Craig Mitchell got up before the sun had risen over the horizon on the morning of his 18th birthday. He was giddy with excitement at the prospect of what lay in store on his special day. His heart was racing away at a mile a minute inside his chest, and his brow was drenched in sweat. Craig had never felt as nervous nor as excited as he was feeling at that very moment before in his life as he slowly got up out of bed and made his way down the long hallway towards his parentsâ closed bedroom door. He felt as though his cock was made from pure granite, incredibly hard and bulging out against his loose-fitting boxer shorts.
As a quarterback in his local high schoolâs championship-winning senior football team, Craig was one of the most popular, handsome guys in the entire school, with short wavy jet-black hair, a smooth, hardened face with a squared jaw, and deep piercing ocean-blue eyes. When the football team started winning big and things were going their best for him, Craig was practically swamped with girls wanting to go out with him or willing to do anything he wanted just to get in his good books. But Craig had stuck to the rules: blowjobs only til he turned 18. And this was the big day!
Standing just outside his parentsâ bedroom door, Craig could hear loud moaning and groaning coming through the thin wooden panel from just beyond. It didnât take much in the way of intelligence to guess what they were up to, and the thought of his Mom and Dad screwing like rabbits really got Craigâs blood boiling. Without an ounce of concern or hesitation, he opened the bedroom door and stepped into his parentsâ room, then closed the door behind him.
Just as heâd known they would be, Craigâs Dad was vigorously pounding his Momâs soaking wet pussy from behind with his long, fat tool. Craigâs father, whose name was Roger, rammed his huge dick into his wifeâs hairy cunt with everything he had, causing her to scream and holler at the top of her lungs without the slightest care for anyone or anything but her own sexual stimulation. Roger looked over at his son as Craig entered the room and gave his boy a smile and a thumbs-up, not easing up on the tempo of his thrusts for even an instant. He was a smart, attractive-looking 52-year-old stockbroker, with short-cropped black hair tinged with grey, clear hazel eyes, and a robust face that seemed slightly worn and tempered with age but still no less captivating than ever. Craig had inherited many traits from his father, including his looks and the size of his cock.
Craigâs Mom, Janet, was in a world of pure lustful bliss as her husbandâs big, bulging prick drove deep into her tight, constricting snatch, stretching her private opening to its limits and causing her to shudder with orgasmic delight as she came over and over again. She looked truly incredible for her 39 years, with long, billowing strawberry-blonde hair flying back away from her angelic face, which was twisted in pure lust as Roger brutally reamed her from the behind with his twitching cock-shaft. Janetâs emerald-green eyes were glowing with inner fire, her mouth sagging open and her crimson-red lips sparkling in the light of a nearby lamp. But it was her body that really enthralled Craig. She was the perfect example of a sexy, mature woman, with a firm, voluptuous body that seemed to have been perfectly sculptured for sex. With full D-cup hooters tipped with large, pale pink bullet-shaped nipples, a smooth sensuous stomach with a sexy little âinnieâ navel, long slim legs, a round meaty arse, and a bald little cunt, Craigâs mother sure was any straight, red-blooded maleâs notion of a hot babe, thatâs for damn sure.
âFucking Christ, fuck my cunt you big-dick bastard!â Janet screamed at the top of her lungs as she rove her arse back against Roger when he drove into her tight hole, trying to get as much of his cock as deep into her snatch as possible. She looked up at her son Craig, but didnât actually register his presence, she was on such a sexual high. âGive me your cum, big boy! Shoot your jism deep inside me, you son of a bitch, fill my womb with your warm, sticky seed.â
Craig moaned and quickly yanked down his boxer shorts so he could take hold of his own cock. His prick felt as though it was on fire and felt as hard as a rock; Craigâs arousal was so intense it was slightly painful to bear, his huge, cum-heavy balls throbbing slightly as his semen built up inside. He moved into position in front of his own motherâs face and shoved his man-meat up against Janetâs lips. Instinctively, Janet opened her mouth, allowing her son to slide his cock deep down the back of her throat. Craig pushed his aching schlong into his Momâs willing, suctioning mouth until the head of his cock was rubbing against the back of her throat and his nut-sacs were rubbing up against her chin. Janet ran her tongue up the underside of her sonâs twitching cock-shaft, then licked and slurped his bulging balls, making sure to drool and slobber all over his pulsating groin. She was going crazy as her squeezing cunt was being ploughed by her husbandâs piercing penis and she was being face-fucked by her stud of a son.
âOh Jesus, thatâs it you fucking whore! Iâm cumming, you bitch! God youâre tight!â Roger roared as he finally lost control and orgasmed, flooding his wifeâs twat with his jism. Janet came at the same time, her body shuddering with the intensity of her climax as her pussy-juices poured out of her gaping, well-fucked cunt.
Craig was loosing control at around the same time, unable to hold back his own climax for very long as his very own mother gave him the blowjob of a lifetime. He looked down at his Mom and let out an almost painful groan of pleasure. Janet was the picture of debauchery with her sonâs prick jammed all the way down her throat, her eyes bulging in their sockets as she tried to breathe around his thick, meaty fuck-pole. She sucked on his throbbing prick with the strength of an industrial vacuum-cleaner, squeezing and massaging Craigâs ball-sacs with her right hand while ramming a couple of fingers into her cum-filled pussy-crack with her left hand.
âFucking hell, Iâm cumming!â Craig bellowed as he shot two long, thick spurts of sticky white jism down his motherâs throat, then pulled out of her mouth and blasted ribbon after long, thick ribbon over Janetâs pretty face. Splashing her gorgeous face all over with love-gunk really put the icing on the cake â it was the perfect ending to a raw, dirty, unwholesome act of incestuous lust. Craig had just gotten one grade-A blowjob from his cock-hungry Mom while she in turn was being pounded up her tight little cunt by her husband, yet he knew that this was nothing but the beginning of his adventures for the day.
It was a time-honoured tradition for every member of the Mitchell family; once a Mitchell turned 18, they were introduced to the world of fucking by every available member of the opposite sex that was also of legal age. Craig could hardly believe his luck â he lived in the most ideal part of the country, basically in the centre surrounded by a number of female members of the Mitchell clan. A number of family-members were making the trip out to see Craig on his special day, and to help give him his âspecial presentâ.