Next Morning -
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Ben stirred awake to a warm, insistent sensation pulling him from sleep.
His eyes fluttered open, and the sight before him was pure heaven: Sandra and Natalie, his mom and aunt, kneeling between his legs, their mouths devoted to his morning wood.
Sandra had his heavy balls in her mouth, tongue laving the sensitive skin, sucking gently while Natalie worked the shaft, her lips sealed around the thick head, bobbing slowly with wet slurps.
They rotated seamlessly—Natalie dipping low to tongue his sack next, then Sandra taking over the cock, deepthroating him with practiced ease.
As Ben fully roused, groaning softly, Sandra noticed and pulled off with a slick pop, strings of saliva bridging her lips to his glistening tip.
''Good morning, baby,'' she purred, stroking him lazily while Natalie continued sucking, her cheeks hollowing with each pull.
Natalie glanced up, releasing him briefly.
''Morning, nephew,'' she murmured huskily before diving back in, her tongue swirling around the underside.
Ben propped himself on his elbows, watching the erotic display.
''This is the best wake-up ever.''
Sandra chuckled, leaning in to kiss his thigh.
''You're leaving tomorrow with Grandpa Max for that summer trip, and Gwen's tagging along. We won't get to do this for weeks... maybe months. So today? The whole damn day is for fucking. Non-stop.''
She winked, her hand pumping his base. ''You think you can handle us, stud?''
Ben grinned, already thrusting lightly into Natalie's mouth.
''Hell yeah, Mom. Bring it on.''
He tangled his fingers in Sandra's blonde hair, guiding her down to join Natalie.
The two women shared his cock eagerly, tongues dueling over the length, lips meeting in sloppy kisses around the head.
The pressure built fast from their combined assault.
Ben's hips bucked, and he came with a guttural moan, the first thick spurt flooding Natalie's mouth.
Her cheeks bulged as she swallowed greedily, but she pulled off mid-release, the rest arcing onto Sandra's waiting tongue.
Sandra latched on immediately, sucking down every drop without spilling a bit, her throat working visibly as she hummed in delight.
Sated for the moment, they disentangled and rose, bodies flushed and ready for more.
''Breakfast time,'' Sandra announced, slipping on a thin robe that did little to hide her curves.
Natalie followed suit, her own robe hanging open teasingly.
In the kitchen, as Sandra bent over the counter to prep eggs and toast, Ben couldn't resist.
He stepped up behind her, hiking up the robe and sliding his still-hard cock into her dripping pussy from behind.
She gasped, gripping the edge of the counter, but kept stirring.
''Yes, just like that... fuck me while I cook.''
Ben gripped her hips, thrusting steadily, the slap of skin echoing as her walls clenched around him.
Natalie, meanwhile, perched on a stool nearby, phone to her ear chatting with Gwen about vacation details.
But her free hand guided Ben's cock to her mouth during a lull in his pounding of Sandra, sucking him deep while multitasking.
When Gwen asked about the muffled sounds, Natalie popped off casually.
''Just eating some ice cream—it's melting fast.''
She winked at Ben before resuming, her lips stretching around his girth.
The front door clicked open soon after—Gwen was back from Emily's house down the street, backpack slung over her shoulder.
''Hey everyone! Plans are shaping up,'' she called, oblivious as she joined them at the table for breakfast.
They settled in, plates steaming with food.
Gwen and Natalie dove into conversation about the trip logistics, while under the tablecloth, Sandra's hand wrapped around Ben's throbbing cock, jerking him off with firm, twisting strokes.
Ben retaliated by slipping his fingers between her thighs, rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles, dipping into her soaked folds.
She bit her lip to stifle moans, her free hand steadying her fork.
Ben's balls tightened, release imminent.
Sandra caught his eye and nodded subtly to Natalie, who 'accidentally' knocked her spoon to the floor.
''Oops, sorry! Let me grab that.''
She ducked under the table, zeroing in on Ben's lap.
Her mouth engulfed him instantly, hot and wet, as he gripped her hair and forced her down, fucking her face in short, urgent pumps.
''Swallow it all, Aunt Nat,'' he whispered.
She did, throat convulsing as he unloaded, her mouth bulging with the hot flood before she gulped it down.
Natalie emerged with the spoon, a stray dribble of cum glistening on her lip and cheek.
Gwen tilted her head. ''What was that white stuff on your face?''
Natalie wiped it casually with her thumb, sucking it clean.
''Nothing, just some yogurt from breakfast. Sloppy eater today.''
Sandra jumped in smoothly, steering the talk.
''So, Gwen, excited for the vacation with Gramps? Ben can be a handful—promise you'll keep an eye on him for me?''
Gwen laughed, oblivious.
''Oh, definitely, Aunt Sandra. I've got tons of plans, but since Ben's coming, I'll make sure this idiot doesn't get into too much trouble. It'll be fun!''
Sandra smiled warmly, her foot teasing Ben's calf under the table.
"Thanks, sweetie. Take good care of him.''
Breakfast wrapped up, and Gwen bounced off again to Emily's for more plotting, leaving the house blissfully empty.
The moment the door shut, Ben pounced.
He bent Sandra over the dining table, plunging into her pussy with a single thrust, the plates rattling as he railed her hard.
Natalie stripped and climbed atop, grinding her clit against Sandra's back while kissing Ben fiercely.
They migrated relentlessly: On the couch, Ben sat with Natalie riding him reverse cowgirl, her ass bouncing as Sandra straddled his face, pussy grinding against his tongue.
In the bathroom, steam from the shower mixed with their moans—Ben pressing Natalie against the tiled wall, fucking her standing while Sandra fingered herself watching, then joining to lick Natalie's clit mid-thrust.
By the living room wall, Sandra braced her hands against it, legs spread as Ben hammered her from behind, Natalie kneeling to suck his balls and her folds.
On Sandra's exercise ball, they bounced in tandem—Natalie on Ben's cock, rolling with the motion, while Sandra perched nearby, fingers in her own pussy until Ben pulled her in for a spitroast.
Back in the bedroom, positions blurred into a haze of flesh: Missionary with Sandra, her legs pinned wide; doggy with Natalie, ass rippling from impacts; side-by-side, alternating thrusts between their clenching holes.
Ben came inside them over and over—flooding Sandra's womb first, then Natalie's, pulling out to paint their insides white, only to dive back in.
Their pussies leaked steadily, sheets and floors slick with cum and squirt.
Evening light filtered through the windows, but they were still entangled on the floor, bodies a sweaty, heaving mess.
Ben delivered a final, brutal thrust into Sandra, her pussy spasming as she collapsed forward, screaming through another orgasm.
Natalie lay beside her, body twitching uncontrollably, aftershocks from endless climaxes making her squirt in weak pulses, thighs quivering.
Ben pulled out, stroking himself to finish—ropes of cum splattering across their prone forms, streaking breasts, bellies, and faces. Sandra and Natalie panted raggedly, expressions twisted in utter bliss: eyes crossed, tongues lolling, cheeks flushed like broken hentai sluts, utterly spent and satisfied.
Exhaustion hit Ben too.
He slumped onto the couch, chugging water from a bottle before grabbing his phone to order pizza—cooking was out of the question with them wrecked.
''You two look... done,'' he chuckled breathlessly.
As the sun dipped lower, urgency kicked in—Gwen would be home soon.
They dragged their aching bodies to clean: Wiping surfaces, changing sheets, freshening up with quick showers.
The evidence of their debauchery vanished just in time.
Dinner arrived, and they ate casually at the table, Gwen chattering about her day upon return.
But Ben's mind wandered. After she headed to her room for the night, he slipped into Sandra's first.
She was already dozy, but spread her legs invitingly.
He fucked her missionary-style, slow and deep, her pussy tender but welcoming.
A few solid rounds later—cumming inside once, then on her tits—she curled up purring.
Next, Natalie's room.
She greeted him with a lazy smile, pulling him into bed for spooning sex, his cock sliding into her from behind.
Her moans were softer, body sensitive; he thrust gently at first, building to a quicker pace until he filled her again.
They shared a tender kiss before he withdrew, leaving her drifting off.
Finally, Ben showered off the day's grime, the hot water soothing his sore muscles, then crawled into his own bed. Sleep came easy, body humming with contentment, tomorrow's adventure looming—but today had been perfection.
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