!! The young stud wants to shower me! Here! In the night! I love it!!” she giggles.

Now the couple of lovers is in the shower stall. The door is open and from my place I can witness all the action.

Nick gently deposits Helen on the floor, then he adjusts the temperature of the water which starts to fall over their bodies. Effortlessly he raises her a bit by her armpits so that her large slightly pendulous boobs hang just in front of his face and he can slowly engulf one pink areola and nipple in his mouth. He licks, nips and sucks the humongous teat as she squeals happily. The second teat gets the same treat.

When he lowers her, I hear Helen murmur “Did you like the food?”

“Sure! You taste butter and honey! Nice skin! Nice flesh! Smooth and tender!” he replies, then he starts to wash her front with a wash cloth soaked with soap. He fondles her breasts for a long time and pinches her nipples eliciting joyously gasps from the woman. After nudging her to raise her arms above her head, he slowly washes her shaved armpits. Helen cooes.

For several minutes he continues rubbing her delicious under and upper arms, then he turns her around and soaps her back with gentle caresses.

“Spread your legs!” he says and she obeys. Nick bends down and washes her round buttocks and soft thighs, before reaching out to clean her anus. His finger lingers in the rear hole and Helen quivers.

Again he makes her turn around and tongues her hairless pussy, before finding his way, with his hand, to her outer and inner labia and clit. Now Helen is continuously moaning in pleasure.

“So gooooood. . . feels good. . . I’m sooooo horny!” she chirps enthusiastically when he inserts his finger in her vagina.

Finally he soaps her legs.

“You’re done, little bunny!” he exclaims satisfactorisly.

He takes a quick shower then dries accurately her body and himself.

When they get out of the cabin Helen is still cradled in Nick’s arms.

“Let’s go to bed, my beautiful bitch! I need your ass! Just now!”

“Insatiable! Voracious! Am I so appetizing for my horny partner?”

“More than appetizing, baby! You’re a bomb of sex! With all those globes of flesh! There are plenty of rooms here! Let’s go to another clean bed while Tom sleeps in his room!”

“Okay, big hunk!” Helen exclaims, as Nick carries her in his arms to the house, like a little toy, one of her large breasts swaying before his greedy lips, while she happily giggles and her legs kick erotically in the air.

“Did you like what you saw, boy?” Nick exclaims unexpectedly to me.

“Oooooooohhhhhh. . . what a shame!!” Helen cries in surprise.

Those are the last words I can hear before the two of them disappear inside of the house.

The last sounds are Nick’s booming laughs and Helen’s girlish squeals.

“And mom?” I’m asking to myself “What’s about her and John?” I walk to the main room. The door is open and I hear soft voices from inside of the room.

Peeking out of a dark corner I can watch the scene.

The two lovers are in bed.

Mom is bent towards John’s cock, as the giant stud lightly slaps the sides of her pendulous tits making them swing back and forth like bells.

“Yes, John, when Frank was not there!” she says.

Evidently mom is speaking of dad.

“And then? Did you tell him?” he asks.

“Yes, why not! I told him!”

“And didn’t he beat you?”

“Noooooo. . . never he was getting jealous! He well knew to be too old for my sexual needs!”

“And now, baby, are you satisfied?” he says, while cradling one large white alabaster breast in his larger palm.

“Oh boy, you’re a fucking machine! Nobody made me come like you do!!” mom admits in a low voice.

“Holy shit little one!” he exclaims. “You come like a hungry slut when I fuck you!” His other hand has reached her pussy, where he gently fingers the pink slit, from clit to anus. She moans.

“You like it baby, don’t you?” He puts his mouth on the second breast, his lips and tongue running over the delicate swell of her opulent tit flesh.

“Ohhhhhhhh. . . that’s so sweet. . .” she cooes, as he pleases her body.

She is totally abandoned to his erotic caresses.

“I love you, John!” she murmurs “And you?”

“I always enjoyed the old big boobed tarts like you, little Carol!” he exclaims, while pinching her throbbing clitoris. “Your body is mine! I use you whatever I want! Is that clear, whore?”

“Yes, sir, you’re my big daddy!” she replies in ecstasy.

“Say it back, say who uses your body!”

“You, daddy, you! You can use my body whatever you want!”

“Whose are you little tart?”

“Yours, daddy! But I’m not a tart, I’m your little child!”

“Yeah!! My little obedient child! Say it, lil one!”

He rolls her turgid clit in his fingers, as her girlish giggles echo in the room.

“Yes, sir, you’re my big daddy and I’m your little obedient child!” she complies in gasps.

“If I give you an order you obey!” he insists.

“Yes, daddy, yes!”

“Okay, baby, grab my dick, now!!” he suddenly exclaims, forcing her to a kneeling positition

“Big. . . big. . . big. . . you’ve got the biggest cock I ever saw!” she groans, taking his massive shaft between her small palms and sliding her hands up and down the long pole, from cock head to base.

“Yeah. . . yeah. . . ” he approves. “That’s a nice milf!”

The sight is intoxicating. I’m highly aroused. My fifty-two years old mom and his young lover are again involved in a torrid session. I have lost count of how many times I watched them making sex, in the last days.

“You love this, don’t you, little slut?” he sneers.

She doesn’t reply, simply letting out some long groans of joy, as he lightly slaps her breasts. He gives little swats on the soft skin and mom accepts in pleasure his ministration, while paying tribute, with her small hands, to his massive penis.

“These hangers are so fucking good! I’d play with them all night long!” he exclaims and he drives his fingers to her rock hard nipples, pinching and squeezing the solid nubs.

“Ooooooohhhhhhh. . . yeeeeesssssss. . .” she moans, sneaking and pressing her hands into his balls sack and getting a good grip.

“Babe, you’re a hottie!” he blurts out loudly. “Get my cock in your mouth! Lick and suck!”

Mom obeys without hesitation, her mouth starting to nibble over the enormous shaft.

Then she asks with a grin: “D’you like me this way?”

“Oh shit, yeah!! Wrap your sexy lips around it, honey!”

“Mmmmmmmm. . . “she moans and her tongue starts to slither up and down the humongous cylinder of meat. Her action is accompanied by a rough shout of delight from the man.

“Suck. . . suck. . . you’re a gorgeous old bitch!!” he exclaims.

Her tongue dances along the cock, till it circles the huge head, caressing and flicking it softly.

John watches her gently feasting on him, as tiny guttural sounds of pleasure come from her. Then she sucks one ball, bringing a loud moan from his lips when she engulfs most of it in her mouth.

“You’re an old horny sexy bitch, you well know how to serve a man properly!” he shouts out, at the same time driving one hand against her butt for a hard slap to her right ass cheek.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh. . . you pervert brute!” she cries, and again her tongue slobbers his cock, slurping noisily. “Mmmmmffffff. . .” she muffles a long groan of satiated delight.

“You’re an old big boobed milf!” he exclaims, sneaking his hand between their bodies to grasp and squeeze with vigor one bouncing tit.

Now a couple of inches of his huge dick are sucked into her eager mouth. Her head slowly bobs up and down the pulsating meat she is savoring.

“You look so hot with my cock in your mouth, mistress Blum! That’s the food you deserve!” Mom’s right breast fully disappears in John’n large palm.

“You like to suck my cock, don’t you?” he asks.

“Mmmmmmmm. . .!” she groans. Then suddenly takes his cock out of her mouth and grins at him “Due to my age I could be your mother. Does it turn you on?”

“Yeah. . . yeah. . . you’re my old big jugged woman! My submissive slut, my little fuck toy! I’m your young dominant master!”

“Really?” she utters with delight “Lemme show you something!” And with that she pulls herself out of his arms and runs out of the room.

When she comes back, she wears a skimpy pair of black panties and nothing more. Her topless big natural breasts wave gracefully from side to side at every step.

She parades in front of him, who now sits on the edge of the bed.

“Do you like what you see, daddy?” she asks enticingly, cupping her large melons from the bottom and offering them to his gaze. “Am I good enough for you?”

“Good enough to be eaten, sweetheart!” he exclaims eagerly.

“Am I a sexy little child for you, daddy?” She approaches him, her hands still wrapped around her alabaster flesh.

“Damned sexy, lil one!” And with that he grabs mom by her arms and pulls her towards him, between his open thighs.

She stands up, facing him, her hands on her hips. She slowly rotates her torso, making her tits jiggle erotically.

“D’you like them, big daddy?” she teases him.

“Oh fucking yeah, baby! Great boobs. . . delicious for my palate!” he replies.

“My boyfriend Bert always loves to lick suck and taste them in his mouth. He says they are made with butter! Sometimes he bites them a bit, which makes me horny!”

“Yeah. . . two huge tender coconuts of jello!”

“Bert says I’ve got the best melon-sized fleshy orbs a woman can offer!”

At these words, abruptly John reaches out and gropes the soft spheres in his calloused hands.

“Does he squish these mature udders?” he asks, bouncing her boobs in his palms, from the bottom, as though checking their weight.

“Yes, yes! He squishes, he’s crazy for them!” mom exclaims “But he treats them with love, not roughly like you often do, you sex maniac! He sucks my nipples, he caresses and kisses my skin, he fondles my body! You maul me, you pervert, you want to hurt me!”

“‘Cause I’m your master and you my submitted fuck slave, my personal pet fucktoy! I own you and you’re my property! Who do you belong to?” he asks quietly.

“You, daddy! I belong to you, now!”

“Say it, slave, say I’m your property!”

“I’m your property, big daddy!”

“Okay, little shrimp! You’re mine!” he says with emphasis, while scooping mom up off the ground, without warninig.

“Woooowwww” she squeals. “My strong daddy always loves cradling me in his arms!”

“Yeah, baby, yeah! You’re no more the old mistress Blum! You’re a lovely milf, a little doll, my toy! You’re a little body for my own pleasure, my use!” he exclaims, walking with her to the door. Mom is held in his massive arms like a child.

“Okay, John, I’m a little doll and you’re my big daddy! Where are you carrying me, big daddy?”

“Outside, girl! To the open air, where I’ll fuck the brain out of you, my dear big meloned old wifey!”

A wet kiss on her hard nipple follows. Mom shrieks and my cock jumps in horniness inside of my pants.

The sight I witnessed has been absolutely erotic.

My petite classy mom dwarfed like a midget by the tall rude convict.

My beloved mature mom accepting to be dominated by the young stud, who takes all kinds of liberties with her busty body.

My married mom transformed in a play-toy of the strong bull.

My mom playing the “child” role with a “daddy” young man thirty years junior.

And, finally, my mom carried cradled in his arms like a tiny weightless doll, her body completely helpless against him. He is proud to demonstrate his physical superiority over an older woman he has transformed in his sexual prey, always ready to fulfill his desires. I am her son and she is the object of my love as much as the object of my lust. The vision of her naked body he freely exhibits, handles and manipulates anyhow and anywhere makes my cock vibrate raging hard.

Hidden in the shadows, I see the young giant carrying my little mom along the corridor, towards the backyard door. Immediately I run into the room, to the window facing the backyard.

The scene is fully illuminated by the moonlight. I can easily watch all the action outside and hear their voices.

John strolls around the swimming pool, with mom firmly cradled in his grip. Her hands are clasped around his neck. Her legs dangle deliciously in the air. His palm cups her left breast. A long nipple peeps out between his spread fingers.

Mom is tenderly cuddled up against his chest. The young John carries the mature Carol in his arms, like a little child.

My god! I can’t help to remove my pants and vigorously jerk me off.

“Ohhhhh. . . ” mom cooes like a baby “A young tall man cradles me!”

“Yes, Carol, ’cause you’re my personal doll! My own toy!” he says.

“Young stud, you’ve made me your compliant woman!”

“And you love the young stud carrying you like his sexual property, don’t you, mistress Blum?”

“John, all my boyfriends had fun cradling my diminutive body that way in their young arms!”

“You love the young men making your mature pussy cum like a little whore. Don’t you, mistress Blum?”

“Yes, John, yes!”

“You want my big cock in your holes! Don’t you, mistress Blum?”

“Yes, yes, please!”

“And you obey any order I give you! You’re my obedient pet! No more than my obedient pet! Okay, mistress Blum?” His loud laugh follows.

“Yes, John, yes! I’ll do anything you want! I’m yours, big daddy!”

He moves her small body in his arms like she is weightless and he presses her gorgeous bust against his face. He puts his lips over one hard nipple and gently kisses, sucks and nibbles on it. She gasps. His head is tightly held to her happily tingling boob and she whispers “Ohhh, it feels so good when you play my nipples like that, John!”

“You love your nipples kissed and nibbled, little Carol! I know! It makes you hot and wet!” he says, before dipping his mouth to the second breast. He takes the pink bud between his lips and he starts to flicks it mercilessly with the tip of his tongue.

“Oooooohhhhhhh. . . ooooohhhhhh. . . ” mom yelps like a puppy.

“Okay baby! Ready for a nice show to your voyeur boy?” he suddenly exclaims, surprising mom and myself.

Despite my attempt to remain hidden, he has found out me peeking at them and now he walks to me, with mom still cradled like a baby in his arms.

She lets out a scream of amazement “Oooooohhhhh noooooo. . . nooooo!”

“Why not, honey! Scott always enjoys your sexual exhibition!” John says, with a resounding laugh.

Now the couple of lovers is before the window, two meters from me.

“D’you like what you see, boy?” he tells me, while effortlessly cradling mom’s light body. Her arms are wrapped, for support, around his neck. “Isn’t she a hot number, a tasty piece of female flesh?” he asks laughing. His hard thirteen inched cock proudly points up, like an immense sword.

“Yes, John, she’s!” I can’t help to answer.

“Who could believe this hot number is in her fifties? Doesn’t she look like a little girl, apart from these big melons?”

“Yes, John, mom looks much younger than her age!”

“Doesn’t it turn you on to see your little mom cradled like a child in my arms?” His tongue gently slides across the soft skin of her left boob, before flicking the hard grown nipple.

“Yeah yeah John! She looks like a child, compared to you!” My hand vigorously moves up and down the length of my throbbing dick.

“Won’t you like to see my big cock sliding in and out of her mini pussy?” He plants a long kiss on her ample, pale white breast.

“Yeah yeah John, I’d like! do it. . . do it. . . I want to see you. . . fucking her!” I am fully aroused.

“Okay, boy! Come here and enjoy mom’s sex show!” he exclaims, walking to the pool deck, mom’s legs erotically kicking out in the air.

With no hesitation I jump out of the window to the backyard.

John has reached a large outside couch, where he sits. Mom stands up, between his big thighs, with her feet on the ground, facing away from him.

I sit on the same couch, half a meter far from the two lovers.

He has slipped his hands between mom’s arms and chest. Her large breasts are enveloped in his larger palms.

“Ooooohhhhh. . . Scott!” Mom happily trills to me. “Watch how my gallant knight likes my tits!”

“I’m not your gallant knight, kitten! I’m your master, your daddy!” he thunders as he gently bites her neck and upper arm.

She lets out little sounds of pleasure.

“Raise your arms, sweetie!” he orders, still manhandling her boobs.

She obeys and he bends his head to her right underarm. Then he extends his tongue and lightly licks the shaved hollow of her creamy armpit.

Mom shivers and moans.

John lustily sucks on her juicy underarm’s flesh and strokes his tongue over her flawless skin, making her squeal in joy.

“The girl loves my caresses!” he winks at me. And with that he moves his head to her left armpit to give it the same treatment, with renewed vigour. His hands continue to palm the velvety skin of her luscious tits.

Mom enjoys every moment of the lusty love making.

“Ohhhhh Scott. . . Scott. . . John knows how to stimulate me!” she giggles, smirking to me. “A great lover, the greatest I’ve ever had!”

“I worship stimulating the little cougars like you, baby! Mainly in front of their aroused sons!” he exclaims, after raising his head from mom’s glistening armpits.

Her tits are always firmly cradled in his powerful hands.

“These plump melons!” he says, giving her breasts a good squeeze, before massaging the nipples with his thumbs. “Whom they belong to? Say it, baby!”

“You, John, you!” she replies.

“Okay! Now say it to your son, baby! Tell him who has the right to play with these mammaries!”

“Scott, please, don’t blame your mom! John dominates me! Young, tall, big! He wants my body! He kisses me, he tongues me, he feels me up! He plays with my tits! I’m his! His toy, his lover! His devoted child!” Mom’s passionate words hit me. But they don’t hurt me.

Mom is fully obedient to John, to the young stud who took possession of her mature body just from the very first minute he entered our house. Now she is totally submissive to any perverted sexual request he wants. Because he owns her. He is her master, her daddy. My small, fifty-two aged mother is at the complete mercy of this twenty-two gigantic brutal man, who always scoops her up in his massive arms like a doll, who manhandles her body in his steel’s hands, who licks and sucks any square inch of her luscious figure, who fucks her in all her holes with his massive shaft, making her squeal like a piglet in heat.

“Good girl!” he exclaims, putting his hands underneath her tits and bouncing them in his palms, as if weighing them. Her areolae pucker, her nipples deliciously protrude like bullets from the white cones of her mounds. His fingers lightly tap the fleshy melons, making them bob up and down in a delightful fashion.

He enjoys the way each breast jiggles under his slaps.

“Oooohhhh, nasty boy!” she chirps in an amused tone of voice.

“Watch her hot fresh flesh, boy! It’s made to be played with!” he tells me, molding and squeezing the two orbs while using them to push her back, against his chest.

“Jooohhhnnn. . . “she screams.

“Tight to me, baby!” He wraps his arms around her bare waist, while his voracious lips find their way to her underarms, kissing and licking the smooth shaved skin of her pit and the delicious mole on the side of her left boob.

“Ohhhhhhhh. . . my god. . . John. . . John!” she yelps.

He grabs her nipples and lifts up, by them, her gorgeous tits, then he jiggles the twin mounds a little bit, watching them ripple like bowls of Jell-O, before letting them drop back to her body.

He repeats the action three four times, adding some small slaps to the soft titflesh.

“You abuse my tits, young hunk!” she squeals.

“And you love it, old lady!” he exclaims.

“I’m glad you like them so much!” she replies. “But you’re too rough!”

John seems not to hear mom’s words and another pair of slaps on each tit follows.

“Did you enjoy the show, boy?” he asks me. “It was nice, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, yeah!” I admit.

“Stay here, ’cause the show is going on!” he says, in a fat laugh.

“Insatiable, insatiable!” mom yells, as his big rough hands pull her nipples the one against the other, squishing the two breasts together into a single soft mound of stretched flesh.

I watch and my cock is a hard vibrating rod in my hand, as John continues to mash and squash the pliant boobs.

“Ooooohhhhhhh. . . aaaaaahhhhhh. . .” mom squeals.

He rubs her tits side to side, then pinches both nipples with forefinger and thumb of his right hand and pushes them together.

Mom moans.

“These are some fucking big puppies for my pleasure!” he shouts out.

“Oooohhhh. . . daddy. . . oooooohhhhh!” mom moams.

I am hard like a rock.

Now he grabs mom by her hips and turns her around, facing him. Then he hooks his fingers in the edge of her black panties and starts to pull them apart.

“Don’t break them, please!” she whispers pleadingly.

But he ignores her. Only one tug and RRRRIIIIPPPPP!!!!! The small cloth flies off in shreds from her body, leaving mom stark naked before his hungry gaze.

“You always destroy my lingerie!” she whimpers.

“Your boyfriend or your son can buy others for you! They’ll be happy to see you modeling them!” he shouts out laughing.

He pulls her towards him and pushes his head onto her left tit, licking alternately, with wet slurping sounds, at her nipple and areola. At the same time his finger reaches her pussy where he runs his fingertip along her lips. Mom’s lovely body shivers slightly.

He continues his action then adds his thumb and strokes her love button in a slow circular motion causing her loud moans.

His mouth devours her nipple as his finger enters all the way inside of her channel. Mom trembles and gasps.

“You’re wet mistress Blum!” John exclaims. “You need the right treatment!” and with that he extracts his hand from her pussy and hooks his muscular arms under her knees. His large palms cup entirely her tight ass cheeks. He lifts her small body up and holds mom in mid air, her legs along his sides, her hands on his biceps. His long cock sways proudly before her pussy.

She looks completely defenseless and exposed at the mercy of the young stud, so light in his arms and folded into a fuckable little package, her gaping cunt hole waiting to be used.

She moans. Meek pleading noises escape from her lips.

“I love your noises, baby! And you, boy, look carefully!” he says resolutely, pulling mom forwards till his cock touches her vulva.

My dick is throbbing.

“D’you feel it, mistress Blum?” he asks.

“Uuuuuuhhhhhh. . . ooooohhhhh. . . myyyyyyy!!” she gasps aloud.

“D’you want it inside of you? Ask for it!”

“Ohhh. . . please yes. . . put it inside!” she begs.

“Inside where, you lovely big boobed tart?” he continues mercilessly.

“Inside of me. . . in my pussy!”

“What d’you want inside of your pussy, you old cuckolding bitch?”

“Your cock. . . your big cock. . . please!” she cries.

“D’you want your big daddy’s big cock? Say it!”

“Yes. . . yes, I want my big daddy’s big cock. . . please. . . please!” mom implores.

My hands are furiously stroking my dick.

“Okay, bitch, I go inside! Your hole was well screwed by all the big tools in this house. It was well trained! And well lubed, after my finger fucking! Enjoy the show, boy!!” he booms out enthusiastically, starting to slide mom’s pussy along his hard shaft.

“Ooooohhhhhh. . . ooooooohhhhhh. . . mmmmmmmmm. . .” she screams, as her tender lips spread wide and the huge tool disappears inside of her cunt.

I watch in disbelief as the massive cylinder works its way.

Slowly, inch by inch, it sinks deeper and deeper into her twat.

“I’ve never had. . . anything. . . like this, before you!” she groans.

“Yeah, little girl, you were virgin, when I fucked you first time!” he laughs out, shoving another portion of his tool into her pussy.

“Uuuuuuhhhhhh. . . sooooooo biiiiig. . . you’re. . . up to my cervix. . . you dirty bastard!”

“Here I go, baby! All the way in!” he growls into her ear.

“Too much. . . too much. . . I can’t. . . ooooohhhhh. . .” she utters.

“Relax now! Relax your body!” he grunts, before slamming another couple of inches inside of her stretched hole.

“Ooooooohhhhhhgggaaaaawwwwwddddd!!!! mom yells.

“Up to my balls, Carol! Take it all!” and, with a guttural shout of satisfaction, John forces the last inches up, into his target. A screeching sound follows: her cervix has given way and now the massive member is totally imbedded in mom’s body.

A high-pitched feminine cry echoes in the air.

“I’m inside of you, chick!” John exclaims. “My dick head caresses your womb! D’you feel it?”

“My god, John, my god. . . I feeeel iiit. . . you destroy me. . .” she screams.

“I make you happy, lil one! I’m a true man, not a little runt like your husband or your friends! You belong to me, little milf!” He follows his words by bending his face to hers and planting his lips on her mouth for a long wet kiss.

“Back and forth, now!!” he says and he starts moving her body along his shaft, rythmically, a squishing sound coming out of her pussy.

“Oooooohhhhhh. . . godddddddd. . . aaaahhhhhhhh!!!!” she yells.

“Watch, boy, watch how a man fucks your mom!!” he tells me. “Look at her! She’s your mom! My slut, my obedient fuck toy!!”

He walks with her, now, along the poolside.

Still impaled on him, mom’s legs are wrapped around his waist. Her cries of pain are gradually changing in tone, till they obviously are more pleasure than pain.

“You enjoy it, don’t you, lady?” he exclaims. The couple of lovers is again in front of me.

“You rape me, you pervert. . . ohhhhhh. . . yeahhhh. . . you want make me cumming, ooooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuuck!!” she wails.

“Enjoy, little Carol, enjoy your big daddy. . . you never had so much cock in your life like now!” he shouts out, without stopping to pump his schlong, back and forth into her womb.

“Yeahhhh. . . yeahhhh. . . you’re my stud. . . oooooohhhhh!”

“I can enter all of your holes anytime I want! You’re a cock hungry whore, mistress Blum!” he mocks her, continuing to drive his rampant prick along her insides, till mom gets closer and closer.

“My god, John,” she screams “you did it! You have done me! Fuck, John, fuck me, fuck your slut!”

“Cum, little chick, push your juices against my cock, release your pussy nectar!” he insists. And finally mom comes: a devastating orgasm that gets her completely limp in his strong arms.

My dick erupts like a volcano, sending a torrent of sperm into the air.

Now John carries my passed out mom to an inflated pool mattress and lays her down. He screws her for several minutes hammering into her cunt from above, till she recovers her senses.

“Huh . . . god . . . yeah . . . ah . . . god . . . so good. . . you stay in me . . . yeah . . . aaaaahhhhh. . .” she stammers and locks her legs around his ass.

Her nails are dug into his neck’s skin as he continues to ram his huge cock into her sex channel.

“That’s a tight pussy, baby!” he shouts out “I’m ready to fill you. . . to shove my cum inside of you. . .get ready baby. . . here it comes. . . yeeeeeaaaahhhhh. . . fuck. . . fuck. . . shit. . . shooting. . . shooting. . . all inside of you. . . bitch. . .”

Mom is gasping for air as John ejaculates torrent of jizz right into her.

Fifteen minutes are passed from the sexual intoxicating performance of the two lovers.

Now John sits again on the outside couch and cradles mom in his lap.

He caresses and licks gently her tits, toying with her flesh. Mom bends her head back, thrusting her chest towards his mouth. He sucks her nipples and she moans as they harden under his touch.

“These are some fucking big puppies!” he says to me with emphasis, lifting his face from her chest. “It’s incredible how a small chick like your mom can carry some large equipment like those bazookas! Big and heavy! Watch, boy! Watch them bounce in my hands! Aren’t they some delicious toys?”

“Yes, John! Delicious, delicious toys!” I can’t help to reply.

“And you, little pussy!” he asks mom, still cupping her boobs and immersing his large palms in her smooth and soft flesh. “Did your followers like to play those babies?”

“Yes, John, all of them!” she says without inhibition. “My breasts always attracted men!”

“What about your wimp husband? Did he know?”

“Yeah. . . Frank, my husband, knew very well. Let me now tell you a story. Once, for my fiftieth birthday, we flew to a Polynesian island. We rented a car with driver for our ten days stay. The local driver was Pierre, a twenty years old guy very tall and very handsome, who immediately showed great sympathy to me.

“On the day of my birth he surprised me with a gift: a local skimpy costume, kind of tanga. A very very short thing, little more than a belt, barely covering the ass, made of leaves and flowers. The young girls of the island wear that costume during their traditional danses.”

“What did your husband say?”

“He was not upset. On the contrary, he encouraged me to wear it next day, in front of himself and Pierre, at the beach.”

“Did you accept?” John asks.

“Sure! I never had problems staying topless. So, the next day, when we were at the beach -a secluded beach, far from the tourist resorts- I took my dress off and remained clad in only that skimpy costume.”

“I think the guy was happy!”

“Yes, very happy! And Frank too! He took his camera and made many pictures of us. Near to Pierre I felt dwarfed by his seven feet height, while Frank seemed to enjoy the sight. Then, to my astonishment, he told Pierre to pick me up and carry me around. Pierre immediately complied and I was lifted into his arms like a doll. Many shots followed: Pierre cradled me like a baby. He seated me in the crook of his arm. He lifted me over his head, laid on his large palms. He raised my body in the air with the help of only one hand. Then, with husband’s approval, he flung me over one shoulder and walked to the sea, where he used all his strength and fantasy to play me in every imaginable way. He tossed me into the water then pulled me up. He let me swim around then he dove down, under my body, and emerged with my ass seated on his shoulders, my legs dangling over his torso. He launched me in the air before collecting me again in his massive arms. Finally he returned to the seaside, with me still cradled in his arms. Frank filmed everything.”

“Nice shots! And then?

“Pierre lovingly toweled me off. Then, after a nod of agreement from Frank, he carried me, without a word, to a grove not too far away, where he deposited me on the shore of a small river. He gently removed from my body the worn out costume, leaving me totally naked in front of him. On his turn he put away his pants.”

“Did you try to stop him?”

“No, why had I to do it? He was young, tall, muscular, good looking and . . . let me say. . . well endowed! My husband agreed! What else?

“Did he fuck you?”

“We made love! And mainly he made love to my tits! He was infatuated with them: round large and pale white, so much bigger and different from the brown skinned girls he had ever touched. A mature lady like me was a great attraction for a young man. He loved the short women and my diminutive height together with my curvy body, all ass and tits, pushed him into the irrepressible desire to cradle me in his arms. Effortlessly he scooped me up and walked me around the place for some long minutes, all the time complimenting me and telling me how gorgeous I was. When he put me down he kissed my lips and my tits, telling me how hot it was to carry like a baby a mature busty woman, light like a feather, naked like a nymph.”

“And then?”

“He was a wonderful lover. Strong but gentle hands, sweet and playful lips. He fondled my body all over, he rubbed his fingers around my nipples and pussy, he played my clit before invading me with his tongue and his huge member. He couldn’t believe I was fifty aged and mother of two grown kids. He said that my figure and body were those of a thirty years old woman. He liked my skin. Velvety and flawless he said. He kissed and licked my flesh with fervor. He cupped my tits in his hands. He said they are amazing, two tender coconuts of butter, two natural beauties with poking out nipples, like a pair of mini cocks. He caressed them, he squeezed them, he teased the erect nubs. He softly kissed and licked my tit flesh in circle, from top to bottom, trailing his tongue on my skin. He suckled and flicked my nipples. He engulfed in his wide open mouth as much of my breasts as he could. He pushed his head against my under arms, enjoying my armpits for a long time. He excitedly feasted on my flesh till it was all wet with his saliva.”

“Did he titty fuck you?”

“He made me cum a lot of times, harder than I usually did before. He ejaculated three times: two in my pussy, one on my breasts. He straddled me and rubbed his cock head over my face, neck, shoulders, arms and armpits, then his penis traced all the skin of my tits. He took them in his hands, kneading and mashing the swollen flesh, pinching the nipples, caressing the wrinkled skin of the areolae. He nuzzled his cock between my boobs and squeezed them around it, before sliding his shaft back and forth. His semen flooded my chest.”

“Did he fuck your pussy?”

“Two times, as I told you. One of that in the air, with my legs wrapped around his hips. It was fantastic!”

“Didn’t he want to fuck your ass?”

“Of course he wanted, but I refused and he didn’t insist. He was not a wild savage animal like you and your friends. My ass was virgin when you invaded my house!”

“Virgin!” John laughs sarcastically. “Virgin like a schoolgirl at your old age! That’s really fun! And then? What happened then? What about husband?”

“Finally, when both of us were finished, with my pussy still dripping cum, Pierre cleaned me off in the water of the small river. We remain some minutes sunbathing, then he lovingly scooped me up again in his arms and carried me, fully naked, to Frank who was waiting in the car. ‘You’re a lucky man, Mister Blum’ Pierre said, depositing me on the passenger seat. ‘Your wife is a treasure’ he added and reinforced his words by cupping my breasts in his large palms and planting, in front of my husband, two passionate kisses on my throbbing nipples.”

“Did husband appreciate your sex session?”

“Yes, he appreciated. And d’you want to know what he told me when we returned to our hotel? ‘That was my gift for your birthday, Carol’ he told me. And I thanked him very much!”

“Okay, baby, now it’s time to come back to bed. Time to explore your delicious ass!” John exclaims scooping mom up in his arms and walking to the house. “Tomorrow, boy, I’ll tell you everything. Don’t worry, mom is in good hands!”

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