Chapter 4: Resolution
Vicki was out the back watering her roses when out of the blue Archie walks in.
“Archie, honey… it so great to see you” she exclaimed, as she ran towards him . He looks at her with a look of disgust and anger all rolled into one.
“What the hell is going on?” he snaps.
Vicki stops in shock, the watering can slipping from her hand. “Archie! Don’t talk to me that way” she exclaims, her hand going to her chest as she tries to steady her racing heart.
“Fine… whatever, Mum. What the fuck is going on with you and Lachlan?” Archie demands, his voice laced with anger and disbelief.
Vicki’s eyes widen in shock.
“What are you talking about?” she stammers, her mind racing to catch up.
Archie’s voice is laced with disgust. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. The neighbours have told me the way you two sneak off together. You think I’m stupid?”
Vicki’s heart is pounding in her chest, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and fears. “Archie, it’s not what you think,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.
Archie’s eyes narrow. ”So it is true, Jesus mom he’s my age , I can’t believe this.” Archie spits out, his words like poison.
Vicki's eyes brim with tears, her heart breaking at the disgust in her son's voice. “Archie, it's not what it looks like. I-I didn't plan for this to happen. It just did.”
Archie scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. “Un-fucking-believable. You’re not even trying to deny it, are you? You’re fucking him, aren’t you? Jesus Christ, Mom!” His voice rises, his anger palpable.
"You're fucking my best friend, Mom! The guy I grew up with. The guy who used to come to our house for dinner. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Vicki flinches, her tears flowing freely now. "Archie, please, it's not like that. It just happened. We didn't plan it. We can't help how we feel."
Archie's face contorts with disgust. "You're fucking pathetic, Mom. You're a desperate, pathetic, fucking mess” he storms out, gets in his car and peels off .
Vicki stands there frozen, her hands covering her mouth in shock, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't believe the words that came out of her son's mouth. She felt a part of her heart breaking as he drove away.
She walks back into the house, tears still streaming down her face. She doesn't know what to do, what to say, or how to fix this. She just knows that she can't let this break her. She can't let this take away the happiness she's finally found.
She takes out her phone and quickly calls Lachlan .
"Lachlan, it's Vicki. Archie just showed up. He knows everything."
Lachlan’s voice is immediate and concerned, "I'm on my way. Are you okay?"
"I’m fine honey, but in case he comes back, it’s probably not a good idea if he finds you here"
"You’re probably right, Vicki. I'm so sorry. But how on gods earth did he find out?"
Lachlan's voice was laced with concern and disbelief. "I thought we were being so careful."
"I don't know, Lachlan. Someone must have seen us together and told him…I never wanted to hurt him. Or you. We just clicked, you know? It wasn't planned." Vicki's voice was thick with tears. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Her son had been her rock, her confidant. And now, he hated her. The thought of it broke her heart.
"Oh shit" Lachlan sighed. “I know who told him”
“Who?” Vicki asked
“It was mom, she was acting really strange the other night, she was asking me all theses strange questions about my old friends from football, and if I still see any of them and then she was like messaging with someone on Facebook all night, which I’m now guess was Archie .”
Vicki gasped, her mind racing. “Your mom was talking to Archie? But why would she do that?”
“I don’t know, Vicki. She’s been weird since the divorce, you know that. Maybe she’s jealous or something, I don’t know. But I’m sorry, I never thought she would do something like this.”
Vicki felt a pang of guilt in her chest. She knew Lachlan’s mom had never been fond of her, but she never thought she would go so far as to sabotage their relationship.
“It’s okay, Lachlan. It’s not your fault.
It’s mine.” Lachlan said, his voice laced with frustration and a hint of determination. “I’ll talk to her. I’ll make her understand that this is real, and that we deserve a chance.”
“ No, I will … you just concentrate on repairing your relationship with Archie, that’s what important, I’m not going anywhere. Tears still streamed down Vicki’s face, but she managed a small nod. “Okay. But promise me your not going anywhere”
“I know. I promise, we’ll figure this out. For now, let’s just focus on sorting out this mess . I’ll give Archie some space, and when he’s ready, we can talk. Okay?" Lachlan said, his voice soothing and reassuring.
"Okay," Vicki whispered, wiping away the remaining tears on her cheeks. “Thankyou Lachlan”
"That’s okay, I’ll call you later”
Lachlan hung up, he couldn’t believe what his stepmother had done and why she would do that, was she jealous?
Did she feel threatened? Or was it just plain and simply spite.
Whatever the reason, he couldn’t let this come between him and Vicki. He had to fix this.
Lachlan had a quick shower, threw on some clean clothes and headed over to his stepmother’s house. He needed to talk to Jenny, and he needed to do it now.
He knocked on the door, and Jenny answered, upon seeing him her face changed to one of anger.
"Lachlan, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
"We need to talk, mom," Lachlan said, his voice firm but calm.
“About what exactly” she replied
"It's about Vicki and Archie Groves."
Jenny's eyes widened in surprise. "I-I don't know what you're talking about, Lachlan," she stammered.
Lachlan stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "Cut the shit, mom. I know you told Archie about me and Vicki."
Jenny's face paled, and she wrung her hands nervously.
"I-I wasn't trying to hurt anyone, Lachlan. I just thought Archie should know the truth."
Lachlan's voice dropped to a low growl, his eyes flashing with anger. "The truth? The truth is that I'm in love with Vicki, and she's in love with me. We're happy, and you had no right to interfere."
Jenny's eyes welled up with tears. "But what about me Lachlan ? Don't I matter? Don't I deserve to be happy too?"
Lachlan's voice softened, seeing his stepmother's genuine distress. "Of course you do, Mom. But this isn't the way to do it. You can't sabotage other people's happiness just because you're not getting what you want."
Jenny sniffled, wiping away her tears. "I know. I'm sorry, Lachlan. I just... I saw how happy you both were, and it made me think, that you were going to leave me for her. I never been the jealous type, but that terrified me . I have loved you since the adoption , and since your father left You have been my whole world. It was then that I realised, it had been staring me in the face,…My own stepson, the boy I've raised since he was a child, is in love with a woman my own age. A woman I've known for years, a woman who was once my friend.
I've never been the jealous type, but the thought of you with Vicki riles something inside me. Something primal and dark. I can't stand the thought of you together, of you inside her. It's not right. It's not fair. I should be the one with you, not her.
I've tried to ignore it, to push it down deep inside me, but it's no use” tears flowed down Jenny’s cheeks as Lachlan just stood there, completely stunned by what he had just heard. “Jesus, mom. What the fuck?” he exclaimed, completely taken aback by what she had said, and is he started to process it, it started to make some sense .
“Lachie, please. I know this is messed up, but I can't help how I feel. I love you, son. I've always loved you. And I can't stand the thought of you with her. I need you to choose me, Lachlan. I need you to be mine.”
Lachlan stared at her, his mind swirling with a million thoughts and emotions. He felt a mix of, anger, confusion and arousal. How could his own stepmother feel this way? How could she want him like this?
How could she, his stepmother, have these feelings for him? Lachlan’s mind reeled with these thoughts. He’d always known she was attracted to him. Hell, she’d given him plenty of signals over the years. But this? This was something else entirely.
Jenny watched him, her eyes filled with desperation and lust. "Talk to me Lachlan, tell me what you are feeling honey . Tell me how much you love me," she pleaded, her voice trembling.
Lachlan's brow furrowed, his mind still trying to process what she had just confessed. "Mom, I... I can't do this. I can't be with you like this. It's wrong, and you know it."
Jenny's voice turned to a whimper. "But why? Why can't you see that we are meant to be together? We've always been meant to be together, Lachlan.
Ever since I adopted you and I bought you home, I knew there was something special between us." Jenny's voice was a desperate plea, her eyes filled with unshed tears.
Lachlan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Mom, I'm so sorry, but I can't do this. I can't be with you in that way. It's not right."
Jenny's eyes narrowed, and she took a step closer to him. "Why not? Because I'm your stepmother? Because society says it's wrong? Fuck society, Lachlan. This is about us.
There's nothing else in the world right now. Nothing else that matters.” Jenny said, her voice heavy with desire and desperation.
She reached out, her hand touching his chest, her fingers trailing down his abs, and finally moving to his belt. Lachlan stood frozen, his body and mind warring against each other.
“Mom… Jenny… we can’t. This isn’t right.” he said, his voice a ragged whisper.
Jenny's eyes narrowed, and she took another step closer, her hand now on his belt, slowly unbuckling it. “Don’t be such a prude, Lachie.
You know you want this as much as I do,” Jenny cooed, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down, along with his boxers, to reveal his already rock-hard and enormous cock. Her eyes widened “Look at you, all ready for your mommy.”
Lachlan’s breath hitched, a mix of shock, arousal, and confusion warring within him. He knew this was wrong, so fucking wrong, but the sight of Jenny’s hand wrapping around his cock, her fingers barely able to meet, was driving him wild.
“Take your clothes off mom
,” he found himself saying, his voice hoarse with desire.
Jenny complied, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly undressed. She was beautiful, her body was much fuller than Vicki, with large, round breasts that sagged a little and she had a slight mummy tummy with large, dark and distended nipples. Her skin was porcelain white
and her pubic hair was trimmed into a neat triangle.
Lachlan watched as she slipped her dress over her head, revealing her naked body to him. He felt a pang of guilt, even as his own body responded to the sight of her. He couldn't believe he was about to do this, but the sight of Jenny's body, so eager and desperate for him, was driving him wild.
"Mom, we can't do this. I love Vicki," Lachlan said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jenny stepped closer to him, her hand reaching out to touch his chest.
“Shh, baby. I know you do. But I know you love me too. And I need you to let go, to give in to what we both want.”
Lachlan's mind was a swirl of conflicting thoughts and emotions, but his body didn't seem to care. His cock was rock hard, throbbing with need.
He took one final long look at Jenny’s body , his eyes tracing the curves of her hips, the softness of her breasts, the dark triangle of hair between her legs.“Fuck, Mom,” he whispered, his voice a ragged growl. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.” Jenny’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips at his words. She reached out, both her hands wrapping around his horse sized cock, stroking him slowly. Lachlan groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily at her touch.
He gently pushed her back on to the couch as she spread her legs wider, inviting him in. He knelt between her legs, his cock standing proud and tall, his balls heavy and low.
Lachlan looked up at her, meeting her gaze as he leaned in, his tongue finding her clit and circling it slowly. Jenny moaned, her hips bucking against his face as he licked and sucked, his tongue flicking against her sensitive bud.
"Oh, Lachie, right there. Don't stop, please don't stop," she begged, her fingers tangling in his hair.
"I've wanted this for so long, Lachlan. Please give it to me."
Lachlan looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust and desire. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but the sight of Jenny's body spread out before him, her legs parted and her pussy glistening with arousal, was too much for him to resist. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, and he knew there was no going back now. Her pussy was different to Vicki’s, where Vicki’s had tiny lips and what could only be described as a very pretty pussy, Jenny’s lips were large, fat and perfectly symmetrical, just as a mothers pussy should look.
He slipped a finger inside her, groaning at the feel of her tight, wet heat. "Fuck, Mom, you're so hot and wet.
I can't believe how tight you are," Lachlan growled, his voice thick with desire as he thrust his finger in and out of her, curling it slightly to hit her G-spot.
Jenny cried out, her hips moving in time with his fingers, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Lachlan, please. I need you inside me. I need to feel your cock filling me up."
Lachlan groaned, the sound of her begging driving him wild. He withdrew his fingers, and positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with desire. He looked into her eyes, his voice a deep growl. Without losing eye contact he pushed the head of his cock against her fat, engorged pussy lips , slowly pushing in, spreading her open.
Jenny gasped, her eyes rolling back as he filled her, inch by slow inch.
She was so fucking tight. Tighter than Vicki, than any woman he'd ever been with. And she was so fucking wet, her juices coating his cock, making it easier to slide in deeper.
“Oh, fuck, Mom,” he groaned, his hips moving slowly, allowing her to adjust to his size.
He watched her face, saw the mix of pleasure and pain as he filled her completely. “Shit, you’re so tight, so fucking hot.”
Jenny moaned, her eyes glazed with desire and pain. “Fuck, honey, you’re absolutely huge. I can feel every inch of you.”
He began to move, slowly at first, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet heat. “Fuck, Mom, you feel so good. So fucking good.”
Jenny's nails dug into his back, her hips rose to meet his thrusts. “More, Lachlan.
Fuck me harder, baby. Show me what that big dick of yours can do,” Jenny begged, her voice ragged with desire and need.
Lachlan growled, his hips picking up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with more force. He could feel her tightening around him, her pussy gripping him like a vice, her juices running down his balls and onto the couch. He could feel the head of his cock hitting her cervix with each thrust, and the sensation was fucking incredible.
Jenny only groaned as he continued to pick up pace, her enormous tits bouncing with the force of his thrusts.
"Fuck, Mom, you're so goddamn tight. I'm not gonna last much longer," Lachlan grunted, his hips slamming into hers with increasing force.
"Then Cum inside me, Lachie. Fill me up with your hot cum," Jenny begged, her voice a desperate plea as her orgasm began to build. “We’ve got the rest of our lives to do this again”
Lachlan leaned forward, his hands gripping her large, soft tits as he continued to pound into her. He could feel her pussy clamping down on his cock, her orgasm ripping through her.
He grunted, feeling his own release building.
"Fuck, Mom, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fill you with my cum," he growled, his hips slamming into her with all his strength.
Jenny scream out his name, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. She could feel Lachlan's cock throbbing inside her, and then he was cumming, filling her pussy with his hot, thick load. “I love you Lachie” she cried out, as she felt rope after rope of his cum coat her insides, making her feel complete.
He collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her breasts like a pillow as she stroked his hair lovingly . This was the one thing she had always wanted, to have him completely, to be his and only his. She knew that he loved her and that was enough for her.
“I love you too, Mom” he whispered, smelling her hair. She felt content, for the first time in forever, she felt complete.
“You should go home, honey,” she said, after a while, not wanting to let him go, but knowing he had to.
“I will, in a bit,” he mumbled, his voice already laced with sleep. As the minutes passed he began nursing on her nipples, his tongue circling the large, dark areolas. The sensation sent shivers down Jenny's spine, and she felt her body responding to his touch. His hands, meanwhile, began to wander, one moving to her belly, the other tracing the line of her thigh.
“Lachie, you shouldn't stay so long,” Jenny whispered, her voice unable to disguise the growing desire in her tone.
“Do you really want me to go Mom,” Lachlan asked, his hand now tracing the inner seam of her thigh.
“of course I don’t honey
” Jenny replied, her voice breathy, as she felt the familiar ache of desire beginning to build in her again.
“Then let me stay,” Lachlan said, his voice low and husky with need. “Let me make you feel good again.”
Jenny bit her lip, her senses swimming with desire. She wanted him to stay, wanted to feel his hands and mouth on her body. But she knew they couldn’t keep doing this, knew it was wrong, knew it could never go anywhere.
“This isn’t right Lachlan… we can’t keep doing this,” Jenny said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Despite her words, her body was betraying her, her nipples already hardening under her son’s touch.
“Suck my cock mom,” Lachie whispered “I want you to so much .”
Jenny hesitated for a moment, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and desires. She knew she shouldn’t, but her body was craving him, craving his touch, his taste. “Fuck,” she whispered, her resolve crumbling. She reached out, her hand wrapping around his cock, still slick with her juices. She began to stroke him slowly, her eyes never leaving his.
Lachlan groaned, his hips moving in time with her hand. “That’s it, Mom. Stroke me. Make me hard for you again.”
Jenny bit her lip, her breath coming in short gasps.
She leaned down, her tongue tracing the length of his cock, her fingers wrapping around the base. She opened her mouth, taking the head of his cock between her lips. Lachlan groaned, his hips bucking slightly.
"Fuck, Mom, that feels so good," he murmured, his fingers tangling in her hair.
Jenny moaned around his cock, her head bobbing up and down, taking him deeper with each pass. She swirled her tongue around the head, sucking tightly as she pulled back. “It’s been so long since I’ve sucked a cock ,” she admitted, her voice filled with longing. “Your dad wasn’t much for oral. He liked his women passive, not eager.”
Lachlan watched her, his chest heaving as he panted, his cock throbbing in her mouth. “You look like you know what you’re doing,” he managed to say, his voice thick with arousal.
Jenny moaned around his cock, her hand wrapping around the base, stroking him in time with her mouth. She pushed him deeper, until he hit the back of her throat, and she gagged slightly, pulling back and gasping for air.
"Sorry, baby. You're just so big," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust, and then she took him in again, this time taking him all the way to the hilt.
Lachlan groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as she sucked him deeper. "Fuck, Mom, that feels so good. You're such a good little cock sucker."
Jenny moaned in response, her head bobbing up and down, her mouth slurping and sucking on his cock.
She could taste herself on him, her own arousal and desire, and it only served to drive her wilder. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she worked his length, her fingers gripping his shaft tightly.
Lachlan watched her, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his hips thrusting slightly as she took him deeper into her throat. "Fuck, Mom, that feels so fucking good. You're a natural at this, you know that?" he groaned, his voice thick with lust. Jenny hummed in response, her eyes watering slightly as she took him deeper, her nose pressed against his pubic hair.
She eventually released his cock from her mouth and said “just one more time baby and you’ll have to gohome, okay?”
Lachlan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as he watched her.
“Good,” Jenny said, a wicked grin on her face. She knelt down on the couch, her knees spread wide, her ass in the air. “I want you to fuck me doggy style this time. I want to feel you fuck me hard,” Jenny said, her voice thick with lust.
Lachlan groaned, feeling his cock twitch at her words. He positioned himself behind her, his cock throbbing and ready. She was already practically dripping with desire, her juices coating her thighs and running down her legs. He couldn't wait to bury himself inside her again.
"You want this big cock inside you, don't you, Mom?" Lachlan growled, his voice husky with desire. He slapped her ass, hard, leaving a red handprint on her soft flesh.
"Yes, baby. I want it. I want you to fuck me hard," Jenny begged, her voice ragged with need.
Lachlan grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he guided his cock to her entrance. He slipped the head in, feeling her tightness grip him immediately.
She was even tighter in this position, and he groaned at the sensation. He pushed forward, burying himself deeper, his fingers gripping her hips tighter. “Oh shit honey” she moaned as she felt him slip back inside her, He felt her nails dig into the couch, her knuckles going white with the force of her grip.
"Fuck, Mom, you're so tight like this," Lachlan growled, pulling out slightly before slamming back in, his hips snapping forward. ”fuck!” She cried out “fuck mommy baby , it’s so big, so fucking huge inside me like this” Lachlan just kept slamming into her, his hips moving quickly, his cock filling her completely with every thrust. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her juices soaking them both, the sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room.
Her pendulous tits swayed with each brutal thrust, her moans and grunts matching his own.
“Oh God, Lachie. Yes, fuck me like that. Fill that pussy with your big cock,” Jenny moaned, her voice raw with pleasure.
Lachlan grunted, his body drenched in sweat, his muscles taut as he pistoned in and out of her, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust.
“Fuck, Mom, you’re so tight like this. I love how you squeeze my cock,” Lachlan growled, his voice laced with animalistic lust.
“Feels so good, baby.
Your cock is so fucking huge,” Jenny pants, her voice ragged with lust and desperation. “Fuck me harder, Lachie. Make me yours.”
Lachlan complies, his hips snapping forward with savage force, his cock hammering into her pussy with a wet, slapping sound. Jenny’s tits swing wildly with each brutal thrust, her moans and grunts filling the room. She reaches back, her fingers digging into his thighs as she urges him on.
“That’s right, baby. Give it to me. You’re going nowhere tonight, except my bedroom and down my throat.” Jenny commanded, her voice laced with raw desire and dominance. She never talked to him like this, like she was his mother. She was demanding, hungry, and he was drinking it up like a goddamn alcoholic.
Lachlan grabbed her hips and yanked her back, slamming his cock deep into her cunt, making her scream with pleasure and pain. “Fuck, Mom, you like that?” he growled, feeling her muscles clamp down around him. He pulled her back against him, their bodies joined as one, his hips snapping forward, his cock plundering her.
"Mom, you're fucking mine. Every inch of you is mine. Say it."
Jenny panted, her body on fire with lust and desire. "I'm yours, Lachie. Every part of me is yours. Take me, baby. Fuck me like you own me."
Lachlan growled, his cock swelling inside her. I can feel every inch of you gripping me. You're mine, Mom. All mine."
He reached forward , grabbing her huge tits before he pulled her back towards him , making her ass rub against his cock.
“Fuck, Mom. You have the tits of a goddamn milf,” he groaned, squeezing them hard before squeezing them.
Jenny moaned, the sting of his hand on her tits driving her wild.
"Harder, baby. Play those big tits," she begged, her voice a desperate plea.
Lachlan complied, and Jenny moaned, her pussy clamping down on his cock, her juices dripping down her thighs.
He liked down at her huge ass and did something a little naughty, he stuck thumb in his mouth before he slowly put it up Jenny’s asshole making her gasp.
“Fuck, Lachie, that’s so dirty,” Jenny moaned, her pussy clenching around his cock as he began to finger fuck her ass. “I’ve never done that before” she admitted, her voice thick with desire.
“You like it though, don’t you, Mom?” Lachlan growled, his cock throbbing inside her pussy as he added another finger, stretching her tight little hole.
“Yes, baby…I like it,” Jenny whimpered, her body writhing against him as he began to move both his cock and his fingers in sync.
The thought of fucking her up the ass drove him beyond the point of no return . He couldn't hold back any longer. “I’m gonna cum, Mom,” he grunted, his hips picking up pace, slamming into her harder and faster.
“Cum in my mouth baby,” Jenny begged, her own orgasm building rapidly.
Lachlan couldn't take it anymore. He pulled his cock from her pussy and his fingers from her ass as she swung around to face him, leaving her ass up in the air. She was a vision of desire, her tits swaying, her pussy glistening with their combined juices.
“Fuck, Mom, you look so hot like that,” Lachlan growled, his cock throbbing with need. “Open your mouth and suck my cock, Mom. I want to cum in your mouth.”
Jenny eagerly complied, her lips parting to take him in. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending shivers down his spine.
He watched as she took him deep into her throat, her lips meeting his groin. She began to bob her head up and down, her tongue swirling around the shaft as she sucked.
"Fuck, Mom, here it comes ," Lachlan moaned, his hands gripping her hair. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening, his cock pulsing. Jenny took him deeper, her throat opening to accept him fully. She hummed in approval, the vibration traveling through his cock and pushing him closer to the edge.
"That's it, Lachie. Fill my mouth with your hot cum," Jenny coaxed, her eyes watering as she took him deeper still.
Lachlan's restraint finally snapped, and he surged forward with a primal urgency, his hips thrusting with a force that sent Jenny's head bobbing back. His cock, rigid and throbbing, found its way into her mouth, and he let out a guttural groan as he began to release. His body tensed, and he gripped her hair tightly, his fingers tangling in the soft strands as he held her in place. Jenny's throat worked rhythmically, her eyes watering slightly as she swallowed every last drop, her body relaxing as she felt him empty himself into her.
He pulled out, his cock slick with her saliva and his cum, and it was then that he saw the look in her eyes. It was a look of pure possessiveness, of raw, primal desire.
"I want your cock up my ass, Lachlan," she said, her voice raspy with need. "I want to feel you fill me completely."
Lachlan's cock twitched at her words, already semihard again. She stood up, kissed him passionately before taking old if his cock and leading him upstairs to her bedroom. Lachlan followed like a puppy, his cock hard again, ready for more. He couldn't believe what was happening, but his body wasn't complaining. Not one bit.
Jenny bent over her bed, her ass out, her back arched slightly. "Fuck me in the ass, Lachie. I want your big cock in my ass."
Lachlan groaned, his cock throbbing with need. He grabbed a bottle of lube from her nightstand and poured some onto his fingers. He then stepped up behind her, his knees slightly apart, and slid his lubed-up finger into her ass.
Jenny moaned, pushing back against him.
"Yes, baby, that's it. Get me ready for that huge cock of yours."
Lachlan groaned, adding a second finger, scissoring them inside her to stretch her tight ring of muscle. He was mesmerized by the sight of her ass, the way her pale skin contrasted with the dark hair between her cheeks, and the way her hole stretched around his fingers.
"Fuck, Mom, you're so fucking tight back here. I'm not gonna lie, this is gonna feel like fucking heaven," Lachlan said, his voice thick with lust.
Jenny looked back at him, her eyes glazed with desire.
"You’re gonna have to take it slow, Lachie. I’ve never done this before."
Lachlan smiled, his cock already rock hard again. "Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll make sure it feels good for you." He rubbed the head against her asshole, teasing her. "Relax, Mom. Just breathe and push out a little."
Jenny did as she was told, and Lachlan slowly began to push in, his cock stretching her tight hole. Jenny grunted, her hands gripping the sheets.
"Fuck, Lachie, you're so big. It's fucking tight."
Lachlan paused, giving her time to adjust to the intrusion. "You okay, Mom? You want me to stop?"
Jenny shook her head, her breath coming in short gasps. "No, baby. I want you. All of you. Just go slow, okay?"
Lachlan nodded, his heart pounding with anticipation as he began to push forward again, inch by torturous inch. He watched as his cock disappeared into her, the sight making him even harder than he thought possible.
"Fuck, Mom, look at that.
Your ass is swallowing my cock whole," Lachlan groaned as he finally bottomed out, his balls against her ass cheeks. He gripped her hips firmly, his thumb caressing the dimples above her ass.
"Shit, baby, you're so fucking deep. It hurts, but it feels so good," Jenny whispered, her voice a mix of pain and ecstasy. She took a deep breath and pushed back against him, taking him even deeper.
Lachlan's eyes rolled back, the sensation of her tight heat enveloping his cock driving him wild. "You're so fucking tight, Mom.
I'm not gonna last long like this." Lachlan's voice was a low growl, his chest heaving with each breath. He pulled out slightly before pushing back in, his hips moving slowly, a rhythm that allowed Jenny to adjust to his size.
"Fuck, Lachie, you feel so big. I'm not gonna lie, it hurts like a bitch, but shit, it feels so fucking good too," Jenny moaned, her knuckles white from gripping the sheets.
Lachlan's hand moved to Jenny's back, running up and down her spine, soothing her as he continued to move inside her.
"That's it, Mom. Just breathe and let me do the work."
He began to pick up his pace, his cock sliding in and out of her tight ass with a wet, sucking sound. Jenny moaned, her body relaxing into his touch as the initial burn began to subside, replaced by a deep, aching pleasure.
"Oh, God, Lachie. That feels so good," she moaned, her hips moving in time with his thrusts.
Lachlan's eyes were locked onto the point of contact, where his body met hers with a primal rhythm. Each thrust sent his cock disappearing into her, the sight of her taking him in this way igniting a fire within him that threatened to consume him. The sight of her back arched, her body tensing and relaxing in time with his movements, was a symphony of raw, unadulterated pleasure. The air was thick with the scent of their combined arousal, a heady perfume that filled his nostrils and sent his senses reeling. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a primal drumbeat that echoed through his mind, driving him ever closer to the edge.
Her ass was so fucking tight, gripping his cock like a velvet vice, each thrust sending bolts of pleasure straight to his core. He could feel every inch of her, inside and out, her warmth enveloping him completely.
"Fuck, Mom, you feel so good. Your ass is so fucking tight," Lachlan groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock slamming into her with increasing force.
Jenny moaned, her body trembling with each thrust. "Yes, baby, give it to me. Fuck my ass hard. Make me yours," she begged, her voice a desperate plea mixed with ecstasy.
Lachlan obliged, his hips moving faster, his cock pistoning in and out of her ass with relentless ferocity. The room filled with the sound of their flesh slapping together, mixed with their moans and grunts of pleasure. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, intoxicating and primal.
"Fuck, Mom, I'm close," Lachlan grunted, his body slick with sweat, his muscles taut as he pounded into her.
"Cum in me, Lachie. Fill my ass with your hot cum," Jenny begged, her voice ragged with desire.