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Tricking DadBrian was watching TV with his dad when a group of girls in bikinis came up on the screen. Tom glanced over at his 18 year old son with a smile. “There’s some hotties for you son,” he said.”Nah, I kinda like bigger boobs on girls,” Brian muttered.”You don’t say. Well, nothing wrong with that.””I guess that makes two of us, huh dad?” Brian asked.”Oh, you think so?” Tom said with a chuckle.”Well, Mom has big boobs…REALLY big, so you must like ’em too,” Brian said.”Yeah, uh…your mom’s are pretty big,” Tom said, feeding his son a weird look.”They’re always so warm and soft. It’s amazing,” Brian said, smiling af the TV as if reflecting back on a something exciting.”Warm and soft, huh…And how would you know that, Mr. Boob Expert?” Tom asked.”She lets me feel them sometimes,” he answered candidly.”She lets you feel them?” Tom asked, raising an eyebrow.”Yeah, after I get home from school and get my homework done.””You mean you feel them when she hugs you?” Tom said, trying to make sense of his son’s comment.”Well, yeah, then too, but then she takes me upstairs and…uh, maybe I shouldn’t be telling you this,” Brian said, suddenly seeming a bit unsure.Tom got up and came over to sit by his son. “No, I’m glad you are. I like that we can be honest with each other. So she uh…takes you upstairs and…what?””Well, I follow her upstairs. She doesn’t like to play downstairs.””Play?” Tom asked, his stomach sinking.”Yeah, that’s what Mom and I do, when we’re naked and stuff.” Brian confessed.”Naked…the both of you are naked?” Tom asked, a sick knot forming in the pit of his stomach.”Well, yeah. Mom usually lets me watch her get undressed. Then sometimes she undresses me…and we play around,” Brian explained, blushing a little.”Play around?” Tom asked, his mouth falling open, “Can you be a little more specific?””Well, she calls it playing mommy and daddy.””Brian?” A female voice called from the kitchen.”Yeah, Mom,” he answered.The CLICK, CLICK, CLICK of Jen’s high-heeled mules became louder as the middle-aged mom sashayed into the living room, extending the phone to her son. “Telephone. And you’ll have to make it fast, sweetie. The table needs set for dinner,” she said.Brian took the phone and headed upstairs. “Okay, Mom.”Tom looked at his wife of twenty-years, his jaw still lowered in disbelief. He was still trying to get a grasp on what his son had just told him.”You okay, hon? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Jen said with concern.She circled the sofa, her big breasts trembling beneath the thin cotton top. Her legs were shapely, long and bronze…almost completely exposed beneath her short denim skirt. Her feet were propped on 4-inch heels, a tiny strap crossing them, just above her pretty painted toes. She sat on her husbands lap, her soft, meaty buttocks smothering his cock. “What is it?” she asked, gazing through a curtain of beautiful brown hair.”Can I ask you something?” Tom said.”Of course you can,” she said.”This might sound weird, but does Brian ever see you naked?” he asked.”Our Brian? Of course not,” she giggled, her gleaming white teeth peeking from between big pouty lips.”Does he ever touch you, or try to touch you?””My God, Tom. Whatever would possess your mind with such thoughts,” Jen asked.”Well, he did actually. He said that you like to take him upstairs and play mommy and daddy. Whatever the hell that means,” Tom explained.”Mommy and daddy huh? Well, boys will be boys. Sounds like our son has a case of the Oedipus complex. I’ll have a chat with him,” Jen said reassuringly.On the weekend, Tom took his son out fishing. As they sat on the boat the father’s mind couldn’t help but wander back to their previous discussion. “So, did your mother talk to you, about the conversation we had the other day?” he asked.”Yeah.””What did she tell you?”Brian seemed a bit reluctant. “Mom told me not to talk to you about anything her and I do.””Did she tell you to stop with the story-telling?””No, she told me to keep what her and I do a secret,” Brian said.”So have you and her played mommy and daddy, since we talked last?””Yeah, after school yesterday, but I’m really not suppose to talk about it dad,” Brian said.”No, listen, it’s okay, we can talk about it. I won’t say anything to your mother this time, I promise,” Tom said, wondering if his son was actually being honest with him.”You swear? She’ll be really pissed if she finds out I told you more things.””You have my word. What’s said here in the boat stays in the boat, ok?””Alright,” the teen muttered, still seeming a bit reluctant.So what exactly do the two of you do when you play mommy and daddy?” Tom asked. It was a question a part of him was afraid to ask.”Well, we usually do that on the bed. Mom likes to wrap her legs up around me. God and they’re always so smooth and soft. She must shave them everyday, huh?” Brian asked.”So are the two of you naked when you’re on the bed?””Yeah, we usually only bounce around on the bed when we’re naked.” Brian said.”Bounce around? Brian, are the two of you having… Are you having sex with your mother?” Tom asked, his stomach sinking.”Sorry dad, she tells me to put it in there. She says I have a really big one,” Brian said a bit shamefully.Tom hung his head for a second, taking it all in.”Dad, can I ask you something? Mom’s always telling me to slap her ass when we do it. Is that normal?””No…no it’s not normal. None of this is normal, okay! How often do the two of you do this?” Tom asked sternly, his face full hurt and anger.”Sometimes twice a day, but if Mom’s in a hurry she’ll just suck on me,” Brian said.”Jesus, she’s giving you blowjobs too?” Tom asked.”Well, we do all sorts of things actually…lots of things she says that you don’t like to do,” Brian said.”Like what?” Tom asked, his face red with anger.”Are you sure you want me to tell you dad? Mom would kill me if she knew I told you this,” Brian said hesitantly.”Brian I wanna know…and I told you, I’m not saying anything to your mother this time, so you don’t have to worry about it.””Well, ok, mom really likes it in her butt, dad. So, a lot of times I’ll slide it in there and she’ll bounce on my lap. And I gotta say, I have no idea why you don’t like that. It feels incredible,” Brian explained.”Your mother knows why I don’t like it and that’s all that matters,” Tom said.”I know, she told me. That and other things.””What other things…and why the hell is she telling you, I’m her husband,” Tom said angrily.”I know, but you’re not doing it for her dad. At least that’s what she told me.” Brian said.”Listen to me, alright? The next time your Mom asks you to go upstairs, the next time she wants to bounce on your lap, I want you to tell her no, do you understand?””All right, I’ll try.” Brian said, barely sounding convincing.Later that night Tom sat next to his wife in bed. Jen was thumbing through one of her glamour magazines. She was wearing a white flyaway baby doll and matching g-string panties. She rested on her side, with her legs curled up beneath her. Tom’s eyes traveled up the curves of her body. Her smooth bronze skin looked so soft and inviting. He imagined that for a teenaged boy like Brian, having such a body clutching onto his on a regular basis must be absolutely exhilarating.Tom wanted so badly to begin an in-depth interrogation, but knew he had made a promise to his son. He decided on a different approach. “Honey, are you happy, with our sex life I mean?””Of course I am hon. Why would you ask me that?” Jen said.”No reason. I just wanna make sure I make you happy…and, well, that you’d never need to go elsewhere to get what you need,” Tom said.Jen smiled, setting her magazine aside. “Has Brian been telling you stories again?”Tom couldn’t help himself. He really needed his wife to help him process the information he received. “These stories he’s telling, they just keep getting stranger. I mean, now he’s telling me that the two of you have sex, sometimes anal sex…here on our bed and that sometimes you suck on him. It’s outrageous, isn’t it?” Tom said, forcing a smile.”Oh you poor thing. He must be confusing you so much with these stories.” Jen said, stroking his shoulder.”He is. I mean…why would he suddenly start making stuff like this up? I don’t understand,” Tom said.”Oh sweetie…” Jen said, pulling her husband to her breasts and rubbing the back of his head. “Fantasies, that’s all they all. It’s quite common bahis firmaları for a boy Brian’s age to want his Mom to have sex with him. I’ll have another chat with him tomorrow,” she said.”No, I’ll talk to him. I’m gonna put an end to this nonsense,” Tom said.”Go easy on him, sweetie. He is just a boy,” Jen reminded him.The next morning Tom showered and shaved. On his way downstairs Brian called from his room. “Dad, I gotta problem,” he said.”Well…it’s nice to see you’re finally admitting it.””Mom stopped by my room while you were in the shower. She wants me to stay home from school today,” Brian said worriedly.”Brian, I’ve had enough of these bullshit stories,” Tom said sternly.”I tried to tell her no, but she’s making me stay home. She said she wants me in her ass this morning dad.””Alright, enough! Any more of these crazy stories about you and your mother and you’re grounded, do you understand,” Tom shouted.”Yes sir.” Brian said, lowering his head.At work that day it was all Tom could do to keep himself from thinking about what might be going on at home. He kept getting these fucked up imaged in his head, like his wife’s big tits flying up and down her chest, like they did when they had sex sometimes. He pictured his wife and son’s tongues flailing and rolling together wildly as their nude glistening bodies bucked and clutched together on his sweat and cum soaked marital bed.”What the fuck is wrong with me?” Tom thought, shaking the images from his head. He wanted to believe his wife, but wondered why in the hell his son would make up such twisted lies.”Hi Rachael, this is Tom Anderson…did my son Brian make it into school today?” Tom asked, holding the office phone to his ear.”No Mr. Anderson. Your wife called this morning and said that he was ill,” The receptionist answered.”Thanks, Rachael.” Tom muttered as a sinking feeling reentered his stomach.Tom dialed his house number, but got no answer, which added to his uneasiness. He tried Jen’s cell, but.still no answer.”Hi Dottie, this is Tom Anderson,” He spoke into the phone once again.”Well hey there neighbor, how are you?” she replied.”I’m good, have you heard from Jen this morning?” Tom asked.”Well yeah, we usually hang out today, but she called and said she had some things to do. Why, is everything okay?” Dottie asked.”Uh yeah…um, could you check and see if her car’s in the driveway?” Tom asked.”Sure, hold on a sec, dear…yep, looks like she’s home,” Dottie said.”I’m just having a hard time getting through,” Tom said.”Well I’m looking at the house now and it looks like your bedroom shades are down upstairs. Maybe she’s laying down for a nap,” Dottie said.At this point Tom’s stomach was dragging on his office floor. All the evidence was pointing in a direction he didn’t even want to think about. “Thanks, Dottie…I’ll try her back a little later,” he muttered.A few minutes later Tom’s cell went off. He was surprised to see It was his son’s cell phone. “Dad, it’s Brian,” his son said.”Brian, what’s going on? Why hasn’t anyone been answering the phone?” Tom asked.”Well…um…””Where’s your mother?” Tom asked.”She’s in the shower. Dad, since you won’t believe me I wanna send you something. I took it without mom knowing,” Brian said hurriedly.”Took what? What are you talking about?” Tom asked.”I have to send it quick, mom’s calling me. She wants me to come get into the shower with her,” Brian said.”Bullshit…get your mother on the phone,” Tom demanded.”Check your texts, dad,” Brian said.”I want your mother on the phone, right now!” Tom demanded.”Hold on,” Brian muttered.After a few moments Tom could hear a shower running. “It’s dad,” Tom heard his son say, followed by some whispering back and forth, which was too soft for Tom to make out.”Hey hon, everything ok?” his wife’s loving voice finally answered.”Jen why the hell haven’t you been answering the phone?” Tom asked.”Well I didn’t hear it sweetheart, the ringer must be off,” she said.A text message suddenly popped up on Tom’s phone. His heart was racing as he clicked to open it. It was from Brian and read:”Hey Dad, now maybe you’ll believe me.”There was an attachment. With shaky hands Tom clicked to open it.It was a picture, taken from the foot of his marital bed. It took a second for him to realize what he was looking at. In the forefront was a big meaty ass resting against a large hairless scrotum. It was fairly obvious that you couldn’t see a pecker because it was buried to the root inside the woman’s pussy. The female in the picture was straddling the male, her long tan legs and sexy feet curled at his sides. The photo was taken at such an angle that you could see the side of the woman’s massive breast as it rested against the slouching male’s face. With tit-meat literally oozing around his face Brian stared at the camera, his body and the woman’s glistening with sweat.Reaching the woman’s head, Tom realized that his horrible suspicions had come true. It was Jen, his wife. Her head was arched back, mouth agape, as if she were staining through and extremely intense orgasm.”Tom, are you there?” Jen said.”Yeah.” Tom muttered as he felt nausea kick in and leaned over his garbage can.”Honey, I need to go, okay. Don’t worry about a thing, Brian and I are fine,” Jen said.They said their goodbyes and Tom looked again at the picture, just to make sure his eyes hadn’t deceived him. Once again he took it in. It was a sweaty heap of intense mother-son sex.That evening Tom stood in front of his wife in the kitchen. “We need to talk,” he said, not sounding the least bit happy.Jen was dressed in a pair of low rise jeans, white strapless high heeled sandals and a sexy tank top. She looked fresh and clean, not like a woman who fucked hard all day.”What is it, sweetie? Is it work?” Jen asked.”No, it’s not work. It’s this,” Tom said, handing his wife the picture he had printed off.”Oh…um, where did you get this?” Jen asked calmly, looking over the picture.”Brian sent it to me at work today. His stories were all true weren’t they?” Tom asked.”Sweetie, that’s not me. I mean, he’s obviously taken my head and attached it to a woman on one of those porn sites or something,” she said.”Jen how could you say that? That’s you…and look at the k**, that’s definitely Brian,” Tom insisted.”You don’t know that,” Jen said as she ripped the picture in half, “Brian has obviously just photoshopped some pictures together to make it look like him and I.””Why? Why would he do something like that?””Can’t you see that this is your son trying to live out more of his fantasy? He created that picture, Tom,” Jen said.”Then why didn’t you answer the house phone…or your cell today? And when I called the neighbor Dottie, why did she say you were home and the bedroom blinds were closed?” Tom asked.”So you have the neighbors spying on me now?” Jen asked defensively.”I was worried.I wanted to make sure you were ok.” Tom said.”Bullshit, Tom. You weren’t concerned about me. Your only concern was whether or not Brian and I were getting it on,” Jen said, then abruptly marched off.”Jen…” Tom called after her.”You fucking disgust me!” He heard her yell as she stormed upstairs.Brian heard a knock at his bedroom door and his father stepped inside. “Hey dad,” the teen said.Tom walked over and sat on the bed next to him. “Hey.””That picture…was it real?” Tom asked.”Of course. I wanted you to believe that I wasn’t lying,” Brian said.”So how many times did the two of you…you know?” Tom muttered.”Bounce on the bed?” Brian answered.”Yeah, that.””Are you sure you want me to tell you dad, you don’t look well,” Brian said.”I’m sure. How many times?” he asked again.”Well, it’s kinda hard to say. We spent most of the day on the bed. There was the first time when Mom rode me hard, that’s when I took the picture, but then we did it in the shower after Mom talked to you on the phone. After the shower I carried Mom back to the bed and we laid in the sixty-nine position for a long time…another thing she said you don’t like to do,” Brian said.”Okay, then what?” Tom asked in a defeated tone.”Then I rode Mom’s butt soft and slow, you know, anal sex for like two hours. We slept some, but then we bounced once more before you came home.”Tom let out a frustrated sigh, putting a hand on his forehead.”Sorry dad, I tried to say no, but she was all over me.” Brian said.”Look son, it’s not that I don’t believe you. It just that…well, I’m kaçak iddaa gonna need more proof. More than just a picture.” Tom said.”How about audio?” Brian suggested.After cooling down Tom went downstairs to find his wife sleeping on the couch. Her mature body looked so beautiful stretched out on the fluffy sofa. Tom shook off the thought of that sexy body clinging to his son like a sex-crazed a****l. “Jen, you coming to bed honey?” Tom asked.”Is that okay…or should I get your permission first?” she said sarcastically.”Look babe, I’m just really confused by all this. I’m just trying to sort things out,” Tom said.”Well then you sort away. I’m going to sleep.” Jen said, turning her head.Tom slept alone in his bed that night.The next morning he came downstairs ready for work. Jen was no longer on the couch so Tom carefully crept up the stairs. Opening his son’s door he found his wife cuddled up next to Brian, her head laid on his chest.Tom hovered over them for a minute. His wife looked so content snuggled next to their son. Brian’s eyes fluttered open. “Oh hey dad,” he said.”What time is it?” Jen said as her eyes popped open and she rose from her son’s chest.Tom noticed his wife was wearing a thin satin and lace babydoll nightie, revealing an obscene amount cleavage. “It’s almost eight. Just thought I’d come in and say goodbye,” Tom said.Jen climbed out of bed, her big boobs bobbling beneath the nightie. Tom followed her to the door. Her meaty buttocks swayed invitingly, barely d****d over by the gown. Tom could tell she wasn’t wearing any panties. “What happened to sleeping on the couch?” he asked.She turned towards her husband, her huge fat nipples clearly protruding. “It got uncomfortable.””You could have come to bed,” Tom said.”I wanted to sleep somewhere where I knew I was welcome,” she said, then turned and sashayed into the bedroom.Tom walked over and sat next to his son on the bed. “So…did the two of you uh…?””No, we didn’t bounce, but she did suck me off,” Brian said.Brian slipped an cell phone out from under the blankets.. The two of them shared an awkward smile. “I can text you the audio I recorded.”At work Tom hesitated for hours before deciding to play it. After closing his office door he pushed play on the audio recording his son had sent.”Hey, are you sleeping, handsome?” a voice whispered. Tom recognized it as his wife.”No, I’m awake.” Brian’s voice answered.”Mind if Mom shares your bed?” Jen asked.”Are you sure we should, with dad home?” Brian answered.”Don’t worry about your dad,” she said.Tom heard his son sigh, then his wife giggle. “Do you want me to?””Yess.”Tom heard the blankets ruffle, then his wife pur. “Mmmmnnn.””Ohh wow, that feels really good, Mom.”Tom listened but could hear much besides his son’s heavy breathing.Jen’s voice spoke up. “Mnn, do you like that, sweetheart?””Yeah!” Brian sighed.As he continued to listen, Tom sensed someone at his office door. He swiveled around and discovered his wife Jen standing in the doorway. She looked so beautiful in her light colored sundress and matching high-heeled sandals. “I brought you some lunch,” she smiled lovingly, batting her eyelashes.The door closed behind her as she strode over to her husbands desk. She glanced at the cell, then at her husband and smiled a smile that could melt steel.”Oh yess, Mommy likes to make you feel good,” they heard Jen’s voice say.”Is that true?” Tom asked.Jen got a little smile and nodded her head. “Of course. I love to give Brian back rubs. I’ve done it since he was little.””Back rubs huh?”Jen slipped her tiny bare feet out of her heels and sat down on his lap. Her full meaty ass felt amazing, even against his flaccid prick. Tom sighed as he felt her soft voluptuous body against his. “Yes, back rubs. Wait…you didn’t think I was…””You told me this morning you were sucking him,” Tom said”Ohh, that k**. I can’t believe he told you that’s what we were doing.””How could you Jen?” Tom said.”How could I what? I just told you I was giving him a back rub.” Jen said, her big brown sparkling eyes gazing down into his.”Ohhh yes, Mom,” they heard Brian whimper.”Come on, that sounds like a whole lot more than a back rub, Jen.”Jen let out a frustrated sigh. “Why did he even record this? Can’t you see he’s just playing out another one of his fantasies. He wants you to believe that’s what was going on.”They listened to her recorded voice. “Mmm, I’m glad you like this, sweetie. Mommy just loves doing it for you.””I saw what you were wearing this morning. Hardly the attire for an innocent backrub.””Give me a break, Tom. I always wear those kinds of things to bed.””You weren’t in your bed, you were in your son’s bed and don’t think I didn’t notice that you weren’t wearing panties either.”Jen shook her head and stood up. “Why do I feel like I’m constantly under attack here lately?””I don’t know. Why do I feel like your doing things you shouldn’t behind my back?””A horribly photoshopped picture and an innocent backrub. I did nothing wrong,” Jen said defensively.Brian’s voice moaned on the audio recording. “Ohh, Mom, that’s so good the way you do that.””Sounds hardly innocent to me,” Tom said.Jen grabbed her purse and started for the door. “If you hadn’t been such a jerk I wouldn’t have been in Brian’s bed to begin with. But, whatever, I’m leaving.”Brian’s breath became heavier on the recording. “Uh, Mom, I think I-Jen stopped and glared at her husband as the recording went quiet. “Oh what a convenient place for the recording to stop. If I was blowing him, he’d be squirting off about now, but he didn’t record an orgasm because it didn’t happen.””Jen, what reason would he have to make all this up. It doesn’t make any sense.”She glared at him from the door. “YOU don’t make any sense. I’m going home. And oh…you’re welcome for the lunch,” she said, glancing at the bag of food she brought him.”Jen…” Tom called out, watching her disappear. “Shit,” he muttered, clearly frustrated.Tom left work a little early that day. He thought about going home to possibly catch his wife and son in the act, but then he thought it might be better to go somewhere and clear his head.He walked the beach for an hour, but couldn’t help but rethink the bizarre events of the past week. Jen had always been a wonderfully loving and supportive wife. The idea of her doing such a thing with Brian seemed unthinkable. However, the evidence certainly worked in their son’s favor.Tom knew there was only one way to know for certain and that was to actually catch them in the act.. How he would do that without looking like a completely paranoid asshole was going to be a challenge.Upon arriving home, Tom noticed his wife and son sitting on the couch. They hadn’t seen him come in and they looked to be having a serious discussion. He snuck through the kitchen, hoping to get close enough to listen in on their conversation. Unfortunately, he only caught the tail-end of it. “Are you clear on what needs to happen, Brian?””Yeah,” Brian muttered, not seeming too happy.Tom stepped out of the kitchen. “So I missed it. What needs to happen exactly?”Jen quickly stood up. “What do you think, Tom. He needs to stop telling stories. I don’t know what’s more annoying, his story telling or the fact that you’re actually believing him.””Brian, your mother said she was just scratching your back last night, is that true?” Tom asked.”I’ve already been through this with him, Tom. He’s assured me there will be no more outrageous stories, right Brian?” Jen said.”Yes ma’am,” he muttered.”Good. I have to get dinner started. Stacey’s picking me up for palettes class in an hour,” Jen said, leaving the room.Tom stepped over and sat next to his son. There was an awkward silence.”So is that all this has been, one ridiculous story after another?” Tom asked.Brian reluctantly looked back at the empty doorway. “Every bit of it was true, dad. I swear,” he said in a hushed tone.Tom rolled his eyes. “Brian, come on, we’re going in circles here.””I’m not the one who said it didn’t happen. Mom said that.””So there was more than just back scratching last night? Tom asked.”Lots more. Didn’t you hear the audio I recorded?””Well, yes, but I can’t tell just from audio what a person’s doing. She could have been scratching your back or she could have been doing everything you said she was. I’m gonna need more than just audio. If I see your mother doing something inappropriate then I’ll kaçak bahis know for sure that the things your telling me are true.””I could take video, without Mom knowing,” Brian suggested.”And how the heck would you pull that off?””Well, sometimes we do that position, where she’s facing away from me. You know the doggy position.””Yeah, yeah, I know what it’s called,” Tom said, that sick jealous feeling returning in full force.”Well if we were doing that and she was facing away from me, she wouldn’t know I was recording us.”As much Tom hated the thought of his son’s penis inside his wife, he knew it would be the easiest way to unquestionably catch her in the act. “I need to put an end to this nonsense. Let’s do it,” Tom said.Tom’s productivity at work lately had been horrible. The next day was no exception. Time seemed to drag as he waited for his son to call. It seemed like he was checking his phone every minute just to make sure he hadn’t missed the planned call from his son. Finally at close to 11, his phone rang. It was a video call from Brian.Tom looked at the screen, hesitating to answer. His heart was pounding out of his chest. He wanted to answer the call, but he also didn’t. He loved his wife and didn’t want it to be over between them. The thought of her seducing their son and what he might see when he answered the call absolutely sickened him.With shaky fingers, he answered the video call. It was Brian, from the waist up. His shirt was off, a light sheen of perspiration covering his lean torso. He gave an awkward silent wave to his father and Tom returned one uncomfortably. It was obvious that Brian’s hips were in motion and the jealous father knew exactly why.Brian turned his cellphone, scanning his bedroom until the camera pause on the female knelt in front of him. Tom let out a sigh of defeat, his stomach completely sinking. His heart burned with jealous anger. The woman on her hands and knees, thrusting her ass back was unmistakably his wife.He could only see the back of her head in this position, but he recognized the beautiful mane of dark hair right away. The smooth tan unblemished skin of her back was something Tom always admired. It narrowed at the waist, then flailed into wide motherly hips and the most luscious meaty ass that he had ever seen. The other telltale sign was the small kissy-lips tattoo on one of her ass-cheeks. It was her only tattoo and she got it when she was younger.”Son-of-a-bitch!” Tom muttered, watching his cheating wife’s ass thrust back against her son’s midsection.Too make the scene ever more horrible, Tom could see his son’s long sturdy erection slicing through her shaved cunt. The dick was much bigger than his own and glistened with pussy-juice as it plowed through Jen’s stretched lips with steady thrusts. He felt nauseous. It was a wonderful 20 years, but he knew his marriage was over.Brian tried to turn his phone around, but it fell out of his hand, bouncing onto the bed. “Oh, shit!” the teen said.The camera was pointed at Jen. She turned and looked back at Brian. “What happened?”Tom’s jaw fell open. The woman wasn’t his wife. It wasn’t Jen at all.. It was a girl a little order than his son who lived down the street.”What the fuck?!” Tom said out loud.”Shit, turn it off, Brian. Hurry!” the cute girl said, scrambling out of picture.Tom’s son disconnected and the father sat there fuming. “I’m gonna kill him. Jen was right, he made this whole thing up. I’m gonna absolutely kill him,” he said out loud, quickly dialing his wife’s phone.After speaking to his wife, Tom went directly home to confront his son on his lies. Jen and Brian were sitting on the couch. Jen was turned towards her son with her arms folded over her large breasts. As expected, she didn’t look happy.”Help me understand why you would do something like this, Brian,” Tom asked.The boy’s head was lowered in shame. “I don’t know. I guess I thought it would be funny.”Jen glared at him. “You could have broken up our marriage, Brian. Is that funny to you?””No ma’am. I’m sorry.””Getting that girl from down the street involved in your sick prank wasn’t funny either,” Jen said.Tom nodded in agreement. “Which reminds me…how did you know your mother had a tattoo back there?”Brian gave his mother an uncomfortable look.Jen answered for him. “I asked him the same question. Apparently he snuck a peek through my door while I was getting dressed one morning.””Jesus, k**. Don’t you get how wrong that is?” Tom asked.”Yes,” he muttered.There was an awkward silence as the parents looked at their shamed son. Tom finally broke the silence. “Well I hope you understand how much trouble you’re in. Telling you you’re grounded is putting it lightly. There’ll be no phone, no computer, no friends, nothing.””And if you think you’re gonna just lounge around and sleep all day, you’re wrong. I’ll have plenty of work for you to around here this summer,” Jen said.”Yes, ma’am.””I gotta get back to the office. No more of this bullshit, Brian. Understood?” Tom said sternly.Brian glanced at his father and nodded.Jen stood up and walked her husband to the door. They spoke privately for a moment. “I’m not making apologies for him, but I’m sorry you had to go through that. I’m sure it wasn’t easy,” she said.Tom smiled as he enjoyed a soft hug. “Honestly, I knew he had to be lying. The idea of you doing the things he said you were was ludicrous.””I know.””See you tonight,” Tom said, kissing her goodbye.Jen closed and locked the door behind him. Brian had gotten up from the couch and was walking towards her. Jen turned and looked at him with a mischievous grin. “Nice acting job, Brad Pitt.””Ugh, Brad Pitt’s dad’s age, Mom. How about Robert Patterson?””Mmm, he’s cute too,” Jen said, raising an eyebrow. “You got a little stumped when he asked you about the tattoo though,” she said.”I wasn’t expecting that.””Good thing your mom’s quick on her feet. At least he didn’t ask how she got the kissy-lips tattoo on her ass,” Jen giggled.”Admit it, Mom, you enjoyed kissing her ass with red lipstick and putting it there.”Jen slid her hands onto his chest, gazing naughtily. “Not as much as you enjoyed watching me do it.””That’s true.”She folded her hand around his neck, pulling him in. “Speaking of kissylips…gimme yours,” she said softly, then planted a series of soft wet kisses on her son’s lips.”Mmm, no phone, no computer, no friends. Plenty of time to focus on, Mom,” she said, planting another tender kiss.”I know. Being grounded’s gonna suck.” Brian said sarcastically.”And don’t forget, I have lots of HARD work for you to do around here,” she said between kisses. “In fact, you can start right now by getting my panties off,” she panted.”Yes ma’am.”Tom’s boss called as he drove down the interstate. “Hey, the guys said you left in a hurry,” his boss said.”Yeah, sorry, I um, had a situation at home. I’m on my way back now though.””Oh ok, everything alright?”Tom smiled, more sure than he’d been in days. “Yeah, everything’s just fine.”Back at the house, Brian had his Mom pinned against the door in the standing fuck position. Jen’s skirt was hiked up around her waist, her strong, smooth mommy-legs wrapped tightly around his midsection. Her little feet with painted toes hovered near his bucking ass as Brian drove his cock in and out of her cunt with long desperate thrusts. “Ohhh yess, fuck mee!” the horny mother cried.Jen’s big naked tits sloshed against her son’s chest as she clung to him. The hugeness of his prick thrilled the mother, while Brian loved the slick grip of her cunt tunnel. “Ohhh damn, Mom,” he whimpered, speeding the tempo of his fuck-thrusts.His hands were under her, cupping and kneading the supple meat of her wiggling ass-cheeks.”Ohhh, Brian!” she cried as he felt her hot cunt tighten even more. Her lovely brown eyes were soft and dreamy as she stared back into his. “I’m gonna fucking cuuuuumm!” she sighed.She squeezed him tightly in her arms and between her trembling, shapely thighs, her pussy lips slurping noisily at his plunging cock meat. . Her fat, hard nipples poked into his chest. Jen was overtaken by the jolts of obscene ecstasy that were shooting through her quaking, sweating flesh. “Cuuumminnggg!!” she cried out, echoing through the house.”Meee too,” Brian said with an excited shiver.”Uugghh!” he groaned loudly, ramming his spurting cock all the way to the back of her vagina. Hot cum splattered against the head of her cervix, intensifying the mother’s own cunt-creaming orgasm.Mother and son kissed deeply, their tongues dueling. Both of them were completely thrilled and overjoyed by the power of their mutual climax.

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