“I’m so sorry, Courtney,” she apologized, clearly mortified at being caught, her eyes speaking volumes… of humiliation, guilt and lust.
I shrugged, “Answer the question.”
“No,” she answered, as she moaned from the rear reaming she was taking.
“Well, apparently you were planning to make me your lesbian cunt licking slut,” I pointed out.
“That was just role play,” she moaned loudly, talking with her best friend not hindering her pleasure from getting ass fucked by her bestie’s son.
“So you don’t want to dyke out with me?” I questioned, as I slid my cock back in her mouth and face fucked her for a few seconds.
“Let’s DP her, mom” Paul suggested.
“I get her ass,” I decided.
“Sure, I could use a break anyway,” he said, pulling out and laying on his back.
“You’re not mad?” she asked bewildered, when I pulled out of her mouth.
Wanting to shock her, I silently moved around and took my son’s cock in my mouth.
“No fucking way,” she gasped, as I bobbed on my son’s cock that had just been in her ass… the more taboo, the hotter it was.
Paul said, “Now I have two Mommy sluts and to make everything clear Laurie, you are bottom slut.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied, still looking stunned.
I quit sucking his cock and said, “Ride him, girlfriend.”
“I can’t believe this,” she said.
“I couldn’t believe you would seduce my son and take his virginity,” I countered, as she moved to straddle my son’s cock.
“I’ve felt so guilty about it ever since,” she admitted.
“Not enough to quit fucking him though,” I pointed out.
“I tried, but I can’t resist this big cock,” she answered, as she swallowed it whole.
“That I can understand,” I concurred, as I moved behind her as she began riding my son.
“You’re really going to DP me?” she asked, looking behind towards me.
“Definitely,” I nodded, as I positioned my cock at her gaping asshole, so well prepared by my son’s thick dick. I added as much, “Although my son may have gotten your ass too wide.”
“His cock does tear me apart,” she moaned, as she rode him.
I slid inside her ass easily and she moaned again, “Yes, Fuck my asshole, Courtney. I want to be your slut too,”
“Be at my beck and call for cunt lickings,” I declared.
“Whatever you say,” she moaned, as my son and I began to take her in unison, pumping in and out as one.
“Oh it’s what I say all right,” I purred, feeling great exhilaration at being the one doing the fucking and not the one being fucked. It was a completely different experience. Less sexually stimulating, but more mentally empowering.
“Oh God,” she moaned as we double teamed her.
“I’m your new Goddess,” I said, reveling in this new power. “Especially since you’ll be worshipping my cunt regularly.”
“Oh yes, Mistress,” she moaned as her breathing already implying her orgasm was imminent after only a minute or so of rough double penetration.
The term ‘Mistress’ surprised me, but also greatly excited me. I was a submissive to my son, my lover, without a doubt, yet I could also be a dominant with her and perhaps on occasion even with Kennedy if we one day met.