Driven - Chapter 4
Diane and Mark spent more time than was probably necessary trying to figure out how to get his mother into a threesome with them. But Mark was worried that liking something in theory and being willing to actually follow through were two totally different issues. He and his mother had watched dozens of threesome videos as a prelude to fucking, just as they had watched dozens of cum shot videos before she would jerk him off. He knew his mother would get really hot and wet watching threesome videos, but didn't know if she could allow herself to participate in one. Diane reminded him that his mother had allowed herself to screw her own son, so this should not be that big of an issue.
But Mark did not want to just walk up to his mother and ask her if she wanted to fuck him and Diane together. That just didn't seem very respectful. A week passed and Mark passed his driving test. He suggested to his mother that they have Diane over for dinner to celebrate that Friday night. His mother, Stella, was all for it. She immediately began planning his favorite dinner and made a trip to the liquor store for a variety of cocktail supplies so she would have something everyone liked.
Mark didn't think Friday would ever arrive. Then, when it did, he had butterflies in his stomach. He was hoping things would develop naturally, but then he reminded himself that what he wanted was nothing close to natural. First, it wasn't natural to fuck your mother. Second, it wasn't natural to get your mom in bed with your girlfriend. Third, fucking both of them together was way out there in fantasy land.
Stella opened the door when she heard the doorbell ring. She and Diane had already met on several occasions, so there were no introductions to be made. They greeted each other like old friends and Stella thanked Diane profusely for getting Mark past his fear of driving so quickly.
"I have had him take me out several times and he is an excellent driver, thanks to you. You would never know he had issues with the concept to see him behind the wheel now," Stella said with pride and gratitude. "Come on into the kitchen. Dinner will be ready in a bit. In the meantime, I can fix us all a before dinner drink and chat for awhile."
Stella was about the same height as Diane and they had the same color hair. Stella, at 45, had a stray gray hair here and there, but otherwise she looked young for her age. Her tits were bigger than Diane's and her ass was a little wider, but she had the same long, shapely legs Diane had. They could just as easily have passed for mother and daughter. The two women were still making small talk when Mark walked in and greeted them. He had just gotten out of the shower and was dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. Diane was wearing a black skirt with black heels and a white blouse that allowed a hint at the style of bra she wore underneath. Stella was also wearing a skirt, deep red in color with a hem just above the knee. Her top was a tight-fitting knit, also white, with a low-cut neckline that showed her cleavage when she leaned over and it hinted at a very thin bra underneath. It was thin enough that it allowed her hard nipples to form little peaks in the material. Her nipples had hardened when Mark walked in the room. Diane had taken notice as she was already wondering what the evening might have in store for them. She had been studying Stella from the moment she arrived.
Mark gave Diane a tight hug and then did the same with his mother. "Dinner almost ready?" he asked hopefully.
"Almost, honey. Here, have your drink while you wait," she said as she handed him his glass. "I was just telling Diane how grateful I am for her excellent training skills and how impressed I am with your driving, thanks to her."
After 20 minutes of small talk, Stella began the final prep for dinner. Diane helped by setting the table. As she reached up into the cabinet for some of the needed dishes, Stella had to move past her in the limited space between the cabinets and the island. When she did, Diane was pretty sure Stella intentionally let her hand slide over her ass as she went by. Diane thought she would drop a hint of her own by unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse when Stella wasn't looking. That created enough of a gap that it showed some cleavage as well.
Stella chose to have dinner at the smaller table in the breakfast nook. Mark sat opposite from his mother and Diane sat between them. They enjoyed their dinner and ongoing small talk, telling each other more about themselves, a little of their histories, their likes and dislikes, and their dreams and bucket lists. Diane had said something that hit Stella's funny bone and she laughed hard and placed her hand on Diane's nearest thigh, just under her skirt and left it there longer than would be polite. Diane returned the "hint" by parting her legs just a little. Stella did not attempt to slide her hand up Diane's thigh any further, but continued to let her hand rest there for several more seconds. Their eyes met, probing for hints of interest from the other, but both remained poker-faced and Stella pulled back her hand to her own lap.
After dinner, Diane offered to help clear the table, but Stella waved her off. "Normally, I always clear the table and load the dishwasher right after dinner, but tonight, the dishes can just sit there. Let's go to the living room and continue our conversation." Stella fixed everyone another drink - their third - and they moved from the kitchen to the living room. Mark made sure he was last to enter so that he could see how the seating was working out. He wanted to sit next to Diane, but he didn't want it to be obvious. The living room was furnished with a love seat and three chairs. His mother did not like full size sofas. She thought they were too cumbersome. She had more flexibility with more pieces when she felt like rearranging the furniture. At each place to sit, there was a small table for setting a person's drink. Diane sat on the love seat intentionally, fully expecting Stella to sit beside her if her intuition was correct. It was. Stella sat next to her and Mark resigned himself to sitting in one of the chairs facing the two women. He was not so adept at picking up on the signs as Diane was.
Both women continued to convey small signals to one another. Both had their skirts hiked up higher than a woman would normally permit around company. They would lean into each other when sharing their thoughts on a topic. Diane complimented Stella on her outfit and her figure, and more than once, Stella's hand found its way to Diane's thigh just as she had done at the dinner table. Now even Mark was beginning to see that both women were signaling their interest in one another. Just as he was piecing it all together, his mother spoke up.
"Well, son. As I recall I put you in charge of entertainment for this evening. What did you decide we should do? It would be rude to have Diane over for dinner and then bore her to death the rest of the time she visited," she said. But before he could answer, his mother went on. "I told him that it should be something the two of you would enjoy, but knowing him, he probably has something planned with me in mind as well. He has always been a considerate young man like that." She directed her last comment at Diane, but it was another hint, this time to both of them.
Mark squirmed a little in his chair. He was just beginning to answer his question when his mother interrupted him again.
"Here is what I hope he has planned, Diane. There is no doubt in my mind that he has been fucking you every time he has a driving lesson. And I am pretty sure he has probably already told you about him and me. So I am thinking that he has hopes that you are all in and that I would be as well, for a threesome. To that, I say, "Hell, yes!"."
Mark was shocked. He realized that the alcohol was doing some of the talking, but that had nothing to do with her assessment of the situation between him and Diane.
"Mom...how...did...?"
"How did I figure it out? You can't pull one over on a mother for starters. I have seen how the two of you look at each other after each lesson. There have been a couple of times that I saw what looked like dried cum in Diane's hair that wasn't there when I dropped you off. And a couple of times, when you and I had our little fun after a lesson, your cock smelled like it had pussy all over it. So I figured you confided in her your love for cum shot videos and she must have been on board with that. For pillow talk, you probably told her - since she was good with the porn fetish - about our relationship and eventually what gets me wor ked up. Since you are a considerate young man, I figured that is why you wanted to have her over for dinner. She taught you to drive. People don't normally have their driving instructor over for dinner. So I figured this was more about all three of us celebrating in a way we kinky people could all agree on. Am I right or am I just too drunk and I have really fucked things up?"
Diane, all red in the face, looked like she was about to cry, but then burst into laughter. "We spent days trying to figure out how to get you into bed with us. All we would have had to do was ask!" Diane was almost hysterical with laughter. Stella reached over and slid her hand up Diane's skirt and pressed two fingers firmly against Diane's clit. Her panties were wet and her clit already hard to the touch. Diane gasped with surprise and arousal. Mark was absentmindedly rubbing his hard cock through his jeans as he watched his mother finger Diane with her hidden hand under Diane's skirt.
"Do you let him fuck you in the ass, honey?" asked Stella without pretense.
Diane could only nod as her eyes were closed and her head tipped back, enjoying the intense stimulation of Stella's expert fingers.
Stella pulled her hand away and Diane reluctantly began to relax.
"Then let's move to the bedroom. We all apparently like to watch a man cum, we all want to make this evening a threesome, and we all enjoy fucking, so let's get comfortable and get to it on the bed. So I want you on top of me, and we lick each other while he fucks you in the ass. When he cums, he will pull out and shoot it on my face and he will warn us so we can both watch him shoot his normal heavy loads. Then we can switch. I know you haven't had time for this during your driving lesson sessions, but I tried to find out how many times he could cum in a night and we stopped at seven. Nothing like youth when it comes to a young man and stamina in the bedroom!"
As soon as the three of them entered the bedroom. Stella and Diane began making out. Kissing and fondling through their clothes from neck to ass. They began to undress each other, removing blouses, then skirts. Then they put on a little show for Mark slowly removing one another's bras, only gradually revealing the other's tits, teasing him until he undressed himself to reveal his huge erection. They removed each other's panties, with only their heels still on their feet. Mark walked up to them and they each got a handful of his cock and tugged on it slowly as they continued to kiss. Mark placed one hand on each of the women's asses as they continued to stroke his cock. Stella broke up the embrace and lay on the bed, face up with her feet toward the headboard. Diane climbed into bed, knees on either side of Stella's head, and lowered herself so that she could eat Stella's pussy while Stella began to work on hers.
"Fuck her ass, honey. Tell us when you are going to cum so we can watch. I want you to cover my face with it. Then you can fuck my ass as we do it all over again. Sound good?"
Mark only nodded and moved into position, placing his hands on Diane's hips and then guided his cock to her asshole and slowly began working the knob of his cock inside her. He heard her muffled moans as her lips and tongue were working his mother's pussy. Stella was working her own oral magic on Diane as she watched her son's cock begin to increase the pace of sliding in and out of Diane's asshole. Stella loved the view from under another woman's pussy as his cock slid in and out. This was Stella's dream come true. It was really the only thing she actually had on her bucket list. As she worked over Diane's pussy, her son's balls rubbed back and forth on her forehead. Occasionally, she used a free hand to hold his balls lightly and juggle them a bit as he fucked the woman above her. Mark enjoyed the view of his mother tongue fucking his girlfriend under him as he plowed Diane's ass. It was all becoming too much for him. He managed to hold off long enough for both women to cum on each other's faces a couple of times, then warned them he was about to cum.
Stella had just barely come down from her orgasm when Mark warned them of his imminent eruption and she lifted Diane off of her face and told her look between her legs for the splatter than was about to occur. Diane lifted up and lowered her head, looking between her own tits and just above Stella's tits to see Mark holding his cock downward, aiming at his mother's face. Diane heard him grunt and then saw the first jet of cum rocket from his cock head and splatter on his mother's nose and cheeks. The second shot hit her forehead and ran down the sides toward her ears. The third landed on her chin and lips, prompting his mother to lick her lips and taste his warm spunk. Mark found a small bare spot and wiped the remaining cum from the end of his cock in that area. Diane turned around to face Stella and admire the pretty face now covered in cum. They both laughed and Diane tugged Mark's cock to tease out any remaining juice to be had and licked his cock head for good measure.
"You are an excellent pussy licker!" complimented Stella.
"Why, thank you, Stella! You are pretty fucking awesome at it yourself!" Diane replied sincerely.
"I am, aren't I?" said Stella with pride. "But I have had some practice. I assume you were a virgin in that regard before now."
"Yeah, that was my first time," said Diane, glad to know she had done a good job for her first time.
"Wait, mom you said you have had some practice? When have you been eating other women?" Mark looked both surprised and confused.
"Oh, honey, you men are so thick sometimes. The neighbor lady you were mowing for before the accident and I have been playing with each other for years!"
Mark was stunned. But his cock was also hard again. The thought of stuffing his cock in the neighbor woman who had given him his first blowjob turned him on. It turned him on even more to think of other three way combinations that offered to his imagination.
Seeing that the man in the room was bone hard again, the women flipped positions and this time Mark stuffed his cock deep in his mother's ass. The two women resumed eating each other, replicating the results of the first round. This time, each woman managed to cum three times before Mark was ready to unload on Diane's face. Again, he warned them and again, the one on top lifted and looked between the tits to watch as Mark covered the face of the one on the bottom. He still shot an impressive load, leaving crisscrossing patterns across Diane's face as he guided his gushing cock cover as much area as possible. He watched in amazement as his mother proceeded to lick his cum from Diane's face or to scoop it up with her fingers and share the taste with their guest.
"Now, son, go shower and wash your cock really well. We are going to want to taste your man muscle when you get back, not our own asses. While you do that, I will fix us all some more drinks and we may play with a toy or two while you get yourself ready for another round." Stella clearly had it all planned out, probably for days in advance.
As she and Diane returned to the kitchen to fix drinks, Stella looked out the window to see the air filled with a heavy snowfall. "You have anything planned for the weekend, Diane?"
"No, why?"
"Because at the rate the snow is falling right now, you are going to be stuck here fucking us all weekend."
"I can't think of anything else I would rather be doing," said Diane, already more than satisfied.
When Mark returned from his shower, Stella was fucking Diane from behind with a strap-on that also had a satisfier for her buried in her own pussy. Fresh drinks were on the nightstand. Mark was already hard as a rock again and the sight before him was only making him harder.
Stella saw her son enter the room. "Fuck her in the face a little and then do the same to me. We want to taste your cock, son."
Mark positioned himself in front of Diane, who could only grunt and moan and watch as he approached her face with his magnificent cock. She opened her mouth and he filled it, fucking it like a pussy. Soon after she began sucking on his rod, she came again, having lost count of the number of times she had cum already for the evening. Mark pulled away to give Diane a chance to catch her breath and stood up on the bed to feed his cock to his mother as she still was on her knees fucking Diane. He had never seen his mother in such a sexual frenzy. When she had finally cum again from her end of the toy, she backed away from Diane. The two of them had Mark lie between them, cock up, and the knelt beside him and both licked his shaft and took turns sucking his know and stroking his shaft. They played with his balls and Diane slid a finger up his ass. Stella moved insert a finger of her own up Mark's ass and the two began a pistoning motion. As one finger entered, another retreated. Back and forth they went, never giving a pause to sucking, licking and stroking his cock. Mark played with their tits, one in each hand, ran his fingers through their hair now and then, then slipped his fingers in their pussies when they changed positions. He managed to get both of them off just before he was ready to blow another load. This time when he erupted, his mom aimed his cock straight up in the air and cum shot up nearly a foot before splashing down over both women's hands. The two women continued to rub his cock while they shared kisses, merging lips with cum and cock head to make for a sloppy facial mess that left their faces, his cock, his balls and their hands covered in clear/white man juice they had just milked from him.
"Now it is our turn to go get showered," Diane said to Mark as she and Stella got up and headed for the bathroom. "You have made a mess of both of us. You just lie there and get your strength back. I think it is about time you finally put that stiff cock of yours where it really belongs."
They all shared the same thought: it was going to be quite a weekend. The deeper the snow, the better.
But Mark did not want to just walk up to his mother and ask her if she wanted to fuck him and Diane together. That just didn't seem very respectful. A week passed and Mark passed his driving test. He suggested to his mother that they have Diane over for dinner to celebrate that Friday night. His mother, Stella, was all for it. She immediately began planning his favorite dinner and made a trip to the liquor store for a variety of cocktail supplies so she would have something everyone liked.
Mark didn't think Friday would ever arrive. Then, when it did, he had butterflies in his stomach. He was hoping things would develop naturally, but then he reminded himself that what he wanted was nothing close to natural. First, it wasn't natural to fuck your mother. Second, it wasn't natural to get your mom in bed with your girlfriend. Third, fucking both of them together was way out there in fantasy land.
Stella opened the door when she heard the doorbell ring. She and Diane had already met on several occasions, so there were no introductions to be made. They greeted each other like old friends and Stella thanked Diane profusely for getting Mark past his fear of driving so quickly.
"I have had him take me out several times and he is an excellent driver, thanks to you. You would never know he had issues with the concept to see him behind the wheel now," Stella said with pride and gratitude. "Come on into the kitchen. Dinner will be ready in a bit. In the meantime, I can fix us all a before dinner drink and chat for awhile."
Stella was about the same height as Diane and they had the same color hair. Stella, at 45, had a stray gray hair here and there, but otherwise she looked young for her age. Her tits were bigger than Diane's and her ass was a little wider, but she had the same long, shapely legs Diane had. They could just as easily have passed for mother and daughter. The two women were still making small talk when Mark walked in and greeted them. He had just gotten out of the shower and was dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. Diane was wearing a black skirt with black heels and a white blouse that allowed a hint at the style of bra she wore underneath. Stella was also wearing a skirt, deep red in color with a hem just above the knee. Her top was a tight-fitting knit, also white, with a low-cut neckline that showed her cleavage when she leaned over and it hinted at a very thin bra underneath. It was thin enough that it allowed her hard nipples to form little peaks in the material. Her nipples had hardened when Mark walked in the room. Diane had taken notice as she was already wondering what the evening might have in store for them. She had been studying Stella from the moment she arrived.
Mark gave Diane a tight hug and then did the same with his mother. "Dinner almost ready?" he asked hopefully.
"Almost, honey. Here, have your drink while you wait," she said as she handed him his glass. "I was just telling Diane how grateful I am for her excellent training skills and how impressed I am with your driving, thanks to her."
After 20 minutes of small talk, Stella began the final prep for dinner. Diane helped by setting the table. As she reached up into the cabinet for some of the needed dishes, Stella had to move past her in the limited space between the cabinets and the island. When she did, Diane was pretty sure Stella intentionally let her hand slide over her ass as she went by. Diane thought she would drop a hint of her own by unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse when Stella wasn't looking. That created enough of a gap that it showed some cleavage as well.
Stella chose to have dinner at the smaller table in the breakfast nook. Mark sat opposite from his mother and Diane sat between them. They enjoyed their dinner and ongoing small talk, telling each other more about themselves, a little of their histories, their likes and dislikes, and their dreams and bucket lists. Diane had said something that hit Stella's funny bone and she laughed hard and placed her hand on Diane's nearest thigh, just under her skirt and left it there longer than would be polite. Diane returned the "hint" by parting her legs just a little. Stella did not attempt to slide her hand up Diane's thigh any further, but continued to let her hand rest there for several more seconds. Their eyes met, probing for hints of interest from the other, but both remained poker-faced and Stella pulled back her hand to her own lap.
After dinner, Diane offered to help clear the table, but Stella waved her off. "Normally, I always clear the table and load the dishwasher right after dinner, but tonight, the dishes can just sit there. Let's go to the living room and continue our conversation." Stella fixed everyone another drink - their third - and they moved from the kitchen to the living room. Mark made sure he was last to enter so that he could see how the seating was working out. He wanted to sit next to Diane, but he didn't want it to be obvious. The living room was furnished with a love seat and three chairs. His mother did not like full size sofas. She thought they were too cumbersome. She had more flexibility with more pieces when she felt like rearranging the furniture. At each place to sit, there was a small table for setting a person's drink. Diane sat on the love seat intentionally, fully expecting Stella to sit beside her if her intuition was correct. It was. Stella sat next to her and Mark resigned himself to sitting in one of the chairs facing the two women. He was not so adept at picking up on the signs as Diane was.
Both women continued to convey small signals to one another. Both had their skirts hiked up higher than a woman would normally permit around company. They would lean into each other when sharing their thoughts on a topic. Diane complimented Stella on her outfit and her figure, and more than once, Stella's hand found its way to Diane's thigh just as she had done at the dinner table. Now even Mark was beginning to see that both women were signaling their interest in one another. Just as he was piecing it all together, his mother spoke up.
"Well, son. As I recall I put you in charge of entertainment for this evening. What did you decide we should do? It would be rude to have Diane over for dinner and then bore her to death the rest of the time she visited," she said. But before he could answer, his mother went on. "I told him that it should be something the two of you would enjoy, but knowing him, he probably has something planned with me in mind as well. He has always been a considerate young man like that." She directed her last comment at Diane, but it was another hint, this time to both of them.
Mark squirmed a little in his chair. He was just beginning to answer his question when his mother interrupted him again.
"Here is what I hope he has planned, Diane. There is no doubt in my mind that he has been fucking you every time he has a driving lesson. And I am pretty sure he has probably already told you about him and me. So I am thinking that he has hopes that you are all in and that I would be as well, for a threesome. To that, I say, "Hell, yes!"."
Mark was shocked. He realized that the alcohol was doing some of the talking, but that had nothing to do with her assessment of the situation between him and Diane.
"Mom...how...did...?"
"How did I figure it out? You can't pull one over on a mother for starters. I have seen how the two of you look at each other after each lesson. There have been a couple of times that I saw what looked like dried cum in Diane's hair that wasn't there when I dropped you off. And a couple of times, when you and I had our little fun after a lesson, your cock smelled like it had pussy all over it. So I figured you confided in her your love for cum shot videos and she must have been on board with that. For pillow talk, you probably told her - since she was good with the porn fetish - about our relationship and eventually what gets me wor ked up. Since you are a considerate young man, I figured that is why you wanted to have her over for dinner. She taught you to drive. People don't normally have their driving instructor over for dinner. So I figured this was more about all three of us celebrating in a way we kinky people could all agree on. Am I right or am I just too drunk and I have really fucked things up?"
Diane, all red in the face, looked like she was about to cry, but then burst into laughter. "We spent days trying to figure out how to get you into bed with us. All we would have had to do was ask!" Diane was almost hysterical with laughter. Stella reached over and slid her hand up Diane's skirt and pressed two fingers firmly against Diane's clit. Her panties were wet and her clit already hard to the touch. Diane gasped with surprise and arousal. Mark was absentmindedly rubbing his hard cock through his jeans as he watched his mother finger Diane with her hidden hand under Diane's skirt.
"Do you let him fuck you in the ass, honey?" asked Stella without pretense.
Diane could only nod as her eyes were closed and her head tipped back, enjoying the intense stimulation of Stella's expert fingers.
Stella pulled her hand away and Diane reluctantly began to relax.
"Then let's move to the bedroom. We all apparently like to watch a man cum, we all want to make this evening a threesome, and we all enjoy fucking, so let's get comfortable and get to it on the bed. So I want you on top of me, and we lick each other while he fucks you in the ass. When he cums, he will pull out and shoot it on my face and he will warn us so we can both watch him shoot his normal heavy loads. Then we can switch. I know you haven't had time for this during your driving lesson sessions, but I tried to find out how many times he could cum in a night and we stopped at seven. Nothing like youth when it comes to a young man and stamina in the bedroom!"
As soon as the three of them entered the bedroom. Stella and Diane began making out. Kissing and fondling through their clothes from neck to ass. They began to undress each other, removing blouses, then skirts. Then they put on a little show for Mark slowly removing one another's bras, only gradually revealing the other's tits, teasing him until he undressed himself to reveal his huge erection. They removed each other's panties, with only their heels still on their feet. Mark walked up to them and they each got a handful of his cock and tugged on it slowly as they continued to kiss. Mark placed one hand on each of the women's asses as they continued to stroke his cock. Stella broke up the embrace and lay on the bed, face up with her feet toward the headboard. Diane climbed into bed, knees on either side of Stella's head, and lowered herself so that she could eat Stella's pussy while Stella began to work on hers.
"Fuck her ass, honey. Tell us when you are going to cum so we can watch. I want you to cover my face with it. Then you can fuck my ass as we do it all over again. Sound good?"
Mark only nodded and moved into position, placing his hands on Diane's hips and then guided his cock to her asshole and slowly began working the knob of his cock inside her. He heard her muffled moans as her lips and tongue were working his mother's pussy. Stella was working her own oral magic on Diane as she watched her son's cock begin to increase the pace of sliding in and out of Diane's asshole. Stella loved the view from under another woman's pussy as his cock slid in and out. This was Stella's dream come true. It was really the only thing she actually had on her bucket list. As she worked over Diane's pussy, her son's balls rubbed back and forth on her forehead. Occasionally, she used a free hand to hold his balls lightly and juggle them a bit as he fucked the woman above her. Mark enjoyed the view of his mother tongue fucking his girlfriend under him as he plowed Diane's ass. It was all becoming too much for him. He managed to hold off long enough for both women to cum on each other's faces a couple of times, then warned them he was about to cum.
Stella had just barely come down from her orgasm when Mark warned them of his imminent eruption and she lifted Diane off of her face and told her look between her legs for the splatter than was about to occur. Diane lifted up and lowered her head, looking between her own tits and just above Stella's tits to see Mark holding his cock downward, aiming at his mother's face. Diane heard him grunt and then saw the first jet of cum rocket from his cock head and splatter on his mother's nose and cheeks. The second shot hit her forehead and ran down the sides toward her ears. The third landed on her chin and lips, prompting his mother to lick her lips and taste his warm spunk. Mark found a small bare spot and wiped the remaining cum from the end of his cock in that area. Diane turned around to face Stella and admire the pretty face now covered in cum. They both laughed and Diane tugged Mark's cock to tease out any remaining juice to be had and licked his cock head for good measure.
"You are an excellent pussy licker!" complimented Stella.
"Why, thank you, Stella! You are pretty fucking awesome at it yourself!" Diane replied sincerely.
"I am, aren't I?" said Stella with pride. "But I have had some practice. I assume you were a virgin in that regard before now."
"Yeah, that was my first time," said Diane, glad to know she had done a good job for her first time.
"Wait, mom you said you have had some practice? When have you been eating other women?" Mark looked both surprised and confused.
"Oh, honey, you men are so thick sometimes. The neighbor lady you were mowing for before the accident and I have been playing with each other for years!"
Mark was stunned. But his cock was also hard again. The thought of stuffing his cock in the neighbor woman who had given him his first blowjob turned him on. It turned him on even more to think of other three way combinations that offered to his imagination.
Seeing that the man in the room was bone hard again, the women flipped positions and this time Mark stuffed his cock deep in his mother's ass. The two women resumed eating each other, replicating the results of the first round. This time, each woman managed to cum three times before Mark was ready to unload on Diane's face. Again, he warned them and again, the one on top lifted and looked between the tits to watch as Mark covered the face of the one on the bottom. He still shot an impressive load, leaving crisscrossing patterns across Diane's face as he guided his gushing cock cover as much area as possible. He watched in amazement as his mother proceeded to lick his cum from Diane's face or to scoop it up with her fingers and share the taste with their guest.
"Now, son, go shower and wash your cock really well. We are going to want to taste your man muscle when you get back, not our own asses. While you do that, I will fix us all some more drinks and we may play with a toy or two while you get yourself ready for another round." Stella clearly had it all planned out, probably for days in advance.
As she and Diane returned to the kitchen to fix drinks, Stella looked out the window to see the air filled with a heavy snowfall. "You have anything planned for the weekend, Diane?"
"No, why?"
"Because at the rate the snow is falling right now, you are going to be stuck here fucking us all weekend."
"I can't think of anything else I would rather be doing," said Diane, already more than satisfied.
When Mark returned from his shower, Stella was fucking Diane from behind with a strap-on that also had a satisfier for her buried in her own pussy. Fresh drinks were on the nightstand. Mark was already hard as a rock again and the sight before him was only making him harder.
Stella saw her son enter the room. "Fuck her in the face a little and then do the same to me. We want to taste your cock, son."
Mark positioned himself in front of Diane, who could only grunt and moan and watch as he approached her face with his magnificent cock. She opened her mouth and he filled it, fucking it like a pussy. Soon after she began sucking on his rod, she came again, having lost count of the number of times she had cum already for the evening. Mark pulled away to give Diane a chance to catch her breath and stood up on the bed to feed his cock to his mother as she still was on her knees fucking Diane. He had never seen his mother in such a sexual frenzy. When she had finally cum again from her end of the toy, she backed away from Diane. The two of them had Mark lie between them, cock up, and the knelt beside him and both licked his shaft and took turns sucking his know and stroking his shaft. They played with his balls and Diane slid a finger up his ass. Stella moved insert a finger of her own up Mark's ass and the two began a pistoning motion. As one finger entered, another retreated. Back and forth they went, never giving a pause to sucking, licking and stroking his cock. Mark played with their tits, one in each hand, ran his fingers through their hair now and then, then slipped his fingers in their pussies when they changed positions. He managed to get both of them off just before he was ready to blow another load. This time when he erupted, his mom aimed his cock straight up in the air and cum shot up nearly a foot before splashing down over both women's hands. The two women continued to rub his cock while they shared kisses, merging lips with cum and cock head to make for a sloppy facial mess that left their faces, his cock, his balls and their hands covered in clear/white man juice they had just milked from him.
"Now it is our turn to go get showered," Diane said to Mark as she and Stella got up and headed for the bathroom. "You have made a mess of both of us. You just lie there and get your strength back. I think it is about time you finally put that stiff cock of yours where it really belongs."
They all shared the same thought: it was going to be quite a weekend. The deeper the snow, the better.
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