Jane paused at his door and peeked out to make sure her husband wasn't out there, then she looked over at her boy. Her eyes immediately went to the cock that he was gently stroking. The site of him doing that nearly made her melt with desire. "Pull one out, ok?" she softly said.
"Pull one out?"
"A cum-load. Pull one out of your balls for me tonight."
"Oh, right, um...sure!" the boy nodded.
"And, be sure to finish studying for your test, ok?" she said softly.
"Sure, mom," the boy responded, laying there holding his erect cock.
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned," Jane confessed as she sat in the booth the next day. "It's been four days since my last confession."
"Our God is one of compassion and forgiveness," Father Mack's soothing voice responded from the next booth. "Tell me the sin you've committed, dear."
"Last night, my son and I were being...inappropriate and I nearly had sex with him."
"Nearly...but you didn't, I presume?"
"No, only because my husband came home, otherwise I don't know that I would have had the strength to stop myself," Jane admitted.
"God gives strength to those who call upon his name. Show remorsefulness and you will be forgiven."
"Thank you, Father."
Later that day, Jane sat in the local coffee shop when Sandi Parker walked in.
"Hey, Jane...thanks for meeting me here," she whispered as she sat down next to her friend at the table.
"Of course. Is everything alright?" Jane asked.
"Yes...I mean, no, not really."
"What's wrong?"
"You're the only one I feel like I can talk to. The only one who understands," Sandi replied. "You remember I told you about my husband and I's...issue, in the bedroom?"
"I remember."
"Well, I asked him for doggy-style sex again and this time he actually got angry at me for asking."
"Why would he get angry about that?" Jane asked.
"Oh, I don't know...probably because I hound him about it three times a day, every day, but the point is I'm at my wits-end here," the mother vented in frustration. "Jane, I hope I don't sound like a floozy, but I need to be pounded from behind so bad it's killing me!"
"Well, maybe if you just sit your husband down and explain to him that..."
"No," Sandi interrupted. "I've tried reasoning with him about it. I just can't get through. I know this sounds horrible, but I'm actually starting to entertain the idea of cheating on him."
Jane got quiet for a moment as she reflected on how closely she'd come to actually cheating on her own husband.
"Why are you not saying anything?" Sandi asked. "You think I'm terrible, don't you?"
"No, I don't think your terrible. I'm sorry, your problem just reminded me of something I myself am going through right now."
"But I thought you said you and your husband weren't having sex anymore?" Sandi asked.
"We're not, but... Oh, never mind," Jane muttered, shaking her head as if too ashamed to discuss it.
"No, what is it? Tell me," Sandi insisted, placing her hand on Chelsea's.
"Just like you've been entertaining the idea of cheating on your husband...I've also been tempted to cheat on Damian recently."
"Recently?"
"Yes."
"With...anyone in particular?"
Jane flashed her a smile. "I think you know," she muttered.
The blonde mother smiled knowingly. "I can't say I blame you. I know he's your son, but he's incredibly handsome...and that penis-bulge, I mean good grief I had to wring my panties out after church the other day."
"Tell me about it."
"Being in a sexless marriage, it can't be easy having such a hot, virile, well-endowed son living under the same roof as you."
"I was fine for the longest time, but Henry has reawakened the sexual beast inside me," Jane confessed. "I just don't know how long I can go without letting him screw my brains out."
"I know I'm at least getting sex and you're not, but I can totally relate to the hunger you're feeling," Sandi consoled. "I have that same overwhelming desire to be fucked from behind."
Sandi suddenly threw her hand over her mouth. "Oops, sorry...I mean 'taken' from behind. If only it were God's will."
"Wait a minute...God's will!" Jane blurted.
"What's God's will?"
"I've been assisting Sister Emma in teaching Henry about sexuality. Maybe God is ok with us cheating on our husbands as long as it's for a worthy cause."
"You mean like helping your son learn about sex?"
"Yes. I mean a sex education is about more than just learning it, right? It's about practicing it...preparing Henry and giving him the confidence and skills for a healthy sex life."
Sandi smiled from ear to ear and shook her head. "That doesn't sound at all like something a loving God would object to us helping out with."
The next day, Jane, Sandi and Henry went to the appointment to see Sister Emma. "You brought a friend from the congregation this time!" the Sister stated as she greeted them at her office door.
"Good to see you again, Sister," Sandi said, sharing a hug with her.
Henry sat down between his mom and Sandi and Sister Emma smiled across at him from her chair. "Henry, during our last session you learned about the male body. In particular, the penis, and how it functions. Today we're going to be teaching you about the sexual anatomy of a female."
"Cool!" the boy nodded eagerly.
Emma looked over at the boy's mother. "Jane, why don't you go ahead and strip naked for your boy."
Jane nodded and stood up without hesitation. "Certainly!" she smiled, while starting to unbutton her blouse.
"Can I get naked too?" Sandi asked.
"Absolutely!" Emma answered. "Tell you what...why don't all three of us get naked, so Henry can see that no two females are built the same."
The boy sat there in wide-eyed disbelief as the three heavy-titted mothers stripped in front of him. They removed their bras and panties, exposing their oversized tits and shaved pussies.
"Henry, why don't you kneel here on the floor. We'll have your mother and Sandi sit on the couch," Emma requested.
"Do I need to keep my clothes on?" Henry asked, as he moved to the floor.
"For now," Emma answered, then looked at the two moms as they sat down. "We're going to have the ladies lean back on the sofa and spread their pretty legs, so they can show you their vaginas."
Henry's jaw dropped as he watched Sandi and his mom scissor their sexy legs open into wide spread-eagles, pointing their dainty bare feet towards opposite sides of the room. Their big knockers drooped slightly off the sides of their chests.
"Look at the differences in their vaginas, Henry," the sister pointed out. "Sandi has big inner lips that extend out past her labia majora. While your mother's vagina looks like a flower about to bloom. You can see how the inner flesh is peeking out along the entire length of her slit."
"That's so cool!" the boy excitedly sighed. His dick was so hard that it hurt.
"Now we'll have the moms peel open their genitalia, so you can see what's going on beneath those fleshy layers."
Sandi and Jane used two fingers to spread their labium. Henry's heart about beat out of his chest as he gawked at the fat clits that peeked out from beneath their clitoral hoods.
"A woman's vulva is crowned by the bulb of her clitoral glans. A woman's glans are just like yours, Henry. Smaller, but just as sensitive," Emma explained.
"They do look like little penis's," the boy observed, making the moms giggle.
"Go over and drag your tongue across their clits. Watch how it gives them pleasure."
Henry crawled over right in front of his mom's splayed cunt. He leaned down and drug his tongue across her engorged love-button, just as the Sister suggested. His mom gasped sharply and shuddered. "Oh wow!" he sighed, looking across the fleshy prepuce of her bare pubis, up her tapered torso to her huge wobbling breasts, admiring the magnificent rounded undersides. "You shaved down here?" he pointed out.
His mother smiled down at him through her curtain of silky red hair. "I did," she proudly agreed.
He moved over to Sandi and brought his nose to her crotch, inhaling the sweet musky aroma of her pudenda. He drug his tongue over her juicy fuck-hole and across the fat bulb of her clitoris. This made the mother gasp and pant with horny desire.
"Would you like to lick my clitoris too, Henry?" Sister Emma asked.
"Could I?"
"God wants you to feel comfortable with all female bodies, so yes, you may."
As the Sister stood next to him, Henry moved over and brought his face to her bare vulva. He let out a lusty snarl as her drug his licker through the folds of her labial flesh and across the grape-sized nubbin of her engorged clitoris.
"Ohh!" the Sister sighed as he stimulated her nerve-endings.
"I like doing that a lot," the boy confessed. His mouth was wet from the juices of all three pussies.
"Good, then you'll love giving a woman oral pleasure," Emma stated. "You've probably heard the boy's at school refer to it as eating pussy."
"Yeah, I have heard them taking about that."
"Among other things, I'm sure," Jane teased.
"Right?" Sandi agreed. "Teenage boys love to talk about hot, nasty sex."
"They love to HAVE, hot, nasty sex too," Emma pointed out. "Would you like to have hot, nasty sex today, Henry?"
"Sure!" the boy excitedly replied.
"Would you like us to strip you naked, so you can slide your long, tender penis inside our vaginas?"
"Wow, would I ever!"
The three women moved in on him like a pack of hungry cougars. Henry was stripped down to his birthday suit in less than a minute. Their eyes stared at his cock like it was a big yummy candy cane. "Jane why don't you take him first," Emma suggested.
"Come on, honey," the mother said softly, leading him by his arm back over to the couch. She sat back down on the edge of the cushion, leaned back and threw open her legs again. "This is God will," she confidently stated. "He wants me...and all of us to help you learn and feel confident sexually."
"God is great!" the boy stated, then stepped up and fit his knob to his mom's fuck-hole. He thrust his hips, sinking his boner into the hot, slippery snugness of her vaginal sleeve.
"OH, MY GRACIOUS!!" Jane cried out, feeling a stiff dick inside her deprived cunt for the first time in many years. It wasn't just any dick. It was the large, meaty cock of her son.
"Thrust into her, Henry!" Emma urged. "Feel the pleasure that a female body can provide you."
Henry grasped his mom by the waist, so he could really sock it to her. The mother's puffy outer labia beat against her boy's cock-base as Henry fed his prick inside of her with rapid thrusts. His mom's vagina was wonderfully tight from years of neglect, creating amazing friction around his young burrowing dick.
He watched in utter astonishment as Jane's big tit-melons swung up and down her chest from the rhythm of their fuck.
It was no surprise that the mother had already reached the peak of a powerful climax. "OH, HENRY, YES!!" she cried out.
"You're making your mother orgasm, Henry!" Sister Emma announced. "Oh, that's so wonderful!"
Jane writhed wildly on the couch, arching her back and squealing as her son brought her off. "Whoa!" the boy sighed, watching his mom's pretty face contort as she threw her long red hair around in ecstasy. He heard her crotch squelch around his cock, then felt a hot rush of female ejaculate soak his prick and drip from his dangling balls.
"Wanna try THIS position now, Henry?" Sandi asked, pointing her ass back at the boy as she waited on all-fours. She wagged her mommy-buns lewdly. "Wanna try it doggy-style?"
"Sure!" the boy replied, pulling his cock from his mom's cunt and crawling over to Sandi.
Jane exchanged a knowing smile with her friend. Finally, Sandi was gonna be pounded from behind, just the way she'd been yearning to have it.
"Fuck my selfish bastard husband!" Sandi wickedly thought. "I have a huge teenage cock to give me the doggy-fuck I've been craving."
Henry's tongue hung from his mouth as he buried his prick inside the hot blonde's cunt and began fucking her from behind savagely. "OH, YES...GIVE IT TO ME!!" Sandi shouted lustfully. Her huge udders swung wildly to their fuck-rhythm as they dangled from her chest.
Henry watched his steely-hard cock stab in and out of her hot cunt. Sandi's big bubble butt SMACKED wonderfully against his midsection, making her ass-meat ripple on every strike.
"Yes! Hit it, Henry!" Sister Emma cheered. "Hit it hard! You're doing wonderful!"
For a solid ten minutes the boy pumped his prick into Sandi's cuntal sheath, showing his stamina and making her cry out in orgasmic passion.
"Would you like Sister Emma to ride your loins now, Henry?" the nun asked. "Would you like to feel MY hot vagina from the inside?"
"Sounds good to me!" the boy answered, pulling out of Sandi's juice-soaked pussy and sitting on the sofa. Still wearing her holy bonnet, but nothing else, Emma straddled the teen, placing her knees firmly astride his hips. She reached down and guided his cock inside of her smoldering cunt.
"OH, LORD IN HEAVEN, DO YOU FEEL GOOD!" she gasped loudly, setting her wide, mature hips in motion.
The sister bounced on his prick, fucking him at a frantic pace, so her peach-shaped ass smacked down on his nuts. Henry smothered his face between her giant tit-pillows, feeling their spongy softness bounce and ripple all around his wonder-filled face.
"Oh, honey...your penis is a real womb-smasher, isn't it?!" the Sister panted.
Sister Emma had a wonderful marriage, with a loving husband who made love to her regularly. However, she truly believed that it was her duty to help boys in the church make that passage into manhood. Over the years she'd had dozens of you young, stiff cocks pounding her snug cunny as she showed them the joys of sexual intercourse.
Henry latched on to one of her swollen nipples, gorging his mouth with distended tit-flesh. He sucked like a hungry infant, while feeling the pleated sleeve of her vagina drag along the surface of his stiff cock.
After ten minutes of bouncing and grinding on the boy, cumming twice and gushing on his prick, Chastity felt a hand on her shoulder. "Can I take over?" Jane asked.
"Of course, dear," Emma replied, then crawled off the boy.
Henry gulped excitedly as he watched his mom mount him for a fuck. She grasped his soaking-wet dick and shoved it inside the heated pit of her cunt. "Ahhh!" he gasped, feeling his erection slip through the remnants of her hymen and into her cock-grinder.
"I'm SO proud of you, Henry!" the mother gasped as she began riding her boy like a rodeo queen.
The teen panted in wide-eyed wonder, staring at the giant mommy-melons leaping up and down Jane's chest. Her beautiful fiery-red hair whipped around on her shoulders. Her pretty face was masked in pure pleasure, feeling her son's big muscled dick pound through her horny hole.
Even though it had been years since she'd done the devil's dance, it all came back to the mother, just like riding a bicycle. She whipped her lovely ass up and down, enjoying the sensations of her boy's meaty cock as it slipped exquisitely along her pleated cuntal lining. "Oh, yes...it feels SO good, honey!!" the mother cried out.
Now, with her leaned forward, Henry could really lick and suck on her enormous breasts, while they beat all around his face. He pulled on her rubbery nipples, feeling her cunt-tube clench up around his prick as she reacted to his oral affection.
"Oh my goodness!" his mom's voice quivered. "You suck my breast so good!"
More than once, in the hour they fucked, the boy felt her body quake and her wonderful cuntal nectar gush all over his cock and balls.
"OHH, YESS!" the mom cried out, plowing her pussy up and back in full-penetration.
Henry could feel his unyielding erection stretching her uteri, stirring through the depths of her wonderful cunt. His mom's body shuddered and she howled in orgasm, so loudly that Henry worried that his father might hear from his office down the hallway.
Her pussy spasmed violently, milking hard on the aching stiffness of her boy's prick. Henry couldn't hold his wad any longer. He began grunting in pleasure, while spurting his cum-load along the tightly-clasping walls of her pussy-tube. For several more minutes the mother's meaty ass-globes beat against her boy's nuts as she milked his thick slab, pulling every drop of cum into her greedy vagina.
On Sunday morning there was a loud knock at Henry's bedroom door. "Guys, what are you doing in there? We're gonna be late!" Damian shouted from outside the locked door.
Henry and Jane were on the bed fucking. The mother was on her back; had her church dress pulled up, and her smooth, strong mommy-legs harnessed high up around the boy's
back. Their genitals smacked wetly together in a heated rhythm and Henry's bed rocked from the force of his fuck-thrusts.
"Jane, are you guys coming?" her husband asked from outside the door.
"I'm cumming, honey, yess...I'm almost there!" she breathlessly answered, but she wasn't talking about 'coming' to the door. She was talking about 'cumming' on her son's cock.
"I'll be down in the car," Damian announced.
With his face between his mom's chin and shoulder while he fucked, Henry snarled in sexual delight. The top portion of his mom's dress was open and her bra was pulled up over her tits, so he could feel her fatty knockers crushed against him. He loved the way his mom's thick thighs cradled his midsection, cushioning his every thrust. Her sleek legs clutched on to him, while her dainty high-heels hovered above his back, bobbing to their rhythm. She had obviously been ready for church, when she and her boy decided to have a hot fuck before the service.
The thick erect stalk of Henry cock pushed rhythmically into his mother's gripping cunt. Her coital muscles compressed the ribbed tube of her vagina around her boy's dong, making his glans sizzle as they drug along her slippery pink walls.
They kissed passionately; their tongue dueling inside the boy's mouth. They had gotten so good at fucking each other the past two days that they could time their orgasms perfectly and erupt in a mutual climax.
"Ohh, Henry!" Jane gasped, struck by a tit-quivering orgasm.
"AHH, MOM!" the teen grunted, thrusting like a madman and pumping his first jet of cum inside her.
Their genital juices swirled together around the pulsing pink meat of their sexual organs. Yes, her husband was waiting in the car, but the mother seemed to be in no hurry, making sure her boy was completely drained. She let out a deep satisfied sigh, more content than she'd been in years. She had her sex life back and her wonderful young partner knew how to pound the shit out of her in ways that her husband never had.
"It's about time!" Damian stated as he waited in the car with their daughter. "Did you forget I have a sermon to preach today."
His wife and son hurried towards the car with a freshly fucked glow. "Sorry, I was helping Henry with his tie," the mother lied.
Once at church, Jane felt compelled to head for the confessional booth, even though there wasn't much she was feeling guilty for.
"Bless me father for I have sinned," her sexy voice confessed. "It's been three hours since my last confession."
"Three hours?!" the priest asked in disbelief. "That's not very long to go without sinning."
"Yes, I've um...been struggling a lot."
"Struggling with what, dear? What sin have you committed in God's eyes?"
"I had sex with my son, and..."
"And what, dear?"
"And I know it's God's will, so I'm not really sinning."
"God's will?"
"Yes. I'm helping my boy...to reach his true potential as a lover, and I know God is ok with this worthy cause."
"Then no confession is needed. May God bless you both!" Father Mack's old voice imparted.
THE END