Mom Against Involuntary Celibacy 02

For the past week or thereabouts, Kelly had been eyeing her longtime friend Chelsea with curiosity and perhaps a vague suspicion. The blonde's demeanor seemed to have changed, subtly but perceptibly, and Kelly couldn't help but wonder what could be the cause of this sudden shift.

It was particularly noticeable during the spinning class on Wednesday; she and Chelsea attended it along with their shared friend Courtney. While the two other women had no problems keeping pace with the instructor, Chelsea was unusually lagging behind. She was constantly shifting in her seat, as though unable to find a comfortable enough position, and would often pop a skewed grimace on her otherwise beautiful face.

This was quite surprising to her dark-haired friend Kelly, for the older blonde was no slouch when it came to any kind of physical activity. Indeed, Chelsea was likely the fittest among their small circle of suburban, relatively affluent woman, who had the time and money to take great care of their mature bodies. Even if the tall and visibly athletic Courtney might have her beat in some areas, there were other aspects of Chelsea's physique that were very obviously in her favor.

Such as the fact that she was, almost certainly, the hottest one among all their friends. Her large round breasts and a wide, perfectly sculpted ass were practically bursting out of her tight outfit. The rest of her flawless figure was equally stunning, with narrow waist which gave it a prominent hourglass shape and thick legs that were built of sleek yet solid muscle. To top it off, she also had a lovely face that hardly showed any signs of aging, even though the gorgeous woman was only a few years shy of forty.

"Alright!" the instructor shouted. "Up the pace for the next three minutes! Go!"

The two dozen women in the studio started pedaling faster, as they chased their youth and tried to outrun the excess of calories. Most of them were predictably failing at both, judging by their huffs and puffs, but they would nonetheless try and keep pace.

The fact that Chelsea, of all people, had joined the ranks of stragglers had been puzzling Kelly to no end. While her friend justified it the first time as being a little under the weather -- and the slender brunette was obviously aware that women simply have those days from time to time -- a similar thing was also happening today.

This time, the busty blonde rode the bike decently fast, but she looked to be even more uncomfortable than the week before. She would practically squirm in her seat, often lifting her magnificent butt and leaning forward on the bike handles. Scolded by the strict instructor -- a thick-thighed woman who must've been a professional cyclist in her heyday -- Chelsea would then only reluctantly fall back on the seat and let out an audible sigh.

Getting a bit worried, Kelly decided to approach her friend after class. Courtney had to run early, so it was only the two of them there, sipping fruit-flavored protein shakes in the lounge area of the gym.

"Okay, Chelsea, I need you to tell me what's wrong," she went for it right off the bat. "I've been watching you today and you seemed to be hurting. What's up, hon? Do you have some ladies' issues? Have you seen a doctor about it?"

Her friend let out a surprised gasp, as her angelically beautiful face took on a fervent shade of red. "It's nothing, Kelly," she said quietly. "Don't worry..."

The brunette nodded in patient understanding. "Come on, Chelsea," she softly encouraged. "I know these are often intimate issues, and they are always awkward to talk about. But it's me! You can tell me anything. How long have we known each other? I can't even remember anymore, but I'm pretty sure we met before my Justin was even born..."

Justin was Kelly's ten-year-old son. The two women had known each other for a long time indeed.

Yet Chelsea still hesitated, and she did so for quite a while longer. She tried to placate her friend with an apologetic smile, but Kelly responded by cocking her head and shaking it wordlessly. Eventually, the curvaceous blonde let out a heavy sigh that signified both relief and resignation.

"Alright, I'll tell you, but this must remain between us."

Her friend instinctively turned around and cast a glance across the seating space they were occupying. There were only a few armchairs there, each one with a small coffee table, and they were all empty. As it was early afternoon on a weekday, this wasn't particularly surprising.

"Like I said, girl," Kelly reaffirmed, "you can trust me with anything. And vice versa, by the way: if one of these days I get horny enough to throw myself at Colin for real, you'll be the first one to know how good he is in bed!"

Colin was their handsome yoga instructor, at whom Kelly had been making gooey eyes for several weeks now. Her older husband was doing a terrible job at keeping her sexually satisfied, so the energetic, thirty-something woman was getting increasingly frustrated. She hadn't cheated on him yet, but Chelsea knew that at this rate, it was only a matter of time.

"I doubt I'll be very interested in that," she rebuffed her friend's allusion, "but yes, okay, I do trust you, Kelly..."

There was a prolonged pause in their conversation, and eventually the curious brunette couldn't resist asking.

"... So?"

Chelsea's eyelids close as she took a deep breath. "It's Tyler."

Kelly looked at her funny. "Tyler? Your son? What does he have to do with it?... Wait, did she brought some nasty infection from school? I honestly don't know if there's any airborne disease that could affect anything, you know, down there, but this is why I always say it's never a bad idea to wear a mask and --"

"No, no, stop it! It's nothing like that," Chelsea interrupted the rant that featured one of Kelly's chief pet peeves. "I'm not sick, and neither is Tyler."

"Uh, sorry, force of habit," Kelly said with a flustered smile. "I'm sure you remember how it is, when it comes to small kids and illnesses... Anyway, since you say you're both healthy, then I'm only more curious now. What is it, Chelsea?"

The other woman sighed again. "Okay, so... Remember what you said two weeks ago, after our yoga class?"

"Two weeks? Let me think... Last time, we talked about that new Thai place, but before that..." Kelly racked her brain for a moment, taking a sip of her shake. "Oh! You mean the incel stuff?" Chelsea nodded. "Huh! But you said you checked with Tyler and it turned out you didn't have to worry. Did I remember wrong?"

There was another deep sigh. "Well, no, but that wasn't exactly the whole truth..."

Intrigued, Kelly leaned forward. "Okay then, girl, I'm all ears," she said, as she reached to place a hand on Chelsea's palm. "Tell me."

Pursing her lips at first, the blonde eventually began, "Well, I thought about what you said then, about Tyler and how he hasn't found a girlfriend yet. It made me worried that you might be right, that he could be, you know, susceptible to this kind of awful stuff... So, when I came home, I grilled him about his, uh, sex life, and found that he was indeed still a virgin."

Kelly nodded. "Can't say I'm very surprised, to be honest..."

"I know. But what's worse is that I realized there's no reason Tyler should have any trouble attracting girls," Chelsea explained, thinking to the memorable encounter with her towel-clad son in the hallway. "See, you haven't seen him recently, but he's been putting a lot of time in the gym and, well, let's just say that it clearly shows..."

"Oh? Really? Well, good for him then...?"

Chelsea shook her head. "I wish, but it's not that simple. What I realized was that my son is fit and handsome, and yet he is still celibate," she said, putting an emphasis on that dreadful word. "It could only mean that the problem lies deeper -- that he's already in the clutches of this toxic, misogynistic mindset that you've warned me about..."

Kelly let out a gasp. "Oh no! Did you ask him about it? Did you find any evidence on his phone?"

"Well, no," Chelsea said, shaking her head and briefly pondering whether perhaps she should have. "I... I didn't think it would've helped... I think it could've also damaged the trust between us, which would only make things worse in the long run... Yeah, that makes sense, right?" Satisfied with her own, on-the-spot justification, she cracked a weak smile before continuing, "So! What I did instead was much simpler and much more obvious. I had sex with him."

The youthful, lightly touched-up face of her friend remained frozen for a long second. "Huh? Come again?"

"I had sex with Tyler," Chelsea repeated. "I made sure he was no longer, you know -- celibate."

As she grasped the full meaning of her friend's simple admission, Kelly's jaw just about dropped on the floor.

"You what?! No way!"

A fierce blush came over the blonde's high cheeks. "Uhm, yeah, I did that..."

"Holy shit!" Kelly shouted a whisper. "You fucked your own son!"

"Uh huh," Chelsea admitted. "I did."

For a moment the shocked brunette stared at her friend, mouth open and blinking furiously. She looked as if she was trying to adjust to a new way of looking at the world -- or at least at her gorgeous, but evidently a little crazy friend Chelsea.

"Holy shit," she repeated, now in an actual whisper. "That's wild!"

"Oh yes, it was," Chelsea said, allowing herself an amused chuckle. "You wouldn't believe!"

Eyes still wide in bewilderment, her slender friend continued to stare at the beautiful blonde. As she did so, Kelly wasn't quite sure what she was expecting to find on Chelsea's round face. Remorse, perhaps? Or regret? Some kind of acknowledgment that what she did was wrong?

In the end, though, she saw no such emotions. From the slight smirk on her friend's face she surmised Chelsea didn't really feel like she'd committed some kind of terrible misdeed.

"Uh, I'm still not sure I do believe it," Kelly said at length. "You and Tyler...?"

"Mhm," Chelsea hummed in the affirmative, still smirking. "Yup, Tyler and me... I did my mother's duty, protecting my son from the perils you warned me about. I don't regret it in the slightest, and I'm not gonna pretend I haven't enjoyed it either."

"Huh," Kelly let out. "So you did... I would imagine Tyler didn't need much convincing, did he?"

Chelsea burst into a mirthful laughter. "No, he did not! I'd say I'm actually having a bit of an opposite problem," she alluded, clearing her throat and laughing again when Kelly regarded her with a quizzical look. "Well, you were curious why I'm a little bit indisposed these days... So, I'm telling you that this is the answer. It's Tyler."

Kelly blinked. "You mean..."

"Yes," Chelsea said, beaming a wider grin. "That's the reason. You see, he's been very, uh, enthusiastic about the whole thing, and I have to work extra hard to make sure he doesn't feel like he's deprived of sex. It's been, uhm, quite challenging to keep my promises..."

"I don't get it. What did you promise him?"

A slight blush came over Chelsea's face again. "I told him he can have my pussy whenever he wants," she admitted sheepishly. "And boy, is he taking advantage!"

"What!" her friend blurted out, her cheeks also gaining a distinct, rosy hue. "Damn, girl! Do I read this right? You let your son, a horny eighteen-year-old boy, have his way with you at any time?"

"Yup," the blonde admitted without shame, flashing her friend a cheeky grin. "And it's both my best and worst decision ever!"

"Holy shit," slipped Kelly, her lips now also curled in an impish smirk. "Okay, I know it's your son we're talking about, but now I'm just morbidly curious and I don't think I can resist asking... How often?"

Chelsea chuckled. "In the beginning? All the time. The previous weekend, we started on Saturday and finished on Monday morning," she proclaimed, a hint of pride evident in her voice. "This weekend was much the same. And during the week we'd fuck, uh, let's see... In the morning, before he goes to school; then once he comes back; then once more after dinner; and then of course right before bedtime, in his bed or mine."

Kelly's jaw was once again reaching for the floor. "And this is every day?!"

"Most days. On Friday he was home early, so he wanted to go one more time before dinner."

"Jesus! No wonder you are getting worn out. If I was getting so much dicking, I wouldn't be able to sit straight!" Kelly declared, and moments later gasped in sudden realization. "Oh, right..."

"Oh, you mean today, in the class?... Yeah, that was my poor butt. There was this one time when my pussy was sore, so I let him use it instead," Chelsea explained, to the astonished look of her friend's face. "Well, let's just say I'll need a lot more stretching if I'm ever going to try that again!"

"Fuck me! You are one kinky bitch, you know that?"

The sexy blonde let out a sultry giggle. "Why, thanks, hon! Feels good to share those naughty details from time to time. We haven't had a talk like this in ages."

"No kidding. Funny enough, after all you've just told me, I'm not even sure if I should envy you for living with such a stud under one roof, or pity..."

Chelsea snorted a laugh. "Both...? He is a handful, that's for sure. And don't get me wrong, the sex is awesome, but if there was some way for me to catch a break and not feel like I'm neglecting my sweetie, then I would take it in a heartbeat."

"Huh," escaped Kelly's lips, as she squinted at her coyly smiling friend. She furrowed her brow, and made a few more puzzling faces before she bit her lip and finally ventured, "Well, maybe there is..."

Chelsea's own eyebrow rose. "What are you saying?"

There was no response, other than a trace of sultry grin lodged in the corner of Kelly's lips.

"Wait a minute," Chelsea said, and that steadily widening grin soon made her gasp. "No!"

"Uh... Yes?" Kelly ventured, now smiling from ear to ear. "Come on! You were basically acting as a marketing department for his, ahem, services just now!"

"I was not!"

She rolled her eyes. "Fine, whatever. Point is, I've been dying for a good fuck for months now, and you apparently have an absolute stallion in your house that you're not able to handle by yourself," she pointed out resolutely, eliciting a gasp from her blushing friend. "Besides, isn't this the whole idea, for your Tyler to have all the sex he needs, so that he doesn't become an incel?"

Chelsea swallowed. "Yes, it is," she admitted, "but that doesn't mean he should be fucking my friends!"

"Why not?"

"Because," she began briskly, and yet no more words came out of her open mouth. She closed it promptly and started pushing the gears in her brain, but, try as she might, she couldn't conjure even a sliver of a half-believable reason.

"Surely it would be more, you know, conventional, if your Tyler had sex with an unrelated woman like me instead of his own mother, right?" Kelly pointed out, a triumphant grin creeping over her lovely face. "Not that I think there is anything wrong with either, just to be clear..."

Chelsea let out a grunt of exasperation, followed by a strategic maneuver of putting the straw of her shake back into her mouth. She pretended to suck on it for a while, unsure what exactly she wanted to accomplish, because there was definitely no reasonable objection coming to her mind at this time.

As a matter of fact, she was actually warming up to the whole idea. Kelly had been her friend through thick and thin, especially during Chelsea's divorce, and the idea of sharing her son with the resolute brunette was deliciously naughty and exciting.

"Well?" Kelly insisted, watching Chelsea put the shake back on the table by the armrest.

"... Fine."

A wide, impish grin lit Kelly's face. "You sure?"

"I'm sure," Chelsea confirmed. "But there is one condition."

Kelly nodded, her smile narrowing but a little. "Yes, of course. In the end it's all up to Tyler, to decide whether he wants me or not, and I'm not gonna nag --"

"You're kidding, right?" her friend cut her off, and chuckled. "He will jump you in a heartbeat! No, what I meant is that I need to feel like I'm not escaping my maternal duties by, well, putting them on you instead..."

Kelly's brow rose slightly. "I'm... not sure I understand?"

Chelsea breathed a deep sigh. He wasn't quite sure how to explain this to Kelly. She just knew that her friendship with the perky brunette was about to move in a rather interesting direction.

***

As he cycled back home from school, cruising through the picturesque neighborhood, Tyler Brooks could scarcely contain his excitement. Mere moments after the final bell rung, he had already jumped on his bike and was racing through the quiet suburban streets.

It wasn't that he resented school and wanted to get away quickly. He didn't. In the last few months in particular, the eighteen-year-old boy couldn't really say he'd been suffering grave injustices at the hands of aloof girls or bullying jocks. He was doing passably well on the social scene, more than enough to get by. Until recently, he even had a realistic shot at losing his virginity to a cute cheerleader.

No, the reason Tyler was racing home was quite different. He knew Mom was there, which could only mean one thing.

"Fuck, I'm already so hard," he groaned under his breath. "This fucking seat is killing me..."

He slowed and adjusted his position, trying to find space for his hopelessly erect cock. It wasn't easy, because the tall young man was well-endowed even for his height. He finally tucked the shaft by putting it next to his thigh, making an awkward, elongated bulge that looked as if a sausage had lodged itself in his pants.

"Sheesh, okay... I guess that'll have to do, huh?"

Tyler wasn't hard because of anything he had seen or heard. It was all purely from the mounting anticipation. His cock was fiercely erect because he knew that when he got back home, the first thing he'd do is to fuck his smoking hot mom.

It was still something he couldn't quite come to grips with. Every now and again he'd pinch his arm, just in case, to make sure he wasn't actually dreaming. When his mom said she wanted to talk to him, after her yoga class on that fateful Saturday, he couldn't fathom it would end up with the two of them having mind-blowing sex on his bed!

And that was merely a start. He and his drop-dead gorgeous mother had fucked the whole weekend away, going at it all day like a couple of sex-starved bunnies.

Though perhaps it would be more accurate to say that Tyler's mom let him take out his teenage lusts on her incredibly sexy, fit and voluptuous body. She told him he could use her mature, heavenly tight pussy whenever he felt the urge to do so, all in the interest of protecting him from the bad online influences. Apparently, this was her way of ensuring that her beloved son wouldn't fall prey to the scourge of incel subculture -- by removing the issue of his celibacy, which allegedly was making him vulnerable.

Of course, Tyler didn't feel at all like he needed his mom to save him. But he absolutely did feel like he needed his beautiful mom to fuck him.

It was no surprise, then, that he accepted her reasoning without question. What started as a weekend-long fuckfest had thus evolved into a permanent and very beneficial arrangement. To make sure her son never feels like he's celibate again, Tyler's mom would now have sex with him as much and as often as he wanted.

Indeed, it was really no wonder why the horny teen was so eager to get back home. These days, he was quite accustomed to putting his hard dick inside Mom at least four or even five times a day. His appetite seemed to only grow over time, as he moved from jacking off while dreaming of his ultra-hot mom to now fucking the curvaceous MILF for real, every single day.

In truth, Tyler always had a thing for sexy older woman. It just so happened that his stone-cold fox of a mother was the sexiest one of them all!

"Okay, just go down this street now," he urged himself to keep going. "I'm almost home..."

With his dick still bulging obscenely in his pants, Tyler finally arrived home and left the bike on the rack outside. He was surprised to see another car on the driveway, and it gave the young man a bit of a pause. In his lust-filled mind, he had concocted a fantasy where he'd just walk into the house naked, hard cock swinging, then sneak upon Mom from behind and sink his shaft into the dripping folds of her pussy.

But of course, if she was having a visitor, then this bold plan was now firmly out of question.

He nonetheless entered the house quietly, careful not to make a sound as he closed the front door. He took off his shoes and was about to try and sneak upstairs, where he'd hide in his room and take care of that massive problem between his legs. He'd much rather have Mom relieve him, just like she'd been doing for nearly two weeks now, but he really couldn't bear waiting for her to wrap it up with her guest.

He didn't get far, though. The moment he stepped into the hallway, there was a sweet and melodious voice calling to him from deeper inside the house.

"Tyler...? Sweetie, please don't just disappear into your room, okay? Kelly's here, and both of us really want to talk to you. Could you come here, please?"

Stopped in his tracks, he stifled a gasp and looked towards the living room whence his mom's voice came. Well aware of the prominent bulge in his pants, Tyler was understandably quite reluctant to go and see Mom and her friend Kelly. Not only he'd be embarrassed if either of them noticed the protrusion below his waist, but he also expected this condition would only worsen in the presence of those two beautiful women.

"Tyler?" Mom's smiling face popped out of the door frame. "Honey, would you mind...?"

"Uhm..." He looked at her, then glanced meaningfully at his crotch. "I'm having... a bit of a problem right now," he whispered.

"Hmm...? Oh! Of course," she said as she came closer, trying not to giggle at his predicament. "Oh my... I guess I should've predicted that, huh? But you know what, this is even better. Come on!"

He blinked. "Like that?"

A mischievous smirk appeared on Mom's lips. "Exactly like that! Trust me, honey, you won't regret it."

Suddenly very intrigued, Tyler crept across the hallway and followed his mom to the spacious living room. As he was entering, he made sure to hide his obvious issue behind the broad sway of her luscious hips. Doing so, however, required him to constantly glance at her magnificent, heart-shaped ass, so it also served to further harden his already straining erection.

"Hey, Tyler," Kelly greeted him with a smile. "Good to see you."

"You... you too, Mrs Parker."

She let out an unusually high-pitched giggle. "Please, just call me Kelly!"

He nodded, still trying to position himself out of sight, while he and Mom crossed the room and walked towards the other woman. He somehow managed to make it natural enough, so Kelly soon shifted her gaze to look at Mom, who was just about sitting down to join her friend on the couch.

But then Tyler realized that he had to sit down as well. His only option at this point was to try and mold the shape of his pants to make his bulge less prominent. He succeeded to some extent, by sliding the garment down his butt while also pulling up the material out front, which made the entire crotch area puff up around his large boner.

This maneuver seemed to have concealed his hard-on well enough. As far as he could tell, it looked like Kelly didn't think there was anything suspicious about the suddenly baggy shape of his pants.

"So, Tyler," his mom began, "there's something that we wanted to talk to you about..."

She then recalled her recent conversation with Kelly, where she told her that she and Tyler were now having sex. She omitted some of the more salacious details she had shared, focusing on the fact that Kelly seemed very intrigued by their arrangement. She also put strong emphasis on how she felt it was all just her motherly duty, reiterating that all she wanted was simply to protect her son.

Nevertheless, Tyler's eyes were all but bugging out. He was amazed that Mom would reveal something so taboo, even to her best friend. Soon, however, his surprise turned into utter shock, when he heard that the slender brunette not only wasn't scandalized by Mom's admission but that she wanted in on the deal as well!

"Sorry -- what?"

"Kelly would like to have sex with you," Chelsea said simply, then added, "Oh, and before you ask... No, I don't like that she would be cheating on her husband, even though I sort of understand. But let's be clear that this also the only thing which I don't approve of, and it's not something that you need to worry about yourself."

Tyler blinked, his mouth hanging wide open. He had scarcely heard the part where his mom spoke about Kelly's marital issues, because his brain had essentially stopped at trying to process the 'have sex with you' bit. He chanced a look at the woman in question, who sat quietly and timidly next to his mother, and eventually the gears started turning again, much faster than before.

He already knew that Kelly was very attractive. Just a few years younger than his mom, the slightly taller woman had a toned body that curved exactly where it needed to, and quite generously at that. Her lustrous black hair would often flow free, reaching down to the small of her back, as it framed a delicate face and those captivating green eyes. He tried to look into them now and it earned him a quick and furtive smile, which Kelly gave him before her gaze scurried away elsewhere.

"I, uh, well," he began a stammering reply. "I don't know... I don't know what to say... "

Chelsea's lips curled in an amused smile. "I believe 'yes' is the answer Kelly is looking for," she quipped, "but of course it's all up to you. She's my friend, so understandably this is kind of awkward, and that doesn't even get to the fact that you and I --"

"Yes!"

The quiet brunette now visibly perked up. At the same time, her blonde friend let out a surprised gasp when she was interrupted by her son's enthusiastic exclamation.

"So, uh... you agree?" Chelsea asked.

"Yes!" Tyler repeated. Though he was trying not to sound too excited, he was failing miserably at attempting to contain his obvious eagerness to fuck the attractive friend of his mom.

"Well then," Chelsea said, "there's your answer, Kelly."

Her friend smiled sheepishly, giving a quick glance at the bulging fabric around his crotch. Her tongue popped out and wetted her lips, which she then bit in obvious anticipation. In the next few seconds, an astonishing change in demeanor came over the slender brunette, who shifted in her seat, grinned widely, and let out a sultry titter.

"Oh my! Didn't think this would be so..."

"Quick?" Chelsea piped in, a wry smirk on her lips as she glanced at the same bulge. "Told you, hon, there was never any doubt! You are obviously a very attractive woman and my Tyler can clearly see it."

Kelly chuckled. "Ah, yes, seems like he does," she said, in a silky, seductive tone. "He certainly didn't get any less excited when he saw me, now did he?"

"Oh, definitely not! But that's also just Tyler these days, every time he comes back home from school."

"Mmm, I see," Kelly hummed, casting another glance at the boy's puffed-up groin. "Still..."

In his pants, Tyler's large cock was almost painfully erect now. This odd conversation, which was also a little awkward to him, in the end only served to excite him even further. He couldn't wait to actually have sex with Mom's incredibly gorgeous friend: to put his young dick inside her mature pussy, fuck her in every which way, and fill her to the brim with his hot, teenage cum!

Right now, though, it didn't seem like things were progressing towards this goal all that quickly. Feeling a bit left out, Tyler used the momentary lull in their exchange to jump in, "Uh, so... What now?"

Chelsea and her friend looked at each other, the blonde biting her lip and nodding. "Go to your room, sweetie, and give us... uh, maybe ten minutes? We'll join you shortly."

He opened his mouth but didn't say anything; a gasp stuck in his throat. Slightly flustered, he gave his mom a nod and stood up, trying to ignore the aching hard-on which was now tenting his pants in a practically obscene manner. In the corner of his eye he saw Kelly, who was narrowly grinning as she looked at him leave, next to the beautiful and smiling face of his mother.

Then, as he exited the living room and started walking up the stairs, Tyler had a sudden epiphany. His mind went over Mom's words and found something that the excited young man didn't catch at first. He stopped for a moment, confirming with himself that yes, he hadn't misheard it.

"Huh? What did Mom mean by 'we'?"

***

Kelly was understandably quite nervous. Following her best friend Chelsea, as they walked side by side through the upper floor hallway of her house, the shapely brunette still wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing.

Alright, fine: she knew she was definitely doing the wrong thing, at least as far as her boring marriage was concerned. But what she cared about more was her friendship with Chelsea, a wonderful woman whom she'd known for ages. How would it change, now that Kelly was about to have sex with her friend's son?

How would it change, considering Chelsea wanted to be present there as well?

"Honey?" his mom called, knocking at the young man's door. "May we come in?"

There was a faint sound of a small commotion before Tyler replied, "Uh, yes, you can..."

She opened the door to find him sitting at his desk, dressed only in gray boxers. A massive tent was pitched in them, easily raising as high as the boy's navel. He swiveled the chair to face them, and although his cheeks were a little flush he made no attempt to cover himself in any way.

"Tyler!" his mom said, and giggled. "I thought you might change into more casual clothes, but not quite like this!"

He smiled back, clearing his throat. "Well, if you think about it, Mom," he spoke in a slightly husky voice, "normally at this time I would be wearing even less..."

She chuckled nervously, a shade of pink creeping over her smooth cheeks. "Yes, I guess that's true..." She then looked at her friend, who was standing beside her and pretending to be interested in the fine details of his bedroom decor. "So, Kelly, if you don't mind..." The woman looked at her, then followed her gaze to Tyler's immensely protruding bulge. "I think we can both see that my boy has been raring to go for quite a while now. Like he says, usually I'd be, uh, working to relieve his tension right around this time every day. Such consistency definitely helped with keeping him very far away from all those bad things we've been talking about. So far this has been my motherly duty, but since you suggested you could help..."

Kelly let out a gasp. "Oh?... I mean, yes, but what do you mean exactly --"

"Girl, he is very hard right now," Chelsea cut in, looking at her son's straining, boxer-clad cock with a concerned face. "At this point, he needs to be relieved first, as soon as possible, before the two of you can, you know, do anything else... So, how about you take care of it using your mouth?"

Kelly gasped again. "You want me...?"

"Yes," her friend said immediately, as he turned to her half-naked son and smiled. "Honey, I think you can get rid of the underwear. I'm sure Kelly here would like to see what she's going to work with..."

Blinking rapidly, for he was rather confounded by what had been happening so far, Tyler eventually snapped out of it and rose from his chair. Glancing at Kelly, who had both confusion and trepidation painted on her face, he hooked his thumbs under the elastic band of his boxers and started to slide them down. He carefully maneuvered around his throbbing hard-on, before proceeding down to his knees and then dropping the underpants on the floor.

He heard the surprised gasp as he sat back down, legs spread, with his cock swinging and pulsing. Kelly had her eyes fixed upon his large erection, irises going wide as she beheld its substantial length. Tyler's dick was clearly much bigger than her husband's, and she couldn't help but to think how his wide girth is going to eventually fit in and stretch her tight pussy.

"Mrs Parker...? Uh, I mean -- Kelly?" he called to her. "Is everything alright?"

There was an amused, though quiet giggle that came from his busty mom. She nudged her more slender friend, pushing her gently towards Tyler and placing a hand on her shoulder. The taller brunette trudged a few steps forward, and soon she met the young man's gaze and noticed his wide grin.

"Uh, Chelsea...?" she asked, her eyes dropping, as she was now staring at the boy's thick, veiny shaft. "I know we talked about it, but are you sure you need to watch me do this?"

"Yeah, Mom...?" Tyler chimed in, too. "You know, not that I mind, but why are you here with Kelly?"

Chelsea didn't answer her friend directly, but she did look at her son with a warm smile. "Oh, it's very simple, sweetie. You are still very new to this 'sex' thing, and I'm not entirely convinced that you can handle it on your own," she explained. "I was able to, uh, guide you through it so far, but believe me, sometimes it can turn out to be some really tricky stuff... Which is why it wouldn't sit well with me, as your mother, if I didn't do everything I could to help you develop the right attitude towards it. After all, what's a better way to protect you from all those bad influences, huh?... So, this is why I'm here, honey -- to help you!"

Remembering the last time Mom had explained to him her bizarre motivations, Tyler realized it would be best if he agreed with her immediately. Kelly had been rather more skeptical; indeed, when Chelsea explained it to her earlier, she didn't quite grasp that her friend's idea of 'motherly duty' included being physically present during, well, the deed.

And even now, Kelly still wasn't quite sure what to think about this weird idea. What she quickly realized, though, was that any hesitation would only delay her close acquaintance with this cute hunk and his mouth-watering dick. She didn't want that, of course, even though she suspected that the sight of his rock-hard manhood could be affecting her judgment. It certainly made it that much easier to accept her friend's preposterous reasoning.

In the end, Kelly decided that she was just going to roll with it. After today, the nature of her friendship with Chelsea was going to change anyway, so what was the harm in having the busty mother watch while Kelly blew her virile, well-hung son?

"Huh, okay," she finally let out, giving a sigh as she stepped closer to Tyler and his jutting shaft. She looked the naked boy in the eye and saw a mischievous glint, his gaze clearly roaming over her amply curvaceous figure. She then looked at his cock once again, feeling that her body had just made the decision for her. She bit her lip and lowered herself to kneel between Tyler's legs.

Kelly kept looking at his swollen, turgid rod, regarding it with a mixture of trepidation and awe. She almost felt like she was falling into a trance, hypnotized by the fleshy staff that swayed back and forth just mere inches away from her face. Her pussy had been warming up pretty much since she walked into Chelsea's house, but it was only now that the heat became palpable, radiating between her thighs.

"You should start," she heard her friend say, from some farther corner of the room. "He really needs relief, Kelly..."

She nodded, letting out a deep sigh that enveloped Tyler's cock with the moist heat of her breath. Hearing him give a low groan, she took one glance at his smiling, though clearly impatient face, and she finally dove in.

"Oh fuck! Mrs Parker... Kelly... Wow! This feels... ahh!... awesome..."

His large shaft almost completely swallowed by her mom's eager friend, the young man was surprised at the woman's immediate enthusiasm. She had already taken most of his length in her mouth, sliding her wet lips and tongue up and down his sizeable pillar. Evidently experienced in the subtle art of giving head, the mature brunette coated his cock in copious amounts of saliva, preparing it for the main course of what shaped up to be a sumptuous blowjob.

"Honey, remember to give Kelly plenty of warning," Chelsea said, seeing her son give breathy gasps only moments after her friend began her ministrations. "You always come a lot, so she'll need some time to prepare!"

A little overwhelmed by the moist and warm sensations around his solid prick, Tyler looked around to see where his mom's voice was coming from. He found her seating cross-legged on the bean bag, across the bed and in the opposite corner of the room. She had a decent enough view of the action involving him and Kelly, and she was watching them with a smile that showed keen interest and curiosity.

He nodded, albeit weakly; he found it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the pleasant warmth and wetness that had engulfed his aching cock. Mom's hot friend was giving him a truly exquisite oral treatment, massaging what felt like every inch of his long hard-on with incredible finesse and skill. She was gentle around his sensitive head and glans but rougher and more forceful around the shaft down to the hilt. Her delicate hands were involved, too, for she palmed and rubbed Tyler's rapidly overflowing balls, caressing the delicate skin that stretched over his lightly swollen gonads.

The combination of all those marvelous sensations felt almost magical on the boy's wildly twitching boner. Gasps and strained groans would frequently escape his throat now, along with occasional, involuntary moans that complimented Kelly on her exceptional talents. Chelsea picked up on those quiet vocalizations, encouraging her son to express his appreciation even more.

"That's right, honey! Tell my friend how much you enjoy this," she said, her voice sounding a little husky. "It's... it's very important to her self-esteem. Woman like it when our partners praise us for our efforts!"

"Yes... Ahh! Yes, Mom," he breathed in response, wide open mouth letting out another groan. "Fuck, Kelly... This is great... Just like that! Ugh, you know, if you... if you keep this up..."

It would appear that his mother was right. No sooner that he spoke these words, the eager cocksucker seemed to redouble her efforts. She was now attacking his hard manhood with even more of her wet, sloppy enthusiasm. He could hear her hum and purr around his rigid shaft, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes as she swiped its full length with tantalizing licks of her tongue. Squirming in his seat, Tyler had to tightly grasp the armrests of his chair, as the raw carnal pleasure coming from his loins reached the far corners of his young body.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!... Mrs Peters... Ahh, I think... I think I'm... getting close..."

He was right. A few minutes into the oral session with Kelly, the excited teenager was all but ready to blow a massive load down the throat of the cute, sexy, and clearly quite slutty brunette. Heeding his mom's advice, he loudly groaned a final warning to her kneeling friend, and then started blasting rope after rope of his hot, thick seed directly into her suckling mouth.

"Oooh, yes, good job, Tyler!" he heard Chelsea's drawling voice. "She's taking it all, isn't she?... Oh yes, she is... Great job, son!"

The intensely cumming teenager let out many breathy gasps and moans. In his straining ears, Mom's enthusiastic praise and encouragement sounded deliciously naughty, which only spurred him to cum even more. Her friend was doing her best to extract as much of his seed as possible, still licking and sucking on his rampant rod as he repeatedly blasted spurt after spurt of his hot, dense semen.

Kelly swallowed it all, and she was ready to gulp down everything the potent stud would deign to give her. She was very surprised and more than a little excited by the sheer amount of semen that Tyler had shot into her eagerly swallowing throat. She was even more surprised how much this turned her on, on top of the rising heat that was already threatening to inflame her mature pussy.

After several years of dealing with her sexually unimpressive husband, this young hunk was a breath of fresh air for the seductive and adventurous woman. He might've been her friend's son, and only eighteen years old at that, but she nonetheless found him incredibly manly and appealing. She was becoming more aroused by the minute, her moist pussy throbbing and quivering, the sheer anticipation making her give breathless purrs and moans.

"Aaaah," Tyler sighed at last, as the final salvo hit Kelly's palate and trailed down her swallowing throat. "Damn... This was... so good..."

Panting heavily, he gazed down at the dark-haired woman; she was happily cleaning the boy's freshly discharged weapon. He then remembered that his mom was here, too, so he glanced in her direction and was surprised by her startled reaction. There was a sudden jerk in her posture, as her arm seemed to have moved in a very abrupt fashion. This caused her plentiful bosom to jiggle in a very enticing, very distracting way; it quickly made Tyler more or less forget about anything else he might've seen.

"Oh, sweetie," she cooed, shifting around as she started sinking into the unstable bean bag. "Are you, uh, are you feeling better now? It looked to me like Kelly has done a very good job..."

With the last, finishing touch of her flexible mouth and tongue, the sultry brunette finally released the boy's large manhood. She did so reluctantly, because she very much enjoyed tending to his impressive erection. But as she was licking off the last droplets of pearly cum from his cock, she noticed that her impassioned blowjob might not have been very effective after all.

That was because Tyler's erection didn't actually fade. The horny teenager was still rock-hard!

"Uh, yeah, it's been really, really good," he said. He looked at Kelly, who regarded him with a seductive grin, as she bit her lower lip in a teasing, exceedingly sexy manner. "But, uh, I remember you were talking about, you know -- actual sex..."

The slim brunette stood up then, her eyes fixed upon his continuing boner. Tyler's allusion only highlighted in her mind how unbearably aroused she was feeling right now. Indeed, Kelly wanted nothing more but to strip and impale herself upon this awesome specimen, but the presence of the stud's mother was still giving her a slightly uncomfortable pause.

"Ah yes, I see that my boy is very much ready for more," Chelsea said, giving out a giggle while she also stood up. "What about you, Kelly? Are you still up for it?"

Bemused, the taller brunette looked at her friend with a squint. "Uh, yeah, sure, but..."

"Yes, I thought as much," the blonde said, a smirk shaping the corners of her lips. "Seems like we're all in one of those situations that I mentioned before, where things can get really tricky..."

Her friend blinked. "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well, we've got Tyler here, who is obviously far from done," said the boy's mom, casting a meaningful glance at his raging hard-on. "We've got you, Kelly, and I'm sure you're very excited and eager to move things further along. And then, of course, we've got one more person who hasn't had the opportunity to even start..."

A look of confusion came over Kelly's face. It lasted for a while, until it dawned on her what it could be that her friend was implying. But before she managed to say anything, it was Chelsea's son who let out a loud gasp and spoke to his mother instead.

"Mom? You mean...?"

The beautiful blonde cocked her hips and flashed him a mischievous smile.

"Yes, honey," she said. "Me."

***

Chelsea wasn't quite sure what she expected. In hindsight, it should've been obvious that this could happen, but the simpleminded woman couldn't always predict even the most straightforward of outcomes.

When she agreed that her best friend Kelly could have sex with Tyler, Chelsea experienced an immediate flareup of motherly instincts. In her mind, she had already established that it was her role to protect her son from the dangers of involuntary celibacy, even if she often found the task very challenging. While it seemed like a reasonable concession, then, to add to the mix someone as close to her as Kelly, it was nonetheless a concession. Chelsea felt like she had to compensate for it somehow; otherwise, Tyler might interpret it as his mother simply dumping the problem -- that is, him -- on someone else entirely.

So, Chelsea figured that if she could at least be there, when Tyler fucks Kelly, then that would be an acceptable compromise.

But what the well-meaning woman didn't predict was that seeing her son and her friend in a sexual situation would be so incredibly arousing. She was especially surprised how much it excited her to watch Kelly slobber over the boy's massive erection, take it all into her hungry mouth, and then swallow every drop of his delicious cum with gusto. Watching her friend and her lustful enthusiasm, it made Chelsea notice that the taller woman was really quite a sexual creature. It made her look at Kelly in a sexual way, which was something she had only done in passing before.

The longer Chelsea watched her friend -- kneeling before her sweet Tyler and servicing him in such a thorough, loving, almost worshipful way -- the more she found herself yearning to become much closer to Kelly. They could be doing this together, Chelsea thought; they should be doing this together. Mmm, yes... Why not?

Lick and suck on her son's impressive manhood... Divvy up the work to cover every inch of his huge shaft with their hungry mouths and tongues.... Take turns trying to swallow his big rod... Not-so-accidentally brush each other's lips, close them over his wide girth, share his abundant cum...

Kiss...

Or even kiss and share his cum! Oh my!

These were the thoughts that occupied Chelsea, as she watched her cute, dark-haired friend treat her son to a lavish blowjob. It was no surprise that she became uncontrollably aroused, so much so that Tyler had almost caught her masturbating! Yes, she had been quick enough to withdraw the hand she'd stuck in her panties, but still...

Chelsea was horny, there was no doubt about it. The heat within her had risen rapidly, hardening her sensitive nipples and soaking her pussy with slick moisture. She could no longer wait. She certainly couldn't just watch idly while her handsome son had sex with her best friend. The curvaceous blonde had to deal with this growing, almost unbearable itch, and intuition told her that neither Kelly nor Tyler would mind.

"Chelsea...?" said the taller brunette, watching as she approached them with a seductive sway in her hips. "What. uh, what do you..."

The other woman looked her friend in the eye and smiled. "Kelly, hon, you still got a bit of Tyler's stuff on your chin," she said in a flirtatious tone, tapping the narrow tip of her face with her finger. "Here, let me help you..."

Before Kelly could react, the sultry blonde came and leaned closer, licking off the small dollop of cum that trickled out of the corner of her friend's mouth. But she didn't stop there. Her tongue swiped over the full lips of the surprised brunette, which instinctively parted, and quickly pressed to them her own.

As Kelly's surprise turned into a mild shock, she found herself being kissed by her shorter friend, slowly and sensuously. She froze up at first, unsure what to make of it, but her body soon told her that Chelsea's bold advance shouldn't feel unwelcome to her at all.

While the slender brunette might not have been much into women in general, she could definitely see herself being very much into Chelsea. The gorgeous blonde had been the subject of more than a few of her fantasies, though it never really went anywhere beyond some idle musings.

Now, however, the two of them were evidently going somewhere, and Kelly quickly found it wasn't something she'd object to. Especially now, as she realized she had no intention of stopping her suddenly amorous friend.

"Oh, wow!" a gasp came from beside the kissing women. "Mom, I... I didn't know that you and Kelly..."

For a moment their kiss intensified. They made out lustily, as if trying to fit in as much passion into the short window when their lips were joined, before Chelsea pulled away and turned to her awestruck son.

"I didn't know that either, honey," she said, with a broad smile, then looked at her startled friend, "and I think Kelly also wasn't expecting this. But it does feel so right, doesn't it?"

"Uh, yeah," Kelly let out softly, "it really does..."

"Wow!" Tyler gasped again. "That's... that's fucking cool! And honestly, kinda hot..."

His mother giggled. "I'd imagine you would think so, buster! Two good-looking women, making out in your bedroom? Must be pretty sweet!" she said teasingly. "But don't get too cocky, honey. This isn't just about giving you a good show. You were supposed to have sex with Kelly, remember?... But, thing is, Mommy is also very horny now, so, uh... how about we change the plan a little?"

Tyler blinked, his already reinvigorated cock now surging into full, throbbing hardness. He gave another shocked gasp, seeing his sexy Mom pull Kelly into a second, shorter kiss before she asked her, "So, what do you say, hon? Next time you and Tyler can have some fun on your own, but today..."

"Huh," the brunette breathed huskily. "You mean... you and me both?"

"Uh huh," Chelsea confirmed. "Come."

Still dazed from the surprise kiss, Kelly allowed her friend to lead her to sit on the bed. She didn't protest when the busty blonde removed her blouse and pulled down her tight pants, leaving the trim and shapely brunette in just her beige sports underwear. It wasn't adorned with any lace or frills, being just a plain and functional set, but it greatly complimented her fit and athletic figure. The boldly cut bra was especially sexy, emphasizing her luscious breasts and exposing a lot of enticing cleavage for Tyler to gawk at.

"Wow!" he let out, staring shamelessly at the alluring brunette. "Kelly, you're... you're so hot!"

Giggling again, Chelsea then removed her own clothes and left her son completely speechless. She didn't stop at the undergarments, and instead she got rid of both her lacy white bra and panties. It left her just as naked as her astonished and hugely aroused son, who was now staring at her with a look of rapture and lust.

"WOW!" he blurted out yet again, his vocabulary clearly diminishing in the presence of such mature, feminine marvels. "Mom! And you're just..."

"Shhh! Don't say anything, honey," she chided him playfully. "Let's help Kelly out of her underwear, okay?"

She waved at him to join them on the bed, sitting on the other side of the clearly aroused but slightly intimidated brunette. His hard cock swaying, he did exactly that, sidling near Kelly and reaching for the elastic strap of her bra.

"Oh, Chelsea," she moaned. "I can... I can do this..."

"Hush! Allow us," her friend said, deftly opening the clasp on Kelly's back and letting Tyler remove the top piece completely. Kelly's rounded breasts, at least as big as some large grapefruits, popped free and tasted the fresh air of the boy's bedroom. Her nipples were pointy and erect, asking to be touched, protruding like two erasers from the centers of their small brown areolas.

"Damn," Tyler let out, feeling his turgid manhood ache with urgent need. "Mrs Parker... I mean Kelly... You're so beautiful!"

"You sure are," Chelsea agreed, giving her friend another quick kiss. "But now, this thing... Let's get rid of it, so Tyler and I can see your pussy!"

There was a gasp, but then Kelly bit her lip and nodded. She sat up and dragged her panties down to her knees, then kicked them away and leaned back with her hands for support. She parted her legs and exposed the glistening, practically drenched folds of her dripping wet snatch, decorated by a thin and neatly trimmed patch of jet black pubic hair.

"Very cute," Chelsea said, looking at her slack-jawed son. "Do you like it, honey? Do you want to put your big cock inside it?"

"It looks amazing," he said, moving her gaze up Kelly's fully naked body. "Kelly, you are a very sexy woman. I... I really want to have sex with you..."

There was a moment of thick silence, punctuated by the women's heavy breaths. But when it passed, to both Tyler's and Chelsea's surprise, the brunette gave a very hearty chuckle. "Yeah, me too, stud," she said, her voice losing a lot of its former nervousness. "And I bet you also want to fuck this stacked hottie you've got for mom!"

"Oh, he sure does," his mother spoke over his gasp, grinning. "But it's only fair that you should go first. Come on, honey!"

The horny boy obeyed his mom immediately, He turned to Kelly, placing a hand on her slim waist and leaning for a deep, sensuous kiss. His curious, groping hand went briefly over her smooth thighs, before rising to boldly cup a good handful of her ample breast. With the mature woman moaning lustily into his mouth, he soon added another hand, squeezing and rubbing the soft mounds and often brushing his fingers over her pencil-hard, swollen nipples.

They made out for a while, with Tyler occasionally casting glances as his mother. She was leaning back on her elbows, smiling through half-open mouth and watching them with a visible mask of lust and a little envy on her lovely face. She caught his eye and winked, waving a gesture that urged him to keep doing his thing, and so he focused his attention back on Kelly.

He moved one hand down, with the intent of feeling out and sneaking a finger or two inside her wet pussy. But this only made her pull away from the kiss and gasp, as she gazed at him with her big, lustrous eyes.

"No... this is fine," she said breathlessly. "I don't need... I'm so fucking horny already..."

"Then scoot up," he said, and his firm and manly tone made Chelsea both proud and even more aroused.

Obeying Tyler's command, Kelly moved around the bed and lay on it with her sleek legs spread wide. The young man was right behind her, and soon he climbed over the naked woman and lined his throbbing manhood with her moist opening. Getting a weak but eager nod, he then pushed every inch of his long rod into soaking depths of her tight, mature pussy.

"Oooooh!... Oh god," she groaned. "Jesus, you're so big..."

"Oh, but it so fits," Chelsea said sultrily, shifting about to lie next to the mating couple. "Enjoy it, hon!"

Kelly clearly was, for she almost felt the tingles of an upcoming orgasm already. Without further ado, the hunky teenager started thrusting into her soaked tunnel, the sheer size and the rapid force of his strokes stealing her breaths and making her gasp and whimper.

He went in hard, no doubt because he'd been so excited by the fact that his mom had joined them. The horny boy was now fucking her hot friend, going in with powerful, balls-deep thrusts, and he was doing it while his voluptuous, totally naked mother was less than three feet away!

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!... Yes! Fuck me, Tyler! Fuck me hard! Push that big, young cock into my slutty pussy!... Oooh! Oh, oh, oh... Yeeees!"

Feeling his unbridled enthusiasm with every deep stroke, Kelly braced herself against the headboard to withstand the power of his repeated slamming. She wrapped her sleekly muscled legs around his, throwing her head back and pushing it into the soft pillow. The virile teenager continued to pummel her insides, driving his rock-hard pillar into her steamy hot furnace and reaching the furthest, deepest regions of her woefully neglected pussy.

It only took a few minutes before Kelly's whole body shook from the savage force of her rapid orgasm. She arched her back and let out a loud, primal cry; it was followed by many breathless gasps that were wrought from her lungs by the continued thrusts of her virile lover. Overtaken by a frenzy of lust, the teenage stallion kept on pounding her with his turgid manhood, each merciless strike only prolonging the raw ecstasy of her climax.

"Oh my god... sweetie!" his mom moaned nearby, making no attempt to hide that she'd been fingering herself furiously. "You are just... ooh!... destroying this poor woman... Fuck!" Even Tyler's ears perked up, for it was rare for his mom to curse. "Oh god, yes... Do it, honey! Fuck her! Fuck Mommy's friend! Fuck her nice and hard with your huge cock! She needs it!"

Hearing his normally prim and proper mom use such dirty language was way, way too much for the teenage stud and his straining boner. With no warning other than a loud, practically animalistic grunt, the young stallion came inside Kelly's thoroughly beaten pussy. He blasted many copious spurts, as he flooded it with his virile cream, before letting out a low groan and rolling away from the freshly fucked woman with a long, satisfied sigh.

"Damn," he slipped, a grin coming over his flushed face. "I really liked that, Mrs Parker... Did you?"

More than a few seconds passed before he finally got an answer from the heavily panting, seemingly stupefied brunette.

"Jesus fuck," she blurted. "That... that was absolutely brutal... My god, Chelsea, I... I understand now... why you need all the help you can get..."

Speaking her name reminded both her and Tyler that her friend, and his mom, was still lying somewhere nearby. Kelly looked to the side and found her, breathing just as heavily as she was. Closed eyes, a blissful smile that dug into her rosy cheeks, and a hand that was still stuck between her lush thighs were all the telltale signs that she must've brought herself to a pleasant orgasm as well.

"Mom...?"

She stirred, opening her eyes and looking through Kelly's heaving breasts. She spied her cute, handsome son and smiled, giving out a breathy chuckle when she made two key observations about the aftermath of their lurid coupling.

The first one was her friend, and the rough, disheveled state that her son had left her in. She was definitely satisfied, judging by the wide grin and the continuing whimpers from the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm. But it was evident that what she had gone through was a short but very intense wringer that she was clearly unaccustomed to. This wasn't very surprising, given that Kelly's absent and largely useless husband wasn't even in the same universe sexually as Tyler.

Second thing Chelsea noticed was of course her own studly son. He was lying there, still with a little bit of a pant, but his breath was calming down quickly and it was obvious he wasn't really all that tired. There was also another, much more prominent sign that the quick fuck with Kelly wasn't close to being the young man's last word.

Between his legs, the cum-slicked shaft of his cock was yet to show any clear signs of softening. Though it had faltered a little, while the boy had been catching his breath, it was now visibly swelling again under the watchful eye of his amused and secretly proud mother.

"You're kidding," Kelly said, when she noticed it, too. "He's still not done?!"

"Looks like it," Chelsea remarked with a smirk, then said to her potent son, "So, I'm guessing you are extra excited because of Kelly, huh?"

"Sure," he admitted, "but it's not just because of her... Mom, I didn't know that you were so naughty!"

She giggled at this. "Everything for my dear son! And speaking of you and your, ahem, problem -- Kelly?"

"What...?" she slipped, then realized what it was that her friend was asking. "Oh, hell no! Sorry, girl, I... I really need a breather..."

Chelsea burst into laughter, sending her large pendulous breasts into a luscious jiggle.

"Yes, I figured you might say so," she said teasingly, as she lifted her voluptuous body and turned around to get on all fours, "Well then, seems like it has to be the mother's duty after all... What do you say, honey? Will you use Mommy's pussy as usual?"

Tyler didn't have to be asked twice. Within a few moments he skipped over Kelly and was right behind his super-hot mom. He was lining up his mostly hardened manhood with her soaking wet opening, feeling the heat of her arousal as it radiated around his cock. With practiced ease he gripped her wide hips, resting his thumbs on the firm flesh of her meaty ass.

And then, just like he did it every day, the horny boy simply pushed in.

***

It was mesmerizing to watch. She probably shouldn't, considering her babysitter had already texted her an impatient message, but Kelly was simply too captivated to tear her eyes from the lewd spectacle.

Her friend Chelsea, that smoking hot babe, was fully naked on the bed in her son's bedroom. She was on her hands and knees, a thin layer of sweat coating her mature, impressively well preserved body. She rocked rhytmically back and forth, her large bosom moving hypnotically as she now resisted, now yielded to the virile force of nature that ravaged the stunningly curvaceous woman from behind.

Lustful moans and soft whimpers of pleasure punctuated every thrust into her soaked, gushing vagina. She was cringing and shuddering, every now and again letting out a howl of blissful ecstasy, as she threw her head back or had the bold stud who fucked her pull at her smooth blond hair. She had her eyes closed most of the time, savoring the orgasmic delights that emanated from the sloshing junction of their bodies. They coursed like seismic waves and echoed through the sexually charged woman.

The young stallion, who was bringing Chelsea to such dizzying heights of carnal pleasure, was no other than her own son Tyler. With the edge taken off of his surging arousal -- for he had already come inside Kelly's mouth and pussy -- the teenage hunk was in no hurry to discharge his copious seed again any time soon.

He was fucking his gorgeous, wanton, exceedingly beautiful mother into a moaning heap of raw ecstasy. He was pushing his massive pillar into the sizzling hot depths where he'd come from, again and again, wringing desperate gasps and whimpers of pure joy from the very woman who birthed him. He was reshaping her vagina once more, this time to fit around his immense ramrod that he drove in relentlessly, thrust after deep thrust, into the ever-welcoming pussy of his incredibly sexy mom.

Kelly watched it all, open-mouthed and wide-eyed. She should be thinking this was so wrong, for the boy to have sex with his own mother, but in reality she could only find it unbelievably, utterly, ridiculously naughty and hot.

Tyler's abundant jizz was still leaking out of her own well-fucked pussy, a reminder that she also had the honor of being his cum bucket today. And yet the attractive brunette knew that their casual coupling, while immensely satisfying, had none of the untamed, lurid passion that was evident in the incestuous mating of Chelsea and her handsome son.

"Ugh, Mrs... I mean, Kelly," said the teenage stud, in between his low grunts, "this... I feel like this is going... to take a while... I don't think it makes sense... for you to wait..."

The dark-haired woman gasped, but then nodded at the confident boy. Still coming to terms with her own feelings towards Chelsea, Kelly found that she was more than a little disappointed she wasn't going to fool around with her stunningly sexy friend after all. Maybe next time, she thought; she really hoped there would be a next time...

Either way, once she gathered the rest of her wits, the slender woman scooted forward and placed a thank-you kiss on his cheek. She then mouthed, "Later," and began picking up her discarded clothes. She hastily put them on, panties trapping Tyler's dense cum inside her sodden pussy, making her feel deliciously naughty that she'd be coming home with his young seed soaking right through them.

Leaving their house, Kelly could still hear her friend's breathy cries and moans. It was starting to make her feel warm and tingly all over again. At the same time she also realized, as a wry smirk of amusement popped on her lovely face, that perhaps Chelsea's idea had even more merit than the overprotective mother was aware of.

"Yeah, I doubt he's interested in any of that stupid internet crap at all now," Kelly mumbled to herself as she walked down the porch and got inside her car; the lewd sounds were still faintly audible. "And with all the sex he's getting from Chelsea, he's definitely not an incel!" She chuckled. "Heck, he's pretty much the exact opposite..."

Still throbbing, after the royal pounding it had received from Tyler, Kelly's battered pussy could certainly attest to that. She had to admit that Chelsea's conception of her motherly duties, while highly unorthodox, resulted in much more than simply protecting her son from the danger of online influencers.

"Fuck, I hope we can do this again soon," sighed the brunette, as she backed off from the driveway and onto the quiet street.

Kelly couldn't deny it: she was hooked on Tyler and his large, exceedingly capable cock. If she didn't know it already, she'd never have guessed that this handsome and self-assured boy was only eighteen! It was clear that all this erotic practice he was getting -- fucking his drop-dead gorgeous mother several times a day -- was doing wonders for his sexual ability and confidence.

Celibate? New to this 'sex' thing?... Hah! Now these were some good jokes, Kelly thought. In reality, whether Chelsea had realized it yet or not, she was quickly turning her cute and hunky son into an absolute teenage stud!

And with that, for her part, Kelly was very happy to help.