Ryan sat alone on the living-room couch, the house dead quiet except for the occasional creak from upstairs and the faint, rhythmic thumps that made his stomach twist every single time.
His mind kept replaying the last thing he had seen: Leon disappearing into the master bedroom with his naked, smiling mother, her red hand-printed ass swaying as she walked.
He tried not to think about her mouth, warm and wet around his cock only minutes ago, but the memory came anyway.
His spent dick twitched, then hardened again, faster than he thought possible after two orgasms.
He glanced down.
The huge cucumber lay on the carpet where Leon had dropped it, still glistening with his mom's juices, little bumps along its surface shining.
Ryan stared at it, throat completely dry.
He couldn't help but think of how half of that thing was inside her ass. His mom's ass. And she moaned like she loved every second of it.
A few feet away lay the black thong, crumpled and absolutely soaked, the crotch panel dark and heavy with her arousal.
Ryan's hand moved on its own, slipping inside his sweats.
He wrapped his fingers around his aching cock and started stroking slowly, eyes fixed on the ruined panties.
The sweet, musky scent reached him even from the couch.
Something snapped inside him. He didn't understand why, didn't want to understand.
He stood, walked over on shaky legs, and picked up the thong.
It was warm, heavy, dripping.
He brought it to his face and inhaled deeply.
The smell hit him like a drug: sweet, feminine, mixed with Leon's earlier finger and the faint tang of her squirt.
His cock throbbed painfully. He wrapped the soaked fabric around his shaft and started stroking again, slow at first, then faster, the wet material sliding over his skin with obscene ease.
He pictured her face when the cucumber stretched her, the way she had squirted, the way she had swallowed his cum like it was nothing, the way she had walked upstairs naked for Leon.
It didn't take long.
With a choked groan he came again, weaker than before but still thick, shooting ropes into the already-soaked thong until it was absolutely drenched with both of their loads, cum seeping through the lace and dripping onto the carpet.
Guilt crashed over him the second he finished.
He dropped the ruined underwear like it burned him, wiped his hand on his shirt, and looked at the clock.
He said one hour and it was well above that.
Curiosity, dread, and something darker pulled him to his feet.
He climbed the stairs slowly, heart hammering louder with every step.
The bedroom door was still cracked open the same finger-width.
Soft light spilled out, along with sounds: wet slapping skin, the creak of the bedframe, and his mother's voice in high, broken moans.
"Ahhn… ahhnn… yes… deeper…!"
Ryan pushed the door open. The words died in his throat.
Lauren was on all fours at the very edge of the bed, back arched impossibly deep, face buried in the comforter, arms stretched forward clutching the sheets.
Her red ass cheeks glowed with fresh handprints, thighs trembling.
Leon stood behind her, feet planted wide on the carpet, hips snapping forward in brutal, steady strokes.
His cock, slick and shining with lube and her juices, disappeared again and again into her asshole, stretching the ring wide with every thrust.
Every single plunge forced a loud, desperate cry from Lauren's throat:
"Kyaa! Haaa~! Nngh… so full… ahhn… Leon… harder…!"
Leon had one hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back so her spine curved even more.
His other hand gripped her hip hard enough to leave white fingerprints that turned pink the moment he let go.
Sweat rolled down his chest, dripping onto her back.
He glanced over at the doorway and saw Ryan standing there, frozen.
Leon didn't stop. He just grinned, sweat dripping down his chest, and kept pounding.
"Hey, Ryan! Already an hour?"
Thrust.
"Fuck, man, I completely lost track of time. Your mom's ass is fucking unreal."
Thrust.
"Look how greedy it is. Swallows every inch like it was built for my dick."
Lauren's moans rose higher, almost screams now.
"Yes… yes yes… harder… fill me…!"
Leon laughed breathlessly, hips snapping faster.
The wet, obscene sound of her stretched hole taking him filled the entire room.
Ryan couldn't move. He just watched his mother's body rock forward with every brutal stroke, her tits swinging wildly beneath her, mouth open in a constant stream of broken cries.
Leon's rhythm turned punishing.
He released her hair, grabbed both hips with bruising force, and slammed home one last time.
"Fuck… here it comes… take it all…"
His back arched.
He buried himself to the root and held, cock pulsing visibly as he pumped load after load deep into her ass.
Lauren screamed into the comforter, whole body shaking with another violent orgasm, toes curling, thighs spasming.
When Leon finally pulled out, a thick, creamy river of cum immediately leaked from her gaping asshole, running in slow white streams down her thighs and dripping onto the carpet.
Lauren collapsed forward onto the bed, limp, panting, limbs spread like a broken doll, face turned toward the door, eyes half-lidded and blissful.
Leon exhaled, wiped sweat from his brow, and looked at Ryan with a satisfied, almost apologetic smile.
"Sorry, bro. Couldn't help it."
He slapped Lauren's ass one last time, leaving a fresh red print.
"Your mom's holes are just too perfect."
To be continued…
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