I moaned loudly.
My breathing got stunted.
My head became light.
I babbled like a porn star in heat. “Oh my God, fuck me,” “Oh shit, suck my clit,” and “I’m coming.”
The orgasm was unlike any other.
Intense.
Life changing.
Body quaking.
Energy usurping.
As I collapsed forward onto the bed, Paul kept fucking me throughout my orgasm… one that seemed determined to last forever.
My fingers tingled.
My head went empty.
My body shook with the aftershocks of euphoria.
Then he grunted and spewed his load deep inside my cunt, as I moaned weakly, “Yes, fill Mommy’s cunt with your cum.”
He kept pumping until every drop of his seed was in my cunt.
As soon as he pulled out, I dropped my cunt on Laurie’s face and ordered, “Get eating, slut.”
“A cream pie, hot,” Paul approved, just as Laurie obeyed, licking the mixture of male and female cum leaking out of me.
“Get that tongue in my cunt,” I ordered, grabbing the back of her head and pulling it deep into my pussy.
She obeyed, tongue fucking me, a second orgasm beginning to build.
“Get in a 69, sluts,” my son ordered, after a couple of minutes.
“You want to watch Mommy eat cunt?” I questioned, getting off Laurie’s face and seeing her face was literally glistening with wetness.
“I do,” he agreed, as I bent down and licked some of the cum mixture off her face, before kissing her. “I don’t think that’s a 69,” he joked.
“Just wanted to taste our cum mixed together, my darling son,” I said, breaking the kiss.
“Next time I’ll come inside her just for you,” he promised, as I spun around, straddled her again and lowered my face into her wetness.
“Yummy,” I said, both about the idea of a cream pie and also the glistening cunt I was about to lick.
Then I extended my tongue and licked hers as she licked mine.
And for a few minutes we licked, probed, and pleasured each other.
I decided being on top was uncomfortable, so we swapped positions where I was on my back and she on top, which was better for my neck and my rising orgasm.
She came first, her cum leaking out of her and onto my lips and face… the taste completely different from male cum, the texture also completely different. Yet, both were equally stimulating and tasty.
I lapped up her cum and then she moved around, crawled between my spread legs and dove in, attacking my cunt again with her tongue and now her fingers.
One finger.
Two fingers.
Three fingers.
I couldn’t get enough as I begged, “Finger bang me,” “Suck on my clit,” and “Don’t you fucking stop.”
As she ate me and finger fucked me, Paul had moved behind Laurie and began fucking her… hard… so her face was bouncing around a bit on my twat.
My orgasm was so close and then she did the unthinkable, her entire fist slipped inside me.
I’d never felt so full, so stretched and as she began fisting me. I screamed, “You fucking bitch!” That was followed by, as my orgasm rose quickly, “Fist fuck me, yes, yes, fuck!”
Not even a minute of getting a fist deep in my cunt and I was screaming my declaration of orgasmic bliss, “Yes!”
She kept ramming her small fist in my cunt as my orgasm swarmed through me.