A while back, right after Jake left in a hurry.
It took many long seconds for Chelsea to recover from the orgasmic convulsions that racked her half-naked, incredibly voluptuous body. She writhed on the table, undulating on the crashing waves of her climax, letting out strained cries of ecstasy as she was swept away by the force of this overpowering physical release.
Such intensity of carnal bliss wasn't at all unusual for the sexually awakened Auntie. Ever since she and Jake started having sex, a new dimension of previously unknown erotic pleasures opened up for the gorgeous blonde. Whenever her studly boy treated her to the cunt-splitting magnificence of his big, teenage cock, the mature stunner would always experience a long series of incredibly powerful, immensely satisfying orgasms.
This one was no different, though it seemed to have been cut short. Through its haze, she heard her boy, as if he were speaking to someone, someone other than her. When her senses returned, she looked and saw his neck twisted to the side, mouth hanging.
She let out a gasp of horrified shock.
"Cou-Courtney?" She scrambled to prop herself up on her elbows.
"My goodness, I... We... What-what are you doing here?"
Blinking a few times, she finally managed to get a better look at the woman. What she saw perplexed her at first, pushing a confused gasp out of her throat and twitching her eye muscles into a quizzical squint.
A few feet away, her tall friend sagged along the wall, looking like she might collapse on the floor at any moment. Hand stuck under the hem of her skirt, the odd grimace on her face comprised a half-open mouth, with her tongue just about hanging outside, and fully lidded eyes that showed no irises through the narrow slits. She took the air in rapidly, exhaling with choppy stutters, as her ample chest wobbled and heaved.
It took a couple of seconds, but Chelsea pieced it together: Courtney had been masturbating. She touched herself and apparently came quite hard while she'd been watching them go at it on the dinner table!
And right now, Jake returned to the room where they were present.
They haven't talked about anything since Jake left.
"Auntie, uh," Jake said hesitantly, turning to his Auntie with a concerned look on his face.
Despite his nervousness, Chelsea found herself oddly at ease.
"Yes, honey, I can see that," she spoke quietly.
Courtney was just about opening her eyes now. There was a wild look about her, like a feral animal caught in a spotlight, as her gaze flicked between the young man and the incompletely dressed older woman. She almost didn't recognize her as her dear friend Chelsea until she heard a familiar voice speaking to her in an amiable but rather maudlin tone.
"Courtney, dear, I apologize for the circumstances you caught us in," her friend said, lips curling in a teasing smirk.
"But, well... you didn't exactly knock, now, did you?"
"I, uhm," she stammered, realizing where her hand still was and retracting it with a sudden jerk. "Uh, yeah, the door... the door was unlocked..."
"Why would it not be?" Chelsea asked, trying to pay no mind to her boy's ongoing erection through his pants.
"Everyone's a good friend or neighbor here... But even so, when you visit someone in their house, don't you think it is polite to announce your coming?"
Her smirk turned mischievous when she noticed the double meaning of what she'd just said. "Although, now that I think of it... I suppose you have done exactly that, haven't you?"
Courtney's flushed face turned a few shades closer to dark crimson. She was desperately searching for some neutral, inconspicuous spot to stare at, as opposed to the one thing that inexorably drew her gaze: Jake's thick, defiantly continuing hard-on.
Chelsea asked, "You were watching us, right?"
"Y-yes... I-I saw you now, and... and also earlier..."
She blinked. "Earlier?"
"Y-yes... Today," Courtney stuttered.
"With... with Kelly..."
Jake let out a gasp, while his Auntie gave a huff that more resembled a breathy scoff. She raised an eyebrow at her taller friend, lips closing again and curling in an amused smile.
"Were you watching us then, too?"
Courtney nodded, swallowing. "I was..."
The blonde woman chuckled. "So, you also thought that Kelly's story was a little bit weird, huh?... Yeah, she clearly didn't think it through. I guess she just really wanted to, you know, see Jake as soon as possible, and of course I didn't mind that at all..."
An uneasy silence lay for a moment before the tall beauty finally mustered the wits to address the elephant in the room and his big, throbbing trunk.
"Chelsea, you... You are having sex with your boy who you raised. He is like your son," she half-asked, half-stated, permitting herself a quick look at the nude boy and his jutting flagpole.
"Why, yes, I am," her friend answered, standing up and looking at Jake with a warm smile.
"I realized that because I'm like his mother, it is my duty to do everything within my power to protect him."
The brown-haired woman blinked several times. "Protect him how? And from what?"
"From all the vile women in the city. He is one handsome young man and I don't want him get influenced by those young vixen," Chelsea explained, practically shuddering when she uttered that last word.
"I was very worried that it might happen to him. But now I don't have to, because it turns out that this"--she motioned to Jake's hard dick and then to herself--"is the best way to keep him safe from all this horrible stuff!"
She slowly moved and removed Jake's pants to free his hard dick, and it was really hard as he found himself aroused by seeing the two women.
Courtney's mouth hung open. "You mean..."
"Exactly," Chelsea said, beaming a gleeful smile.
"No more celibacy! My sweet boy can have sex with me whenever he wants. As long as he does, I can be sure he's not vulnerable to any of those bad influences. It's just so simple and obvious! Don't you think this was a great idea?"
It was fortunate that the statuesque woman had the length of the nearby wall for support. Her friend's confession had just about sent her head spinning. It wasn't even so much about Chelsea's preposterous logic. Sure, her explanation bordered on outright kooky, but Courtney had long since convinced herself not to discredit anyone's parenting practices.
Especially since the 'kid' in question was really a full-grown, adult man. Indeed, she could see it very closely, just how well Chelsea's son had developed...
No, what truly shocked Courtney was the free pass that her friend gave him.
Anytime he wants? For a teenage hunk like him?... My god, she thought, Chelsea must be having the time of her life! No wonder she cut the run short. Who wants to be jogging when you can get this kind of exercise at home?
"I... I suppose," said Courtney, eyeing the handsome young man.
"I guess, uh, it does make some sense..."
Jake, who hadn't said a word since his Auntie started talking, was still standing there with his cock sticking out. His persistent erection had weakened only for a moment because it was soon revitalized by the sexy sight of his Auntie's athletic friend. He had a brief impulse to cover it, shortly after pulling out of Chelsea's hot pussy, but the lustful glint he'd spied in Courtney's eyes told him she likely welcomed the obscene view.
Now, he couldn't help but to smirk. Seeing his large dick, hard and proud, was clearly having an effect on the tall and fit woman. The wild fire in her eyes may have simmered down in the aftermath of her voyeuristic climax, but the embers were still there, and it wouldn't take much to rekindle them into a roaring flame.
Courtney was their neighbor and knew them for a long time. She watched Jake grow up, and now she couldn't believe her eyes, seeing that little boy had grown up into a fine young man.
"I'm glad that you agree," Chelsea said, her lips also curling in an impish smile, "especially because, as you could see, I was right in the middle of fulfilling this motherly duty of mine. I'm afraid that your intrusion, Courtney, has disrupted this very important part of our day, and I don't think we'll be able to, uh, regain the momentum, so to speak..."
Her friend let out a quiet gasp. "I'm... I'm sorry, Chelsea. You're right, I shouldn't have intruded, and I definitely shouldn't have watched you and your son, uhm..."
She swallowed. "Maybe I'll just go now and pretend it never happened, and we don't have to ever talk --"
"Oh no, Courtney, that just won't do," the sultry blonde cut her off.
"I mean, really? Think about it, hon. You barged in on us, interrupted a crucial family activity, and you want to just leave us like this? That's so inconsiderate! I am very disappointed in you, Courtney..."
"Uh...?" the other woman grunted in confusion.
"I don't understand. What do you want me to do?"
Chelsea had a difficult time resisting the urge to grin. "Well, you can clearly see that my Jake desperately needs relief, and I was about to provide it to him with my own pussy," she said, pausing to enhance the impact of using this more explicit language.
"But now that our session has been cut short, this intimate moment that we had is simply gone! My son is now standing here, still unsatisfied, because I wasn't able to fulfill my motherly duty. So, I'd say it's only fair that you, Courtney, should pick up where I left off, don't you think?"
Two loud gasps could be heard then, and Chelsea turned to face her surprised son. She smiled at him coquettishly, mouthing off something Jake couldn't quite catch. But although he didn't hear her, the horny boy quickly understood his Auntie's naughty intentions. His eyes went wide as he gave her a slight nod, then grinned from ear to ear when the full implications dawned on him and his rock-hard, wildly twitching cock.
"M-me?" Courtney stammered in the meantime.
"You're saying that... that I should --"
"Yes, exactly," her friend said.
"It wouldn't be a problem, right, would it? I've noticed the way you've been looking at him and the fact you were, you know, touching yourself while he fucked me..."
Chelsea smirked at the mortified woman. "Oh, and Jake obviously wants you. I'm pretty sure he always has!"
There was another gasp. "Chelsea, I... I don't know..."
"Shush! Come on!"
Jumping off and forward, the busty blonde approached Courtney and coiled a hand around her wrist. Gently but firmly, she then led the flabbergasted woman to that same spot on the table.
She placed both her hands on the damp surface, forcing the tall beauty to bend at the waist and have her palms smear the Auntie's abundant juices. Ignoring her weak protests, Chelsea walked the short way around the table and faced her nervous friend, leaning over the edge and pinning Courtney's hands with hers.
"Don't worry, you'll love it," she whispered, gazing into the woman's eyes. They were filled with trepidation, and yet they shone with the luster of thick, undeniable arousal.
Chelsea nodded at her son, who appeared right behind her anxious friend. He took the sign and didn't tarry; his actions were decisive and swift. He lifted the hem of Courtney's tight pants, pulling them down along with her soaked panties. He encountered a bit of resistance, as the woman tried to keep her legs together, but in the end he managed to drag her lower garments all the way down to her knees.
Only then Jake took a moment to admire the luscious view. The sleek curvature of Courtney's firm, muscular ass was perfectly smooth and enticing; it beckoned for a groping touch and squeeze. It trailed sinuously to the lightly tanned expanse of her athletic thighs, which framed the shiny, glistening, softly throbbing cleft of her pussy.
"You're so beautiful, Ms. Richardson," he said, placing both hands on the wide curve of her hips. "So sexy, too..."
He lined his pulsing cock with her entrance, its heat being his primary guide, and brushed the sensitive lips with the round bulb of his wide manhood.
Twisting her head, Courtney let out a surprised gasp and a moan. She gritted her teeth and sharply inhaled, preparing for the inevitable arrival of a very large, very thick visitor. She hoped it would be prompt, but at the same time she was frightened and wary of the boy's considerable size.
In the end, she didn't have to wait for long. Having just enjoyed his Auntie's piping hot pussy, the teenage stud didn't have it in him to tease its new and unexpected replacement. He found purchase and slowly pushed in, glancing at his Auntie who caught his eye and gave him a sly wink.
"Oh... Oooh!... Oh god," gasped her fit friend, as the narrow tunnel of her wet snatch was wholly speared by the young man's shaft.
"Geez, that is... so big... Let me just... catch a breath..."
"Take your time, hon," Chelsea's voice fluttered in her ears.
"I know that Jake can be a lot to handle. But trust me, it is soooo worth it!"
She faced the blonde again and saw her beaming a kind smile. Chelsea surprised her with a kiss on the cheek, brief but pleasant, caring almost, just as Jake's formidable manhood retracted from Courtney's pussy and left it with an immediate longing for its return.
And return it did, all the way in, with a quick and confident thrust. She groaned at the sensation and then let out a breathy moan, and then she was reduced to nothing but lusty yelps and whimpers as the teenage buck drove his stick into her with his youthful energy and vigor.
"Oh, oh, oh, oooh... Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck... Yes! Ahhh..."
She stretched her neck, spine arching, instantly overwhelmed by a stampede of carnal sensations. Her insides radiated with immense pleasure, coming in waves, perfectly synchronized with the obscene rhythm of his long yet surprisingly rapid thrusts.
He was fucking her hard. Taking full advantage of the sopping wet state of her pussy, his rigid member glided without any real resistance. Just a little bit of blissful friction and that delicious feeling of getting thoroughly stretched by a thick, turgid rod -- these were the raw, physical stimuli that Courtney's lust-addled brain translated into high, undulating waves of pure erotic delight.
"Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me hard!... Ooooh, oh my... Just like that... YES!"
He kept going, his heavy balls slapping her sculpted thighs and grazing the swollen nub of her clit. He could feel her tight pussy spasm around his engorged girth, time and time again, and he recognized it as a continuing series of mini orgasms that his Auntie's tall friend was experiencing. There was a palpable pressure building at the base of his cock, pointing towards his own impending release; Jake decided he wasn't going to try and delay it.
In truth, he wouldn't be able to stave it off anyway. At some point, he noticed he couldn't hear much of Courtney's moans and whimpers anymore, and it was then that he witnessed something truly new and exciting.
His Auntie and her hot friend were kissing!
They were making out lustily, tongues dancing and tackling with playful verve. Soft purrs and pleasant hums reached Jake's ears, rising over the slicking sounds of his rigid cock sliding into the younger woman's slit.
Spurred by this sexy new sight, the eager stud started fucking her even faster, and it wasn't long before his overdue orgasm forced itself through his throbbing cock. He threw his head back and let out a low grunt, filling Courtney's pussy with many spurts of his dense, virile seed. Each one sent shivers of intense pleasure up his repeatedly shaking body; it was a powerful release that made him gasp and groan.
About halfway through this copious ejaculation, the two women stopped kissing. Chelsea looked at the young man with a broad smile, feeling her heart swell with affection. She loved the sight of her handsome son, as he was getting the relief that he very clearly needed.
Sure, this time around it wasn't inside her own Auntiely pussy, but that was totally fine. She knew that the horny boy enjoyed this fortuitous opportunity to get it on with another one of his Auntie's mature, gorgeous friends.
"Ooh, that's my boy!" she cheered him as he finished.
"Great job, Jay! You did so well. I'm sure Courtney has enjoyed herself a lot there, didn't you, hon?"
"Y-yes," the brown-haired woman said, still quite dazed. "I, uh, I didn't expect... Fuck, I don't even know what I expected..."
Chelsea let out a giggle, then gave her friend a saucy peck on the cheek.
"It doesn't matter! What matters is that you and Jake had a good time," she said, flashing her a wide smile.
"Well, that, and of course the fact that you've helped keep my boy safe! Thank you, Courtney. I'm sure you'd be more than welcome if you want to, ahem, assist us in this manner again..."
"Totally!" the boy said with a cocky grin, retracting his spent cock.
"Ms. Richardson, I'd love to fuck you again soon!"
Courtney let out some nondescript, breathy sound. She straightened up slowly, and before long she sensed a trail of warm juices seeping out of her flooded pussy. She yelped and put a hand against her dripping slit, then looked sheepishly at her blonde friend.
"I... uh..." she stuttered. "I think I need to clean up..."
"Oh, but of course! Come, I'll help you out."
She blinked. "N-no need, I just need to go the bath--"
"Nonsense, hon! Believe me, I know it best how to clean Jake's, well, stuff," her friend said coyly. "Come on!... Courtney?"
Giving up eventually, the baffled woman scooted after her feisty friend. They both left the dining room and soon could be heard going up the stairs. On their way out, Jake followed the wonderful sight of Courtney's naked butt, grinning back when she briefly turned around and showed him a bashful smile.
He also thought he might've seen his Auntie shooting him a sultry wink. He wasn't sure; he was admittedly too distracted by the large, fleshy hemispheres of her friend's perky derriere.
Once those lusciously swaying hips disappeared, the teenage boy simply stood there, still naked, with his half-hard cock forming droplets of mixed bodily fluids at the tip of its chubby shaft. His wits, which had been held hostage by Courtney's banging hot body, were now returning to him and pointing to a peculiar observation.
"Huh, wait a minute," he thought aloud. "We've got a bathroom down here, too, so why did Auntie insist on taking Courtney upstairs?"
He got his answer shortly after, in the form of a distinct noise of creaking bed springs. Holding his breath and listening more closely, he eventually made out the soft, quiet sounds of hesitant moans and squeals. They gradually became louder and more enthusiastic, and soon he no longer had to strain his ears to hear them.
"Whoa! No way..."
A cheeky grin lit his youthful face.
At the same time, below the waist, he felt his manhood stir with newfound interest. His Auntie was evidently up to something very naughty with Courtney, and the inquisitive boy was eager to investigate.
He was certain that Auntie wouldn't mind. After all, he thought with a chuckle, she was doing it simply to protect him.