Darkest Cravings (90 Types Of Lust)

Chapter 2: **Wet and Tight for Mama**

*New collection.*

“You’re totally not doing it right, Jade,” she growled.

“I’m trying, Mom, but your p***y is wide. My c**k feels so little in it,” I moaned.

“Your dad’s huge c**k made me moan and scream. Stroke and pound that d**k in there and make me moan your name.”

I thrust harder, pounding into her, sweat dripping from every part of my body, my c*m already dripping from her wet p***y.

It’s been five years since Dad died. My slut mother hasn’t let me off ever since. She makes me bury my little undergrown c**k deep into her already faded, dry p***y.

We normally do it at night, but she insisted on this morning. The energy I wanted to put into shifting my girlfriend’s womb for my baby has all poured into her.

“I’m tired, Mom,” I said, slowly withdrawing. She grabbed it and shoved it back in.

“That’s it!” she moaned. “Stick it in with your hands instead.” She spread her legs wider and locked them around my waist.

Dang dang! The bed threatened to break as I thrust into her, driving with my hands now instead of my hips.

The bed wouldn’t dare break. We’ve had wilder nights; nights when her legs hung from the fan and tied to the bed while I buried myself in her for hours, trying to wake her c******s again.

“Do you want to have my baby, Mom?” I moaned, pulling every bit of strength I had and driving harder.

“Silly boy.” That naughty, evil look spread across her face.

“Mark!”

My eyes snapped to the door. Tina, my girlfriend, stood there, hand over her mouth.

“Babe, it’s not what you think,” I said.

I tried to go to her, but Mom kept my c**k locked tight inside her.

“You want to know what I think?” I swallowed hard. I loved her. I didn’t want her to leave.

“I think I need some of that.”

My jaw dropped.

“Bad girl. Hop in,” Mom said.

Tina stripped fast, showing off her shaved p***y and n*****s that were already hard. She climbed onto the bed.

Mom grabbed her n****e. “Hard,” she said, then released my c**k. “Take her to hell, Son.”

Tina fell into my arms, smiling sheepishly.

“You greedy w***e,” I said.

I turned her over roughly and thrust in hard, her wet tight p***y gripping my c**k like it was made for it. Mom was under her, sucking those hard n*****s like a hungry slut, her tongue swirling and biting.

“Mark… mom… f**k…” Tina moaned, her body shaking already.

Mom pushed Tina’s head down. “Kiss me while he f***s you, bad girl.”

Tina leaned down and their mouths met, wet and nasty, tongues fighting while I pounded from behind. My balls slapped against Tina’s c**t every time I buried deep. Sweat mixed with the c*m still dripping from mom’s faded p***y earlier.

“Harder, son,” mom growled between kisses. “Make this little girlfriend of yours scream. Show her how we do it in this house.”

I grabbed Tina’s hips and slammed deeper, the bed creaking loud again. Tina’s p***y was so much tighter than mom’s, but mom’s was wetter, used, greedy. I pulled out of Tina and shoved back into mom for a few strokes, mixing their juices, then slammed back into Tina.

“You feel that?” I moaned. “That’s mom’s c*m on my c**k going inside you.”

Tina’s eyes rolled. “Oh god… yes… fill me…”

Mom laughed that evil laugh. “Silly boy still thinks he’s gonna put a baby in somebody. Put it in both of us. Don’t you dare waste a drop.”

I flipped Tina onto her back next to mom. Both of them spread wide now, two wet holes waiting. Mom grabbed my c**k and rubbed the head on Tina’s c**t, then her own, then back again.

“Stick it in with your hands if you have to,” mom said, just like before. “Make us both moan your name.”

I pushed into Tina first, deep and hard, then pulled out and shoved into mom. Back and forth, faster, the wet sounds filling the room. Tina reached over and started rubbing mom’s c**t while I f****d her. Mom did the same to Tina.

“Mark… Mark…” both of them started moaning together.

I felt it building. Five years of this and still my little c**k throbbed like it was the first time. I buried deep in Tina and came hard, flooding her. Before I even finished I pulled out and shoved into mom, the last thick ropes shooting inside her used p***y.

Both of them kept their legs wrapped around me, not letting me pull out all the way.

Mom looked at Tina with that naughty face. “See? He belongs to this house. You want some more of that?”

Tina, still shaking, just nodded and whispered, “Yes, mom…”

The morning sun was already coming through the window. None of us cared.

We weren’t stopping till the bed broke or nature forced us to sleep. Just like always.