Sunday, October 30, 2022

My Wife's Pregnant Best Friend

(Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Ray stood in front of the full-length mirror mounted on the back of the door to the bedroom, looking at his reflection as he buttoned up his maroon Guayabera shirt.  He loved those shirts for both their style and their comfort, and comfort was very important when you lived on the Florida Keys.  The humidity could be brutal at times, and ever since he and his wife, June, had moved to the Keys ten years ago they had very quickly adapted their manner of dress to fit their location.  During the summer months Ray could be found in a pair of white or khaki-colored linen pants (or shorts, depending on his mood and the temperature) and a Guayabera shirt of varying colors, with either a pair of sandals or leather boat shoes on his sockless feet.  Whether or not he chose to wear underwear depended both on his mood and the temperature, but most of the time he went without.  When he did wear them they were always loose cotton boxers to aid ventilation.  His outfit was always topped off with a tan Panama straw hat.

If you saw Ray on the street you would have thought he was a Florida Keys native, and you never would have guessed that he spent the first 25 years of his life in Missouri.  Both he and June thought it was the best thing they ever did (next to getting married, that is) and they were both very happy.  He looked himself over in the mirror one more time before leaving to go downstairs, and he liked what he saw.  He put a lot of effort into trying to stay fit, watching his weight and working out just enough to keep the flab away, and he liked to think he had been pretty successful at it.  Ray was smiling to himself as he came downstairs and went into the kitchen where he found June sitting at the table drinking a glass of iced tea.

“Well, don’t you look simply dashing!” she said, smiling at him as he came into the room.  June was a trim redhead with striking green eyes, one year younger than Ray, and the snug-fitting pastel blue shorts with matching crop top showed off just how good she looked.  Ray had always had a thing for two kinds of women, those being redheads and women with big boobs, and even though June had a moderate-sized bust she was still a redhead, and that was good enough for him.  June measured 34 inches around the bustline and wore a 34C bra, and like Ray, most of the time she chose to go without undergarments of any kind.  That meant that Ray was perpetually treated to the sight of her very prominent nipples poking against her shirt, which had led to some pretty intense impromptu sex over the years.

June could also suck a golf ball through a garden hose.  She loved giving head so much that sometimes Ray thought she preferred that to actually having sex, and when he had said that to her one night not too long ago she had surprised him when she told him that he was right.  And she had then proceeded to prove it, sucking him to not one but two mind-shattering orgasms.

“Thank you, babe!” he replied, bending over and giving her a quick kiss.  “You look pretty good yourself, you know!”  He said as he went over to the cabinet and got out a tea glass for himself, then got the jug of iced tea out of the refrigerator and poured himself a glass.  The tea was already sweetened, so all he had to do next was go sit down at the table with his wife, which is what he did.  They made small talk for a few minutes, talking about what they were going to do since it was Saturday and neither of them had to work.  There was a pause after a few moments, and then June spoke up.

“You know what tonight is, right, honey?” she asked.  Ray nodded as he replied, both hands on the glass of tea.

“Yep, I know,” he replied, looking over at her.  “Tonight is the night that we – or I, rather – help out your best friend, Susan,” he said, pausing for a moment before continuing.  “Are you sure about this, babe?” he asked.

“Funny, I was just about to ask you the same question,” she said, giving him a smile. 

“Yeah, I’m sure,” he said, returning her smile.  “I’d do anything for you, you know that, and the only reason I’m doing this is because you asked me to,” he said, reaching out and taking her hand.

“Oh, that’s bullshit and you know it!” she said, grinning at him as she squeezed his hand in hers.  “You’ve wanted to fuck Susan ever since you first saw her and those huge boobs of hers, and now that her boobs are bigger than ever since she’s almost 9 months pregnant you wanna fuck her even more!”  Another thing that Ray had always had a “thing” for was pregnant women, and since June wasn’t capable of bearing children due to a childhood illness that had left her barren, she knew that the only way she was ever going to be able to make her husband’s dream of fucking a pregnant woman come true was to let him fuck her best friend, Susan.

And Susan was in desperate need of a good fucking.  Her worthless fiancée had split the moment he found out that Susan was pregnant, so she had been handling things on her own ever since then.  By the time she had emotionally recovered from being abandoned and was ready to start dating again she was too far along for most men to take an interest in her, so her best friend had become the very realistic “RealCock” dildo that June had given to her for her birthday four months ago.  But now, thanks to June all that was going to change.

“Guilty as charged!” Ray replied, returning her grin.  “But back to my question to you – are you sure about this?  I mean, not only are you going to let me, your husband, have sex with another woman, you’re going to sit there and watch as well.  Are you sure about all this?” he asked, genuinely concerned.  She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and a smile as she replied.

“Yes, I’m sure,” she said, looking into his eyes.  “The thought of watching the man I love being pleasured by another woman just makes me horny as hell!  It’s something I’ve always wanted to do but never acted on until now, and I can’t tell you how happy I am that you’re going to make one of my fantasies come true at the same time that I’m making one of your fantasies come true,” she said.  Ray already had a suspicion that she liked to watch because she was the only woman he’d ever known that not only liked watching porn but watched it on a regular basis.  And they always ended up having some pretty spectacular sex after she was finished watching it, so yeah, he had a pretty good idea that she liked to watch and that it really turned her on.

“And Susan is okay with everything, including you watching?” he asked.

“Yes, she is,” June replied. “She’s always been a bit of a showoff anyway, and when I told her that I’d let you fuck her only if I got to watch she agreed without hesitation,” she said.

“Okay, babe, that’s all I need to know,” he said, patting her hand.

“Susan is going to be pretty happy about it all, too, you know,” June said, getting up from the table and taking their now-empty glasses over to the sink.  Ray watched her shapely ass flexing as she walked, and the sight made him smile as it always did.  “She hasn’t had a real, live dick inside her for nearly nine months, and she’s about to go crazy,” she said, putting the glasses in the sink and then turning to face him, leaning back on the counter.  “I’m just a bit concerned that you’re not going to be able to handle her,” she said.

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that too much,” Ray replied, sitting back in his chair and grinning as he crossed his arms over his chest.  “I think I can hold my own with her,” he said.

“I dunno about that, now,” she said, crossing her own arms under her breasts, smiling.  “Aside from being as cock-starved as she is, she also has a whole bunch of hormones running wild through her body making her want and do all kinds of strange things, so you may just have more of a wildcat on your hands tonight than you may think!”

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, huh?” he said, grinning with confidence.

“I guess so!” June replied, returning his grin.

                                                                               * * * * * * *

Susan was supposed to show up at their house at 7PM, and it was only a couple of minutes past 7 when the front door rang.  June and Ray were sitting out on the back deck watching the sun go down over the Gulf, and June got up to go answer it.  She returned a minute or so later with Susan, chattering a mile a minute as they walked through the house.

“She’s here!” June announced as they came out onto the deck.  Ray turned to look just as Susan and June walked around in front of him, a big smile on both of their faces. 

“Hello, Ray,” Susan said, smiling down at him.  Ray returned the smile as he replied.

“Hi, Susan,” he said, his eyes quickly travelling up and down her very pregnant body.

Susan was the same height as June and weighed about as much, maybe a few pounds more as she had a little more meat on her bones than June did.  The big differences between the two women were the color of their hair and eyes and, of course, the size of their breasts.  Susan was of Italian descent so she had very dark brown hair with brown eyes to match, and from what June had told him she was also just as hot-blooded sexually that Italians were thought to be.  But when it came to the size of her breasts Susan left June stranded in her dust.

Susan’s tits were big to begin with, bordering on huge.  June had told him a while back that Susan measured 42 inches around her tits and wore a 34DD bra, but now in the last month of her pregnancy her tits had ballooned to a whopping 48 inches around, and that she now had to wear a size 35FF bra – and that sometimes even that was too small.  This was something that June had told him just a few days before when she had first brought up the idea of Ray fucking Susan.

Standing in front of him now in a yellow sundress that fit her bust like a glove, Ray could see all that for himself.  It was obvious from the lack of a bra strap and the way her now-huge tits moved under the dress that she was braless, and Ray didn’t know which struck him in the groin harder – the sight of those huge, unrestrained whoppers swaying around in the dress or the sight of her huge, protruding, and very pregnant belly standing out in front of her. 

Either way, Ray could feel his cock beginning to stir in his pants.  They both just looked at each other for a few moments, neither of them saying anything.  It was June who broke the silence.

“This is what’s called a ‘pregnant pause,’ pun intended,” she said, making everyone chuckle.

“Some of us more pregnant than others, obviously,” Ray said, nodding at Susan.

“Thank you for doing this for me, Ray,” Susan said, her eyes wide and sparkling as she smiled down at him.  “I really appreciate it.”  She must have been looking forward to it because her nipples were already hard and poking out against the top of the sundress. 

“You’re welcome, Susan, but I’m not doing it just for you,” he said, returning her smile, “I’m doing it for June, too,” he explained.

“I would hope that you’re doing it for yourself, too,” Susan replied, putting her hands behind her back and rocking her shoulders back and forth slightly, effectively waving both her huge tits and huge belly at him at the same time.  “June already told me that you have a ‘thing’ for pregnant women and that you’ve always wanted to fuck me, so now you get to do both at the same time!” she said, grinning at him.

“And for what it’s worth,” she said, stepping over to his chair and bending over to put her hands on the arms of the chair as she brought her face right up in front of his, dangling those mammoth, milk-filled boobs in front of him as she spoke, her voice a sultry whisper, “I’ve always wanted to fuck you, too!”

Then she kissed him, long and deep, sliding her tongue into his mouth to find his.  He reached up and lifted one big, heavy breast in his hand, hefting it in his palm before squeezing it gently and making Susan moan in his mouth. 

‘Damn, this thing is heavy!  And big!  Holy shit, it’s big!’ he thought to himself as he squeezed her huge breast, being careful not to squeeze too tightly as he knew a woman’s breasts could be very sensitive when she was pregnant.  He could feel the nipple getting hard on his palm as Susan’s arousal rose quickly.

June stood behind them and just watched, one hand involuntarily sliding down to her mound to rub firmly as he watched her husband and her best friend kiss.  She sighed as he fondled and squeezed Susan’s huge, heavy breasts, and she could already feel her pussy beginning to get wet.

Ray’s cock was quickly getting longer and thicker in his pants, and both he and June moaned a little when Susan dropped her hand down to his crotch and grabbed the growing bulge in her hand, squeezing it firmly.  This only caused his cock to grow faster, and Susan could feel it in the palm of her hand.  This went on for several very pleasurable moments before June spoke up, a little breathlessly.

“Hey, guys, unless you want to give a free show to the entire neighborhood I suggest we move the activities to a more private place – say, the bedroom?” June said, bringing them both back to reality.  Susan broke off the kiss and moved back a little, keeping her hand on his cock as she spoke.

“How about it, Ray?” she said, her voice still a low whisper, “wanna go back into your bedroom and have sex with me?” she asked, smiling at him.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he replied, returning her smile. 

She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and his cock a final squeeze before she straightened up, giving Ray enough room to get up from where he was sitting.  Without a word June turned and went into the house, followed by first Susan and then Ray, leading them back to the master bedroom.  Once there June sat down in a chair next to the wall that was facing the foot of the big bed, crossing her legs and getting comfortable.

“Don’t mind me, I’m just going to sit here quietly and watch,” she said to the two of them as they walked into the room.  “Just forget I’m here and do what you’re going to do!”

“And the first thing I’m going to do,” Susan said, turning to face Ray and stepping in so close that her pregnant belly was pressing against him as she put her hands on his chest, “is suck on that nice, hard cock of yours.  Okay, Ray?” she said, her voice low and sultry.

“Please, by all means, knock yourself out!” he said, smiling at her.

Without another word Susan dropped to her knees in front of him and reached up to unzip his pants, rubbing his fully erect cock with the palm of her hand for a moment before tugging at the zipper.  When his zipper was down she reached inside and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock, gripping it firmly as she pulled open his fly with one hand and pulled out his cock with the other.  She smiled when she saw his erect cock for the first time.

“Mmmm, nice!” she said, smiling up at him as she slowly pumped his hard shaft in her hand.  “June has always bragged about what a nice cock you have, and I’m glad to finally be able to see for myself!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Ray replied, looking down at her.

“Let’s get these big balls of yours out, too!” she said, pulling open his fly and then pulling his balls out, her smile turning into a grin when she saw them.

“Oooo, nice and clean-shaven!  Just how I like it!” she cooed, looking up at him.  “It’s always so much easier to suck your balls into my mouth when they’re clean shaven, not to mention it’s so much more fun!”

Then she proved what she had just said by lowering her head, opening her mouth wide, and placing her lips onto his balls.  Ray was surprised at just how wide she could open her mouth, and he was more than surprised when she sucked both of his balls right into her wet mouth with ease.

“Mmmmm!” she moaned as she rolled his balls around in her mouth, pulling her head back to tug on them as she pumped his cock in her hand.  She was applying just the right amount of suction to his ball sack, enough to pull them into her mouth and tug on them but not enough to hurt.  She obviously knew what she was doing, and Ray was glad for that.

June’s mouth fell open as she watched Susan suck both of her husband’s balls into her mouth at once.  She knew that Susan was one of the best cocksuckers she’d ever met, but she had no idea she was this good.  She opened her legs and moved her hand down her stomach, sliding it under the waistband of her shorts to her naked mound and began to rub, firmly, as she watched Susan working on her husband’s balls.  When her fingers slid in between her smooth-shaven pussy lips she wasn’t at all surprised to find that she was already wet.

Susan sucked on Ray’s balls for a few moments longer, then released them from her mouth with a soft ‘pop.’  She stuck out her tongue and licked him from the bottom of his balls to the tip of his cock, moving her hand out of the way as she did, her wide, flat, soft, and very wet tongue gliding along his skin.  When she reached the tip of his cock she did it again, repeating what she had just done.  When she got to the tip of his cock the second time she lowered her mouth down onto the tip of his cock and sucked it into her mouth without hesitation, sliding her lips down over the bulbous head and clamping them tight around his shaft just behind the flared ridge.  Then she sucked hard, really hard, and Ray could feel the precum being sucked out of him.

“MMMMM!” Susan moaned as the first of his precum hit her tongue.  This only encouraged her to suck harder, and much to Ray’s surprised she did.  Susan’s mouth was like a vacuum cleaner as she sucked on his dick harder than he’d ever experienced before.

“Holy crap!” he gasped, looking down as Susan sucked continued to suck on the head of his cock.

“I told you she was good, didn’t I?” June asked, a little breathlessly, her hand inside her pants and her fingers now sliding slowly in and out of her wet pussy.

“Yeah, but this – this is incredible!” he said, looking over at his wife before he looked back down at Susan.  She took her mouth from his cock just long enough to speak, a smile on her face.

“Just wait until I get warmed up,” she said, gasping slightly.  “You ain’t seen nothing yet!” 

Susan lowered her mouth back down onto his throbbing cock, reaching around behind him with both hands and grabbing him by the back of his thighs just below his ass.  She pulled him towards her slightly as she slid her mouth down the length of his cock, and to his surprise she took his entire length completely into her mouth in one long, fluid stroke.  She held it there for a few moments, running the flat of her tongue along the underside of his cock, and then began sliding her mouth up and down his cock in long, steady strokes.  She sucked on him like this for several minutes, reaching around with one hand to tug and squeeze his balls for a few moments before putting her hand back on his thigh again.  She continued sucking on his cock, twisting her head around every now and then, and Ray moaned as she worked him over.  His cock was slick and shiny with her spit, and he could feel it running down his balls and see it dripping off of her chin as she worked on him.

“Face-fuck her, Ray!” June gasped, her mouth hanging open and her legs spread wide as she slid down in the chair, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.  Susan looked up at him and nodded quickly, his cock still in her mouth and her eyes wide with excitement, and that was all the confirmation Ray needed.

He reached down and grabbed Susan’s head in his hands and immediately began face-fucking her in long, firm strokes.  He was careful not to be too rough with her and force his cock too far into her mouth, but after a few strokes Susan told him to face-fuck her harder by slapping the backs of his thighs with both hands and then jerking him back and forth, shoving his cock harder and deeper into her mouth.  She loved being face-fucked hard and fast, and this was her way of telling him.

So Ray gave her what she wanted.  He entwined his fingers in her hair and closed them into fists, then began face-fucking her hard and fast.  He jerked her head back and forth in hard, deep, fast strokes as he thrust his hips forward, burying his cock into her mouth and down her throat.

Susan groaned and moaned loudly as Ray face-fucked her hard, loving every second of it.  Her eyes began to water as her head was jerked back and forth, and she gripped his thighs hard for support.  Her saliva was running out of her mouth and dripping down onto her sundress, soaking the material covering her, breasts as Ray went at her.

“MMPH!  MMPH!  GLMPH!  MMPH!” Susan moaned as Ray forced her mouth up and down on his cock, the room filed with the slurping sounds of her being face fucked.  Susan’s pussy was flooding by now, and she was so wet she could feel it running down her legs as she knelt in front of him.  She knew what was going to happen next, and as Ray continued face-fucking her it did. 

“MMMMMMMM!” she cried out around Ray’s cock in her mouth as she came, her orgasm exploding inside her like a hand grenade.  She squeezed her eyes shut and gripped Ray’s thighs so hard it hurt as her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm.  When he realized what was happening Ray nearly stopped what he was doing but didn’t, continuing to face-fuck her as her orgasm ran its course.  He heard a groan from where June sat, and when he turned and looked over at her the look on her face told him that she was cumming, too.  Her head was thrown back and her eyes were squeezed shut, her hand working furiously at her pussy.  His attention was brought back to Susan when she slapped him on the front of his thighs with both hands, hard, and he released her head from his grip.  She sat back on her haunches and took a great whooping breath, her eyes watery and a long, thick strand of saliva hanging from the bottom lip of her open mouth to the tip of his cock.  It hung there for a moment before breaking, landing on the now-soaked bodice of Susan’s sun dress.  She sat back on her haunches and gasped for breath, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath.

“Holy shit, that was good!” she cried, grinning at him as she panted for breath, “you really know how to use a girl, don’t you!”

“Did you cum?” he asked, looking down at her, smiling as she nodded enthusiastically as she replied.

“You bet I did!  Hard, too!” she said, grinning up at him.  “I’ve always had a high sex drive,” she said, pausing to take a couple of breaths, “and if I’m horny enough I can think myself into an orgasm,” she explained, pausing again to take a few more breaths.  “And after almost nine months without a hard cock in me, you can bet I’m more than horny enough!”

“Oh, my God, that was hot!” June moaned from her chair, her orgasm also complete.

“Just you wait, girlfriend,” Susan said, getting to her feet and standing in front of Ray, “I’m just getting started!” she said, grinning up at Ray with a slightly evil look in her eyes.

Then she put her hands on Ray’s chest and pushed hard, knocking him back and causing him to sit down hard on the bed as the backs of his legs hit the edge of the bed.  Susan moved in between his legs, her mammoth tits swaying as she moved, spreading them wide to stand right in front of him.  She looked down at him as he sat on the bed, looking him in the eyes as she shrugged the spaghetti straps of the dress from her shoulders and then yanked it down, revealing her huge tits and pregnant belly to him. 

Ray was overwhelmed at the sight of both, so much so that he didn’t know which to touch first.  Her belly was rounded and taught, the skin smooth, begging to be caressed.  Her tits were huge but not flattened out or sagging like with most pregnant women; instead they were still just as round and just as firm as ever, only bigger – much, much bigger.  Her areolas had darkened with her pregnancy, and her huge nipples were hard and erect, standing out proudly and just begging to be sucked.  And Ray had every intention of doing just that.

Apparently so did Susan, because before he could make a move towards her she reached down and grabbed him by the head and yanked him forward, burying his face between her massive tits.  She leaned forward a little to get her belly out of the way, pushing her arms together to mash her huge tits together around Ray’s head.  His hands came up to those huge globes of flesh, squeezing and kneading them firmly but not hard enough to cause her pain.  He ran both thumbs over the hard nubs of her nipples, making her jump and moan at the same time. 

“Ooooh, that feels good!” she moaned, loosening her grip on his head enough so that he could move his lips over and clamp them onto one of her nipples.  She gasped and sighed as he sucked on it, gently at first but a little harder after a moment or two, and Ray wasn’t surprised when he got a mouthful of milk from her.  It was sweet and thin, and after sucking from that nipple for a minute he moved over to the other one and repeated the process.

“Oh my God, yesssss!” Susan hissed as he suckled her, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as she pushed his face deep into her massive breast.  Ray slid a hand down her body, slowly over her big pregnant belly and finally down to her mound; he was pleasantly surprised to find that while she had what felt to be a pretty full covering of pubic hair over her mound, her outer lips were shaven smooth.  When he slipped his fingers between her pussy lips he found that she was literally dripping, and he pushed two fingers into her easily.

“AAAHHHH!” she moaned loudly as he penetrated her with his fingers, pushing her hips forward just a bit in response.

June slid two of her fingers into her own pussy as she watched her husband finger-fucking her best friend, moving her hand in time with his.  Suddenly Susan pushed Ray away from her hard enough for him to land on his back, taking both of them by surprise.

“Okay, time to get down to business!  I want this hard cock inside my pussy, and I want it now!” Susan said, reaching down quickly unfastening Ray’s pants and then grabbing them by the waistband.  She yanked them down over his hips with one very strong tug, with Ray barely having enough time to slip out of his deck shoes before his pants were gone and tossed across the room.

“Unless you want that nice shirt ripped to shreds I suggest you take it off, and quickly!” Susan said, looking down at him.  Her eyes were hooded and the lust was burning brightly in them, her chest heaving as she panted for breath, both nipples erect and leaking from where he had been sucking on them.  Ray moved fast, unbuttoning the shirt and slipping out of it, tossing it off to the side.

Susan was on him in a flash, moving a hell of a lot quicker than he thought a woman who was almost nine months pregnant was capable of.  But before he knew it she was on top of him, her big belly pressing into his as she leaned forward and put her hands on the bed next to his shoulders, still looking him in the eyes, her big, heavy breasts hanging down with the nipples touching his chest.

“This is the part where I fuck you!” she whispered, her mouth turning up on one side in an evil grin.  Before he could respond she sat up straight, the outer lips of her soaking wet pussy pressing down onto the length of his cock as it lay on his abdomen, separating and smothering it for a moment before she lifted her hips up and grabbed his cock in her hand.  She put one foot on the bed to make it easier to get his cock inside her, pushing his cock back between her outer lips and then rubbing it up and down her slit to get it lubed up with her juices.  Then she put the head against her opening and pushed down, sliding her soaking wet cunt all the way down on him and engulfing his cock completely, taking his entire length in one fluid motion as she dropped down to both knees and sat on his cock, impaling herself on it.

“AAAAAHHHHH!” Susan moaned as her pussy swallowed up Ray’s cock, pushing her hips down and grinding them in slow circles on his cock.  Ray could feel the cheeks of her ass pressing against his balls as she moved, sitting up straight with her hands on his hips for support.  Her huge boobs swayed on her chest with every movement, encouraging Ray to reach up past her pregnant belly to take them in his hands.  She leaned forward just a little bit as she felt his fingers on her tits, moaning as his hands closed around them and squeezed.

“Oh, my God!” June gasped as she watched Susan’s cunt slide down onto her husband’s cock.  She had always fantasized about seeing this, had many an orgasm to this thought running through her mind, and now that she was actually seeing it for the first time it excited her far beyond her wildest dreams.  She slid her fingers in and out of her wet pussy firmly, going as deep as she could as Susan rode her husband’s cock just as deep, and she knew that if Susan came again while riding his cock that she would cum right along with her.

Little did June know, but that was exactly what was about to happen.  Susan pushed her hips down and forward, rubbing her clit against Ray’s abdomen as she rocked her hips forward and back on his cock, driving it deep into her and massaging her clit at the same time.  Her orgasm was building quickly, and she knew it was going to be another good one.

“I’m gonna cum, Ray, I’m gonna cum!” she gasped, looking down at him past her huge breasts as he gripped them in his hands.  She began bucking her hips quickly on his cock, pressing her clit against him, and it only took a few moments for her to cum.

“HHNNNGGHHHH!!” she groaned between gritted teeth, her head thrown back and her eyes squeezed shut as another powerful orgasm ripped through her.  She bucked her hips wildly as she came, slapping her hands onto the backs of his and gripping them tightly as the waves of pleasure went crashing through her.

June came again at the same time, trying to keep quiet but not having much success at it.  The aroma of sex filled the room, and knowing that it was both her and Susan who was currently fucking her husband that were the sources of it only made it affect her more.  She closed her eyes and gasped for breath, her hand a blur as she finger-fucked herself, her whole body quivering as she came.  When it was over it took her a few moments to compose herself, and when she finally looked over at Ray and Susan on the bed in front of her she saw Susan sitting back, her hands on the tops of Ray’s thighs as she leaned on them for support, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath with Ray’s cock still buried inside her.

“Oh, my God, that was great!” Susan gasped, looking over her huge tits at Ray and smiling.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” Ray said, meaning it.  While June was capable of multiple orgasms and he certainly had no trouble making that happen with her, he had never encountered a woman who could cum so quickly back-to-back with such intensity as Susan.  The thought crossed his mind that her former fiancée was a fool for letting her go, and that he was tremendously lucky that his wife had arranged for this to happen.  And he was pretty sure this wouldn’t be the only time it happened as well.

“You’re not too bad yourself,” she replied.

“I haven’t done anything but lay here so far,” he said, which was pretty much the truth.

“You’ve got a great prick, Ray!” she said, giving him a sly smile as she started to ride his cock, lifting her hips up and down, sliding her sopping wet pussy up and down on the length of his hard cock.  Her tits were way out of his reach, so all he could do was rest his hands on the tops of her thighs and watch as she rode him.  And he was perfectly content to lay there and watch her pussy sliding up and down on his cock as she fucked him.

The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down on his cock filled the room as Susan rode him, enjoying the sensations of being filled by his cock.  Her huge tits swayed on her chest as she moved, the sight of it only exciting Ray more.  After a few minutes of this Ray noticed her motions were picking up speed and urgency, signs that she was getting ready to cum again.

“Again?” he said, and Susan nodded quickly as she gasped out a reply.

“Again!” she gasped, and then she did.  This third orgasm wasn’t quite as powerful as the previous two, but it was still intense enough to cause her whole body to shake.  She gritted her teeth and groaned again, her hips bucking as she rode her orgasm out.

‘The woman is a nymphomaniac!’ June thought to herself as she watched Susan cumming again, riding her husband’s cock steadily as she did.  ‘A bona fide, genuine nymphomaniac!’

When Susan stopped cumming she sat up straight, driving Ray’s cock deep into her and holding it there for a moment while she looked down at him, her mouth hanging open as she tried to catch her breath.  Then, much to Ray and June’s surprise, she put her feet flat on the bed and, with her hands on Ray’s hips for support, started riding him hard and fast by lifting her hips up and dropping them down onto his cock, driving his cock into her hard and deep with every downward thrust of her hips.

“Susan…” he started to say to caution her about what she was doing, but she cut him off.

“I’m okay, really,” she gasped as she moved, still fucking him hard and deep.

“You sure?” he said, and she nodded.

“I’m sure!” she said, not so much as slowing for a moment.  She continued riding him hard like this, her ass slapping against him as she dropped down onto his cock, and when she spoke again after a few more moments what she said took both he and June by surprise.

“I want you…” she gasped, pausing to take a breath, “…to fuck me…from behind!”

Before Ray could respond she slid off of him, again moving much more nimbly and quickly than he would have expected.  Ray rolled over and got up on his knees as she moved into position, centering herself in the middle of the bed on her hands and knees, her mammoth tits and huge belly hanging down in front of her.  Ray moved in behind her, and she spread her legs apart to let him in.

“Fuck me, Ray!” she gasped, reaching under her belly to her pussy, spreading the lips apart and holding it open for him.  “Fuck me hard, drive that cock into me, fuck me hard and make me cum!” 

Ray looked over at June before he did anything else; she nodded at him to go ahead, her hand rubbing her now-bare pussy as she had slipped one leg out of her shorts, which were now hanging from the ankle of the leg she had draped over the arm of the chair she was sitting in. 

Without any further hesitation Ray took his cock in his hand and guided it to Susan’s pussy, moving in close behind her.  Both his cock and her pussy were already slick with her juices, so when he put the head against her opening and pushed forward his cock slid right in.  He grabbed Susan by the hips and pulled her back to him, pushing his cock deeper into her.  She groaned as he thrust his cock into her, pushing her hips back against him and wiggling them back and forth.

“OHHHH, that feels so fuckin’ good!” she moaned, smiling with her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of his cock deep inside her pussy.  “Now grab me by the hips and fuck me, Ray, fuck me hard and fast!  Fuck me like the little cum slut I am!  Make me cum all over that big, hard cock of yours!” she said, looking back at him as she spoke.

And Ray did just that.  Without another word he grabbed Susan by the hips and began fucking her just as she wanted.  He yanked her back and forth with his hands gripping her hips, slamming his cock in and out of her in hard, deep thrusts.  Susan gripped the bedspread in both hands, balling it up in her fists and pulling on it for support as she was yanked back and forth while Ray fucked her just like she wanted.

“YES! OH MY GOD, YES!!” Susan cried as Ray fucked her hard and fast, her mammoth tits bouncing and swaying under her as she fought to stay up on her hands and knees.  If she didn’t have a pregnant belly in front of her she would have dropped down on her chest by now, leaving her ass up in the air so Ray could drive his cock even deeper in her, but she couldn’t do that now so she fought to stay up on all fours as Ray fucked her. 

And he was fucking her just like she had demanded – hard and fast, and Susan knew it wasn’t going to be long before she was cumming all over his cock again.

June watched in rapt fascination and utter amazement as her husband fucked her best friend.  He was really giving it to her, railing her hard and fast, the slapping sound of his hips hitting her ass filling the room.  She had never seen anyone get fucked as hard as Ray was fucking Susan, and the sight of it made her own pussy flood.  Right before she came she thought that the next time Ray fucked her she was going to ask him to fuck her like he was fucking Susan right now – and then her orgasm hit, and all rational thought was temporarily lost.

Susan came at just about the same time, letting Ray know she was cumming by crying out loudly and driving her hips back against him.  Ray also felt her pussy flood, and he kept pounding her while she rode her orgasm out.  This third orgasm was short but intense, and when she was finished cumming she was left gasping for breath.  Ray began to slow down, but Susan immediately spoke up.

“Don’t stop!” she gasped, looking back at him.  “Don’t stop, keep going!  Cum inside me, Ray, cum inside me!” she said, pushing back against him.

“Yes, ma’am!” he said, redoubling his efforts.  He had been concentrating on fucking Susan so much that he really hadn’t given much thought to his own orgasm, but now that he was free to do that he discovered that he was much closer to cumming than he thought.  And then Susan did something that really got him going.

She clamped down on his cock with her inner muscles, and when she did it felt like a wet velvet fist had closed around his shaft.  He grunted as she squeezed his cock with her pussy, and within moments he was right on the edge of cumming.

“Give it to me, Ray!  Give it to me!” Susan urged, looking back over her shoulder at him as he continued fucking her hard and fast.  She grimaced as she squeezed even harder with her inner muscles, and that took him over the edge.

His orgasm hit fast and hard, with Ray groaning loudly through clenched teeth as his cock exploded.  He yanked Susan’s hips back against him and thrust forward hard with his hips, driving his cock deeper than ever and impaling her on his shaft.  She in turn cried out as well, and she could feel his cock pumping and pulsing inside her as it shot stream after stream of hot cum into her waiting pussy.

June came again as well, groaning out loud as yet another powerful orgasm ripped through her.  She was pushing three fingers in and out of her pussy as she watched Ray and Susan cumming, her hand a blue as she fingered herself.

Ray hadn’t cum this hard in his entire life, and when his cock finally stopped pumping cum into Susan it left her full and him breathless.  He released his grip on her hips but held his cock inside her, moaning as she milked the last few drops of cum from him with her strong inner muscles.  A fine layer of sweat covered his body, and he gasped for breath as he rested with his hands on her ass.  Susan was gasping for breath as well, and after a few moments she fell forward and onto her side, his cock slipping out of her flooded pussy as she did.  Ray sat back on his haunches to catch his breath, and when he glanced over to where June sat he saw her gasping for breath as well.

“Holy shit!” was all he could manage.

“Holy shit is right!” June replied, grinning at him.

“You should feel it from my end!” Susan said, looking over at June and then at Ray, smiling.  Then the three of them stayed where they were for a few more moments, all of them trying to recover from their orgasms and Susan from the intense fucking Ray had just given her.  It was June who spoke first.

“So did you bring a change of clothes like I suggested?” she asked Susan, sitting up in the chair as she spoke, her clit still throbbing.

“Sure did,” Susan replied, propping her head up on her hand as she lay on her side, her big belly and huge breasts lying out in front of her.  “I brought another sun dress; I kinda figured that would be enough,” she said.

“It should be, yeah,” June replied, slipping back into her shorts.

“Are you okay, Susan?” Ray asked, genuinely concerned.

“Sure, why wouldn’t I be?” she replied, grinning at him.  “After the fucking you just gave me, what could possibly be wrong?”

“Well, I fucked you pretty hard, you know,” he said, “and I thought…well, I just thought…”

“You thought you would hurt either me or the baby, right?” she said, and Ray nodded.  She sat up and moved over to sit on her knees next to him, reaching out to rub his face as she spoke again.

“I’m fine, Ray, I really am,” she said, her voice soft as she looked into his eyes.  “But thank you so much for being concerned enough to ask!  And trust me when I tell you that if I thought anything I was going to do or anything that I was going to have you to do me would have hurt me or the baby, I certainly wouldn’t have done it,” she said.  “I also asked my doctor last week if it was okay if I had rough sex, and he said it was as long as it was done from behind,” she explained.

“Did he also tell you that if you do it like that when you’re close to your delivery date that it could cause you to go into labor?” June asked; Susan nodded as she replied.

“He sure did, and rest assured that if I’m past my due date and am ready for this baby to be born, I’m going to come over here and have your husband fuck me again just like he did tonight!” she said, making all of them laugh. 

“And as a matter of fact,” she continued, looking over at Ray, “I may just ask him to fuck me like that again even after the baby is born,” she said, her voice sultry.  “If it’s okay with you, that is,” she said, turning to look at June.

“As long as I get to watch!” June replied, laughing. 

“How about it, Ray?” she asked, looking him in the eyes, “would you like to fuck me like that again after the baby is born?”

“Oh, yeah,” he replied, returning her smile.  “I’d be crazy to say no, now wouldn’t I?”

“I’d say so, yes,” Susan replied.  She looked at him for a moment longer, then spoke again as she got up from the bed.

“Right now I need a shower,” she said, looking over at June.

“You know where the bathroom is, so you go right ahead,” June said, still sitting in the chair.

“I’ll take mine after you’re finished,” Ray said.  Susan smiled at him and then walked out of the room into the bathroom, with the sound of the shower being heard running a few moments later.  Ray turned and sat on the end of the bed facing his wife, who got up out of the chair and came to sit on the bed next to him.

“Well, how was it?” June asked, holding his hand and grinning at him.

“I was going to ask you the same thing!” he said, grinning back.

“I asked first!” June said.

“It was fantastic!” Ray replied.  “I’ve never known a woman who could cum that much and that easily!  And the way she moved, just taking over once she got going – wow!”

“I told you that she was a real wildcat once she got going and that you might not be able to handle her, didn’t I?” June replied, still grinning at him. 

“You most certainly did,” Ray replied, kissing the back of her hand, “and I’m glad to say that you were right!  I’m still amazed that she could move that quickly, as far along as she is.”

“And those tits!  My God, those things are fucking huge!” June said.

“Yes, they are indeed,” Ray replied.  “I just hope she doesn’t lose too much and they don’t go all saggy on her once she has the baby,” he said.

“Yeah, me, too,” June said.  Just then Susan came out of the bathroom, drying her hair in a towel while the rest of her was naked. 

“Next!” she said, walking out of the room into the living room to get her spare sundress and put it on.  Ray got up from the bed and walked into the shower, the room heavy with humidity from the shower Susan had just taken.  When he came out of the bedroom clean and fully dressed ten minutes later he found Susan and June sitting at the kitchen table having a glass of tea and chatting, the soft bag with Susan’s soiled sundress in it sitting on the floor next to her chair.  He got a glass for himself and joined them at the table, and the three of them talked among themselves for another half hour before Susan finally said it was time for her to go home.  They all got up from the table, June and Ray walking her to the door.  Once there she stopped and turned, the bag with the sundress in it in her hand, looking at both of them and then looking at Ray as she spoke.

“Thank you, Ray,” she said, reaching up and giving him a quick kiss.  “And thank you too, June,” she said, kissing June on the cheek, “for helping me out by sharing your husband with me.”

“You’re most welcome!” June replied, taking Susan’s hands in hers.  “And just so you’ll know, from this point on he’s yours anytime you want, as long as…”

“As long as you get to watch, yeah, I know!” Susan said, both of them giggling.  Then she turned and was gone, walking down the sidewalk to her car.  June and Ray watched her leave, waving to her as she drove away.

“You’re gonna take me inside now and fuck me like you did her, right, honey?” she said, waving and not looking up at him.

“Nope,” he said, waving as well.  June looked up at him and he looked down at her, a smile on his face as he spoke again.

“I’m gonna fuck you harder!”

And he did.

Fini.

Wednesday, October 26, 2022

The Truth Rings

(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

“Come on, Max, let’s go!” Angie called, standing at the foot of the stairs and looking up.  Her son was just as bad as any girl at being late, something that had exasperated her late husband, Max Senior.  As she stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for her son to come down, she looked over at the wall to her right and saw the group of family pictures hanging there, the one of Max Senior in his uniform being in the center.  He had been a Master Sergeant in the US Army assigned to the Special Forces and had been killed in action in Afghanistan a little more than two years ago when Max Junior was seventeen.  The first year had been rough on both of them, and she wasn’t sure if it had been harder on Max or herself.  The second year was better, but only because she and her son had each other to lean on and talk to.  Max was their only child, so over the past two years they had gotten very close as a way to manage their grief.  Now her son was her best friend, and even though she missed her husband terribly she was glad she had her son to help her cope. 

Max felt the same way, and he had stayed home after graduating from high school so he could stay with his mom for as long as she either needed or wanted him to.  He had gotten a job downtown right after graduation, and a year later he was making pretty good money for a 19-year-old boy fresh out of high school.  His mom was just glad he didn’t enlist in the Army; losing her husband was bad enough, and if she lost her son to combat as well, it would kill her.

“I’m coming, Mom!” Max called back.  She turned away from the stairs to pick up her purse from the small table in the hallway, and a few moments later her son came bounding down the stairs.

“Sorry about that, Mom,” he said, grinning sheepishly at her.

“It’s a good thing I love you,” she said, reaching up to tousle his hair.  At six feet even he was considerably taller than she was, standing a whopping five feet five inches in her bare feet.  He looked so much like his father that sometimes it hurt, and she loved him nearly as much as she loved her late husband.

“So let’s go, already!” Max said, opening the door and holding it open for her.  She walked out of the door and Max followed, closing the door behind them.  They got in her car and drove away from the house, headed downtown to an occult bookstore she had learned of the week before.

One of the things Angie and Max had in common was that they had both developed an interest in the occult over the past two years.  They weren’t into witchcraft or anything like that, and neither one of them had adopted the ‘goth’ lifestyle that came with most people who were interested in the occult.  They just found the whole topic fascinating and had adopted it as both a coping mechanism and a hobby.  So when Angie learned that there was a new occult bookstore that had just opened up downtown called ‘The Portal,’ she put it on her short list of things to go see.

She found the bookstore easily, knowing downtown like the back of her hand, and parked the car in front of the store.  They got out and walked inside, an old-fashioned bell above the door tinkling as they came in.

“Wow, look at this!” Max said, his mouth hanging open as he looked around.  “Is this great, or what!”

“Yes, it most certainly is,” Angie replied, looking around.  The inside of the bookstore was exactly as you would have pictured the inside of an occult bookshop to look – wall to wall, floor to ceiling books, all of which looked old, the air filled with a combination of musty books and spicy incense.  Aside from books there were trinkets, small statues, and jewelry of all kinds displayed around the room as well. 

“Good morning, nice people, may I be of service?” a voice said from behind them.  They both turned around and saw an old man, about Angie’s height, balding, with gray hair and a pair of wire rimmed glasses low on his nose standing next to a rack of books close to the door.  He was wearing a tan cardigan over a white button-down shirt, brown trousers, and a pair of brown oxford shoes.

He looked exactly like you would have expected the owner of an occult bookstore to look.  Angie thought this was all so strange and so very coincidental, but before she had time to think about it the old man spoke again.

“My name is Frank Corrigan, and this is my shop. Welcome to ‘The Portal!’  How may I be of service to you today, m’lady?  Kind sir?” he said, looking at them in turn, a smile on his face. 

“Good morning, Mr. Corrigan, my name is Angie, and this is my son, Max,” she said, returning his smile.  “We heard about your shop and wanted to come see it for ourselves, and I must say that at first glance I’m very impressed!  This is quite a collection of books and curios you have here,” she said, looking around.

“Thank you, Angie, I’ve gone to great pains to secure only the most genuine and finest occult materials from around the world,” he said, his eyes sparkling.  “Please feel free to look around, take your time, see everything that you want to see, and if I can be of service please don’t hesitate to ask!” he said, extending his hand first to her and then to Max; they both shook his hand as Angie replied.

“Thank you, Mr. Corrigan, we will!” she said.

“Please, call me ‘Frank,’ I insist,” he replied.

“Okay, ‘Frank’ it is, then!” Angie said, smiling.  Frank returned her smile briefly and then walked past them toward the counter at the back of the shop, leaving them to look around.

“Wow, Mom, can you believe this?” Max said in a hushed voice, leaning down so she could hear him.  “I mean, look at this place!  This is something right out of a ‘Harry Potter’ movie, you know?  And that Mr. Corrigan – Frank – wow!”

“Yes, I had the same thoughts,” she replied, looking around the shop.  “So let’s look around and see what’s here, okay?  Maybe we’ll come up with something for Hallowe’en, you know?”  The holiday was less than two weeks away, and they celebrated Hallowe’en with pretty much the same enthusiasm they celebrated Christmas.  They always exchanged gifts, and so far this year neither one of them had bought the gift for the other; hence the trip to ‘The Portal.’

They separated and wandered around the shop individually, both of them amazed and pleased at what they saw.  After fifteen minutes or so they both ended up at the showcase at the back of the shop, looking at the array of jewelry inside.  There were rings, bracelets, necklaces, and earrings of all kinds, all of them having something to do with the occult.

“Mom, look at this!” Max said, pointing at a pair of rings, both of them displayed in the same box.

“Oh, my, those are beautiful!” Angie said, walking over and looking down at the rings in the display case. 

The rings were sterling silver with an oval stone in the center of one and a square stone in the center of the other and were obviously made for a man and a woman.  One of them was in the style of a dinner ring, the opal in the center being in the shape of an oval, and Angie guessed correctly that this was the woman’s ring.  The other was a square, signet-style ring with the black onyx stone also being square, and this was obviously the man’s ring.  Both stones had a pentagram inscribed in gold leaf in the middle, and they were very striking to see. 

“Those are ‘truth rings,’ custom made by a jeweler in England around the turn of the 17th century,” Frank said, walking up to them on the other side of the counter.

“Truth rings?” Max asked, looking up at him. 

“Yes, my young friend, truth rings,” he replied, smiling.  “As the story goes, they were commissioned by a lord who was unsure of his lady’s fidelity, so he had a jeweler make them for him.   He then took them to the local wizard who reportedly gave them their mystical powers.  Shortly after that the lord presented the rings to his lady as a gift, and they both began wearing them at once.  Unbeknownst to the errant lady, if both she and her husband were wearing the rings in the same place at the same time, each of the wearers were unable to lie.  They could only tell the truth, no matter what the topic, and it only took the lord a day or so to discover that his suspicions about his lady’s infidelity were well founded.”

“Uh oh,” Max said, enraptured by the story.

“Indeed,” Frank said.  “The lord had both his unfaithful lady and her lovers – plural – executed by beheading in the town square in full view of the local populace, leaving their bodies on display for a week as an example of what happened to those who strayed from their marital vows.”

“Oh, yuck!” Angie said, making a face.

“Punishments like that were quite common in England in that age, I’m afraid,” Frank said.  “Thankfully, mankind has matured since then, and things like that no longer take place – in civilized countries, that is.  I cannot speak for some of the more, shall we say, backward countries in certain parts of the world,” he explained.

“They’re absolutely beautiful,” Angie said, looking down at them again.

“Would you like to try them on?” Frank asked, pulling a small ring of keys out of his pocket.

“Can we, Mom?” Max asked, his face lighting up.

“Sure, why not?” Angie replied, returning his smile.

“Very good!” Frank said.  He worked the lock on his side of the case and then opened the lid, reaching in and taking out the box with the rings inside.  He closed the case and put the box down in front of them, slipping the keys back into his pocket.

“They are so beautiful,” Angie said again.

“So try it on!” Max said, his excitement evident.

“Okay, okay!” Angie replied, looking up at him and smiling.

“I must insist, m’lady, that you try the rings on one at a time so that the two of you are not both wearing them at the same time,” Frank said, a serious look on his face.  “I would not want for a secret kept to inadvertently become a secret revealed and ruin the obviously close relationship you have with your son.”

“Why, thank you, Frank, that’s very considerate of you,” Angie said, smiling at him.

“You are most welcome,” he said, bowing slightly.  “May I?” Frank said, taking the woman’s ring out of the box and holding it in his hand.

“Yes, please,” she relied, holding her hand out.  Frank slipped it on the ring finger of her right hand, and to her surprise it was a perfect fit.

“Oh, my, that’s beautiful!” she said, holding her hand up so she could look at it.  “And it fits, too!”

“That looks really good on you, Mom,” Max said. 

“It does indeed,” Frank said.

“Okay, so take it off so I can try the other one on!” Max said.  Angie smiled at him and slipped the ring from her finger, giving it back to Frank who returned it to the box.  He picked up the man’s ring and handed it to Max, who put it on the ring finger of his right hand.

“Holy crap, it fits!” he said, grinning and holding his hand up in front of him so he could see it.  “How about that, Mom?  Both of the rings fit us perfectly!  That’s a sign if I’ve ever seen one!” he said.

“It would appear so,” Angie said, “and I must say that it looks really good on you, too.”  She turned her head to look at Frank as she spoke again.  “How much are they, Frank?” she asked.

“If I were to sell the jewelry I have here based on the stories that accompany them, I would soon be out of business as no one could afford what I have to offer,” he explained.  “So I sell them based on the current price of the materials of which the jewelry is made; in this case that would be based on the current price of silver on the open market and of the gemstones as well.”

“How much?” Angie asked again.

“Five hundred dollars, m’lady,” he replied.

“I’ll take them,” Angie said, much to Max’s delight.

“Mom, are you serious?” he asked, excited but concerned.  “I mean, five hundred dollars!  That’s a lot of money!”

“Good jewelry is expensive, Max, so you get what you pay for,” she said.  “Isn’t that right, Frank?” she asked, looking at Frank.

“Indeed it is,” he replied, “and I can guarantee you that the craftmanship of these rings is first rate.”

“Then like I said, I’ll take them.  Max, take the ring off and give it back to Frank so he can box it up for us,” she said

“Aw, Mom, can’t I wear it out?” he asked.

“There’s no risk as long as you are not wearing your ring at the same time, remember,” Frank said to Angie, his voice soft.

“Okay, that’s fine,” Angie said, looking back at her son, “you can wear it out, then.  Just be careful with it, okay, Max?  That’s a piece of fine jewelry and not a toy, so you have to take care of it.”

“Sure thing!  Thanks, Mom!” Max said, kissing her on the cheek.  Frank closed the box with her ring in it and walked over to the cash register at the end of the counter, ringing up her purchase.  She paid for the rings with her credit card and Frank put the box in a small bag, then handed it and her credit card back to her.

“Thank you so much for visiting my humble shop, and I hope you enjoy your rings,” he said, smiling at her.  “Just don’t forget what they are; if you do, the results could be somewhat less than desirable and quite catastrophic,” he cautioned.

“Thank you, Frank, I’m sure we’ll see you again,” Angie replied, returning his smile.  Frank gave her a slight bow, and then she turned to walk out of the shop with Max following her.

Max spent almost the entire ride home admiring his new ring, and Angie spent almost the entire ride home smiling at him.  Making her son happy was the most important thing in the world to her, and she was glad to have been able to do that by purchasing the rings.  As jewelry goes they were about as expensive as anything else on the market; as for the story that came with them, well, she wasn’t too sure about that.

But it made her son happy which made her happy, and that was all that really mattered.

Later that evening as they were eating dinner, Max still wearing his ring, the topic of their visit to the shop and the rings came up.

“So do you believe that story about the rings, Mom?” Max asked.

“Of course I do, honey,” she replied.  “But there’s really no way to verify it, is there?” she asked.

“Sure there is!” Max replied, grinning.  “All you have to do is put your ring on and let me ask you that question again, and that will prove it!”

“Oh, I don’t think so,” Angie said, smiling at him and hoping he didn’t press the issue.

“C’mon, Mom, just do it!”  he urged, still grinning at her.  “What can it hurt, anyway?” he said.  Angie looked up at him and looked at him in the eyes for a moment, then relented.

“Oh, okay, I suppose so,” she said, smiling at her son. 

“Great, Mom!” Max said.  “Just tell me where it is and I’ll go get it for you,” he said, getting up from the table.

“It’s in the jewelry box on the top of my dresser,” she said, and Max was off like a shot.  He returned less than two minutes later with the ring, and she held her finger out for him to slip it on.  He sat down once he did, his mom admiring the ring on her finger.

“Okay, you ready?” he asked, the anticipation plain in his voice.

“Sure,” Angie replied, “shoot.”

“Okay, here we go – do you believe the story about the rings making you tell the truth?” he asked, holding his breath.

“Of course not,” Angie answered immediately, “I think it’s nothing but a hocus-pocus story designed to sucker us into buying the rings, and nothing more.  There’s just no way that…that…” she stopped, her eyes wide as she realized what she had just said.

She had told the truth.

“Holy crap, Mom, it works!” Max said, “it really works!”

“Oh my God, it…it can’t be…it just can’t be!” she said, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked down at the ring on her finger.

“Ask me a question you think I’d lie to you about,” he said, leaning across the table, “I want to see if my ring works, too!”

“Oh, I couldn’t,” she said, still stunned at what had just happened.  “Remember what Frank said about things turning bad because of these rings,” she cautioned.  She didn’t believe it before but she certainly believed it now.

“C’mon, Mom, yes you can!  Just ask me something simple, something that you want to know but think I’d lie to you about,” he said, “it can’t be that bad, can it?”

“Okay, if you insist,” she said, thinking for a moment.  The question she wanted to ask came to her within seconds, and she leaned forward and looked Max in the eyes as she asked it.

“Have you been looking through my lingerie drawer, and if so, why?” she asked, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Sure I have!” he immediately replied.  “I wanted to see what kind of panties you wore and how big your tits really were…” he said, his voice trailing off at the end, his eyes going wide.  He stared at his mom for a moment, both of them with a shocked look on their faces.

“Oh, shit! It really does work!” he said.  “Are you mad at me now?” he asked, afraid that she was.

“I should be, I guess, but I’m not,” she said, trying hard to take it all in.  There was silence for a few moments, and then she spoke again.

“How long have you had this fascination with my lingerie and my breasts?” she asked, not realizing what she was doing.

“For about the past year,” he said without flinching.  “I thought you had a killer set of boobs and wondered just how big they were, and that was the only way I could find out without asking you,” he said.  “Oh, shit, this thing gonna get me in trouble!” he said, looking down at the ring on his hand.

“Frank wasn’t kidding, that’s for sure,” Angie said, looking at her own ring.  Another question crossed her mind, a daring one at that, and she wasn’t sure if she should ask it or not.  But after a moment’s contemplation she decided why the hell not and asked it.

“Max, do you think I’m sexy?” she asked, her voice soft and a little hesitant.

“I think you’re sexy as hell, Mom,” he replied without hesitation.  “I think you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, and I’d do you in a heartbeat even though you are my own mom.” 

Both of their eyes went wide and Angie’s breath caught in her throat at hearing this from her own son.  Since they were both still wearing their rings and she was now convinced that they worked just as Frank had said they did, she believed him.  She was also both surprised and dismayed to feel a slight twinge in her pussy and her nipples harden just a little at what he had said.  She hadn’t been with a man since her husband had left for Afghanistan more than two years ago, and hearing that another man desired her hit home with her, even it that man was her own son.

“Oh, my God, I’m sorry, Mom, I didn’t mean…well, yes I did, but I shouldn’t have said…oh, FUCK!” Max stammered, completely embarrassed at having just told his own mom that he wanted to fuck her.  He leaned forward and put his elbows on the table, burying his head in his hands – but he didn’t take off the ring.  Neither of them did.

Angie’s mind was racing now, trying to take in what was happening while at the same time trying to decide whether or not she was going to exploit it.  Then she asked another question without really thinking about it, purely because it was the next question that came to her mind – and because she knew Max would have to be truthful about it since they were still wearing their rings.

“Do you want to have sex with me, Max?” she asked, her voice low.

“Yes,” he said, his voice muffled by his hands covering his face.

“You do?” Angie gasped, her heart racing.

“Yes,” he repeated.  “Don’t you feel the same way about me?” he asked out of reflex.

“Yes, I do,” she replied, gasping after she had said it.  “Oh, my!” she said, her hand flying to her mouth, her eyes wide.  Max’s head came up, and he looked at her as he spoke again.

“You do?  Really?” he asked.

“Yes, I do, really,” she replied.  “Oh, Max, we’ve got to stop this!” she said, reaching for her ring and pulling it from her finger.  She put it on the table in front of her and sat back, looking at it, her heart pounding in her chest and her breath coming fast.  Max pulled his ring off as well, putting int on the table in front of him and sitting back in his chair.  They both sat there, neither one of them daring to speak, for several minutes until finally Angie spoke.

“You meant all of that?  All of what you said, about how you thought I look and that you wanted to…to have sex with me?” she asked, looking over at him.  He almost didn’t answer but figured that since she already knew the truth, what could it hurt?

“Yes, Mom, I meant it, and you know that’s the truth because we were wearing those damned rings and had to tell the truth about anything and everything!” he said, the exasperation showing through in his voice.  “But yeah, I meant it,” he said, calming down a little.  “Did you mean what you sa…well, yeah, I guess you did, because you were wearing the ring…” he said, letting his words trail off.

“Uh huh,” she said, nodding her head.

“So what do we do now?” he said a few moments later.

“We put these rings away and make sure that we don’t ever wear them both at the same time in the same place again, and we carry on as if this conversation never took place,” she said, picking her ring up from the table and holding it in her hand.  Max picked his ring up as well, holding it in his fingers and looking at it for a moment before he spoke.  It truly was a beautiful ring, and he really did like it.

“That’s gonna be kinda tough, don’t you think, Mom?” he asked, looking at her.

“Yes, it will, but we have no other choice,” she replied, standing up from the table.  “No other reasonable choice, that is,” she said.  Then she turned and walked out of the kitchen towards her bedroom to put the ring away. 

Walking away from Max at that moment was one of the hardest things she’d ever had to do, because deep down inside her she knew that what she really wanted was to take him into her bedroom and fuck him silly.  And knowing he felt the same way only made not doing it that much harder.

Max watched his mom walk away, his subconscious making note that she not only had a killer set of tits but a pretty fantastic ass as well.  When she was out of sight he looked at the ring again, turning it in his fingers. 

“Why do I get the feeling that this thing isn’t over?” he asked aloud to himself, the light glinting off of the polished surfaces of the ring.  Then he closed his fingers around the ring and stood up, turning to walk to his own room and put his ring away as well.

The next week and a half was tough at first, both of them being uncomfortable around the other and being overly careful at what they said, until one day when Angie sat Max down and told him that they needed to stop being so scared of saying the wrong thing and just act like they usually did.

“Even though we now know that we have the hots for each other?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied.  “Just because we know it doesn’t mean we have to do anything about it, you know,” she said, even though deep down inside she was secretly hoping that it would happen, and soon.

“Yeah, I know,” Max said, a dejected look on his face.  “Okay, I’ll try; it won’t be easy, but I’ll try,” he said, knowing that what he really wanted was to end up in bed with his mom.

“That’s all I can ask!” she said, smiling at him and reaching over the table to run her hand along the side of his face.

It had been better after that, with both of them burying their desires for each other deep inside so they could resume a somewhat normal life together.  Before they knew it Hallowe’en had arrived, and they were busy decorating the house for their annual Hallowe’en party.  After the house was decorated and the food prepared they went to their bedrooms to put on their costumes, and when they came out and saw each other they both laughed with pleasure.

“Wow, Mom, you look great!” Max said, admiring his mom in the Marie Antoinette costume she was wearing, complete with white bouffant wig.  He also noticed that she was wearing her truth ring, and that it fit her costume perfectly.

“Why, thank you, kind sir!” she said, holding out her skirt and curtsying.  “You look pretty good yourself!” Max was dressed up as a pirate captain, complete with sword and a fake flintlock pistol stuck in the sash around his waist.  He was wearing several rings on his fingers, and Angie was relieved when she saw that his truth ring wasn’t one of them. 

‘Thank goodness he’s not wearing his ring, too!’ she thought to herself.

A short time later their guests began to arrive, and it wasn’t long before the party was in full swing.  Max had invited one of his friends from high school, Vincent, to the party; Vincent and his parents were more into Hallowe’en than Max and his mom were, throwing parties every year that were the talk of the town.  Max and Angie were always careful not to throw their parties on the same night as Vincent’s parents threw theirs as they always attended each other’s parties, and this year was no different. 

“Yo, Max!” Vincent called out from the doorway.  Max turned and grinned when he saw Vincent and his mom, Patricia, standing in the doorway to the house. They were both dressed up as characters from “The Wizard of Oz” with Vincent as the Scarecrow and Patricia as a very sexy Dorothy Gale.  Patricia was a stone-cold fox, and it was obvious that she’d had the dress she was wearing tailored to fit her almost like a glove so as to show off her body to maximum effect.  Max waved at them and made his way over to them, shaking hands with Vincent and Patricia when he got there.

“Hey, Vincent, glad to see y’all could make it!” he said, smiling.  “Great costumes, too!”

“You did pretty good yourself, I see,” Patricia said, returning his smile.

“So where’s your dad?” Max asked.

“The Wizard couldn’t make it; something came up at work and he had to go take care of it,” Vincent explained.  “He said he’d get by later if he could, but I wouldn’t count on it.  As much as I know he wanted to be here I don’t think he’s going to be finished in time to make it.”

“That’s too bad,” Max said. “Well, come on in, get something to eat and drink; my mom is around here somewhere, just look for Marie Antoinette and you’ll find her!”

“Sounds good!” Vincent said.  Patricia slipped her arm through his and they walked into the room to join the party.  Max stood there for a moment and watched them go, the way Patricia had slipped her arm through Vincent’s and held herself close to him causing a thought to go through his mind.

‘I wonder, are they…nah, no way!’ he thought to himself, shaking the thought out of his head and rejoining the party.

The next two hours passed quickly, with everyone thoroughly enjoying themselves.  Throughout it all Max couldn’t get the conversation he’d had with his mom about them wanting to have sex with each other out of his mind, and he finally decided to do something he’d thought about doing but was hesitant to act on.  But now he was ready, so he did it.

He went back to his room, got his truth ring out of his jewelry box, and slipped it on his finger.  He looked at it on his finger for a moment, then went to rejoin the party – and to find his mom.  He found her a few minutes later, going over to stand next to her as she stood in front of the built-in bar, a drink in her hand as she looked out over the party.

“Great party, Mom,” he said, “everyone seems to be having a good time!” He had to speak a little louder than usual to be heard over the music, so he knew he had to be careful about what he said lest someone else hear him.

“Yes, they do!” Angie replied, speaking louder herself.  “Thank you for your help in putting this together, Max, I appreciate it!” she said, looking up at him and smiling.

“My pleasure, Mom,” he replied.  “Did you see Vincent and his mom?” he asked, and Angie nodded as she replied.

“Yes, I did; too bad that his dad couldn’t make it,” she said, “and I just love their costumes!  They always have such fantastic costumes!”

“I think we do pretty good ourselves, you know,” he said; Angie smiled as she nodded in agreement, taking a sip from her drink.  He took a deep breath before continuing.

“So, do you think Vincent and his mom are doing the wild thing with each other?” he asked, leaning over to speak in her ear so no one else would hear the question.

“Oh, absolutely!” Angie replied immediately.  “A woman can always tell when another woman is having sex with a man just by the way she acts when she’s around him, and everything about how she’s acting right now is screaming out that she’s having sex with Vincent,” she said.  She was just tipsy enough to not realize what she had said and how she had said it, which also meant she had no clue that Max was wearing his ring.

“I know what you mean, but I don’t get that vibe from Vincent, just from her,” Max replied.

“Neither do I, but I’m positive that it’s happening,” Angie said, taking another sip from her drink. 

“Good thing we don’t have to worry about that, huh, Mom?” he asked, putting out the bait.

“Not yet, anyway,” she replied, looking out over the crowd while not yet realizing what was happening while not seeing the smile on Max’s face.

“Not yet?” he asked, setting the hook.  “Does that mean you still want to have sex with me?”  She turned and looked up into his eyes as she replied.

“More than ever,” she said, her voice low.  “I can’t get the thought of making love with you out of my mind, and as soon as this party is over I’d like to…to…oh, my God!  Max!” she said, her eyes wide with surprise.  “Are you…are you wearing your ring?” she asked, a little bit of panic showing in her voice.  Max held his hand up and wiggled his fingers, the light glinting off his ring. 

“Oh, Max, you shouldn’t have…I mean, I shouldn’t have…that was such a dirty trick!” she said, knowing that she should be mad as hell at him but wasn’t, feeling a wave of relief at finally letting how she felt out instead. 

“So why wait until after the party?” he said.  “We could always sneak off to the bedroom and take care of business, you know.”

“No, when we make love to each other for the first time we’re going to do it right, not sneak off for a ‘quickie,’” she said, shaking her head as she replied. 

“So you’re not mad at me, then?” he asked; she gave him a wry smile as she responded.

“A little, yes, but all I want to do is take you to my bedroom and fuck you silly!” she said, dropping all pretenses now that the truth was completely out there.

“Then let’s hope the party ends soon!” he said, and she nodded in agreement.

“Yes, let’s!”

The party finally ended two hours later, and by the time it was over Angie was so aroused and her pussy was so wet that she was surprised she didn’t slosh when she walked.  Max walked the last two guests, Vincent and his mom, to the door, and after saying their goodbyes he closed the door and turned to look at his mom.  She was standing in the center of the living room, surrounded by empty paper plates, discarded napkins, and empty Solo cups, and when Max walked over to her he could see the desire burning brightly in her eyes.

“Finally!” she said, reaching up and taking off her wig, her ring still on her finger.  “I thought they’d never leave!”  She tossed the wig onto the couch to her right and pulled her hair loose, shaking her head to set it free.  Max reached up and took the pirate’s hat from his head, then pulled the scarf under it off as well.  He tossed them onto the couch next to his mom’s wig, then took a step towards her.

She stepped forward as well, and without another word threw her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to hers, planting her lips on his and giving him a soul-searing, toe-curling kiss the likes of which he’d never had before.  She pressed her body against his, and even through the many layers of skirts she was wearing with her costume she could feel the growing lump of Max’s cock as his erection began.  She slid a hand down between them and grabbed the growing lump in her hand, squeezing it firmly through his pants and making Max moan in her mouth.  He put his arms around her and held her close as their tongues danced, their passions quickly rising to a fever pitch as his mom pulled and tugged on his cock.  When she finally broke the kiss it left both of them panting for air.  She looked up into his eyes, her chest heaving as she gasped for air.

“I think we’d better move to the bedroom, don’t you, Mom?” he asked.  She pulled away from him and took a step back, the flames of desire burning brightly in her eyes.

“To hell with the bedroom,” she said, reaching behind her to unfasten her costume dress, “We’re going to do it right here!”

Taken by surprise but totally pleased, Max quickly began getting out of his own costume, first taking off the shoulder belt that held the cutlass and dropping it to the floor, then slipping out of his pirate captain’s coat and tossing it on the couch as Angie pulled open her dress, pulling her arms free.  They both worked quickly, and it only took a minute or so for them to be completely naked.  When the last piece of clothing had been tossed aside they stood for a moment, looking at each other’s naked bodies, both of them surprised and pleased with what they saw.

Angie’s breasts were much bigger and firmer than Max had ever imagined, the nipples hard and erect; her mound was trimmed into a neat landing strip of dark brown hair, her outer lips shaven smooth.  Angie gasped softly as she looked Max over and saw his erect cock standing out in front of him, bobbing gently with the blood pumping through it.  His pubic hair was trimmed and his balls were smooth-shaven, something that Angie was thankful for as she had every intention of sucking both of them into his mouth, in addition to his cock.

“Wow!” Max said, his eyes travelling up and down his mom’s body.

“Wow is right!” Angie replied, tearing her eyes away from his throbbing cock to look him in the eyes.  “Now where were we?” she said, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around his neck again.  She kissed him again, hard and deep, sliding her lithe tongue into his mouth to find his ow as she pressed her stomach firmly against his hard, throbbing cock.  Max reached down and grabbed the firm, rounded globes of her ass in both hands and squeezed hard, making Angie moan in his mouth and press up against him harder.  After a few more moments she broke off the kiss and ran a trail of kisses along his cheek to his ear, taking his head in her hands and turning it to the side.  She ran her wet tongue around the outside of his ear, making him shiver, and he jumped when she pushed her tongue into his ear canal.

“Wow!” he gasped, gripping her ass harder as she pushed her tongue in and out of his ear.  He’d never had a woman do this to him before, and he loved it.  Then, much to his surprise, his mom began running a trail of kisses down his cheek and neck to his chest, and he jumped again when she first ran her tongue around his left nipple and then sucked it into his mouth, her hand finding his card cock and gripping it firmly at the same time.

‘Holy shit!’ he thought to himself as his mom sucked first on one nipple and then the other, tugging and pulling on his cock with both hands now as she did.  His precum was flowing like a river by now, and she rubbed the palm of her hand over the head of his cock to spread it around, causing him to jump once more.

“Sensitive, are we?” she said, looking up at him and smiling. 

“A little, yeah,” he said, looking down at her.

“You’ve never had a girl do this to you before, have you, Max?” she asked, tugging and pulling on his cock with both hands, spreading his precum around.  Max just shook his head in reply, making her grin even bigger.

“Then you’re gonna love what’s coming next!” Angie said.  She dropped to her knees in front of him and immediately took his hard cock into her mouth, running her warm, wet tongue along the underside as she slowly worked most of his shaft into her mouth.  She pulled and tugged on his balls as she worked her way down, making Max moan.  She took almost his entire length into her mouth and held it there for a few moments, looking up at him before she slid her mouth back up his length and then started bobbing her head up and down, tugging on his balls with one hand and squeezing the base of his cock hard with the other.

“Holy shit!” Max said out loud as he watched his mom sucking his cock.  He’d had plenty of blowjobs before, but his mom was taking things to a whole new level.  She was obviously very good at giving head, and he guessed that her passion was fueled by the fact that she hadn’t been with another man since his father had left for Afghanistan – and they both knew how that turned out.

Then she surprised him again by slipping her mouth from his cock and sucking one of his balls into her mouth, holding his cock up out of the way and pumping it as she did.  She sucked first one of his balls into her mouth and then the other, running her tongue over and around them as she did.  Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better she surprised him once again by opening her mouth wide and sucking both of them into her mouth, pulling her head back and tugging on them that way as she looked up at him past his hard dick to look into his eyes.  Max couldn’t help but notice her truth ring on her finger as she pumped his cock in his hands.

After a few wonderfully delightful moments of her sucking on his balls, she went back to his dick and began deep-throating him like a woman possessed.  His cock was slick and shiny with her saliva, and it was running down her chin and dripping onto the floor in front of her.  It hadn’t been anywhere near as long since he’d been with another woman as it had been since his mom had been with a man, but he still felt the first twinges in his balls that was telling him that he was going to cum pretty soon.

“You keep that up and I’m gonna cum in your mouth!” he warned, looking down at the top of his mom’s head as she sucked his cock.  She bobbed her head up and down on his shaft a few more times, then released his cock from her mouth with a soft ‘pop’ and looked up at him, pumping his cock in her hand with the ring on it as she spoke.

“Then I guess I’d better hurry up and fuck you, huh?” she asked, giving him a lopsided smile. 

Without another word she reached up and grabbed one of his hands with both of hers, pulling him down to the floor with her.  She pushed him over onto his back and immediately clambered on top of him, her hands and knees on either side of his body, her big breasts hanging down from her chest.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long, you have no idea!” she whispered, looking into his eyes as she held herself up over him, one side of her mouth turned up into a smile.  The room was beginning to fill with the heady aroma of her musk, and she kept eye contact with him as she reached down between them to grab his cock and point it at her pussy.  She rubbed the head up and down between her smooth outer lips a few times, then placed it against her opening and pushed her hips down, taking the head of his cock into her tight, wet pussy.

“OOHHHHHH, MY GAWWWWWD!” she moaned, her head back and her eyes closed as she pushed her hips down, engulfing his thick, hard cock in her tight, wet pussy inch by inch.  She bit her lip and moaned as she worked her way down his cock, bobbing her hips as she took more and more of his hard shaft inside her pussy.  Max reached up and grabbed her big, soft tits in his hands, squeezing them and rolling the hard nipples between his fingers.  It was her turn to jump this time, her eyes popping open as she gasped at what he was doing.  She looked down at him and smiled, her hair hanging down around her face, and Max thought she looked happier at that moment than she had looked since…well, since the day she had been told his father had been killed.

And that, to him, made it all worth it.

“Oh, my God, what you’re doing to me!” she gasped, pushing her hips down and taking the last bit of his cock inside her.  “Of course, that’s nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you now that I’ve got your hard cock inside me!” she said.  She began moving then, sliding up and down his shaft in long, even strokes, moving on top of him in a firm, steady rhythm as he gripped and squeezed her big tits in his hands.  She clamped her legs tight onto his thighs, holding herself in place as she rode his hard cock over and over again.   Then she did something that Max had never felt before – she squeezed his cock with her inner muscles, milking him as she rode him.

“Oh, wow, Mom!” he said, looking down at her pussy sliding up and down on his cock for a moment before looking back up at her again.

“Never had that done to you before, huh?” she asked, her breath coming faster now and making her pant for breath. 

“No, I haven’t!” he replied.

“You just wait,” she gasped, riding him harder and faster as she spoke, “I’m going to do things to you and show you things that you never imagined in your wildest wet dreams!” she said, looking into his eyes.  “But right now I’m going to cum all over this big cock of yours, and then I’m going to make you cum inside me!”

She sat up a little then to change the angle, and continued riding his cock hard, fast, and deep.  He could feel her pussy gripping and clutching at him, and he could tell by the way her breath was coming faster and by the flood of pussy juices that she was moments away from cumming.

And he was right.  It wasn’t more than a few moments later that she came, hard, moaning loudly and bucking her hips as her orgasm hit.

“HNNNNGGGGHH!” Angie cried out from between gritted teeth, her eyes squeezed closed and her hips bucking on Max’s cock as wave after wave of pleasure went crashing through her lithe body.  Max gripped her tits hard, and he could have sworn that made her cum harder.  She pushed her hips down hard and held them there, trapping his cock inside her, grinding her hips around in circles on top of him as her orgasm ran its course.

When Angie finished cumming she was left breathless, her chest heaving as she fought for breath, and she looked down at him and smiled.

“Oh my God, I needed that!” she gasped, grinning at him.

“I’d say, yeah!” Max replied, grinning back at her.

“And now it’s your turn,” she said, grabbing his wrists and pulling his hands away from her breasts.  She leaned forward and pinned his arms to the floor with her weight on his wrists, looking into his eyes with a slightly evil glint as she began riding his cock in long, deep strokes.

“I’m going to ride you until you cum, and when you cum I want every single drop of it inside me!” she said, her voice low and breathless, her hips moving up and down as she rode his cock.  “And all you get to do is lay there and watch, because this one is on me!” she said, squeezing his cock with her pussy for emphasis.

“Yes, ma’am!” Max replied, returning her grin.

Angie began riding him hard and fast, twisting her hips and squeezing his shaft with her muscles, doing everything she could to make him cum.  She had never needed to feel a man’s cock explode inside her as she did right now, and she was nearly frantic with unbridled desire.  She looked him in the eyes as she fucked him, gasping for breath, a fine layer of sweat beginning to form on her skin as she rode him harder and faster.  The room was filled with the sounds and aroma of sex, and it wasn’t long before Max felt his balls shifting as his orgasm started to build.  His mom must have sensed it, because her next words brought him to and pushed him over the edge.

“Give it to me, Max,” she gasped, her voice a breathless whisper as she looked into his eyes, “give it to me!  Cum inside me, give me your cum, fill me up with your cum!” she said, riding him harder and faster than ever, her pussy clamping down on his slippery shaft.

That did it.  Max’s orgasm hit hard, and he bucked his hips upward and groaned loudly as his cock exploded inside his mom’s wet pussy.

“NNNNGGGHHHH!” he groaned through gritted teeth, his hands clenched into fists as his mom kept him pinned to the ground.  His cock buck and throbbed inside her, pulsing again and again as it pumped stream after stream of hot, thick cum deep inside her pussy.

“YES! YES!  GIVE IT TO ME!  GIVE IT TO ME!” Angie cried, grinning as she clamped her legs tightly to his thighs as he bucked and jumped beneath her.  She hung on as his cock pumped again and again, pushing her hips down to take him completely inside her as she clamped down hard, squeezing his pulsing, pumping shaft with her inner muscles.  Max was cumming hard, harder than he ever had before, and he thought that his cock would never stop pumping cum into his mom’s cunt.

But it did stop, the pumping of his cock slowing and then stopping as his mom sat on him, keeping his cock trapped inside her and squeezing the last bit of cum from him with her talented inner muscles.  They were both covered with sweat by now, Angie’s hair hanging down around her face in wet strands, a grin on her face as she looked down at her son lying beneath her.  They were both gasping and panting for breath, Angie’s big breasts swaying beneath her.  Finally, after a few moments, Angie spoke.

“Wow!” she said, breathlessly.

“Wow is right!” Max replied, looking up at her. 

“You came hard, didn’t you, Max?” she asked; Max nodded as he replied.

“Harder than I’ve ever cum before in my entire life, thanks to you,” he said.  “And you came pretty hard, yourself.  How long has it been since you came like that, Mom?” he asked.

“Since before…since the last time I made love with your father,” she said, her voice soft.

“It won’t be the last time, not if I have anything to do with it,” Max said, “If that’s the way you want it, that is.”

“Yes, that’s the way I want it,” she replied, smiling as she looked down at him.

“Really, Mom?” he asked, hoping it was true.  Angie reached down and picked up his hand that the ring was on, turning his hand so he could see it while holding up her hand next to it to show him her ring at the same time.

“Need I say more?” she asked, her mouth turned up in a smile.

“No, I guess not,” he replied.

“I think we need to go get cleaned up,” she said, letting go of his hand and sitting up on his hips, his now-softening cock still inside her.  “We have a little bit of a mess to clean up around the house, and then I’m going to spend the rest of the night making love to you,” she said.

“I love you, Mom,” he said, looking up at her.

“I love you, too, Max,” she replied.

“Where does this go from here?” he asked, genuinely concerned.

“I don’t know, baby, I really don’t,” she replied, shaking her head a little.  “Let’s just take it one step at a time, one day at a time, and see what happens next, okay?” she said; Max nodded as he replied.

“Okay, Mom,” he said.  “You’re gonna have to be careful around Vincent’s mom, now, you know,” he said, grinning up at her.  “If she has the same instincts you do, she’s gonna take one look at you and know what just happened here,” he said.

“I guess you’re right, but to be honest, I really don’t care – and since we’re both still wearing our rings, I have no choice but to be honest, now do I?” she replied, chuckling.

“No, I guess you don’t at that!” he said, chuckling as well.

“Let’s get a move on, stud, we’ve got things to do,” she said, patting him on his ribcage before getting up, his now soft cock slipping out of her and slapping wetly onto his abdomen.  She turned and walked away, and Max just lay there and watched her ass flexing as she walked.  Then he got up and walked across the room, headed for his own bathroom, a big smile on his face.

When she got to her bathroom she turned on the shower, then went over to the sink to put her hair up.  As she did she noticed the ring on her finger in the reflection in the mirror; she stopped and brought her hand around in front of her face, looking at the opal stone with the pentagram in it.  She never in a million years thought that what the old man in the bookstore had told them about the rings was true, but she certainly was a believer now.  She slipped the ring from her finger and put it on the sink, a smile on her face.

She finished putting her hair up and stepped into the shower, the hot water feeling good as it cascaded over her body.  As she soaped up and rubbed the lather over her skin, she smiled again at the thought of what had just happened, and of what was going to happen later that night – and every night after that, if she had her way.  She could hardly wait, and hoped that Max felt the same as she did.

Later that night he proved that he did.

Fini.