MOM WTF Part 3 [Finale]

 

Alan knew there was no avoiding it. How could he deny it when he saw his two delicate hands, decorated with long nails and a wedding ring, unbuttoning the fly down of a man he'd known as his father till today. Alan and his mother both knew the truth, but to the rest of the world, he was Maria, a 38-year-old mother of two and Kyle's wife, and it was their anniversary.

Kyle's pants were pushed down, revealing a stiff bulge beneath his jock shorts. Alan was surprised when he pulled down the waistband of Kyle's underpants and a 7 inch hard on sprung up. There he stood, face to face with his father's long, hard dick, now his spouse. Kyle was excited, so Alan gently grabbed the cock in front of him and began stroking it up and down.

Alan didn't know how to do a blowjob exactly, but he'd seen enough porn to think he knew what it was like. He tried to avoid scraping his teeth across his father's member as much as possible, but the way his father twitched told him when he had made a mistake. At first, he thought he was doing a decent job lubricating his tongue and gauging his father's moans and hands, which combed over Alan's blonde hair as he bobbed his head up and down. Alan's jaw felt painful after a few minutes, and he realised he wasn't feeling good. When Alan scraped his teeth across Kyle's head again, Kyle gently pulled him away.

"Sweetie, sweetie, please stop  "Is there some problem?" The question came from Kyle. The question caught Alan off guard, and he wasn't sure how to respond.

No way! "Just experimenting!" he claimed. Of course, the second half was a fabrication.

"Well, it's definitely unique," Kyle stated.

"Didn't you like it ?" Alan  pouted.
"I did it, of course!" But… As long as that's the night's theme, I've got something fresh as well." With a smile on his face and his brows bouncing, he said.

"Can you tell me what you were thinking?" Alan  inquired, his voice trembling.

Alan knelt between his knees while Kyle sat up. Aaln 's hands were taken by Kyle, who assisted him in standing. "Get up and turn around." Softly, he said.

Alan got to his feet and whirled around 180 degrees.  Alan had no idea what was going to happen next, just that things were about to become heated. In his chest, he could feel his heart throbbing. Kyle's powerful hand suddenly took his hips and guided him down onto his father's cock, firmly yet softly. As the seven-inch cock entered her vagina, Alan gave forth an instinctive, obviously feminine moan. He sat there stunned for a time, but then he began to jump up and down and grind his hips, and suddenly he was thrusting up and down on his father's rod.

Alan was helped by the physical pleasure he was having in putting the truth of what was happening out of his thoughts. Each time it went in, it hurt a bit, but as it came out, his body wanted to put it back in. He soon found himself having sex in the same manner he would as a male, but this was different. The ecstasy radiated throughout his entire body. His breasts bounced wildly, a sensation that was initially unsettling but gradually became second nature as he bounced.

Throughout the evening, Alan and Kyle fucked in a variety of positions, and as the night progressed, Alan found it increasingly difficult to contain his moans of feminine delight. He soon experienced his first female orgasm, followed by his second and third. The night ended with the two of them sweating excessively in one other's arms. Alan could feel the warm semen leaking out from between John's legs as he fell asleep. He stood up and went to the restroom to clean himself. He saw his mother in the mirror, with wild sex hair, naked breasts, and a bright red ass from his father spanking him in the act, causing him to yelp. He glared in the mirror, reminding himself that it was his reflection, not his mother's.

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