Congratulations
Son gets engaged and Mom will do everything to end it.
A/N: This is part of a longer story which does mean it is a slow burner but I hope you enjoy.

~ooOoo~

Chapter 1 - Congratulations

"I want you Noah..." Lisa leaned slightly forwards enticingly. Noah turned back to her and let his eyes run up and down her nude body. Lisa was a small, tight package. She had developed well and now, at eighteen, stood at 5'4". Noah's schoolmate had grown a set of B cups, and had some curve to her ass. That combined with her lithe body and pretty eyes made her attractive in Noah's eyes.

She was funny and sweet too, beneath the hard shell she'd stuck too religiously when they were younger, all of which had pushed him over the edge when she'd finally asked him out a year ago. In the time since, they'd turned eighteen and settled into a proper relationship that he was pretty happy in. That was before the big change. The ring and the engagement. It felt like a change and he was a bit scared of it all if he were being honest, but as she stood in front of him, he couldn't think why.

She was beautiful.

It was definitely a victory then to have her as his fiancée. To have fucked her. To have cum on her face and glasses. Something Noah could be proud of.

"Come here then." He finally replied. Lisa approached Noah and leaned in for a kiss. He reciprocated and wrapped his arm around her waist to bring her closer. Lisa's hard nipples pressed against Noah's chest, and she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Noah explored her mouth but quickly slid his hands down to grope Lisa's ass cheeks. They sat comfortably in his hands, and felt good. Noah knew that they needed to get ready and leave but he was horny and intent on fucking.

~oOo~

"I fucking hate her." Savannah stared up at the ceiling as she spoke.

"Ungh."

"I mean, it's not just me right, she's such a little bitch." She added, shifting her body slightly on the large king sized bed.

"Ungh."

"Tim, are you even listening-"

"Ahh, fuck... fuck!"

Savannah tilted her head down and, looking through her cleavage, could see Tim hunched over. Cumming into a tissue.

"Ugh, are you kidding me! You haven't heard a fucking word I've said have you?" Tim had his eyes closed and his mouth open, and didn't respond. Savannah honestly couldn't believe this was the man she was married to. The dark-haired woman waited a moment before pushing again.

"Well?" Finally, with the secondary prompt, Tim focussed himself again and addressed Savannah.

"Something about Victoria's daughter right?" He asked as he discarded the soiled tissue. Savannah sneered at her partner.

"Eat me out." Tim didn't hesitate before angling himself. The man positioned his body such that he could get his tongue as deep into Savannah's pussy as possible.

Tim looked up to her, waiting until Savannah nodded her head before he began pleasuring her. Tim didn't know how to use his tongue but it was long, and that meant that Savannah would still enjoy it a little when he used it on her pussy.

"She came over yesterday with the worst story I've ever heard. Said that she'd been assigned an escort mission and wanted some advice from Noah." Savannah scoffed. "Advice, are you kidding me?"

She ran a slender hand through her silky hair haughtily, and cast her gaze to the door.

"That bitch is so desperate."

"I think she just really likes Noah, honey." Savannah snapped her head back to Tim, staring down at him angrily.

"Keep going."

Tim leaned back down and began running his tongue against his wife's clit. The small bud was totally hidden but Tim was attempting to coax it out.

"She's not right for him." Savannah returned to her thoughts. Tim paused to take a breath and tried to settle her.

"Lisa's a sweet girl." Savannah's lay fully back, enjoying the feel of the pillows underneath her. The mother cast her eyes back on the door to the master bedroom.

"She's not good enough... not for Noah."

~oOo~

Lisa brushed her hair back gingerly, already fully dressed. Noah was still throwing on a red t-shirt when she asked.

"Are you coming to the lake later?"

"Yeah, of course. Everyone's still coming, right?" He questioned back.

"I think so," Lisa confirmed. "No emergencies have popped up or anything."

"Then, yeah." Noah quickly scanned the ground for his missing shoe. It seemed like in the rush of getting some private time with his fiancée, he'd misplaced it.

"Yeah." Lisa repeated, as Noah caught her loving gaze. "I'm excited. I wonder how people will react to us."

She laughed slightly. Noah reached under his bed and found the missing article. He returned Lisa's laugh as he laced his shoes.

"They'll love it. Alina especially. She's always wanted us to get together."

"Yeah... together." Lisa sighed her words dreamily, and though Noah wasn't looking, he could tell that she was staring at him again. They'd kept their relationship pretty private for the last year and only their parents really had some inkling based on how often they were at each other's houses. Tonight would be the first night they officially told people and it was going to be a big announcement with the engagement.

"You're too cute, Lisa."

~oOo~

"Honey, have you seen my coat?" Tim asked as he wandered into the master bedroom. He wasn't looking up, as he was fiddling with his cloak. Savannah pulled away from the dresser mirror and quickly looked around the room.

"It's not here, did you check by the boiler?"

Tim didn't respond but Savannah knew that he was heading there. She sighed as he left the room. Savannah really didn't know what Tim was thinking sometimes. He was so childish and would miss or forget the most simple of things. The woman sighed before returning to her position in front of the mirror and checking her makeup again.

"God, I'm hot." Savannah took in her pretty face. She had large, pale blue eyes, a slim nose, and plump lips. Her hair was shorter than when she was young but it maintained its silky feel and the deep dark shade looked as great as always. Savannah was aware that her face had matured but it had changed for the better. She was prettier than she had ever been and wasn't ashamed to say it.

Her body had altered too. As a teen, Savannah had a decent shape. She had large breasts but carried them oddly, and without confidence. She had a flat stomach which was great but it was heavily muscled from all the track running, and she had a small curve to her ass which looked okay. But as she grew older, had Noah, and began to look after herself more, Savannah's body became insane.

The pale-eyed woman stood to look at herself fully, turning to either side, to fully appreciate her luscious figure.

Her already large breasts grew to massive F cups, yet still defied gravity despite all the odds and hung as they'd done in her twenties. Her stomach lost its overly muscled look after retiring from running and Savannah simply maintained the perfect flatness she liked. Finally, her lower half filled out and, as Savannah took to regular gym sessions and squats, the dark haired beauty crafted a thick, juicy ass that stuck out almost obscenely from her slim frame.

Savannah didn't think it was egotistical to say that she was basically the ideal woman. She'd never seen anyone in recent years that she thought looked anywhere near as attractive as her. It was almost unfair really, when Savannah thought about it, that all those other girls younger than her couldn't even compare to her perfect body.

"Savannah, it's not here!" She sighed heavily and stopped admiring her shape, sparing one last look at her dress.

"I'm coming."

Savannah slipped on her black earrings, grabbed her black clutch and went off to help her hopeless husband.

~oOo~

Noah sighed to himself as he showered. The hot water warmed his tight muscles and relaxed him. He'd always found he could think best in the shower. It was without distractions and despite the watery fog, his mind remained clear. Having already washed up, Noah was just letting his body soak, and his thoughts wander. The young man felt his lips widen into a smirk as he remembered Lisa's actions before she left.

The blonde had always thought his schoolmate liked him a little, but it was a surprise the extent her feelings went. Lisa had been asking him to hang out more and more and then finally asked him out when they finished their exams. Noah wasn't sure if he felt the same way but he'd accepted and he had fun with Lisa on their first date the way they always did. After that, well he was caught up in the whirlwind of it all. Noah opened his eyes and glanced down at his soft dick.

The sex didn't hurt either.

Noah smirked to himself. The day so far had been pretty great, excluding the limitation of his time with Lisa, and the lake was only going to be better. If he could sneak away, he'd fuck Lisa again and quench his unfinished hunger. The idea of doing so while hiding from their families sounded pretty exciting. As Noah ended his thought, he felt his cock twitch lightly and he knew that he needed to leave the relaxing shower now if he wanted to make it to the party in time. Noah quickly stepped out and towelled dry before choosing his clothes. A pair of black jeans, with a dark shirt, and grey boots. He fixed his hair and left his headband in the drawer.

~oOo~

"Noah, baby...?" Savannah bit her lip as she reached the door to his room. She was in her tight dress and wanted to get Noah's opinion before they left. He would definitely appreciate her display, and imagining all the scenarios that could play out made Savannah warm. "Come on, we're going to be late."

The mature mom smoothed her dress as she waited for a reply. She was eager to see his reaction. Savannah stood for a full four seconds until she decided it was acceptable to walk in. After all, something could be wrong, if he hadn't replied to her yet. She had to enter to make sure he was safe.

"Noah, I'm coming in." Savannah was ready to catch a half dressed Noah but instead entered an empty room. Her eyes scanned across the slightly messy room before settling on the vacant bed. The distinct smell of cum lingered in the air. "Noah's already gone, Tim, hurry up."

~oOo~

Tim slowed his pace as they approached the lake front property. He glanced down at his clothes and wiped some loose fibres off. After all, he needed to look his best for tonight. Tim strolled slowly through the large blue metal gates that were wedged open. The size wasn't particularly useful at stopping trouble but their presence acted as a deterrent. Not many places had such domineering walls.

Tim focussed his mind, feeling himself getting distracted again. The speech. He needed to focus on his speech. Tim wondered what he'd say. He wanted to be casual, and make his point off the cuff, but as the time neared, he thought that he would have appreciated some notes or guidelines. The inner lawn was large and subtly decorated with flower arrangements and large oak trees. The front door of the house seemed to be crafted of oak too. Tim shook his head. The speech.

The doorbell rang and Tim was by how quickly the door swung open. He lost his train of thought totally when he was suddenly face to face with Derek. The stern man was uncharacteristically bright and smiled at Tim while offering his hand.

"Timooo, it's a pleasure to see you againnn."

"Derek, good to see you too." Tim shook the man's hand and smiled back widely. Derek laughed and then his eyes shifted to Tim's left.

"We've been waiting for you to arrive. Al wanted to discuss some very important things with you." Derek did not look back at Tim as he spoke and Tim, unsure how to react, decided a simple nod would do. Suddenly, Derek's gaze snapped back and the older man leaned in to Tim. His eyes steeled seriously.

"He wants to know if you can beat him at drinking a bottle down!" Tim recoiled at Derek's loudness and took a step back as the grey-haired old man burst out with laughter.

"Ah, well, thank you for letting me know, Derek. I'll make sure to speak to Albert soon." Derek's gaze softened and a goofy smile appeared on his face. And then, just as quickly as he'd answered the door, Derek spun around and vanished into the large house. Tim looked down at his hand, finally free of the man's grip, and then smirked. The old man was finally learning to relax.

"He's drunk." Tim realised abruptly that Savannah was to his left, when she spoke up. "Really drunk."

"Yeah," Tim agreed, looking at Savannah, "Isn't it awesome?"

~oOo~

Savannah pulled the door shut behind her and immediately began to scout the room out for her friends. Tim was still grinning over his interactions with Derek and it brought out a frown in the dark-haired woman. She honestly thought her husband was blind. Tim hadn't put any effort into his own outfit, with his chunky shirt and disproportionately small coat, for such a big occasion, and didn't even make any comments about Savannah's stunning get up.

Then, when they had been at the door, Derek was so obviously intoxicated. His face was a bright red, he stank and he was only half dressed. There was even a bottle half tucked in his pocket. Yet, Tim hadn't noticed anything. The moron hadn't even realised that the old man was staring perversely at his wife's tits. No, Derek was gaping blatantly, running his eyes hungrily over Savannah's tight form and voluptuous curves, and Tim didn't even notice.

So, Savannah was determined to move away from him as soon as she could.

"Go find your friends, I've got to speak to Kendra."

"Okay, I'll message you." With that reply, Tim vanished into the crowd, and Savannah found herself free. She smiled, pulling out her phone and typing out a quick text.

Are you at the party yet?

Savannah slipped her phone away and headed towards the nearest drink, which was available at a small side table located in the corner of the room. She grabbed a glass of wine and leaned herself against the wall. Savannah's pale eyes scanned the room and quickly discerned that she knew no one in this particular crowd.

That made sense, it was the first room and likely filled with those who weren't really all that close to the main invitees. Her phone buzzed inside Savannah's black clutch and she quickly finished the rest of the glass before looking at the response.

Yes, babe. Me and Tom got here a few minutes ago. Are you here? X

Yeah. Tim's gone to speak to Albert. Where are you?

I'm by the pool. Just come through the front room and then you'll see it. It's impossible to miss me x

Savannah smirked lightly, the stern expression on her face finally lifting. She glanced down at her own outfit and laughed inwardly.

~oOo~

"Hey, motherfucker! About time you got here!" Bruce shouted loudly the instant Noah entered the room.

"Ah, Noah, how you doing man?" Felix added as the duo approached the entrant.

"Hey guys, yeah, I got held up at home." Noah explained. He was hoping to get a few drinks into his system before he was caught by his friends.

"Held up doing what?" Denki walked over, probably from the noise Bruce had made, holding a glass of champagne in his hands.

"Just cleaning up my room really." Noah elaborated before angling his body towards the drinks table. "Is that champagne?" Denki stepped back, opening up the tight circle that had formed around Noah.

"Yes, you should get a glass before it's all gone."

Noah nodded and quickly took the opportunity to move away from the crowd. Picking up an extra glass Noah figured he'd drink faster to make up for lost time. He knocked one back and reached for a third glass before leaning up against the wall. It wasn't long before Noah found his eyes fixated on someone.

His mom, Savannah. Noah could see her through the glass door pane. She was surrounded by her usual group of attractive friends and Noah found himself staring. Savannah was mostly hidden, but her silky dark hair was easily recognisable despite the crowd in-between them.

Savannah was speaking to Weston's mom, Nina, along with Victoria Petrov, Lisa's mom. From his angle Noah could see that Victoria had opted for a black sundress, loose flowing but tastefully short. The light beamed through the thin fabric and showed off the lithe frame underneath it. Noah honestly thought it was a shame that Mrs. P wasn't more risque with her dress sense. Ever since he had hit puberty, the young blonde had known that Victoria was pretty but he had a hunch about her body that he wouldn't mind confirming. A more daring outfit here would have helped with that for sure. Weston's mom was still wrapped up, with a grey summer dress, and the permanent scowl on her face was out in full force.

Savannah was the prettiest of them all though. She had large, doe eyes, a pointed nose, and plump lips that were coated in purple lipstick. She had luscious dark hair that contrasted her incredibly fair skin, which looked almost angelic, while her pale irises complimented her skin tone. Weston's mom seemed to be mid rant and moved for emphasis, revealing all of Savannah behind her. And Savannah was dressed to kill.

Noah's mom was wearing a tight, dark purple dress. It had a low, scooped neckline that showed off a large amount of her delicious cleavage, while maintaining decency. The taut material clung to Savannah's curvy body, stretching obscenely at her massive breasts, cinching around her small waist and then flaring again to accommodate her wide hips and rounded ass. The fabric ran down some of her thigh before it stopped, highlighting Savannah's ass even further. Her slim legs ran long and smooth down to her feet. Those were encased in black strappy heels that were a few inches high.

The added height lifted Noah's mom a few inches and she was closer to his length now. The young teen could feel his body reacting and lifted his eyes from Savannah's figure to stop himself. Noah's gaze landed on her face and he allowed himself one more moment to appreciate Savannah's pretty face.

"Noah! Hey, you're here!" A familiar voice called out to him and the young man found himself forced away from the sexy view, back to his gaggle of friends. His fiancée. Lisa, gripped Noah by the arm and dragged him quickly back to the group. With the light music playing in the house as the only cover, the Petrov heir began the conversation.

"So," She looked at Noah for a second, a warm smile on her face, "Noah and I have an announcement to make."

~oOo~

Savannah had to admit, Kendra was brave. The blonde woman who had called her over to the pool was wearing a tiny black bikini that poorly constrained her large breasts and ass. And paired it only with a silky sarong and small sandals.

To say that she was exposing a bit too much skin at the home was understating it.

It was funny all the same, especially when Kendra's husband Tom approached her. The poor man was obviously not on Kendra's level and had meekly tried to pull her away from the pool. The droplets of water falling over Kendra's skin sexily were too much even for him. But Kendra had refused, she just about put her sarong back on and sent Tom away, murmuring to Savannah about how frustrating her husband could be. Even now, Kendra was openly talking to Nina about Tom's lack of enthusiasm in bed, though her conversation seemed to spark something in Nina who was showing her agitation with her husband, Phil.

"Savannah, what do you think?"

"Well, I mean, Tom was always a little plain, wasn't he?"

"Yeah, but he used to be much more open when we were alone."

"Maybe you should talk to him?" Victoria offered.

"Maybe? I don't know, he's become so much more reserved. He never tries to be spontaneous with me, and I'm..." Kendra looked around and then stepped closer. "My pussy is on fire all the time."

The last, whispered line was a surprise for the group, who collectively recoiled. Savannah held back a smirk, as she received confirmation that Kendra was being extra showy because of the lack of attention she was getting.
"Kendra! The kids are around!" Nina harshly whispered back, her head turning side to side.

"What are you girls talking about?" Tim appeared suddenly behind Savannah.

"Nothing, Tim." Savannah quickly dismissed, not turning to face her husband.

"Ah," Tim laughed, "Well, I think we're heading to the main hall." Savannah resisted a groan and settled for a sigh. The dark haired beauty addressed her friends once more.

"Let's go."

~oOo~

Savannah didn't like the main hall. It was much too cramped with all the people inside but she knew she had to be there. Noah and all his friends were here somewhere. Savannah zoned out as Albert, the host, as he began to introduce Tim to the front, and didn't bother watching her husband begin his speech. She was looking for a very different blonde.

Noah was often the centre of a large crowd, always the star. Savannah loved that about him. Noah was a confident, handsome young man that attracted people from every walk of life to him. As she began to wander in search of him, Kendra stayed with her. Savannah didn't bother explaining what she was doing, Kendra knew already. Savannah knew that was why Kendra was tagging along in the first place.

"Oh, I think that's him." Kendra whispered into Savannah's ear. Savannah followed Kendra's line of sight and her gaze landed on Noah. He was in the middle of familiar faces. All his friends from the academy days. His core group of friends, the sons and daughters of many of Savannah's athlete & track friends. There was a slight gap between Noah and the rest though, as was usual. Savannah's son just stood out. Noah was handsome, with his sweeping blonde hair, deep blue eyes and strong jaw. He was taller than his father, around 5'11" and was filled out with lean, but strong muscle.

"Damn, Noah looks hot as fuck." Savannah spun her head to Kendra and shot her a glare.

"That's my son, Kendra." The pretty blonde took a moment and then smirked.

"I know..." She leaned in, placing a hand on Savannah's back and whispered into her ear. "And you care just as little as I do..."

"You little slut..." Savannah whispered back harshly, eager to use worse words. Kendra didn't seem to mind and instead licked her plump lips softly then winked.

~oOo~

"Let's go tell your parents!" Noah hesitated at that.

"Umm, yeah..." Lisa was excited, having received the endorsement of all of their friends, and it was clearly pushing her confidence up. She took his hand and began hurrying through the crowd. Savannah came into view and Noah dug his heels in a little.

"Maybe, just put it lightly...?" He suggested, only to be met by a quizzical expression.

"Why? I've known your parents for years... They're going to be so happy for us!" Lisa obviously felt sure of her position but Noah knew that she was wrong.

His mom didn't like Lisa. Frankly, Savannah didn't like many of Noah's friends but Lisa in particular rubbed her the wrong way. His usually amicable mom had never directly said anything but there was always a scowl or a slight directed at Lisa. There was a vibe that Savannah didn't like her. He wasn't sure how his mom might react to news that his fiancée was the girl she so disliked.

"Come on...!" Lisa laughed and Noah gave in. What was the worst that could happen? They scythed through the remaining crowd and found Savannah standing with Tim. Noah's parents turned to him and suddenly it felt like they were the only people in the packed room. Lisa nudged him and he tore his gaze away from his mom's scrutinising face. She was staring directly at the couple's clasped hands.

"Mom, Dad... We have a little announcement..." Noah smiled as best as he could and tried to find the words. How could he word it to prevent the worst case scenario?

"We're engaged!" Noah cursed inwardly as she blurted it out. Lisa meanwhile squeezed herself against him, smiling excitedly, and then planted a kiss at his cheek. His mom's stare turned vacant, and fell on Noah, searching for an answer from him. Thankfully, before he felt obligated to say something, Tim came to his rescue.

"Congratulations!"

~oOo~

"Congratulations!"

Tim's idiotically joyous tone caused Savannah's temper to flare even more.

"I always knew you kids would get there in the end! Only took you 18 years!" Tim laughed and gave both of them a big hug. Savannah continued to stare at Noah. She couldn't understand her son's decision. How could he choose Lisa? Didn't he know that he could do so much better?

"Mom, you okay...?" Of course she wasn't.

"Yes, baby, I'm just surprised... I mean, you... and Lisa?" Savannah couldn't hide her feelings as she questioned the pairing. Noah seemed to pick up on it, looking at her the entire time.

"Yeah..." Noah laughed awkwardly. "It just sort of happened..."

"Well that's just how these things are!" Tim laughed boisterously and Savannah found her jaw clenching. Her handsome, charming son had fallen victim to a mediocre bitch like Lisa.

"We just finally realised that we wanted this one night... right Noah?" The spectacled girl nudged Noah and he agreed.

"It was a shock to me too..." Noah grinned a little, and the words gave Savannah an idea. Kendra had been right in her approach tonight, showing off how much she had to offer. Conversely, Savannah had been too cautious.

"I suppose that's natural..." She spoke, grabbing both of their attention, and then crossed her arms, pushing her huge breasts up and exposing an obscene amount of cleavage. "It's normal for a man..."

Lisa was smiling, looking at Savannah's face, but Noah was drowning in her tits.

"To realise what he can have, and to take it." Savannah leaned forwards as she finished, and Noah seemed to catch himself, pulling away to pretend he hadn't been looking. Savannah smirked smugly.

"Well, my baby can have anything that he wants..." Noah hadn't fallen for Lisa at all. No, she was just the one to make a move. "And I guess what he wants is you..."

"Thanks Mom..." Noah smiled with relief as Savannah began to close the gap between them. With Lisa still holding his hand, the mom wrapped her arms around her son and pressed her lush, curvy body against him. Their bodies melded together, Noah's free hand immediately taking her by the small of her back, close to her big ass, and they squeezed together. The smell of his masculine cologne tickled her nose and she could feel his strong, wide back in her hands, as they embraced for a long time.

With her heels on, she was able to put her head in the crook of his neck and she stared at Lisa as the time went on. The girl looked back, a little confused, but Tim soon distracted her allowing Savannah to turn and brush her full lips against Noah's ear.

She whispered breathily into his ear, stroking his back softly.

"Congratulations baby..."

~oOo~

Noah stumbled slightly as they arrived back at the house. The champagne had quickly piled up, especially after Lisa's announcement to his parents, and he was drunk.

"Welllhmm... aioooooojnn..." Just ahead of him, Tim swayed dangerously, speaking to himself largely in slurred speech. It had been a longer night than expected since his mom had refused to leave. She'd only come to Noah and said they were leaving once Lisa had gone. It wasn't a coincidence to Noah. It seemed like Savannah didn't want him going home with Lisa.

Usually, that wouldn't be an issue but he was drunk and had been regularly fucking his new fiancée for the past few days. He was on edge.

"Baby..." His mom called out to him. Tim unlocked the door and vanished inside before Noah turned to his intoxicated mom. She was standing still, probably trying to stop her head spinning, and didn't realise that her dress was offset. One strap had slipped off of her shoulder and the cups of her bra were exposed, the black frills looking good in contrast with her brilliantly white skin.

"You okay Mom?" Noah tore his gaze from her smooth curves and closed the gap between them.

"I just need a hand..." Savannah laid a hand on his chest as he stood in front of her, and Noah naturally placed his hands around her tiny waist. She looked up at him, seeming less drunk than he'd thought and then she instructed him.

"Get behind me, I don't want to fall." She hadn't said anything about his hands, and so Noah did as she asked but gripped her slim waist again. He tried to ignore the curve of her back and the fact her fat, juicy ass was inches from his groin. They walked in silence, and Noah tried to focus his thoughts elsewhere but they defaulted back every time to the thick, firm basketballs that bounced so close to his hardening cock.

Entering the house, Noah locked the door. Tim was nowhere to be seen, probably already in bed, so the mom and son tackled the stairs together.

"Hold me tight here..." Savannah's voice had a quality he hadn't heard before, which he attributed to the alcohol. It obviously had an effect on her because she didn't even notice that, as they took each step, Noah's face was almost rubbing against her jiggling asscheeks. Hopefully, she wouldn't realise his dick was fully hard now and scraping annoyingly against his jeans.

Noah varied his thoughts to Lisa's tight body and the delicious ass he had by his face and knew that, the moment he could, he would be jacking off his swollen dick.

~oOo~

"Urghh..." Noah groaned, his head throbbing slightly from the night before. His eyes slowly opened and the ceiling of his bedroom revealed itself. He'd made it back home. That was good.

"Hmm..." A silky voice moaned below his head, and Noah's eyes widened. It wasn't Lisa's voice.

"Hm-" He stifled a gasp, knowing it would be a huge problem, by pressing his right hand over his mouth. A distinct taste struck him and, as he took a deep breath, he realised his fingers were coated in something. Noah further noticed that he was naked, except for his boxers and even they were hiked up awkwardly at one thigh.

The blonde took a second to calm himself, closing his eyes and dropping his head. He'd been in this situation and it was possible that it would be one of his female friends sleeping over at his. He usually slept without clothes and sharing a bed with a friend wasn't the end of the world. Lisa would surely understand. Of course, that didn't eliminate the possibility that something more had occurred but Noah's initial panic faded.

Taking a calming breath, he raised his head again and found his mom lying to his right.

Fuck.

His dark blues widened, his pupils dilating as the scene burned itself into his mind. Savannah was lying on her side, wearing the same dress from last night only crumpled high up her full thighs, and her small right hand resting on his upper right thigh. The panic returned with a vengeance. Savannah's mammoth tits were squished against his arm, his dick was out, and her delicate fingers were almost touching his semi-hard shaft. Plus, there was cum on her hand.

"Fuckkkk..." He let slip.

"Baby...?" Savannah awoke and Noah froze. How was he supposed to explain what had happened? He had no idea himself and her incredibly curvy, soft body laying besides him stopped his brain from working on that problem.

"Morning Mom." He tried awkwardly, as Savannah blinked awake and began absorbing the scene.

"Oh..." Her head, with slightly mussed hair, panned down her body and then his. She noticeably paused at his crotch.

"Yeah..." Noah looked sheepishly at his gorgeous mom. At the very least, she wasn't freaking out. She remained fairly still in his bed and only really moved to take a quick glance at his thankfully closed door. Savannah was usually good at being rational and was comfortable with sexuality. Still, he wasn't sure how she'd react to this. Hell, he didn't even know how to react.

Savannah tried to raise herself from his chest, placing a hand on his abs to do so, and the physical contact had his exposed cock inflating despite the tension of their situation.

"Shit, sorry...!" He apologised, finally realising that he needed to cover up, before reaching down to cover his exposed length. Noah tugged his boxers down though, with his size, he wasn't able to hide all of it.

"It's okay baby..." His mom spoke softly and coolly, sounding as mature as ever. "We were drunk last night. Obviously, you helped me into bed and then we umm... got carried away..."

"Fuck... that's... I don't know to be honest Mom, I can't remember..." He admitted, trying not to look at her curvy body and failing miserably. He couldn't find the strength to move away from her either.

"Well," Her silky hair swished as Savannah looked around the room. From behind, Noah's eyes drank in her slender back and her massive tits which were visible as she sat up fully. "I think it's fair to say that we at least fooled around a little."

Noah noticed she was looking directly at his hardened cum on her hand, her perfectly manicured fingers connecting to feel it. It was surreal and he was barely able to think straight as she turned back to him, her gorgeous face over her small shoulder.

"It's not a big deal baby... It was dark and we probably didn't even know who we were in bed with..."

"..." Noah wasn't convinced of that but he needed to let the situation end. The last thing he wanted was to draw out the awkwardness as his cock swelled around her incredible body. The teen had always known of course, been acutely aware of the fact that his mom was a bombshell that drew the eye of everyone around them. He'd grown used to it and only ever saw her as his young, pretty mother. Now though, he wasn't able to think of anything but filthy, depraved acts her body would be perfect for.

Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

They both glanced at his phone buzzing beside the bed with a recognizable face on the screen. Lisa was calling him.

"She doesn't need to know." Savannah's words stole Noah's attention back. His stunning mom shuffled forwards leaving the bed fully and he watched in awe as her fat, perfectly rounded ass showed itself. The firm peach jutted out in the dress which was still high up her thighs, effortlessly taking his focus. Noah subconsciously wrapped his hand around his clothed cock rather than looking away. Her cheeks were so plump and, with the way they kissed, he could only imagine how perfect the holes they masked were. No doubt, his spell-binding mom would have a tight, well looked after cunt and an asshole to match.

Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

"Fuck... Fuck."

Savannah stood at the end of the bed for a moment and Noah finally tore his gaze away.

"I... err... I need to get this." He forced out with a dry mouth having gulped numerous times while wrapped up in Savannah's voluptuous body. The brief flashes he had of walking her in last night were incomparable to seeing her curves in all their glory but the guilt hitting him was immense.

"She's your new fiancée. How do you think she'll react when you tell her that you spent the night with me?"

"I wasn't-"

"What do you think she'll say when you tell her you had your incredible fingers inside me?" Noah gulped again, his mind going back to that taste on his hand. It was fucking delicious.

"Is that what happened?"

"The signs are all there baby." She turned to him again finally, her head glancing obviously at the cum stains around his crotch. "I jerked off your big dick and you fingered my tight pussy until we came all over each other..."

Noah found his mouth salivating again at the lewd language. His mom has always been cool around him but this was new. The way her absurd body pushed her tight, fitted dress out commanded his gaze and the blonde felt unable to say anything more, her filthy mouth leaving him with only the all consuming desire to remember the previous night.

"I don't want your Dad knowing either so if we just keep it between us then, we move on with no harm done." She locked eyes with him, her large, striking, lilac eyes demanding his attention.

"Uh... yeah..." He nodded, finally rising from the bed to sit against the large headboard. "This was just a crazy drunk thing..." Noah reiterated, convincing himself with the same assuredness that Savannah's voice held.

"I'm going to go take a shower now." She excused herself as she moved towards his door and the insanity of the situation dawned a little on Noah. "Your Dad will be passed out until 12 at least but I don't want to risk him finding me with your cum on my hands." Savannah giggled attractively and Noah found himself laughing too. The absurdity called for it and as his phone began buzzing again, the blonde teen was glad to watch his hot mom disappear out of his room.

He steeled his nerves, glanced down at his half hard cock and then picked up his phone. Dropping his head onto the sex scented pillow with a smile on his face and his imagination picturing a mindblowing body with water dripping down it, he finally answered his fiancée.

"Hey Lisa..."

~oOo~

Noah watched as his hot mom strutted casually across his bedroom in a fluffy dressing gown. She often wore the item after she showered and he usually paid it little attention. Now, he was intoxicated by the way it rested on her, by the scent of her freshly washed body and her shampooed hair. That wasn't all that had changed. Savannah picked up her panties, a small black thong, and appraised them in the light. There was a clear contrast against the black with thick, white cum spattered along the gusset.

"Wow baby... I guess it wasn't enough for you to cum all over my bed and hand." She smirked attractively at him, her full pink lips curling temptingly, and Noah found himself engrossed instantly. Despite everything, he liked hearing her talk like this. He liked seeing her act like this. They'd always been close, with his mom talking about girls with him when he first started dating, then about safety and then about things like relationships. Since he'd turned eighteen, they'd even talked about sex. She was cool and usually they had a kind of telepathic connection he'd never had with his dad. Still, it was different now hearing her seem to bend that imperceptible line they'd adhered to until this morning.

"I don't know what happened Mom..."

"I think I can guess..." Savannah laughed softly, her huge tits bouncing mesmerizingly as she did. The fluffy white gown hung low at the neck and he found his first taste of her cleavage. Noah drank it in silently, aware that he was staring now but unable to look away. She was just so fucking hot. He'd always known that of course but somehow, he'd managed to gloss over it mostly before.

"Wow... you certainly grew well huh?" Savannah's compliment pulled him out of her deep cleavage and up to follow her gaze. Her beautiful eyes were looking at him the way he'd been looking at her, appraising his body.

"Err, yeah mom..." He replied cautiously. "I've been going to the gym a lot recently." He directed the conversation towards decency though secretly he hoped that she would be more naughty.

"I can tell." She didn't say more but they settled into a comfortable gaze, each looking over the other in a way they'd never done before. Noah found his initial panic entirely gone and his more carnal desires overriding any awkwardness he should have been feeling.

"Was it just your thong you came back for?" Savannah casually stuffed the cum-stained panties into her gown pocket.

"Just needed to check that everything was cleaned up. We don't want anyone finding out about our little... thing. Do we?" Her plump lips twisted and her tongue lagged as she spoke suggestively. Noah grit his own teeth at the words and he found his crotch waking again.

"I changed all the sheets and emptied the wastebasket." He explained, stepping from the bed to close the distance between them. "I put everything including our clothes into the laundry and grabbed a fresh set for myself." Noah ran a hand down his hard chest, showing her the snug white t-shirt and the grey sweatpants he had changed into, while stepping closer still.
"That's good, baby..." Savannah cooed softly, taking a step towards him to place a delicate palm on his broad shoulder. "You followed my instructions very well." Noah's body sizzled at her touch and he fought back the desire to take hold of her hand. He blinked heavily then, as if a haze had come away, he realised what he'd been thinking. He'd just gotten engaged and he was thinking about his milf mom's cock-waking body.

"I rang Lisa."

"Oh." Savannah's hand fell and she was suddenly dissatisfied.

"She got blackout drunk too and woke up at her mom's house." That visibly pleased her.

"What did you tell her happened?" Savannah closed the small gap between them and Noah could suddenly feel her heat on him. Her breath puffing against his face. "Did she ask?"

"I told her that I'd lost her at some point and my phone died."

"Did it?" Savannah almost purred and Noah forced himself to take a step back. She smelled incredible, a blend of lavender and something more spicy, which made it difficult for him to think straight.

"I had a bunch of missed calls from her but I didn't answer them. My phone's still on around fifteen percent..."

"Good, baby, good. What else...?"

~oOo~

Savannah was wet. And the shower had little to do with it. As she stood in Noah's bedroom, her hand stuffed into her pocket discreetly rubbing at the sticky cum blotted on her panties, and hearing about how her stud son had lied to his little bitch fiance for her, she was turned on. She should have done this as soon as he'd turned 18. The sight of his wide cock even deflated was so sexy and his leanly muscled body and manly musk were a powerful concoction to her senses. More than anything though, she loved knowing that she'd been right about it. Last night had been his engagement announcement but it was her who had his teasing her pussy and making her gush all over his bed. Her sweet, handsome son wanted her and he'd cast aside his whore fiancee without another thought if she told him to.

"Good, baby, good. What else...?"

"I told her that she probably got too excited about telling everyone and crashed out." Noah probably didn't realise he was smirking, his hot lips curled into a slightly cocky smirk that suited him so well. It made her even hotter and Savannah easily found her words to continue the sizzling conversation.

"Did you mention me?" Noah didn't reply, but from the way the thick bulge in his grey sweatpants twitched, she knew he enjoyed the question. "Did you tell her how your night went?"

"No..." He locked eyes with her, prompting Savannah to step forwards again. Now, their bodies were connected, her immaculate chest flattening against his hard pecs. "I said that I went back home and fell asleep on the couch." Noah's dark azure eyes shone, gleaming with a dark desire, one that Savannah was all too familiar with and she found herself smirking.

"Good." She placed her perfectly manicured fingers at the side of his neck and ran her thumb along his pronounced Adam's apple. "You did a great job covering everything up, baby... Now, no one has any idea what we were doing last night."

"Yeah Mom... now nothing-"

"Mpph..." Savannah interrupted him by rising to her tiptoes and planting her full lips against his. Their mouths melded together as a searing heat scorched her, the culmination of months of desire welling up inside her. "Mmff..."

"Hmmm..." Savannah stroked his jaw and his shoulder passionately as Noah settled into the kiss, wrapping his own arm around her tiny waist and tugging her close. Her mind exploded with satisfaction as she felt her plan fall into place. She'd won him over. Her perfect, charming stud son was hers entirely.

"Figured I'd see what got us so worked up yesterday..." Savannah added in a flirty tone, lingering close to him, breathing him in. All she needed now was for him to end things with Lisa.

"Mom..." Noah pulled back, holding her waist still, as steamy breaths passed between them. It hadn't been a voracious spit filled kiss in the way she had always dreamed about but the intensity made her knees weak regardless. It didn't matter anyways, after all, she'd shown him what she could give him and he would certainly abandon his bitch fiancée. "Lisa's coming over later."

"Huh?"

~oOo~

Knock. Knock.

"..." Tim waited a minute for a reply but none came beyond quite shuffling noises. His head pounded and his body ached in memory of his drinking match with Albert so he had no issues waiting for his wife to answer the door.

Knock. One would be plenty, and his head couldn't take the wooden rapping again. It penetrated his ear in a horribly painful way.

"Honey, are you up? I think I lost my wallet..." Tim called through the door and waited once more to no success. Savannah was likely still asleep or maybe in the shower. From what he could remember, they'd stayed at the party for a long time and she was probably knocked out. He gripped the door knob then and announced his entry. "I'm coming in..."

The blonde stepped into the master bedroom and was pleasantly surprised to find it tidy and fresh smelling. The bed was done and the waste basket was empty. His wife had to be awake then. Tim pottered slowly across the room, passing the large, open window and appreciating the clean air it allowed in, before settling at the en-suite bathroom door.

"Savannah?" His voice came out croaky, the liquor from the night before taking its toll. If he was honest, he'd rather just crawl into bed and fall asleep but he knew that Savannah would be pissed off at him if he didn't pretend to check in with her first. The blonde gripped the door handle and poked his head in to find his stunning wife staring at herself in the mirror wearing only her bathrobe. "You okay, honey?"

"I'm fine, Tim." She replied and the blonde nodded at her. He failed to notice her pursed lips or tight tone at all and promptly excused himself having received her unsaid approval.

"That's good. My head is killing me so I'll skip breakfast..."

"..." Savannah didn't reply, her focus on the mirror as she applied some kind of cream onto her face, but that was enough for Tim. The husband extracted himself, closing the bathroom door behind him, and fell unceremoniously onto the comfy bed.

~oOo~

Lisa chuckled at his passing joke and Noah continued to riff on it, making little puns and such that she ate up. She hugged his left arm tighter and leaned her head against his shoulder as she giggled animatedly while they sat together on the couch with a movie playing in the background. In front of them was a loose spread of snacks, though they'd gone untouched by Lisa who was 'watching her weight', provided by the only other person in the room.

As Lisa slowed her laughter to plant a series of cute kisses at his cheek, Noah found his eyes on that third person, his focus stolen by his sultry mom and her disapproving gaze. Tim had saved him from the initial confrontation by knocking on the bedroom door at the perfect moment, but it wasn't as if that fixed the situation. Ultimately, Noah had successfully hidden the events of last night, his fiancee had promptly invited herself over and his mom hated that. They'd kissed again too and the taste of her was familiar to him in the way the juices on his fingers had been. It seemed almost casual to Savannah but it had an effect on him.

Currently, she sat to the left of them, behind Lisa given the way the girl angled her body to face Noah, and it let Noah see for the first time just how obvious her disdain for the raven-haired teen was. Savannah actively scowled and rolled her eyes as his fiancee kissed him and whispered in his ear. It was only when Lisa's hand fell to his thigh that things turned up a notch though.

Noah turned to his partner and smirked a little at her openness, taking in her cute face for a moment before dropping lower to her slight chest. His hand came down on top of hers and brushed her fingers softly, earning a quite mewl of contentment, as she nuzzled into his neck. Yesterday, he might have found himself a little turned on in such a moment, excited at the prospect of her being horny. Instead, Noah found his mouth gaping at the sight of Savannah's huge titties.

Their eyes locked, azure on lilac, and his milf mom 'adjusted' her top. A flattering tank top with a scooped neck that, pushed by her bust, normally showed a slight amount of tit flesh. It was yanked down to expose an obscene amount of pale, white cleavage, a canyon that he could only imagine dipping his tongue into. Fuck, they were big. Noah found himself craning his neck, as Lisa got comfortable against his chest, his head arching to get a better view of those mouth-watering breasts when Savannah turned to the TV pointedly.

She'd all but winked at him and the blonde teen found his cock twitching in excitement at that.

She didn't like Lisa but this was more than that. It was a remnant of their insane morning and, he supposed, their more insane night. Noah wracked his brain for a moment, trying to understand what might have prompted her to act that way when his fiancee mumbled softly.

"Hmm... mwah." Lisa gave him a brief peck on the lips and suddenly Noah was transported to the feeling of Savannah's plump, pouty lips crushing against his with a violent intensity. That kiss had come after everything, after they'd covered every bit of their 'mistake' up. The teen found himself wondering then, as he pushed Lisa down into his chest and stared at his erotic mom with a semihard cock and simmering balls, if it had been a mistake.

~oOo~

"Okay, I'll see you later..." Lisa lingered a little, holding onto his hands as she slowly pulled away at the doorway. "Mwah!" She jumped back in for another quick kiss and hugged him tight before spinning away with a grin on her lips.

"Go on, get out of here, haha." Noah laughed, waving her goodbye finally. "And tell your mom I said 'Hi'."

His fiancee nodded, looking satisfied with the hours they'd spent together although she'd spent a fair bit of that time snoozing against him on the couch and finally left. Noah eventually closed the door, sure that she'd left the vicinity, and turned to Savannah standing a few metres behind.

"Have you noticed that she chews with her mouth open?" Noah grit his teeth and closed the gap between them. "Like a cow."

"Yeah." Noah pounced.

"Mmmh!"

"Ahmphh!"

Their lips crashed together sloppily with hot, sizzling energy exploding from inside of him as he felt the lewd contact with Savannah.

"Ahh~!"

"Hmmphh!"

They moaned together as she twisted her head to accommodate him, as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, as she threw her hands up and intertwined them in his soft hair. Savannah sucked at his bottom lip when they broke for a breath and they stared at each other heatedly before he leaned back in and slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"Ugh..."

"Ahhmm~"

Her moans were so sexy he wondered how he'd forgotten them from the night and subconsciously he willed himself to entice all kinds of noises from her going forwards. Their kiss turned more erotic, spit swapping back and forth, tongues writhing and tasting, lips sucking as their hands grew busier too.

Savannah gripped his head firmly with one hand while the other roamed his wide, powerful back and he equally wrapped her up tight with one hand crushing their bodies together while the other slithered down to cup her massive booty. The jiggly flesh melted in his hand and he set about trying to squeeze as much as he could get in his comparatively small hand.

"Fuck..." He hissed as her tongue rolled around his before she sucked on his wet muscle, releasing with a loud pop. She felt incredible against him and in his hands, her supple body melding into his and driving blood to his cock at a terrifying pace. Within seconds, it was rock hard and tenting his grey sweatpants obscenely to poke at her stomach.

"Ahh baby..." His mom whispered breathily, her pale skin turning a faint pink in a showcase of her own excitement as she began to rock her hips against him. They both knew what they wanted and it didn't matter that this time they were sober, or that Lisa has just been with them two minutes ago.

"Turn around." Noah quickly got out before flipping her. She'd opted for yoga pants and a tank top, as if she couldn't look any more of a milf, but he wasn't about to complain. "Ugh..."

"Hmmm~!" The dark-haired mom cooed appreciatively as he circled her waist and planted her ass directly on top of his throbbing cock. Noah bit back a throaty groan at the feeling of her fat peach squishing his crotch in soft flesh but it was difficult as she moved her hands behind her to caress him further. One delicate hand rounded him to grope his ass while the other removed one of his hands from her waist to drag it up to her big juicy boobs.

"Kiss me, baby!" She moaned lewdly as she threw her head back onto his shoulder. Noah accepted her request, making sure to paw hungrily at her clothed chest as he leaned over her shoulder to take her lips again.

"Mmph~!"

"Mffhh~!"

~oOo~

Savannah's lips failed her for a moment, lolling open and leaving her sexy partner to slap her tongue around easily as she shivered from the sensation of rigid dick between on her ass. The smell of his cologne, the feel of his fingers groping her tits and the filthy way he kissed her were all better than she could have ever imagined. Still, it was all trumped by the way he ground his hips against her.

"Ohh, Noah~!" Savannah moaned his name as she'd done so many times in her dreams since he'd turned 18 and it felt right. His tongue muting her from saying anymore felt right. Rolling her hips back onto his long, hard cock felt right. If this moment never ended, she'd be happy with that. But, it seemed her stud son was keen to make it even better.

"Holy shit, you feel incredible..." He released her lips and their faces remained connected at the cheek as they grinded against each other. "Do you like how that feels?"

"Motherfucker..." Savannah shuddered in delight, his voice was right in her ear and he leaned back to lick her ear and jaw lewdly.

"That's the plan..." His words sent her body into overdrive and her nippled throbbed desperately. Unwilling to wait, Savannah guided his hand once more, this time intending to shove it underneath her tank top and bra to the soft globes of flesh that waited beneath but he stopped her, his strength refusing her as she squeezed his firm ass hungrily.

No, her stupidly sexy, hung son did one better. He coolly rubbed and groped her tits for a second before running his fingertip down her stomach and dipping into the band of her yoga pants. Her movement ceased for a second, unsure if all her fantasies were truly coming to fruition so suddenly, cursing herself for waiting any longer than his 18th birthday and excited for what was to come, and then he was inside of her.

"Ohhh... fuckkkkk~!" She almost screamed as her hot, wet pussy finally got the attention it deserved. With her juices lubricating him entirely, Savannah's horny body accepted his long finger immediately and sucked him in before clamping down on him.

"Damn you're so tight..." He sucked on her earlobe and then kissed the back of her neck but it was hard to focus on anything else. Savannah's head fell as she stared in raw amazement at the sight of his hand between her legs. The stretchy material of her yoga pants allowed him to move easily as he flexed his finger, curling it in and out of her with the ease of a lifetime lover.

"Ugh... Yes baby, that's good... Play with my pussy... uh huh..." The pale-eyed milf gushed at his attention and felt her thighs quake as a familiar warmth began building inside of her. This time it was different though. Unlike when she made do with Tim or when she used her toys, this was intense. It was mind-numbing. For all she'd wanted him, Savannah had never thought about how good it would feel to finally get him.

~oOo~

"You like that?" Noah smirked, more in awe than anything, and revelled in the sultry moan of agreement he received in return. His mom was unbelievable. She wasn't just sexy as hell, no, she was also blessed with the best pussy he'd ever gotten his fingers inside of. His cock roared at him at that realisation, demanding that he unsheath it and pump it deep inside of her wet, sucking hole. But he resisted. On a base level, he knew that it was wrong what they were doing. They were mom and son. She was married and he'd just gotten engaged. It was completely and utterly fucked up if he acted anymore.

"Get your dick out, baby..."

"Yeah." Noah shifted his body so he wasn't directly behind her but slightly to the side and before he could even help, Savannah reached back and to pull his shaft out. "Ugghh..."

"Ohn fuck~!" The milf moaned deeply as she wrapped her fingers around his bloated rod. Noah couldn't help but moan too, his body overheated by the foreplay that had been going on and the lack of attention he'd been getting. He wouldn't complain about having two rounded asscheeks grinding on him of course but he admitted that he wanted more that to just dry fuck Savannah. "Let me help you, baby..."

"Hnngh...!" Noah groaned in her ear as she began dragging her fingers up and down his pulsing shaft, his hands attempting to remain active as he drowned in the feel of her body and her attention.

~oOo~

"Fuck, you're even bigger than I thought..." Savannah huffed with heated breaths escaping her full lips. Noah seemed to like that and he squeezed his arm around her waist tighter as she worked him over. The two of them stood in the living room, Noah with his cock thrust out to her side with his sweatpants only barely out of the way, as they played with each other.

He'd been so fucking horny with Lisa around, adjusting his crotch every two minutesand so obviously staring at her. Savannah loved it and had gotten so damn worked up that she would have jumped him later if he hadn't acted. As things stood though, he'd taken the lead and she was obsessed.

"Tell me how big you are..." Savannah gasped. Her fingers were unable to wrap around his girth, the thick veins supplying his fat cock pulsed in her hands and she appreciated that he kept himself cleanly shaven. She hated that about Tim.

"8..." Noah panted slightly too but it seemed that her filthy question powered both of them up and suddenly he was pumping her cunt with two long fingers. "8 inches..."

"Ahhnn~! Ohhmmgod..." Her words slurred and she bit her lip more out of habit that fear. Tim was fast asleep and if she was being honest, she wouldn't stop even if he caught them now. She moved up and down the thick length, caressing and squeezing and twisting as his precum oozed and coated her hand. "You're so big..."

Noah grunted at her compliment and adapted a pace that set them on the road to finishing she knew. He'd been attending to her for ten minutes now and with how lewd the situation was, she was surprised she'd even lasted that long. She clenched up around his fingers and Noah seemed to sense her arrival and so he released her waist to reach up for her chest.

~oOo~

Noah's cock twitched demandingly as Savannah worked him up and down expertly. Her technique wasn't dulled by years of marriage, in fact, she was better than any girl he'd been with before, jacking him off almost as well as he could himself. She was certainly going to get him to cum faster though as she pushed her hips back into him as he groped her massive titties and fingered her slippery sex.

"Ahhhnnn~!" She screamed for the first time, her entire body tensing up, as her pussy sealed up around his fingers. Somewhere, he knew his dad was asleep but it made little difference when given the option of seeing his milf mom this way, and so Noah curled his fingers inside of her to accentuate her moment. "Oh, oh, oh! I'm gonna cum, baby! I'm cumming on your amazing fingers!"
For a second, Noah lamented the loss of the chance to see her body and the chance to touch her naked breasts but he knew that this was better for her and he was quickly overcome with pride and arrogance as she quivered around him and collapsed in a ball of sexual euphoria.

"Hnnnghhh..." The dark-haired beauty shuddered slowly as her pussy spasmed and squeezed, trying desperately to push his fingers out while at the same time relishing their presence. He couldn't see her face but the teen could guess how hot and satisfied she likely looked in that moment.

~oOo~

Savannah blinked heavily as she finally saw the end of her orgasm, the waves of climax easing finally when Noah slipped out of her cunt. Her mind was broken. Well, she admitted, it had been broken a long time ago but this had surpassed all expectations she had of her son. He was amazing and she could only imagine how good he'd be at sex. How well he'd plow her tight pussy. How hard he'd make her cum.

Her mind orientated itself and her willpower flared. It was all the more reason she needed to pull him away from the bitch. Lisa Petrov was a pathetic, ugly girl who didn't deserve her son, let alone her son when he knew his way around a woman's body so well.

Savannah bit her bottom lip and turned over her shoulder to face the stud.

"Can't blame that on being drunk..." Noah smirked at her comment. Smirked. Fuck, he was hot.

"No..." She was about to speak when he continued. "But, I'm pretty hungover. I don't know about you but I do the craziest things when I'm hungover..."

Savannah stared up at him in amazement, their hot bodies still connected, and latched onto the rope he was offering. The kind of filthy, depraved play he wanted to go with.

"Oh right, I'm the same. It's not really wrong if we're hungover. As long as we keep this between us..." The pale-eyed babe offered.

"Yeah... This is just a crazy accident. I'd never cheat on Lisa like that." Noah replied and then leaned in. Savannah's body flared up again, despite the ferocity of her climax, but she rose to her tiptoes for only a brief kiss. Their lips moulded together with a glimpse of tongue before they split with a band of spit connecting them.

"I'll just..." Savannah looked down at the rock hard dick leaking precum next to her hips and caught a dripping bubble of it, smearing it back onto his bulbous cockhead. His cock had a perfect shape and for the first time she paid attention to his large, no-doubt cum filled balls.

"Hmm..." Noah's hands took her waist, holding her possessively as they both watched her work with baited breath. He wouldn't last long, she knew that given how angry his cock looked but he'd lasted such a long time already that she wanted to give him a finish he'd never forget.

"I can't believe you were packing such a big fucking dick..." Savannah traced her fingertips briefly across the entire length, from tip to base and then gripped him there. She wrapped her fingers at his root and then pushed up all the way in a slow motion to extract copious amounts of precum at the slit. "Are you going to cum soon?"

"Uggh... Yeah, mom... I'm pretty close." His throaty groan was so fucking hot but she continued as planned. The extracted precum was scooped up in her fingers and she made a show of wiping it into his shaft once more.

"Oh, looks like we don't have any more lube, and your cock is so long and thick that I barely covered it." Savannah feigned confusion and felt Noah's grip on her waist tighten in anticipation but she wouldn't do what he expected. No, he needed pushing a bit to realise that she was what he really wanted. When he cast the whore aside, then, she'd give him everything but until then.

"Ahh..." She unhinged her jaw and drooled into her palm in a lewd display before spitting directly into it. The clear liquid mixed with the remnants of precum in her hand and made for a decent amount of lube. Enough for her to get him off for sure, but something in her told her to give him more. To show him just how filthy she could be.

"..." In silence, she moved her palm towards his chest and then stared up at him with a sultry, awaiting gaze.

"..." Locking eyes for a moment, Noah understood and pooled his saliva before spitting into her hand, crafting a lewd concoction within her palm.

"...fuck..." Savannah whispered, expecting it from him of course but still so turned on to see and feel him do it. "Here, baby..."

Being careful not to spill a drop, the busty woman drizzled the bubbly spit over eight inches of hard dick and then, as it began to slip off, wrapped her hand around the shaft and began to pump furiously. The training she'd gone through when she was a younger gymnast served to give her the strength to stroke back and forth and back and forth while twisting and squeezing around his huge cockhead often.

"Ahh, fuck! Mom~!" Noah groaned guttarly at her attention, his body flexing and causing his cock to pulse deliciously. With her attention now solely on giving him pleasure, Savannah noticed the smell of him, the manly musk of his dick and precum, combining with his spit and hers to create a scent unique to them that smelled like heaven. It was strong and they'd likely need to be wary of it if Tim woke but to her it was pure pheremones and sex. It was almost enough to trigger a small post-orgasm in her.

"Come on baby, look at how I'm stroking your dick... Do you like it when I rub it like this?" Savannah made her voice as breathy as possible and Noah responded to her words by circling her waist to wrap his arms around her fully.

"Yeah.. fuck, that's really good Mom..." His breathing was short and his thick eight inches had swelled cartoonishly in clear indication that he was about to cum. Savannah relented then and maintained her pace with extra attention on his sensitive glans. Within a few moments, he squeezed her tight, his cock flexed and his balls clenched. Then, he was cumming.

"Ugghhh!!"

"Cum, Noah. Cum..." Savannah kissed his cheek and jaw and neck, her silky hair brushing his skin as she slowed her strokes to match the timing of his spurts. One, two, three. Kiss, Four, five, six. Kiss, kiss, kiss. Seven and eight. Fuck, he was unbelievably sexy. "You got it everywhere..."

~oOo~

"Hah..." Noah stared down at the mess he'd made, panting softly. With his lewd mom caressing his spent shaft, her lips pressing against his neck, he looked on at the spew of semen he'd released. In the best orgasm of his conscious life, he'd exploded a huge amount of cum all over the couch next to them and was currently dripping slowly from his cockhead. Savannah's hand was covered too and he flashed back to the morning as a result of that familiarity.

Brief splinters of pleasure caught him as his milf partner played lazily with his deflated dick and it all served as a reality check. He'd gotten carried away, wrapped up in the delirium of Savannah's body and words, and it was showing. The massive lines of jizz glistened at him against the dark couch as if taunting him about his indiscretions. His head naturally turned towards the entrance to the living room but before he could really worry, the sexiest woman he knew spoke up.

"Don't worry about it. If your dad is awake, I'll just tell him that we were watching a movie..." Noah looked back over to his mom, noting her half-lidded eyes and her pouty, slightly bruised lips. Had he done that?

"Watching porn together?" The blonde eased his grip on her waist.

"Hah..." She laughed, finally releasing his dick. "I can if you want. He'll be fine with whatever I tell him anyways but I was thinking more like a romcom that got a bit steamy..."

"Damn... It's hot to hear you say that..." Noah admitted openly. Something about that nonchalance activated a primal feeling in him. He ran his hands across her form, sliding from her waist to her thick ass for a moment before stepping back.

"Well, I think I'd better get back upstairs. I need to shower again to get all your cum off..." Savannah looked up at him with a gaze he'd never quite seen before and the teen found himself having to remind himself that this was a crazy one-off. A day that wouldn't repeat but one that he'd never be able to forget.

"Right, yeah... I'd better clean this up anyway..." He gestured to the load of hardening semen.

"Yeah, it's a shame you're with Lisa really. Otherwise, you could have put all that hot cum on my tits and there'd be no clean up needed..." Savannah smiled innocently, as if her words hadn't been the hottest fucking thing he'd ever heard, and then she was walking away from him with her fat, rounded cheeks bouncing sexily as he stared on.

Slap.

Noah shook his head and followed the first slap with a series of smaller ones to his cheek as he jolted his mind. Right. He was newly engaged.

~ooOoo~

A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Please rate, favourite and comment and I will try my best to release the next portion soon.
Congratulations Ch. 02
Mom puts on the pressure and Son can't resist.
Chapter 2 - Well Deserved

[The next morning]

Noah woke up late. He groggily looked at his phone and noted that it was almost 10am. It hardly mattered of course, he wasn't on break and it was warranted given how little sleep he'd had the previous night. The blonde teen shut his eyes for a second and took a deep breath, putting the events of the previous day behind him as a sort of fever dream. Sure, it had been the sexiest experience of his life but it was never going to happen again.

He lifted the phone to his face and replied to a few messages from friends before clicking on his fiancee's messages.

I thought we'd go get some dinner today? That restaurant we went to last time has some slots for tonight.

Oh, just checked and it's VIP groups only...

Are you still asleep? What do you want to do about this?

I'm just going to book it. I think the website still has your card details saved! I can't wait!

The blonde blinked a few times, trying to orient himself first thing in the morning and then typed out a suitable response.

That sounds good babe.

Satisfied, the teen left his phone at the side and headed to take a long, hot shower.

~oOo~

Savannah hummed delightfully as she scrolled through her phone to the sounds of gentle cooking. Her mind was at ease and her body somewhat satiated for the first time in decades. She liked her friend's pictures, sent a few messages and spoke briefly to Kendra, all while Tim finished up their late breakfast.

"Do you want to go get Noah?" She certainly did. Savannah's gamble the day before had paid off unbelievably. Noah was all over her, staring at her tits or ass or lips whenever she was near him and their leap into the unknown after Lisa had left was like the beginning of a rollercoaster of sex and passion, she was sure.

"Sure, honey." Savannah hid the smirk coming to her face and quickly headed upstairs. She momentarily popped into the master bedroom, checking herself out and ensuring she looked good. She was wearing a pair of black tights and an oversized t-shirt. One of Noah's old ones actually, that barely came down to the bottom of her ass. The shoulders were wide and it exposed a lot of her clavicle and her bra straps in a scintillating display which she was sure her son would appreciate.

Tugging the t-shirt down a little to show more skin, Savannah headed out to Noah's room. Yesterday, she'd been here and disappointed with things. Today, she entered without knocking, knowing that he was on that slow descent into the lewd realm of wanting her completely.

"Baby? Are you up? Breakfast is..." Savannah trailed off as she saw his bed was empty. The hiss of the shower and running water caught her attention next and the pale-eyed beauty smiled as she approached the ensuite door.

~oOo~

Noah pulled back from the spray of water as he heard the door click and a familiar voice come through the shower curtain.

"Noah, your dad's made breakfast." Savannah's soft, velvety tone was nice to hear first thing in the morning, even if it did invoke some rather dirty flashbacks.

"Oh, yeah, okay mom." He answered as calmly as he could. She'd never come in when he was showering like this before. The blonde wondered if their fun from the day before had triggered this or if it was his engagement that had rocked her to her core. From behind the curtain, he could only really see Savannah's silhouette and she seemed to be wearing something loose which hid everything except for her busty chest. He waited for her to leave but she lingered and he felt obligated to say something more. "... I'll be down in a minute."

"He was asleep by the way..."

~oOo~

Savannah bit her plump bottom lip excitedly as she stared at Noah's silhouette. He looked so good even as a shadow, it was ridiculous. Tall and lean and hard.

"Asleep?" Noah questioned. He was showing off his side profile to her, given the way the shower was set up and she visibly saw the shadow of his cock jump. He knew what she meant, he just wanted to hear her say it.

"Dead to the world. He didn't hear anything..." Savannah felt her body warm up as she watched her sweet, handsome son's hands slow and his dick stiffen into a thick shadowy rod. "So, we got away with it."

"...right." He sounded disappointed and it made her quiver, her pink nipples hardening and poking through her thin bra. "No reason for us to mention it again then..."

"Nope." She replied, glad he couldn't see her gleefully smirk. "And no excuses now either."

"..." His dick twitched visibly, bouncing up and distracting her for a moment as she tried to choose her words well. He was so close. She could smell it.

"Our silly little mistake. We can put it all behind us and never, ever do anything like that ever again..." The raspy tone she took seemed to do the trick as suddenly the curtain was torn aside to expose her hot, naked son fully. "Oh~!"

"Right..." He began, as if he wasn't showing her all of himself. Savannah wanted to listen to him, she really did, but it was an impossible request. No, her senses were overwhelmed by the smell of fresh soap, shampoo and a man, the sound of water spraying and his voice, the feel of her suddenly constrictive clothes and the sight of his sexy form.

Noah was all angles, his shoulders broad, his arms muscular and his chest hard. His torso was well defined with abs that formed a sort of arrow pointing down at his colossal dick. Fuck, he was so thick. The shaft looked even bigger than before and it jutted out from his crotch obscenely, pointing straight at her stomach as if demanding access to her body. Beyond that, he had strong legs and nice hands, hands that she watched rub his muscles lazily in a hilarious attempt at normality.

"...What do you think?"

"Huh?" She snapped her gaze up finally, realising she'd been staring.

"I asked what you think." He smirked at her and seemingly gave up all pretence to grip his pole and wave it about.

"Oh... well..." She stepped closer. "You're really... It's really nice, baby."

"Thanks. It's a bit of a pain to wash up..." Her stud son began stroking his shaft, rubbing and squeezing it slowly as she watched on. The water was almost completely abandoned and Savannah loved just how depraved he was already being around her.

"You need to though, baby. Your little girlfriend won't like it if your meat is all dirty when she tries to swallow it..." The milf shuddered at the look he gave her at that. A look that told him Lisa was woefully bad at sucking him. A look that said he'd love for a big-titted bitch to throat him properly. "Here, let me try to motivate you a bit."

~oOo~

Noah couldn't quite believe his luck as his knockout mom crossed her arms slowly. They'd fooled around a bit sure but this was more, wasn't it? God, he'd straight up shown himself off, flexing his muscles as hard as he could while pulling the shower curtain open. What was he even doing? Thoughts and guilt were quickly overwritten as Savannah hooked her hands underneath the t-shirt she wore and pulled the item overhead.

"Fuckkk..." He cursed hungrily as a pair of titanic tits were exposed for him. His milf counterpart tossed his old t-shirt aside and, although he liked seeing her wearing it, he preferred seeing her body more. She was wearing a black, frilled bra with thick straps to support her massive bust. Yesterday had been fun but he'd seen little of her form and he was desperate for more. "Your body is amazing..."

"Clean your cock, baby." Savannah instructed and Noah quickly began to do so, puffing his chest out to show off his gym efforts while jacking off in front of her. She came even closer, within arm's reach and began running her fingertips over her curvy frame as if directing his eyes strategically. They covered her neck, her collarbone, her slender arms, then her deep, supported cleavage, her toned stomach and her flaring hips before stopping at her black tights.

His cock was absurdly eager to get inside of them and pulsed angrily at him, as if chiding him for not doing so immediately.

"That's it... You're doing really good..."

"Take it off." Noah surprised himself with how bluntly he said it. It was effectively a demand and yet, his milf mom only smirked and reached behind her to unclasp her bra.

"Like this...?" Her voice was quiet but she dropped the frilly bra and her breasts were loud.

"Holy fucking shit!" Noah didn't even attempt to meter his response. They were fucking immaculate. "Mom, fuckkkk..."

His fist accelerated massively, pumping his rock hard shaft hard on sight of the huge, juicy jiggling orbs of flesh. Each melon was a pale white, matching the rest of her skin, and hung a little from their enormous weight but were surprisingly perky. Yet another way, Savannah defied logic. Her nipples were perfect too, firm pink nubs that had his mouth watering, and the teen couldn't imagine anything hotter in the world.

"Haha, glad you like them, baby..." The half-clothed woman laughed, causing the pendulous jugs to wobble distractingly before she caught them. Two small hands clapped onto them, covering her pert nipples and groping at best as they could. Unfortunately, they were simply too small, unfit for the job. His hands were required to truly handle those massive milkers. Her tiny waist made them look even bigger and he honestly considered stepping out from the shower just to hold them.

"Ugh..." He grunted animally, his cock sending tingles through him. Her insane tits were going to have him cumming so quick. He found himself wanting to last, wanting to show her that he could go for a long long time if he tried, but she made it so fucking hard.

"Do you like them?"

"Damn, you're not making this easy..." He scoffed with a smile, their eyes connecting, lilac on azure. She simply licked her pouty lips.

"Do you like my big juicy titties?"

"Yeah... Fuck, I love them Mom." Noah admitted, his free hand reaching out slowly, his fingers twitching in anticipation of groping the soft, supple melons.

"Everyone does, everyone wants to know how soft they are, how big they are, how they taste... Hnngh~!" Noah finally grabbed ahold of her, his fingers splaying to hold as much boob as possible. The meat melted into him, pouring through the gaps in his fingers and filling him with unbridled sexual desire as her nipple poked his palm and her face morphed in delight. "Everyone I've ever met but you're the only one who could have them."

"Yeah?" Noah huffed a little, his mind fried by the feel and look of her. He pawed at her and then worked around to get his thumb rolling over her nipple. Her own hands took care of the other boob and rubbed her stomach tentatively, seemingly happy to let him play the way he wanted.

"Yes, baby... Just a shame that you're engaged now and can't do it."

"..." Noah clenched his jaw, his fist flying up and down his cock now as his orgasm loomed. She was just so fucking hot and he was quickly only focused on his release.

"Shame you can't push me down and slide that fat, alpha cock between my big tits."

"Ughh, Mom...!"

"Shame that you love her so much, that you don't even look at other women. Not even a woman as hot as me~!"

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Savannah left his hold and Noah questioned it for a second before seeing her begin to kneel in front of him, her knees touching the floor to put her face so damn close to his bloated, weeping cock. "Ohhhhh yeah..."

He nearly called her bitch but held back. This wasn't some one night stand after a party. Though, what exactly was this? The teen put his hand back on her smooth skin at her shoulder, holding her in place as he jerked off to her face.

"..." She went silent, something he was a bit disappointed by but, with the blowjob eyes she was giving him, Noah could hardly complain. He worked himself into a frenzy, his balls bubbling over with hot cum which he intended to paint her face with. Or maybe, he'd spew onto her chest, coating her pale skin and pink nipples with his seed. "Here..."

"Aghh~ Shit~!" He grunted primally, his eight inches firing just as her hands cupped together in front of him. "Fuck fuck fuck!!"

Noah angled his cock down a little, aiming as best as he could and exploded into her hands. Large, thick spurts filled the makeshift cup while also cascading down her forearms and arms. A single, particularly potent pump managed to reach her deep cleavage in a particularly prideful moment for him as his climax wracked his body and brain.

It was quiet for a few moments as the remnants passed and then his cock began to deflate, slipping from his grasp and unfortunately shying away from her stunning face.

"I'll just wash up then..." She stared up at him, making no motion to move at all, and it brought something dark out in him.

"No."

~oOo~

"What do you mean? What else could I do with this hot, sticky load?" Savannah sloshed the huge amount of liquid around in her cupped hands. It was so thick and heavy, coating her fingers entirely but being prevented from spilling. The smell invaded her body in the most primal way, thick semen and manly musk of cock turning her into a wanton slut. Honestly, his dick was just different.

"..." His animal gaze told her everything she wanted to know and she smirked victoriously up at him. She was even sexier from this angle, she knew, with her large pale eyes fluttering up lustily at him, with her lips so close to his meat.

"Oh, did you want me to drink it?" Both their bodies loved her words. "Did you want your mom to guzzle down the cum meant for your little girlfriend first thing in the morning? That's not very nice of you, baby..."

She held still for him, making no movements at all besides staring at his dark blue eyes. She could easily make the move and he'd love it but she wanted him to do it. To show himself what he really wanted.

"..." Without another word, Noah reached out and gripped her head, threading her silky hair expertly and pulling her towards him. Satisfied that she'd broken him down, Savannah gave into her own desires and arched her back more before lifting her cupped hands and drinking from it like it was alabaster nectar.

"Hmm~" The busty woman moaned ecstatically as she slurped it down loudly, savouring the intense flavour and rolling her tongue around in each mouthful. Her full lips puckered and she inhaled his cum as she creamed herself like never before.

Fuck, he tasted good.

~oOo~

"Ohhh, shit, yeah, that's it..." Noah encouraged lewdly. "Drink my seed down... How's it feel on your tongue and running down your throat?"

His milf mom flickered her eyes up at him and nothing more needed to be said. Those blowjob eyes were more than enough.

"Fuckkk~!" He groaned, gripping her hair tighter as she angled her head back to swallow another mouthful. "Yeah, you fucking love that... you're so hot, I can't believe it..."

"Hmm..." Savannah finished up by licking her hands, lapping at her palms first and then sucking each delicate finger. He noticed she ignored the cum that had soaked onto her wedding ring though.

"Damn..." He huffed, finally releasing her hair and feeling the reality of the situation reaching him. His stunning mom had just drank his jizz.

"God, you cum so much..." Savannah's tone was more casual, but the way she scooped his load from her forearms and suckled on it was anything but. Still, he found himself liking the nonchalance.

"Yeah, Lisa complains about that too."

"Oh, I wasn't complaining. I'm a grown woman, baby, and I can handle my man." Their eyes connected for a moment and then she continued. "Now, your dad has made us breakfast. I think we'd better get down there otherwise we'll need to explain why I'm not hungry anymore after coming to get you."

She began to rise but he felt like he could squeeze one more little bit of filth from her.

"You missed a bit." Her eyes followed his to her titanic tits and the single line of sticky cum he'd left there.

"Oh, right..." Then, without even blinking, she swabbed it up and gobbled it down. Like it was a bit of ketchup fallen onto her blouse. Fuck, it was hot. The teen immediately wanted to play with her jugs, to bask in the aftermath of a spine tingling climax, but she was already looking to go. It was only after she twisted and picked up her bra and his t-shirt, then she looked up at him once more, her knees still planted on the ground.

"I think you know that we should keep this between us, baby. No point in spoiling anyone's day over a casual nothing like this, right?"

"Right..." He would have agreed with anything she said at that moment.

"Good." With that, she leaned in close, and for the first time, her plump lips made contact with his cock. "Mmhm."

It was small. A brief, chaste kiss, just at the spent tip of his deflated cock as it hung between them. But it was enough to set something off within him and it was only because she stood up out of his reach that he didn't throw her against the shower wall and fuck her into a coma.

She reached the door and leaned back, her fat ass jiggling erotically in her tights.

"I guess, I've got to accept that the first time wasn't a freak event. No, you really are twice the size and cum way more than Tim." Noah didn't even know what to say, but she simply winked at him. "I'm going to shower quickly, probably get myself off, and then I'll meet you downstairs... Try not to paint the walls while I'm gone..."

~oOo~

"Are you sure you don't want any, honey?" Tim asked again while wiping down the surfaces.

"No, I whipped mom up a little snack already." Savannah twitched at that. She knew he had it in him but she didn't think he'd turn this quickly. God, was she going to be able to keep her hands to herself if he kept it up?

"Oh, I wouldn't have made so much if I knew."

"No, that's okay, Dad. I worked up a bit of an appetite anyways." Noah took a plate and sat next to Savannah, opposite Tim and began devouring his meal.

"How's things with work?" Their son asked casually.

"Oh you know, same old. Mostly I'm just entertaining new clients really, it's not my kind of scene but the company needs and all that."

"Oh, that's got to be pretty cool though right? Like you get to use a company card for fancy restaurants and stuff."

"Yeah, that bit is nice." Tim grinned simply. He didn't even imagine that Noah's fingers were running across her thighs.

"Oh, hey, so, on that note I've got big news." Savannah perked up at that, playfully batting away her son's hand to do so. "I got a call this morning, and work wanted to send a VVIP on a vacation to Bali. Two weeks and all paid for... But I said that you'd just gotten engaged and we'd probably be a bit too busy."

Savannah almost switched off again as she grimaced internally at another work trip.

"But, they said we could all go because of how important this is."

Oh. Mom and son turned to each other simultaneously and she wondered if he was thinking what she was.

"...well? I was expecting a cheer and smiles. A hot, tropical vacation with your fiancee is a good thing right? Me and your old mom won't get in the way, I promise! We'll be busy with my work stuff anyways!"

There it was. Tim's assumption that she would come along with him for the 'entertaining', to sit there bored out of her mind as his newest asshole client tried to feel her up or crassly flirt with her.

"Y-Yeah, no that's awesome Dad! I can't wait! Errr... when is it?"

Savannah had taken Noah's fingers off her playfully but, as Tim answered him, the young blonde never tried to put them back.

"Tomorrow! Congratulations son!"

~ooOoo~

[Two Days Later]

Tim hummed as they left their hotel bedrooms and he explained the work set up.

"It's really not too bad at all. You guys are free to go off and do anything you like so long as the room doesn't get trashed. The company will see the bill come through if it needs anything cleaning so just be careful and we should be fine."
"Amazing! Thank you so much for inviting me again, Mr. Jones!" Lisa thanked him brightly, clenching his son's arm tightly and kissing him on the cheek with gaping eyes.

It was cute. Young love. The older blonde turned to his wife and his eyes quickly found her chest. She was adorned in a tight, yellow sundress scooped to a decent depth, although forced to show more given her natural size, and a bright pink bikini underneath. The garment showed through the stretched fabric at her bust and he couldn't help but stare a little. Maybe they'd find their own little spark now they were out here together. Savannah noticed him looking and smiled a little, giving him more hope when his phone rang out.

"Oh, this will be her now! I'd better answer it... Hello?"

~oOo~

Noah watched his dad wander off in the hotel lobby and it left him with two women at either side. One, his huggy, cute fiancee and the other, a sexy temptress wearing a fitted yellow dress that moulded filthily around her juicy rounded asscheeks.

Of course, he turned to the morally correct option and asked.

"Straight to the beach then, you guys?"

"Oh, yeah, I can't wait to go. I heard the sands and stuff are incomparable to the ones back home."

"Mom?" The teen turned once it was acceptable to and found his eyes flickering between her lilac eyes and her cleavage. Then, the pink triangles that covered up her juicy nipples. If he stared for more than a second, he could see the raised bumps in her bikini and dress, jutting out from her mammoth chest and calling for attention. Noah knew it was wrong but he couldn't help by gawk anyways, those nubs demanding he stare.

"I was thinking we could explore the town first actually." Savannah was firm. "We've got plenty of time for lazing at the beach working on our tans. I think we could probably get some cute clothes for the time here."

"Oh, but the beach would be so great right now, don't you think?" She asked Savannah but his partner's dark eyes were on him. Noah made sure to connect with her, keen to keep the mistakes he'd made the last few days behind him now. They were together now and the whirlwind with his mom was over. He'd been insane to go through with some of it in the first place.

"Wouldn't you rather get a few things for the next few weeks first? There will be some amazing bikinis and little sundresses I'd bet. Things that could really show off your body..."

Was it arrogant to think she was directing that at him? Talking to his girlfriend but really suggesting that she'd be choosing tasty outfits for him to gawk at her in.

"What do you think, Noah?" Eventually, Lisa turned to him for support. Her man, her rock, and he knew what she wanted. Really, he should have backed her up. Given her what she wanted if only to help him later if she ever found out about some of the activities he'd been involved in. But, the teenager was hit with the memory of the curvy milf's lips against his neck as she stared at him evocatively, and completely crumbled.

"We just got here, I bet there's a few things we could pick up that'll give us more time to chill later..." He tugged his rucksack up his shoulder and shrugged as nonchalantly as he could in the knowledge that he'd chosen Savannah over her. This would be the final time though, and he'd be firm with Savannah at any further suggestive stuff.

"Perfect." His mom finalised it and before Lisa could react, she was walking off with swaying hips and a bouncing butt.

~oOo~

The town centre was rammed, absolutely packed with bodies of both locals and tourists who were there to enjoy the searing heat. It was cramped and frankly unpleasant but Savannah laboured on with it, determined to spite the little bitch tagging along with them.

That being said, she dipped into the first real store and basked in the air-conditioned interior as a means of relief. It was only then that she noticed it was a general store.

"Hey," She immediately turned to the couple and masked the wicked smirk that wanted to show itself on her perfect lips. "I could go for a drink and maybe we grab some toiletries?"

"Yeah." Noah agreed with her and they began through the shelves. A number of items were pulled into a small basket her son held for her and then they headed for the tills. There, faking her best realisation face, Savannah jumped and exclaimed.

"Oh, forgot the most important thing!"

~oOo~

Noah tilted his head a little, catching the act his mom was putting on. All his life he'd known his mom was a good actress, keeping house guests and the like eating out of the palm of her hand. His own dad, even moreso, was wrapped around her little finger and never saw Savannah in a negative light no matter what. Noah had grown up with it and felt pretty immune to her, though he had his own moments. Still, this was an act and one he wasn't sure would end well given his determination to be straight with Lisa from now on. It has been two days since they'd found out about the trip, two days of him avoiding his mom as she tried to ask for his opinion on tiny bikinis and see through sundresses. So, understandably, he was nervous.

Lisa, meanwhile, was just happy to have a moment alone, realising for the first time that Savannah did not like her.

"Babe, have I done something to your mom?" Lisa tugged at his arm as he loaded the items onto the conveyor.

"No, nothing I can think of..." The blonde lied.

"Are you sure? She can't be mad about the engagement, can she? Your dad was thrilled and she seemed happy for us too but she seems so different now than before..."

Noah didn't know what to tell her. Savannah had never liked her but it was true that the engagement had seemed to push the milf over the edge. Prior to that, his mom had never shown the lewd side of her beyond subtle hints that were few and far between and her casual attitude to sex. Now, Savannah seemed like a horny girl he'd meet at a bar, and a cunning one at that. The type of girl to drive you crazy with toxic shit but who was too hot to stay away from. Lisa was picking up on it.

But it was fine, they'd stopped now and there was no way he'd allow anything more to happen. Eventually, they'd go back to normal and Lisa would never know.

"Maybe-"

"I'm back guys." The pale eyed beauty came to them slightly rushed, her tremendous bust wobbling freely from the limited grip of her bikini top and stretchy sundress. That distracted him for a moment and it was enough time for her to slap the item down in front of the till worker. They all snapped to the item, black, azure and lilac eyes all on the shocking item.

Super thin, non-flavoured XL condoms.

Holy fucking shit.

~oOo~

Savannah wished she could frame the little whore's expression as the young couple looked up from the item with deeply contrasting looks. Noah was shocked, but it was tinged with arousal and excitement that she'd been so confident as to act this way. Lisa was shocked too but blatantly offended. Her nose crinkled and her lips pursed unattractively.

"I figured you'd forget to be safe with how romantic this place is, baby..." Savannah smiled warmly and stroked his muscled arm. The sleeveless t-shirt he wore showed off his lean shape so well. Her stud son had been awkwardly avoiding her since hearing about this trip, clearly hesitating over the idea of dumping Lisa while on a vacation with her. His solution was to stop their fun and stay faithful. Cute. Except she knew exactly what he really wanted and she was never going to stop.

"Uhm..." Lisa tried to speak up but Savannah talked over her.

"No, no need to be shy, honey." The milf dismissed her view. "I know what happens when girls and boys share a room. And I'm not going to intrude but I just want him to be safe."

"No, that's..."

"And I don't know if you wanted any flavours or anything but I tend to like to taste a good dick at the end and the flavours spoil that." The raven-haired girl clearly wanted to contest the occurrence but then, the deeper voice came.

"...Thanks for the condoms, Mom."

Savannah wanted to kiss her stud counterpart. He didn't allow the girl to verbally address what was a bizarre situation but Lisa's face told Savannah everything. She was baffled by the idea that Savannah knew that Noah was hung.

Then, as if he was telepathically linked to her, her sexy son boldly patted her rear. He was thanking her. Showing her his appreciation for so blatantly mocking Lisa. She knew right there that by the end of the vacation, she'd have Lisa on a plane home single with Noah's cock jammed inside of her so deep he'd never even think about another girl.

~oOo~

Noah excused himself the first time. Then the second and even the third where he shamelessly squeezed her fat ass. It was hardly his fault. The stretchy yellow dress just hugged it so delectably that it called out to him. Her soft basketball sized buns yearned for him to slap them around a little and he was happy to as a means of chiding her.

That was right. He was telling her what she did was wrong by spanking her. So it was okay. It was okay that the spanks were more caresses and that he was indulging in the luxurious feel of her rump.

Lisa walked ahead of them while casting obvious looks his way, demanding an explanation but Noah refused her. He couldn't tell her that it was because his mom had knelt in front of his naked dick and gotten hands on in checking it out. No, the teen was much more interested in roaming the expanse of Savannah's fat peach. Only as a means of correcting her mischievous actions of course.

~oOo~

Noah wanted to fuck.

No, after refusing to take care of himself for two days and now being subjected to this, he needed to fuck.

The blonde adjusted his shorts again for the sixth time, pushing his semi hard cock to the side as he watched his partners lube themselves up. Lisa splashed a bit of her stomach and wiped it in slow circles while his mom drizzled the glutinous cream directly onto her chest. With her sundress stripped off, she stopped and brought it to him under the second of two large umbrellas they'd brought.

"Here baby, look after that for me. I don't want to have to go back to the hotel with these big things out..." She gestured to her juicy chest and the faux pearl necklace she wore.

"Sure mom..." She smirked, throwing the sweet smelling item onto him, it's soft fabric connecting with his naked torso and intoxicating him a little. It was miniscule but stretched so enticingly around her curves. It was similar to the multitude of tiny, fitted clothes she'd bought over their three hour trip.

He laid the sundressover his crotch and she seemed to notice.

"Well, aren't you going to ask her if she needs help with her suncream?" She raised an eyebrow, still not addressing the cum-like splatter on her huge jugs. In the hot, afternoon sun, they shone, her pale skin catching the light and making her seem to glitter. Everywhere shadows formed accentuating her obscene shape and calling his eyes to drink them in.

"Obviously." He scoffed. "I'm a good boyfriend..."

"Fiance." She corrected him with a wry smile. God, the bikini was so distracting. He'd seen her bust exposed now but the effect was undiminished. If anything, it was even hotter seeing her with a tiny triangle of cloth covering her delicious nipples. The top was largely strings all wrapped around her massive rack and tied at the shoulders leaving a mass of exposed flesh the likes of which Lisa had never seen before.

"You need to stop, Mom."

"Stop? Stop what, baby...?" Her silky voice was bright and innocent, leaning forwards as if in genuine confusion rather than just wanting to shove her rack in his face.

"Stop playing around. She's going to notice." Noah's fists curled up, his cock stiffening inside of his shorts and creating a fairly noticeable tent now.

"Oh, and what would she be noticing...?" Savannah batted her long eyelashes innocently and forced the teen to turn away from her with gritted teeth.

"Lisa, come here and I can help..." Both mom and son looked at the girl. Lisa looked back, first at him and then at Savannah, running over the milf's body before she shook her head.

"I'm good. I'm actually going to get us a few drinks." She turned and almost jogged away.

"Well, why don't you help me then?" Savannah immediately latched onto the opening and Noah caught himself smirking at the boldness. The bikini bottoms were more a pussy covering, three distinct ropes of fabric connecting at the crotch and tugged higher than they likely should have been to give it an extra taut finish. Noah naturally found his eyes running down her full thighs and smooth legs before going back to her pussy.

"I think you've had enough of my hands on you for today. Especially since we're all out of excuses."

"..." His mom locked eyes with him and went to speak but a third interrupted her.

~oOo~

"Hey guys!" Tim popped up at just the wrong moment, waving to them as he hurried to close the distance. While they'd been shopping, he'd arranged for a client dinner and she was supposed to go with him. As if she wanted to be anywhere near some greasy old bag who would bitch and moan about her looking too attractive. Worse still, it limited her time with Noah. Her currently near-naked and necklace-adorned stud son.

"It took me a little while to find you, this bit of the beach is pretty remote..." He scanned the horizons near them, with nothing but sand and sea and a large outcrop of rocks that hid them from the main section and maybe a dozen other people around.

It was beautiful really, with pristine white sand and gentle waves, but spoiled by the sight of her intrusive husband. And Noah was shifting his mood. Before they'd come here, he'd been weakening. Opening himself to her and making filthy depraved decisions with her. Now, he seemed averse to her, wary of the proximity to his little girlfriend and of her watchful gaze. Savannah guessed that if she had lucked into a man like Noah, she'd be watching too but it was a pain.

In the town, his fingers were exploratory, attentive and found their way to her eager booty but that was a lapse it seemed, a moment he regretted because now, when given a chance to act openly, he'd turned her down.

"Hey dad..." Noah stood from the towel he'd been sitting on, rising to his full height just behind Savannah and setting her body on edge a little. She'd wanted more from him but Lisa was stopping that and with Tim interrupting, it was even more unlikely.

"You guys just about set up then..." He looked to the umbrellas and towels and two small deck chairs that Noah had arranged before looking over to their bodies. "Oh do you need a hand with the cream, honey?"

"I'm-"

"I've got it, don't worry." Noah cut her off with a smooth hand circling her and pushing into the dollops of cream at the top of her cleavage. Fuck. Savannah damn near melted at the display. Her son ran her fingertips through the viscous material and rubbed up to her neck for a moment before dipping down and brazenly stroking her titties. "Why don't you grab some and then we can get started for real...?"

Savannah tilted her head innocently and smiled at her husband. He glanced momentarily down at Noah's long fingers rubbing her soft, supple tit flesh but then saw her nonchalant expression and dropped the curiosity. He knew better than to question her judgement.

"Right!" The older man laid down a few items onto the towel and Noah nudged her briefly from behind so they sat on the towel next to it. Savannah almost screamed as the reluctance in her son dissolved by his apparent jealousy, arrogance and ego.

"I was thinking we could get into the water, play a bit of volleyball?" Noah made her sit between his legs and wrapped his left arm around her taut stomach before virtually groping her boobs with his right.

"Oh yeah, that sounds good..." Tim didn't even look, too preoccupied with his own motions.

"We could do teams, baby... Who do you want?" Savannah leaned her head back onto his broad shoulder and felt his breathing close to her as his fingers left her cavernous cleavage and cut underneath the straps of her bikini top.

"The two couples eh? Young and old, that'll be fun!"

"No, I'll have Mom on my team." Savannah bit her bottom lip as he slithered down to graze her nipple bringing it to arousal. His fingers strummed the rubbery cap, tingling her senses in conjunction with his possessive words, and leaving her desperate for him to just suck on it.

"Oh?" Tim raised his head finally and Savannah snapped her gaze to him. Caught. Noah's hand was effectively squeezing her left breast, his palm inside her top, flat on her hard nipple as she leaned against him. Despite the panic, Savannah for a moment wondered if she could shuffle back and feel a meaty surprise waiting for her.

"Yeah." Noah spoke and she took a moment to glance up at the teen and noticed his eyes were completely on Tim, as if he were applying lotion to himself in the most inconspicuous way rather than pawing at her soft breasts. Then, in a move that defied her expectations, her dominant son circled his hand, openly rubbing his tit flesh and successfully left Tim stunned

"Uhhm..." Noah's eyes never left his dad's and instead, Tim looked to her for an answer. Of course, Savannah was happy to explain the situation to her son.

"Well that's settled then. Oh, and you still need to do the other side, baby..."

"Sure, Mom." His slippery hand left her F cups for a moment as he lifted the remainder of the cream from her cleavage and then he attacked the right globe from below. The teen slid underneath the small bikini cup, struggling desperately to hold onto her huge jugs and smeared the white cream onto her skin casually.

It was completely accepted as Tim remained silent, applying his own sunscreen, and the need for her to have the lotion under her bikini went unchallenged. The situation only changed when, after ten seconds of extended groping and rubbing, her bikini slipped and a firm pink nub exposed itself for all parties.

"Oh! Baby, hold on~!" She spoke playfully, and giggled before throwing a delicate hand onto the rigid cap. "My titty popped out..."

"Haha~" Noah laughed behind her, his strong arm releasing her stomach to simply hold her waist. "I did think this bikini was a bit too small..."

"Oh?" Savannah lazily pulled the cup back into place and slapped Noah's hand away. "I don't remember you complaining about how it looked before~!"

"And I'm still not, but you had to know that your boobs are way too big to wear this with no risks..." He flicked the straps of the top as he finished and Savannah simply rolled her eyes dramatically. The dark haired mom looked finally over to her husband and, noting the curiosity in his eyes once again, shrugged. He wasn't going to catch on even with something as blatant as this and she liked flirting with her baby.

"Just shut up and do my back Noah..."

~oOo~

Lisa walked barefoot as the heat of the sand and sun sank into her body. Those should have been the primary sources of heat but the sight of Noah's hot, chiselled body worked on her much better than they ever could.

As they approached the cresting waves, her eyes were glued to his broad back, his lean muscles and his arms. He looked incredible in the sunshine and it was almost enough for her to ignore the woman walking alongside him. Unfortunately, it seemed Noah had gotten his looks from his mom. Savannah Rosmier-Jones was just a normal parent until a few days ago. Entirely nice and well meaning although maybe less talkative than some of the other older people that knew about her and Noah's relationship.

Sure, Lisa knew that Savannah was exceptionally pretty and had a killer figure but to have it thrown in her face like it was now was difficult to say the least. The black eyed teen watched in a feeling most like anger as mom and son conversed with Savannah's whole body shaking and bouncing.
Compared to her own more normal bikini, Savannah had opted for a tiny, strappy pink thing which was so garish it stood out clean through the ridiculously thin, stretchy yellow sundress she'd had on top. With that weak covering gone, the bikini front showed off the biggest boobs Lisa had ever seen, while leaving a space to show off a tiny waist and wide flaring hips. Then the bottoms, God, the bottoms. They were practically nonexistent.

A pink sliver that was eaten up by a thick, bubble butt to leave only a small triangle at the upper section. With that, a huge expanse of ass meat was exposed, shining in the sun from the cream on it and wobbling like it was made of jelly while hinting at toned muscle below.

So, it felt like Lisa had done something wrong. But Noah had been adamant that there was nothing wrong, that Lisa was just finally seeing more of the woman because they'd made things public.

Well, Lisa didn't like what she was seeing.

It was a blessing then to at least hide that ludicrously curvy body under some water. Hopefully, they'd go deep. Lisa took a deep breath and then nodded at whatever Tim had been saying, before tugging on her own bikini a little to show off a bit more of her perky boobs.

~oOo~

"Shit!" Noah smacked the ball high into the air before rolling into the foot deep water.

"Nice one, baby!" His mom cheered, following up on his assist with a long shot.

"I've got it! Ahhh...!" His dad offered, rushing backwards to catch the sailing ball and managing to get fingertips to it but ultimately failing. A small splash resounded and Noah whooped victoriously as they won yet another point. The blonde wasted no time rushing over to his milf player and lifting her from behind in a firm hug.

"Ah~!" Savannah squealed delightfully as his chest connected with her back. "That was amazing, Noah! I can't believe you kept that in!"

She turned to him with a dazzling smile and a soft body. The teen grinned back.

"Nah, it wouldn't be going so well without your accuracy Mom!" He high fived her and watched her pouty lips curl at their victory. She spun back to the other team and the teen took a moment to glance down at her butt. The fat booty cheeks bounced, dangerously close to clapping together everytime she jumped and he admitted to himself that he was intentionally setting up her shots that way. It wasn't his fault though, she had a virtual thong on and he was only human after all. He'd never thought much of her gym trips or her obsession with squats before but fuck they paid off in full.

He knew he should stare, not with Lisa so close, and he really has stopped before today. It was just, damn, it was hard. His mom was smoking hot. Dripping sex in every aspect of the word. Then there was that stuff with his dad. Tim hadn't been around much when he was younger but they still had an okay relationship, just fairly independent of each other. It felt hot then to Noah to think that he was doing what his absent dad should have been doing to his mom. They weren't going to fuck or anything obviously but he wasn't going to stop her fooling around with

"You guys need some more practice!" Tim rose from the low water, his thinning hair washed slick to his head, with a groan of annoyance to his wife's berating. "Maybe we should play one handed, huh?"

"Mom's being nice. You guys fucking suck." He roared with laughter and Savannah laughed with him while Lisa charged over to the net.

"One last point. Winner takes all!" She demanded as she came to a stop.

"What's the point, honey, we haven't got anything to play for..."

"If you win, we'll pay for lunch tomorrow. Any restaurant you guys want." Savannah turned to him and they shared something nonverbal. "If we win, then we're back at the beach first thing tomorrow. No shopping!"

~oOo~

Savannah masked a smirk at that. Lisa had been obviously intimidated on their shipping spree, both by the amount of money spent and the nature of the clothing. It was all tiny dresses and miniscule bikinis meant to drive a man crazy. Needless to say, Lisa hadn't bought anything. The poor girl wanted a win, something to cling on to and Savannah would delight in taking that away.

"You're on!" The lilac eyed babe accepted and got into position, arching her back and bending forwards near the net. She knew that Noah was behind her, minding the back of their made up court and it did mean she pushed her butt out more than needed.

"Mr. Jones, let's do this!" Lisa's small eyes narrowed with focus as she pushed the ball up for her serve. It went right and Savannah was immediately there, showing off her athletic past as she swerved it and returned to the opposite side of the net. Tim closed the gap and bumped it, just passing the net for an easy point but Noah had read it completely and appeared in a flash to smash the ball to the far corner. Lisa went sprinting, her thin legs flailing awkwardly in the foot deep waters until she found her placement.

"Mr. Jones!" She called breathlessly, pushing the ball up into a slow set up. Tim bungled back, tripping a little but surprisingly making it and returning the ball over the net.

Right into Savannah's hands.

With both of their team so far back, she locked eyes with Lisa. Then, she smirked for the first time, exposing just what the bitch could expect from her, before gently nudging the ball over the net. A perfect dropshot and a flawless victory for mom and son.

"Hell yeah, Mom~!" Noah cheered from behind her and what followed was a loud, firm slap. "That's what I'm talking about, haha!"

He pumped his fists in the air, showboating at the net while the remaining trio all focused on the same thing. He'd just spanked her ass in front of them. His fingerprints were likely making themselves seen on her cheeks and none of them would be able to forget it long after those marks vanished.

~oOo~

Savannah waded out a bit further still and, with the relatively low depths, they were left in warm, roughly knee high water with minimal waves. The distance from the beach wasn't too great but he'd have to squint to make out what his fiancee and dad were doing back at the towels.

He'd told them to practise as a joke. A little competitive dig but Lisa seemed to take it seriously, her face scrunching up with determination before she ventured to shore to mess with the volleyball.

"This is far enough." He raised an eyebrow at her as she stopped finally and turned to him.

"Far enough for what?"

"Far enough that I can pretend the water washed them off..." With that, she reached over her head and removed the bikini strap allowing the tiny top to fall away onto the bobbing ocean.

"Whoa, whoa..." Noah jerked out to grab the soaked item, stuffing them into his shorts' pockets and quickly looked back at the shoreline. "What are you doing?"

"Take off those shorts, baby..." She reached out to stroke his firm chest. The teen looked at her, his eyes drinking in her heavy titties hanging so erotically. They were wet and dripped enticingly in a way that had his fingers twitching to squeeze them but Lisa was so close.

"Mom, we're out in the open here..."

"You didn't care about that when you were fondling my boobs earlier or when you slapped my ass..."

"That's different." He disputed, stepping closer to her as she did the same. "She wasn't-

"We can say that the water blew them off if they notice, or we can tell them that you got bitten by something, I don't really give a shit."

"..." Noah went quiet, her face so cool and determined and her nipples so hard.

"I played watching that monster bouncing around and I want to see it. Now." They were about a metre apart, the sun blazing to the side in the late afternoon.

"I'm not going to do that Mom."

"Okay." She accepted surprisingly easily and he couldn't deny he was disappointed. God, she was making him crazy and they hadn't even really done anything. "I'll go get your Dad, and he can let me suck his balls dry."

That caused a rise in him and Noah lowered his gaze instinctively.

"You don't want me to, it's obvious." She vocalised on his behalf and then followed up with her signature sex voice. "You've been pretending that little whore is your whole world, parading her around in front of me while touching me. Squeezing my big ass, rubbing my big tits... You want this more than I do..."

In the heat of the moment, it was difficult to confront his own morals. Was she right?

"No, I love her."

"Right... You love her..." Savannah averted her gaze to the shoreline, at the jumping girl, and he found his eyes dropping lower again, staring at her soft, supple chest and the hard, pink nipples. "Is that why you touched my ass in front of her?"

"Look..." He felt cornered, and his experience with girls his age came through. "Yes, you're really really hot, and I've not been the best at resisting... But, she's the one, Mom. We fooled around a little but it's crazy, right? A bunch of mistakes we've made because of how horny we can get..."

"I've never made a mistake." She shut him down completely. "No girl has ever been good enough for you and that fucking bitch? No way. I knew you were making a mistake and I knew that you needed to be shown the right path. The path that was there all along."

"Mom..." He couldn't believe the words coming from her mouth. How long had she felt like this? He couldn't deny the ego boost it gave him was amazing but, he was a good person right? He shouldn't do this anymore even if it meant giving up some truly incredible head.

"I want to see it now. Will you do that for me, baby? Will you show me your big, fat dick and I can use that to get me through this boring meal I have to go to with your dad..." Her voice suddenly shifted from cutting him down to sultry, sensual goddess. Well, if it was for the meal, then he wasn't really doing anything wrong. And Lisa was so far away anyways. The idea of getting his mom's pouty lips wrapped around the root of his cock had nothing to do with why he was considering her request.

She needed help and he was uniquely equipped to help her. There was no way his lame dad could manage it.

The teen glanced over to the shoreline and hooked his shorts before beginning to tug slowly.

~oOo~

Savannah cooed softly as she watched her handsome son lower his shorts lazily. In a tantalising display, he revealed his smooth crotch and then a thick base of shaft being constrained by his waistband.

"Hmmm... yes, you look so hot like that..." She complimented him, causing him to lock eyes with her. His red swim trunks had been so packed with dick that she'd been slowly getting herself worked up over the course of the game and that cocky, victorious slap of her ass had been a trigger.

"You were looking during the game?"

"Oh yeah..." Her hands roamed her torso, tweaking a pink nipple as she moaned in response.

"Shouldn't you have been looking at Dad, instead?" The shorts dropped to the ocean surface, and exposed his girthy, soft cock.

"Hmm..." She shivered a little just at the sight, pinching her hard nub and tugging on it a little. "No way. You're sooo much bigger and hotter even like this~!"

He smirked smugly, obviously receptive to her filthy compliment and to the way her eyes were scanning over his meat, and then reached out to hold the side of her neck.

"Did you like seeing my big ass?"

"Fuckkk mom...We should really stop..." He hissed, his free hand dropping to his abs while the one on her body slithered across her soft, wet skin to squeeze her breasts.

"You loved it, didn't you? You watched me bounce my ass and shake tits at every chance you could have..." Savannah reached out and gripped his hardening cock, while looking over to the shoreline. Her son followed her gaze to his prissy little girlfriend but refused to release her heavy chest. "Were you even looking at her?"

"Ugh..." He groaned throatily and bounced her boob in his hand for a second, before looking back at her body to find her resting her hand on top of his. Together, they manipulated her breasts, adding an element of roughness and intimacy that was missing from her own fingers.

"No... You weren't. You were watching me, having fun with me, winning with me, and thinking about all the filthy, nasty things that you want to do-"

"Heyyyyyy......!!!" A voice called from far away and suddenly, Noah was behind her, jamming his steel rod into her ass.

"Hi, Lisa...!" Savannah replied, all the gentle foreplay falling by the wayside as they addressed the fiancee.

"..." The raven-haired teen was obviously talking, her palms cupped around her mouth as if trying to amplify her voice, but it was barely audible. And it didn't help that Noah was distracting her with eight inches of swollen cock.

"You know, I think you were right. We should probably get back..." Noah responded to her sensible suggestion by wrapping a strong right arm around her neck, his hand clapping down on her left shoulder, and pulling her tight to him. Their hot, wet bodies melted together as they both stared at the girl.

"...Sure..." He spoke breathily, sliding his cock between her asscheeks while using his free hand to roll her nipples. She grinded back against him, smushing her plump cheeks against him, gyrating her hips in concentric circles that massaged his long, hard length.

"She's looking at you, waiting for you to come back..."

"Yeah, yeah... definitely..." He adjusted his head to come next to her ear. "But, you wanted this right...? Maybe you could just..."

"She's calling you baby. Your precious little girlfriend. Do you think she can see us right now?" She leaned back and kissed his jaw, loving the feel of her hands on her and his possessive grip across her neck.

"No, I'm sure we're too far out..."

"She's waving us over..."

"Yeah right, no I will... but, I'm all worked up..."

"So...?" She had never been so hot, prying the answer from his hot mouth, and feeling his squeeze tighten in animal hunger.

"Just... uh..." His breathy tone struck her ear. "You were going to suck my dick, right...?"

"Oh." Savannah feigned innocence. "Oh, no Noah. You were right about being careful with Lisa around. What kind of mom would I be if I gave you the best, sloppiest, most incredible blowjob of your life and then sent you to the hotel room with your girlfriend that you love so much with empty balls?"

"..." She'd stunned him, she could tell, and before he could act again, she pulled from his grasp. She twisted, looking back at him and the slippery, precum coated mess that was his beautiful cock and grinned, taking the bikini top from his shorts.

"Besides, you think this is going to be another mistake." He winced at the word while she smirked. "I'm sure you'll get something amazing from your soon-to-be wife anyways.... right?"

~ooOoo~

Noah watched the sultry temptress walk away from him, her body encased in a deliciously tight sage green dress, as his fiancee spoke up.

"Now that we're alone, should we check out that restaurant we saw?" The blonde teen turned to his partner and nodded casually. Right, the restaurant, the one that she'd gushed about while they'd wandered the town after the beach trip. "Great!"

She took his hand and Noah tried to suppress the thought that it didn't feel as good as his mom's incredible ass or her jiggly boobs. The couple moved together, making idle chat and soon the term found his focus on her. He engaged with her, joked and made her laugh uproariously while they enjoyed a nice meal. She'd dressed up a bit, using the natural heat to wear a surprisingly short skirt and a puffy blouse that alluded to soft curves beneath. All in all Noah was charmed by her and was on the verge of forgetting all about the other woman on their trip. It seemed that fate had other plans for him though.

"Your mom is really pretty, huh?" Noah glanced up at Lisa's puzzling expression. He didn't like where this was going.

"Uhm yeah..." He smiled as casually as he could, leaning back in his chair with the pale blue shirt and dress pants he wore feeling stifling all of a sudden..

"Like, I knew she was pretty, but God, she's amazing..." Lisa forked her remaining food aggressively, refusing to look at him and in doing so conveyed how she really felt. Noah had noticed it of course, noticed that there was a vast difference between Savannah and Lisa. And that it was being shoved in Lisa's face for the first time. This was exactly what he'd been so cautious about but his slutty mom was too good at the game.

"Guess we're both blessed with good genes, haha." He tried to smooth out the tension but the fork dropped and his fiancee stared at him.

"You mean my mom? Yeah, she's pretty for a mom but, no... Savannah is different..."

Noah wasn't sure what to say and instead opted for resting his palm on top of her hand. Lisa seemed to soften at his attention and her shoulders loosened in relief but then her raven black eyes hardened again.

"It's just awkward..." It was obvious that some specific image had come to her mind and provoked her back into her frustration. He could only hope it wasn't the insanity of his humping Savannah's ass in the water.

"What do you mean?" Noah encouraged her.

"She's your mom and she's dressing like..." Lisa's voice faded and at the same time, his body tensed up. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I mean, she's..."

"She's what?" Noah pulled his hand back from her, trying to stop his face morphing into a frown.

"... You know, her body... it's not normal and that bikini was..." Lisa tried to reach across and took his hand again. "Inappropriate."

Noah left his hand there, trying to sympathise with his partner but he found it difficult. He'd given Lisa plenty of attention and yet, just seeing Savannah at the beach had affected her this much. Seeing that hot, filthy body bursting out of a sexy pink bikini had pissed his fiancee off. That was not what he'd expected from the girl he was marrying. He thought she'd be more responsive to the hidden things, not just his mom's bombshell appearance. This was almost...

"She's hot."

"What?!" Lisa wrenched her hand back and her thin lips curled into a vicious scowl.

"The weather, Lisa. It's roasting and you want her to, what, wear a parka jacket?" Noah knew he shouldn't be saying this. He knew but it came from him without consideration for his fiancee's feelings.

"I don't want her to wear a winter coat, Noah...!" She was hissing now, casting a momentary glance around the restaurant. "I'm just saying that she shouldn't be letting it all out where anyone could see!"

"Who is anyone? There was barely anyone at that section of the beach? And we don't even know any of these people!" Noah was growing exasperated.

"I don't know! Fucking anyone! God, I can't believe you're acting like this!"

"I'm acting weird?!" He scoffed. "Oh, right, sorry let me support you, precious. Hey Mom, I just thought I'd let you know that my fiancee is pissed off that you've got F cups and wants you to wear a nun's gown tomorrow!"

"How do you even know that?!" She was shouting now, and there were more than a few people staring at them. "Noah, I mean, what the actual fuck?"

"I-I..." He stuttered for a moment and Lisa latched onto it.

"You what? Don't you see how weird that is?" The slim girl seemed primed to attack this point and he knew he had little comeback. He just knew and had confirmed it when those massive jugs were in his hands but he could hardly admit that. If she pushed him, he wasn't sure what he could say. "It's because of her, isn't it?"

Thank fuck. Noah cheered inwardly but hid it from his face.

"I know we kept things secret because of our friends but you were cautious around your Mom too. Was this why?" The blonde teen almost flinched as Lisa was remarkably close to the truth. "I mean- fuck. That thing in the store this morning, Noah, that's not normal!"
"She's looking out for me, Lisa. She had me when she was really young..." Noah retracted his hands from the table fully and his tone turned cold. This was a side to his fiancee he'd never seen before.

"Condoms Noah...!? In what world is buying you XL condoms and telling me that she likes the taste of cock-"

"That's enough Lisa." He silenced her authoritatively. The teen had been patient and waited but this had degenerated into a direct assault on his mom.

"...Noah..." She sat paralyzed as he stood and requested the bill. "I'm sorry... I just-"

"Lisa. I understand." He took a deep breath. She was jealous, horribly twistedly jealous. "You're nervous."

"..." She remained quiet.

"We just told my parents about this a few days ago and now you're stuck with them, only a hallway away for the next two weeks. It's a lot because you're seeing all the sides of my family that we avoided before."

She was angry and annoyed about the way his mom looked and envious of the attention he gave Savannah now they were all in the same vicinity. Noah might have felt guilty about making her feel that way if not for the fact Lisa had turned so bitchy about it. But as things stood, he pushed back at her with ice in his veins.

"It's normal."

"Y-Yeah, I think-" She tried to agree, seeing the cold blue of his eyes but Noah hadn't finished.

"I want you to tell me these things, I want to know them, but I won't let you take it out on my mom. Not when she's done nothing wrong."

The bill arrived and, with everything paid up, the teen offered his hand tersely.

"Now, let's go."

~oOo~

Savannah recoiled from the reeking, toothless old man as he giggled and slapped the table.

"Hahaaha!" Tim laughed like a buffoon next to her, submissively leaning over to pour another drink. "That's a funny story Kenshin."

The dark-haired bombshell leaned back a little, arching her back and caught the alcohol steeped old man staring at her chest, before she eased up and returned to a perfectly straight, seated position. Sat around the table, the four of them had finished their meals and it was now time for the 'funny story' portion of the work night. Savannah had been to hundreds of these. Events where, with the conclusion of eating, the most moronic and juvenile of the group would launch into tales of some niche way they'd ripped off a customer and then rest would laugh before delving into their own stories.

"Well, if you can believe it, there was this one..." The VIP, Ohara, began next, with Tim attending to her drink and Savannah switched off internally. She smiled without intent and thought about the decor of the room, the fairly nice gin she was getting to drink for free and then the hotel room. Noah would probably like their first night here.

Savannah brushed her hair back and took another sip of her drink while the crowd erupted in faux laughter. She looked over to her husband and cringed at his bare faced acting. Tim was not a man who enjoyed these stories, at least, she'd never heard him tell one around their friends. Yet, here he was, chuckling and commenting about the latest client. It wasn't as if they needed the money, with her family's vast fortune to tap into whenever they wanted, and yet here he was, prostrating himself for these people. Spineless.

She'd grown tired of these events quickly and now her strategy remained to feign illness around an hour in. An hour that Tim expected her to show up for still. He didn't even ask, no he just assumed she'd be coming. It seemed that the VIP's guest was also soon bored though as he began leering openly at her. The sage green dress Savannah had chosen hugged her stomach and hoisted her chest very flatteringly such that, even though she showed no cleavage at all, the creepy man was obsessed. She ignored him as best as she could but soon the VIP noticed it too and began to scowl.

Perfect.

It was the trifecta of bullshit she hated. A creep perving on her, a pruny hag judging her and a loser by her side unable to sense either problem.

"What was your name again, beautiful?" The old man lurched forwards and brushed her hand.

"Savannah." She replied tersely before looking at Tim.

"Right. Lovely, lovely name..." His wrinkled hands stroked her and Savannah pulled away with a frown.

"Spoiled a little with that expression." The woman tried to insult her, earning a passive look that obviously made her uncomfortable.

"..." Tim remained completely silent and the creep took that as a chance to continue his advance.

"You know, me and Ohara really are enjoying our first day but this has been the highlight so far..." He grinned at her, sending a shiver of disgust through her. He glanced at her husband, their eyes locked and then Tim looked away, talking to the VIP as the man's hand dropped below the table and reached across to brush her thigh.

Pathetic.

Savannah shifted back a little and then snapped.

"I can assure you that there's plenty to do here in the next two weeks and you don't want to find it cut short." The pale-eyed beauty stared down the old man. "Do you?"

"..." Momentary tension set in and, though she was comfortable with it, Tim jumped in, always desperate to please.

"Well, I mean there are a lot of sights to see here, Kenshin!" Tim chuckled awkwardly, pouring another drink and raising his glass for all of them to cheers.

"I'm sure there will be better company at least..." The wrinkled woman, doused in far too much makeup, tried to cut at her while the man drank heavily and then shuffled closer to the table, searching for Savannah's leg once more.

"So, Savannah, what is it you do?" Before even waiting for her to feign a reply, he continued. "I've got a secretary position available and I think for that role, you'd be just..."

He stared openly at her lips and then her chest.

"Big."

"I think you mean perfect." Savannah rolled her eyes. The fool wasn't even able to pretend to be cool about his attraction. He was drooling, filling his glass up once more with his own gaping mouth and in doing so disgusting her.

"..." Tim was of course silent.

"I think Tim's wife would be a little too high maintenance for a job like that, right?" The woman addressed her. "I bet you don't like to get down and dirty and prefer to just... lie there."

Savannah damn near laughed.

"Actually, I'm more than happy to. I just have high standards." The room turned silent at that and they watched as Savannah took a small final sip of her gin. The clock ticked to the hour mark and she was done.

"Okay, I'm not feeling great..." Savannah pulled back and stood. It hardly bothered her to have another degenerate lusting after her, or to have a bitch try to put her down but she wouldn't stick around for it if there was nothing for her in being there. No, she would head back to the deliciously soft, comfortable bed waiting for her and she'd relax there. Maybe she'd visit the sauna or jacuzzi. "I'm going to head to bed, honey..."

"Oh, yeah, no that's fine Savannah." He didn't bother getting up, his hands busy holding the drink for the client. "I'll catch up with you later..."

"I'll tell Noah you said goodnight." She turned and smirked as the group were suddenly discussing her and no doubt staring at her ass. She'd tell Noah alright, and she'd make sure they had a good, good night indeed.

~oOo~

"Noah, I'm sorry babe... Can you please-" Lisa begged again as they entered the hotel room. "Please stop..."

Her hands grabbed hold of him and tugged in an attempt to get him to stop but Noah pressed on until he'd kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt off.

"Come on, I said I was sorry..." Noah took a breath and then sat at the edge of the plush bed. Lisa instantly came to him, sitting on his thigh and cupping his face in her hands. "Noah..."

"... okay." The teen relented and she immediately kissed him, happily pulling back with a smile on her lips again. "Let's just forget about it."

"That's all I want..." She sighed.

"I'll ask my mom to tone it down a bit tomorrow..."

"Oh, babe, that... that would be amazing...!" She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a slow, deep kiss. Noah reciprocated with an arm around her dainty waist and one on her leg. "I love you..."

He found it hard to say anything back and chose instead to kiss her more hungrily. The feelings of frustration and annoyance morphed into feral hunger and she began to stroke his chest and shoulders.

"Let me show you how sorry I am..." Lisa stood and slipped out of her fluttery blouse and skirt, standing in front of him in only a set of lingerie and then she straddled him. "Let me show you in this amazing, romantic hotel room what the rest of our lives are going to be like..."

"No." Lisa flinched at his tone, her eyes seeming hurt for a moment but then turning bright as he gripped her and threw her down onto the bed. "Take off your panties for me..."

~oOo~

Savannah bit her bottom lip as she pulled away from the hotel door, her body reacting heavily to her stud son's words. Even as she knew he was about to give a hardcore dicking to the little bitch, she could only be turned on by his dominance. Words she hadn't uttered since being a teen were flooding back to her and she wondered how he'd react to her using them.

How hard he'd fuck her if she whispered them into his ear.

Glancing around, Savannah appreciated that it was late, around 10 but she couldn't be seen eavesdropping. Instead, she felt a devilish idea come to her mind, feeling, rather knowing, that the type of sex Lisa was about to get would be too much for the little girl. As her son likely began pounding his fiancee, Savannah retreated to her hotel room and began choosing out the sluttiest nightgown she could and sent a ruthless text.

Hope you had a better night than I did...

~oOo~

Noah kicked off his jeans and pulled his cock out of its confines to the gentle moans of his girlfriend. She lay on his bed, her legs parted and showing off the subtle sheen of her sex.

"Do you think I can take it all this time?" Her words set him off a little and Noah moved to get on top of her, letting his cock slap haphazardly across her legs and then her stomach.

"You want to be a good girl, don't you?" Noah encouraged her, stroking her cheek as he kept himself above her body with one arm.

"Hmm yes, I'll try..." She moaned at his touch, pushing her cheek out to get more from him. "I'm sorry about earlier..."

"Just sorry?" Noah shifted his hips, sawing his rigid pole against her soft skin, in anticipation of what he'd taught her.

"Really sorry, Daddy." She whimpered hotly and Noah was soon between her legs, eating her out like a madman. Her hips wriggled, her legs wrapped around him and her hands fell to his head as she held on in desperation while he abused her pussy with his tongue.

"Hmmm, yess...." She cooed, pushing her bare cunt into his mouth as he continued to suck and lick. Her clit bumped against his nose and she tightened up everytime it did so he made sure to do it more than it occurred normally by adjusting his position. He didn't bother going any lower, knowing that she was averse to it, and instead began kissing her inner thighs when she would get too close to release.

"Put it in me, I can't wait anymore..." She cried, her legs flailing a bit as he pulled back from her slippery pink hole again. The teen looked up at his red-faced partner and nodded. She was soaking wet and he knew that there was something more animal in him tonight, something dark that wanted to expose itself and almost had when he threw her onto the bed.

The anger at her, the hunger to satisfy his cock and the brutal blue balls all that teasing with Savannah had caused him. He would usually go a bit longer, maybe make her cum once but the teen wanted his own climax and she was asking him to after all. With a masked grin, the blonde pulled her legs apart and positioned himself between her.

She wasn't able to take all of him but, with the familiarity they shared, he knew she could work her way to six inches slowly. He started out wanting to do that but a flash of huge, jiggling milf ass hit him and the teen buried four inches inside of her immediately.

"Ahh!!" Lisa flinched, recoiling back a bit, but not entirely.

"Shit, sorry, Lisa..." He pulled back a bit, until only his swollen cockhead was inside of her hot, wet hole and her face settled.

"Okay..." She crumpled the sheets in her fists, nodding at him before Noah began to move again, sawing more of his meat inside of her. Normally, he'd had to be much more careful, kissing and holding her encouragingly but then another image came, one of massive, perfect tits and suckable nipples. Three inches, then four and finally five she managed by loosening her insides.

"Ohhhh myyy~~!" She screamed as Noah found a firm rhythm, lying as still as she could and letting him fuck her like a sleeve. "Ahh~!"

"Ugh..." Noah groaned as he rocked her back and forth, creaking their bed and turning her into a sweaty, broken mess. The only times she actively clenched and squeezed him were when she experienced one of her numerous orgasms. All the while, Noah grew more frustrated.

"Turn over!" He commanded, grabbing her legs and flipping her almost violently before slamming six inches inside of her.

"Ahh! Noah! Wait!" She cried but he continued on, knowing she could handle him to this extent although not for very long.

"Shhh, Lisa..." He quietened her, thrusting voraciously and pounding her little pussy harder than he'd ever done before. She just needed to hold on for ten minutes. Ten minutes of rough, hard fucking and he'd be able to put tonight behind them. He'd be able to shake the image and feel of his mom's filthy body. Noah reached up her back, gripping her hair for a second before her hand rested ontop of his. Telling him no. The teen responded by moving to her shoulder and holding her up, angling her pussy on her behalf so he could crash against the depths of her pussy again and again.

"Ohh my god..." She whimpered erotically as he plowed her.

"You like that, baby girl? You like that dick so deep in you?" He smirked arrogantly, his muscles unleashing their true potential for the first time in a long time as she managed to take a seventh inch. With it, her lack of effort made no difference as he was stretching her out so much, it was as if she was gripping him hard.

"Oh... ughhh ughh uhh...." She couldn't even speak, his hips slapping against hers with every animal thrust. "Please... Please..."

"Beg me more... You want me to fuck you even harder?" He slapped her small ass and she yelped but it was clear she was losing consciousness.

"...Please..." 'Okay, she was about to give in. Overwhelmed by him trying even a little, okay. It was shit but he could deal with it. As long as she gave him something. She was about to say it, words that he thought might at least let him cum before she passed out and robbed him of his own satisfaction. Just a few words. Just a few more seconds. She could do it. She had to. "Ahhnn~!!... I-I... can't... I can't Noah, stop..."

"..." He was forced to slow his rampaging attack, and eventually Lisa edged away such that his angry, hungry shaft slipped from her grip and was exposed to the relative cold of the hotel room. She'd cum again, one last time, her pink pussy gaping and clenching in the open air. Lisa then lay there a satisfied woman, having cum multiple times, quivering in delight while he stood a mass of pulsating muscles. He was forced to try through gritted teeth.

"I'll go slower..."

"No babe, god, I can't go anymore." She mumbled sleepily, nuzzling the pillow and pulling her legs together in a resolute fashion. As he stared down at her perky, naked body and then his iron rod, the teen couldn't help but imagine her.

Savannah.

She'd be able to take it. Her lewd, thick body would take the pounding he wanted to give. Her fat ass would absorb every thrust with an erotic jiggle, her F cups would cushion every blow and she'd moan in euphoria. Then she'd beg for more. It was wrong though. He knew that. As much as it would be an amazing, depraved experience, he knew that he shouldn't. Not with his fiancee so close.

While Noah remained still, his body overheated and overexcited, his partner began to snore softly. He hated snoring. The blonde pulled back and caught sight of his reflection, a tower of testosterone unfulfilled. He lifted his phone and, as if she knew, as if it was supposed to happen, there it was.

A text.

Hope you had a better night than I did...

It was all her fault.

Before he knew it, he threw on a thin dressing robe and was walking with a sole destination in mind.

~ooOoo~

Knock.

Savannah snapped her head to the door, a devilish smirk coming to her full lips. Tim wouldn't knock and Lisa would be excessively polite. No, it was Noah. The door swung open impatiently and a silhouette appeared, a tall powerful shadow that seethed with sexual rage.

"This is your fault." The milf smirked, her suspicions confirmed. Her stupidly hot son stepped closer, the lighting catching him more now and she ran her pale eyes across his form. His broad shoulders, his parted hotel robe, the chiselled mouth-watering abs and the loose bow below it. She wanted to lick the sweat from them. Then there was a huge bulge, an arrogantly prominent showcase of his thick meat that had her so fucking wet. Noah slammed the door behind him, enveloped fully in her space now and she got a good look at his face. He was furious.

"It's all your fault...!" He was almost grinding his teeth together, his gorgeous features twisted in confused anger. "If you weren't so...If you didn't do those things then I'd be there now. In bed with my beautiful girlfriend."

"Oh, what do you mean, baby?" Savannah could smell sex on him, along with pure manly musk that was emanating from his entire being and she struggled not to just rip her silky pink gown off. The dark-haired mom resisted though, choosing to stand from her position on the bed.

"...You-"

"Your first night here..." Savannah pointedly looked past him to the door. "It must have been amazing right? Romantic and... satisfying."

"..." He all but growled, stepping closer to her and grabbing ahold of the loose bow holding his robe together.

"I bet she was way better than I'd be and really took care of you..." Savannah could see he was on the edge, he was so close and she delighted in pushing him over that edge. Up until now, they'd been fooling around, skirting their actions through easy lies but this would be the true moment. The moment he realised what he really wanted was her. "I bet you didn't think, for even one second, that you wish it had been me there draining your huge, cum-filled balls."

"You..." Noah was clearly trying to reason something out but she was intent to get her man.

"It's not my fault that little bitch can't handle your fat dick." He seethed once more, his hard, muscular body tensing as pure hatred and anger exploded from him.

"You fucking... bitch." Noah snapped towards her, his hand grabbing her neck dominantly and pressing their bodies together. His eyes were wild and untamed, clearly so spited by his woman that he was trying to desperately blame her.

"Yesss, fuck!" She hissed in pleasure, delighting in the possession he was exhibiting. To hear him address her, his once precious mommy as a bitch was so fucking hot. "Push me down baby, make me take it!"

"God, you're getting off on this?" He was too, his cock so stiff as it jammed into her stomach. "You like me being so fucking angry at you?!"

"I think we both know it's not me you're angry at. And if it takes me deepthroating your huge cock to make it all better, well I'm willing to pucker up..."

"You're such a fucking slut. I'm telling you you're ruining my relationship and you think that means you're getting dick?"
"...Yes." Savannah began a descent, kissing her way down his hard chest, those delicious abs and then fell to her knees, gripping the bow holding his robe together.

~oOo~

Noah looked down at the sex goddess at his feet, her tiny robe splayed to show off a canyon of sweaty cleavage. A trail of her kisses were still resonating on his skin but it was the way she looked at him that was most distracting. He'd come here furious. Abjectly enraged. With the desire to do nothing more than scream and shout until she stopped her lewd teases. And yet, now, he was silent to her. Watching as she unwrapped him like he was a gift for her. Watching as she moaned softly at the reveal of his meat.

Noah had never been so hard.

His rigid length swung heavily, glistening in the low light and his mom stared at it with complete focus. Her pale eyes fixated on the length and shape and thickness and then on his big balls. She leaned in worryingly close and inhaled deeply.

"I can smell her on you..."

"..." Noah remained quiet, his own conflicting emotions stopping him from speaking. Savannah was much less reserved and raised her hand to cup his tender balls.

"They're so worked up right now..." Savannah's large eyes snapped to him and Noah felt cornered. " You couldn't cum with her."

She was right. Of course, she was. He needed to distract.

"I think you should buy some new clothes tomorrow." It was laughable, given his huge cock was swaying just inches from Savannah's immaculate face, his precum dripping tantalisingly close to her lips. Earlier he would have done anything to pump his rod into her mouth but now, he was scared of where it would take them. What would it do to him? Would he ever be the same again?

"Ahh..." The milf stroked his thigh with one hand, massaged his balls with the other and began to lap her way along his dick.

"Fuck..." Noah shuddered at the sight, at the smell and the feeling. It was only the beginning and he knew that he'd never be able to forget it. The feeling of her soft, wet tongue licking him so tenderly, so hungrily. It was incredible.

"I bet you want to choke me with it. To jam it down my tight little throat and make me gag... Fuck, I want it too baby, I want you to make me slobber all over it, to make my eyes water while you fuck my mouth like a toy." The pale-eyed temptress spit pure filth, the kind of filth that had Noah yearning for more. She punctuated her words with wet kisses to his meat and he oozed juices onto her chin as she did so.

Watching her so hungrily lick Lisa's essence off of him, as if erasing the Petrov's presence was intense but it also reminded him of what he was here for.

The blonde wrenched her head back, gripping her hair possessively, and sneered down at her.

"God, you are unbelievable..."

"Hmm~!" She took it as a compliment, gazing up at him with big, wanton eyes.

"You're supposed to support me, to help me to find someone who'd be right for me-"

"I'm right for you." Savannah cut him off, dragging her soft hands across his thighs, his abs and the base of his shaft enticingly. "I'm hotter than that bitch could ever be and you want to choose her?!"

Her gorgeous face turned arrogant.

"No way."

"Ugh..." Noah couldn't help it, he yanked her close and slipped his throbbing dick into a warm, waiting mouth.

"Hmmpfff..." His mom slurped down five full inches without even hesitating and in doing so, thrust Noah into a brand new world of pleasure.

"Fuuuckkk!" He groaned loudly, unwilling to think about the fact this was a shared room and they were across the hall from Lisa. It was too good, too dirty, too taboo. Did she really want him for herself? Was all that sexy, erotic fun part of her plan all along?

"Hmm... Ahhh~!" Savannah wrapped her lips around the midpoint of his bloated meat and suckled, her tongue circling and flicking at his leaking tip.

"Shit..." Noah leaned his head back, his eyes clamping shut as he squeezed her silky hair in his fist. Her head was beginning to bob a little, adding delicious friction of her plump lips across his shaft, with no prompting from him and he loved every second. It was as if she was made for it. Her hot, wet mouth simultaneously tight and deep enough to revel in. "Good..."

"You- Uck... You like that, baby?" Savannah slurped at his half-slick pole and then dropped her head to nuzzle his cum-filled sack. "You like the way that looks?"

"God, shut up! Just..." Noah tried not to look down, knowing exactly what he'd see and how much it would break him. Maybe, if he resisted, he could pretend this was Lisa, that it was his fiancee who was giving him the cock-sucking of a lifetime without even knowing what he liked.

"Noah..." She swallowed an orb and bathed it in her hot spit before swapping to the other and inducing a shiver in him. It felt so fucking good. "Look at me."

"..." The blonde gave in and his mind burned the image into his memory forever. The sight of her face beneath him, his balls in her sucking lips, her fingers at his thigh and his dick laying obscenely across the length of her face while precum dripped slowly onto the hair he was holding so tight.

The teen's lips curled into a vicious snarl, every word coming out with violent rage. "You're such a fucking selfish, horrible... slut!"

"Yesss~!" Savannah seemed to eat it up, moving ecstatically up and inhaling him once more. This time, Noah wouldn't play nice.

"Uck! Ughk! Uccck!" His mom came out with ungodly sounds as he began to fuck her mouth, her throat opening in way he'd only ever experienced once before to welcome his length.

"You like that, you fucking whore?! You like deepthroating this fat dick?" He looked down at her, wrapping another hand around her hair and plowing her mouth. Wet, throaty gurgles and moans sounded, the smell of pussy and sex along with the feeling of her mouth were all just exquisite and he found himself falling further into it.

"Huh?!" He roared, throwing her off himself.

"Ugh...!" Savannah shuffled back, getting to the bed and wiped her spittle soaked chin. Her hair was wild and her eyes glazed in a way that activated something truly animal inside of Noah. "Yes!"

He paused at the open admittance.

"I love it! Your dad has no idea of the things I want to do. The things I need." She lay back onto the bed, spreading her legs and pulling her tiny dressing gown apart to expose one, mammoth breast. Her nipples were just perfect, getting twisted and tugged hungrily by the milf. "I love getting sexy, I love dressing up, I love slutting it up."

He groaned and took a frighteningly keen step towards her. He'd just fuck her once. Just once.

"I love sucking dick. I love getting my pussy and ass eaten and, most of all, baby..." Her eyes locked with his and a ferocious spark of attraction hit him. "I love getting fucked. Pounded, railed, dicked senseless."

"..."

Noah dropped his pointless robe and strode, naked, towards the bed. Her smooth, shapely legs looked so good and he could make out the teasing pussy between them. He could only imagine how good it would be.

Just one time.

One time would be enough and then he'd be loyal forever.

"But you're engaged now." Her legs came together again, crushing him. Savannah patted the bed next to her as he diverted to lay down beside her and they took a moment. She was on her side next to him, their faces close. "I know what you really want, what you need. I could give it to you..."

"..." Noah breathed heavily, his dick throbbing painfully as she began to run her fingers across his stomach gingerly. Close up, with her silky hair brushing his shoulder, he could smell her and she was delicious. Understandably, he leaked copiously and her fingers dragged through the puddle he formed on his own stomach while she spoke.

"We could fuck eachother to death, I think."

"Unngh..." Noah had to groan at that. It was so fucking naughty.

"But we can't. Not while I'm here and you're over there. Not while you're too little of a man to claim what is yours. Not while I'm cleaning up the juices of some whore's pussy off you."

"I-" Noah stopped himself. What was he about to say? Savannah looked at him for a moment, her immaculate face for once not grabbing his attention as he instead noted the sheen on her lips and chin.

"I'm the only one who can handle this thing, you know?" She shifted her weight, throwing a leg over him and putting herself over him in bizarrely the most intimate position they'd been in. Their faces were so close and his mouth watered uncontrollably. His mom leaned in close and whispered her filth hotly into his ear, knowing full well that her chest melted into him when she did so. Knowing that her thighs brushed callously against his shaft and that his hands were forced to take hold of her trim waist.

"It's a monster. A bitch breaker, a perfect slut tamer..." She kissed his cheek and then his jaw, beginning a descent. "That's what your cock is and it's made for me. Made to breed me."

"Savannah...!" Noah hissed, his fingers grabbing as much soft flesh as he could as the dark-haired minx literally broke his brain. Their eyes locked once more, azure on lilac, as she made it down between his legs, ready to act. Noah's hands made sure to cup both breasts just before she did and confidently twisted each pink nub before they were cruelly taken from his grasp. It felt right to call her by her name in the moment and if she disapproved she certainly didn't show it.

"We'll make this the last time, huh?" His heart picked up. Then came the lewd sound and sight of his thick, wet cock slapping her face and cheeks. "One last, unimaginably hot time."

With a palm massaging each inner thigh, Savannah dropped her head, began inhaling his girth, and Noah lost his grip with reality.

~oOo~

Savannah didn't think it was possible to be more attracted to a man. As she sucked and licked and swallowed, every single thing about Noah made her hot. Every sensation made her want him more and want more of him inside of her. Her mouth, her face, her tits. Her pussy and her ass. They were all his. She'd literally lay at his side and blow him for the rest of the night if she knew he wanted it.

But she was on a mission.

"Uckk! Ugghkk! Slllck...!!" She slurped on his truly terrifying weapon, wrapping her lips around his girth as best as she could while flitting her tongue across his pulsing tip.

"Fuck Savannah~!" Noah groaned deeply, his hand finding her head once more but only holding it passively. Reminding her that he was there while allowing her free roam of his body. She took advantage, pulling his shaft from her drooling mouth on occasion to kiss and smooch his powerful thighs and swollen balls. Him finally saying her name, groaning it, was like a perfect cherry on top. "Ugh, yeah!!"

He was getting more carnal, growling animally and noticeably flexing when she paid attention to his sack. He was obviously blueballed as hell, his prissy little bitch having held out on him. Savannah made sure to remove every single trace of her nasty pussy from his meat and then made it her mission to overwrite any experience he'd ever had before.

"You're good at that, huh? Sucking dick..." Noah spat out hungrily, his free hand finding her shoulder and then her neck before settling on her melons. "Does Dad know what a fucking whore you are?"

"Uckk- No!" Savannah's body burned at the combination. Her frustration with Tim played perfectly with Noah's desire to test the taboo.

"Ha..." He chuckled darkly. Savannah immediately looked up at him, her son mid crunch so he could reach her needy chest and her body moved before she knew she would.

"...Ughff~!" Savannah dropped her jaw, slackened her tongue and fell into his lap, inhaling seven, thick inches of dick. "Uhmmmckkk~!"

"Holy fucking shit...! Ughhh!" Noah grunted appreciatively, his fingers grasping her hair tighter as she began to bob. Savannah focused, shifting over three inches consistently, and slowly pushing herself. For all she'd wanted to, it had been a long time since she'd used her throat and so it required warming up. "Oh my fuck-!"

She smirked at that. Noah obviously didn't mind her rustiness.

Savannah pressed through the stopgap at her throat and felt him plug the hole, triggering a few seconds of breathlessness that set her off even more. His hand denied her instantaneous release and, though she wanted to anyways, his aggressiveness had her pussy melting. The dark-haired milf pushed through then, breathing through her nose as she managed the eighth inch in her throat.

Settling there, she looked up at her blonde partner.

"Good girl..." She almost came right there and then. His shaft pulsed, his hips rising a little in a way that told her he was holding back for her sake. "Good fucking slut...! You're doing so good..."

"Hmmm~!" Savannah squealed in delight, pulling back with a raunchy slurp to breathe once more. Her eyes were watering a little and she could feel liquid dripping from her bruised lips but Noah's gaze never faltered. He was in love with her.

"Tell me."

"You're insane." He breathed heavily, running a hand through his hair as she waited.

"Tell me."

"...You're better than her."

"Yesss~!" Savannah gushed, her legs tensing violently as the desire to impale herself on his pole almost overrode every other thought in her. And then, he outdid her expectations once again. He stroked her hair back, ran a thumb across her lips and sneered.

"You're incredible and so much better at this than Lisa... Now, blow me like a good little whore...!"

The next minute was insane. Savannah threw everything at him, sucking the top half of him while jacking off the rest. Her free hand roamed his thighs, his abs and his balls manically, all while she inhaled him, her cheeks caved in furious suction as she drank everything he gave her. Her fingers twisted and twirled, her lips squeezed and she made the dirtiest moans imaginable for him until finally, in the large room, under the darkness and with nothing between them, he erupted.

~oOo~

Noah huffed slowly, a solid five minutes having passed since the mind-numbingly strong orgasm. His busty counterpart had drunk the thick load, keeping only his cockhead in her mouth while he spewed for her. There was no show this time, no play, only the intimate connection. She literally loved it.

The teen meanwhile brushed her hair, her shoulder and her back, revelling in the feeling of her clean up until they were left staring at each other on the bed. Now, they were on their backs again, her face wiped clean on the sheet corner, his hand casually on her thigh rubbing slow circles while she breathed quietly. Inside him, the dialogue was gone and it was replaced by a single, compulsive command.

"Let me..." Noah shifted and attempted to position himself between her legs. Looking down at the milf, he tentatively moved with his heart and mind racing. How good would she feel if a blowjob had him near breaking? Noah shook those thoughts from his mind and instead focused on the softness of her skin, the suppleness of her thighs as she allowed him to grab them and place them at either side of him.

"..." The blonde's dick wanted more. It needed it and so he gripped the once again hard base and positioned his cockhead at her lips. Her perfect, gorgeous, steamingly hot pussy. Clean shaven except for a small triangle, deliciously shaped and soaked beyond belief, she was ready for him. He adjusted his hips, ready to penetrate her finally, ready to delve into the most depraved and undoubtedly best thing he'd ever do. Ready to stretch those hot, wet lips to an almost painful width to get his ravenous cock in and then she stopped him.

"You don't want to cheat on her, right?" The teen looked at her and could see her pale lilacs plotting. He'd do anything to be in those soft, wet folds right now and so he leaned forwards, laying between her legs, his arms at either side of her head and tantalisingly close to her lips. She reached down and gripped his throbbing meat, noisily slapping it against her mound a few times and extracting a harsh hiss from him. He wanted this more than anything.

"I'd be a terrible person if I encouraged you to, wouldn't I? You said so yourself... You love her..." Her hands moved to his chest, then dropped to her own and he fought the urge to look. She was definitely playing with herself beneath him. "Then again, you're being pretty terrible yourself, aren't you? I haven't even cum yet-"

"Unngh." Noah grunted, instantly ready to drop lower when her hand caressed his cheek. He twisted to kiss it almost instinctively.

"I mean..." She traced her fingers across him distractingly. What was it? She could say anything, but she was delighting in teasing it out. "I don't know. I'd feel terrible if I said it..."

"...Just say it, Savannah. I'll do whatever..." The blonde had to take a moment, his dick was sawing against her stomach in this position, so close to nirvana and just a bit more would get him there.

"Well, it's just a bit unfair isn't it? I mean, you brought her here, parading her around in front of me and I'm the one tasting her on you."

The penny began to drop for the blonde.

"We really, obviously shouldn't fuck now you're engaged but maybe we could keep fooling around when our amazing bodies need it. You know, if you can make things a bit less unfair..."

She was crazy. Completely and utterly insane. But he had to. He had to know what it was to fuck her and if that's what it took.

"Spread your legs."

~oOo~

The stud started slowly, he waited for her to spread her legs, present her sex to him and then began to slowly rub. She was sopping wet already of course but he treated her as if she were a new girlfriend. Eventually, fingers turned into kisses and Savannah lit up. His lips made contact for the very first time and sent a spark through her that had her legs twitching.

Another and then another, he smooched his way around her hole, occasionally licking at the end to drink up her juice. Savannah was more than happy to ooze more for him, her hands roaming her huge tits for supplementary pleasure while her son worked.

"You even taste delicious." He stated so matter-of-factly it excited her. The hunk pressed her lips at either side, and then gently pulled, revealing her gaping hole for him. They held steady for a second, a second where she could tell he was memorising every single detail of her immaculate pussy. Then, he settled into a deep, tongue kiss.

"Ahhnn~!" Savannah mewled at the raw, intimate feeling of him inside of her, his tongue was wide and flexible in its approach, teasing the waiting inner walls while his thumbs massaged the sides of her pussy lips. Surprisingly, he left her clit alone, seemingly only interested in her eager hole for now.

"You're so hot..." He whispered gently, his hot breath ticking another box for her in the sensations checklist and exciting her even more. Savannah could only imagine the pool of juices beneath her. It was the kind of slow, sensual pussy-eating that would have her whimpering his name but begging it to never stop.

"Hnngh..." Noah drew back with a confident smile, his incredible mouth moving away and kissing up to her stomach while his palm cupped her needy mound. "Baby..."

Savannah almost whimpered at the slowdown, her hands moving to his shoulder as a nudge but he denied her. The blonde pushed upward, keeping his own hand perfectly still, until he almost arrived at her chest.

"Suck on them...! Come on, I want you so much~!" She huffed with slight exasperation in her voice but once again he stopped. Savannah's legs twitched at the cruel treatment and her eyes found his in search of an answer. Noah waited, showcasing his patience once again, just to the point she felt inclined to say something and then he went lower again.
~oOo~

Noah was struggling. Really, really struggling. As his hands grasped at her full thighs, his fingers melting into her supple flesh, he was losing himself. As he kissed her sweaty skin, as he explored her sex, as he drank her juices, he was forgetting everything else in the world.

Eating pussy was enjoyable, sure, and he'd gotten pleasure from it before but this was on a whole other level. Savannah's every moan and groan and mewl were like a shot of adrenaline and inspired him to want to hear more, to feel more, to taste more. The teen made an effort to make this something unforgettable. His mom was so hot that she deserved it. She deserved the attention it was obvious her husband didn't give her.

It helped that her pussy was the best he'd ever had. The teen finally returned to it and began eating her out with careful precision.

"Unnghh~!" Perfectly shaped, bald and dripping. It fuelled his ego massively to think this pussy would be his some day. Sure, she'd refused him today and that convinced him to draw this out, to deny her some pleasure, but with what he had planned, there was no way she wouldn't end up getting the brutal dicking she craved and he wanted more than anything to give her.

~oOo

Savannah was writhing on the bed. She didn't mind his attention but it was becoming excruciating now. The sensual pussy eating was driving her crazy. The milf was just about to grab him and scream for him to end it when he pounced.

"OHHH FUCK~!!" The dark-haired goddess threw her head back and let out a sharp scream as he finally grazed her pleasure button with his teeth. Their eyes met, Savannah forcing herself up to look down at the cocky assaulter and found his eyes, the only part of him she could clearly see, amused. Two could play that game. The mom wrapped her legs around his head and yanked him back so he was buried in her cunt once more and boy was he happy to oblige.

"Ahh~~!!" Savannah screamed without a care as her pussy was feasted upon wildly. Sucking lips, kisses, and flailing tongue followed by deep, penetrating stabs. His hands stroked the outsides of her thighs, her stomach and often ended with a thumb pressing down on her clit. "Ohhhh my Goddd... that feels so fucking good, baby~!"

Needless to say, she had a few close calls but Savannah braved them all. Her amazingly raunchy, filthy son ate her out while she continued to wind tighter and tighter. Every time she got close, he would slow down, pausing to simply kiss her lips or blow gently on them. In the end, it was something rather slight that broke her. He whispered. Probably to himself more than to her given how quiet it was.

"Don't get addicted, Noah..."

"OHHMMYYFUCKKK~~~~!!!!" Savannah clenched the bedsheet with ferocious strength, her legs clamping down around his head, as she rode out the best orgasm yet. Waves of titanic strength exploded wracking her entire essence while he nuzzled her pulsing clit and drank. Noah held steady, squeezing her thighs supportively as she quaked for him. The milf couldn't quite manage to look at him, though she was desperate to and settled for staring aimlessly at the ceiling while she saw stars.

"Hah... Ha... Hah..."

"Huf... Ahh... Ah..."

They panted together as she finally came down from the high. Savannah slowly rubbed her body all over, meeting Noah's fingers at her stomach as he did the same. He sensibly avoided her sensitive mound and managed to prolong the aftershock through gentle caresses and attention.

"The bed is ruined." Noah informed her when her legs finally unlocked.

"Oh...?" Savannah absently replied.

"You came all over it." He chuckled a little and the milf was reminded of where they were. She shuffled back and leaned up against the headboard to take in the evidence.

There were huge wet patches all over,with deep, sex-scented stains from where they'd been. From the juices they'd each failed to swallow. Well, it wasn't their fault they'd made the other so hot and horny.

"..." Noah breathed deeply, rising to his knees at the base of the bed and Savannah took a moment to absorb the sight of the stud there. His hard body, his wide, swinging cock and the way he was licking his fingers clean. She hoped that he'd save a little for the ultimate betrayal but instead her son gulped down every drop. Satisfied, he leaned over her once more, his toned arms at her sides as he leaned in. Their mouths connected and, as he dominated her space, the duo tasted each other.

"Mmm..."

"Hmm~"

There was a quiet euphoria in the conclusion to their first night in the tropical paradise. A calm as Savannah held onto her post-orgasmic reverie. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him keenly, ready for sleep to take them both.

Noah had different intentions though.

Her hunky son pulled away, smirked, and shuffled down. Before Savannah could query it, he grabbed her ankles, tugged her down and flipped her.

"God, I've been thinking about this ass for years..." She smirked at that, dropping her face into a pillow and bouncing it a little for him. She'd noticed that he'd completely avoided her butt when going down on her and didn't speak up in case he was averse to it. Now, it was clear that wasn't the case and she beamed in delight at that. Shifting her hips, her deliciously fat cheeks wobbled and enticed a firm, confident slap.

"Oh~!" Savannah yelped mildly, feeling his fingers squeeze and rub her down.

"This fucking thing caused me so much trouble, you know that?" He grabbed her buns and pulled them apart, exposing her puckered hole for him to stare at while she chuckled.

"Trouble?" She shook her head a little, giggling at the suggestion.

"You were always bouncing it around..." Noah released her cheeks and gave them both another firm slap, sending a quiver down her spine. "Those industrial strength bras kept your jugs in control at least but your ass was just out all the time... Shaking in those tiny thongs and see through yoga pants... Mocking me."

"... I know, baby... I knew you were looking..." Savannah turned her head to the side as her counterpart lifted her hips to put her on her knees in a familiar position.

"Hmm..." Noah kissed one jiggling cheek, then the other, and then rang his tongue across her. Taking a moment to hum in appreciation, the teen wobbled her buns and then began to worship her secondary hole.

"Uggnh..." Despite her exhaustion, Savannah found her body delighting in the treatment she was getting. Having cleaned up in anticipation of any action at all, she loved the reward of Noah's tongue inside her asshole. Having his hands holding her huge ass, prying her cheeks open to lick the treasure beneath. The teen got his fingers involved too, slipping a thumb into her to the sound of a delighted moan, while kissing and slobbering across her backside. Savannah made some effort to shake and bounce, sending ripples through her smooth flesh that would appeal to his eye but for the most part, Noah just ate her ass like it was lunch.

As it went on, Savannah wondered if he would take her to orgasm again, a feat she'd never even considered but he surprised her again as he pulled away. With her pussy keen once again, Savannah twisted to look back at the stud questioningly. His azure eyes were dark, almost sinister, as he moved with pure mission.

"Next time I'm here, it'll be my dick going into this ass, Mom." She shuddered at the raw power behind that statement. The conviction.

"Next time?" She asked tentatively.

"..." Wordlessly, the blonde groped her ass one last time, dipping down to take a final languid lap of her pussy, her asshole and her sweaty crack in a deliciously depraved showing. He left the bed, still naked, and now facing away from her. The milf stared at the tall, wide back of her partner, her breath caught in awe. "I'm going to kiss my girlfriend goodnight."

"..." Savannah's jaw dropped. Her brain imploding and her body ready to throw everything at the god of a man who was with her. Her son leaving the room was the only thing that allowed her to maintain the air of denying him her pussy and instantly her fingers were buried in her aching cunt, stroking and stabbing as she was overcome with desire before she began to cum seconds later. Sure, she'd sucked Lisa's pussy juices from Noah's dick but that horrid bitch would be tasting her ass tonight. And that made the world seem a little bit more fair.
Congratulations Ch. 03
Mom and Son indulge without regard for those their way.
Chapter 3 - Indulgent Climax

Tim trundled around the room with a clear hangover, navigating slowly in assembling his clothes and then heading for the shower. Savannah remained firmly planted at the edge of the bed as he did, paying him minimal attention as she instead bombarded her lover with texts.

"Uhm..." Tim began exceedingly slowly. "...Do you know where my shoes are?"

"I'm going to see if Noah's ready." The black-haired milf didn't bother answering her confused husband. He was two feet from the shoes but completely blind to them, padding around in his stained t-shirt and loose, yellowing underwear. Obviously, his night had continued on for some time after her departure and Savannah had plenty of time to bask in the post-sex high before cleaning up their room.

She was fast asleep until the morning came, deeply satiated despite the lack of actual sex. It came accompanied with loud, obnoxious snores. Savannah pulled away from the man beside her, pinching her nose at the smell and disappeared to the shower. At least, with how out of it Tim was, he wouldn't have noticed just how much the room still smelt like sex and potent cum. Noah's seed liked to make its presence known and had little regard for her moronic husband.

"Okay..." Her husband replied slowly just before the shower door swung closed.

~oOo~

The milf stepped into the hallway, the fantastic morning sun illuminating the walkway with the promise of another beautiful, hot day. More importantly, it guaranteed another day of tight, tight bikinis and tiny little shorts. Glancing at her phone again, Savannah spotted the most recent text from Noah and then entered the room without knocking.

"Morning, you two!"

"Savannah?!" Lisa's shriek came from the en-suite while Noah stood near naked at the side of the bed. A pained expression painted on his gorgeous face. She closed the gap between them, adopting her own delighted smile, and knew that today would be an amazing day.

~oOo~

Noah just about kept his mouth from dropping at seeing Savannah in the morning glow. Sure he'd played with her lush body plenty last night but it was an addiction with no taper it seemed. The teen's hand naturally reached out to her waist as she felt at his chest and the two of them shared their space as she stared up at him. Her plump, succulent lips looked so fucking good and she totally knew it. She opted for a slutted-up, husky tone as her hands wrapped around his neck.

"Morning stud."

"Mom- Hmm~!" Noah began to pull back when his mouth was assaulted by a deep, searing kiss. A plush, pliant body moulded into him and his arms reflexively wrapped around her trim waist as they made out. "-Wait..."

"Oh?" An eyebrow raised as if completely in the dark while Noah extracted himself from her succubus-esque hold. Damn she tasted good.

"We need to..." Savannah pouted immediately. "We- Did you see my texts?"

She hummed a little and then smiled.

"Oh, those things?" Her smile turned almost sinister. "I figured that was you trying to make up a bit of a story for that little whore."

"Mom..." Noah stepped away again, willing his hungry groin away as he tried to focus.

"Call me Savannah, like you did yesterday, baby."

"Mom," He defied her. "Yesterday was.. It was way too obvious and you need to get along with Lisa if you want to avoid getting caught."

Savannah's smile vanished and in its place was blatant spite.

"Why?" She twisted her head towards the en-suite, her silky strands swishing distractingly as she did, seeing its door firmly shut. "I thought that you were finally-"

"It was too obvious." Noah held strong. He denied himself from looking down at her juicy chest, refused his body the desire to taste her and inhibited himself from groping her jutting ass. He just about did it. He resisted. "Look, we keep- I keep doing this but you're not-"

The words were so difficult. The morning had brought with it gentle cuddling and loving whispers that wracked the blonde with such guilt. Hell, it made him think he was going insane. His first night in a tropical paradise, his first night here with Lisa and he'd been seconds from burying his shaft inside Savannah across the hallway. It was pure absurdity. Animal desire that he needed to manage at least since he clearly couldn't stop altogether. It was obvious that his mom would not be attempting it and so it fell to him. To be the bigger man. To be the one to keep their little adventures secret and ensure Lisa never found out.

"Did you kiss her last night?"

The eighteen year old froze while his cock shamefully twitched. He hoped that Savannah wouldn't look down because the only thing he had on were his boxers and they were too form fitting to hide his reactions.

"You did." She locked eyes with him, her huge, pale irises demanding he give her his entire attention even as he kept an ear out for Lisa. "You put that tongue that had been soooo deep in my asshole into her gross mouth and made her taste me."

"..." Noah didn't know what to do. What could he say? She'd see through any lie.

"Unngh, don't you see, baby? This is meant to be. All my life I've had to deal with subpar, boring bullshit and now, I get my reward. And you, you get me."

"I love her."

"Did her lips feel better than mine?"

"I love her."

"Did they feel better than my pussy?"

"I love her."

"Did they taste better than my fat, juicy ass?"

"Fuck..." Noah shuddered. Savannah had that insane look in her eye as she spat vulgar filth at him. Any nice guy would stop her. Would stay away from what was obviously crazy and obviously so bad for him. He would do it too. Building pure willpower the teen called out to his girl. "My mom's here, babe. Are you almost ready?"

"You tasted better than anything I've ever had before." Fuck, she wasn't done with her onslaught it seemed, her arms still around his neck but with her sleek nails now in his hair, scratching his skull. "Like fucking incredible. I was licking up all that cum you gave me after you left. I couldn't sleep knowing there was some of it on the bed so I buried my face in it while thinking about you. Can you imagine that, stud?"

"..." Unfortunately, he could. And it came so damn easy.

"You can picture it, right? Me hunched over, my ass out while I fingered myself to the smell of your body and cum. It was so hooot~! I was gushing." Noah's fingers gripped her just a little tighter. God, she knew exactly how to drive him crazy. For all that he'd been planning a more secretive way to satisfying their fucked up desires, the blonde almost wanted to throw her against the bed and pound her right here.

"Okay, I'll be out in a minute!" Lisa called out like a beacon of hope. One minute. One more and he could be free. Just a bit longer and he could salvage what little freedom he had left. He could do it.

Definitely.

One hundred percent.

Maybe just a quick feel of her titties though.

~oOo~

"Hey, how about this one?" Savannah smirked inwardly as she held out another piece of swimwear the bitch would never wear. A tiny, blue thing that scooped at the neck and back while hugging the hips.

"Oh, no, I err- No, I don't know..." Savannah balked at the feigned attitude.

"It'd be perfect for you!" The milf oversold, keeping her tone bright and positive. "Look, the neck is kinda around here so you get to show off a bit of your stomach too. You're so tiny, it'd be great!"

The horrid bitch writhed uncomfortably, shifting from one foot to the other as she refused yet another nice choice only to turn back to the boring, plain thing she'd come out with. With Noah and Tim off, picking up new swim shorts themselves, Savannah began to unload on Lisa earnestly. Pushing bikini after bikini that were all designed for shapeless women. Each more risque than the last to show just how inadequate the girl was.

"Oh fine! I wanted you to maybe see my side a little but I guess these are a bit too showy?"

"Yeah," Lisa latched onto her faux lifeline. "I was thinking maybe something more like this?"

The black-haired girl lifted up a frilled tube top style white bikini top which was paired with a white summer skirt. Savannah withheld the smirk that came to mind.

"It's a bit more me, you know?" Lisa tried to justify, lifting the top up to her chest and glancing in the mirror at the side. Savannah stood slightly behind her and lifted the piece she'd been looking at, stealing Lisa's gaze too. A sleek, black thing which was more straps than fabric. It was clearly meant for well endowed women, women with bodies to show off, women unlike Lisa. "I mean, those look great too!"

She quickly crumbled, her true bitchiness being poorly masked behind a veneer of politeness.

"They're just so cute..." Savannah leaned in close, deliberately pushing her chest into Lisa's back and whispered. "Plus guys love seeing skin on their ladies."

The girl failed to hold back a reaction at that.

"Not all guys."

"Oh?" Savannah questioned nonchalantly, pulling back as Lisa spun to confront her.

"Young guys, you know, those like my age." The black haired girl emphasised. "They're more into someone who's modest."

Savannah allowed that to hang in the air for a second, only tightening her lips to make the girl squirm. Still, to her credit, Lisa did not immediately concede to the superior woman. It was fair game then for Savannah to smile.

"Maybe sweetie. I guess I've just always been someone who's comfortable showing off the goods. I mean, with a body like mine, I'm always on display. I totally get why you wouldn't though." It was Lisa's turn to purse her lips, though she forced a small nod. The implication of Savannah's words were clear. "But, hey, why don't we do this? You go try this on, I'll just grab a few more things I think you'll like and we can see them together?"

"...yeah, okay."

Turning to head for the changing room, Savannah smirked to herself, making a beeline for the lingerie section with the filthiest ideas in mind.

~oOo~

"Uhmmm... so yeah... What'd you think?" Lisa stood, shoulders tight, arms awkwardly stiff and legs wide apart in what was truly a hilariously unfeminine display. In the warm light of the changing room, this unrefined and frankly ugly girl was out of place.

"It's okay." Savannah shrugged. This was the third item, the third of three terrible choices. She'd long given up on even attempting to hide her distaste and Lisa quickly pulled back to change, drawing the curtain in defeat.

"That's all of them. I think I'll maybe check out a few more, if you want to just head on?" The words came from behind the large, grey curtain and Savannah would have liked to take the girl up on them. But she was here on a mission. Noah needed to be shown the truth. Sure, his eyes had been opened to their relationship but they weren't open to ending his relationship with his fiancee. The bitch remained in his periphery and Savannah wouldn't stand for it. He was hers.

"I'm just waiting for Noah."

"N-No, honestly, you can go..." Lisa quickly replied. Savannah ignored the girl and lifted out a final piece, pushing it through the gap.

"Try this one at least."

"Oh... umm this is?"

"I know what it is, silly, just try it on. And then, come into the stall next door."

~oOo~

Lisa flinched at the request. Going into the stall with her future mother-in-law was not really something she'd liked the idea of. If not because of the sight of her then because of her increasingly cuntish attitude. Honestly, Lisa would rather not have said anything if she knew this is where it would lead. Sure, Noah had done what she'd asked but he must have screwed up in the way he said it. After all, the morning had come with Savannah storming into their room and proclaiming they'd be going shopping as a group. Spending more time with the crude mom was the last thing she wanted.

Still, as the girl pulled on the newest bikini, she smiled. She liked it, a subtle two piece which showed off her toned stomach while acting like a sporty, sleeveless tank, cut enough at the shoulders to be flattering to her lean form. The colour was nice too, a deep rouge which didn't stand out too much but highlighted her glasses.

God, as much as she hated it, Savannah really did have an amazing fashion sense. Within just a few minutes, she'd sussed out what Lisa liked and found complimentary pieces. This was the best of the lot and the one Lisa wanted to purchase but she had one last hurdle. A hurdle who had sent away her only line of protection, her fiance. She peaked out from the curtain and ensured no loose spectators before exiting and calling out to the other woman.

"I'm outside."

"Come in." Savannah's voice was seared into Lisa's mind too. A soft, silky voice, but clearly mature, carrying itself with that pompous self-important ego that grated at the girl.

"I'll just wait out-"

"God, it's not that difficult is it?" Pulling the curtain back herself, Lisa came face to face with the ego that was so evident in her soon-to-be mother-in-law. A perfect, immaculately sculpted body and face encased in a sultry, evocative lingerie set.

"..."

"Haha, I'll take that reaction." Savannah laughed haughtily, preening in front of the younger girl in a glaring display of that same ego. With a tiny, black set of frills and straps cupping a bountiful, taut form, she fluffed her hair. Lisa had seen similar movements in adverts and on Instagram, places where women of unnatural beauty did actions that would look unnatural on anyone else. Yet, here she was, running a ring-bearing hand over her swelling chest and pumping the massive melons up a bit, as if it were totally normal.

Totally fine to do in front of her son's fiancee.

Lisa cringed as the initial glamour wore off and her disdain set back in. God, the woman was middle aged and still acted like those twenty year olds on Instagram.

"What'd you think?" Savannah spun with a bright smile, flashing the toned back, wide hips and frankly fat ass. The oversized cheeks ate up the tiny lingerie and left only a pathetic triangle of black at the top of the pair of basketballs.

It was embarrassing and somehow even more showy than the bikini she'd worn the day before.

"...It looks good-"

"I know-" Savannah immediately cut her off but, this time, Lisa felt empowered to speak up. She'd been reasonable before, trying to appeal to Noah's mom, but this was fair ground she thought.

"But." The black-haired woman stiffened up but Lisa carried on. "It's a little bit... you know." The word slutty didn't quite make it from her mouth though it was blatantly implied.

"And.. err, I'm not sure I'm really comfortable seeing you like this."

The silence was painfully long and viciously loud.

A slender arm fell to a tiny waist and the mom's head leaned back to stare down with cold eyes. Those pale irises that honestly freaked Lisa out anyways but this was on another level. It wasn't the blankness from the lake house party, it wasn't the amusement from shopping, it wasn't even the smugness from the beach. No, this was chillingly brutal.

For the first time, it felt like Savannah was being genuine.

"Noah said you felt uncomfortable about my body..." Her body language held firm and suddenly Lisa felt isolated from the world, as if she were the one trapped in the tiny cubicle instead of the much older woman. "Don't worry, I understand."

A hand, lacking any warmth whatsoever, reached over and placed itself on Lisa's shoulder firmly.

"It's okay to be jealous."

"What?" Lisa repeated internally. What?

"I get it all the time. My whole life really. Don't feel bad about it."

"I-I'm not.. I'm- Jealous?" Lisa exasperatedly questioned. The mere concept was ridiculous.

"Girls always stare and wish that they had my looks." No, that wasn't what this was.

"My eyes, my lips, my skin. They're beautiful." No. What? That wasn't it at all. The dark-eyed teen wanted to deny it but Savannah kept going.

"My body is lean and toned but I rock this amazing, bouncy ass and these huge, perky tits." Getting closer, a dark, hypnotic perfume assaulted Lisa who felt even more paralysed. "My body's not normal, you obviously know that. All my life I've heard people wish they looked like me."

"I don't-"

"Shhhh..." Savannah raised a finger to her lips and physically silenced her. "It's okay, honey. I want us to get along and I know that you were really just upset you weren't wearing something as cute."

"That's..."

"That's why I wanted to come here with you. Why I sent the boys away. I feel like I can help you shine, Lisa."

"What'd you mean?" Lisa felt herself accepting the words. Maybe there was the tiniest bit of truth to it. After all, she felt uncomfortable with how much skin Savannah showed but it did draw attention to her own state of dress.

"I mean look at that outfit you're wearing now. Look how good it looks. Obviously, I could never wear it. I'm a 34F but it's perfect for someone with your frame and taste." Lisa was stunned and her eyes instinctively flickered down to the mammoth sweater puppies Savannah sported. "If I even tried to wear that, I'd be pouring out of the sides while being suffocated to death."

"..." Her silence seemed to give the mom the inch Savannah was hoping for.

"Personally, if I'm going to suffocate, it'll be because a man's wrapping his fingers around my neck." Savannah laughed suggestively and then pressed on. "Most clothes don't fit my waist either, the ratio is too different from off the rack stuff really. It's the same with things like jeans. My waist is so small but my ass is so big that they never sit right."

"Right..." Lisa repeated dumbly, that hand on her shoulder seemingly affecting her ability to speak as well.

"If anything, I should be jealous of you. You haven't got any of those problems." Savannah finally released her and it felt relieving. So much so that Lisa only nodded moronically at the last words of her opponent.

"So you can see how silly it is for you to feel that way? Silly for you to gawk and stare at me like those other pathetic bitches?"

"Uhm... yeah."

"Great, I'm so glad that we worked this out." Clapping her hands, Savannah smiled brightly and then spun to grab her phone from the side. Flicking through it for a second, she then looked at Lisa through the mirror of the changing cubicle and scoffed a bit. "You can go. Oh, and make sure to buy that. I'll be a little bit longer. I've got some pictures to take, haha."

~oOo~

Tim lifted up a heavily patterned t-shirt and smiled at the prospect of it. He turned to his son with a chuckle at his lips.

"Hey, Noah, what'd you think-"

"No, haha. Really?" The younger blonde laughed mid-conversation with his fiancee and it paused Tim. The matured man took a second to watch with pride as his little boy joked around with his first serious partner. Taking after his old man, it seemed Noah was a young man with his eyes on real goals. Tim had settled on Savannah as soon as they began dating and she was quickly pregnant too.

"Hey, try this on?" Savannah appeared from around the corner with two pairs of bright red shorts in hand, having returned from the trip with Lisa and immediately rejected their choices for shorts. Tim took the one she handed him and was about to ask about the other when she sauntered over to their son. Watching her from behind, Tim felt a small rise inside him. The hot weather brought tiny, sheer and revealing clothes that let him stare at his wife in awe. This particular one showed off the ass she'd spent years sculpting nicely. It had been a long time fantasy of the man to fuck it. To slide his four inches into what he was sure was an insanely hot, tight hole.

Maybe he would even ask towards the end of their little trip. But he couldn't yet. The previous night he'd been entertaining the VIP and it had taken all his energy. Tim could barely even remember the end of the night, only that he stumbled back to the hotel room, entered and crashed out, missing the actual bed. Come morning time, Savannah was clearly unimpressed and withheld her usual naked display from him.
It wasn't his fault of course. Just what he had to do for work. A little more and he'd manage to make the regional sales director position. Another dream of his. So, sure, pumping himself inside of Savannah's butt would have to wait but he was happy to make that trade. And she didn't mind really. So, Tim stifled his excited imagination and walked beside his matured son to the changing room. With no one around, each of the women took a place in front of their respective partner's room and Tim dragged the curtain across before pulling his clothes off.

~oOo~

"Hmm..." Tim stood out with the t-shirt and baggy red shorts. With a wider waist, they sat comfortably and Savannah nodded before sending Lisa away to fetch a different colour.

"How'd they look?" Tim asked, waiting on Noah to step out. As he did, Tim caught Savannah straightening up.

"Looks okay?" Noah opted to step out shirtless, his leaner form accenting the tighter fitting shorts nicely.

"They look amazing, baby~!" Savannah gushed, immediately leaning forwards to close the distance and began feeling around. Her hands roamed the hem, stroking his muscled torso while making small approving noises. Fiddling with the legs, she seemed satisfied and stepped back, staring directly at the one thing that made Tim a bit awkward.

A rather pronounced bulge.

"They're a little bit err... showy on you, son." Tim attempted to nudge at the truth.

"Oh yeah?" Noah rocked his hips a little, looking down at it, and then up at the woman in front. "You think so too, mom?"

"It looks really big..." A delicate hand found her stomach as she looked at the protrusion while Tim awkwardly chuckled. He knew she was close to Noah and incredibly protective of him but it was sometimes a bit hard to hear without squirming.

"It is a bit tight around it, if I'm being honest."

"Can you adjust it a bit?"

"Not really, I'm already like pushing."

"..." His wife looked right at Tim. "Let me try."

The older blonde remained silent as he watched his wife approach Noah with extended hands. His son looked at Tim too for a moment, with a curious look in his eye, before the duo disappeared in the changing room. Savannah spared him one final glance and then pulled the curtain across, leaving the rest to Tim's imagination.

Tim had averted his gaze when Noah had his hands around Savannah's chest at the beach but this felt more strange. Before, it was clear Savannah didn't want Tim to intrude on the sunscreen spreading but now it was her taking the action.

"Is that as low as you want it?" Her voice came first.

"I mean, any lower and my ass will be out. Doubt anyone wants to see that." Noah chuckled quietly.

"You'd be surprised."

"Maybe like this?" His son questioned after a second.

"No, they look like they don't fit you right. Here, let me..."

"Are you going to-? Oh..." Tim's ears perked at that. Noah was gifted physically, he knew that. Something the teen had gotten from his mom's side of the family and he morbidly wondered for a second if his wife might catch a glimpse of something she wouldn't want to, just given Noah's natural size.

"..." The room went quiet for a bit, ten, maybe twenty long seconds and then finally, words he flinched at.

"Fuck, you're huge..."

"Shut up, Mom. Just shove it in already."

"I'm trying!" She came back seemingly frustrated. "Stop moving it."

"Come on..."

Tim fought back the urge to speak up, knowing the frustration it'd put Savannah in. After their most recent fight, she stopped him from fucking her and he was keen for that punishment to end but, in the end, he couldn't help it.

"H-Hey, are we okay in there guys?"

~oOo~

"Doing really good, Dad. Almost got it in there." Noah smugly replied as he pushed another thick inch of cock into Savannah's gulping mouth.

"Uckkk..." His slut gurgled quietly, shifting below him as she inhaled his meat. Within seconds of entering the room, he'd forced her down to her knees and she began to kiss his clothed shaft. His anaconda woke and the teen swiftly manoeuvred her so she was kneeling but facing the curtain. He then leaned her back, her spine arching deeply and crudely dropped his dick on her. Savannah moaned and kissed his tip as the teen wrapped one hand around her head and placed the other at her neck. Her lips parted knowingly and then he was sliding inside of her, his heavy nutsack bouncing inaudibly against her forehead.

The sight was honestly incredible and something he was glad she'd sent Lisa away for.

"Maybe just try a different pair?"

"No way Dad." Noah laughed arrogantly. "This pair is perfect." He ground harder against her lips, her soft wet mouth pleasing him in a new sensation.

"Hnng..." Noah huffed a little, bending down to shove his hand inside of her top. The big jugs that he'd fondled this morning were again his as the man they technically belonged to waited outside for him to finish. Noah couldn't deny the sick thrill he got in realising that.

"Babe, you in there?" The teen paused at the voice of his fiancee. "I've got the blue."

His fingers instinctively tightened, gripping Savannah's throat more firmly and in doing so, enticed a surprising hum of appreciation. Still, in the moment, he couldn't process it. Instead, the blonde panicked slightly and began to extract himself. His snake slithered from the hot, moist cave it liked, dragging across Savannah's forehead. The act left saliva and precum across her face and hair but he had little time. With only seconds before Lisa asked the question, he needed to move.

Sticking his head from the curtain, Noah took in his dad and his girl.

"The blue aren't quite the same. They've got this-"

"I don't want 'em. Can you get me the exact-" He breathed deep, as a familiar warm wet sensation found his balls. "The exact one?"

"...I mean, I didn't see..."

"Babe, please?"

"Yeah, o-okay, where's your mo-"

"Lisa, now please. Come on."

"Okay." With a secondary look, and one at the silent Tim, Lisa headed off. Noah spared a second to look at Tim's expression and then delved back into the lewd changing room.

"Ahhh~"

"Fuckk..." He hissed quietly, his jaw dropping at the sight of the naughty woman beneath him, staring up with her tongue undulating in the air, showing off the way she'd been worshipping his balls seconds earlier. Fuck, she was hard to resist. "Come on."

The blonde lifted her from the floor and then dropped the pretence-forming shorts. He grabbed his normal clothes and pushed Savannah in front as he slipped them on. Stroking her side, he towered over her and pushed his weapon into her ass, punctuating his words with his action.

"Look how hot you look with me on you, Savannah." They both stared at her immaculate face, adorned with his juice.

"Yeah, baby?" She whispered hotly too, her nipples protruding and showing blatantly now from her tight maxi dress. The teen couldn't help but use his newfound knowledge, sliding his free hand around her to wrap her fingers at her throat. "Unnghh..."

"You wanna play dangerously, okay. Go out there now. Let him see and then go buy yourself something sexy for me." His fingers tightened at her neck.

"Hmmm... okay." She whimpered submissively but her eyes were wild with excitement. The teen knew then he'd chosen right. She wanted to be fucked, to be dominated, to be owned. And he would happily be the one to give it to her once she came round to his way of thinking about Lisa.

"Go."

~oOo~

Savannah stepped from the changing room with wobbly knees. She hardly worried about her husband seeing her this way. No, it was the way Noah had acted that truly had her weak. He took her, made her please him and knew exactly how to make sure she found pleasure in it too. Like a new toy, he was now testing the parameters. Testing her limits and which buttons he could press to make her wet.

Well Savannah was happy to show him and it was with soaked panties that she came face to face with her husband.

"Okay in there? You, err, took a while."

"It was fine, Tim. You should put those back though." She gestured to the sized-up shorts. She wouldn't have him wearing the same thing, especially when it looked so much better on her baby.

"Oh, right..." He looked down at them and then up at her, specifically her forehead. There was a clear trail of liquid but specifically on her forehead was a rather glutinous, bubble of precum. "You've got a little sweat..."

"Oh, right." She wiped it with her finger and then giggled as she popped that finger into her mouth. Her nippled tweaked and her body heated incredibly at the raw display of betrayal gone unnoticed. She walked away, a delighted bounce in her step. She managed a text then as she watched Tim walk away too and roamed her mouth for remnants of Noah's taste.

You're so bad. I did what you said and he thought it was sweat so I had to lick it up. Can you live with that? You made a sweet little wife swallow your precum in front of her husband?

Savannah smirked at the sluttiness of the message and then her stud came back matching her energy.

Sweet little wives don't throat dick like you.

~ooOoo~

[A Few Hours Later]

Tim entered the classy restaurant with his best shirt on, leading the group behind him, and was glad to hear some conversation flowing. Specifically, between the girls. Sure, Noah was between the two of them and served as the common ground but still, Tim liked to think that Savannah was warming up their would-be in-law. Paying the price of footing the bill for the meal seemed totally worth that and besides, he wasn't about to let Lisa pay despite her being part of the loss in their volleyball game, so this was an unavoidable cost.

The older blonde was helped to their table by a stewardess who seemed to do a double take at the group. It was understandable, Savannah often got them but the stewardess was likely also looking at Noah who was fairly popular. Tim looked back following her gaze and noticed that Noah did have an arm around each woman and it made for a bit of an ostentatious scene.

A man with two women, dressed in flatteringly tight dresses of opposing colours. Savannah in white and Lisa in black against Noah's grey shirt added to a potentially suggestive view.

"We'll send your waiter over shortly." The stewardess advised before leaving him to wait for the rest of the group.

Their chatter shifted to how nice the place was as Noah guided Lisa to sit first. His hand lingered at her lower back in a warm gesture but then it became obvious that his other hand was lingering too, resting comfortably on top of Savannah's ass. Mom and son sat together and, without hesitating, Tim took a seat next to Lisa.

"So, what have you and Noah been up to in your secret relationship all this time then?" He opened jovially, drumming his fingers on the table.

~oOo~

"I'm going to the ladies room." Savannah excused herself just as they finished the meal, dabbing her plump lips with a napkin. The group halted the conversation for a second as she stood and Tim took a moment to stare at the scoop-necked dress and the way she bent over to leave the table. Her boobs looked better than ever.

"...So, maybe like a trip after-"

"Can I ask you something?" Lisa cut him off as Tim tried to continue the conversation.

"Oh, yeah, of course..." He leaned back into the chair, appreciative of Lisa's interest. She really was a nice girl and he wanted to make her feel welcome.

"How'd you meet Savannah?"

"Oh, haha..." He laughed. "That's a long story I think, too long for tonight. But we were basically childhood friends, then the first and only partners..."

His mind drifted back to the early days.

"And she was always like this?" The girl's tone wasn't quite as enthused as he hoped but it made sense.

"No, Savannah is really a very sweet person on the inside..." He tried to play peacemaker as best as he could, phrasing his words in what he thought was best. "She's just protective of Noah and naturally shy..."

"Shy?!" Lisa scoffed, a little rudely he thought.

"Yes, she's shy around new people, right Noah?" The dad turned to his son to find Noah's gaze off in the distance. "Noah?"

"Huh?" The teen looked back for a second then ignored him again and this time Lisa was also looking in that direction.

"What's everyone- oh." He looked in the distance, just near the back where the restrooms were, and found his wife talking with their waiter.

"Fucking asshole wasn't happy with just a tip..." Noah seethed in an uncharacteristic display of anger, his fingers wrapping around the back of Savannah's chair as they all watched.

"Is he crazy? He literally served us for the last two hours with you right here, Mr. Jones..." Lisa chimed in.

"He's not flirting with her, guys. I'm sure it's just a friendly-"

"It's hardly friendly, he's staring at her like he wants her dress melting off!" Lisa added as an impatient tapping began with Noah rapping his fingers against a chair. The duo in the distance continued to talk with Savannah standing steady while the guy seemed to edge closer to her. She was smiling and occasionally laughing but it was harmless.

"...Doesn't seem so shy to me..." Lisa's whined and suddenly he found himself snapping at her.

"Hey, you watch the way you talk about my wife!" Her black eyes were wide in shock, her face a picture of surprise and splashed with a deepening blush. So, his wife couldn't even talk to someone without being judged now. The older man felt a tinge of guilt at shouting at the girl but more than that he felt empowered, like he'd protected Savannah. Still, worries crept in as the silence held for a few seconds and he turned to find some support. "Right, son?"

They both looked to Noah, Lisa presumably for help from her fiance, and both found an empty space. Two pairs of eyes tracked across the room and found Noah storming up to his mother. An arm swung out, wrapping around Savannah's trim waist and pulling her tight to his frame, before words were exchanged. The waiter instantly became smaller and backed up a bit.

"What is he saying..." Lisa muttered quietly while they watched. Tim couldn't hear either but visually Noah seemed to be in full blown fight mode. His back was as straight as possible, giving him a solid six inches on the guy, his right arm was up, creating a divide between Savannah and the waiter, and his jaw was tense. His son was basically growling at the guy and his left seemed to be stroking Savannah's body while he spoke. The waiter took another step back and shook his head furiously before sparing a quick glance at Savannah and then mouthing what looked like...

"Sorry. He just apologised..." Then he was gone, almost running away with his tail tucked between his legs. Expecting them to return, Tim continued to watch but they remained where they were. Words were exchanged between them, their faces close as Noah kept her snug against him still. She smiled, they both glanced back at the table, and then Savannah rose to her tiptoes to give him a little peck. "What the fuck?!"

"..." What the fuck indeed. His wife's lips had just connected with Noah's, only for a moment but it was something he'd never seen before, despite how much Savannah cared for their son. Noah's hand snaked from her waist as he took a step back to the table. She took one towards the restrooms and then it happened. The young teen dropped his hand onto her ass and held steady. A few more words were had and all the while Noah squeezed and pawed at her butt.

"What the fuck?!!? This fucking bitch!" Lisa was even more annoying now, her whiny voice getting shrill and sharp as she shouted on top of Tim's mind reeling.

"Hey, can you control yourself?!" He snapped on her again, his own response to the display gone in place of a reaction to her. He frowned deeply at her outburst.

"Are you kidding me-"

"Lisa!" He silenced her. "I know that you're going to be a part of this family but let me be clear. You're here because of me and my wife and Noah, don't forget that."

They both turned one final time and caught the finale as Noah smirked and nonchalantly slapped her ass, sending her off to her initial target, the restroom.

"I don't know what you think about something like this but there's nothing wrong with it..." His words began to fly out, coming from a place in his mind he didn't fully believe until he began to speak it. "They're close, they've always been close and sure that means that you'll see some things that seem odd but, if you talk to them, you'll understand."

It was true, they were always close and he hadn't had the kind of relationship they did with his own mother but he wouldn't stop them from it.

"Now, you grow up and decide what it is you're thinking when you suggest things about their relationship or call my wife a bitch in front of me!"

"But..." She averted her gaze and he liked the way it made him feel.

"But nothing, little lady. If you want to be with Noah, then you'll need some thicker skin. Savannah has made a real effort, taking you shopping and spending time with you, and you'll appreciate it." Tim punctuated his final sentence with a clearing of his throat. A moment later, the younger blonde arrived, a grin on his face.

"Good job, kiddo."

~oOo~

"See you kids in the morning." Tim smiled as him and his crazy wife shot off in the the taxi while Lisa stood there in shock. Noah was perfect, his face and body and personality and money being everything she wanted, but his family were fucking insane. A slut mom and a stupid, oblivious dad. God, the sooner the vacation was over the better. She'd get back, get some help from the family and move out, as far from the craziness as possible. She'd keep him clear of the influence that she was amazed hadn't ruined him already.

"So this is supposed to be like the best place here..." Her fiance nudged her shoulder as he spoke, taking her hand in his warmly. With the older couple thankfully gone, she was able to focus on her man and what she'd originally thought this trip would actually be about.

"It looks really nice." She smiled at him. "Do you think it'll be busy?"

"Gotta be, right? It's ten now and there's not many places open this late around here. Least, that's what the tour guide said." He was wearing that same dark shirt that fit him so well, the top two buttons were undone and it showcased the top of his chest and that glinting chain around his neck.

"Hey, maybe we should come back with our friends some time? You know, just us and the gang..." She pulled him close and tried not to think that the hand she was currently gripping had been squeezing Savannah's ass an hour ago. He smelt good which helped her move her mind on a bit.

"Yeah, maybe, but what's the point in coming back so soon? We've got to try new things? I mean, how else will we find out exactly what we like..."

"Right..." She agreed. Coming back would just trigger unwanted memories anyways. "Maybe we could go to that place Alina mentioned?"

"...yeah..." Noah seemed distant as they walked and soon they were walking together in quiet contemplation. Spotting a few things, she tried to get into a conversation she'd been waiting for.

"Sooo... now that it's all official..." She broached it broadly, pulling his hand into hers. "I was looking at some ideas for the wedding."

He looked at her and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"No no! I'm telling you, I really did just start looking!" She tugged him closer. "And I figure we need to start saving for it anyways right?"

"Yeah, that's very sensibly put..." Noah agreed suspiciously.

"Exactly so I was thinking, we go traditional but with that venue that was built recently?"

"Is that uh..."

"The Grand! I knew you'd remember!" She beamed.

"Couldn't forget how you lit up looking at it. Obviously hatched your schemes a while ago..." He side eyed her comically earning a jokey jab to his ribs.
"Yeah well I asked about a spring wedding next year and they said they'd do it! For only 150k too!" Lisa paused a second to gauge his reaction and her rich fiance barely even flinched. God, she loved how she felt around him.

~oOo~

"Spring weather would be nice and then it's not too long a wait? April I guess would be like five months away."

"Righttt! And then, I was thinking we'd do a reception at Victoria's, that won't be much. Maybe like 20-30?" Noah made sure not to ease his grip as his fiancee began tossing out a barrage of costs.

"Flowers and stuff are really one of the big ones but the catering company is actually tied with this florist that will do it for barely 45! I said I wanted the azalea focus because it's a great sign of success!" Lisa yanked him over to a stray man standing next to the beach with a basket of roses. Noah bought her one and then she held it tight, her eyes almost closed as she talked.

"It wasn't even really a question, I just said to go for it! I mean, when we're going all out, of course we'd want all the bridesmaids in matching outfits but custom made."

"Well I had to book well in advance, around 12 months, and so I had them set up a tab under your name. They were so nice about it, honestly! Oh except for this bitchy receptionist who was like trying to talk about how she was surprised you were getting married earlier."

"Oh?" Noah perked up for the first time.

"Yeah, someone you went to school with. Well I told her that she could put us down for the spring because I'd managed to lock down the school hunk..." Lisa gave him a flirty look and at any other point, he'd have been happy about it. But, something was wrong.

"Did you book these things already?"

"...well yeah, babe." She sort of shrugged. "You have to for the availability."

"Right but, spring. So you booked it six months before I even asked you?"

"Oh, Noah haha, I knew you were going to ask." She chuckled like he'd made a silly comment interrupting her.

"You did?"

"Yeah, duh, we'd been together for a year and a half, never argue and go on amazing dates all the time. It's perfect. Of course you were going to fall in love with me and the ring was coming."

"...oh..."

"I know everything about you, silly." Noah grit his teeth a little. She walked ahead and his phone was in his hand before he knew it, sending a text.

Send me a picture of your tits.

As Lisa droned on about the next outrageously expensive thing she'd ordered for the wedding he hadn't even thought about yet, his phone buzzed and the blonde discreetly pulled it up, expectantly.

Send me a picture of your dick x

A small smirk hit his lips and Noah walked down the strip with messages going.

I asked first

You did.

A picture loaded showing his mom's gorgeous face, still pretty dolled up from their dinner angled up for a top-down selfie. One that, criminally, showing only the tiniest bit of her neck and clavicle. God, she'd looked so good in that white dress.

But I want something in return x

I'm with Lisa right now. I can't x

Hmmm you can't or you won't? I've sent your dad out with his clients again so it's just me all alone in this big bed. I could get real creative with pictures if you wanna play with me x

A devil emoji came along with the message and Noah felt it really summed up Savannah.

Come on, don't make me beg... x

Okayyyy x

Noah was excited for it to show but the message never came. Instead, he was nudged firmly by Lisa who stared at him expectantly.

"Sorry, is something more important than our wedding??" She had a smile on but Noah knew she meant it.

"It's my mom." He couldn't hold back what he knew would trigger her.

"..." Her face hardened and her lips pursed. "You guys kiss a lot?"

A jolt of electricity fired through his entire being and his cock began to rise a bit. Damn, Savannah really had done a number on him.

"Yeah, I mean..." He looked away a bit before committing. She'd seen him at the restaurant. He'd been crazy to do it but he wasn't about to let some asshole chat up his mom with him there. No he had to show that little shit who was boss. The kiss had just been Savannah's way of thanking him in that way she liked. It was the first time they'd been so open and, at the time, he couldn't think of anything hotter.

"It's just like a family thing. A little kiss here and there you know...?"

"...right..."

"We're close, Lisa... I told you already. She's opening up to you."

"... really close..." She clearly couldn't stop herself from commenting but the way she looked irritated him a bit.

"She's never made the effort to open up to any of my girlfriends..." Noah tried to rescue the direction of their conversation, throwing his fiancee a liferaft. "The fact that she listened to you about her clothes and went shopping with you is pretty huge for her. Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?"

"Babe, I'm not being harsh. I-" She took a sharp breath, the rose suddenly limp in her hands. "I just thought we knew everything about each other. Now... I don't know. Your mom is a lot to deal with."

The blonde teen looked down at his girl, her eyes a bit hollow as she returned to slandering his mom. She wasn't the only one surprised to learn more about her partner. Noah was finding out that Lisa didn't just have a streak of jealousy, she was clinical about their relationship. Over the two years they'd been together, she'd apparently been in total control, morphing him and choosing things for him that he hadn't even considered. Now, the first time in their life, he had gone off her script, she'd gone crazy. Effectively accusing Savannah of being some sort of nympho who would fuck anything even him.

The fact that he wanted to fuck her brains out too didn't factor into Lisa's world and it spoke to how well she knew him. Didn't she realise that he could make decisions too? That he could go out tonight and have Savannah bouncing on his lap if he put his mind to it.

"But, you know, once we get back, we can look at places to move out and I'm sure this phase will blow over..." Lisa smiled saccharinely at him. "Alina's mom said there's a neighbourhood near their place which..."

Her words turned into background noise as Noah disappeared into his own thoughts, his own base instincts growing more dominant in the battle against his sensible mind. Before he said something he'd regret, the teen took a firm step forwards.

"I think there's a nice place further down there." Noah changed the subject, pointing out the brighter light further down and pushed back the darker thoughts that had been forming in his mind.

~oOo~

[The Next Morning]

"We're going to this special private beach." Savannah beamed as her little stud arrived at the table for breakfast. His plate, stacked with a flurry of veg and rice, made her appreciate the effort he put in to make up for his insane appetite.

"Oh right?" The little bitch chimed in unnecessarily. "What kind?"

"A local paradise apparently. Really really exclusive but one that I've always wanted to try. I hear the sand is so pure and it's amazing for your skin. Like a little alcove almost with rocks surrounding a quiet patch of water." Savannah gushed about the location she'd been excited to see.

"It's recommended by the firm too, actually. A lot of the guys knew about it." Tim offered his support while tucking into a bloated portion of cake.

"Oh okay, I think me and Noah were hoping to have some time doing our own thing actually..." The pathetic girl nibbled on a piece of asparagus while stroking Noah's arm.

"I've already booked it though..." Savannah pouted. "There's a car coming to get us in like an hour..."

Her large eyes fluttered at the young blonde opposite her, her leg rubbing his under the table and they shared a look.

"I'm not getting in between you two again, haha. Maybe we can look at some pictures and decide?"

"Oh, I've got some ready!" Savannah jumped in, pulling up her phone and sharing another look with her hot son. Swipe, swipe, swipe. She flicked through a bunch she'd downloaded intentionally and then stopped. "I got these last night."

Noah's fingers found her leg and a hand brushed her skin. Just one more swipe and she'd show Lisa exactly why she'd been on her phone late last night. But she was willing to wait.

"It looks incredible right? And apparently, they only let a few people in so we'll have a ton of privacy." Savannah locked onto Lisa.

"...It's nice, but there's a lot of stuff on the island to do." The dark-eyed girl met her gaze. "Like a local history museum, and oh! That guided tour."

"I think I know it, but it'll be way too hot for a walking tour until the afternoon anyways, won't it?" Savannah countered expertly. "I don't know about you, but there's not many more layers I can take off here to cool down, haha..."

"No, yeah... that's fair. Erm, maybe just a few museums then or like- maybe we just split the group for a bit?"

"Well sure, but I don't think you'd want to hang out with my husband for very long, would you?" Both men laughed at the joke while Lisa managed a terse smile. The girl was clearly ramping up to just say what she was thinking when, for once, the bumbling idiot did something right.

"I don't think we want to split the group. Noah and his mom really don't get a lot of down time together with things the way they are now..." The bitch went silent. Apparently, so weak that even Tim could silence her.

"..." A pause passed and then Savannah announced her victory. "Well, it's settled then, we get ready to leave in an hour."

~oOo~

Tim almost drooled at the sight of his bombshell wife. Wearing a bright blue bikini top, with three straps coming across where the majority of the cup should have been and a tiny nipple covering hoisting the huge breasts as best as they could. The neck straps formed a cute bow at her slender back, while the bottoms were a high waisted style that looked pulled up even further up her ass. Not that Savannah's butt wouldn't do that anyways, each jiggly cheek shifting the tiny fabric into a thin line every step. Ontop, she covered up with a sheer, white embroidered kimono thing that was more thread than fabric. The item was loosely tied at her stomach and allowed for a luscious view of thighs and ass and boobs.

"Hey mom, damn...!" Noah took the words right out of his mouth. "You look good, and wearing the choker too... awesome."

His son was referencing the shell-beaded short necklace he'd bought her at some point, the thing hugged her neck like a choker and made her look like an island milf. It paired well with the anklet and bracelets.

"Not so bad yourself, baby..." Savannah stroked his shoulder as they briefly hugged. Tim's boy was wearing a rumpled white cotton shirt, slightly loose on him and with a fair few glimpses of his chest. That led to the red shorts Savannah chose for him and they appeared even more snug than before, bulging out embarrassingly. He didn't like it but Savannah and Noah did, so he held back from mentioning it again. Wearing his own board shorts and a t-shirt, he felt more of a tourist but it was too late to change, especially after he'd joked to Savannah that she was overdressed.

"Hey guys." Noah's fiancee appeared last, with a few minutes to go for the taxi and donned a pretty flattering two-piece, covered up by flowy, summer dress. "We good to go?"

The trip would last three hours in total, with the return already booked and paid for. Tim had shelled out a fair chunk for this thing, with the prices being expensive even for this place. His coworkers had laughed and told him he'd be crying when he got back but that he'd love it while there and Tim was banking on that. More so, the blonde had Savannah on his back about it, telling him how excited she was and how much she couldn't wait so he felt he had to give it to her.

He watched her get dressed with his mouth open and she winked at him a few times, leaving him thinking only one thing. A private beach five times the price of anything else was sure to lead to some action for it. Offering extra to the taxi driver to be discreet then was an easy yes.

Tim's phone buzzed and he clapped his hands.

"That must be the taxi, guys." The group smiled as he pulled his phone from his bag. The towels and sunscreen and all of Savannah's things were in there so getting to the phone took a while. The group began to head for the exit as he did and then he froze. "Shit."

"...you coming, Dad?" Noah slowed to wait for him as the girls went out and he was glad about it.

"Damn..." He stared at the screen again and cursed his own luck as Noah approached with his own rucksack in tow.

"Dad?"

"Son, sorry about this. My client just texted me. There's been a huge mixup on the deal and they need me to go look at it right now..." Tim looked up at his son, expecting disappointment and maybe even some harsh words but there were none.

"It's okay, I get it."

"You do?" Tim blinked slowly.

"Yeah, I get it. VVIP, right?" His son took the news like a champ. Like an adult.

"Yeah, exactly son." Tim smiled a little. "They've gotta have me look over a few things just for a bit. I'll probably only be a few hours..."

"I get it. Sucks you won't get to see the beach..." Noah reached down for Tim's bag and hoisted that to his other shoulder as Tim rose from the ground.

"Glad you understand, son." Tim patted him on the shoulder and chuckled. Savannah was definitely not going to be happy about this. Noah may have been cool about it but his wife would probably explode. Unless. "Uh, hey, bud, could you... err... tell your mom for me?"

"What really?" Noah's eyes widened a bit but Tim tried to goad him into it.

"Just you know, she'll hear it better coming from you..." It was a bit manipulative, sure, but it wasn't his fault and Savannah would treat him like it was, at least for a day or two.

"I mean, I can but don't you think-"

"No no, don't overthink it kiddo, just head out and tell her that I had a work call..." Tim felt his confidence growing now and fished out a single item for Noah. "Keep her happy, whatever she wants, you know."

The teen took his credit card.

"Just so she isn't too pissed off about this... Promise I'll make it up to her..." He grinned sheepishly and began walking back from the exit before Noah could reconsider. Sure Savannah might yell at him for letting Tim go, but she was always going to be softer on Noah. So really, this was better for everyone.

"Yeah, fine dad... haha... " His son laughed a bit, shaking his head in disbelief and Tim laughed with him, before they parted in the hotel lobby for the day.

The older man looked at his phone again and shook his head.

Ohara screwed up and she's expecting you to fix it. Better get over here and get ready to kiss her ass after you do.

~oOo~

"God, he's so fucking useless!" Savannah raged in the small, cosy taxi. "I mean seriously, he can't take a bit of time off to spend with us!"

Lisa sat back on the right side, with Noah as a barrier between her and the psycho mom, but hearing the bitch talk crazy was still hard.

"..." Her fiance didn't say much, just that his dad had been called by work and wouldn't be coming. Okay, what was the big deal?

"Just typical, really. It's always about him and his career. He doesn't even know what's going on with us!"

"..."

"Did he tell you what it was? Did he need to go kiss the ass of his 'VVIP' or make sure to kneel so she could clean her shoes off?" The old lady hissed and shrieked like a banshee, her eyes wild even as Lisa pretended not to be looking. Was this what Noah meant by opening up? Savannah Rosmier, not a quiet, pretty mom but a crazy toxic bitch who liked to slut it up?

"He just had a message. I didn't ask..." Noah's hand found Savannah's leg and Lisa twitched at that but she held back.

"You know he doesn't even need to do this shit anymore?" That perked Lisa's ears. Beyond the general batshit insane things, Savannah had never hinted at the money. Rumours put the Rosmier family as multi-millionaires. A family of surgeons with exceptional eyesight who owned half the practises in the city. "He could just stop, end with some dignity, but nooooo! He wants to wipe up after smug assholes to give himself something to do. To feed his fucking ego..."

"Yeah, I know..." Noah slipped up too and Lisa latched onto that. The things she wanted were expensive and her man hadn't even blinked. He was rich and she loved that. She loved knowing she'd be able to do whatever she wanted once they were together. He loved her and would let her do anything she wanted once they were settled. But still, he'd never straight up told her how wealthy he was. And Lisa, being a smart girl, had never asked to ensure she didn't look like a gold-digger.

She was his and he was hers so she'd inherit that same wealth in time anyways.

Still, it's not like she wasn't curious.

"Did I tell you about the VIP's little friend too? Mr. Roaming Hands..."

"Huh?" Noah's voice tensed up.

"Yeah. What a fucking asshole that guy was too..."

"He touched you...?" Lisa could hear the rage building in her man.

"No but he wanted to... Your dad barely even reacted. Can you imagine that, Lisa?" Suddenly, eyes were on her and the teen rushed to the correct answer.

"That's horrible." A real man would protect her, like Noah. Hearing this Lisa figured the restaurant made more sense now or at least, Noah's actions did.

"He is." A pause hit the taxi and then Noah took the lead.

"Okay, you got it out of you now?" His fingers brushed Savannah's leg, soothing her with it and his gentle tone. "Take a breath, let it out and let's make the most of it."

"He's such a fucking loser..." The whiny bitch muttered quietly, her hand landing on Noah's intimately.

"Yeah..." Noah agreed to soothe her and then he switched the tone again. "We'll be there soon and it'll be paradise. Just you and me on a gorgeous beach..."

"..." Lisa bit her tongue, knowing he was just doing it for Savannah. Inwardly though, she knew that there was no way in hell she'd be leaving them alone together no matter what.

"Okay?" Noah leaned in close and Lisa watched as the crazy bat breathed out heavily.

"Okay, baby."

"Good." Then it happened. Savannah angled her head, Noah adjusted himself and the distinct smack of a soft kiss tore into Lisa's ears. The duo pulled apart, their hands now holding each other as Noah's free hand found her own and there she sat, trying desperately to accept the fact that this was normal for them. Trying to focus on the life she'd have once they were married and she ripped him out of this fucked up dynamic.

~oOo~

"What?"

"Yes..." The attendant managed in accented english.

"No, that's not acceptable." Lisa repeated herself in disbelief. Noah glanced over to his mom and found her there with a deliciously evil smile. God, she'd definitely planned this bit.

"It is rule." The attendant shrugged, pointing at the board again. On it was the same rough impression sketch that had Noah confused moments ago.

"We've paid for this beach, we should be allowed to-"

"Madam, it is part of rule, you pay for beach, you follow rule."

"Noah, can you talk to them?!" Lisa spun to him with a bright red face. "This is ridiculous!"

"It's unexpected for sure..." The teen dropped the bags down and walked closer, looking down at the wiry attendant. His eyes were clearly more interested in the milf with them than talking to Noah but the blonde went for it anyways. With very little real interest in succeeding, he spoke. "Hi, can we maybe go to a different section?"

"Beach small." The guy shook his head.

"How about towels?"

"There."

"Maybe swimwear?"

"No."

"Right..." The blonde turned back to find Lisa's arms firmly crossed and a scowl on her lips. Savannah, just behind her, was smirking and when their eyes locked, she licked her lips a little. Damn. "Maybe we try it?"
"Are you crazy?!" Lisa shrieked. "Sorry!"

She immediately apologised but rushed over and grabbed his arm, tugging him along into a corner.

"Noah, this isn't okay." She flat out refused.

"Well, we can't go back, there's nothing around here, and we have paid for it."

"Who cares about the money, just pay the guy to get us out of here or something."

"..."

"Or why don't we just stay here for a while?"

"I figure me and mom can go in if you're not-"

"NO!" She glanced over to the others over her outbreak. "No way..."

She bit her lip aggressively and Noah felt bad for her but he wasn't about to turn down the experience he'd have in there.

"Listen, it's barely different to having bikinis and stuff on really... Mom won't be weird about it."

"What a surprise-"

"Hey."

"No but..."

"Come on, Lisa... we're on vacation, Let's enjoy it for what it is and then we can go back and talk about the crazy shit we tried out here... huh?" Her dark-eyes flickered in thought, glancing back and forth between him and his mom. She didn't trust it, and given Savannah had been the one to set the trip up, Lisa probably suspected Savannah knew about the rule too. It made sense but Noah wasn't interested in sense anymore. She thought she was running every aspect of their relationship, even their engagement, well he could make decisions too and this was one he wasn't budging on. "Come on... a funny little story for after we're married..."

Her face lit up and the blonde knew he had her. He turned without waiting for a reply and nodded at the attendant.

"Go to room, lady will take clothes."

"Thank you..."

"Thanks."

"...yeah thanks..."

The trio politely headed through to the next room, a large wooden area with nothing except for a small slotted gate and a little box next to it.

They all looked at eachother and the Savannah cheerily spoke.

"Let's get naked."

~oOo~

Savannah tossed her kimono cover into the box and then encouraged Noah to do the same with his shirt. His cut body was exposed and she chuckled at the sight of Lisa hiding in the corner.

"Come on, Lisa, it's just us." The girl refused to acknowledge her and it caused the temptation to grow inside her. "Baby, maybe we should leave it. She's obviously not confident in this..."

The short whore snapped her head back but quickly shied away, unable to confront Savannah's still-covered curves.

"No way, Mom. We're going in. Lisa's cool."

"Okay tiger, well let's get those shorts off huh?" She giggled eagerly, earning a look from him that had her pussy creaming.

"Same time as you, Mom."

Lisa's summer dress fell just as Savannah tugged her panties down and her stud son shuffled his tight red shorts off. God, she was so turned on.

~oOo~

"Can you help me with my top?" Lisa wanted to scream at the gross question. Although she really didn't want to turn, she forced herself to. She threw her bikini top and bottoms away and almost roared as she turned only to be stunned into silence.

"Yeah, course." Noah was behind Savannah, his hands freeing her monstrous chest from her obscene bikini top while his exposed dick was almost touching her massive ass.

"...hey..." Her voice was too quiet to even be heard as she stared incredulously.

"Thanks baby."

"No worries..." He said, as if she'd asked him to pick up the TV remote or something and then, in almost slow motion, Savannah turned to face him. Lisa watched as the duo looked each other over. Savannah's boobs had to be fake. They were so big on her little waist and didn't even sag despite her age. Each massive melon was capped with a perfect pink areola and nipple. What a fucking slut.

Her chest vaulted out, her stomach was taut and slim but then her waist was wide as hell, heading onto full thighs and shapely legs.

It was the pussy that broke Lisa most though. She'd known about Savannah's huge rack and thick ass but this was really unfair. A perfect triangle of hair and bald, perfect lips on a tiny little pussy. Her mound was like something from a magazine; it was so unnaturally faultless. No tattoos or anything which surprised Lisa, the woman was like something created in a lab and she had to tell herself that most of it was probably fake. Bimbo whore. No one looked like that. She only hoped Noah thought that too and that the thought was tinged with disgust over it being his own mom.

If he did feel that way, Noah sure hid it well.

"Ready?" Her fiance turned to her, his rock hard, chiselled body and legs on full show and serving like a gigantic neon sign pointing to how hung he was. The mom and son stood side by side, totally naked, and looked to her in anticipation. They didn't cover anything and they weren't shy so it was down to her to sheepishly agree with one hand over her pussy.

"...Yeah."

~oOo~

"It's gorgeous here, right?" The sun blasted down on them ferociously as soon as they exited from the little entrance way. Noah took the lead with Savannah just at his side and they talked as if nothing were out of place at all. With every single bit of control he had in him, the blonde refrained from openly gawking at the drool-inducing thickness of his counterpart. The sun seemed built to just highlight how insanely gorgeous she really was, the light causing Savannah to almost shine.

She drew the gaze of the few people dotted around, with the men breaking their necks to stare at her with slack jaws. His mom was definitely too bright for Lisa because the skinnier girl was a full three or four steps behind, her hands still fumbling around for coverage on her form.

Noah made sure to look back at her and smile a few times, but mostly he needed to concentrate on not getting hard. Part of that was appreciating the beach, and it was immaculate too. Even more so than the first few, this place was like a paradise on earth, with waves of white sand untouched by humanity, huge towering palm trees swaying in a seaside breeze and gentle rolling water.

"Incredible Mom..." He managed as she looked to him for approval. "You picked a great spot..."

The pleased grin she sprouted was confirmation he'd said the right thing and Savannah raised her arms up to the sky as she stopped for a moment. The blonde took an extra step and then stopped, turning to appreciate her form. Fuck, she was so sexy it hurt.

"Are we going to sit down anywhere?" An intrusive voice broke the spectacle and Noah tried to bite back the desire to tell her to go away.

~ooOoo~

"Oh, sure honey, there should be some sun loungers and some..." Noah's mom scanned the horizon and finally landed on some loungers which were sat on top of a wooden hut-esque structure. A large parasol hung above and there was a small enclosed section too. Thank God.

"Let's go." She instructed the group, unwilling to hold back on her tone this time. Ignoring the crazy setting, Lisa figured she could at least cover up a bit once there. There would definitely be some towels and regardless of what the dick at the counter said, she'd be using it. A series of paces later, she turned back and seethed at the scene.

Under the blazing sun, Noah stood still, his hands behind his head causing his huge arms to flex, staring out at the shimmering waters, while Savannah stared too. The older woman's ridiculously toned ass sat like a fucking shelf on top of her shapely legs and it left Lisa left out. The only one not included in the instragram-bait porn pose. All around the private beach, the scattered people all stared, every single man and woman gawking at the absurd display of human attractiveness.

"Come on, guys!" The sooner this was over, the sooner the nightmare would end.

~oOo~

The hut was a godsend, with the sun disappearing between the huge parasol just as she spotted a multitude of towels and a small cooler.

"Oh my god, the towels!" Lisa raided the set instantly, taking hold of the largest one and wrapping it around herself from shoulder to ankle. "Thank fucking Go-"

"Oh cool, they have drinks here?" Noah took a step onto the wooden decking under the parasol and she noticed it. His dick swung a bit heavier than before.

"See if they have any cocktails in there, baby. It's hot..." Savannah took a step on too, except she stopped in the sun, stroking a hand over her bouncy chest and stomach. Her ridiculous cleavage glistened in an obnoxious way even as the perfect orbs bounced with each step.

"What's the cooler got, Lisa?" She frowned at him. "...err, everything okay?"

Noah stepped into the shade with her and finally seemed to notice the towel.

"Are you seriously more worried about the drinks than having your dick out on show...?!" She hissed at him, tilting to look behind him for a second before continuing. "I mean, that guy was crazy, but you don't need to listen to him. We've paid for this, there's no way he kicks us-"

"We paid for it, Lisa..." He stopped her, stepping close to move out of earshot and owning the space in that small hut. "My family. I can't just be an asshole about it. It's not right..."

"Are you-!" She felt a fuse blowing. "You're loaded! Just pay the guy and he'll literally do whatever you want! Hell, give me your card and I'll-"

"No."

"Excuse me?" She couldn't believe him.

"I said no, Lisa. Mom wanted to come here and I'm not about to ruin it because you're jealous of her."

"What...?!" She shrieked quietly, pushing back into a corner and making sure that his slut mom couldn't see her as her brain tried to comprehend the insanity of his words. "Me, jealous of her?! Are you crazy? She's a-"

"I've seen you looking at her, Lisa. I can tell."

"I'm not jealous, Noah, and if you think-"

"Did you think she was pretty?"

"What?"

"When she took her clothes off, did you think she was pretty?" His question lingered for a second. "Or did you think she looked like a bimbo? A slut?"

"I didn't-"

"You did." His hand landed on her shoulder and the other at her cheek, raising her gaze to him again, soft and tender. "I know you, I know what you thought. You hate her gorgeous face and amazing body and don't want it around me."

"That's not- I'd be crazy to-"

"Exactly. Babe, do you see how crazy it is that you are jealous?" He leaned in close, his handsome reassuring face so near her. "She's family. Yes, she's attractive but we're family. Do you really think that you've got anything to be worried about?"

"I-"

"Huh?" He seemed to encourage her stifled speech.

"I don't..."

"No... Come on, I know it's something new but she's trying to get to know you. Just make an effort too and you'll be on good terms before you know it..."

"I can't be naked around her, Noah..." She ducked her head.

"Hey, that's okay..." His thumb stroked her cheek supportively. "Look, let's just get comfortable and you can see how you go okay?"

"Uh huh..."

~oOo~

"Okayyy, so we've got pina coladas, towels and a bathroom with a working shower...!" Noah stepped out onto the decking, feeling a blitz of heat strike him.

"Oooh, one pina colada please, handsome." Noah walked over to the sun lounger and deliberately stood next to it, with a drink in each hand. God the view was like something of a succubus. Laying down, her massive tits spread slightly, while her ass and legs flattened to an even bigger size, turning her already raunchy body up to eleven. Her tight little pussy teased him most though, it's perfect walls calling for him to split them apart.

Savannah turned to him and glanced up at first before checking for Lisa's presence.

"Your future wife not joining us?" He could hear the sarcasm dripping off her voice.

"She is, figured I'd give you a good look before she put a stop to it..." Noah smirked down at her, shifting the one can of pre-mixed cocktail right next to his swinging meat.

"..." The naughty milf reached out and slowly took the drink from him, leaving him a bit disappointed. Walking nude with her and Lisa had been so hot that he was keen for more. The cracking of the can presented another opportunity which he took.

"Taste good?"

"Delicious." She took a slow sip, slurping it audibly as her plump lips pursed. "Try some..."

She stared up at him suggestively and the blonde smirked back.

"How about I serve you some of my special drink?"

"Right here? How would you do that, stud?"

"..." Noah glanced back and then leant close. "I was thinking I'd fuck you until you blacked out before I served you a glass of thick, fresh cum..."

"..." Her eyes glazed over with lust and he smirked arrogantly at the idea of it before Lisa's voice came again.

"There's some water here too."

~oOo~

"I totally get it, Lisa. Whatever you're comfortable with." Savannah lied with ease as the trio took their final places. Noah lay in the middle, Savannah on the right and Lisa sat underneath the parasol, her towel across her legs to hide that skanky vag of hers. Apparently, she thought the world wanted to see her mosquito bite titties.

"I know you probably think it's a bit embarrassing but I've never really done anything like this." It was really more embarrassing that she had taken up the seat with a view of both Noah and Savannah, as if she could stop them by keeping an eye over them.

"Oh, don't worry honey, it's a new experience for us too."

"Really?" Lisa seemed surprised and glad. What a stupid bitch.

"Yeah, it's not exactly easy to find a place and time where it's okay to strip off with your son."

"Haha... right..."

"No really, I understand you being shocked." Noah was laying back without saying much and the relaxed atmosphere prompted Savannah to be particularly devious. "Have to say, you're not the only one that's shocked."

"...Oh, what'd you mean?" Lisa leaned forwards and then Savannah dropped an anvil on her.

"His dick is really big."

"..." The little bitch's mouth dropped and Noah turned his neck a bit too, staring at her with those smouldering blue eyes. Fuck, she was so naughty.

"I mean, I always knew it was big but god, that thing is ridiculous baby..."

"What can I say..." Noah joined in, throwing his hands behind his head cockily and adjusting his hips a bit as if wordlessly encouraging her to go on. His heavy package lay arrogantly between his muscular thighs, a lone thick vein pulsing in approval of her words.

"You definitely didn't get that thing from your dad..."

"Haha, thanks Mom..."

"You're a lucky girl, Lisa... His dad can barely do the job but you must have no trouble with that thing..."

"I don't know if..." The ratty whore tried to cut in but her baby boy knew just how to stop it.

"Guess I got your genes, huh Mom?" He flirted back openly, throwing the attention back to her sensual body.

"You did... Though, I think with you swinging that thing around, I should be calling you Daddy..."

The comment was followed by a small laugh but no one really seemed to find it funny. Her own nipples twitched, Noah's cock pulsed and Lisa looked absolutely horrified. The trio held their positions, locked away from the real world and it was finally the same naughty temptress who broke the standstill.

"Can you see if they've got any oil back there? I want to tan a little..." The request was unspoken but he knew what she wanted.

"Haha... Maybe if you behave yourself..." Her hunky son chuckled as he rose from the lounger, seeming to slow intentionally near her so she could appreciate his long, beautiful cock.

~oOo~

Noah almost shivered with anticipation as the wet splurt of the oily tan lotion squirted out into his palm. The blonde put the bottle to one side and adjusted himself behind his fiancee as he rubbed the oil lightly between his fingers to warm it. In the heat, it hardly mattered but Lisa appreciated it as his hands began to rub at her shoulders and neck. She'd taken a spot to the left of his lounger, in the shade, while he was getting the oil and now he was facing her as she lay face down on it.

"Mhh..." Soft, gentle moans of approval sounded as he covered her back and legs until it finally came to her ass. The towel over it hid her but he was keen to have her naked at least. He couldn't help his ego wanting to experience having two women totally at his fingers. "Uh?"

"Come on, it's just us here... Try it."

"Okay..." She accepted and he quickly tossed the towel aside and set about kneading oily lotion into her slender cheeks. The whole time he worked, he was quick and efficient, knowing that the real prize was two sun loungers away. With her just barely coated, the blonde moved from her and paused.

"Think you're up next, Mom."

"Huh-" Lisa turned a bit at that and Noah did have a moment of guilt as she stared at him, very blatantly asking him not to.

"Come on then, baby, I'm getting red already..." Savannah flipped too only, for her, it meant she was laying on top of two huge airbags which bulged out wildly on the sides. Avoiding Lisa's unvoiced request, Noah moved and another thick splurt of oil sounded as he took his position. With a smirk beneath his cool exterior, Noah straddled his thick mom and made sure to dig his hips in deep forcing his soft shaft to lay itself across the crack of her ass.

"Hmmm..." Savannah moaned hornily as his hands first found her small shoulders and her thin arms. The blonde took his time with his hot mom, making sure to knead her soft body and the lean muscle beneath it as he rubbed her downward. Every single inch of her back was slathered with the tanning oil and he made sure to stroke her neck a little before finally addressing the two big problems. Big, thick, asscheeks.

"Noah... you're..." Lisa voiced from her lounger and suddenly Noah realised himself. His dick was awake and pulsing from time to time between his hot mom's cheeks. The tempted blonde looked back at his fiancee and smiled warmly, beckoning her over to the mom-son couple.

"Come on baby, don't be shy..." Savannah encouraged him, turning her head to look back at him and in doing so pumping her ass up a bit. The trio seemed to take a second, as if knowing the depravity of what was about to occur, but eventually, Noah acted. His eager, lubed up hands pressed downward and groped the butt in front of him. "Ohh.... Hnnggh..."

Her ass felt so fucking good, it hurt. Soft and supple and toned and huge, his hands barely managed to cover half of each wobbling cheek as he circled and palmed them. Time seemed irrelevant as was the obvious attraction in this new state. This intoxicating feeling had the blonde going nuts.

Savannah turned full slut too as she mewled over his treatment and Noah was just a man after all. He couldn't resist the temptation to knead her ass under the guise of oiling her up before pulling the firm cheeks apart and shifting back to let his meat drag across her puckered, pretty asshole. Glancing back at his partner, Noah watched for her reaction but in the end he acted, pushing his right hand across and, with everyone aware of it, running his fingers down her asshole and cupping her pussy.

~oOo~

Lisa watched in horror as her fiance, the man she was going to marry, effectively lubed up a whore in front of her. She sat and watched, completely useless, as Noah's now hard dick scraped against Savannah's shapely legs while his hands roamed her body leisurely. Every single sculpted shape and muscle, every single dip and all her holes were attended too as Lisa sat there and had to deal with it silently.

She'd used up her tether too early and now, the raven-haired girl didn't know how to pull them away from each other without seeming like a bitch.

Savannah moaned and Noah worked, his fingers regularly rubbing the sides of her breasts and her butt. Surely, it was enough but her fiance continued to lather his mom up in a display of the most fucked up family dynamic yet. What was worse was that, if they didn't stop for her, Lisa could only imagine how they acted when it was just Tim as witness.
"I've always wanted to sunbathe in the nude." The oiled up slut added needlessly. God, didn't she have any shame at all?

"Oh yeah?" Lisa's fiance didn't seem bothered at all, his brain warped by the whore who'd brought him up.

"Yeah, you know that red bikini I wear in the backyard?"

"...oh yeah... damn, so that's like a compromise?"

"Don't want the delivery boy seeing the girls, as much as I'd like to go for it." Savannah laughed as if they were not in the middle of a sensual massage and Noah seemed to act normally too. His raging hard cock apparently playing no role in the conversation as he finished up with a slow massage of Savannah's feet. A quiet moan sounded as Noah evidently hit some sore spot for his mom and thankfully, it marked the end of his wandering hands. Lisa could put it behind her hoping that Savannah felt fake and plastic to her man.

"Just my front and then Lisa can do you, baby." What.

"What?" Lisa let loose.

"Oh, sorry honey, is that a problem?" Savannah flipped over and was basically shoving those massive boobs out while acting coy. Fucking hoe.

"No, I just... err..."

"No, Mom, it's fine, haha..." Noah chuckled Lisa's concerns away and then gripped the bottle of oil without any more discussion.

"Oh good, you know I want you to be as comfortable as possible with us..." Savannah smiled, flashing perfect teeth and full lips but it didn't stop Lisa noticing the small bumps. The slut was turned on by Noah. Her nipples were definitely hard. God, she was sick. She was the problem. She was the one ruining everything Lisa had planned and wanted. "A real part of the family... Mnnhhh..."

Noah's fingers brushed her legs, rotated around her thighs and then it happened again. That unreal, pink pussy was wrapped by his fingers.

"Ahhhnn..." Savannah whimpered as the blonde rubbed the oil all over those glistening lips and Lisa hoped desperately that they were only wet from the lube. "My stomach now, baby..."

"...Yeah Mom..." Noah hunched over a bit, shifting his hips back and letting his meat slap down across her legs as he scooped up the sides of her hips and cupped those huge fucking knockers.

~oOo~

Savannah gushed as her man grabbed a hold of her rack, his amazing hands confidently squeezing her as his cunt girlfriend watched like the bitch that she was. Fuck, if only Tim were there to watch too, she was sure she'd have cum right there and then. The milf cooed and mewled seductively as their eyes stayed connected, Noah dragging his slab of cock all over her, adding his precum to her oil and getting them so worked up. The nude beach had been a masterstroke and she was intent on using it fully.

He'd just begun to get lost in it, his thumbs clearly rolling her areolas when she looked at Lisa and smiled.

"My neck..." She asked, getting his eyes off her perfect chest. The stud bit his lip lightly and did as she wanted, leaving one hand on her chest and stroking up through her cleavage, across her clavicle and wrapping his fingers at her throat. "Uhh.. yeah baby... That's good."

~oOo~

Noah also lost it as his slutty mom's eyes rolled a little, her eyelids fluttered and she pushed her hips towards him. She really did like being choked.

"Lisa, can you get me some more oil?" The blonde didn't even look at her.

"Uh- maybe-"

"There should be a bottle at the back." The blonde ran his thumb over Savannah's throat and simultaneously gripped her tiny waist, in awe of just how sexy she was. Everything about her was just incredible and, as she shone like a goddess in the sun, all he would think was this was perfect for anal. How she was perfect for it.

Lisa stood hesitantly and rushed to get the oil, leaving them a private moment and that was when he felt something in him click. That was her. Savannah Rosmier, she was a temptress and a flirt and a tease. So he'd give her the worst back. As his fiancee padded back into the wooden outdoor area, Noah made his mind up.

"I think you're done, baby..."

~oOo~

Lisa handed the bottle over to Noah as he finally released that lewd body, glad to have pried her partner away.

"I'll do you now-"

"I've got it, honey. Don't worry." Savannah cut her off and suddenly Lisa felt paralyzed. It was one thing for the whore to ask for suntan oil, it was different to let her touch Noah up and down.

"No. I'll do it." Lisa refused, pulling Noah away from his mom and forcing him to sit at the lounger between the girls again.

"Why don't you both do it?" The blonde offered in what he probably thought was a settlement but it only pissed Lisa off. The slut was going to jump at that compromise and she hated that. Seeing her face, he clearly realised but he was too polite to say anything. Instead, Lisa found herself kneeling at Noah's left and Savannah at his right, her mammoth breasts resting on the side of his lounger and brushing his body.

A wet splurt of oil splattered across Noah's abs and then Savannah was talking again, her small, dainty hands rubbing and massaging his body right in front of Lisa.

"No surprise, the man is happy to have two women touching him."

"Hey, what can I say mom, I'm trying to keep the peace." Noah lay back, his chest flexing and his arms tensed as he wrapped his hands behind his head.

"Yeah sure, and I only do missionary."

Lisa tried her best to occupy Noah's attention, touching him erotically and edging towards his hard cock pretty often while Savannah seemed to stay at his chest and his right leg. A win as far as she was concerned. The insanity of their family was at least limited while she was around and when she had her way, Noah would never be around his mom like this again.

"...so, how big is it?" Lisa snapped out of her daze as she found the slut asking her a question.

"Huh?" There was no way she was asking.

"I'd ask Noah but he'd have no idea. He's such a guy about things like that but you must know right?" Savannah's hands were at his inner thigh, her forearms and fingers dripping oil and highlighting that ring on her finger. God, if only her husband had come along.

"Uhmm I don't know what your..."

"It's got to be like seven inches at least right? I'm just thinking that it must go up to your chest." Savannah had no shame apparently and Noah seemed happy to look down at them. Pleased by the looks of it, pleased that his mom was opening up.

"It's-"

"It's eight and a half inches, Mom."

"God..." Savannah bit her lip and before Lisa could react, those oily fingers were wrapped around the base of Noah's shaft. "And it's the thickest I've ever seen too... Fuck, you'd rearrange a girl's guts with this monster."

"Stop." Lisa finally confronted Savannah, her fingers slapped away by the fiancee. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"What?" Savannah laughed casually, sliding back across the gap and this time taking hold of his smooth balls. "It's a nude beach and I'm supposed to pretend like he's wearing five layers?"

"This is so fucked up! And we-"

"Hey, babe..." Noah began but Lisa had had enough and tried to go for the calculated approach.

"You think this won't get us in trouble?"

"Am I causing trouble, baby?" Her huge tits pushed against Noah's side as she looked up at the man with wide eyes.

"No, Mom..." His hands left the back of his head and found Savannah's shoulder, massaging it encouragingly and infuriating Lisa. "Babe, why don't you lie back and relax, let Mom handle the rest of the suntan oil...?"

"..." She wanted to say no, she wanted to scream but it felt impossible. The image of Tim in her head and his words rang out and more strongly, Noah's reiteration of them did, before she reluctantly pulled away. The image of her dream wedding and dream man holding as a light at the end of the depraved tunnel she was in.

"Thanks Lisa, we're just trying to get a nice tan right? What's the worst that could happen?" There was a pause as the atmosphere seemed to settle, and then he turned to the slut. "Keep going, Mom."

~oOo~

Noah shuddered invisibly as Savannah lifted his cock and began drizzling clear oil over it. With Lisa right there and watching, his smokeshow mom pushed a palm against his meat and began slowly stroking him off. Her soft, small hands quickly wrapped themselves in a double fisted approach as she cooed softly. God, this was so fucking raunchy. He hadn't been sure how Lisa would react to the nude beach but it seemed that she was so obsessed with her view of him that she couldn't even consider the possibility that he was the one driving this filthy transaction. That he was enjoying the erotic attention he was getting.

Pump, pump, pump. The 'coating' began to glisten and her hands were slowly rising higher and higher just about to cover his cockhead when Lisa spoke up.

"I think you're done, babe."

"What'd you think Mom? How am I looking..."

"Delicious." She smirked and then released him, her fingers slimy with his precum.

"Bigger than Dad, huh?"

"Way wayyyy bigger baby..." Savannah giggled as they got off on the sick mockery. It was embarrassing how easy it was. Tim had basically given Noah money to fuck his wife and damn if he wasn't going to.

"I don't know if I could take it all the way... Lisa, are you taking my baby's big thing to the hilt for him?"

"Mom, don't embarrass us..."

"What? I'm not allowed to worry about my son's happiness? Well Lisa? Are you laying back and letting him push up inside you?" Her slippery hands spanned across the length of his pulsing cock before placing that distance from her own pussy and reaching the base of her big tits. "God you'd be so far inside me, I'd probably taste it..."

"We're fine!" Lisa replied curtly, her hands now clenching the side of the sun lounger in frustration. Noah couldn't stop though.

"We usually get about half, right?" He looked to his fiancee while knowing who he was really telling.

"No way! Only half?" Savannah put on an amazingly convincing worried face, it was the small smile after that showed the real her. "So allll of this... you're wasting?"

His milf mom stroked the bottom half of his meat and then lingered at his balls, openly rubbing them in front of Lisa.

"It hurts her..."

"Oh yeah I guess some girls don't like that..." One hand slipped between her legs as she shuffled her way onto the lounger, straddling his calves at first. "But you'll blow him right? Throat him until you're gagging?"

"..." The silence was insanely loud and Savannah seemed to take it as cause to shuffle up higher, now sitting on his knees. Her ass felt so good and he could look down and watch her pretty little pussy glisten for him.

"Oh..." She sounded like she was talking to a puppy, it was so hot! "Well, you know everyone has their preferences..."

"Yeah, exactly, we're not all sex-craz-"

"If it was me though, I'd give him everything... and my ass."

"Mom...!" Noah chided her disingenuously. "Sorry, Lisa, you know she's just trying to open up..."

"Is this the real you then, Mrs. Rosmier?" Lisa's jaw was tense. "You fawn over Noah and shit all over Mr. Jones whenever things happen?"

"Oh honey, I don't need to do either of those things but I enjoy it...and I'm pretty sure your boyfriend does too..." With a slutty grin, Savannah then fully sat on his lap, letting her gorgeous body sit flush on his stomach and thighs and crotch. Raw cock and bare pussy touched and then Noah took his chance.

Clap.

"Stop being a bitch, Mom..." Noah slapped her ass, feeling her body flex on top of him as her hands landed on his stomach. His hand then simply held her cheeks, making sure she didn't act out again.

"Sorry Daddy..."

~oOo~

Lisa watched in horror as Noah began to take things too far. Up to a point she'd been willing to blame the whore but this was too much. Her fiance was letting another woman ride him right in front of her. With oil all over the place and not a single item of clothing, she sat there and watched. Well, it wasn't going to happen.

She reached back and grabbed her phone, angling it and with a neutral face, pulled the trigger.

"Hey, guys, let me get a picture of you."

"Err... seriously?" Noah spoke up, pissing her off even more.

"Yes, babe, it's a beautiful day, we're exploring and like you said, this is your family and I'm trying to be okay with that... Now come on, look over..."

"Ooh, yes~! Take a few, hon!" Savannah was instantly into slut mode, not even thinking to cover her nipples and instead, adjusting her posture to make her chest look even more massive while showing off her slender back and thick ass. Noah flexed too, raising his hands above his head while his mom put her hands at his hard chest and they both smiled charmingly at the camera.

Click. Click. Click.

With the sun blazing in the sky and both mom and sun glistening with oil all over them, Lisa made sure to shoot the most suggestive photos she could. If the slutty bitch was going to whore herself out to her own son, well she had no need to pretend to be a nice little girl either. Noah was blind to his mom's attitude but his dad would certainly have something to say about this.

"Let's get a few by the beach too..." Savannah suggested and Lisa grit her teeth before nodding. The raven-haired girl snapped pictures on her phone as Noah and Savannah took turns by the beach. Her fiancee took a picture of her too but it seemed that Savannah's frail ego needed her to be the one in most pictures and so the final one was a set Noah took of Lisa and the bitch standing awkwardly next to each other.

"This has been the best day yet... Thank you Lisa! Oh, and send me those pictures." A fake looking smile hit her bloated lips and Lisa bit back a scathing comment, knowing that what she was about to do would be even more venomous than the old hag could expect.

~ooOoo~

Lisa lay back on the bed as Noah showered, furiously typing into her phone. He liked to take his time in the bathroom and she knew she had at least fifteen minutes before he came out. Fifteen minutes that were the release to her horrifically twisted mood.

That fucking bitch!

That fucking, cow whore! Lisa put aside choosing a picture of herself aside and opted for focusing on the pictures which were most provocative. The one with Savannah naked on Noah's lap. The one with her arm pushing down on his chest. The one with her drooling over him, blatantly staring at his cock, while he looked innocently at the camera.

Fuck that was the one. Lisa made up her mind. That image made the woman look absolutely unhinged. She giggled victoriously in bed, her legs curled up and her phone pressed right against her as she listened for any sound of Noah finishing. The last one was the one she hated most though. A live photo which held a few seconds of movement. The twinkling of the sun on beautiful skin, the flashing of flirty smiles, the jiggling of soft curves.

It was disgusting. Literally sick-inducing and she made sure to pin the image. It wouldn't get posted, it was too flattering to the ratty classless woman but it was the one she'd use if pressed.

Quickly scrolling to find a picture of her, Lisa picked a really cute picture Noah had taken. She'd trained him well. Using her phone's tools, she placed small little digital stickers onto the exposed pussies, dick and boobs and then she felt ready. Pulling up her Instagram account, Lisa quickly looked at her followers. She had her mom and a few older family friends on there, along with her entire friendship group and people they'd grown up with at school.

Her posts were very clinically curated and this would definitely throw that out but she didn't need to leave it up. Just long enough for the six hundred people to see it and let the delicious fall out begin.

Selecting her picture first, Lisa then put an image of her and Noah in, their asses on show as they stared off into the horizon, then, tactically, planted the incriminating photo of Savannah and Noah. She put in a random caption and, with her glee pitching feverishly, posted.

"Hahah...!" She giggled deviously, glancing to the still occupied shower and loving her mind. The stupid whore didn't know what was coming.

Ping!

The sly woman smirked.

Ping! Ping! Pi-Pi-Pi-Pi-Ping!

Her phone began to vibrate furiously as she lifted it to find her best friend's face waiting on a video call. Ignoring the call for a moment, Lisa felt incredible, the messages reinforcing her knowledge that she wasn't crazy. Noah may not have seen it but his mom really was a freak. The messages came through thick and fast from her friends.

'What the fuck.'

'HOLY SHIT! Are you kidding me??????'

'Bitch, who the fuck?'

'Babe, you should've warned me. I don't even have any popcorn.'

Lisa laughed at her replies to the messages, quickly responding to the outrage and highlighting that Savannah wasn't the nice, quiet lady they all thought she was. A few of the boys were typically stupid of course, with the usually crude comments coming in, but they were all secondary to the flurry of texts she got over the bizarre look Savannah was giving her son.

Alina was the most keen to get in touch and resorted to spamming her with messages when Lisa refused to pick up. She couldn't or she risked exposing herself to Noah before it had time to reach the wider audience. Still, she happily texted.

'Bestie, who is that bitch and why is she starvinnnnngg?'

'Noah's mom. Can you imagine...?'

'What? Are you serious?! That's craaaaaazy!'

'Such a slut right?'

'If she's staring at Noah like that, I don't wanna know how she looks at her man.' Lisa laughed and typed out a cutting reply about Savannah. Going back and forth with her best friend fired her up, Alina always having been more confident than her, and before she knew it, Lisa was heading across the hallway to confront the source of all her problems.

~oOo~

Savannah raised an eyebrow as she gazed at the intruder in her room. With Tim off somewhere, she'd been relaxing with her phone in a sheer dressing gown and now it seemed she was being robbed of that. Robbed, specifically, by a rather smug looking girl.

"Can I help you?" She began bluntly.

"Oh, yeah, I just wanted to show you the pictures I've posted." The shaggy haired bitch pulled a fake smile and stomped brutishly over to Savannah with her phone held out. With a curious expression, she took hold of the phone and was subjected to the sight of Lisa's plain boyish body with silly stickers covering up her nipples and cunt. The caption said nothing special and so Savannah swiped.

An image of Noah and her. Gross. Then, her expression softened, a picture of her and him.

"Oh..." She kept her tone neutral, immediately knowing the girl's intention.

"All of our friends have liked it and my Mom too! I figured her and all her friends would want to see how nice it is here..." Savannah turned her head as Lisa snatched her phone back. It was a shame game. An attempt at playing the game with Savannah and trying to out her true nature to those back home. Well, two were playing that game, and the milf was much much better at it than the prissy little bitch could even fathom.

"They're really cute pictures, aren't they?"

~oOo~

"..." The Petrov girl hadn't expected the cool response from the mom. Sure, her husband wasn't one of the people following Lisa but what about everyone else from the older generation in their hometown. The mom's friends had seen this post. Didn't Savannah have any shame?

"Noah looks really good in that last one. Think I got caught staring a bit... Haha!" Her flawless skin curved into a mature laugh before she raised her own phone up.

"I forgot that you sent me the pictures actually. Let's see..." Savannah clicked through her phone, swiping past around a hundred notifications and opening an Instagram page which had over twenty thousand followers. Lisa gulped a bit but held firm. They were all losers just following her for her body, it was the core that mattered and she had their friends and family. No one would see those pictures and believe that Savannah wasn't some sort of slut.
Within a few seconds, she'd selected some things and Lisa received a notification. Savannah had added her on the app and now, she was staring at the raven-haired girl, expecting her to accept.

~oOo~

Noah stepped out of the shower with the towel draped over his head, a bit of water beading from the locks. He grabbed his phone and called out to his girl to no avail.

"Lisa?" He tried again, poking his head out from the bathroom and found it empty. His phone then buzzed again and again and again. The blonde lifted it and smirked.

~oOo~

Lisa bit her lip in seething rage at the caption alone.

'Me and my baby, hanging out...' With a winking devil emoji, the caption was paired with a slide of about seven images. Lisa didn't think she could make it past the first one. It was the picture with Savannah sat on Noah's lap, her back arched, her body looking ridiculous, with his hands on her waist and his muscles flexing. With just a black bar sticker across her huge jugs, the image was so explicit and Lisa could swear she saw the tip of Noah's dick poking out from behind Savannah's bulging ass.

Likes were pouring in but it was the direct message which paralysed her.

'ToriaV: That looks amazing, Savannah!' Her own mom, Victoria Petrov, had liked the post and had DMed Savannah to praise it. What the fuck?! Was she crazy too?

Infected with the fear at the reaction, Lisa swiped, desperate to find a landscape-esque picture or atleast a picture of Savannah alone but she despaired as she went on. There was Noah and her facing the horizon, mirroring her own picture, only Savannah's back was much more toned and her ass way more round. There was one where they were laughing together, as if forgetting the camera was even around. There were a trio of shots, showcasing the way their hands roamed each other while finding poses.

Then there was the final one.

The one with Lisa in it. The girl held back a scream. As if fate itself were mocking her, a notification came.

'Damn, who's the third wheel?' The final picture was that awkward picture Noah took of the two of them. Lisa was hunched over, her stomach in rolls and her legs weird while Savannah was statuesque, abusing the sun-kissed light and perfect posture to make her body look absolutely unreal. With them side by side like that, it was hard to avoid the intrusive thoughts making her think on how different they were.

Without another word, Lisa tossed the phone down and turned to the door. She needed to talk to Noah, she needed to make him see that his crazy, bitch Mom was spoiling things and that she would help him to see the right way. She'd help him cut Savannah out fully so they could have the perfect, happy life she'd planned.

~oOo~

Tim scratched his head awkwardly as the tension at the table seemed to spark openly. He'd expected Savannah to be pissed at him but instead, the two ladies were almost at each other's throats, with Noah sat between them, soaking it up like a champ. Tim was much less comfortable, trying to crack little jokes in between bites to no success.

They were dressed up again, with Tim opting for a crisp, white shirt and slacks, while Noah went for a blue collared polo which had some sort of brand name at the chest. Lisa was in a flowery dress with a belt at her waist while Savannah had opted for a fiery red pencil dress which looked more like a slip on mesh than a full dress with her curves pouring out deliciously. They both had chest showing and a fair bit of leg, though of course, his wife's was much more pronounced, and again it lent to the tension in the air.

He'd thought all this was behind them, with him correcting Lisa successfully at their meal the day before. The older blonde had even talked to Savannah about how Noah was doing the right thing by going into the town with her afterwards to help her feel included. Something had clearly gone terribly wrong in the time since. The veiled jabs and snipes continued even as they ordered and the waitress was visibly uncomfortable bringing their wine, all while Tim struggled to shift the tone.

In the end, it was Lisa who first really spoke to him.

"Did you see Savannah's post, Mr. Jones?" Tim shook his head. He'd barely had time to look at his phone with Ohara screaming the place down. Still, he'd worked and worked with her, doing every single thing she wanted exactly as she wanted it and left her with a beaming smile. "I think you should look, it's on Instagram..."

The entire group seemed to come alive a bit at that. This beach trip of theirs must have been where it went wrong. After all, Savannah hadn't told him a single thing about it and instead harped on unendingly about how bad Lisa's temperament was and how she chewed Noah's head off for the smallest things.

Lifting his phone in the near empty restaurant, Tim found his wife's page and clicked. Lisa exuded pure anticipation as if she were about to do the reveal of a magic trick. But why? Savannah had always attracted attention and recently she did seem to feed it a bit especially online, to feed her self-esteem, that wasn't so harmful was it? How bad could it really be?

~oOo~

His jaw went a bit at the sight of the first picture alone. Savannah loved this. God it was so hot. Right there at the table, Tim was seeing the filthy nasty things that were just under the surface. His idiotic expression faded and was replaced by confusion as he finally scrolled through the rest of the pictures. He looked up at her as he finished and Savannah smiled at him, leaning back on her chair and puffing her chest out defiantly.

Her husband looked to their son next and Noah just smirked. He threw his thick arms behind his head and sat in the silence. It was so obvious. So fucking clear. Noah's fat cock had been driving itself between her ass, dying to be inside of her, and yet, she knew what was coming.

"Seems like a really nice beach..." She smirked at her stud son and he responded by reaching across to her legs, stroking the naked thigh hungrily.

~oOo~

Lisa couldn't believe it. He was okay with it. What the fuck?

"Yeah it was amazing, honey." Savannah tried to move him on but Lisa refused, wrenching the conversation back jarringly.

"But the pictures, Mr. Jones! You see those pictures right?"

"...They look nice, Lisa." The older man seemed so small as he flickered his gaze back to his wife with every word. "Nice to see you so confident, honey..."

Lisa's head spun. This didn't make any sense at all. Okay, maybe the man was clueless and hadn't suspected his own wife before, that was reasonable but this was concrete proof wasn't it? Hard, undeniable evidence of the things his beloved woman was doing behind his back. And he didn't care?

"They said we weren't allowed any clothes there, you know?" Lisa tried to push again, needing for the husband to play his role or her revenge on Savannah would only be half as potent as she planned. Before she could get a proper reply, Noah leaned over to his right, tossed an arm around his mom and grinned.

"I stole your girl for the day, Dad..."

"Baby..." Savannah laughed too and, before Lisa could comment, Tim laughed a bit.

"It was a nude beach! Can you imagine, all of us had to strip off, nothing was allowed until we got to the huts."

"Well, I guess you covered up there, hon...?"

"No, Tim, I wanted to tan and you know I hate tanlines..."

"I made sure to oil her up though, don't worry... and Lisa too." Noah smirked and she wanted to hit him. He'd done nothing to stop his mom from his bitchy ways and now he was busy gloating about getting both of them naked. Dick.

~oOo~

Tim wasn't sure how to respond to this. It felt wrong but then, Lisa had been there with Noah, her fiancee, and had participated. Hell if he'd gone, Tim would probably have been in the same pictures. It was only because of work that he'd missed it. So... Maybe this wasn't so odd after all. Looking at Savannah, her face still steady and leaning towards their son confirmed to him that, as long as things didn't go any more strange, he'd tolerate it.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Lisa announced abruptly and he felt the atmosphere it created, the trio left behind watching her storm off to the bathroom. Noah twisted a bit but Savannah was soon whispering in his ear and they both began to laugh a little. Tim's wife's silky hair brushed to one side and her pretty face beamed like he hadn't seen in a long time. The words left his mouth before he really knew how harsh to be.

"She's a bit sensitive, I guess?"

"Haha~!" Savannah laughed loudly, her hands dropping to her lap and in doing so letting Tim look at her heavy chest. It almost felt like a reward for saying the right thing. "She's definitely too sensitive... right, baby?"

She twisted her neck and kissed Noah softly on the cheek. Then again, on the jaw, then on the neck.

"She doesn't get it, like you do, Dad." The younger blonde explained nonchalantly as Savannah's fingers reached around and cupped his face, before tracing a line of soft kisses up his neck and over his cheek and ear. "Mom and I are just close and now she's seen it, she's acting all jealous..."

"Uhm..." He hesitated, uneasy with the tone of their conversation. "Well, I'd have thought she'd be a bit more open-minded... I told her as much."

"Exactly... You get it." Noah spoke, almost exasperated, the teen's face showing relief at having his father's support. "We were at that beach and she was the one to suggest the pictures."

"Really?" He was puzzled. If she were jealous, she'd want to hide the way Noah and Savannah were together from the rest of the world, wouldn't she. Instead those pictures had now been seen by all of Noah and her friends.

"Yes, Tim..." His wife pulled away from Noah's jaw and justified further. "We were relaxing, enjoying the sun and all of a sudden she wanted us to do it. I mean, it's been obvious that she's been jealous of me this whole time but isn't it weird that she thought the way to deal with it was to get me and her fiance to pose together naked?"

Tim nodded where he felt she wanted him to. Savannah had always been sure of where the line was and he'd seen her fend off more than a few rich and charming clients of his before. She was his wife and he trusted her, even if the nature of her words at the minute were uncomfortable for him.

"It was her idea for me to lie on top of him." Tim felt that had to be true. "I even said, didn't I baby, that you'd had me massaging all that oil into your fat cock and that you'd be hard in the pictures, but she didn't care."

"No, I don't know what she was expecting to be honest..." The son agreed casually, his hand still hanging around her neck, seeming to brush her skin as they talked.

"She's fucking stupid, Noah. That's what I keep telling you."

"H-Hey, come on, honey, that's his-"

"God, don't be such a bitch, Mom."

"I'm a bitch?" She scoffed. "Oh right, guess that's why you 'lost' all the towels at the shack and had her go get more?"

"Yeah, you didn't seem to mind me wiping you dry all that much from what I remember..."

"Yeah, well, if she wasn't so dumb, she'd have known that we were in that cubicle together..." A small silence hit as the banter took a breath and Tim felt himself trying to catch up. His mind struggled to grasp the weight of their words but he did feel the need to make a small peace as a man who'd been happily married for years.

"Listen, guys... You know I'm happy you get along so well but erm... Maybe you could tone it down a little while we're here with her?"

"What?"

"Huh...?"

"J-Just a little, you know...?" The scowl from his wife shook the man and suddenly he regretted saying anything so resolutely. A softer touch, like the one he took with Ohara and his other clients, would have been better. "You've been, you know, a bit more hands on with each other since we got here..."

"Don't be so ridiculous, Tim, we're just sharing a moment!" Savannah snapped, her gaze turning as red as her body-hugging dress, pushing him to defend himself.

"I know, I know! I even told Lisa that she should let you two have your time, that it's normal for us! But..." He winced under the gaze of his wife so much so that he brushed over the way Noah's fingers seemed to settle on her cleavage. "Maybe she finds it a bit too weird? We could ease her in, you know?"

"God, Tim, it's not like we're fucking in her bed! It's just a bit of fun here and there! I can't believe you're agreeing with that bitch!"

"..." Noah surprisingly didn't defend his fiancee and it normalised things a bit again. Was he the one overreacting?

"I-I'm not saying that-"

"Well, what are you saying, Tim?" His wife's tone was so sharp, he desperately wished he could be with Ohara right now. "...Oh, you agree with her..."

"No." He quickly tried to stop her but she was blistering.

"You do. God, Tim, have some fucking sense! You really think that us having some fun means that we're dying to fuck?"

"..." He flinched mentally, physically and verbally.

"Is that really where your head is? After everything I've done for you, you think that I'm riding your son like a bunny every chance I get?" Her venomous tongue sliced through his own thoughts and he suddenly felt like it was being all mixed up. That wasn't what he thought. He'd just meant. He'd thought that the girl needed a bit more time. "Are you seriously taking that ugly bitch's words over mine? Is that seriously what you think?"

Before he could even refute her cutting tale, she was turning.

"Noah, why don't we just come clean?!" Savannah turned to Noah and poked him in the chest, frustratedly. "Tell your Dad how we're not just trying to have some fun on this stupid work trip, that we're actually fucking. That right now even, all you're thinking about is jamming your huge cock inside my little pussy...!"

"You're right..." The words came from his lips quietly but it was like the storm vanished in an instant.

"..." His beautiful wife was back, the restaurant din commenced once more and Noah was watching him too. All while she waited for him.

"You're right, honey... I think I'm just paranoid because she's so sensitive..." Savannah huffed a little, her temper still brimming beneath the surface and he found himself turning to his more agreeable, level-headed son for salvation. Just like he'd done before the trip to the beach, he could use Noah to dig him out of this.

"I just don't want to see this go wrong for you, son..."

"It's fine, Dad. But you're kind of spoiling this for me and mom..."

"Oh... Sorry." He fidgeted, thrown by Noah's dismissal of his appeal and suddenly looking at that hand again. Noah's hand hanging over Savannah's chest, his fingers splayed over the swell of her breasts. No. He forced his eyes away. Savannah had made it clear and Noah was just trying to have fun too. He'd been the one to tell them about the trip last minute so it sort of made sense that they were bored. Savannah would never actually do anything and it wasn't even something his son would be aware of.

"It's cool... Just you know... Hey, maybe you can take Lisa for a walk after this and me and Mom can have some time alone?"

"Definitely!" Tim smiled eagerly, pleased to see his wife's positive shift from the suggestion. Noah really did know her well.

~oOo~

Lisa dried her face of the ice cold water she'd splashed it with, trying desperately to use her head. But, then that was the problem. She was used to being the smartest one in the room and using her wits to get whatever she wanted. Even with Noah, who was pretty bright, she'd had him wrapped around her finger but Savannah was like an anomaly. The old hag was somehow immune to Lisa. Probably too dumb to even understand the subtle digs and redirects that most people of a younger age were debilitated by.

The pictures had been a rash decision made when Lisa felt cornered, felt like she was losing Noah's attention and with it, her entire ten year plan. She needed him and his money and there was no room in the plan for getting herself huge fake tits and a new ass to help fill the fetish his mom may have imprinted on him. Instagram had seemed like the most blunt tool she had, with her posting the depraved ongoings to all of their families and friends in a way that any normal person would have considered world ending. It was hard for Lisa even to show her man around another woman like that but she tried it anyway

Yet, as she'd sat at the table, Savannah was still laughing and joking.

Mr. Jones was even more useless. The final tool she'd been hesitant to use turned out to be ineffective due to how much of a tool he was. What kind of man saw those pictures and brushed them off as harmless? She shivered at the thought of Noah ever being so pathetic, though she knew, having seen it firsthand before and then again in the restaurant with Savannah, he was a protector. God, she almost wished he had been half-hearted about it. Then she could attribute some of Tim's failings to his son and reconsider her own plans but no.

Noah was fucking perfect. Asshole.

In every way, she needed it to be him and that left the raven-eyed girl with one solution. With an instrument even more blunt than telling her husband, she needed to get Savannah Rosmier out of the picture. Lisa walked through some scenarios in her head but most involved Noah playing an overly active role in seduction and that was something she refused to consider. It was bad enough that his slut mom acted this way with him casually. If the bimbo thought he wanted her, Savannah would be on her knees instantly and even Lisa would reluctantly admit that he'd never be able to forget that kind of experience..

Other options were all too timid and she needed the icy water to help cool her rising frustration. Then, with some distance from the slut and feeling more like herself again, she felt inspiration strike. Alina. She knew the situation and had been dying to hear more from Lisa anyways. Pulling out her phone, Lisa typed out a message and received a reply the second after.

You need to record her skanky ass.

She's never admitted anything, not even in the changing rooms!

Changing rooms?!

Long story.

You will tell me later. For Mrs. R... Can't you get her drunk or something?

We've just gotten to this restaurant but I could maybe say we head to a bar afterwards...

Do it.

She's not much of a drinker though. That party, she had maybe like three drinks max, and here she only drinks a glass or two of wine.

Hmmm...

Lisa watched as the screen showed her best friend typing away, her own ideas beginning to form when Alina came in with a haymaker.

Get her to the bar. Spike her ass.

Lisa couldn't believe the toxic shit her bestie was coming out with but her furious and frustrated mind ate it up, suddenly alight with possibilities.

You think I can? Won't it be obvious...?

Hun, I'm being real with you. With a body like hers, she walks around wearing anything and she's gonna get creeps after here. If you can get her to the bar, I'll tell you what to put in her drink and it'll fuck her up bad. You can even be the one to 'notice' and that'll make you look like a rockstar to Noah.

Fuck her up like that molly we used for Grace?

Worse.

Lisa almost cackled in the bathroom, her brain creating images of a sloppy, stumbling Savannah, lacking all of the pompous attitude and grace. That whore would definitely throw herself at Noah and Lisa would be there to catch it on camera. Tucking her phone away, the girl smirked devilishly at herself in the mirror and then wiped it clean off, adopting that same annoyed face she'd walked in with. She had a plan now and, with Alina on her side, there was no chance the bitch survived.

~ooOoo~

Noah couldn't believe how stiff his cock was. It was almost agony, scraping against his boxers and jeans in an angry search for relief while his mom giggled in his ear. With his dad sat across, drumming fingers on the table and sipping wine, Savannah was stroking Noah's arm and whispering things to him. He couldn't believe it. Her outburst was something he'd never seen before, a side to her that was pure sin.
They were fooling around and when he got his way, they would be fucking constantly. Yet, she'd crushed his lame dad's attempt to stop them with just a few words. Like a gorgon, she'd turned him into a mute statue, refusing to even look her in the eye and using his son as the mirror, directing things to him to avoid her wrath. Savannah didn't seem to mind, glad to have put Tim in his place, and to be able to toy with Noah's jeans seductively.

Noah loved it too. The gloating in the kitchen after she'd swallowed his semen, that had been the start. It was instinctive, carnal. The open groping at the beach, that had been more hunger, more arrogance. Those were things he might have dismissed as being in the moment. But then the changing room and the pictures, the godforsaken pictures. It was criminally hot.

Pictures of him and his milf mom together on a nude beach. On their Instagram for fuck's sake. The comments, the DMs, the calls. Everything that had come from it, he'd eaten up. Lisa had clearly been pissed off with him and fuming at Savannah, taking the pictures as an attempt to screw over the budding relationship but it had failed spectacularly.

Sure, he'd gotten some DMs from girl friends who questioned the action on show but mostly he'd had guys who'd always wanted to fuck his mom being jealous, had women he'd been ignoring complaining that he hadn't told them he was in an open relationship or wasn't cheating with them, and had bystanders mentioning about how hot they looked together. It was all euphoric, stroking his pride like nothing he'd ever known before. He'd never thought of himself as an exhibitionist but this thing felt electric. It made him feel powerful.

Then, God, as if he hadn't been spotlighted enough, Lisa had gotten bitchy again and shown his unaware dad. Noah kept quiet, unsure of how badly it might go. After all, no man would accept seeing their wife like that. Turned out, Tim was barely a man at all. He'd brushed it off because Savannah wanted him too, ignoring the sight of his wife's fat ass drizzled with oil and precum from the dick between her thighs. It was crazy.

The fun, innate gloating and groping then clicked into place in his mind and Noah suddenly felt like he had a whole new world he was dying to explore. He wanted to do everything and began by turning his neck to his stunning mom. Her soft lips pressed into his as she ran her thumb across the hem of his jeans and they shared a slow kiss. His tongue dragged across her plump lips for a delayed second as she sucked on his bottom lip. Pulling back, she blinked up at him for more but the blonde teen leaned back, staring across the table.

"Thanks, Dad. Knew you'd get it..."

~oOo~

The meal went by without much of an uproar. Noah's fiancee returned from the bathroom and was unfazed by the way Savannah leant up against her partner and Tim felt it made even more sense for him to accept it as a result. They ordered, ate and he paid the bill with the entire group making casual conversation about nothing in particular. Lisa in particular seemed to be completely comfortable with everything and didn't even mention the pictures, satisfied by his initial response. Tim liked that. The older man almost felt like he was seeing a glimpse of their futures once everything had settled and he added a large tip with his mood so bright.

The waitress thanked him prettily and they were just winding down at the table when Lisa leaned across and spoke eagerly.

"Why don't we all go for a few drinks?" Tim immediately liked the idea, having been wound up from all the work stress for the first few days of the vacation, but looked to his wife for her take on it.

~oOo~

Savannah almost smirked and almost told the stupid bitch to try harder, but she very politely rephrased it.

"I think we're all a bit tired, Lisa..."

"Oh come on, it'll be fun! There's a really good bar slash nightclub around here which all my friends recommended...!" The milf did smile now, keeping it free from malice though, and turned to Noah.

"Baby, what do you think?" Her fingertips scratched his groin, his thick cock pulsing for her, as she batted her eyelids at him. It was obvious that the ratty little girl was trying something. Her embarrassing attempt to humiliate and ruin Savannah had fallen so flat, it was honestly pathetic. With Tim's frail willpower bulldozed, Lisa couldn't do anything that would really change the trajectory she was on with her stud son. No, Savannah knew, she was only going to end this trip one way and that was with her baby's cock stuffing her to the brim. Still, it seemed that Lisa was under the impression she could do something about it. "It's late and we'd have to go get ready first..."

Savannah was sure that he would back her and turned back to Lisa before he'd even begun to speak.

"Why don't we go?" Huh? Savannah's head cranked back to him. "It sounds fun. You both look hot as fuck anyways, there's no need to change."

She was just about to question his sudden eagerness when the hand he'd kept around her shoulder slinked off and secretly ran down her back. His long fingers stroked her before grabbing her hips and ass and squeezing.

"Right...?! We'll stop off at a store quickly for some gum but I talked to Alina about it and she said the reviews are all incredible... It's expensive but..." The crowing plank kept going but Noah's fingers were tickling her sides as he grabbed his phone and pretended to search it up.

"Oh really, I'll check." He fake replied to something Lisa had said as he pulled up the texts they'd been exchanging. As Tim became involved in the meaningless babble, Savannah's eyes locked onto the screen and the message her son wrote out for her.

You're coming. I want that ass grinding on me so everyone knows you're mine.

"Okay, fuck it." Savannah's mouth watered as she sealed the deal, her needy body waiting to feel her man against her.

~oOo~

Mr. J went to the bar the second they'd gotten in, while the slut and Noah were still just sauntering in from security, and instantly Lisa knew she'd made the right choice. The crowd were like vultures, every single man and a few women turning to gawk at the goddess who'd just entered. The swell of the room, the smell of liquor and perfume, the pounding of the latin music, it all felt right. This place was sexy and filled with people looking for sex. Even the lighting, a mix of amber and crimson hues cast flattering shadows and as Lisa looked back at the mom son duo, she could see how good they each looked. Savannah's red dress was just the cherry on top. A pasted on, stretchy fabric thing which did nothing but show off the obscene curves beneath while sitting firm at her flat stomach and cutting off just below her ass, well above the knee.

Lisa would have no problem convincing Noah that one of the men in this room had spiked Savannah's drink and their brief inconspicuous stop at a store had allowed her to pick up just enough of Alina's special additives for one hell of a cocktail.

As the group convened around Tim, the older, lame man turned to them with a big grin as he'd just handed the bartender a thick roll of cash.

"I got us a VIP booth." Lisa thanked him, knowing that the moron had just made things ten times easier for her, and they were all soon chatting about the vibe of the bar while waiting. Lisa looked over her man, appreciating his crisp look and sharp jaw while she ignored the fact he had an arm around his mom's waist. She had to wait. Giving in early and having an outbreak, that was exactly what the bitch wanted. Savannah would eat her alive and label her a crazy hoe before Lisa could defend herself and that would be game over to her long term plans. So instead, she kept going with it, accepting Noah's fingers trailing across her own ass while he no doubt had the other hand on Savannah's thick booty. "Oh there they are."

The group moved into one of the corners, elevated from the frothing masses who seemed glued to Savannah's jugs bouncing in that tiny dress, before being shown into an octagonal booth of plush seats. There was a private bartender here who was looking at Noah a bit too keenly and the table itself held a bucket of ice though no drinks. Within a few seconds of being seated though, a duo of tall, skinny girls in showy outfits appeared, a sparkling tray in each's hands.

"Hiiii~!"

"Hiya~!"

Their voices were obnoxiously cheery but Lisa had to admit they played their role well, with Tim smiling like an idiot at the VIP treatment.

"Just something to make this the best night ever...!" His voice came across the table, distinctly on the opposite side to Noah, Savannah and her, as the bottle girls rounded them and presented the champagne. The music continued to swing, the room felt energetic and the premium experience of someone pouring her a full glass of expensive champagne all ticked boxes for Lisa. This was what her life was supposed to be. This is what it would be.

"Special occasion?" The more dolled up of the two girls leaned down to Noah, ignoring her and the bitch, and blatantly flashing her cleavage in the strapless dress she wore.

"Oh, no, not really." Noah was cool with her, barely even flinching and instead rubbing Lisa's back supportively. "We're just having a good time."

"Wow..." The bottle girl's eyes ran down his body but he said absolutely nothing and finally just she nodded. "Well, I'm Amelia. I'll be here all night for you... and your friends."

She looked at Savannah directly with slightly pursed lips in what Lisa thought was the first real bit of emotion displayed before continuing on.

"If you need anything, just give me a shout, okay?"

"Thanks."

The girl spun around and scampered away, leaving only the other one. Bitch. Looking across the table, Lisa watched in shock as the other one absolutely robbed Tim, already sitting next to him as he pulled out his card and handed it to her. With a horrifically plastic smile, the girl thanked him and she was gone too.

"What was that?"

"Oh, haha..." The older man laughed a little. "Figured we could just keep a tab open."

Lisa almost gagged. The pathetic guy had clearly been sized up by the bottle girl, targeted and successfully removed of his own card. No doubt, they'd now be plying drinks into the table the whole night. It was so stupid of him to waste money that would be hers one day.

"She said she'd get us a round of shots too." Idiot.

~oOo~

Savannah leaned back into the seat, sipping her champagne and soaking up the attention she was getting. Even with Tim sat across from Noah, her stud son didn't hesitate from whispering filthy things in her ear, from holding her waist or from rubbing her leg with his. The tiny red dress she'd worn had been a great choice and the tiny thong beneath would be perfect for when he began grinding against her. She was wet just thinking about it.

The restaurant had been incredibly hot, though she had been forced to put up with Lisa's pretend niceties, and she was happy to keep Noah on edge this way for as long as it took. Their night together had been close to breaking her, close to her just giving her pussy the pounding it so desperately wanted from him, but she'd held out. She wouldn't allow him to think of her as some side piece.

Noah seemed to sense that, though he was clearly still trying to get her to share him, and at the very least prioritised her. When the silly bottle girl had come over, trying her routine, her baby had shut the woman down completely and as of yet, he'd not so much as looked over. That was hot. He wasn't some sort of dog. It was her that had caught his eye. She was special and he knew it. She did find one thing funny though and leaned over into him to talk about it, deliberately placing a hand on his thigh along the way.

"She's here again..." Noah took a slow sip and smirked at her. Across the table was her husband, talking to the more plain of the two bottle girls again and grinning foolishly. It was apparent that he thought he was the funniest man in the world as she fake laughed over and over at his jokes but that wasn't what Savannah found funny.

"I know..." She looked up at her gorgeous man, her eyes locked with him for a second as she willed him to understand her. "You know the only reason she's not here is because you're mine."

"Hmm..." It sounded so hot to hear him say it out loud. "Yeah, baby?"

She needed more.

"Yeah. One look at you and it's obvious you're not here with Dad."

"..." She squeezed his thigh encouragingly.

"He's not good enough for you."

"Yeah...?" She moaned it a bit, her pussy aching a bit now. He really knew her well.

~oOo~

Lisa tried to lean over the table as she discreetly threw away her shot before looking back up to the table and seeing the three others all cleaning theirs off. It had been around an hour of non-stop drinks from the bottle girls in the booth and she was getting more drunk than she wanted. Her phone had been buzzing constantly in her bag and she knew it was Alina but she was stuck.

The fucking moron across from her couldn't read the room at all, constantly being sweet talked into more drinks even after she'd begun to glare at him a bit. Even now, seconds after polishing off the shot, the girl was walking over again, her ridiculous heels clacking on the floor. Tim was wiping his mouth and smiled as she appeared only, this time, with a tray.

"Oh, youuuu are a bad influence." Tim chuckled, reaching out, until Lisa finally barked at him.

"No more." The pumping music and the chattering bodies covered up most of the bite but even then she looked over quickly to ensure Noah hadn't noticed her chiding his dad, her own father-in-law. Thankfully, she was in the clear, with the bitch, for once, working in her favour by keeping Noah occupied. "We're okay for now, thanks."

The girl pulled a face, and ignored her, turning back to Tim but the older blonde hesitated at the tone. He was about to take the drinks too. She knew it, as she watched the girl stroke his shoulder. Having Savannah here meant nothing since it was clear that the staff didn't believe she was Tim's wife, and so they were openly buttering him up with fake flirting, and the pointlessly smug man was about to cave.

"No more shots. I'll come to the bar in a second. I want to get something special..."

~oOo~

Lisa walked as nonchalantly as she could with the most important drink closest to her body. Picking out a drink she was sure they would all drink, she'd sent the bartender looking for something and dropped in the purchased additives as Alina had said, and now all she needed to do was have Savannah drink it. Lifting the tray high, she announced her arrival with a smile on par with the fake ones of the bottle girl with Tim, though she knew hers was less obvious.

"Oooh, what have we got here, Lisa?" The older man began first, his face already a pretty bright red just an hour into their night.

"It's black rose." Lisa explained the way Alina had told her too. The additives needed a cloudy drink to hide the colour and the flavour of the tequila would mask their taste too. "A girl friend of mine had me try them and I really wanted you guys to try..."

Tim picked one up as she lay the tray down, stealing a quick glance at her fiancee and his slutty mom. Savannah didn't even look at up at her, leaning into Noah to continue their little whisperfest, but in doing so, was signing her own defeat. Lisa quickly took one, a safe one for herself, pushed one to Noah and then called out to them.

"To us!" Savannah looked at her passively while Noah smiled, grabbing his shot and nudging his mom to do the same before she joined him. Perfect. She'd taken the spiked drink. Turning the bottoms up, Lisa led the VIP booth in downing their black rose shots. Tapping her empty glass down while Tim's crashed into the table, she tried to inconspicuously look at Savannah. No way.

"Oh come on...! Don't be so boring...!" Lisa tried to keep her tone steady but the frustration manifested as mocking. Savannah leaned back into the booth, her skanky dress stretching even more at her ballooned chest, with an unflinching impassivity.

"It's tequila."

"It's fine. You can barely taste it!" Lisa could feel her voice growing a bit more desperate, her body language shifting too as she edged towards the impervious woman.

"I don't drink tequila."

"But you will, won't you? As a toast to Noah and I getting engaged..." Her teeth were bared a little, her jaw tense. What would it take for her to get a win over this fucking bitch? "It'd be a bit weird to refuse unless you aren't happy about something..."

~oOo~

The silence that came was painful to Tim. As the liquor dripped down his throat and sent a warm tingle through his stomach and neck, he felt great and the tension which was building again from what he thought was a pretty nonissue was unnecessary. Lisa had brought the shots and Savannah didn't drink tequila. So what. More for the rest of them. The talk of an engagement toast seemed harsh from the girl. It hardly reflected Savannah's feelings on the topic.

"You're really not going to have it?" Lisa's acceptance from just an hour earlier seemed to be gone now and part of Tim just wished she would be more reasonable. Less of a, well, less of a bitch. "Babe, can you please convince your mom-"

"Bottoms up!" Tim took the initiative as he felt the conversation taking that turn he refused for it to, and gripped the shot commandingly.

"-Wait!" Before Lisa could spoil things anymore, the creamy shot was gone. Tim wiped his lips and beamed at the group, his son and wife especially looking impressed with him before he burst out into a roar of laughter.

~oOo~

Lisa couldn't believe it. The stupid, ham-fisted, fucking moron. Her one plan. Her last fucking resort and he'd bungled it completely, tossing back the shot himself and getting her absolutely nothing in return. It was pretty obvious he'd be wrecked soon anyways. Twisting into a scowl, she ran her eyes over him as his alcohol dribble shirt before hearing whispers again and snatching a look at the bitch.

She was watching as Noah spoke in her ear with that smug, cocky look on her face. God, Lisa hated her. Savannah thought she was some sort of queen, and Lisa not even an ant, with how things seemed to always work out in her favour. It was unbelievable. Lisa was the one in control, she'd been the one to make destiny her bitch. Meeting Noah 'accidentally' and buying him lunch. Being there for him when he needed help in school. Becoming friends with his first girlfriend, Grace, so she knew exactly what kind of guy he was and what he liked. Spiking Grace at a party and making sure she was recorded talking to everyone about how good Noah was in bed and how much money he had. Making sure he broke up with Grace after flirting with him and telling him all of Grace's flaws and making fun of her ugly body.

Lisa was the mastermind. She was the one who had a ten year plan of wealth and luxury and satisfaction. Savannah wasn't even in her plans for fuck's sake and yet the whore mom had ruined so much already. All of Lisa's plans to deal with the bimbo had been reduced to insignificant occurrences or even played into Savannah's golden reputation in the family. Lisa had seemed like the crazy one when she'd worked so tactically to ensure Noah had never seen that side of her before. Everything felt like it was falling apart. Everything but Noah.

Lisa looked at him, his arm around Savannah's waist, his face close to hers, whispering as they bonded in what he only thought of as a familial way.

He was her only hope. Lisa refused to share him. It was laughable that she should. She was perfect and he worshipped the ground she walked on but, this was all she had left. She knew that if she couldn't control Savannah, she could manipulate Noah and if there was one single weakness in Savannah, it was Noah. She wanted him and if Lisa had him flirt unknowingly, Savannah would crumble and leave Lisa with the ideal advantage.
Fuck, she hated the bitch so much.

~oOo~

Savannah knew that Lisa had just failed at whatever her initial ploy had been. She could tell from the way the ugly girl's face had fallen at Tim's drinking. To be upset was one thing, but to blatantly reveal her cards like that had Savannah wondering how the girl had ever even considered the possibility of tricking her. Then again, a man like Noah would drive anyone to that. Savannah had been sat with her stud for a while now and when he wasn't stroking her side, he was whispering in her ear or rubbing her leg in a constant barrage of attention and suggestion.

The intimacy was delicious and any woman would be weak. To think Lisa had gotten this for almost two years unobstructed was criminal. Still, now, all Savannah wanted was to drown in the pleasure. Her plan to take Noah had been stunted by his surprising resistance but then he was a man. He probably thought he would end up with her and Lisa bouncing on his lap in turns. As she stroked his incredible, girthy dick in his jeans she forgave his cockiness. If anything, she liked his arrogance. It played well into her desires for the bedroom, and he really was incredible. He knew just how to tease her and how to make her melt for him. His tongue in her ass had cemented that for her.

Savannah really, really wanted to fuck him. He wanted it too but she wasn't about to share and once she was rolling around the sheets with him, Noah would forget all about any other women.

"I want to dance." She announced without pause, as the group looked over to her, with her gaze entirely on her hung son. Her message was clear.

~oOo~

Noah took a second, commanding his half hard shaft to ease up to prevent giving the game away, and used Lisa to help stall.

"You coming?"

"With your mom...?" Her eyes were staring at him, still not having sat down since the black rose shots.

"With me." She seemed to give in a bit, turning for a second as Savannah began walking down from the VIP section. Instantly, there was a group of guys raising their heads and one or two gearing up to make a move. Without any more time to wait, Noah stood and grabbed her wrist. "Come on. You can thank me later...!"

Leading her down, Noah made sure to head straight for his smoking hot mom and intentionally gave a few leering guys a sharp glare. She was his. At around the middle of the space between the main bar, a sort of square in the middle of the room, and the VIP area, they posted up. The sensual, sexy vibe of the music was louder here, pounding in his ears as the smell of women's perfume and bodies gyrating all came to him. Putting aside all the little annoyances from earlier aside, Noah just focused on how good he felt right now.

The bottle girl was cute but she was nothing compared to Savannah's face. The girl's body had been firm and tight but it was nothing compared to Savannah's voluptuous figure. The girl's eyes had been flirty but they were nothing on Savannah's erotic fuck-me eyes. And then with everything that had happened, he was awfully close to a perfect life. Though he knew his mom wasn't keen on the idea, he wanted to try to keep Lisa around too.

"Come here..." He whispered out, reaching the hot milf and immediately placing a hand at her waist. With his hand slipping from Lisa's wrist, he found the girl forming a sort of triangle with him and his mom, and the song began to ramp up. Their bodies slowly began to dance, the beat of the music catching each as he was again surprised by his mom. Her body in that tight red dress bounced and jiggled with the tiniest motion and right now she was basically shaking her ass as she stared at him lustily. He knew what he wanted to say but the greed in him asked for a different approach. "See, we're all getting along now, huh?"

The two women looked at each other and then at him before smiling, his own confident smile influencing them but before he could push home this advantage any more, Lisa spoke up.

"I'm surprised you even know this song..." Noah slipped a hand around her waist, now holding both of them a bit closer as Lisa leaned across in front of him to talk.

"Yeah, one of my favourites..." His mom responded amicably but Lisa kept pushing, the slight red around her cheeks darker now from their movement. He knew she wasn't the biggest drinker.

"Guess it came out while you were like a mom already?" Lisa kept on but quickly covered up her slight insult. "It's cool, really. You're errr... down with the kids, haha~!"

"I-"

"Oh my gosh, I love this one~!" The DJ cut up the drop and brought in another great song, prompting Lisa to cut off his mom and step closer to him, her hips now swinging as she began running her hands over his body.

"..." Noah chuckled as she began to sing the lyrics in his face, her pretty eyes narrowing seductively at him. He sang back, wrapping his right arm around her a bit more as they began to get into the rhythm when he felt a firm tap at his left shoulder. The whispering voice came in his ear next as a plush body pressed against his side.

"I'm going to get us some drinks." Before he could say anything, she vanished from his grip, though the blonde made sure to keep switching his gaze from Lisa to the bar where his mom waited. Of course, she didn't wait long, the bar staff instantly prioritising her as he allowed his own eyes to drift down her naked shoulders, her toned back and that bouncing ass. Damn, that thing was so big. He could only imagine how it would feel to split those cheeks with his dick.

"Hey, where are you looking?" Lisa cooed up at him, forcing Noah to look back at her as she puckered up. A soft, little kiss followed, his hand resting on the small of her back as they slowed the dancing to a slower vibe. It reminded him of the parties they'd gone to before and how she was a sweet girl and really a lot of fun. Something on this trip had changed all that, making her act all controlling and crazy out of nowhere. Then, 'something' showed up.

"Vodka mixers." His mom's heels clicked his attention away from his fiancee and Noah turned to find a drink being pushed into his face. Behind it was a very-so-slightly amused expression on her stunning face, one that he knew Lisa wouldn't notice but made him take pause.

"Oh... Thanks." As Noah took his, Lisa hesitated at the sight of her own drink though he couldn't understand why. "I'm not really super thirsty right now..."

"It's not like I've spit in it, if that's what you're worried about." His mom's sudden bored tone was remarkably convincing though he did wonder if there was something in Lisa's eagerness to take them to a bar suddenly. For a girl who'd been paralytically jealous just a few hours before, she had been oddly easygoing. Is that what was going on? Lisa, unable to let go of her petty attitude issues, was trying to screw with the drinks?

"Come on, babe, take the drink. Let's all just relax and have a good time." Noah moved the drink to his right hand and his left found Savannah's back, stroking her in quiet encouragement. If only Lisa was more like her.

"You're right... Sorry. I didn't think you had, I'm just used to being careful with drinks so haha... Yeah- I mean. Yeah. Fuck it." The girl justified, grabbing the drink and raising her glass as they all took one big sip. "Woooo~!"

Lisa pulled a slight face at the strength of the drink, Savannah didn't, and Noah was left faking his expression as he gulped down the water in his mouth. Lilac eyes stared at him and the blonde teen knew he'd made the right call.

~oOo~

Lisa continued to drink the thing Savannah had bought her, forced to throw away even her pride as she sought out victory in the war. If the slutty mom had spit in it or messed with it in anyway, it was humiliating but it wasn't the end. Savannah was too stupid to know how to spike someone and so, as long as she was careful, this could be used to play things in her favour with Noah. She did wonder about Savannah's lack of reaction to what she thought was a pretty strong vodka mixer but really, she was more concerned about if her plan would work with a high tolerance Savannah.

Already, she could see Noah staring a bit at the expanse of juicy cleavage the milf showed off and she'd seen him checking on her at the bar. That much was tolerable, but she didn't like it, and she had let it bubble up inside of her with the comments. Still, she needed control, she needed to be absolutely vicious in letting mom and son come together until she could vilify Savannah completely.

A drink would at least help her with that bit.

~oOo~

Tim waved at the fun bottle girl a final time as she pouted at him and blew him a small kiss. With a pretty large amount of drink in his system, even with his practise at corporate events, he was buzzed enough to head into the mass of couples and young people with rhythm in his feet. He got to his group quickly, ignoring a slight stumble at his feet, and found his wife and son side to side with Lisa giggling at his son.

"Busting a move, gang?" Tim joined them as the fourth, closing off the small circle that had formed.

"Working on it, Dad." Noah laughed and Tim made sure to show him a few moves as the music thronged in the room.

Maybe half an hour passed, with the night having taken a really positive turn and he was soon holding another drink, one bought by his son in a rather proud moment. The quartet were smiling and clinking glasses and moving bodies in the night, drawing many spectators but ultimately in their own world.

He would do anything to keep things like this. Glancing around, he saw a few couples getting intimate, a few single folks trying their luck and a few getting lucky. Noah managed to keep hold of Savannah and thereby saved Tim of a job he didn't relish much, that being scaring off any overconfident parties from talking to her, and so it was easy to just enjoy himself.

~oOo~

Lisa watched with gritted teeth, unable to speak up as she saw Tim fumble around the dancefloor with an underserved glee. The asshole who had ruined her plans had also somehow managed to resist the effects of the spiking so far, saving her from having to deal with his being catatonic but at the same time subjecting her to his 'dances' and 'jokes'. The man she'd once thought of as being a sensible adult. God, it was embarassing.

Worse still was watching Savannah. With the shifting crowd keeping their bodies all somewhat cramped, and with it growing busier as the night went on, their little circle had grown snug. So snug, that she was now pushed up against Noah's right side and was stuck facing his bimbo mom who was on his left. With Tim off to the side, she was given no defence system from the dark-haired minx.

~oOo~

Noah was half hard. Fuck. How could he not be? With the sweaty bodies grooving and his own hips and shoulders swaying, he was constantly brushing against thick ass or Lisa's legs, all while his hands were allowed to grab fistfuls of flesh. He tried his best to share his attention, giving Lisa little kisses now and then while also dancing with Savannah but it was becoming harder and harder. In perfect synchronisation with his shaft.

Lisa was nice but Savannah was just so hot. Her silky hair swung enticingly, her large pale eyes called to him like a siren and her lips sang in a way he'd never seen before. It really wasn't his fault then, when he raised his hands from their bodies, grabbed their heads and pulled Lisa in for a small kiss. His eyes stayed open, locked on his naughty mom as she watched him for the brief kiss before he pulled away and brought her close.

With all four of them together, driven blind by his hunger for her, Noah locked his lips with Savannah.

"Mmmhh..."

"Mpph~"

It wasn't his fault. She tasted so good, her mouth clean of drink with the three glasses of water they'd already had. Her mouth twisted to work with him, her tongue lightly tapping at his while he slapped at hers, with her hand gripping his shirt hungrily. It wasn't his fault.

"Noah..." Pulling back was one of the hardest things he'd ever done and he gave himself some strength by letting his let hand fall from his mom's soft hair to her firm ass.

"Come on, babe... You want to be part of the family, right?" Lisa blinked hard, biting her cheek for a second before the drink in her hand was thrown back and her lips connected with him.

~oOo~

Tim was drunk but he wasn't that drunk. He took a step back, the frothing of the crowd moving to make way as he looked again. In that little circle stood the three of them. His wife, his son and his daughter-in-law and they were all kissing. Noah had been sweet with Lisa, the music and atmosphere understandably getting the best of them but this was different. Tim watched the young blonde pull back from his fiancee, turn his neck and begin getting off with Savannah.

Their bodies were hidden but he could swear he saw Noah's arms wrapped around both waists, pulling the girls close as he took turns with them.

~oOo~

She was bad. Her lips were thin, her taste was all liquor and her tongue sloppy, rushing and crashing against his teeth awkwardly. She was boring too, her hands remaining by her side while he'd rubbed her head encouragingly. Twice, Noah gave her his mouth and both times she was hesitant and then placid. When he wanted to go back to Savannah again, only then did her hands jump up to his chest, grabbing him and pulling him towards her but not kissing him.

Noah looked at her, aware in the back of his mind that he was playing a dangerous game anyway. If it was just her complaining, Noah might have pushed again, just to taste Savannah's hot, sensual mouth, but his mom leant across, her fingers trailing down his shoulders to get close.

"If you kiss her again, we're done."

"..."

~oOo~

Savannah watched the enthusiasm in his greedy face fall away as she pulled the promise of her away from him. He was hungry for both, she knew, and she was happy to let him swap between them for a second with how hot it felt. How sexy it made her feel to notice how his eyes stayed on her as he kissed his fiancee, to see how her kisses were short and messy while hers were long and a sharing of passion. Still, twice was enough for him to know all he needed to.

She waited for him, watching the way the pathetic, flat bitch whimpered and begged for his attention. God, she loved the ego boost she got knowing that he was ready to throw away their whole relationship with just the possibility of fucking her. Then again, she wanted him on edge if her plan was going to work and if he went off to fuck the little bitch, then she'd be the one begging.

Stealing a look at Tim, Savannah saw him staring in disbelief but making no move to stop the action and she found her ultimatum. She rose to her tiptoes, her hands on his shoulder and his ass, and whispered huskily.

"Kiss her again and you'll never have me... Kiss me again and we can go nuts right here. We ignore everyone else. Fuck them. Just me and you. Just me and you, hot and sweaty- Mpff~!"

~oOo~

Lisa hated what she saw. She hated it in a way she'd never felt before. Raw, visceral spite and rage scorching her insides as she watched it happen. It was part of her plan, right? She knew that this is what it would take and if she were objective, she was now in the driver's seat. While at first, it had been her own stupidly oblivious fiance acting 'familial' with initiating kisses, this was a clear sign that Savannah wanted it. God, did she make that clear.

"Mppph~!"

"Unfff~!"

With hot, wet smooching, slurping and tonguing right in front of her, the bimbo milf went wild. The spit Lisa had worried about was now being drunk down by her own man as Savannah's hands stroked his chest and his soft hair. Noah, thankfully, acted somewhat rationally, keeping his right hand around Lisa which saved her from seeing his grope her massive tits. That said, it stopped her from being able to put any distance between them as she was subjected to the sounds and sights.

In her position, grabbing her phone would be too obvious and a picture or video way too much, so she tried to step back. With a bit more space, Lisa twisted and tried to catch a glimpse of a jealous husband.

"..."

All she could see was a loser, standing motionless as his wife openly cheated on him. She would never have stood for something like that but the old man seemed fine with it, taking a large gulp of his drink even. Lisa supposed he was probably too drunk to really tell what was happening, the spiked drink likely kicking in to blur his vision and senses as a whole. Biting her tongue, Lisa awkwardly twisted from Noah's grip and tried to pretend she wasn't watching every single moment.

She would wait and her moment would come.

No, fuck that. She could maybe pretend she was texting Alina.

~oOo~

Noah's breaths were heavy and drunk, not with liquor but the taste of the goddess in front of him. With every gasp of air, he was reminded of the intensity of the kiss and the hunger within him. Savannah looked like a succubus in that red dress too, panting in a way that dragged the stretchy fabric down her huge jugs and baring a canyon of tit flesh that he wanted to drag his face through, drown his tongue in and kiss forever. Fuck, he was so hard for her.

"..." Glimpsing at Lisa, he could see her ruffling through her bag while dancing somewhat slowly, and he had to exploit it. Spanking Savannah's rounded cheeks softly, he nudged her and she immediately understood him. It seemed more and more like they were just on a synced wavelength when it came to these things. The music began to shift too and it then seemed like even the DJ was on this wavelength. A slower, more sexy track came on, some artist he'd vaguely heard of, and it worked perfectly as he wrapped his arms around his mom's waist and she backed up onto him. "Ugh..."

"Mmmhnn..." Savannah mewled too, her soft firm figure flush against him as she began to roll her hips. Noah caught her rhythm and began to flex his hips in time so they formed a close knit, erotic grind. When her thick ass swung to the left, he pushed the other way a little and when she moved right, he made sure to go left, setting them in a little fight at first before his hands gripped her waist tight and he leaned in close. Kissing the back of her neck, his breath on the back of her puffing softly, he growled at her. "..."

She said nothing but his milf mom fell in line, switching from a side to side tease to rocking her butt up and down his bulging shaft. Her hands rubbed his legs a little but mostly chose to wrap around his hands, encouraging his filthy rhythm.

"Fuck, you're incredible..." He inhaled her intoxicating scent while looking down at her hypnotic bouncing ass, each cheek hugged by the stretched thin dress. His cock wept in his jeans, leaking cum and also aching to be inside of her already. He should have felt concerned about it, or worried about the fact his girlfriend and dad could see them, but he didn't give a fuck. Noah was entranced and his sexed up partner seemed to be piling it on as his eyes roamed her back side and found no lines. "Are you not wearing panties right now?"

"Hmmm..." Savannah hissed in pleasure, intertwining her fingers with his right hand. She took a minute, almost gripping his dick with her ass in a slow stroke before she closed the gap and their bodies connected completely. With her head on his shoulder, she craned her neck to look back at him.

"...shit..." His balls pulsed, demanding he fuck her, as the lewd, glazed look in her uncaring eyes told him everything he needed to know. Apparently, that wasn't enough for her.

"It's this tiny little thong. I thought you'd like it..."

"Fuckkk..." His hand rounded from her waist to her stomach and instinctively began to slither down.
"Baby..." Her voice was hoarse, telling him she was as turned on as he was as they acted like a hot, horny couple. "VIP."

He knew she was right. Gripping her hand, their fingers locked again and Noah charged through the crowd.

~oOo~

Lisa looked up from her clutch, the darkness of the bar and her phone having distracted her for a minute and she already found herself pushed away, with Savannah and Noah seeming lost. Quickly glancing at her phone and ignoring Alina's barrage of texts, she got it ready on camera and aimed for a small gap in front of her. Angling herself and nudging some girl out of the way, Lisa slipped in, only to find a woman who wasn't the skank.

"The fuck...?" The bride-to-be lifted herself onto her tiptoes and scanned the room, first the bar and then the route to the toilets. A tiny bit of her worried what Savannah could do with even a few seconds alone. Growing frustrated, Lisa began to ask strangers, all of whom laughed or ignored her, before she spotted the VIP section. There she could see the blonde and black close together and she was moving before her mind could even process what she might be seeing.

Lisa's steps were harsh and penetrative, slicing through the oscillating crowd with uncaring bumps. She needed to be there and she needed to do something. Anything.

"Hey." Lisa didn't flinch at the embarrassment of a man trying to speak to her as she pushed past him but he was in front of and his voice raised again. "Stop, Lisa!"

The raven-haired girl couldn't believe him. Tim, standing there, his back to his wife to stop her from going.

"Fuck off!" She sidestepped him, sneering venomously, when he moved again to obstruct her, wasting precious seconds. The clock in her head ticked in a way she'd never felt before, pounding in her ears with every single second. "Get out of my way, Mr. J...!"

"You need to let them-"

"Are you serious?!" The music was nothing compared to the drumming of seconds. "Are you actually going to try to stop me? I'm doing you a favour, don't you get that? Do you even have a fucking brain? Stupid fucking..."

Lisa spat at his old, sour face before charging again. This time, he grabbed her shoulders and she completely lost it.

"FUCK OFF OLD MAN!!!" She ripped herself past him and managed to see a glimpse at VIP again. This time, it was just Noah's soft hair visible and she latched onto hope the whore had gone somewhere.

~oOo~

"Ughh..." Noah groaned, his right arm which was laying across the booth seat backrest gripping the leather tighter as his dick was sucked. "You are so good at that..."

He breathed heavily, his eyes scanning over the sight of his milf mom prone across his lap with his shaft inside her wet mouth. The dance had been so hot for both of them that coming to VIP had been all the space they needed. When the bottle girls had come over, he'd gruffly moved them on and it was only the pretty bartender left. She'd opted to stay and he was too horny to tell her to leave so she got to watch as he sat and Savannah straddled him. Those thick, shapely thighs around his waist and her big ass on his absurdly hard pole was so good. The kissing had been just as hot, with her slipping her tongue into his mouth while grinding her hips back and forth seductively.

Noah hadn't slacked off, rubbing every inch of her before settling at her neck and chest, until he finally growled in pain. She'd teased him for long enough and accepted eagerly when he told her to blow him.

"Mmpgh~!" Savannah moaned around the meat in her mouth, the vibration giving him a little buzz. "Unnh!"

She cried out as he clapped his left hand down on her ass, beginning to tug the dress up to slide his fingers below to get access to her unholy pussy.

Then, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd.

~oOo~

Lisa manoeuvred through the rest of the crowd, losing sight of the VIP area, and finally made it past the far too drunk crowd. Walking past the divider, she stormed up and caught the two looking slightly off.

"Babe..." She voiced uncertainly. Savannah hadn't been there a second ago, had she? The older lady's dress was high up her thighs and low at her chest but worse was the left strap which had come to the side in what made her think of one thing.

"Lisa." His voice was too much to hear now and she found herself lifting her phone. There was a huge wet patch at his crotch and his fingers were shining a little from something. Worse were Savannah's plump lips which were slick and even more glossy than normal.

"God, you didn't..." She didn't want to believe it. Her phone. She needed her phone. Finally, grasping the thing from her bag, she raised it with conviction. This was damning enough, right? Yes. It was. Shakily angling it, knowing this would save her ten year plan, Lisa focused the shot on Savannah's bitchy face and the placement of her hand on Noah's thigh, almost laying on him like a true succubus.

The pounding in her head came to a true head as her fingers moved to take the picture.

"Hey!" The phone was smashed out of her hand, bouncing down a step and sliding into the mass crowd. "I told you to leave them-"

"You dumb fucking ass!!"

~oOo~

Tim spared a second to look at Savannah and Noah relaxing in the VIP area, their expressions sort of impressed and he took that as all the affirmation he needed. Lisa was acting crazy now and he was right to give them the space they'd asked for earlier. As if it were a chance to prove his previous mistakes forgiven, Tim lingered on his wife, catching her large, smoky eyes for a long second.

She smiled.

Stepping away from them, he happily took off after Lisa, merging into the crowd where she had gone to find her phone. As the sweaty bodies around him danced and the latin music crescendoed, he found himself being annoyed too. Why was she acting so insane? What the hell did she think would happen with another picture? Either way, he'd accidentally bumped it out of her hands when rushing to the VIP area and he'd be telling Savannah he'd done it on purpose if it meant she approved.

~oOo~

Savannah laughed as her and her baby were left alone again, looking at the empty entryway and then each other with bared teeth.

"Crazy..." She smirked at him.

"Yeah, she is..." His hand which had so cruelly had to leave her sex found its way back to her as he asked frustratedly. "Come on, let's keep going."

"Uh..." She placed a hand on his mouth as her hot son leaned in to kiss her again, earning a glare of needy hunger. "Not really anywhere to do this. As much as I like sucking your dick, it's a bit awkward with the booth seats... Plus that ugly bitch keeps interrupting."

"Hmm..." Her middle finger found itself being sucked a little as he thought for a second before offering a final option.

~oOo~

Lisa grabbed her phone at last and almost ran through the crowd, crashing into people and spilling huge amounts of drink as she did. She didn't care. The cries and shouts which proceeded her were from nobodies and nothings. They were just noise that stopped her from concentrating. Racing to VIP, she dodged the moronic old blonde and made it there within a minute of losing her phone.

"Huh?" It was empty. Completely and utterly empty. Her eyes wrenched left to right, looking for any sign of where they'd gone and could tell that where they landed would work. At the same time, she could see the way the pointlessly dolled up bartender looked at her as Lisa barreled towards her. "Where did they go?!"

"Darling, are you-"

"Where. Did. They. Go?!"

"Look, I don't know if-"

"Did I ask for your opinion?! You're just a fucking stupid waitress. I'm asking and you're telling, got it?" She was in shock and Lisa had no patience for it. "Listen to me, you bitch! Bar, restroom, smoking-"

"..." The look on her face confirmed it.

"Thanks for nothing." Lisa lashed out, slapping the drinks at the counter and stomping off as the sound of glass shattering exploded behind her.

~oOo~

Noah pulled Savannah to him as they found a corner with minimal traffic, wrapping his arms around her waist and taking her lips again.

"Mmph..."

"Uhhmm..."

They moaned together, as she kissed him back, her soft juicy lips melting into him as he began to know more of her pattern. She liked to go first, slipping tongue in, sucking on his lips, biting them a bit but ultimately gave into his invasive tongue and enjoyed him drinking her in voraciously.

"Fuck, you're delicious..." He hissed as they broke, their spit band connecting their bottom lips.

"Better than your little girlfriend...?" She looked at him with a teasing smile, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing her heavy chest into him distractingly.

"Definitely..." He leaned in.

"But you want her still..." She pouted a bit, denying him as she pulled back. "You kissed her."

"..." He took a second, knowing it wasn't what she wanted but being true to himself. After all, that had gotten him this far. "Can't I have you both?"

"To do what...?" She frowned at him. "Take her on little nightime walks and fancy dinners so she can leave you high and dry at the end?"

"She's not really like that. She's sweet when you aren't in the picture..." The blonde tried to justify it. If he could, it would be every man's fantasy. Two women at his feet even if one was a million degrees hotter than the other in every way.

"Really? She seems like a total bitch now. Did you see how she was looking at me?" He couldn't answer that. Even if his mom was okay with it, he had no idea how to convince Lisa. His only real option was to keep it all secret. She was completely horrified by the idea of him and his mom being so close. The girl definitely wouldn't be able to handle a conversation where he admitted that Savannah was the best he'd ever had and he wanted to continue with her. His mind covered the conversation for a brief second but Lisa's uptight personality would never allow it.

Still, he thought she was a good person at heart and it didn't feel entirely right to keep her in the dark while getting his darkest, most animal needs from sex with a much hotter woman. She was the girl he'd grown up with, the one who'd been there for him, the one who he'd grown so much with.

"So, what do you want? You pushed me this hard and now you're saying no?" He asked her genuinely.

"No, I want you, baby. Bad." Her big eyes looked up at him with the same earnest energy he was giving her. "But I'm not some secondrate bitch who'll let you keep your little slut around and fuck me too..."

"But..."

"I'm giving up Tim, it's only fair you give her up, isn't it? I want you to show them both that I'm number one in your life and then we'll go back and fuck each other's brains out. I'll let you have any hole, raw, as many times as you want as many ways as you want. I'll gargle your cum, I'll wash my face in it, I'll let you slap me around, choke me, make me taste my own ass even. I want to... but you have to cut her off."

Noah shuddered at the nasty filth coming from her mouth, in awe at how kinky she'd shown her true self to be, and it left him mute. Gripping Savannah a bit tighter, he parked the idea, and simply kissed her.

~ooOoo~

Lisa clattered out into the smoking area, the hot weather persisting even in the nighttime and adding to her edge. Everything was spinning and sticky and nauseating. She ignored the people staring at her and asking if she were okay, heading right to the corner where she found Savannah's back view. That oh-so-perfect hair and toned back, those gym-shaped legs and that dump truck ass. How could she miss the bimbo?

"Hhey!" She lifted her phone and the flash automatically came on as she snapped a series of pictures on her approach. Noah's hands around her waist, her hands around his neck, even the way their bodies were pressed together, none of it changed and it boiled her blood even more.

"Lisa..."

"D-Don't even talk to meee...!" She kept taking pictures as she came in close, with Noah raising his arm and hand in front of his face. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is the flash annoying you...? I'm sorry babe, I'll turn it off like a good fiancee would...!"

She continued to click mercilessly.

"Stop." He stepped around his mom and gripped her phone, removing it from her as she screamed at him.

"Give it back! That's mine!" He looked so obnoxiously calm.

"Okay but you need to take a breath." His dark azure eyes were staring at her, his gaze on her hair and her mouth and her hands. What the fuck was he looking at her like that for? "Okay?"

Lisa took a second, easing up but then she saw Savannah behind him, pouring out of that slutty red dress and laughing at her.

"Right, I'm the one that's crazy..." She couldn't help but chuckle. All this time, all that planning and yet, she'd ended up here. Her mouth opened and the words she'd been hinting at all this time came out with all the grace of an anvil.

"You know she wants to fuck you."

~oOo~

"Lisa..." Noah tried to relax her again, offering her the phone back as he took a step but she took on a vicious scowl, snatching it and beginning to take pictures again.

"It's soooo obviouss to everyone except you. And- And your idiot Dad, I guess." She scoffed. "What was it you said, I'm jealous of her? Right, just simply jealousy making me see things that aren't there or didn't happen. How are you explaining this one, babe?"

Her voice was shrill and raspy.

"Caught her red-handed. She's all over you now she's drunk! Haha- I got you now, bitch!"

"Lisa-" Noah tried to hold back. She was just drunk, that was all. More drunk than he'd ever seen her before.

"Oh, I'm sorry, have I hurt your feelings, or maybe you think I'll hurt hers...? Well let me tell you Noah, the only feelings she has are the ones from when the doctor pumped all that nasty plastic into her ass and boobs and the one where she wants you to put your dick in her!"

"Stop it." He growled, pushing up now to dominate her space fully, hoping she'd hold her tongue a bit. For all she'd talked about it with him, this was too much. "You're ruining things."

"Oh, am I? Am I interrupting your little date?!" She howled at him sarcastically.

"...I mean with us." She glowered at him, her lips curled into a horrendous disdain.

"She's the one doing that, can't you see?! No normal parent is like this. She's a freak, a slutty, desperate housewife so crazy she wants to fuck her own son! She's the problem, not me!"

He bit his tongue, his mind thinking how best to calm her before taking her home.

"Why can't you understand..?! Everything was perfect before she screwed it all up!" That caused him to pause for a second, his mind flashing to that walk and their conversation about the wedding.

"Everything you controlled?"

"Duhhh...!!" She rolled her eyes dismissively. "I'm the one who got us together, I'm the one who has it all planned out and we were fine until she got involved!"

"What do you mean..." Noah's lips pursed as he began to probe further.

"Babe, come on..." Lisa almost snorted.

"What do you mean?" He repeated, seeing her eyes drift to glare at his mom again. "Got us together, how? Asking me out, you mean?"

"Come on, stop being so naive..." She groaned. "You were never going to break up with Grace. She always thought she was so smart...! Well... I handled that, didn't I? Dumb bitch."

No way. Noah couldn't quite believe her. Grace, his first girlfriend, had been good to him for almost two years, a sweet, smart one who he'd fallen for pretty hard. When it ended, he'd been pissed by the sudden, unexplained change in her. She was a good girl through and through then suddenly betrayed his privacy at a party one day. Lisa had done something. The blonde couldn't have even considered it.

She'd sabotaged his relationship to get them together. All those long conversations about feelings and moving on. Were any of them real? Or had she just orchestrated things so he found himself leaning on her? Why?

"What plan?" He asked, unsure he liked the answer he might get but needing to know.

"The rest of our lives, Noah. My princess treatment and rich, instagram lifestyle. What else?" She slurred her words a bit but with a small grin as if in her own thoughts about that idyllic life she'd mapped out. "We're going to live in the city with our daughter, in a two-bed flat looking over the river and I'll run a bakery that does artisan-"

"What about me?" His notion of their relationship cracked sharply as the girl he thought he knew best in the world brushed him aside without even realising.

"What about you? You're fine the way you are. It's that skank behind you that's the problem-"

"Did you know I didn't want kids? Don't want an apartment but a house? Thought we'd try-"

"Babe, those don't matter. You do everything I want. That's why you're so perfect. You just don't know how much she's ruining you and me. If you just get rid of her, everything will be fine again!"

Everything had been a lie. Everything, for the past three years, maybe even longer, was fiction manufactured to give Lisa some fantasy life. In the way something had clicked for him at the restaurant, the eighteen year old felt another distinct click.

"Right..."

~oOo~

Savannah watched patiently as the relationship imploded, relishing every single beat of the conversation. The psychotic bitch was out of her mind and spouting drivel which did nothing but shore up Savannah's own confidence. The busty woman loved that she'd driven the girl crazy with self-doubt and jealousy but, at the same time, she was, for once, unable to control things. As Noah stood there, surprisingly quiet, she was finally at the point of no return.

All her teasing and playing had skillfully led them here but ultimately, he was in charge of his own destiny and she wasn't sure how it would go. Just minutes ago, he'd told her he wanted her as a mistress more than anything else, a dirty, nasty whore he could fuck in all the ways he could never get from his plain, plank of a girlfriend, but now. Now, she wasn't sure. They were in a grey miasma of uncertainty.

Stepping up close, becoming a true competitor and feeling nerves for the first time, Savannah stood left of her son and turned their group's shape into a skewed triangle.

"Right..." Her baby boy smirked, sending a twinge of excitement through her. "Well, glad I know now."

"Thank you-"

"Now I know." He cut Lisa off, his eyes dark still. "I can tell you that I can make my own choices. And I was crazy to ever think you were the right one."

Reaching across to her, Savannah let him grip one cup of her paperthin dress. Her breath stopped and he tugged the thing down fully, exposing her breast to the group.

~oOo~

Noah wrapped his right hand around Savannah's right breast, twisting his body to do so, and growled his words.

"This is my choice." His fingers squeezed the soft, springy flesh, her rigid nipple digging into his palm as she allowed him to grope her casually. "You want a picture, take this one."

Feeling more sure than anything in his life, Noah craned over and pulled his sexy counterpart in for a steamy kiss.

~oOo~

"Uh..." Savannah pulled back from the hottest kiss yet to see Lisa staring in shock. The pathetic girl's hands were limp, her phone slack, in clear disbelief. Tears were forming in her eyes and Savannah revelled in it. A dark, mocking laugh poured from her depths as Noah continued with her, kissing her jaw and neck and sucking on it a little while squeezing her bare chest.

"See honey, I told you that first day that my baby can have anything he wants. He used to want you and you thought that meant you were going to have him forever..."

"..." Lisa said nothing, her lips twitching but her eyes vacant. Determined to destroy her, Savannah snaked her hand down and began rubbing Noah's meat openly.
"Guess you'll have to rethink that plan, huh?" Savannah laughed victoriously. "Tell you what, why don't you go and get yourself a drink with Tim? Come back out with a clear head and maybe you'll be able to understand... Then again, I'm pretty sure that I'll be riding your boyfriend's dick by then."

~oOo~

Lisa's brain was malfunctioning. Though she hadn't been the one to get spiked, it was her that time slowed for. The arrogant words and the way the big-titted bitch looked at her was brutal enough but Noah broke her. He was passive and obedient, hers for so long and, yet, right in front of her, he was holding Savannah, his palms heaving her heavy chest and his lips giving her a huge love bite. She couldn't think.

Was this the real him?

"Noah..." She croaked out.

Oh.

Noah Rosmier-Jones turned to her, his eyes cold and disinterested as if he barely knew who she was and suddenly Lisa was leaping forwards, her phone in hand ready to smash the thieving bitch in the face. The last thing she saw within the bar was a gigantic man blocking her view.

~oOo~

Tim stood from the bench a few feet from the entryway, his head really woozy now, as he saw Lisa roughly shoved out of the doorway. He waited a moment, listening to her scream and cry and lash out in a more severe version of what had gotten him kicked out. His attempt to find her phone first had left him in her wake and the angry crowd had quickly labelled him an accomplice to her antics. The bouncers had thrown him out immediately and no one was answering their phones.

Still, the sight of a familiar face after five minutes in the cold did nothing to warm him and the sound of her shouting made his head even worse. Lisa's hair was all over her face, her makeup was a mess and her outfit askew. He'd never seen Savannah look like that, let alone get kicked out of anywhere. Finally, as she was told to leave, the spitting girl cursed them all out and spun to spot him.

Great.

"Ohhhh, look who it fucking is!" She stumbled over to him, unable to control herself while he promptly pulled out his phone. "Mr. Jones...!"

Her eyes were bloodshot and only added to the crazy look.

"I'm going to call a taxi." Noah and Savannah could look after themselves, he was sure.

"Oh sure, sure... That's exactly what I want right now. To sit for twenty minutes with a fucking loser!" She swayed, laughing cruelly at him. Tim frowned a little, and then silenced her.

"Do you have any other way to get back?"

~oOo~

Noah opened the door for his mom as the fancy cab arrived. She giggled at him, shuffling in and then the blonde teen joined her, instructing the driver to take them to the hotel, before pouncing on Savannah.

"Mmhhh~!" She mewled as he leaned over to kiss her again. It was even more intense with all the facts exposed now, his own desires freed now that he knew he didn't have to worry about Lisa. She'd dug her own grave.

"Get on top of me." Noah smirked as his milf mom did so immediately, throwing a smooth leg over him and sitting on his lap with a needy look. Noah pushed her hair behind her ear with one hand and held her waist with the other as they locked eyes. "You're stunning."

"You too, stud..." She giggled, laying a hand on his chest and peppering his face with light kisses.

"Is this what you wanted? Me all to yourself...?"

"Hmmm..." She moaned, beginning to rock her hips on his, her dress shifted well above her thigh to allow her thong-covered pussy to kiss his bulge. "Yes baby..."

"Fuckkk..." Noah grunted at the promise of what was to come. "Driver, get us there in ten and I'll double the price."

"...hmmm..." Savannah buried her head in his neck and inhaled his scent deeply, before rising to his ear. "You know I was going to take this way slower..."

"Yeah?" He reached around to paw at both thick asscheeks.

"Uh huh... You wouldn't give up on her so I had a whole plan for how I'd flirt and tease and taunt..."

"Unngh..." His balls ached.

"I- Ahh..." She whimpered too as he pushed up, rubbing her soaked panties with his dick. "I was going to really mess with your head, stop you from having anything while showing you just what you could have with me..."

"Until I ended it with her." He offered knowingly.

"Until we fucking broke her." Noah laughed at her vicious words.

"You're evil..."

"You love it..." She chuckled breathily, scraping her nipples against him. "You want it too, though a bit different."

"... you could tell, huh...?" Savannah smirked.

"I could tell when you grabbed my tits in front of him." It was his turn to smirk.

"But you know, I was going to really make you want it first. I wanted you ready to give up everything for just the tiniest taste..." Her hips rose as she spoke, robbing him of any contact but Noah's hand wrapped around her jaw and brought her close to him again. "I wanted you to break her fucking heart before sliding that big, bad cock all the way up my little pussy...!"

"Fuckkk..." Noah shuddered beneath her, edging on almost cumming from how naughty she was being.

"But you're just too fucking hot."

"Unghhh..." He groaned again as his thumb slipped into her hot, wet mouth and was sucked softly.

"You like that...?" Her tongue left his thumb, her head nuzzled against his and her lips found his ear as her voice turned to filth. "You like hearing how much you turn me on, Daddy...?"

His hands squeezed her ass hard, his dick pure steel.

"You like hearing how you have me so fucking wet that I'm going to spread my legs for you the second we get back. That you'll fuck me any way you want for hours until we're both broken..."

"Yes, fuckkk, I can't believe how fucking hot you are..."

"This is just the start, baby..."

~oOo~

"I mean, it was so obvious to me right away..." Lisa's annoying voice kept up as he used all of his professional experience to not say something back. "D-Don't you find it odd that she's so handsy with him?"

"..."

"Oh my God, and the kissing!" She screeched, slapping his side as he tried to ignore her. "What kind of mom puts her tongue in her son's mouth?!"

"..."

"You're really lame, you know...?" This got a rise out of him, as he twisted to glare at her. "Oooh..."

She laughed at him.

"Sooo scary...! Big scary man, staring at me while your wife is getting fucked by your son...!"

"Stop talking." Tim spoke through a tight jaw. "Seriously."

She was ridiculously drunk and not thinking straight but he couldn't help think this was her speaking honestly. Firing off another text, this time to his son, he used it to calm himself.

Have you two left? Me and Lisa are on our way back.

"You must know she's a real bitch, though?"

"..." He didn't want to give her the reaction she was so clearly looking for.

"Like a grade A cunt!" Lisa laughed as his lips twitched into a scowl. "That stuff at the beach, and then the pictures... I bet she's been cheating on you the whole time you've been married..."

"Shut up."

"You've seen the way she gets dressed up, that ridiculous body she so obviously paid for on show for everyone. You really think she's doing all that for a loser like you?"

"Shut up or I'll kick you out and you can walk!" Tim seethed, snapping his head to her and actually catching her off guard as he gripped her wrist hard. A flash of fear showed in her eyes before she wrenched her arm free from him, her voice quietening. It wasn't true. Savannah assured him of it. She was his loyal wife and yes, she liked to dress up and look good but that was hardly a crime. If it were, he was sure the face-twisting jealousy Noah's fiancee showed over his wife's naturally immaculate body and face was a more severe one. "Hurry up, driver!"

The older, cap wearing man in the driver seat turned back with a frown.

"Yeah... sure." It wasn't true. He knew the truth. His wife and son were just closer than most and Lisa was a poisonous snake, spoiling his view of it all with her fucked-up world view. As soon as they were back at the hotel, he'd ditch her and enjoy the feel of his own bed. Staring out into the blackness of the night, he felt a bit of his pride flare up at knowing that he'd successfully shut the girl up. She knew her place around him and Savannah would be proud of him when he told her about his work.

Unable to wait, he tried to call but again no answer came. Instead, he typed out another text, adding a new one to the seven he'd sent his wife so far.

I've had a stern word with Lisa. She knows to back off.

~oOo~

"God, why won't he just fuck off!" Noah growled in frustration, hearing the phone vibrating again in his goddess mom's bag.

"That's not very nice of you, baby..." She giggled, bouncing a little on his lap. He could feel his temper rising as he grew frustrated with the distractions but the driver turned back, and offered the solution.

"We're here..." In record time, the driver had gotten them here and Noah happily ushered Savannah out of the taxi before paying the guy triple the fare. "Oh... err. Thank you very much."

"Have a nice night." The man ran his eyes over Noah's hand grabbing Savannah's thick ass for a second and then smirked.

"You too, sir."

As the wheels spun away, Noah turned and found his milf mom biting her lip at him.

"Sir...?" She stroked his chest.

"Come on..." He laughed, encouraging her to head into the reception. With their clothes dishevelled, the receptionist didn't even blink as they rushed past into the elevator. Noah got in behind her and she whispered hotly triggering a memory which came crashing into him.

"Baby..." His mom called out to him. One strap had slipped off of her shoulder and the lack of a bra was obvious.

"Yeah, Mom?" Noah tore his gaze from her smooth curves and closed the gap between them.

"I need a hand again..." Savannah laid a hand on his chest as he stood in front of her, and Noah naturally placed his hands around her tiny waist. She looked up at him, definitely not drunk but with a glazed look in her eyes all the same.

"I don't want to fall." She smirked and his head hummed thinking back to where this had all started.

"It wasn't an accident..." He spoke quietly as the elevator dinged at their floor.

"No..." Savannah stepped out first, shaking her fat ass as she strutted towards the rooms.

"You know I was staring at you that night..."

"I know baby... I wanted you to look." She keyed into the room she was sharing with his dad and Noah took a breath. "I wanted to fuck that night."

"Damn..." He groaned throatily, watching her saunter towards the bed as he locked the door behind him. She bent over, her knees finding the soft, fresh sheets as her rounded, bouncing ass blew up from the new position to a jaw-dropping shape.

"'Hold me tight' doesn't make much sense now, I guess...?" Savannah's voice had a quality that he now understood. One that he'd been foolish enough to attribute to the alcohol their first night. She wanted him. This time, she knew his dick was fully hard and scraping agonisingly against his jeans. This time, as she twisted her head to look back at him with that sultry lip bite, he knew she wanted him. Tonight, there would be no drunken play, no black out and no need for him to jerk off. Just her and him. "Baby, I want you to fuck me."

The blonde took heavy steps forward, his hands ripping his belt off and shredding his shirt in haste. His lover watched him patiently as he pushed his jeans and boxers off leaving the teen naked with her. His body was on fire and his brain demanded this be their climax.

"Take off that dress for me and get on your back..."

"Yes..." She breathed erotically as he closed the gap. The red slip dress was gone in a flash and she lay with her legs crossed on the edge of the huge bed, waiting for him. Savannah's gorgeous, blush-pink face, her toned body, her perfect tits and that wet pussy were his now. Getting in line with her, the blonde slowly reached out and they both hissed as his fingers stroked her stomach. Everything about her was incredible but he couldn't wait much longer. Hooking his thumbs into the tiny waist straps of her minuscule red thong, Noah took them off her, sliding the straps down and then slowly peeling the slick fabric which clung to her pussy down a long, smooth leg.

"Hmm..." She cooed in appreciation while he worked and, when he was finally done, spread her legs for him.

"You're beautiful." He couldn't come up with anything more appropriate, his jaw weak at the sight of her soft body parting to show him the pink, slippery sex at its core. She really was amazingly beautiful. Her pussy even was a pretty pink, bald along the lips, and shimmering with liquid.

"Come on, baby. Come up here..." Savannah shuffled back a bit, giving him some space on the bed and causing soft ripples to filter through her curves. Noah did as she wanted, as he wanted, but kissed his way up.

Her ankle. Her calf. Her thigh. Her inner thigh and then, a slight kiss just above her clit.

"Ahhhn...!" Her voice was the best melody in the world, praising him for his work and reassuring him that this was the beginning of something unforgettable. Noah continued, laying his left hand just beside her waist as he continued, while she reached down to stroke his hair encouragingly.

Her bellybutton. The base of her chest. Her collar bone. Finally, the blonde came face to face with his lover, his other half, his equal and he allowed himself to drop a little, pressing his weight down on her as her hand brought his head to her for a searing kiss.

"Hmmm..."

"Unnhhh~!"

They moaned into each other's mouths, this feeling better than everything that had come before it somehow as her soft lips melded with his and he drank her essence in. With their bodies connected, he could feel her warmth, her hunger and her excitement against him as his own overheated meat rubbed lewdly against her stomach and the base of her breasts.

"Ufff~!"

"Mmphh~!"

Her fingers tickled his hair while her free hand rubbed his back slowly but soon both grew more and more voracious. He devoured her, his tongue dominating her, his body owning her space and his hips purposefully dragging his weighty slab of meat across her. They broke apart from the intoxicating kiss, lilac eyes on azure, and he knew it was time.

With his left arm as the balance, Noah adjusted himself onto his knees while Savannah equally began to spread her legs even wider.

"Just like that... Savannah... Good." He found himself talking to her automatically, his entire being willing him to compliment the goddess beneath him, and Savannah seemed to respond well. She breathed heavier, her face turned a shade more red as her lips were bitten mercilessly. His right hand went to her lower back, encircling her, and lifted her a bit to shift her into the right position and she subsequently rolled her hips back to allow for the ideal angle.

They paused.

"I can feel you, baby..." Noah looked too, feeling that slick, warm sensation against the bottom of his shaft as their bodies touched in a truly carnal way for the first time. Spreading her legs to either side of him, the blonde was now perfectly positioned, his throbbing cock a violent colour from the build up and his balls huge with simmering seed.

"Ready?" His words came out throaty.

"Yeah, baby. Take me." With a depraved place in his brain ringing with animal joy, Noah shifted his hips back and used his right hand to guide his dick to its destination.

"Unnggh~!"

"Uffff~~!"

They both hissed as the swollen tip dragged itself over her pussy lips. Fuck, this was intense. Adjusting himself again, Noah stroked himself across her again, this time pushing a little and parting her lips a bit.

"Fuck..."

"Ahhnnn Noah...!"

The wet, slickness almost seemed useless as her perfect, pink pussy seemed to reject the oversized intruder from entering. Telling them both that they were breaking taboos. Noah raised his head to her, spurred on by seeing her craning her neck to watch in lewd interest, before he changed up his angle again.

"Ughh..."

"Wait wait... ohhhmnnnn fuckkkk~!"

The tip of his meat split her open and they both quaked at the feeling of his cockhead sliding into sweltering, wet tightness.

"Ohhh- You're actually inside me!" Savannah shivered even more than him and he couldn't imagine how. She felt like a million lightning bolts shocking his very core with euphoric pleasure, gripping him so tight and squeezing like nothing he'd ever even fathomed. "Oh my God~!!"

That incredible sensation morphed into an indescribable one as she suddenly clamped down so hard he almost lost it.

"hUnnnhhHGG...! Baby~!" In a mindless, incoherent moan, he watched her lock up and her eyes flutter. Her delicate hands gripped the sheets, she turned into a vice on his already bristling cock. The teen had to do everything in his power to stop himself from nutting right there and then. Still, he loved watching her enjoy herself. Fluid poured down his shaft and coated his balls and her ass in a truly delicious display but Noah mostly watched her face contort and waves of orgasm wracked her quivering body. He loved knowing he had given her to her first climax of the night.

When she finally seemed to ease up, his cockhead being given a chance to breath, Savannah looked up at him with awe in her pale eyes. Noah stared right back, softly rubbing her inner thigh until she wordlessly began to wrap her legs around his waist. Fully hooked behind his back, Noah leaned over her and began to push a bit. He groaned and she whimpered as his size stretched her but soon he was on top of her, with a good few inches in her wet hole.

"You feel amazing..." His forehead came down onto hers and their eyes locked as he slowly continued his exploration of her.

"You're so perfect..." Her breathless tone demanded he push into her again, with nothing in his life more important than seeing her like this more. Returning his right hand to her side, they found a position that felt right for their first time. With her beneath him, her exquisite face showing him her true feelings while her bewitching pussy spread to let him deeper and deeper.

Noah naturally found her lips again and they slowly worked together to get more of him in as they kissed. She pulled as he pushed and the reluctant inner walls that were so wet finally relinquished their power.

"Just a little bit more, baby..." Savannah whispered to him as her arms wrapped around his neck sensually. Her fingers played with his hair but mostly he could tell she was focussing on the experience of him inside of her.

"You can take it all, Savannah. I know you can..." Her pussy was so good, it hurt, his entire being telling him to cum inside of her every other second. Still, Noah resisted, wanting desperately to make this an unforgettable experience for her. Besides, he had faith in her. Unlike Lisa, he was sure she could take all of him and the feeling was one he had to know. So, Noah continued to push and his mom continued to give him more and more.

"Ughh..."

"Hnnnggh~!"

It finally happened after who knew how long. Noah lifted off of her soft chest to let both of them look and quickly, both groaned lewdly at the sight. His entire shaft was hilted inside of her, her flat stomach bulging almost as the top as a filthy proof, and his balls were flush to her ass. Their thighs were pressed together as every single inch was bathed in sticky pussy juices and massaged by her inner walls. Her lips were stretched obscenely at the base of his cock and it took all of Noah's willpower not to just begin pounding her as he gawked at it.

"Fuckkk..." He held her legs tight to him, abandoning her sides and refusing to let the moment end. "You actually did it..."

"I told you we're meant for each other, baby..." Savannah chuckled up at him, her hands at his chest as he began to tease his hips in slow circles. "Hmm, that's good Noah. Just give me a second and you can..."
Her walls gushed around him, desperately trying to milk him and so, for all Noah wanted to take his time, he knew that he wouldn't last long in this paradise. Within a minute of bottoming out inside of Savannah, he was sliding out again. Leaving around half of himself inside of her, the teen wrapped his arms around one full thigh each and began to plunge back into her.

"Unnggh~!"

"Hnnmmmm~~!"

They moaned in a filthy harmony which summed up their relationship so well. Mom and son fucking finally, and making art together on base instinct alone. The blonde Noah began to pump her needy cunt again and again and the pale-eyed milf met everything equally. With each deep, firm stroke, her body opened up for him more and more. With each thrust, his balls slapped her audibly and their thighs clapped wetly. With each move, she began to roll her hips to join his lewd tempo and soon they were in perfect sync.

~oOo~

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Their amazing bodies clattered together as if they were always going to end up here, with his girthy cock breaking and remoulding her pussy for him, and Savannah loved it. Every single fibre of her being told her she had done the right thing in chasing him and stealing him from Lisa. This feeling was worth any price.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Ugh fuck~!" His guttural groans, his animal grunts and his soft moans in her ear were all a symphony of sex which she'd only imagined to be half as amazing as they actually were. Her stud, her man, her son. He was fucking perfect.

"Hnnggh~!" Savannah moaned without care in the hotel room, her body unwilling to devote any time to thinking about anything except for how to get more of the luxurious deep dicking she was having currently. About how to angle herself better to get his meat a bit deeper, about how to have his hands roam her legs more, about how to fuck him more. That first inch, his gigantic cock head had broken her down. Its size and power were bad enough, but knowing that he was finally hers was so sinfully hot that she'd cum like a whore after a two hour session. Her body almost didn't know how to react to the alignment of all the things she'd ever wanted and she quaked from the mind-numbing climax.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Savannah stared up at Noah, fluttering her eyes at him as he understood she wanted more and gripped her legs in his hands. Rolling her up, he pushed her legs up so her ankles were almost behind her head forcing her to feel his slab of cock almost at the back of her throat. He took a second to let her adjust and then he began to slam his dick into her. Hard.

"Ohhh fuckkk~!" Savannah almost blacked out, the new angle crushing his tip against a spot so deep in her she'd never known about it before. Her arms naturally rose above her head, gripping the pillow for some control as his gorgeous face held firm in trying to fuck her into the bed. Savannah did her part of course, using all the skills she had to flex and squeeze and gyrate her pussy for him to drive him crazy but really there were no fancy tricks. No words and no toys.

They just fucked.

Savannah moaned and Noah grunted, they sweated and cursed as the beefiest, most gorgeous cock she'd ever seen ruined her tiny, little pussy. It was magical. She lay back, and watched his perfect body work through lidded eyes. His muscles flexed and his hands roamed her body, until finally, she squeezed him particularly hard as he buried himself inside of her and a strained, throaty groan erupted from him.

~oOo~

"Unnngh~!" Noah managed as the soft, pliant body below him seemed to understand. His sex goddess lover angled herself up a bit, moving her legs from by her shoulders and thereby robbing him of a really hot view but easily compensating by locking her ankles together behind his butt as his thrusts became short and erratic. "Savann-"

"Cum inside me." His brain lit up at the depravity, looking up to her immediately as if unsure that this was really happening. There he found large, lilac eyes and a bitten bottom lip which told him everything he needed to know. Letting himself get lost now in the softness and slickness and heat of her satin pussy, Noah put his arms at either side of her and fucked her animalistically. He pushed himself over the edge as she moaned filthy words at him and then, his body was exploding.

The first rope sent him light headed. A huge, almost painful pulse through his balls and a deluge of thick cum in her perfect cunt. Not even knowing how, he pushed his right hand onto her stomach, right where his tip was and they both began to count. The second pulse was just as vicious, his balls squeezing tight and firing a massive load. The third and fourth were almost back to back, his hips getting involved now to drive the semen as deep as physically possible while Savannah's began to coo in his ear.

"That's it baby. Cum inside me. Breed me..."

A fifth eruption came on par with the first, his body enhanced by those ungodly hot words before he began to ease up. A sixth and seventh spurt felt like the end but it was a hidden eighth when Noah finally finished. His body felt detached from reality, in a land of pure bliss, as he slowly dropped down to press his body against his mom. His head buried itself into the crook of her neck, her sweet smelling, soft hair and skin a delicious treat as post-orgasmic shivers worked through him and pushed out the remaining seed he had for her.

~oOo~

Savannah couldn't believe how much he'd cum in her. As her baby kissed her neck softly, she rubbed his back and his firm ass in pure awe. He churned out big loads, she knew that, but this was different. Like some sort of sex god, he'd pushed down at her stomach, letting her feel just how deep he was inside of her as he creampied her in spectacular fashion. She'd almost cum again just from the sensation of being filled up, it was so good.

She'd wanted to tease him and act like her usual flirty self. That had been her plan before all this. Now, she was almost laughing at how ridiculous it was to think she'd been missing out on this for their little game. As Savannah lay there, panting softly, she couldn't believe this was what she could expect from now on. Incredible, hot sex and an absurdly huge load to finish.

"Wow..." Her mouth spoke on instinct, as she breathed in his scent. He smelled like a man.

"Yeah... that was..." Noah spoke right by her, eliciting a reaction she didn't think she'd had this soon after.

"Perfect."

"Perfect."

She giggled and he chucked, rolling off of her onto the bed. Savannah could get used to the feeling of his half-hard anaconda sliding out of her in a post-sex haze. It felt so naughty. As he did, she felt her cunt struggle to keep his load inside but the sheer volume of it caused it to pour out of her in a dangerously hot display. One she made sure to crane her neck to watch. They'd actually done it. Fuck.

His arm came across, and she raised her head to it as they lay there, basking in the glow and knowing that this was the first of many, many times.

~oOo~

"Are you sure this is the right way?" Tim asked with a fresh reason to be annoyed. The whiny girl next to him was bad enough, her fingers constantly dialling Noah's number and texting him, but now he was beginning to suspect the driver. Tim was sure that the route was half an hour at most and yet they'd been going for almost forty minutes with no sign of the hotel district.

"You the local or am I?" The man grunted, refusing to even look back at Tim, pissing him off even more.

"I'm sure that it's not-"

"Listen buddy, if you want to walk, you're welcome to." Silenced, Tim pulled his phone out with a sour expression and began to type out another message, this time to Noah. It was then that he received a text from his wife.

~oOo~

"OHH FUCKKK~!!" Savannah screamed aloud, her arms wrapping around his neck for dear life as she bounced like a bunny on his cock. "Ohhhmmygooodd, that feels so fucking good~~!"

"Come on, bounce that fat ass for me!" Noah ordered gruffly, leaning back in the large chair and slapping her booty hard.

"Ahh!" She cried brightly, loving his treatment of her, and Noah made sure to continue to savagely thrust up from his seated position, pistoning his pole in and out of her. "Yes, yes, yes~!"

The blonde teen reached around to grip both, basketball sized asscheeks and spread the bouncing orbs lewdly as he drilled her cunt hard. With her huge tits bouncing in his face and her pussy just as good as their first time, he was glad that he'd cum already. Her sweet, soft body was like a drug but that first nut from when they made love had managed to take the edge off. Now, he felt confident he could fuck her.

"Fuckkk~!" He groaned, the insanity of her body dulled but still leagues beyond anything he had had before and he drowned himself in it. Scrubbing his face against her big tits, his mom hugged his head, pushing him further into her sweaty cleavage as she tried her best to ride him on the chair. Mostly though, Noah held her aloft, his arms going beneath her thighs and hoisting her to let him slam her cunt over and over. If earlier had been soft, sweet love, this was rough, animal mating and he could tell she loved this just as much as that, her nipples so hard they cut into him while her pussy creamed itself around him.

With the bulk of his seed pouring out of her onto the edge of the bed, she'd cleaned the rest out when using the bathroom quickly and returned to find him waiting with renewed lust. It had taken about fourteen seconds for him to get inside of her again.

"Shiitttt~! You're soo big...!" Savannah whimpered, leaning her head down as she shook from the ripples his thrusts put through her. He slobbered all over her mammoth rack, tonguing her pink tips and sucking on them hungrily as her fingernails clawed into his back and his hand. Pretty soon, she was tightening up again in that familiar way. "Ohhhhnnn fuck, I'm gonna cum baby! I'm- HNNGHHH~!!"

Every single muscle inside of her sealed up around him and Noah made sure to try what he thought she'd like. Squeezing her ass possessively, he angled his face and, just as she was about to orgasm, he bit down on her firm nipple.

"AHHHHNNNN~~~!!!" She crumpled on top of him, her body going limp as she began to cum hard. Her body shivered and flexed uncontrollably but he smirked, knowing that he could manage this. Savannah dug her fingers into his skin, her thighs vibrated and she screamed into his ear unintelligibly as she came hard. "Gnnnnnhhhh~!"

Her incredible voice purred as her heated body pressed itself against him in a needy grasp further fuelling his ego. He was in control. Giving her a few moments, she panted, catching her breath before looking up at him with a smile of amazement.

"Do that again."

"..." Noah laughed confidently, rubbing a slow circle at her ass and another at the pink nub he'd bitten, as she stared at him with that sexed up succubus look. She leaned in for a kiss but the blonde had his own ideas, lifting her from her legs and setting her down on the chair as he stood.

"..." She watched him curiously and Noah soon answered her, raising one foot onto the side of the chair and presenting her with the python she'd been loving so far. "Oh."

The milf leaned close and gave his sticky, creamy dick a soft, prolonged kiss.

"Mwah..." She made sure to exaggerate it for him and Noah pumped out a thick bead of precum for her efforts. That bead was soon swallowed as his partner pushed her tongue out and erotically licked his tip. "Ahhhn...!"

"Fuck yeah... Suck that dick, Savannah..." Noah groaned darkly as he ordered his mom to clean his messy cock but she was completely unfazed, slurping him down as she licked her way around his cum-coated dick. She even dropped to his balls, running her tongue filthily across each orb as she naughtily tidied him up. If he could wait, the teen would have kept going with this for hours, in love with the way she looked worshipping him, but he was too selfish.

"You ready?" He asked, not even sure himself what he was going to do next, but keen to know if she'd come down from her euphoric high so they could go again. A seductive smile was all he needed from her and Noah began to guide her to the bed again.

"Like this, baby?" She asked him huskily as she took up a position on all fours.

"Just like that... You look so good..." He admitted, his eyes scanning over the sight of her arched back, her toned thighs and that big, big ass. Mostly though it was the sight of her dripping pussy and the hidden hole further up that warranted his attention and the way she wobbled her ass in a slow shake only added to it. Getting into a standing position at the edge of the bed, the blonde lined his shaft up with her and began to split her in two again.

"Unnggh..."

"Mpppphh~!"

She took a deep breath, one that inflated his ego to no end as he knew it was for her to try and take his huge dick, and then slowly began to rock slowly. Noah slid more and more inside of her, drowning in her lush, slippery sex as his hands found her tiny waist for purchase.

"Shit..." He hissed, unprepared for how sexy she'd look from this angle and reminding himself just how amazing her body was. With his dick spearing her cunt, she was bouncing her ass back and the hot, sticky, sweaty claps of her cheeks against his body along with the mesmerising jiggles going through them was like something from the best porno. Within a few, fast strokes, he let go of her waist and opted to grab her shoulders, power fucking her pussy and drawing the hottest moans from her yet.

"Yes, yes, yes~~! Ohhmmmygod, fuck that little pussy, baby! Fuck me~!"

Noah crashed his hips against her brutally, spurred on by her demands and loving the way she was on his wavelength when it came to this. She wanted it hard and deep and demanded it of him rather than helplessly trying and then giving up. As his balls pulsed and his glans indulged in the way her walls caressed them, Noah felt a sort of catharsis. With it came the sight of her asshole popping into view and the filthy little hole pushed him a bit too far.

"Fuckkk..." The blonde slid his meat out from her, earning a whine of disappointment as he crudely slapped his cock against her thick asscheeks. She turned to him, but he soon quietened her. Wrapping his arm around one leg, he lifted it and and with the new angle, began to drive into her again.

"Ohh...! Hmmm~!" She turned back to the pillows and he marvelled at the sight of her huge rack swinging wildly as he pumped her with cock. Even in the new position, she immediately met his rhythm and it reaffirmed for him that this was paradise.

"Ugh. Ughh. Uhhh...!"

"Ahh...! Ahhh...! Ahhh...!"

They were made for eachother.

The realisation of that and the fact he'd been so close to screwing it all up with Lisa turned a cog in his brain and he turned rougher.

"Ugh, ugh, unggh!" He grunted, letting go of her leg to let her back to doggy before reaching over to push Savannah's back down, accentuating the arch even more and making her fat ass even bigger before going insane with his speed.

"OHH FUCKKK~~!!" She screamed for him. "Baby~!"

Lisa had never felt even close to this and had never driven him so crazy before. He wanted more. His hands wanted more. His eyes wanted more. His dick wanted more. More of her moans. More of her softness. More of her everything. More.

Spank!

"Ahhn~!" She moaned as he slapped that jiggling ass hungrily.

"Fuck, you're fucking perfect~!" Noah growled at her, his muscles working overtime to ram a huge chunk of dick into her in rapid succession as she grew more and more overstimulated. Her silky hair swung across her back, her hands gripped the pillow and she opted to hold still for him to rail her.

"Fuckk, fuck fuckkk~~!" His arms snaked their way over her toned back and his left found itself sliding his middle and ring fingers into a soft, wet suckling mouth. "Ughh~!"

Her arms gave way and Noah was immediately there, pushing her head into the bed as he jackhammered her pussy at a blistering pace. "UGGGHGHGHGH!!!"

Noah forced himself out just as her pussy clamped down letting him watch with lewd curiosity as she came again. On the bed, her gorgeous cunt fluttered at the same tempo as her mouth-watering asshole while she moaned incoherently into the bed. Fuck, she was insanely hot. Maybe it was a bit too cocky but he couldn't help letting his hands brush against her sensitive, gushing pussy before spanking her fat ass again.

"Unnnnhhhh..." Her thick, voluptuous body twitched and writhed at his actions, enrapturing him again and before he could stop, the blonde son was on his knees burying his face in her ass.

~oOo~

"Ahhnn...!" Savannah couldn't breath, she felt so good. The merciless fucking was so fucking hot and then, as she'd been reeling from another insane climax, her stud son had decided to go down on her. His fat cock had been destroying her pussy just moments ago and now she could feel his fingers teasing it as he tongued her asshole. "Fuckk, baby, that feels so good..."

Two fingers curled inside her, scraping against the left spot he knew she liked and she splayed her legs out to let him get better access. Mostly though, she pushed her ass back and indulged in the feel of his wet muscle rimming her so eagerly as she absentmindedly groped her own chest. He really was perfect, digging into her tiny bud to give her tiny aftershocks of pleasure as she huffed satiatedly into the pillow.

Everything had been incredible so far. The sensual sex, the aftercare and the animal rutting. A perfect trifecta of pleasures that were corrupting her already pretty skewed moral compass even further. She could never give this up. Not now. There was no way.

"Hmm..." Noah moaned as if she were the tastiest thing he'd had all night and she gratefully scrubbed her ass over his face, catching his nose and his mouth with her pussy and asshole as she moaned at his attention. She would never let this end. Raising herself onto her forearms again, the hot wife turned back to her incredible lover and was momentarily stunned into silence. He looked so good. Her baby, all man, using those amazing hands to pry her cheeks apart and his wide tongue to toy with her ass. His face was flush and glistening a little in the bedroom light from sweat, testament to the workout he was putting in and yet he'd never looked so good to her. She would've loved for him to eat her out until she undoubtedly came again, and into his mouth but staring at him with wide eyes, she offered him something different.

"The- Hmm... The balcony, baby..."

"Anything you want." He replied huskily, sending a naughty shiver through her, before pulling back and licking his lips. Savannah rolled onto her back, intending to stand when his hands caught her ankles and he smirked at her.

"What- Ah!" She yelped and he yanked her toward his forcefully. "Noah?!"

Before she could question him, she was at the edge of the bed and his huge anaconda was pushing aggressively into her cunt again. Whimpering at the feeling of being so full again, Savannah allowed him to spear her and slide his hands underneath her back. By the time he hilted himself in her, she was being lifted, rising from the bed and cooing at the way he picked her up like she weighed nothing.

"Hmmm..." The feeling of him holding her up, his fingers sliding from her back to grip her ass and thighs, was deliciously hot and she gave into his plan immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck for support and expertly rolling her hips up and down in slow clockwise circles.

"You got it..." He encouraged her as she began riding his dick in the air while he began taking slow steps towards the balcony.

"Fuck this so hot, baby. You gonna fuck me out there? Huh? You gonna pound my pussy out there where everyone can see us?"
"Ugh..." He groaned hotly in her ear, flexing his cock inside of her and reminding her just how much was inside of her. It was like a goddamn baseball bat. Another step and another, this time more hasty, causing his shaft to slam into her harder.

"Ohhh fuck. Yes, that feels so good~!"

Her every muscle was contracting and relaxing all at once, all of her body telling her that he was her everything and to give him everything. It was a no brainer really for her then when he deviated to shove her against the nearby wall and began to rattle her core again.

"Unnngh~!"

"Ugh. Ugh. Ugh...!"

She moaned uncontrollably, his eight inches stretching her pussy so much she felt she might break and yet she loved every single second. She loved the way his body smelled and looked as he fucked her. Loved the way his huge, cum-heavy balls slapped against her ass as he railed her. Loved the way his arms flexed in time with his huge cock, letting her anticipate when her poor little pussy was going to get battered.

"Fuck you're soo deep in me~!!" She screamed, feeling his shaft at the base of her chest almost, as he held her up as a fuck doll for his to pound.

"Take it, bitch. Take this dick like a good little whore!" His eyes were wild, his blues darker than ever before with the carnal corruption she'd brought out in him and Savannah wanted him to fall even deeper. She refused to let him ever leave.

"My legs, baby..." She gasped. "Lift them...!"

He instinctively knew what to do and buried himself inside of her, grinding their hips together as he used the wall to support her. Savannah raised her legs onto his shoulders and took a second to marvel at the dominant man in front of her. His chiseled pecs, his wide shoulders and those mouth-watering abs all designed to make her weak in the knees but right now being used to fuck her senseless. She hoisted her own massive boobs up for him, wanting him to feel the same way she felt about him in that moment, showing off the soft, rounded melons and the tight pink nipples he'd drowned in earlier.

"Ugh~!" He obviously appreciated the view, his body pressing against her and raising her legs close to her again in a show of her flexibility as he began to beat her pussy brutally. Driving her near insane, she almost drooled, running her hands all over every bit of him she could find when suddenly he seemed to change course. As if remembering her wants, he pulled the balcony door open and exposed their filthy, incestuous affair to the whole night skyline. Fuck, this was so naughty.

Setting her down, Savannah promptly bent over the railing and shook her ass side to side for him, knowing full well what she was asking for.

"Come on, fuck me so all these people know I'm your little slut!"

"Shit, you're soo fucking bad...!" He growled throatily, lining up behind her and taking her waist as he began to drum her sopping wet pussy again. With the night sea breeze in the air, the lights of the hotels illuminating the landscape, Savannah felt intoxicated by the new life she was seeing.

"This is what we are, baby, you see?"

"..." He grunted behind her, probably a bit distracted by her throwing her ass back for him to fuck but his stationary hands told her he was still listening.

"We're not meant to deal with all the bullshit and the noise. When you've got bodies like ours, you can do anything..." She gripped the railing, turning to him and finding her baby staring at her with spellbound eyes. "Your bitchy, ugly fiancee. My stupid, limp husband. Don't you see? We don't need to deal with them any more. Mom and son. We don't need to act like it matters. We're meant for eachother..."

"Fuckk..." Noah groaned at her words and she bit her lip at the naughtiness of them too. It was so wrong but so right and his swelling cock told her he thought the same.

"Views, food and drink. That's what we should be getting." She raised herself up, feeling his arms wrap around her as their fucking turned into slower, deeper grinding, as her mouth got close to him. "And sex. Obviously. Lots and lots of hot, nasty sex."

"Savannah...!" He groaned, raising a hand to pull her mouth to him as they slowly kissed and felt each other close. His girth ground against every single bit of her, all eight inches inflating to an absurd size as she whispered sultrily in his mouth.

"Right...?"

"Yes, yes. Fuck that's all I want... I don't need anything but you, Savannah...!" She clamped her legs together and squeezed her cunt into a vice. "Ughhh~~!!"

Her stud groaned melodically and, as a torrent of semen blasted her inner walls, Savannah found herself climaxing too.

"Hnnnghhhhh~~!!" Savannah screamed out into the night, uncensored and uncaring of the consequences, as she once again felt the insane pleasure of her man splurting his sticky load inside of her. Three thick shots came, as if the man hadn't cum just a few minutes ago, and she could feel her own pussy gushing and oozing girl cum all over his shaft. She cried out at the feeling of his strong arms holding her tight as she was wracked with another delicious orgasm.

Wet drops sounded as their combined juices splattered onto the balcony but she could only find the sound hot. She'd done it. They'd done it.

Leaning against the railing, her stud against her back still, she panted and huffed breathlessly. Noah breathed hotly in her ear too, his hands lazily rubbing at her stomach and her thigh as if he knew exactly what she liked already. She could die happy at that moment yet she knew that she hadn't seen the true pinnacle yet. The true heights they could go to.

Sliding off of him, Savannah turned, pressing her ass against the railing and taking a second to stare up at her lover. Drawing his gaze down with her, her manicured fingers slithered and parted her pussy lips and they both watched as she his seed dripped out of her erotically. His slab of meat hung between his thighs, coated in sticky fluid and white cream, but still almost five inches and thick. Savannah reached up to lightly pinch her nipple and bit her plump bottom lip greedily.

"So... are you done or are we ready for the rough stuff?"

"Haha..." Her blonde beloved laughed, a bit out of breath the same as she was, though that was no surprise given their fuckfest thus far. Hell, just his stamina to last this long was incredible to her. Still, she knew he had more for her. "You know I never had to go this long for Lisa..."

"..." She smirked at him smugly, her pussy twitching at the same time his dick did. God, this was so hot.

"Give me ten minutes..."

~oOo~

Tim leaned up close, pointing his phone right at the driver and shouted at the asshole.

"This is not the right way! Are you being serious right now?!" His temper flared in a way he'd rarely felt before, and the girl sitting beside him had everything to do with it. "If you think I'm paying for this, you're out of your goddamn mind!"

"Noah, babe, come on, please call me..." Lisa's snivelling tone caught him again, his position of trying to speak to the driver putting his right next to her and having to hear every pathetic word. For the past hour, stuck in this godforsaken taxi, he'd been hearing her switch between angry and bitchy and desperate. "Let's talk about this..."

"This is my cab, buddy." The driver ignored him again, driving past a familiar sign and once again driving Tim crazy.

"Do you know who I am?! Get me to the hotel now!" The driver laughed, ignoring the blonde and the whiny tone came in again.

"Are we nearly there yet, Mr. Driver... I need to see-"

"Shut up!" He screamed at her, his patience finally wearing thin.

"Hey, don't talk to her-"

"Shut the fuck up! Listen asshole, I'm trying to get back and get some sleep. The last thing I want is to be here with you and my son's fiancee while she has a breakdown. Get me to the hotel. Got it?" He flipped to the girl. "And you! You're being ridiculous. My wife and Noah are close, they're sharing moments together because we're a close family."

His blood boiled and the words of his wife ran through him in the way she'd hit him with them.

"God, Lisa, it's not like they're fucking in your bed! It's just a bit of fun here and there! Shit, have some fucking sense! You really think that them having some fun means that they're dying to fuck?"

"..." Lisa flinched a little.

"Is that really where your head is? After everything Savannah's done. Everything Noah's done for you, you think that she's riding him every chance she gets? Is that seriously what you think?" She went silent and he felt his pride swell a little knowing he'd shut her down again with the truth.

~oOo~

"Nggghhh, fuckkkk~!!" His milf mom squealed as she rode him cowgirl, her F-cup titties bouncing wildly for him to enjoy as Noah lay back on the bed.

"Ugh, shit! You like riding that dick?!"

"Unnghh~! Yes!" She hummed, her manicured fingers splayed on his thighs as she angled her back and rolled her hips back and forth taking thick cock deep with every movement. The blonde groaned in approval, reaching up to roughly grab her mammoth jugs and palmed them heartily. "Shiiiit, yesss! Squeeze them baby!"

"I own these now, you know that, slut...?" He grunted at her, deliberately gripping both tight nipples and twisting them firmly, before sliding one hand down her cleavage and stomach to thumb her clit.

"Yesss~! Yes, Daddy, they're yours!" She panted lustily, changing her stance to put hands on his firm chest and curling over as she melted at his touch. Noah smirked arrogantly, his dick in heaven now as she quivered and vibrated around him raunchily. He couldn't quite believe they were still going at it but this was far too hot to stop and he had no intentions of changing the vibe now. The blonde instead groaned in approval of her dirty talk and tugged at her nipple roughly. "Ohhh... That's nice...!"

His mom rewarded him by beginning to ride him in earnest, squatting over his dick and shaking her jugs in his face in one combined moveset. Noah did as she was truly asking, this time twisting as he pulled and abandoning her clit to paw at her huge tits. The teen bounced the juicy rack, slapping them together a little while the soundtrack of her booty clapping filled the room.

It had been a while now as the bed held a scattering of wipes and crumpled tissues along with the juice they'd shared at the bedside table. It had tasted incredible though not quite as good as the taste of her perfect nipples in his mouth. Grazing them with his teeth, the blonde caught her watching him with a filthy look in her eye.

"Maybe you could get these babies pierced, huh?"

"Nhhgh~!" She bounced a bit harder on his rod and then slowed with the bulk of his girth inside her to a slow roll.

"Some diamond ones would be pretty hot, don't you think...?" She nodded with a glazed look in her eyes though he let her off, knowing that the way she was undulating on top of him was causing his eight inches to tap at that spot deep inside she loved so much.

"Like a bar or hoops?" He raised an eyebrow at that, surprised by her acceptance.

"Whatever you'd like. Hoops are sluttier I guess..." She smiled at him, her perfect teeth showing for a second as he slid his hands around her big tits and groped them again. "Or maybe a tattoo? Around here..."

His thumb brushed the slope of her stomach leading down to her pussy and she smirked at him now.

"How about your name?" Noah laughed and so did she, easing her hot squeezing of his dick, but darkly, they both seemed to be considering it. Reaching up, the blonde grabbed her butt and grinned at her.

"Name's gotta go on your ass."

"You're so bad..." She smiled down at him as he laughed, but she said nothing else, opting instead to reward his nasty mind by raising her ass and clapping it down on him. The bed shook from the building rhythm and Noah was mildly aware that the headboard was beginning to nudge the wall.

"Hah...! Haa...! Hah...!"

Putting the talk to one side for a minute, Noah tensed his core and gave his milf mom a bouncing pad to really begin to ride him furiously again, her thick thighs working hard as she squatted to begin swallowing five full inches of meat with every single bounce.

"Uh. Uh. Ugh. Gghhh~ Uggghh~!" Her breaths became staggered, her pace became more rapid and soon her ass was clapping down on his lap vigorously, churning the factories in his balls to build up a third load for the night. Still, even though she'd been riding him for a while, that was a long way away and Noah would make sure that Savannah would break first, bucking her from below as she reached her terminal speed and drawing filthy cries of pleasure from her.

"You like that?" He growled at her as she fell forwards, her arms going above his shoulders to brace herself and putting her ripe tits in his face as a reward.

"Uh huh..." She moaned, enticing him to pop one of those big breasts swinging in front of his face into his mouth and slathering it with his spit as she bobbed slowly to let him piston up into her needy cunt.

"Fuck, this pussy is unreal, you know that?!"

"I- I know... Unngh!" He grazed her tender nipple with his teeth, grabbing her ass and spreading it lewdly as they fucked. As the heat began to rise again, Noah could feel her arms begin to falter, more of her weight pressing down on him as his face was smothered in titties. Though he couldn't complain, he smoothly rolled her over without breaking his stride. "Ohhnn~!"

The bed began to knock louder against the wall now, and the sounds of his moans and Savannah's screams were obvious indicators to their neighbours. The heady smell of sex penetrated every corner of the space and Noah made sure to go even harder, bearing down on his woman in a mating press and dicking her as hard as he could. She whimpered and wailed and cried sultrily, all while encouraging him to go even harder and more rough.

"Haah! Ahh! Aah! Come on, baby. Ruin me...! Fuck me so hard I can't walk!" Noah inhaled heavily at that, rising to a half kneel and hoisting her hips up to allow him to drive into her almost violently. "YES! YES! YES!!"

Her eyes fluttered in approval, her mouth gaped and her tongue lolled as he drilled her slippery cunt with reckless abandon. That slick little hole was pulsing hard, gripping him with its walls in clear desire to continue with his treatment and Noah was happy to oblige. He railed his goddess lover, slamming the headwall into the wall and making the bed squeak from the ferocity. He could see she was close and wanted nothing more than to break her.

Sliding his left hand up through her sweaty cleavage, Noah's fingers encircled her throat and pushed firmly.

"UFFFF~~~!!!" She rasped breathlessly as her entire body seemed to sizzle, her pussy somehow becoming even better and her face even prettier. He felt it was his honour to witness it and, with herculean strength, resisted nutting to actually use his free hand to thumb her engorged clit.

"Ugh...!" He groaned as he noted her hair all over the place, her loose jaw and those big, pretty pale eyes clouded in a haze of euphoria. He watched her huge knockers slap back and forth, her stomach bulge from his deep dicking and her legs struggle to hold on around his sides. This was some show.

Then she spoke.

"Spit in my mouth...!"

"Ugghh~!" Noah roared with lustful power as all the different pieces came together in his head.

"Ugkkk~!" Noah wrapped his right hand around her throat too, choking her roughly and bearing down on her to slam his cock into her furiously. Her pale eyes clenched shut and yet, just as he leaned over her, they locked on him and she opened her mouth. "Please... Daddy."

The blonde crushed the depths of her pussy, angled his mouth and spit right into her hers. He managed just two words.

"Good girl."

Savannah's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she exploded.

The milf went catatonic, convulsing uncontrollably as she plunged into an abyss of pleasure, and squirted all over him. Noah covered her entirely, his arms holding her head and body to him as she literally melted into him, all of her muscles going limp as she turned into orgasming singularity. Nothing else existed for her and nothing existed for him. This was all he would ever strive for again.

She pulsed and screamed his name, she shook and cried in pleasure, she spasmed and held him for dear life. The blonde teen loved every single minute, indulging in her most vulnerable form as she clung to him for the sake of her sanity. He hugged her tight as she broke, as she gradually began to go quiet and still as she finally seemed to ease up.

When she finally eased up a number of minutes later, he lifted off of his lover, pushing himself up with his arms and looked down at his messy, sex-stained crotch. The bed was in an even worse state, with his cum, hers, and their combined juices all over the place. He'd never felt so powerful. Edging back slowly, Noah's still hard shaft reluctantly slipped out of the twitching, wet hole offering the teen a raunchy view of her pretty pussy gaping for him, before he finally left her body's embrace. Shifting down, the blonde gently grabbed Savannah and twisted her to lay on his chest, her soft breaths telling him she was knocked out.

"Fuck..." He smirked. He'd fucked her into passing out. The blonde patted himself on the back and then, allowed himself to shut his eyes too.

~oOo~

Tim stormed out of the cab with righteous fury, screaming at the guy that he would sue him for everything. After taking almost two hours for a tiny drive, going round and round in circles, the asshole had demanded payment for the extended drive and blamed Tim for it. It was a joke. The guy stopped in a back street, in the middle of the night and told Tim to pay now or he'd be leaving them here and Lisa's extremely helpful insanity played up again as she screamed at him to pay.

At ten times the original price, Tim was fuming as they finally stepped towards the reception of the hotel. The second they were inside, Lisa charged up with teary eyes ahead of him. Good riddance. Tim walked more slowly to the elevator, the fresh air and standing finally revealing how the alcohol was still affecting him hard. As the lift dinged, the older blonde looked at his phone. 14 calls made. 56 texts sent. No reply from his son or his wife. He knew that he was supposed to give them some space but now he was away from the girl he wanted to oppress, he felt some sliver of doubt creeping in him.

The single text which had worried him, casting just a small, shameful uncertainty in his mind. He was sure there was a perfectly good reason but still, he read it again as the elevator rose up the storeys.

Don't come into the room. We'll be a couple of hours.

Tim stepped down the hallway, hoping he would knock and just see them talking. The trip had been sprung on them a bit and right after the announcement of the engagement so he wouldn't be surprised if they were having a deep conversation about it. Especially since he knew how Savannah felt about Lisa.

Finding himself outside the room, he fished around his jacket for the keycard and began to open the door when he heard the shower running. Still sure it was harmless, Tim pulled the door clean open and froze in place.

"..." The room stank of sweat and sex, a bottle of liquid sat at the bedside table and there was a pile of crumpled sheets in the corner of the room. The bin was full of crumpled up tissues and wipes and there was no sign of his wife or son. "G-Guys, I'm back."

When no response came, Tim took a bold step towards the only noise in the room. Then another and another until he arrived at the ensuite bathroom. The door, slightly ajar allowed for mists of steam to filter out along with the sounds of panting, slapping and moaning. No way. His head hurt. Grabbing the door with shaky hands, Tim opened the door and came face-to-face with the tinted shower pane. Shadowed behind it were the silhouette of a tall, lean man with an absurdly big dick poking out along with a voluptuous woman with hard nipples.
"Shuush Shuush. I think your dad is back..."

"Oh yeah... fuck."

"Guys...?" Tim couldn't believe his ears and eyes. Everything he'd believed so far. "What are you doing...?"

"Hey Dad..." His son spoke first, unmoving from behind the shower pane. "Me and Mom are a bit busy here... Showering, you know? Could you... erm.... Come back later?"

"..." He was paralysed. Had Lisa been right? No way. That was impossible! This was impossible. The silhouettes grew closer to each other, a thick arm pushing the curvy one to bend over and gripping his enormous cock. Watching it press against the woman's shadow and then hearing a sensual moan sealed the deal for him. "Y-You're showering together...?"

"Tim!" His wife called out to him while being split in half by his son, her hand rising to press against the tinted glass for support as she instructed him. "Go! I told you to stay out for a bit and you're here. I- hnngghh fuckkk~. I'll explain when we're done! Got it?!"

"Ugghh..."

"Aahhhn~"

The two voices moaned together, their black shadows coming together as Savannah took that huge slab of meat deep inside of her. Tim's head pounded incessantly, unable to process the scene. He hadn't even been inside his wife for the past two years, having to made do with his hands as she warned him against making noise in case their son heard them and yet right in front of him, they were clearly fucking. Right?

"Ohh fuckkk, baby...!" His wife giggled girlishly. "You're so bad..."

"Hone-"

"Get out of here, Dad, fuck..." Noah scolded him, annoyance at Tim's presence clear in his tone, and the eighteen year old seemed to take it out on Savannah, reaching forwards to grasp her wrists and pulling back to pound her more roughly than before. His wife whimpered at that, her lewd body adjusting itself to allow for maximum penetration in a silhouette that he couldn't quite fathom. The sticky slapping of skin cut into his ears over the sound of the shower running and, before he could suffer too much, Tim escaped to the main bedroom.

He stumbled and tripped, grabbing his phone as it slid across the floor, and found himself at the door to his son's room before he realised it. Despite the risk of seeing Lisa and having to come up with some sort of explanation for an occurrence even he didn't know how to justify, Tim forced himself to enter. Thank God. Relief washed over him as he found Lisa passed out on the bed, her unsightly frame awkwardly laid out.

His own head was in agony and the second he made it into the bathroom, his stomach emptied itself. The sound and sight of his wife and son playing, no, fucking each other animally replayed in his mind as he threw up the huge amounts of drink. Hurl after painful hurl came until he finally swayed dizzily into the main room. Trying to get to the chair, he collapsed and the world went dark.

~oOo~

Savannah's legs went weak and her well fucked pussy pulsed with renewed vigour as her cocky, alpha son forced her wimp husband to get out. With awe-inspiring confidence, Noah hadn't so much as flinched as Tim walked in on them lewdly washing each other and playing with each other's bodies. No, her bad boy lover had actually put his thick cock inside of her with Tim right there. She'd almost cum right there and then.

On this luxurious trip, the studly teen had commanded Tim to free up his own bed so that Noah could fuck her on it and that she decided was enough. He had proven himself to be everything she wanted and more. Slowing his deep, penetrative, sensual thrusts, she pulled away from him. Savannah dried him off, then herself and directed them both to the bedroom. He held back well until she pulled out a pair of black panties and began to slide them on.

"Are you worried about dad catching us?" Noah asked with slightly tight lips. She understood it may have seemed that way and shook her head reassuringly.

"No. This is your reward for being a man. For showing him that you own me and won't let him near me..." He looked at her curiously as she pulled out her phone and handed it to him.

"..."

"You're going to mark me and all my friends are going to know."

~oOo~

Noah couldn't believe his luck. Yes, he'd been caught red-handed with his mom and that probably meant the end of their hot, sneaking around but this was incredibly dirty too. As he stood tall in the room, his ego through the roof, the blonde smirked and raised his milf mom's phone, clicking record when at the angle required.

"Come here..."

"Anything for you..." She whispered lewdly, and then, wearing only that naughty lingerie, began to crawl across the floor to him, her ass and tits swinging erotically as she did.. Having had so much of her hot teasing, he knew that, if he wanted, he could blow. As she arrived, kneeling for him and staring up at him with submissive eyes, Noah couldn't help but puff his chest out arrogantly. She was right. They deserved this. They were perfect together and there was no way his loser dad had earned this right. Tim had been lucky to have had her for eighteen years.

"Hmmm..." Noah wrapped his right hand around the base of his thick cock, while his left adjusted the phone.

"Uff..." His breath grew faster as he began to jack off in front of her face. His beautiful, sexy, slutty counterpart sat still, her hands between her legs as she let him dictate the terms. "Ughh..."

Noah's tip began to leak and soon a wet slick sound was being captured by the camera as he pulsed and twitched. The blonde crudely pushed his cockhead against her mouth and nose and watched as Savannah simply took a deep breath, the smell and sight of his precum apparently enough to excite her. Her still hands began up her thick body, rubbing her enormous jugs slowly.

"Fuckk... yeah, squeeze those huge tits for me, Mom..."

"Yes, baby..." She whispered sultrily, driving his balls further and further as he watched her pretty face blink up at him with a glazed look.

"You want me to cum?" The teen gripped his girth and slapped the heavy organ across her face cockily.

"Yes..." She nodded naughtily.

"You want me to cum all over your pretty little face, Savannah?"

"Yes..." She bit her lip.

"Yes, what?" He smirked at her and unlike his fiancee, she was unfazed.

"Yes, please. Blow that fat load all over my face, daddy...!"

"Ughh...!" Noah groaned, his hand flying up and down his shaft now as he barely managed to keep hold of the phone. He wanted to grab her head, to grip her hair and push her into position but she wanted this and he would oblige. "Shit, get ready, you fucking whore! I'm gonna paint this slutty face of yours~!"

"Ahh~" Her mouth parted a little and her tongue slithered out in anticipation, pushing him over the edge.

"Fuckkk~~!!" His hand slammed into the base of his cock as his balls contracted violently and he began to hose her down. The first huge rope of cum splattered its way across her forehead, nose and the corner of her mouth. The next plastered her forehead and was followed up by a creamy spurt which landed squarely on her tongue and lips.

"Shiittt~!" He pumped his shaft and his balls kept going, clenching tight to deliver another three gooey ropes. One over her left eye, forcing it shut, one up into her hair and one on her chin.

"Ugggh~~!" Just about controlling himself, the blonde teen followed the path down her chin and fired off another two huge spurts of semen down her clavicle and into her deep cleavage. A final, lighter payload ejected itself onto her left breast, catching the slope as well, before he was finally near spent.

"Fuck..." Noah panted, staring down at his canvas and marvelling at his artistry. His mom was absolutely smothered in his seed. Coated from head to chest in thick, white semen, he'd painted her face. She looked so fucking hot it hurt. "Swallow."

With his approval, she finally closed her mouth too, looking right at him and the camera as she gulped his cum.

"Hmmm..." She cooed at his flavour, encouraging the man to step closer and slap his dick against her face and mouth smugly. "Ahh..."

She opened her mouth as he treated her like a rag and the teen greedily took advantage, pushing his dripping tip into her mouth.

"Good little whore..." He shuddered as she softly sucked his sensitive tip, her agile tongue removing all remaining seed from his slit before releasing him with a lewd pop. Clicking the recording off, Noah stayed still, just watching as Savannah looked back with one open eye. "You know you're incredible..."

"Not so bad yourself, stud..." She laughed, finally moving to scoop his cum from her eye and face right into her mouth.

"...So, what now?" The blonde teen questioned as he watched her clean herself up while his own cock finally settled for the night.

"Well-" She slurped up a finger full of his semen. "I'll get some new sheets, wash my face and then you can spoon me for the rest of the night."

"..." He gave her a wry look, though he did like the sound of that.

"Tomorrow's problem, baby."

~ooOoo~
Congratulations Ch. 04
Mom and Son establish a new status quo.
~ooOoo~



Chapter 13 - Tomorrow's Problem



Noah had been having an amazing dream. He was a racecar driver and he'd just won his first championship. It felt incredibly vivid, with the spray of the champagne, the cheering of the crowd and the feel of the pair of lips which kissed his in victory. In the dream, he'd stepped back and found her there. His perfect woman.

"Hmm..." He hummed awake, his eyes opening softly to see thick, silky navy hair and a pale, flawless back. His head tilted a little as his muscles slowly brought themselves into play. The smell of her body came wafting over, her sweet smelling hair, her skin and that slight unknown which drove him wild. The blonde was on his left side, his left arm beneath his own head while his right was wrapped around a toned waist to allow him to sit snug against her back. His crotch was hidden beneath a firm, round ass while his right hand was casually resting against one full breast.

Noah smiled. He'd never woken up so happy.

Feeling completely refreshed, the teen nudged his hips forward a touch and confirmed that his morning wood was pushing against her thong-clad pussy, relishing its warmth. Memories of the previous night came to him in contrast to memories of the first time he'd woken up with her. The panic and worry of old were replaced with comfort and warmth. Listening for a sign she was awake, the blonde decided to let her rest, beginning to pull away when she groaned.

"Hmmm..." Her own hands grabbed his right hand and pushed it back to rub against her naked chest again.

"Hah..." He chuckles softly, propping himself up a little as she turned to stare at him. "You awake, mom...?"

"Not yet." She held a sort of wonder in her eyes which he rewarded with craning his neck and pressing his lips into hers. "Uhnn..."

Soft, supple lips, a delicate tongue and a roaming heat tickled him as they shared a quick kiss in the morning light.

"So..." He pulled back, sitting up in bed and running a hand through his hair.

"So..." Her voice was breathy and soft, still exhibiting that wonderment.

"Last night was something..."

"It was."

"..." He chuckled a little after words failed him. Trying to be like Lisa was pointless here. He needed to be himself. "Last night was amazing, Mom. I've never cum that hard. Ever."

"It was- you were so good, baby." She finally seemed to ease up, that doe eyed look fading to let her look more like the predator he was used to. "I- I can't believe I blacked out."

"Oh, yeah..." He stroked a hair back from her pretty face as she began to sit up too, trying not to stare at how hot her tits looked just hanging like that for him to see. His mom, just nonchalantly letting her heavy cantaloupes out for his viewing pleasure. They looked even bigger this way. "You had me on edge a few times..."

"I guess I knew you'd be good in the sack but that was unreal." She stroked his ego more and the teen found himself wanting to hear it again and again. More than that he wanted to relive the previous night, the memory replaying more strongly as they talked, as he heard her sensual voice and as he drank in her body. Slipping his hand beneath the sheets, Noah began tracing his hands up her legs as they stared at each other. His fingers found her mound quickly and cupped it, feeling her warmth again, as she rubbed his shoulder. His cock began to rouse, pushing against his boxers, when he remembered their reality.

"So, what now?"

"..." She looked at him for a second, before smiling deviously.

"Oh, you've known what you'd do this whole time... haven't you?"

"Would you hate it if I did?" She laughed a little at his expense.

"...No." He mirrored her grin. "You know I can't resist you, Mom."

"Love you too, baby."

~oOo~



Lisa woke with the headache from hell. Her head throbbed, her mouth was dry and her muscles were stiff. As the light poked through the slight gaps in the curtains, sun beams caught her face and forced her eyes open. For a brief moment, she recoiled into the warmth and comfort of the dark sheets and then it crashed into her like a truck. The raven-haired teen jerked awake, her eyes wildly scanning the vicinity around her for her fiance and she shrieked the moment she found someone.

"Ahhh!!" The gross old man spread across the bed shifted a little but his arm remained prone across her legs as Lisa howled in a panic. Throwing the arm off of her, she shifted her weight and screamed at the offender. "Ahhh! What the fuck??!"

"Hhsmmm..." The gurgled, broken response that came was barely even audible, a poor attempt at a reply, as she scrambled out of the bed and began to freak out. Her head was sore, her mind muddled and the image of her fiancee wrapping his fingers around a soft titty while she stood there was burning her thoughts. And what the fuck was Mr. Jones doing in her bed.

Lisa stumbled as she rushed herself into the bathroom, grabbing her phone and locking the door behind her. Staring into the mirror, the Petrov heir couldn't quite grasp the reflection on show. Her hair was matted and messy, her eyes were dark red, mascara stained orbs and her clothes were dishevelled. She patted her lithe body down, making sure she was okay and that the creepy man in her bed hadn't done anything but she was faultless. Glancing at the toilet, she could see a disgusting slop of puke which she quickly flushed and attributed to the old man. The stupid, fucking moron had stolen her spiked drink.

Like a rhino, he'd somehow managed to avoid actually passing out but it was clear that he hadn't been able to hold on once they were at the hotel.

Lisa lifted her phone, her mind racing, as she forced herself to focus on the only important one. Noah. The previous night was fresh in her mind and she refused to accept the look he'd given her. Everything she'd done until now, every single criticism she'd buried, all of it was for this and if he thought he could treat her this way, he was sorely mistaken. Ignoring the flurry of texts before, she focused on the new one from her closest friend.

Bestie, what the hell happened? You stopped replying and you sent like a million messages about Noah cheating...

Lisa grimaced at that. Alina wasn't the type to take her weaknesses well. Deleting everything, the eighteen year old moved beyond the calls to her friend and found the log to Noah. 136 calls. 97 texts.

"Shit." The room began to spin again as she tried to rationalise everything, to get it under control. Bracing herself for a call, she typed up a reply only to see something else come in.

Baby, are you okay?

Her mom. Lisa blinked hard at the text. Her mother never texted. Quickly going through her phone, Lisa checked she hadn't accidentally rang her mom and returned to the text puzzled.

Fine, Mom.

Savannah sent me a video last night, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

Lisa's curiosity and annoyance spiked. She didn't have time to deal with her slow mom. The woman had already failed her by replying positively to Savannah's slutty post. The chance for shaming the skanky mom was already lost.

It all got fucked up.

She messaged her friend who was instantly typing back. Lisa didn't have the patience to wait though. She splashed her face with cold water, and charged back into the living room woozily, crossing her arms and scowling hard at the man who lay embarrassingly across the foot of the bed. The room stank of drink and puke and sweat and she left, knowing that she had to find Noah. Grabbing the door, she tugged and was across the hallway in a flash, the handle rattled and she realised it was locked.

Her phone was out a second later, the dial sounding as she called her fiance with vengeful fury.

~oOo~



Tim barely managed to tear his eyes open, one crusted lid struggling, as he finally felt the day catch him. The smattering of light let him adjust a little, the lack of bedding apparent and his own state of dress the same as the previous night.

He was broken.

The rush of drinks and music and dancing all came to him in one singular hit and he found himself groaning in pain without even meaning to.

His eyes fluttered, desperate to shut the world away and charge himself further before tackling reality.

~oOo~



Savannah opened the door, wearing only a stretchy, grey Calvin Klein bralette and the matching thong.

"Morning."

"Is that all you're going to say...?" Lisa frowned at her but Savannah held firm.

"Did you want something?" She smiled openly.

"Where's Noah?" The little bitch looked over her body, over the crevasse of cleavage, over her long, shapely legs and then, finally, beyond her. "I need to talk to him."

"He's in the shower." Savannah delighted in the way the girl's jaw tensed. "I can go get him if you want, but, is that okay with you?"

The sarcasm was wasted on the girl who pushed her way into the room abruptly.

"Did you- I mean, did Noah sleep here last night?" The skittish pig scanned across the room, her eyes taking in the details which Savannah was so proud of. Behind every seemingly acceptable display was proof of her and Noah's relationship. The stain at the base of the bed where they'd made love, the mark at the wall where they'd fucked and the handprints on the balcony where she'd prophesied her future with him while he came inside her.

"We spelt together, yeah." Savannah relished the look she got from the dark haired one, her thin pale lips curling into a scowl.

"You think this is funny, don't you?" The noise of the shower running was all the response Lisa got. "You think that ruining his life is some game?"

"..."

"Well." She headed for the ensuite. "Don't think this is going to go your way. He's mine and a bitch who dresses like a whore isn't going to change that."

~oOo~



Noah wrapped the towel around his waist as he began to hear voices outside. This was it. Showtime. Taking a quick breath and reiterating Savannah's plan to himself, the blonde slicked his slightly damp hair back and pulled the handle open. Lisa stood directly ahead of him and his mom was a few paces behind, sitting on the bed. She was angry but the sexy outfit his mom had gone for while he showered was a good distraction. Damn, the bottoms made her hips look so good.

"Thought I could hear-"

"Where the hell were you last night?!" Looking at her now, he found Lisa's face plain, her lips thin and worse, curled into a scornful frown.

"We got kicked out." He offered simply, strolling past her and heading for the bed. "It was pretty cold out so I got us a cab back."

"And you couldn't answer your phone once...?!" Lisa rushed after him, getting in front of him as he could see Savannah trembling with silent laughter behind her. "We need to talk, Noah."

Glancing back, and finding Savannah there acting completely disinterested, Lisa didn't bother to whisper.

"Alone."

"You can say it here. Mom knows everything about me." Noah ignored her, reaching into a bag he'd brought over from his room when they'd gotten to the hotel in the night.

"...You know what, fuck it! Fine. That shit in the smoking area. What the fuck?!"

"What stuff?"

"Don't bullshit me, Noah." She barked unpleasantly. "You two were... God, I can't even say it or I'll puke, it's so gross!"

"..."

~oOo~



Savannah ate up every single second of the performance. Her son, her gorgeous baby boy, acted with the skill of a master of his craft. His slightly baffled, partially bemused expression was sublime in every way and left even her on the edge of believing him. She probably would have if she hadn't been the one to concoct the general direction of dialogue.

"Are you seriously trying to pretend that didn't happen?" The expression mastery was clearly not a skill all were bestowed with as Lisa's ugly features crumpled even further in a scowl. Not even having thought before coming over, the girl was a mess. Her face and hair were grimy, her mouth was rancid and her embarrassing body was covered in a hotel robe which did nothing to hide the previous night's clothes beneath. Stupid girl.

"Lisa... you were pretty drunk and I know you've been a bit... jealous-"

"Jealous?!" She shrieked, prompting Noah to shoot Savannah an annoyed look but she nodded at him, silently asking him to remain focused to fulfil her plan. That was Lisa's failure after all. Well, she was a failure of a woman more generally with her plank figure and twisted face. But it was her lack of belief in Noah that had ruined her. Savannah had faith from the beginning in him and it had paid off. Faith that he knew what he really wanted, knew what to do and how to behave to get it though she'd provided a little nudge. Even now, as the plan she'd laid out was beginning to take form again, he was fully aware and an active participant.

"Yes, babe... You've been jealous ever since we got here."

~oOo~



Lisa couldn't believe the blatant attempt at distracting her from the topic. It was so childish and so obviously done too.

"I am not jealous of that... hag!"

"..." Her fiance offered her a sympathetic look, as if she were the dumb one in their relationship, as if she were a child.

"I'M NOT!" She clenched her fists, her temper flaring as her phone began to buzz in her pocket. God, how was she going to face her friends? Alina had probably already told everyone. That slut Grace would probably be first to say something. "Stop trying to change the topic! I know what I saw!"

His silence was all the admission of guilt she needed.

"I knew it... I knew it!" Her eyes would have teared up a bit if they weren't so dry. "Is this seriously what you're choosing?"

"I'm not-"

"You're choosing some washed up, pruny, plastic bimbo mom who can't even tell when the world's laughing at her! Over me?!"

"Don't talk about her like that." She reeled back as he stood up to his full size, towering over her. Lisa stepped back again and again until the door hit her back. From her new view, it seemed so different. Noah sat on the bed, his towel still around his waist and a few droplets of water slipping from his hair to drip down his chiselled chest and abs. Savannah's eyes were affixed firmly on the drop slithering down to his crotch. "... Look. You were really drunk."

"No."

"You were bumping into people, knocking drinks and pushing Dad."

"No, that wasn't..." Her head ached. She didn't push anyone. She'd just been looking for Noah.

"You got really worked up with the staff. They banned you."

"No... No..." She didn't even speak to the bar staff other than drinks. What the hell were they even talking about?

"You tried to hit Mom."

"..." Lisa looked up and found the thick, barbie mom looking at her with cold, calculating eyes. "She- I didn't-"

"You did. You're so jealous of her that you got drunk and tried to-"

"It's all your fault... It's you... It's you..." She began to repeat. Her mind was still so burned from the night she couldn't help it. The memory of Noah's hands all over the slut's dress was there but what about the rest. She'd seen something, hadn't she? There was something. Something that was more than their supposed close relationship. Now her mind really thought on it, the faint wisps grew even fainter. The smoking area. That had been it. Something about the smoking area. "The smoking area."

The words came out as a dry, raspy hiss, her mind in real pain now. She was exhausted. She looked up at her man, clinging onto her final bit of memory.

"..." He sighed softly. "Come sit down, Lisa."

She stepped slowly, his gentle tone so welcoming after hearing him cut down her anger so firmly. He'd always been such a nice guy despite those that looked like him being fuckboys of the highest order. She stepped again and again and she found herself sitting to Noah's right as his mom sat to his left.

"...I." She knew him, didn't she. Without the mess of alcohol in her system, she doubted herself. The sweet, loving guy who she was going to be marrying, who was going to support a luxury dream lifestyle for her as they aged. That was him. How could that have been the same guy she'd remembered from the night before?

"We were in the smoking area."

"What?" She asked a little numbly. With her emotions having calmed a little, her body screamed at her for water and sleep.

"Me and Mom." Lisa heard his voice grow a bit deeper, a bit more throaty. "You found us there and were slurring your words, do you remember that?"

"... uh huh." She nodded. That was the bit she could remember. The slight chill, the expansive area and the corner.

"We'd been talking." His hand found hers and she softened more. "About you. About us. About Mom warming up to you."

"..." Her lips moved but she didn't really make any sound. The drumming in her head was now a call to sleep.

"You're so close. Just a bit more and I really think she'll accept that we're..." His voice dropped out a bit, his thumb brushing her hand was all she could see as the room became a bit duller. It felt good. The soft rubbing, the smell of his freshly washed body and his warmth. She was used to him, her perfect man.

The darkness came soon after.

~oOo~



Savannah waved her fingers in front of the girl before finally lightly slapping her cheek. A malicious cackle erupted from her throat and the bombshell mom turned to her son with a satisfied smile.

"That was absolutely amazing..." She cooed, stepping close to him, standing at the doorway with just the towel still on. In the morning glow, his every hard, shaped edge caught her eye but it was his mouth that she was in awe of now. "You're even better than I thought..."

Her stud lover smirked, running a hand through his stylish hair as she stopped in front of him. Her fingers caressed his torso before biting her lip and curling them into the towel's grip.

~oOo~



Noah knew it was wrong. He knew it from the second he'd heard of the plan. But, fuck, how could anyone say no to that succubus act Savannah put on. As she whispered naughtily in his ears, she toyed with the loose fold of his towel and they both took a moment to look at his fiancee passed out on the bed not more than 10 feet away from them.

"Baby..." Her sultry voice stole his attention and the teen appreciated seeing her in that girly Calvin Klein set. The stretchy grey fabric was pulled obscenely over her F-cups while the bottoms were taut against her pussy and arced high to form a tasty v-shape which only made her ass look even better. "Let's fuck."

He didn't even need to answer her. Damn.

Savannah giggled like a minx, kissing his lips, his jaw and his neck lingeringly before stepping back and tugging him along with the towel. Noah moved with her, staring into her eyes as the pale violets sang with excitement, until her soft, pliant body pressed against the large bed frame.

"Are you gonna fuck me, baby? Are you gonna fuck your mom right here and now?" A devilish smile curled onto her face as she began to unravel his towel. At the same time, Noah felt his hold on his life being unravelled. "Are you gonna take this big, fat cock and push it in me right now?"

"Ugh..." He grunted shortly as the fabric fell away and he found himself in the nude in front of his fiancee and his goddess mom. "Yeah... fuck, grab it..."

Sitting up onto the bed, Savannah seemed to intentionally get close to Lisa, spreading her legs and dragging him to stand at the edge between her legs as she wrapped her delicate fingers around his waking pipe.

"Hmmm... It's sooo big." She cooed overtly, angling her legs a bit more and brushing Lisa's head. Noah couldn't help but groan at the blatant violation of their relationship. "I want you to fuck me good, baby. Really fill me up so your little girlfriend dreams about us..."
"Yeah?" The studly blonde encouraged her, his emotions sparking as his dick told him this was sinfully hot. To feel his mom, the hottest woman he'd ever known, begin to stroke his shaft and rub his chest only a half metre away from the girl he was supposed to marry was unreal. The dirty talk helped too.

"Yes baby, yes... hmmm~!" His lewd lover arched her hips and Noah found his pulsing meat's thick head pressing up against her clothed mound again. "You're going to put this monster inside my tiny little pussy again and I want the stupid bitch to feel it when you slam it deep."

"Ungh..." The teen groaned, reached up to grab the side of her head and pull his mom in for a searing kiss as his shins touched the side of the bed.

"Mmpphhh~!"

"Hmmm~!"

"Fuck, Mom, are we really doing this...?" Noah's eyes ran down her immaculate figure, knowing the answer but still asking.

"..." Savannah's left hand rubbed his chest gently while her right sort of hung in the air for a second. They both watched as she reached up to grope her full breast, its incredible form and softness melting into her fingers, and his mind fizzed with that more carnal hunger again. His shaft turned to steel and jabbed her stomach, while his fingers ached to touch. The slightest of hesitation at being caught in such a clear display vanished and in its place was the demon from the night before. "Yes."

"Shit..." Noah hissed, reaching down and gripping his twitching python as she began to pull her thong to one side, but his free hand found her shoulder and the teen smirked cockily at her. She looked up at him amused. "I want these huge fucking jugs wrapped around my dick first."

"Oh." She laughed, gripping the stretched base of the bra-like top and tugged it up a bit, the material really looking like it would rip from the titanic titties pushing against it. "You want a titty fuck?"

"Hell yeah I do." Noah grinned wolfishly at her, gawking at the way the band across her chest ate into the succulent meat, at the way the line created a wealth of underboob and gave him a perfect little pocket. His hand pushed at her shoulder more firmly, his eagerness getting to him but she clearly didn't mind, falling to her knees at the edge of the bed as he waved his cock around for her.

"Bet none of your little girlfriends have been able to give you this?" She was right but the blonde denied her for a moment, choosing instead to skirt the topic.

"Keep them up for me." She looked at him a certain way but did as he asked, abandoning her bralette and instead hefting her heavy melons for him. The teen groaned in appreciation, staring at the way the sloping curves of titflesh gave way to her hands and forearms. "Fuck it looks so hot seeing these puppies like that..."

"Come on, baby, slide that big bad dick in here." Noah didn't need more encouragement. Bending his knees a little and angling himself to push in from below, he gripped just the base of his rock hard pole so he could fully enjoy her. And, damn it was the best feeling ever.

"Fuckkk...." Noah moaned as his cockhead first pushed into the bottom of her cleavage. Soft, smooth boobs the size of his head engulfed him immediately, drowning his throbbing head in softness only beaten by her pussy. With the first push, he was so distracted he found his tip pushing against that stretchy grey fabric, pressing it firmly and creating a damp patch where his tool drooled slimy precum.

~oOo~



"Oh..." Savannah whispered in awe as her powerful lover's perfect dick pushed her bra-like top up. Having worn it to tease him, she hadn't thought about how hot she'd find it as his tip hit the scrunched up fabric.

"You have the best fucking tits, Mom!" The animal compliment felt right, as she too was on the edge of marvelling at his incredible dick.

"Keep going baby... Really go for it~!" Her blonde son rubbed her shoulder appreciatively but both of their eyes remained on the sight of his sawing his hips back, and then sliding back in as she held her knockers steady for him. The feel of his clean body, the sight of his smooth, muscular v and the smell of that dominant cock dampened her senses but it was the view of his fat tip breaking through the top of her cleavage and arrogantly pulsing out a thick bubble of precum which took things to the next level.

~oOo~



"Damn... this is so hot...!" Noah spelt out the obvious, pausing as they both stared at the way his meat sat inside of her cleavage. He was doing it. He was fucking her tits. "Hnnngh..."

Holding her shoulder, the blonde began to rock his hips and pump her soft, creamy makeshift hole with a bit of force. His core contracted and his butt flexed as a sheen of liquid formed at the top of her chest and soon the teen found a rhythm which allowed him to slowly and leisurely enjoy the incredible feeling of her chest. His mom, however, didn't want to wait that long.

"I thought you were going to fuck them?" His mouth twitched a bit at that, looking up to her eyes for the first time in a while and finding her looking rather smug. "Oh..."

Her tone was one of pity.

"Oh, are you about to cum? Oh, I'm sorry baby, I thought you were better than that but I guess not... Don't worry about it. We'll go slow." The sarcastic tone was obvious though it was a bit dishonest given she'd been teasing him at an equally slow pace, barely wobbling her chest at all to provide him with pleasure. Still, she'd challenged him.

"Take it off." She did but slowly, making him watch as she tantalisingly gripped the front, which had become so scrunched up that it served more as a strap across her nipples, and lifted it. After a few agonising moments, he was treated to the sight of her huge tits dropping from their hold, her enormous melons bobbling like jelly from the drop as her perky pink nipples pointed at him accusatorially, while she disposed of the top. It really was a sexy look but he wanted access right now.

Noah reached down and palmed both jiggly breasts, hoisting them a bit before holding as he parted her cleavage with his heavy slab of cock.

"God, you're the fucking best...!" Her hands then covered his and as he began to use her tits to jack off more vigorously.

"Hmmm!" He groaned as she began to bounce them, encouraging him to slow his own pace to allow her to slap her tits against his lap. The teen's dick produced more precum for her and the fluid dripped hotly down her chest, staining her freshly washed form to allow for gliding his shaft through her boobs.

"You like that, Noah? You like fucking my big, juicy tits, right here?" Shit. He'd literally forgotten about Lisa and now it was clear to him why Savannah had been a little bit cold. She didn't appreciate him pretending she was even close to the same as the other bitches he'd been with.

"Fuck yeah, Mom! This is so fucking hot~!" He groaned, twisting a firm nipple in his hands as he began to take control again. Savannah leaned herself further back, changing his angle and he watched her jaw unhinge.

"Uhhhhhffff..." Slippery, see-through bands of wet saliva dripped down her full lips, splattering across her chest and onto his cock. He almost lost control, his meat slipping through her moist grip before he pushed back in.

"Shit. Yeah, Mom, come on. Use these huge, pornstar tits for me!"

"Ahhh~!" She finished up with a particularly nasty spit right onto the spine of his shaft as he pinched her nipple and then, before he could think to say anything, she was craning her neck and licking him.

"Ugh!" Fuck! "Fuckkkk~!"

Soft, wet slurps and long, languid licks when he paused to let her were the blonde's reward as he got the first and likely best titty fuck of his life.

"You like fucking my big tits right next to your girlfriend little tiny a-cups?" The blonde's cock shuddered with hunger at those words, weeping more and more juices for his mom to drink.

"Yeah, Mom, fuck- ughh~!" She smiled, her lips pressing against his tip as his thrust against them but denying him her wet mouth. Instead she oscillated her mammoth chest, bouncing his shaft one way and then the other as he huffed and grunted in delicious pleasure. How was it possible this felt better than pussy he'd had!

"You think she could ever do this for you? You think her hideous, plank body could ever give you anything even close to this?"

"No way." The blonde grunted, his mind corrupting further at just how right she sounded.

"You don't sound convinced..." She hummed a bit, pulling back her mouth and staring up at him as he tried to get her to continue with a firm hand. She rejected it. "Do you still want her? Still want the little girl? Still want to marry her?"

"No, Mom, no! Obviously, I don't give a fuck about her, come on!" Her titties stopped next, leaving him out in the cold as she let go and allowed her full chest to sit naturally parted. No. "Savannah, look at me."

"..."

"You're all I want."

~oOo~



Savannah felt her body explode with heat at the sincere words from her son's mouth. Her baby couldn't act around her and this was all truth. Still, she wanted to see more from him. He'd agreed to her plan but she'd seen he was hesitant on some of the actual actions with Lisa. That shit needed to stop.

"Show me." The challenge came out to a momentary pause. He looked at her, his dark azure eyes briefly clouded and then, a switch. As if allowing himself to act honestly, the blonde gripped the base of his anaconda and growled at her.

Slap.

"Hnnngh..."

"Uhhh."

Slap. Slap. Slap.

The blonde alpha stud slapped his girthy meat against his nipples, switching between each firm nub dominantly before dragging its delicious head through her precum coated cleavage.

"You think I could ever go back to her after this?" She shook her head, biting her lower lip as he began to more forcefully slap his veiny monster against her chest. The meaty slaps and the sight of his tower pressing her breasts down sent shivers to her pussy. God, she loved him like this. "Huh?"

"No..."

"You really think that I could ever forget about these jugs?" Noah bared his teeth a little, growling, as he began to rub that swollen tip in slow circles around her right nipple. As if partaking in a ritual ceremony, he went around three times, the circles decaying in size until her son arrived at his destination, pushing her aching pink tip around with his wet slit. A crude film of juice formed a coating on her and Savannah found herself gleefully obeying as he commanded her. "Suck on it and tell me if you think I can forget doing the same last night..."

"Uhhmm..." Savannah lifted her breast to her mouth and her tongue encircled the wet nipple.

"Or this morning, waking up and knowing that I could see every day with these big fucking titties in my face." He cock slapped the middle of her chest as she began to slurp more of her own chest. She'd tried this before but to do it with Noah standing over her, his eyes staring down at her, felt so incredibly good, she was gushing, the taste of his sex only adding to her own flavour.

"Uhhh~!"

"Fuck... You look so naughty right now..."

"Hmm?" She sought his approval, suckling her own titty a bit longer as he stroked himself slowly. Thankfully, Noah wouldn't let her down or keep her waiting, as he opted for a special set of words.

"Turn around and bend over..."

~oOo~



Tim felt his arm and leg twitch first, then his neck and his fingers. It was slow, painful work but he crawled from the stinking sheets and found some semblance of consciousness. The brutal pounding of his head and the weakness in all his muscles confirmed he'd gotten way too drunk. His bleary eyes cracked partially as he took in the empty room.

Empty.

He could remember crashing into bed, he could recall being violently sick, and he could envision the reason for it. His wife and son.

"Ugggghhhh..." He groaned openly, limping to the edge of the bed. His leg swung over the side and he laid an unsteady foot to the floor, daring to attempt an escape from the new bed. He buckled. "Ow!"

His knee gave way, slumping back onto the bed, as he huffed defeatedly. He could have just laid back down but he needed water, his throat parched and his lips cracking. Gathering his strength, he pushed again, managing to stand this time as the room spun a little around him. He needed to see Savannah.

~oOo~



"Ohh yes, baby, yes! Mpph!" Fuck, that feels sooo good~!" His hips lurched forwards, piping her more deeply at the words.

"Your ass is unreal, Mom!" He grunted, watching the ripples flow through her fat peach as he split her cunt. With the grey thong pulled to one side and resting naughtily on a thick asscheek, he had free access to her insane holes.

"Unngh~! Unngh! Uhhgg~!" The erotic wet squelches of her soaked pussy were a delicious accompaniment to the bass of their thighs clapping together and the tenor of her moaning voice. "Ugh- Yes! You like that baby, you like fucking me deep like that?!"

"Ughhh~!" He groaned as she threw her ass back for him. "Yeah, fuck- This feels incredible... You feel-"

"Am I better than her?! Tell me I'm better! Hhnnngh~!"

"Way better! She could never get me like this!" His fingers gripped her waist tighter, that soft exterior to the toned muscle beneath bending for him as he drilled her harder. Her hot, sweaty form was just absurdly hot and left him desperate to please the goddess. The delirium-inducing clench his words brought from her hole pushed the teen further. "Everything about you is just so much better than her!"

"Unnggghh~!!" She screamed, her arms holding her up as her huge milkers swung loudly, almost cruelly drawing attention to how perfect they were compared to Lisa. Her thighs flexed as she bounced her booty into his lap and he was treated to the sight of her angling herself a bit, her arm pushing across over the passed out girl's face. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me better than you've ever given it to her! I want her to see how worthless she is compared to me!"

"Fuck, Mom!" Noah slid one hand up her slender back and circled around to greedily squeeze her soft, succulent tits. His back arched a bit and he powerfully slammed his inches into her quivering, hot cunt as she rolled her hips for him. "You're so fucking good! Come on! Take this dick! Ugh~! Take it!"

"Can you hear that, you stupid bitch...?" Her wide hips slowed, choosing to let him plow her, as her voice dropped a few decibels to a harsh whisper. The horny blonde looked to her, his cum-filled balls simmering, and groaned as he realised she was taunting his fiancee. "He chose me."

His hips and muscles flexed with animal desire, watching the nasty tale unfold. Fuck, he needed to ruin the dirty, filthy bitch.

"UNNGH~!! Fuckkk...!" His milf mom screamed at the girl. "He chose me, you ugly flat-chested slut! You never deserved him and now he's mine!!!"

"Holy shit~!" The ripped teen shuddered as Savannah dropped low to Lisa's ear, her huge chest literally smacking the girl in the face, as Noah fucked her in a crude doggy. His every thrust pushed her body forward, clattering into Lisa, while sending a tantalising ripple through her naughty figure. His balls twitched and roared at him, dying to release a thick load for her as a reward for the betrayal. Releasing that soft breast, the blonde grabbed her hips again and jackhammered Savannah, busting her slick, inner walls with his rock hard shaft and relished the descent into madness which came.

"UGGH!! Fu-! He loves my pussy more than you, did you know that, you stupid whore?! Isn't that right baby?"

"YES!" He just about managed, the filth of the situation making it hard for him to do much beyond grit his teeth. His fat-assed mom threw herself back at him, her cheeks clapping in a POV of backshots that he was sure was unrivalled, as they worked together to bring him almost out of her entirely each time before burying himself to the hilt. "Fuck yes! God, this fucking ass alone beats my whole relationship with her!"

"HNNGHH~~!!" His hips crashed against hers and his mom howled in the hotel room, her arms giving way and dropping her onto the bed as she quaked from an all consuming orgasm. The blonde rode her climax with her, mesmerised by the way her cunt massaged him with each crashing wave. It had been close for him too, the raunchy situation nearly sending him over. Worse still, seeing his mom break again only this time from him degrading Lisa was a villainous power he knew could never be sealed again.

The blonde squeezed her ass slowly, letting her recover as his thoughts went dark with satisfaction, until eventually he heard her moan again.

"Hmmm...!" Savannah mewled, shaking her butt for him rewardingly and treating him to a sight of her puckered, perfect asshole too. Fuck. As if on the same wavelength as him, she opted for the ultimate betrayal suggestion. "You're so bad for fucking me right here, you know that?"

"It's your fault!" She wanted more. She could handle more. He knew it. Grabbing her arms and tugging them behind her to hold her up, the blonde began pumping her with his cock again, blisteringly fast. The extra lubricant from her cumming served as a slide to let him pound her mercilessly and he took full advantage. "You're way too fucking slutty to turn down! God, this body and your nasty little tongue...!"

"Oh, I can tell, baby. You feel so big in me right now!" She was loving every second, her words coming with a clear smile at her face even as she faced away from him. "I knew you wanted this from the very beginning..."

"Yeah?" He gripped her wrists tighter, his over-sensitive dick quickly reaching its end.

"Uh huh. From the very first time she came over, you were looking at me. You wanted me to notice." Her vice-like pussy gripped every bit of him so hungrily, kneading his shaft with wet squeezes which drove him wild.

"Ugh. UGh. Ugh~!"

"You wanted me. Not her."

"..." His muscles flexed, burning now from the exertion.

"You-Unngh! You wanted this from the start. Me, bent over and moaning like a whore for you!"

"Yeah?"

"Yes, baby... Oooh~! Yeah, that spot right there...!" Her arms pushed her up as she threw her head back, her soft hair swinging distractingly. "You wanted this and now you're getting it. Fucking your mom in front of your little girlfriend. What a naughty boy you are!"

"UGH~!" His head was on fire, in awe at the succubus who was treating him to a side he'd never even considered a week ago. He thought he'd seen everything from her last night but this was incredible too.

"I guess you liked her at some point but you definitely noticed how small she is..." Noah slammed his cock as deep as he could into her, driving her into the bed and dangerously close to knocking Lisa but he couldn't stop. His mom looked too good, sounded too good, felt too good. "I mean, what is she really? Like an A-cup- ugfff~! O-Or maybe she doesn't need to bother with bras for tits that small?!"

She laughed cruelly, angling herself so her huge rack clapped and jiggled above Lisa's face. Her perfect pink nipples could have almost been poking his fiancee but Noah didn't care. It was so hot to see her massive jugs from behind, so impressive that he had to brace himself just to hold on.

"You know mine are F-cups, right?"

"Fuckkk Mom, you're not making this easy!" Noah groaned gutturally, his entire essence wanting so badly to paint the insides of the temptress wrapped around him.

"Hnngh...!" She squealed delightedly, relishing the fact she was able to affect him so much, while Noah became acutely aware that as he held her up, his own orgasm would lead to a potentially disastrous awakening for his fiancee if he dropped her. "You did. You want nothing more than to bury your face in my huge tits and to suck on them!"
"Ugghhh~! Stop- I'm gonna-"

"Cum."

"Shit, seriously- Stop-"

"Cum on my tits, baby."

"ARRRGHH~!" Noah roared, uncaring as he dropped her, sliding his girth from her grippy lips, and jacking off his massive, throbbing dick. The teen managed to hold on just long enough for her to extract herself from above Lisa and get onto her knees for him. "UHHHHH!!!"

"Drain that big, thick monster for me, baby...!" At just the right height, with her gorgeous face and twins on full show, the teen didn't need much encouragement but her sultry voice and dirty talk did help.

"Fuckkkk~!" The first load jettisoned at a furious speed, a white blur which splattered across her right breast and ricocheted onto her neck. His hog pulsed and the second fired off, arcing wider to follow the valley of her chest. The third came without a pause, as he barely succeeded in aiming for the left nipple. His seed gladly took place on it, dripping from her areola and firm pink tips as he rifled the fourth spurt into her cleavage directly. "Ohhhshiiiitt!"

"Cum all over me, baby! Show her that I'm yours...!" Her head leaned back a bit as her hands lifted those huge jugs for him and Noah caught a second wind. Another series of smaller but equally thick splurts of cum plastered her tits until he finally pushed his dick against her right breast and oozed the remnants right onto her pink areola. Bending his knees a little, all of the blonde's fatigue was gone as he watched her tight nipple coated white.

Fuck, this was heaven.

~oOo~



Savannah was in heaven. Bouncing her melons a little, she marvelled at the additional weight of his creamy seed. All her life they'd caused issues. As a girl, she'd been embarrassed into hiding them and doubting herself while, as a woman, she'd had women hate her for them and men gawk lecherously. Now, as she pulled them apart and watched the strands of semen connecting them bow sightly, she knew this was what they'd been for. As good as they made her feel, to use them like this with Noah was why she'd been so well endowed. She'd shivered just feeling him unload onto her, giving him the perfect canvas and making herself feel so incredibly hot in doing so.

"God damn, these things are just..." Noah slapped his half-hard dick wetly against her chest, delighting in the way it made his cum splash her neck. Savannah just chuckled a little at his raspy breathy tone. They'd actually fucked on top of the bitch. And it wasn't some quiet, desperate affair, they'd fucked. Loud and arrogantly, she'd taken everything the skinny whore could ever want and Noah had moaned powerfully throughout. She was so impressed with him. "I mean, I know I said they're pornstar tits but damn... Maybe we should film something?"

"A little sex tape?" His slackened jaw told her that he very much liked hearing her say that, let alone agree to it. "Sounds hot."

"So fucking hot..." He nodded eagerly, firing her a boyish grin.

"'Milf takes thick cock and thicker load'?" She offered a conventional porn film title with a little grin, breathing softly in the post-sex haze.

"I was thinking more like OnlyFans..." She stared up at him, only vaguely familiar with the platform though Kendra had gushed about it before. The smug little grin he sported let her know that he had some very naughty ideas for what they could do already and she found herself giggling at him. "A bit like what we did last night..."

"How about a shower and we can talk about it...?" Her fingers found her mouth, the trickle of jizz being swallowed before she began to stand. White spatters were everywhere in a pure showcase of his potency. "God, you cum so much..."

He just laughed as they both finally turned to the knocked out girl on the bed. There was a bubble of semen on her top, a stray which she'd been lucky to get but Noah's laughter stopped all the same.

"I should probably clean that up."

"No." Her stud son looked at her as she grabbed his wrist. "We're going to take a shower."

They walked together and he didn't spare another look at the disgraced whore.

~oOo~



Tim stepped into the shower shakily, the water began to run and his fingers drummed the tiles as the warmth began to come through, granting him a brief respite from the horrific aching. The blonde stood still for a while, simply letting the steamy liquid wash him until he felt able to turn to the products, and there he felt a sharp, violent memory stab through him.

"..." The vision of the shower, the shadow of Savannah and the sounds of her satisfied moans over the running water. It was insanity. There had to be something to explain it. There was no way he was remembering it right. Tim awkwardly lifted the soap and began to rub himself down, pausing at his crotch. That absurdly big thing casting a shadow on the shower curtain before pushing its way into his wife appeared in his mind. It was gargantuan compared to him. Noah was blessed, he knew that, but it was exaggerated surely. Part of the drink-induced nightmare.

That had to be it. A nightmare. A sick, twisted nightmare that had come from the argumentative atmosphere that Noah's fiancee had created.

"That's it..."

~oOo~



Savannah sauntered through to VIP section of the hotel pool, feeling incredibly good about life as she was greeted by the young pool attendant. Wearing a short, ribbed, cotton dress which buttoned up at the front, she noted the way the girl gawked at her body stretching the fabric to contain her curves, watched the way Savannah bounced as she walked, the way the buttons weren't done up all the way up and instead left a deep canyon of cleavage.

The girl stared at Noah too. Biting her lip after she thought Savannah wasn't looking as she looked him up and down. Wearing his own linen shirt and some shorts, it was his lean, fit body which stood out along with the confidence with which he carried himself. Behind the sunglasses, her son was cool and collected. He'd paid the girl for access without even asking the price and they were now on their way to a private section to stay for as long as they wanted.

Still, out of everything, the attendant's eyes lingered on the way Noah's hand held her ass.

"She liked the view, huh?" Her stud lover grinned, pawing at her butt exaggeratedly as they began to walk away from her. "I guess you're hard to ignore."

"Get used to it, baby... This is us now." She looked up at him meaningfully before he smiled a bit wider, unfazed by her attitude. They walked a bit towards the sun loungers, their view a shimmering spectacle of the morning cityscape, the sea and nothing else. With it being relatively early, only breakfast and their dawn fun having taken place, the pool was empty and they were rewarded by their pick of the place. The side bar was staffed by a single older man who merely nodded at them as they approached two loungers.

"It's gorgeous..." Noah remarked softly, gazing out at the view as he took her to the edge of the pool. Her arms wrapped around his arm as she pressed herself into him a bit and she took it in more comfortably. She was at the end of her long wait. She had earned this.

"It's great..." Eventually, the sea breeze and the sun had been appreciated enough and they moved to their loungers, sharing a single look as they took a seat. Last time they'd been at one of these had been a raunchy, sneaky showcase of just how much they wanted each other after all. This time, she lay back comfortably as the attendant showed up to take their orders.

"Sangria."

"I'll have the same." Noah gripped his lounger and pulled it right next to hers, earning a little amused grin from her to match his cheeky smile. He lay down and his hand came across the small gap between them, finding her leg and caressing it nonchalantly. With the hem of her white cotton dress shifted up, he was quick to circle into her inner thigh and tease slow shapes with his fingertips. Placing her hand on his, she sipped her fresh sangria and he responded by twisting his wrist to intertwine his fingers with hers.

It was bliss.

~oOo~



Tim left the shower after who knew how long, his head still rough and his nose streaming as his body seemed keen to evacuate all the toxic things he'd put in it the night before. With the steam turning the entire bathroom white, he stumbled out in the towel, glad the door hadn't opened to bring Lisa back in. He couldn't see her before he spoke to Savannah.

Reaching the bed, he spotted his own clothes which were covered in yellowing puke. Gagging a bit at the sight, the man tried to think through his next steps. Clothes, food and then his wife. That made sense. Right? Clothes came first but he would need to go get them.

BZZT!

"Uggh...!" He groaned slowly through a scratchy throat. His phone. Shit. Tim grabbed his phone from inside of his pants and sat on the floor for safety as he began to go through it. There were calls and messages to his friends and Noah and Savannah of course. But there was more. "...Fuck."

~oOo~



"So..." Noah finally broached the subject which had been on his mind for a while. It was a bit selfish of him, but he was so curious it hurt. "The video?"

"Yeah..." His milf mom gazed at him from above her designer sunglasses which sat further down on her nose to make her look incredibly wealthy. Her plump, glistening pink lips pressed together to suck on her sangria but didn't bother to give him anything more after she was done.

"So..." He stared at her as a small nudge but the growing smirk on her face told him she wanted him to ask her. Properly. "Did you really send it to your friends? Like Mrs. Y?"

"Of course you're asking about Kendra." Savannah rolled her eyes, prompting him to lean up and rub her leg in placation.

"No no, come on, you know what I mean..." His smokeshow partner took a moment but finally that smirk gave way and she let him into the outcome of their filthy little video.

"They got it."

"And...?"

"And what?" She giggled.

"And, what did they say?" He huffed impatiently. "I've not had a single thing come to me about it but they must have said something to you? I mean, the Instagram stuff was pretty bold too but it's not everyday you get a video of your friend taking a cumshot to the face."

"Come here."

~oOo~



Savannah angled herself a little so that Noah could edge onto her lounger a little, pushing his head into the crook of her neck and wrapping his left arm around her stomach, as they both looked at her phone.

"We've got a little group thing..." The pale-eyed babe began to explain. "It's just for fun. But..."

She glanced at him quickly and found the delicious-smelling teen hooked on her words. Cute.

"Sometimes we send other stuff."

"Damn..." His tone was breathy as he was probably guessing at the conclusion.

"Nina started it off actually. She sent us a video of her playing with herself 'accidentally' once." He was clearly surprised by that. Nina was pretty abrasive in her exterior impression and Savannah was sure Noah hadn't thought of the woman as being sexual in nature at all until now. "Things got a bit carried away after that, Kendra is especially notorious for sending home videos."

"No way, with Mr. M?" Savannah gave him a look to which the stud laughed.

"Right, that makes way more sense."

"I've never sent anything before, though they aren't shy about asking." She could see his chest puff up at that. The cocky brash attitude deep within him springing up a bit but he remained quiet for her. "Here."

~oOo~



Noah glanced around them quickly first. Satisfied they were still the only people around, he clicked play on that video in the group chat. Deep, throaty groans, soft, encouraging moans and the slick, wet faps sounded as the camera moved a bit shakily to keep his stunning mom in frame.

"Fuck..." He hissed, feeling his body begin to heat up. She looked so incredibly hot. Sexed-up beyond belief, with wild eyes that were almost yearning for him, she stared at him and, through that, the camera too. The video looked and sounded hotter than anything he could have imagined. The camera in that dimly lit room caught her massive tits, her lolling tongue and her arresting stare along with the way his shaft pulsed and pumped and throbbed. All building to the nasty way they spoke to one another.

"This is my favourite bit..." Her voice was breathy in his ear as they watched together.

In the clip, she submitted to him, while maintaining control like some sort of slutty witch, and then, he was absolutely drowning her. The phone lost stability but somehow that made the capture even more vivid. His incredible, spine-tingling pleasure was clear as was the sinful pleasure Savannah felt in having him nut on her face. As the scene closed out, Noah could feel himself stiffen and his succubus mom's adoring gaze didn't help matters. Pushing himself, the blonde refocused on his initial question.

"What did they say...?"

The navy-haired beauty clicked off the video and began to scroll slowly.

Kendra: Call me. Now. x

Kendra: Savannah, I'm serious! Call me right fucking now!

Kendra: Look at your texts x

Nina: Holy shit. Savannah, is that Noah with you?!

Kendra: Of course it's Noah, Nina. Are you seeing that huge load? God, there's only one stud giving Savannah a facial like that x

Nina: Hon, are you sure about this?

Kendra: Don't be so boring, bitch.

Kendra: Babe, look at your texts. I'm begging! X

Savannah: I'm going to sleep.

Kendra: Don't you fucking dare!

Kendra: Savannah! I swear I will get on a plane right now!

Kendra: God, I've watched this like twenty times already... x

"Texts?" Noah looked to his mom and found her with a resigned but mildly annoyed expression on her face. He knew this wasn't something to push too much.

"She sent me some... suggestions. Don't be an ass." She smacked his leg as he failed to hide the smug grin which appeared. "You're mine and I'm not sharing."

"Right, right...No, I know, I'm just... You know, a bit shocked by this stuff. You and your friends were always like a fantasy for us guys when we were younger, you know...?"

"...fine." She tutted at him, before scrolling to the final few messages. They'd come in the early morning as opposed to 2am the night before, and these were the ones which really blew his mind.

Victoria: Oh my god, is that really Noah?

Victoria: Those pictures were pretty out there but I didn't think you'd actually have sex with him.

Victoria: Does Lisa know?

Victoria: Wow he cums a lot doesn't he?

"No way... She knows and she didn't tell Lisa." His view on what he thought was a healthy mother-daughter relationship was thrown completely.

"Nope." Savannah smiled so widely, he thought her cheeks would hurt. The hot, sweaty sex they'd had all night long was known to all of his mom's milf friends and yet, not one had told his fiancee. Every single one of them had kept it silent. Nina and Kendra he could understand but Victoria.

"Damn, Mrs. P..."

~oOo~



Savannah was beaming at the revelation hitting her baby. She knew that he would love the ego boost from seeing the messages but at the same time she knew it would help her to reveal what was another piece of the puzzle.

"I told you baby, that girl is a bitch. No one who knows her actually likes her. It was all an act around you to make her seem perfect."

"I..." His words failed him but Noah continued to stare at the message. "Guess Victoria would know her best, right?"

"Exactly." The busty woman reinforced, grabbing her phone back and then teasing an idea in her head. "Why don't we send them a thank you?"

"Oh? Thought you didn't want to share...?" His teasing smile brought a low scoff from her.

"Figure we're in paradise right now, the sun is out and the sangria is flowing. I'm not about to let them have you but a picture, something just for them, as a little reward." The idea developed further as she spoke and Savannah found herself certain this was a fun choice.

"Sure." He twisted his body almost immediately, adjusting his position to allow her to press up against him a bit as she turned to lay on her stomach. With his hot, hard shape resting on his right arm, one hand on her ass, and her back arched to show off her F-cups in their fullest, Savannah made sure to leave just enough of an angle to catch the thick bulge at his shorts and clicked a series of pictures.

~oOo~



Tim managed to ignore the look the receptionist gave him as she walked past him. Her eyes were briefly on him, on his hungover, damaged look, but somehow her gaze had pitied him even more than just that. His head throbbed as he struggled to remember what may have happened. As his head pushed an image of his wife stumbling out of a taxi, tugging her tight, low-cut dress down and pulling the top up again as she entered the reception with Noah. The receptionist would have seen it. Seen them check in as a family and yet, see the clear signs that mom and son were not exactly sharing a familial relationship. The girl's eyes pitied him but he ignored it.

He needed to see Ohara immediately. He had to, despite how much he wanted to go to Savannah, he had no choice. Three texts were all it had taken, after months of prep and countless hours, three texts could ruin everything. Rushing to the lounge, he texted her again, assuring her that he was on the way to her and could explain everything.

His weak body carried him, desperation fuelling him where everything else was empty.

The older man arrived at the lounge and glanced to the VIP section. The girl there looked at him, seeing his panicked stare, and braced as he rushed over, stumbling a little as he did.

"Did Ohara Minazuki come through here?"

"Good Morning, Sir. I wouldn't be able to confirm. Can I ask who you are, first?"

"Tim Jones, I'm a guest." He rushed out, glancing past the girl to see a few bodies further in. One of them must have been Ohara.

"Mr. Jones. Thank you. I believe you have been added to Mrs. Minazuki's cohort. Go right on-"

"Great." Tim brushed her aside as he charged through breathlessly. How could he have been so stupid? Texting a client drunk was a rookie mistake. Fuck. Catching sight of her at the bar, her perfectly set hair told him it was his VVIP, and he single-mindedly headed for her. A group leaned over and spoke to her and she turned, making his heart beat faster. She looked annoyed.

"Tim."

"Ohara. I'm so so sorry, I can explain-"

"Dad?" Tim snapped his head to the right of his client and found Noah looking back at him. Tim's eyes trailed automatically and he found Savannah sitting there as well.

"Noah? Hina-"

"You're late." Ohara scolded him firmly, her tone sharp in his ears as he lowered his head a touch and returned his focus to her. His mind was scattered. "What the hell do you have to say for yourself, huh?"

"I-"

"Didn't I explain to your little firm that I needed perfect discretion and control? Do you think your little texts from yesterday give me any confidence in your abilities? Going out and getting embarrassingly drunk... It's pathetic."

"Ohara, if I can just-"

"Don't bother." Tim raised his head and flinched as she turned to Noah. "Maybe you could do better, boy. If I have to do everything myself, I might as well have something to improve the view."

"Oh, I couldn't..." Noah chuckled, spinning his drink in his hand, and seeming so at ease. "This stuff bores me to death. Besides, I'm planning on a new venture with Mom."
"Yes... So you do actually work, Savannah?"

"When I want to."

"Charming."

"Believe me, what we'll be doing is guaranteed money and pretty fun." Noah cut through the sparks flying between the women easily, and Tim saw his right arm encircle Savannah's waist, his fingers resting on her hips and presenting a sort of united front. He could only think one thing. What venture?

"Oh, I suppose it can't be any worse than some of the clowns I have to put up with. If you ever decide to show real ambition, let me know." The older woman leaned over to Noah, placing a hand on his shorts and lingering there for a while as she waited. "I'll look after you."

"I'm fine with what I've got thanks." The high-powered VVIP's face flexed into a brief frown as Tim stood there a little paralysed. He'd come to talk about the texts and somehow he was now a bystander to the trio's awkward energy. Ohara's hand retracted while Savannah's came across Noah's lap.

"So how are you going to fix this, Tim?"

"Huh? Oh... err." He hesitated. "I think we just need to talk things over. I can deliver on this. I know that-"

"I'm not some airhead bimbo, Tim. I'm not going to fall for a bunch of nonsense. I need action."

"Errm... Right." He flinched. He hadn't prepared for this. His mind was so twisted with different thoughts. The mistake. Ohara's demands. Noah's stature. Savannah's attitude. What was the right choice? What could he do correctly? So many questions he couldn't choose.

"Why don't you go to the meeting room?" Noah's confident suggestion tore through the faltering silence from Tim. "There's one in the hotel which you can book for small gatherings. If you're having problems with your deal or whatever, you can discuss it there?"

"No." The words slipped from Tim's mouth, earning a look from Ohara. "No, I need to-"

"That's an idea. I could call the partners there and you can explain it to them directly."

"I- Ohara, I think it would be better to-"

"Let's go with that idea."

"Why don't you head to the counter and ask?" The young blonde shifted the position naturally and then smirked. "I think we've got to have a little talk before your meeting anyway. That's why his head's not in the right place, right Dad?"

"Right." Ohara stood, revealing her ostentatious gold one piece and the overly tight crimps which enveloped her body, and then she was gone, leaving him with the two he was so uncertain of.

"Drink?"

~oOo~



Savannah offered almost gleefully, smiling innocently as she watched Tim's face physically recoil at the suggestion. Her husband was a wreck, his face haggard, his eyes haunted and his clothes dishevelled while Noah was so cool and collected as her baby faced the man whose wife he'd taken.

"No, I had way too much last night... I err..."

"Looks like it. What did you do, Dad? She seems pissed at you." Noah chimed in naturally, digging at his dad's failure.

"No, I'm the one who did everything. The texts are just..."

"You texted your VIP drunk?" Savannah came in next, exaggerating the disbelief in her voice and delighting in the way Tim seemed to hesitate. Unlike Noah, Tim put his clients above her everytime and to hear he'd screwed it up without her ever doing anything was hilarious. Noah certainly seemed to think so, laughing almost cruelly and then offering his own drink. Throughout, her son's hand never left her waist.

"Maybe you really should have a drink. How are you gonna manage this?"

"...Listen, I err... Yesterday, I was really drunk."

"Yeah, I could tell. You were a mess." Noah continued to laugh nonchalantly.

"But I didn't black out or anything."

"Well, that's something I guess..."

"And..." Tim barrelled on, throwing the words out as they formed, his head dropping lower and lower so he was almost staring at the floor in disbelief.. "After I got back here, I came to the room and..."

"And...?" Savannah pushed.

"And I saw something. The bed, the mess and the shower..." He raised his gaze to her, his blues on her violets. "What...? What happened...? I was so drunk that I almost feel like I was seeing things but for a bit, I almost thought you and Noah were..."

"Fucking?" She finished for him.

"..." Her mouth curled and her hand found Noah's chest as he went for the kill.

"Mom and I fucked last night, Dad."

"...what?"

The selfish loser who was so blind to everything except his own pointless career was slapped in the face with the full truth and she ate up every second of the reveal she'd loosely planned with her stud son. With no pointers given for dialogue, she was able to enjoy the deliciously evil, dirty, nasty words that came from his tongue.

~oOo~



"Well..." Noah laughed cockily, turning to Savannah as she dreamily stroked his firm chest.. "Last night and this morning."

"..."

"We fucked a lot. Mom's a freak." Tim's head pounded and his mindset struggled to process the words. All the things he'd seen, all the things he'd heard, he'd been assured by his wife that they were nothing of note. But, Noah just kept talking, his own hand disappearing behind Savannah to presumably feel up her ass. "We went at it a few times before you got back and interrupted us in the shower.

"You slept together...?" Tim looked to his wife and his breath hitched at the sight of her cold, cutting stare.

"I told you not to come inside."

"Mom actually texted you, Dad, wasn't it obvious what we were doing...?"

"No..." He whispered, unable to look his wife in the eye and settling at her cleavage.

"Wow..." Noah laughed. "Well, you came back early and so you saw me and Mom in the shower. We were just about done too but her ass is so fucking big, I couldn't help myself."

"Savannah, he's just a kid... Our kid... Did you really throw everything away for-"

"He's a man, Tim. A real man." She dropped her hand from his leg to his inner thigh and gripped a snaking bulge pointedly. "Look, this doesn't need to be difficult."

"Difficult?! You're fucking our son!" Tim's voice was hoarse as he tried to yell and largely failed. His emotions were a storm of every negative feeling he could manage and yet he felt frozen. Iced over as his wife and son began to cut into him.

"Our relationship has changed."

"Pfft." Noah smugly laughed. "Is that what you want to call it, Mom?"

"I told you no one else deserved him." Tim couldn't process anything. Even breathing had become manual as he forced air in and out. "We're perfect for each other."

"You can't-"

"We already have." Noah cut him off. "You're busy climbing that ladder, Dad. So climb. I'll take care of Mom..."

Savannah giggled. She fucking giggled. Like a schoolgirl with a crush. Tim would have laughed if it wasn't proof that the massive weapon his son was packing has been pounding his wife's holes and that all the odd teasing had been genuine flirting and foreplay. He couldn't say anything.

"I think you'd better go after Ohara now?" The teen stared at him disinterestedly, and Savannah began to whisper in his ear, taking the focus away from him. They almost forgot about him. He faded into the background.

"..."

"Go, Tim. Me and Noah are going to go shopping now for a few things. Don't come back for a few hours."

"...right." He was defeated.

~oOo~



Noah held a depraved thrill as his milf mom pushed her huge chest out and stroked his shaft. As long as they were together, they could do anything. This was proof if the morning hadn't been enough. They were made for this. Two seconds with the bitchy VVIP had shown him how much his lover had been forced to put up with and he took glee in shooing the pruny old bag away. Still, it was bragging openly about banging his mom which had been the best feeling.

With all the covers gone, he was able to simply revel in the power of having outperformed Tim in every single way. Able to nonchalantly talk about the nasty, filthy things he had done with here. And it was amazing. God, he loved it. The teasing before had been a small taste in comparison to the deluge of superiority that came from this.

As his loser Dad stomped away, Noah turned to Savannah and smirked.

"That. Was. Incredible." She beamed back at him, massaging his chest as they began to lean in. A slow, sensual melding of lips followed as he roamed her long legs, before he pulled back.

"We're definitely doing more of that."

~oOo~



An hour later, Tim left the meeting room like a zombie. Ohara was still complaining at him and mocking his weak ideas for how they could repair things but ultimately, he couldn't focus on any of it. Savannah was cheating on him. The rocky period where he had been frozen out of the bedroom hadn't been a blip. When had it all started? When should he have realised that things were heading here? What was he going to do now?

"Are you listening?!" Ohara shrilly called out to him as Tim realised they had made it to her room. The Ocean suite, one of the most expensive ones here. The door came open as he nodded demurely. "We'll only get one shot at this. Fix it and you'll go back to your team a star. Screw it up and believe me, the partners will destroy your whole firm."

"Okay." He nodded as she began to pull her laptop out.

"Was that your son earlier?" Tim blinked at her strange question. "He's... interesting."

"...He's engaged."

"What?" She sneered. "At his age? That'll last..."

"I got married at twenty."

"My point exactly." She clicked onto the call and it began to ring.

"Remember, this is all you need to focus on. Nothing but this." He felt a sort of calm come over him as Ohara spoke more slowly. "This is your role. You need to do this and only this. Forget everything and perform now."

My role.

"Okay?"

My life.

The older blonde built up his nerve and rallied a little. He just needed to focus on work. That was it. Nothing but this. Everything he'd worked so hard for was here. He just needed to succeed. And he would.

"Yeah."

~oOo~



Noah entered the adult shop with a new perspective. Where before, he'd come in to make jokes and tease, now he felt like a man. He walked in step with Savannah, strolling around the shop as they looked at the huge variety of expensive lingerie.

"This place is giving me all kinds of ideas..." The blue-eyed teen nudged his partner, pointing her towards a strap-heavy black set which served to wrap the body up almost like a bow.

"Trust me, baby. This is nothing." Savannah replied coolly, continuing to walk, as they were approached by a woman attendant.

"Hi there, welcome. How are you doing today?" She was extremely dolled up but very attractive, with green eyes and lustrous brown hair which was tied back in a high ponytail. Her outfit was curated by the store it seemed, more negligee than clothes, with a sort of half-tank half-crop top which was overlaid with a long-sleeved mesh crew neck. The bottoms were a kind of leather skirt but it was tugged low to show off a toned stomach, a belly-button piercing and two straps around her hips.

"Fine, thanks."

"Okay, thank you."

"My name's Amy." She leaned in with practised inflection, drawing a response from them naturally.

"Noah."

"Savannah."

"Great, well is there anything I can help you with? We've got a wide selection here and there's our pleasure products and such upstairs." Her teeth were incredibly white, shimmering as her red lips parted in a poised smile. She was very professional really. Still, Noah could see her eyes sending out an unsaid signal.

"We're looking for a few toys." He led confidently, watching her eyes widen a little. For a brief moment, the employee ran her green eyes over Savannah and him. They paused at the ring on her finger.

"Of course. Well if you're ready, I can walk you up and help you out. Or you can look privately if you'd prefer." Noah turned to his mom and opened the question to her, placing his hand at the small of her back and leaning back.

"Savannah?"

"Sure, that'd be good."

"Perfect!" Savannah looked at him as the woman began to escort them, walking a few paces ahead as they whispered behind her. The teen grew more excited by the attendant's presence, somehow finding it hotter that she knew Savannah was with him. As they made it up the staircase, a different atmosphere was created. The slow, rolling music, the slight perfume in the air and the carpeted floor all worked to build a feeling of intimacy as the walls revealed cutouts with a few choice items.

"What sort of things have you considered? I can make some recommendations accordingly..."

Noah looked to his mom and she smiled in amusement before they began their lewd shopping list.

~oOo~



Noah's hands were all over her as they entered the hotel room.

"Mmph~!"

"Hmmm~!"

Her arms wrapped around his neck as he hoisted her legs up taking her off the ground. With her thick thighs and toned calves knotting behind him, they kissed sensually while his hands found their rightful place supporting her big ass. It had taken them almost three hours of careful selection and consideration, during which time his milf mom had done what felt like everything possible to keep his dick hard.

The attendant, whatever her name was, had stopped multiple times to let them kiss or grope each other as the clothes and toys brought multitudes of raunchy ideas to them. Savannah had really gotten into it too, leaving the changing room door open as she tried on a tiny little camisole. In the end, he'd paid for four bags worth of branded filth. Filth that he intended to test out with her immediately.

"Hmm~!" She sucked his bottom lip a little, moaning as she leaned back, her fingers roaming his hair casually. "You want me to try that outfit on for you now?"

"Hnngh..." He grunted, lifting her by her ass as he took steps towards the bed. With his fingers splayed to grip as much juicy booty as possible, the teen knew he only wanted one final thing.

"Or that paddle-"

"I want this ass."

"Oh."

For the briefest second, her face looked surprised, but it morphed deliciously into an arrogant, evil smile. Her lips curling in a gorgeous way.

"Give me five minutes and get the oil out."

~oOo~



Noah Rosmier-Jones lay spread on the bed, feeling like a true king. Completely naked, his muscles firm and eager, his mind racing and his cock hungry. A tower of desire, it was the only vertical thing about him as he watched the bathroom door slowly swing open. His jaw went soft as she came into view.

"Think you're ready for this, baby?"

His succubus mom stood, leaning on the arch of the doorway, nude. Her perfect, curvy body demanded worship. Her perfect, silky hair, her full, juicy lips, her filthy mouth. Her swan neck, her slender arms and that mammoth rack. Her trim, toned stomach, her wide hips and the toned legs. Her immaculate pussy. Fuck, that pussy was something truly special. But, Noah knew his goal. And he knew what she wanted too.

With the late afternoon sun casting a warm, sensual glow into the room, she shone with the hint of her oncoming tan, and he marvelled at just how lucky he really was.

"Think you can handle it, Mom?"

"..." She smiled a little, her pretty eyes alight with intent, before she began to walk over to him. Standing at the edge of the bed, she began to crawl up between his legs and paused to press the tip of her index finger against the tip of his shaft. She moved it around playfully, her soft, supple tits hanging weightily just inches away from offering him some warm comfort. "I can handle this monster just fine. Question is, can he handle getting so, so deep inside my ass?"

His dick pulsed excitedly and a bubble of precum smeared itself onto her finger. He wanted this so bad it hurt. Still, he took a calming breath and pushed back.

"You done this before?"

"Anal?" She shuffled further up, and his hands found her smooth waist as she made it up to him, her face just above his but her body keeping a safe gap from his. "A few times. Before your Dad- uhhh..."

Her face melted, the bravado dissipating for a moment, as he gripped the base of his cock and angled the tip to prod her asshole. She jumped up a little, her right hand finding his chest for support but, soon enough her hips dropped a little, pushing her tight puckered hole onto his eager cockhead again.

"Have you?" She was back to her confident self, her big, pale eyes kept his locked in despite what he knew was an unnaturally hot scene further down.

"First time."

"Virgin." She smirked and he rolled his eyes with a small grin.

"Ever had it rough?"

"No. And he was way smaller than you are."

"Good." He looked smug. "So we're both learning tonight."

~oOo~



Savannah shivered a little at his words and at the raw animal energy emanating from her man. His confidence to present her with his insanely beautiful form laying like a king on her bed, so sure that she was going to do exactly what he wanted for as long as he wanted was intoxicating. Feeling his fat cock press against her asshole was another confirmation of that. The beastly power he showcased when not even trying did something to her body no man had ever done before. Tim couldn't have even dreamed of it.

"Come up here." His hands at her waist pulled and the milf mom gladly shuffled herself forwards with a naughty little smile on her lips. She knew what he wanted and so she firmly sat on his chest. "Hnngh..."

He growled, his face clearly not finding her little joke nearly as funny as she did, but his hands eased up anyways, dancing with her own intentions to ensure they were both on the same page.

"Oh? Did you want me to sit on your face? Did you want my ass smothering you, baby...?" She smirked at him lewdly, mocking him while getting worked up with the anticipation.

"Yeah, Mom. Come on. Let me taste-"

"Ask for 'Mommy' to sit on your face." She giggled, wiggling her hips and ass on top of him.

"Savannah." His voice was dark. "Get up here now or I fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for the rest of the vacation."

She actually trembled. Fuck, he was dangerous when he wanted to be.

"I guess..." She just about managed, getting into a low squat and moving up again. Noah's hands left her hips and circled beneath her legs as she stepped over his shoulders and all the pieces connected at once. With the practice of a married couple, she gripped the headboard and lowered her hips while her son supported her from below with two big handfuls of her butt. "Ahh... Hmmm~!"

Savannah moaned instinctively, feeling herself settle on her lover's face and drowning him completely in thick, juicy cheeks and thighs. She could imagine he was loving it too as his hands went momentarily steady and his tongue didn't leap into action. Her man was savouring this new experience and she shuddered at it too, feeling his breath puff against her pussy, asshole and the sensitive gap between all at once. Sure, he'd put his tongue in her ass before but this was so erotic it hurt. In the bask of the afternoon sun, he was caressing her, rubbing her and squeezing.

"Hnngh...!"

She couldn't ask for more.

~oOo~



Noah wanted more.

His brain was working at a million miles a second as he lay on the bed, every single inch of his face buried in Savannah's curvy body. With her ass on his mouth, her pussy at his nose and her thighs around his cheeks, he was literally in heaven. Every single bit of her smelled like pleasure, like raw, naked sex of the kind that a mere mortal shouldn't be given access to. He wanted more of her smell, more of her skin, more of her taste.

He had to, then, once he'd spent a few minutes in near darkness, being smothered by that fat ass and thick thighs, paw at her booty and begin to lap at anything he could get to.
"Ahhnn~! Ahh~ Ooooh, yes, baby, that feels good...!"

His goddess' encouraging coos were followed by her lifting her hips a tiny fraction in perfect harmony with him wanting more room to lick. Her skin, sweat and body cream made for a cocktail he drank down without hesitation.

"Hmmm~!" He moved to her slit and groaned with a slight gap allowing his voice to sneak out as he began to savour her flavour. Her absurdly delicious pussy was just as good as he'd had last time, maybe even better now he knew it was solely his and he made sure to lick long and wide to get a full palate. His dick throbbed and his balls began to work, demanding that he get inside of her now. The blonde held off, gripping her rounded cheeks and pushing a bit to get to his prize.

Savannah's asshole was like a spark to the brain.

"Hnngh~!"

"Ohhh, shiit~!"

His mom's hand slid between her chest down to him and her fingers intertwined with his hair, adding to her satisfied moans, and drove him to work harder. Parting her booty, Noah angled his chin up and ran his wet muscle across that tight ring again, feeling her tighten up as his tip paused a little at the entrance.

"Fuck, baby. Hmm... I made it all pretty for you, do you like it?"

"Ungh." He groaned, unwilling to pull away for a real response. Her ass was perfect. It was the final piece of her apparently factory-built body, completing the image of her in his head as an unparalleled pinnacle of womanliness. Her incredible rump was hiding this perfect hole which she kept perfectly clean and ready to go at a moment's notice. Noah licked her again and again, her thighs squeezing his head and her fingernails clawing his hair at times while he worked. Pouring his spit forward, he sloppily ate her ass, lubing it up in a way that told both of them that they were about to discover something truly nasty.

"Hmm... That feels amazing, baby..." Savannah's hips rocked, dragging her thick booty across his face, scrubbing it with her juices, as he kissed her hole deeply. Noah kept at it as his own body grew more and more wound up but his slutty mom was already there for him. "Hnnaahh... hold on, let me..."

She lifted herself a little, sadly sliding his hands from her ass, but the teen was treated with the view of her slick crotch lifting from him as well as her huge tits jiggling from below for a moment. As soon as it came, it went, and Savannah turned herself around, this time leaving her ass facing him and her hands finding his stomach.

"Hmmm, yeah, this is good, right~?" She lay herself down, her fingers tickling down until they gripped his shaft two-handed. A bit speechless, Noah watched her jiggly body shake as she settled into the sexy position, and then his mouth went dry as she shook her ass at him again. "Eat my ass, Noah. Come on... I'll blow you."

Slow, sensual strokes, long ropes of spit and her sultry voice became his world as Savannah began to jerk him off, using her saliva to lube him up, while her's became his heat and smell and tongue delving into and lapping at her cunt. The taste of her pussy and ass clamping on his tongue, the rush of her weight on him in the bedroom, the feel of her lips brushing against his girthy meat before licking him like a lollipop. The steady, brain melting foreplay was something he could easily lose himself to, a drug he knew he couldn't ever truly give up but there was a different high he was chasing.

While Savannah began to suckle at his leaking tip and pump his base, he knew she was pacing herself too.

"Mom...?"

"Hmmpkk~!" Her voice came with a lewd pop as his dick left her grippy lips. "Yeah... yeah..."

She spoke lustily.

"Just a minute more, you taste so good..." He smirked, rubbing her thighs and calves a little as he tried to be more goal-oriented. "Play with me a little."

She threw up another delay but he had to admit, it was pretty hot to hear her that way and he let himself push his mouth against her ass while curling a finger into her waiting pussy. Her steamy hole snatched him up, sucking him in much like her mouth did, and she gushed onto his face and chest as he teased her. But he stopped at teasing.

"Savannah... the lube."

"Hmm..." She groaned a little, a mix of disappointment, excitement and uncertainty. Lifting herself, he watched her muscles tense a little as he released her legs to grab the smallest of the four bags from the adult store. He'd laid it out while she had gotten herself ready as she wanted. Tossing the contents near to the edge of the bed but within reach, the medium sized bottle rolled out and they both looked at it together. A black, well designed logo which looked like a crest of some kind. The name was simply Glide.

Noah lifted it and first handed it down to Savannah. His body was on fire now and his body seemed to brace itself, ready to run a marathon. This would be intense.

~oOo~



Savannah lifted Noah's slick meat up at the base, appraising it and the liquid at the same time. Her own spit and his precum had made him a bit moist but this would need more. Flicking the cap off, she twisted and began to squeeze the liquid out. Agonisingly slowly, it came, drooping from the tip and landing as intended. Once a decent amount had come down, she twisted it back and without looking, pushed it out behind her. The smokeshow mom had a few moments before Noah began and took the opportunity to massage his dick, slathering the fluid up and down his thick slab all the way down to the base. She knew what was coming after all.

"Like this?" Her stud prized her left asscheek to the side and she arched her right leg to help as he pushed the nozzle of the lube into her tight backdoor.

"Yeah, baby..." She bit her lip, holding his legs as he didn't hesitate at all. A series of firm pumps and she was filled with the liquid. "Hnnghhh..."

"It looks so hot pouring out..." Noah groaned, pulling her ass apart even wider as she felt the oily lubricant coating her insides. "Fuck...!"

"Ahhn~!" Noah's thumb pressed against her rosebud, plugging her up for a moment on depraved instinct as she hummed in response.

"That's it, baby. Just give it a second. I need to be coated pretty well to take you in fully..."

"We'll take it slow..." Noah's deep voice thrummed in her ears, turning her into a puddle of feelings as she felt his loving side appear. They waited together, with her hand reaching back and his meeting her, their fingers intertwining but with no more words. This felt like a conclusion.

"Okay." She eventually announced, and he was with her immediately.

"Here..." He helped lift her from him, and, when she expected him to bend her over and pound her ass, Noah instead turned her around and their eyes connected.

"Oh..." She almost kissed him right then, unable to deal with his cute, boyish niceness. "Sure, baby..."

Straddling his waist, she leaned on him as his hand and hers locked fingers again, and then she reached behind her to position him at her butt.

"Ready?"

~oOo~



"Hnnnn!"

"Uhhh~!"

Noah groaned deeply as his milf partner hissed. The tight ring pressed against his tip and, as she began to push down in the controlled fashion, her ass only barely parted to let his cockhead in.

"Hnnghhhh.... Uffff, you're so fucking big...!" Her voice was harsh and breathy as she squeezed the life out of him.

"..." Noah grit his teeth, and squeezed her hand, putting his free hand on her waist for support, but could only barely avoid caving himself.

"...ufffsss~!" Savannah took a half breath and pushed her hips back again. She was almost lying on him and sliding back was allowing his rock hard shaft to slowly penetrate her. Her eyes were a bit vacant, her lips ajar, as she seemed to be concentrating so heavily on him entering her. She'd never looked so sexy. "Uggh...!"

"Shitttt, Savannah, you're so tight...!" Noah moaned up at her as what felt like half of his dick was being clamped on with vice like strength. Her ring, being forced through, resisted her but his mom was the one who wanted it and she was determined. With a few more moments of slow but steady pushing, her hips touched his and she huffed in exhausted strain. Sitting up after another long pause, she was back to her confident, womanly self.

"I love you." Noah didn't mince his words.

"I love you too..." He stared up at her with wide eyes, his woman, so full of him, giving him so much pleasure and yet so strong and confident still. Her face, pink and with strands of hair just catching against her dampening skin, looked picturesque. Nothing more mattered. Whatever the consequences, whatever the fallout. He'd handle it all.

"Think I can move now?" She bit her full lips and nodded, squeezing her own jugs with one hand to add to her pleasure as she accommodated his thick intruder. The other remained on his stomach, as he slithered his hands to her hips, around them and gripped the bottoms of her thighs. Lifting a little, while pushing himself into the bed, he felt his slippery weapon pull a little against the immense hold of her asshole. He barely even budged. "Fuck~!"

Pushing again, Noah angled himself a bit more and this time pulled two inches from her.

"Ohhhh~!" Savannah mewled, letting out a cum-churning noise which he loved. He pushed back again and slid another few inches at which point he began to push back in.

"Ugh..."

"Hnnnggh~!"

They sang together, their bodies connecting in a new way as he slowly used her lubed up ass to break the sanctity of their relationship. Her ass landed on him with a distinctly sticky slapping noise as the oily liquid smacked between their skin. The smell of her was everywhere and soon he was able to push four inches of meat in and out of her with a steady pace.

"Hnngh, baby, fuck me. Fuck me like that...!"

"You're so beautiful right now, Mom. You are amazing...!" Noah encouraged while his own body fired on all cylinders. Every single inch of him was on edge, desperate to make this last while some of his own survival instincts were panicking, demanding he care for his excessively fast heart rate. She felt so good wrapped around him and watching her body bounce, lewd ripples flowing through her F-cup titties, he couldn't stop.

He fucked her ass for a long while, varying his strokes and letting her bounce on him, until he felt his balls seeking release.

"Savannah." He grunted.

"Let's move a bit, Noah." Knowing him, she laid onto him fully, their bodies melting together and he rolled her over. With her lying on the bed, Noah pressed his arms at either side and she curled up a bit. "Ohhh~!"

Her big, beautiful eyes stared at him in wonder as her mouth gaped, his meat pressing into her and splitting her asshole once again only to let it sit there for a moment as he soothed his hunger.

"I never want this to end..." Her voice was quiet but firm. Almost dreamy in tone but so sure of itself.

"Me neither..." Noah offered, his own sense of self sure this was his path in life.

"Hahh..." She sighed lustily, reaching up to wrap one arm around his neck, one to play with her soaked pussy and breathing a final request. "Give it to me deep, baby. Show me just how much you want me..."

Noah nodded, twisting to kiss her arm, and slowly sliding himself out to the tip. With a measured, consistent push, he thrust back in, hilting himself in her and watched her eyes flutter and roll back.

"Hnnngh~!" He did it again. "Ohhhh~!"

"Ungh!" Again.

"Hnnggg~! Hmmmmnn~! Uhhh~~!"

"Ugh. Ugh! Unngh!"

Again and again and again, never relenting, he speared her asshole wide again and again as his partner twitched and shuddered and shivered in astounding pleasure. As good as this was for him, Savannah seemed to be on cloud nine, her grip with reality going as he fucked her. Her head lay back, her arm only barely still holding him as he churned her insides from the back. The lyrics of their song were deep and meaningful and meant for a slow dance. The final chorus came not with a loud crash then but a gentle crescendo.

"NOAH~~!!!" Savannah screamed his name as she came. Nothing more, nothing less. She called out for him as she collapsed in reverent climax. The quaking, trembling vibrations only added to the clutching embrace of her butt and the blonde teen only managed to wait a few more moments more. Still, his tempo never changed. Even as his milf lover was orgasming on him, his hips slowly slammed deep and hard. Her mouth fell and her head went in the post-orgasm sensitivity broke her.

It was only then that Noah let himself give in and felt the waves take over him.

"UNNGGHH~~!" Growling, his body pulsed and huge, potent sprays of semen exploded into her as he purposefully filled her up to the hilt. Groaning and moaning, the teen continued to load Savannah up with thick cum as her strength finally gave way too, causing her to flop onto the bed.

Leaning back, the teen huffed and panted, but knew his own desire, his eyes needing to see two sights.

"Hnngh..." His mom moaned incoherently, just looking at him with that well-fucked look in her eyes. Noah held her legs at the calf and pushed back, keeping her in the position he'd had her as his slippery cock unsheathed itself. "Ahh~!"

"Fuck, that's it... Oh..." The wet, sloppy mess of oily lube, their juices and most importantly, his glutinous cum pouring languidly from her asshole was everything he knew it would be. "Squeeze that ass for me..."

Her asshole, gaping from his enormous girth, winked at him a few times, with each squeeze of her muscles pushing a bit more of his white seed out.

"Ugh..." Noah grunted appreciatively at her and then looked over his equally messy crotch and dick. Letting go of her legs, he let the monster within him take control, and moved up the bed.

~oOo~



Savannah was in love. This man. Her son. He was a god. Nothing could convince her otherwise and she would do anything to keep him. Laying back and watching him admire her well fucked asshole was a sinfully hot post-sex experience and one she'd never had with anyone else. The guy she'd done anal with had been okay but he was nothing like Noah. Noah was tender and attentive, powerful and firm, in all the right way and times.

"I can't believe you made me cum with my ass... That's- Oh."

He was next to her with his half hard, cum and juice coated anaconda pointing directly at her face.

~oOo~



Savannah didn't even stop to consider what he had just asked of her. Something he'd never have gotten in a million years from anyone he'd ever dated, from the hottest and sluttiest chicks he knew.

"Fuck yeah... You like how that tastes?" Noah pushed his dick further into her suckling mouth, feeling her tongue scrubbing him clean as he deliberately pushed the tip against her inner cheek.

"Ucckkk~!" Savannah gurgled around him, only driving his hunger further until he was rubbing his balls against her chin as he smushed his soaked dick sloppily across her face and lips. She was blowing him after anal. Fuck.

"God, you're such a perfect slut...!"

"Hmm~!" She just moaned and he found himself slapping his cock across her face crudely.

"I asked if you liked the taste of your own ass."

"Y-Yes, baby... I love it...!" She gasped out, still a bit affected by her climax it seemed. Still, the demon was in full swing and Noah found himself acting before he knew it. Lifting from his position, he found one of the other bags and pulled out the item he'd picked up while she'd been busy trying on something special.

~oOo~



A leash.

Savannah couldn't believe it. A goddamn leash.

"Is that...?"

"You know what it is, mom. It's our future. If you want it." Her teenage son looked her up and down on the bed, her splayed legs, her sweaty body and her cum-stained crotch, as if telling her what this meant. "You came to me on this trip. You showed me what you want and how I could have it if I wanted."

He paused, looking so hot just standing there with his chiselled features and muscles and that leash so casually in his hand.

"Well I wanted it and I want more."

"Okay..." She still couldn't believe it. She knew he was as kinky as her, as horny and as raunchy but being a mom-son couple apparently wasn't enough for him.

"I want to make you wear this." He laid out simply, blowing her away with his maturity. "I want you wear it and for us to live the life I think we could have. That stuff you said on the balcony, it was all true. We're meant to be this."

"..." Without saying it, she watched him step close to her, their taste still in her mouth. Why she was even hesitating was bizarre to her. Savannah supposed it wasn't the taboo or the cheating. It was the realisation that flirting with the idea was different to this. This would forever reverse their relationship. He stepped closer again, the black collar and the silver ring at the middle glinting at her as the leash itself swung hypnotically. She'd seen the dark side of her stud lover. She'd seen what he could do to her and demand of her. This felt like...

~oOo~



Noah smiled when Savannah stood from the bed and approached him. She got close, her naked, delicious body on display for him until she stood before him. Locking eyes, he felt everything left to say had been said through it. Pale violets on azure blues.

"Turn around." His mom did as told and Noah undid the collar. He rounded her neck and pulled the thing on.

It fit perfectly.

"You're mine now." Noah stepped behind her, one arm around her waist and the other from there, up between her breasts to encircle her newly-covered neck.

"Uh huh..." Savannah agreed with a slight shudder, her own fingers reaching up to touch the collar tenderly.

"We'll leave everything and everyone who we don't want behind..."

"Yes, baby..." With her warm flesh against him, Noah smirked in her ear.

"Good girl."

"Hmm... Just..." She began and he encouraged her to speak. "Where do we go from here? I'd planned for us to keep Tim around for money."

"Hmm..." Noah replied ponderously to which Savannah jumped in with a solution.

"You mentioned filming before, right...?"

"Yeah..." Noah's evil smirk twisted even further and he slid the hand from her waist to casually grope one soft boob. "Leave it all to me... For now, we'll go with my plan."

~oOo~



[2 Hours Later]



Tim closed out of the call with his entire being burning with energy. The laptop was folded shut and he screamed.

"YESSSS!!!"

"Fucking hell!" Ohara was next to him in a flash, abandoning her position just off to the side to find him and pressing her lips into his cheek as she laughed. He jumped up too, pumping his fists in the air victoriously as he smiled ear to ear.

"I fucking did it! I did! Me! See!" He turned to Ohara and for once, found her in a good mood.

"Finally! Those stupid stick-in-the-mud asses can't ruin this now! I'm going to be fucking rich! Tim, go and get ready. We're getting drunk!"

"...Oh." He hesitated. "Uhm..."

"No fucking uhm's. We're going. Don't spoil this now." Tim lifted his phone and blinked a bit at the absence of a text. He hadn't been thinking about anything while working on the call. The partners' intense grilling and his responses took up every bit of brain space he had but now he was left with a void. Work came easy and this was so hard. He didn't know what to do. Ohara's demanding tone pushed him through his doubt and unease though and before he knew it, the older man was agreeing to it despite his wife's clear warning. "Great, meet back at my room in an hour?"

~oOo~



Lisa woke to find herself feeling much much better. She could see the afternoon orange through the window and pushed up to assess the empty room. Noah wasn't back. Neither were Tim or Savannah. Grabbing her phone, she sat at the bed for a moment. She'd lost control and paid for it with this but Noah wasn't spoiled completely yet. She didn't know how but she could see something of that old Noah as he comforted her earlier. That perfect boyfriend.
Picking herself up, Lisa headed for the door. She could handle the fallout from the messages to Alina later. Noah came first. She had to secure things now or her entire life with him was at risk. Stepping out, the raven-haired girl stopped in her tracks, spotting the intruder from earlier.

"Mr. U." She called out uneasily. God, if he was some kind of repressed creep, she didn't know how to handle it. It'd be the cherry on top of his terrible personality and feeble outlook. Oddly though, the lame man didn't respond. He simply stood there, facing the door to her and Noah's room as if he hadn't even heard her. What the hell was he doing just standing in the hallway between their rooms? "Hello?"

"Umm..." He slightly turned to her, his face frozen. What was his problem? He wasn't pissed about the previous night, was he?

"What are you doing?"

"They're..." His eyes were hollow, his cheeks were gaunt and his lips dry. He looked terrible.

"What?" She stepped close and the first bit of sound hit her.

"...unnnggh..."

Then the next and another.

"...unngh... unghh... ugghh..."

No way. No.

"W-Who's in there...?" It was a ridiculous question but she let the words slip anyways as her mind fractured.

"..." The man said nothing but his depressed form told her that horrific fact without any words.

"I-I knew- I..." She felt her mouth go dry, her breath rasp and her words struggle. His own reaction seemed to be more delayed but he wouldn't say the words. Instead, they stood there, two helpless parties, until a hand reached out to the door. Her hand. She needed to see it. Tim's cracking voice, desperate to hide from the truth, was the last thing she heard all that clearly. "Wait-"

The door swung and the sordid audio illusion was crushed completely by the new scene.

Hot, wet meaty slaps, two shimmering bodies and the filthiest, most frenzied, most passionate sex she'd ever seen.

"Unnnggh~! Yes, Yes, Yes, fuck me, Daddy~!"

"Ugh! Uh! Ugh! Take that dick, bitch!"

Lisa was seeing Noah fucking the shit out of his mom on their bed.

~oOo~



[Moments Earlier]



"Hnnngh~!" Savannah mewled for him as Noah slammed his dick deep inside her. Every single thrust was met with a deliciously satisfying clap as her thick peach ricocheted off his body.

"Fuck, this ass is fucking unreal!" He growled, rolling his wrist to tug the leash he had connected to her neck as she squeezed her asshole around him.

"Unnnghmmm~!" She whimpered, understandably as he drilled her asshole with eight inches of thick cock but the filth was too enticing.

"You like that, huh? You like me ruining this ass! Huh, slut?" Noah yanked at the leash, so in awe of the submission she offered, and she responded with a naughty moan.

"Yes-Ah! Ah~! Ahhhh...!" Her fat asscheeks wobbled distractingly as her arms adjusted beneath her torso, changing the angle of attack again and letting his dick bang against a new part of her. "Yes, I fucking love it! I couldn't have even imagined you would be this- Hnnngh~! Fuckkkk you're sooo big inside me~~!"

"Good girl!" The blonde rewarded her with a firm spanking, alternating between each jiggly rounded cheek and pulling new, more varied moans from her. The lube they'd gotten let him work her booty the first time before she finally accommodated his size but he wanted to go hard and she clearly loved it when he got rough. His dick loved every single second, being squeezed so damn tight he was almost light-headed, while his balls slapped up at her drooling pussy lips. His eyes were feasting too, watching her toned back arch to make her butt look even bigger, seeing the slight tan lines at the top of her crack, and finally the leash.

"Who owns this ass?!" He crushed his hips against hers and she splayed her legs a bit from the force, rattling against the bed against the walls.

"You do, Daddy~! Ahhn~!!"

"Fuck yeahhhh... Ugh~!" His entire body felt on fire, his muscles flexing and contracting to do more. More talking, more fucking, more kissing. Still, he had never felt so fucking good, watching her take him raw in her asshole. It was barely even on his radar anymore that they had her phone facing them at the headwall.

~oOo~



Savannah was almost blacking out. Her throat was held tight, her ass was vigorously pounded and her clit was stroked in the most intense fuckfest of them all. Her dominant, demanding lover had offered her the leash and, even as she accepted, she hadn't expected just how much of an effect it would have.

"Focus, Savannah!" A firm slap came at her reddened ass, refusing her the chance to lose herself as she noticed she was laying on with her face, twisted so her cheek lay on the messy pillow. Pushing herself up to her forearms shakily, she only felt strengthened as his guttaral voice came to her. "Be a good girl for me and shake that fucking ass!"

"Ughhh~! Y-Yes, Daddy! I'm sorry!" The milf mom threw her ass back at him, bouncing the buns she spent so many hours sculpting for him to drive his fat cock into again and again.

This was what they were meant to do. Meant to be. "Ugggnnnnghh~! Yes, baby, you're perfect! Please keep fucking me!"

"Yeah?" Noah groaned and growled, splurting more lube onto her ass and massaging it over her cheeks before adding to the slickness of her tight hole. The frictionless gliding was nothing like she'd had before. Her other experiences with anal were a paddle pool compared to her stud son's ocean of pleasure. When she had a brief change, the tension in the leash easing, she was attacked again mercilessly. Her teeth found the bedsheets, biting down to shiver and scream, as Noah used his free hand to push her head down and closed the gap between them.

"Unnnggh~! Yes, Yes, Yesss, fuck me, Daddy~!"

"Ugh! Uh! Ugh! Take that dick, bitch!"

"Hnnghh~!!"

"Unnnggh, shittt~!" His free arm encircled her, gripping her tight, in a lewd skin-on-skin connection. His chest and her back touched, his long, deep strokes shifting to rapid, short punches which left so much of his girthy monster stuffed inside of her tiny little asshole. He was just so unbelievably good.

"OFGFKKKKSSSS~!!" Savannah screamed, her fingers going limp and losing her wet cunt as she was violently slammed into another breath-pausing climax.

~oOo~



"Ughhh~!!" The blonde teen pushed the babe off his shaft without much care, watching as her legs buckled and her face smushed against the white pillows in wanton pleasure. Her slick, glistening booty jiggled and her rosebud twitched lewdly as she came again. His own body was soaked in the same sweat as her, the room stank of jizz and pussy and spit in their nastiest showing yet and it left him wholly revelling in the depraved madness of it. His mom was his everything.

Then, he heard a whimper at the door.

"Uhk-"

The blonde turned, still on his knees with his throbbing python pointing directly at Savannah's backside, and found a duo of spectators.

"Oh." He managed, breathing heavily. "What's up guys?"

~oOo~



Tim would never forget this. It played in so many frames and yet, each was engraved into his mind permanently. As Lisa pushed the door open, he'd seen his wife slamming her perfect, juicy butt back into their thrusting son. He saw Noah's outrageously cut form pushing back, spearing his wife's asshole with a thick weapon and Savannah's unbelievably shaped figure and booty gripping their son with stupefying hunger. He heard her insanely raunchy screams and words of sickening delight.

As Lisa fell to her knees, he saw Noah reach around Savannah's waist and narrow in on top of her body as if they were mating. As if breeding one another. He watched as his son drilled his wife, her fingers curling, her legs spasming and her mouth gaping, until she cried louder than he'd ever thought possible.

He stood by and watched her cum harder than he'd ever made her, all without her pussy being given any attention at all by their son.

As Lisa's hands rose to her mouth, a quiet, crushed squeak of fear and despair coming out, he saw the unknown man gazing over at them. That wasn't his son. His sweet kid was nowhere and, instead, there was the demon Savannah had turned him into. Twisting to his wife, Tim saw her laying satisfied but with her head facing them. Her eyes were as beautiful as ever but, for once, he could see their true emotion.

"Oh, what's up guys?" Noah's casual words took him by surprise and yet, Tim could see the old Noah there again. As his fiancee knelt shivering on the floor, Tim thought for a brief moment that the younger blonde would try to soothe her. "..."

Nothing came.

A moment passed, then another, and, as it did, the other elements of the room came to Tim. The sickening smell of a marathon of sex. The scattered wipes and tissues and the bottle of unidentified clear liquid which was almost empty. The slick, shiny forms of his wife and son and their heavy panting.

Savannah was the one to break the silence. She lifted from the bed and Tim flinched at the leash which remained in their son's hand. What the hell?

"...Lisa, you're here..."

"..."

"Listen, honey, I know what you said this morning but, then, I thought about it and you know what. It sounded so hot that I figured we'd try it. Guess what? Noah loves me way more than you..." Tim watched his wife demean the girl who looked on the verge of passing out. "Isn't that right, baby?"

"Mom..." Noah shot her a small look to which the womanly vixen responded with a laugh.

"Okay fine. This morning was a little bit of fun for me. We fucked the night you had your little melt down... And it was sooo good~!"

"..." Tim hadn't even thought about Lisa. He'd been told a few hours ago but she'd never entered his mind at all. Still, with his new perspective as the third to know, it came across so much worse. Yet, his son, her fiance, looked so unaffected by it all.

"I think we should break up."

The raven-haired girl looked like she took a bullet to the face. Noah stepped from the bed and helped Savannah to rise next to him, the two incestuous partners standing side by side with their sex-stained bodies pushing close to the younger girl. "Mom doesn't want you around and I can't make you do the one thing she would make you do to give you a chance."

"... w-what?"

"Oh, baby, don't give her that. She's already losing it..." Savannah laughed cruelly but Lisa seemed to latch onto Noah. Of course, she did. For all the girl's faults, he could tell she cared for Noah.

"We've been fucking for a few hours now. Mom's ass is so tight, it's crazy, but anyways... Uhm. She said if you kissed it, she'd let you stay."

Tim couldn't believe it. His head ached and his heart broke for the girl. She was a little bitchy and stuck up but this was insane. Still, he couldn't even speak.

"...what?" Lisa was not much better, a broken record looking up to Noah for salvation. Tim figured she wanted him to suddenly wake her from this hellish dream they'd all ended up in. For the four of them to be at the lake house once again, with none of the trip's events or memories. His wife crushed all hope.

"You'd need to stick your tongue in my ass, you stupid bitch. Are you that slow?!" His wife spun around, her silky hair shimmering glamorously, as she arched herself over the bed and presented that thick rump to the room. Turning her head back, Noah, without speaking, grabbed one asscheek and pulled it, revealing the puckered hole for them. It was bleached clean, hairless and immaculate. Tim had seen it so many times before and yet he'd never even considered that she would allow him to touch it no matter his fantasies. Meanwhile, Noah's semen was dripping from it as they spoke and each basketball sized bun was a slick, glowing red, their son's handprints evident on them.

"This is it, Lisa. Choose." Somehow, Tim knew what he'd do if he was her. To refuse meant losing everything. To accept at least allowed for some sanity to be held. He would bargain or negotiate or plea. A smooch on the cheek, not the hole, or maybe the hole on a day where his son hadn't been railing it for hours.

And yet, in a final showcase of just how different she was to him, Lisa leaned back. His son's face remained completely unchanging while Savannah actually smiled.

"Well, look at that. Turns out you're not completely dumb."

"She finally figured you out, I guess, Mom. I suppose it's better now than after we sent that video to her mom." Tim didn't get it at all but noted the phone at the headboard.

"Shame. Would've been so funny for her to clean me up like a little slave before we kicked her out for good." Savannah cackled like a witch and Noah began to laugh too. The dad didn't know what to say, what to do. All he knew was that he was lucky he wasn't Lisa. Before he could think on it anymore, his wife turned and stared down at the lithe girl with cruel, gleeful eyes.

"Get out."

Lisa Petrov stumbled out, past Tim, without even looking up. He heard the door slam behind him as she left and he knew that would be the last time he'd ever see the girl. Now, all that was left was him, his beautiful wife and their son.

"So..."

~oOo~



Tim didn't know what to say, or what to even think. He felt sick and disgusted and yet, hopeless as he watched his son sit on the bed so casually. His wife followed suit, sitting but throwing her legs over their son's as if it were a normal saturday watching TV rather than a depraved post-fuck wind down.

"Is this..." He began. "I mean..."

He gulped.

"You did well, honey." Savannah scanned over her perfectly shaped nails as she spoke. "Really. I thought for sure you'd be ranting like a sore loser but this is exactly what I wanted from you."

"..." Tim couldn't think what an appropriate response to this even was. To fall so far from the highs he'd been on professionally just a few minutes ago was mind-numbing. It was brain-seizing. Thought-paralysing.

"Listen, how about we all go get some food or something? I'm so hungry..." She looked over at him and then with a face of almost guilt, if she could actually feel it, looked at Noah.

"Sounds good, Mom. You cool with steak, Dad? Keeping Mom's ass full has been a workout...!"

"Steak sounds good..." Savannah smirked a little, leaning up as Noah's arm came around her waist and leaving Tim watching as they kissed a little. Unsure of his reality and of how life had come to this, he found himself wishing for nothing more than to be in that meeting room again. To be as far removed from the carnal things going on between his wife and their son as possible. It was why the words left his mouth the way they did.

"I have to tell Ohara first."

~oOo~



"Is everything okay with your meal, guys?" The waiter asked quietly, glancing over at the other side of the table even as Tim was right next to him.

"It's fine, thanks." He replied and yet again, the waiter sort of missed it. Instead, the young man was gawking at Savannah. Wearing a plunging black dress, her huge tits were on full display with a single thin strip across the base of her cleavage holding on desperately to keep the dress hiding her perky nipples. Still, it was clear that there was no bra beneath as the sloping curves of her chest were highlighted by two firm nubs poking out.

The low scoop, combined with the way her hair was tied up in a classy, stylish loose knot to draw the eye to her neck and there was the band. The collar.

"It's fine." Noah growled at the man, his arm swinging around Savannah and blatantly groping her breast. As the waiter flinched, Tim remembered him as the man from their earlier meal. He'd been overly friendly with Savannah and Noah had scared him off then too.

"..." Savannah giggled a little, then leaned across and whispered into Noah's ear, earning a hungry smile from him.

"Hey, bathrooms?" He almost barked at the man, nothing like Tim had taught him to do, but surprisingly, the shaky waiter replied quickly and promptly.

"Over there... sir." Noah stood, his hand slithering from Savannah's chest to her shoulder and then clearly down to her ass. His own blue shirt and pants matched the overdressed vibe Savannah was rocking but his demeanour was anything but classy. Slapping a free hand roughly onto the waiter's shoulder, Noah almost forced the poor man to the floor, Tim seeing him wince, and then spoke openly.

"Don't let anyone disturb us."

~oOo~



Tim pushed his second glass of whiskey away from him as it emptied. Ohara was expecting to go for celebratory drinks tonight. That was his escape clause after he had to turn her down for their post-win moment. Noah and Savannah had accepted it without any question, of course. The dad picked up his empty glass and considered another, unsure of how long they'd be gone before hearing a rush of whispers and clear voices.

"...crazy..." A woman close to their table was the only one he could discern but even before he turned, he heard Noah's cocky voice.

"Fuck, Mom, that was intense..."

"God, that tongue of yours is..."

His wife was tugging the shoulder of her dress up, a slick, wet patch at each nipple while the bottoms were hiked much higher than they started. Noah was much less bothered, not even adjusting his belt which was still undone, nor hiding the huge bulge at his crotch. Savannah's lipstick was staining Noah's neck and face while both had their hair mussed.

As they sat at the table, Tim's mind wondered darkly what they'd been doing in there. As the whispers grew louder and Noah lifted his phone to watch something with Savannah, the older blonde wondered what they were watching. He saw the waiter again, passing by their table for what felt like the millionth time, and the man held the same look as him. Huh.

"Can I get the bill please?"

~oOo~



Tim arrived at the incredible luxurious deluxe suite the VIPs were always homed in and adjusted his polo shirt. With no one else around, he put on his work face and knocked. The door swung open and Ohara appeared, wearing a flamboyant, pastel cream, patterned blouse which held a small diamond cutout at the chest. She'd paired it with a shorts/skirt thing which left her legs on show until a pair of chunky heels finished her off.

She had two glasses in her left hand and grinned as he walked in.

"I just finished telling the higher ups about the win." Twisting, she beckoned him into the room without any words. "They are ecstatic. Guaranteed bonus."

"That's great..." He beamed a bit too. This was sure to be good for his reputation too and the money would come.

"Pour yourself a drink too. I want to be the most drunk anyone in this hotel has ever managed before 10."

"Yes..."

~oOo~



Tim pretended to drink as he grew more and more comfortable with Ohara. She was laying on the bed, her phone in hand and had been chuckling to herself about young boys for the last ten minutes.

"Your boy... he's what? 20. 21?" Tim flinched at the question.

"He's 18."

"Wow..." The word held across her lips for a moment, then, a small giggle came. "Okay, let's have another!"

At the same moment, his phone pinged and Tim lifted it to see a simple statement from his wife.

Noah is staying in my room tonight. Doubt the bitch is coming back so you can crash in his.

Tim gripped his drink and this time, really did take a large swig.

~oOo~



[The Next Day]



Savannah rounded the corner with a svelte purple bathrobe on her voluptuous body, it sat short at her thighs and cinched at her waist from the rope tie but her bountiful boobs poured from it like a temptress. Tim let his eyes linger over his wife, the slight hangover removing his inhibitions as he watched her push things into her bag. Waking in the other bedroom had been a strange experience at first, especially as the drink from the night had caught up with him a little. Stranger still, had been his wife rushing in without warning as he woke and setting about picking up her clothes.
"What are you doing...?" He finally asked, rubbing at his eyes to see her ass bowing the bathrobe naughtily.

"Look at your phone. We're going to this gorgeous little alcove Noah found."

"Oh, right..." She flitted out of his room, casting him a brief pitying look before she went and the older man lifted his phone as she did.

"Texts..." He sounded out groggily. "Ah..."

There it was.

Me and Noah have found this place on the east of the island. We're going first thing in the morning.

Above it, there looked to be a small cut off image. Tim scrolled and found it was a picturesque scene with rolling waves and shimmering sunlight. Even for this place, it looked amazing. Unfortunately, he then scrolled up further and his mouth turned dry.

The dad moved further until he came across the last text he remembered from his wife.

...you can crash in his.

Then, there was a flurry around two hours later. A picture began the tale.

His son standing behind his wife as she snapped a picture in the mirror of the bathroom. He was leaning down, kissing her neck sensually as his fingers sat around her waist. She was almost naked, with only the skimpiest lingerie he'd ever seen and that goddamn choker. Her panties looked darker at the crotch.

Another picture was of them kissing, tongues flashing pink as Noah's hand seemed to have found its way to pawing at her heavy chest lewdly, his fingers indulging in those soft fleshy melons.

Then there was a break. Thirty minutes later, a picture of just her in just her thong. Savannah's lustrous hair was a mess, her mascara was running and her lips held a bruised fullness. Noah's cum was splattered across her chest and and her neck, thick gooey ropes clinging to her in an animal display. His wife posed as if it were a prize, pushing her knockers out to make them look even bigger and shinier.

Tim couldn't believe it.

There was nothing more until the picture of the alcove.

He threw his phone to the side and screamed. He screamed with spit and bile and vitriol until his sore throat felt raw.

Then the door came and Ohara appeared.

"Come on, you lazy fuck. Get ready!"

~oOo~



Tim flinched as his phone vibrated in his pocket as Ohara sat at the restaurant. The baking sun was at full blaze and she'd insisted they go for a fancy breakfast, reminding him of something he'd agreed to while drunk. As she sat in a beige dress, scarfing down some sort of sushi, he wasn't sure he had much of an appetite. Somehow, Savannah knew that he was just about to eat. Just about to have something normal, something he craved so much right now, and his phone buzzed again.

"Is that your phone?" Ohara asked slightly annoyed, with a mouth full of fish.

"Yeah, sorry." He slowly pulled it out, the restaurant thankfully so expensive it didn't allow for many visitors. Angling the screen towards his body as much as possible, he clicked, seeing his bombshell wife's name at the notification.

Honey, this view is insane...!

The picture was incredible, giving him a moment's pause as he took in the rays of light catching the flitting, soft waves and casting a warm glow over the two of them. It was somewhat innocent, allowing him to think for a second that there was some normality left in his family, until he looked more.

Savannah was in a cheetah print bikini, the cups wide but bending as if her big, juicy rack were the heaviest things on earth, while the strings of the thong bottoms were hiked up to show off her hourglass shape and her long legs so well. He hadn't seen that on her before and he willed away the thought that it was something Noah had purchased.

Noah was in a black pair of swim shorts and a half sleeved lined shirt which was left open and again, Tim considered this. Savannah had often given him fashion tips which he'd never thought much of. Was this them now? Were they buying each other clothes, going on trips and doing things in private...?

He couldn't eat.

"Fucking eat." Ohara ordered, her annoyance now clear anger. Tim flinched, turning his phone down and looking to see her tapping her chopsticks impatiently.

"..." He couldn't screw this up too. So, knowing that his phone was buzzing again with another picture of his wife and son's romantic adventures together, he began to eat his food like nothing was out of the norm.

~oOo~



"Here are your wrist bands, they will allow you to use our amenities for the day." The small man at the desk explained, clasping on the orange bands as Tim cursed his luck. Ohara had discovered her own secret spot and worse still, there was a yacht which took them there. As he strode down the walkway, with Ohara talking about work, he tried to engage but he was struggling.

His phone hadn't stopped from Savannah.

A selfie of the two of them kissing passionately, Noah's arm around her waist, holding her, while she snuggled up to his chest.

A wide photo of him lifting her up, her face beaming with a wicked smile, as he powerfully held her in the air as a wave crashed behind them.

A shot of the two at some sort of food place, both at bliss. That one was almost enough to fool him, except for the fact he could see that Savannah's bikini top was changed. His mind had already begun to suspect when Savannah explained as if it were equivalent to picking up some bread.

The food here was to die for and then we got worked up so Noah ripped the bikini off me and we fucked. I bought this new one while holding onto the torn one. The girl at the tills was so red.

Getting onto the yacht, he begged internally for it to stop, knowing he only had one option to try. To exhaust it too soon would be detrimental but Savannah was testing him so much.

Getting to the top deck, Ohara giggled and flirted with the waiter, tugging her dress down a bit to show off as he patiently waited. As she ordered him to find them some loungers, he made sure to have her special towel set up properly. As they finally 'relaxed', she sipped at her sangria and watched the glowing sun cast upon the mountains and their silvery shine into the water with a sigh of content.

"Isn't this place paradise...?"

"..." He couldn't lie any more.

"Well?" She snapped her head towards him, her legs splayed out down as his were more reserved on his sun chair.

"... It's..." He nodded, desperate to keep himself from throwing it all away. This was all he had left. It wasn't paradise, it wasn't amazing or beautiful or majestic. It was torture. It was the place where his wife and son had fucked.

"You're being a real fucking bore, Tim." She lambasted him swiftly. "Do you know how many people would kill to be in your position? To be who you are, you have to have everything go right for decades and now, now you've had one little slip up, you're cracking."

She meant his mistake of course but the words resonated.

"So what you've been humiliated, so what you're embarrassed and been kicked in the teeth. You know what you're good at, what you need to continue being good at. Moving forwards." She looked at him with such ferocious conviction that the older man felt himself lift a little. "You screwed up. Okay? You're not a winner. So what? The world needs people like you. You have to accept what's happened, don't try to change it, but embrace it. That's the only way you can find some retribution. The only way you can make up for it. Understand...?"

"..." He sort of did. She was a strong, successful person, a VVIP, for a reason. Ohara was right. He needed to make up for it. "You're right."

"Of course I'm fucking right..." She huffed, turning to lift her drink again. "Now drink."

"You're absolutely right..." He nodded again, his head swimming with ideas. He couldn't afford to wait around. He needed to act. Pulling up his phone, he made sure Ohara was preoccupied, and then went to his lifeline. Scrolling past his wife, there it was.

Noah.

Clicking onto his son's name, it brought up their texts. Noah had never betrayed him. In fact, Noah was the one he could rely on when Savannah was in her moods or pissed or frustrated. The messages were empty weren't they? He wasn't mocking Tim or rubbing the new relationship in Tim's face. Noah was a kid who'd been corrupted and twisted by his slutty mom. Sure, Noah had said some things and done some more, but only when Savannah was right there with him.

Clicking, he began to type.

Noah. This isn't you. Think about it for a second. Savannah? Your own mother. It's wrong. You know this isn't right.

It was read immediately and it gave Tim some hope. A text was secret and subtle. Inside his boy was a sweet kid who would see this as a chance to get out, surely. No matter what sort of sordid affair Savannah was promising him. The older blonde began to type again. He wanted to plead, to beg, to bargain. Then it came.

Oh shit, haha, my data must have been off.

A deluge of photos poured in.

Noah and Savannah at the viewing area from the first picture, only this time Savannah's nipples were hard and her hand was shoved inside of his shorts, wrapping around his meat.

The selfie them kissing was instead one which showed him reaching into her bikini and openly groping her mammoth jugs, with that firm pink nub exposed and hard.

This time there was an additional shot of his son burying his face into her tits, probably slurping at one of her boobs while she held his phone up and squeezed his ass. Savannah was winking at the camera.

Then it was the beach lift. Noah seemed to have had someone else take the picture, to get both of their bodies in frame and Tim had to accept the fact that, with this version, it meant someone else had seen his gorgeous wife be lifted into the air effortlessly by a young stud.

A short video was next, with no audio except for the waves, and it showed the aftermath. As Savannah gushed at the princess treatment, Noah's muscles flexed as did her core, and then he lowered her slowly. As she did, his hands nonchalantly rubbed down her frame, seemingly glued to her skin, and grabbed her ass with two hands, palming the thick cheeks she'd spent hours in the gym shaping after her gymnast days. The tongue exchange which followed went on a while even for the stranger filming.

Tim was almost broken. Noah was the one to see sense. The only hope he had left.

It seemed there was little left as the phone buzzed again.

The restaurant where Savannah had been so proud to say they'd had sex. Only this time, it was from Noah's angle. The image, seeming innocuous at first, was of him sat at the table with a small bowl of dessert in front of him. A thick, creamy looking dish. The stomach-churning bit was the small gap between Noah's body and the table. There, Tim could make out Noah's pushed down shorts, his obscenely huge package and below them both was Savannah. Her face was pressed in close, a clear shiny line on his shaft where she'd been sucking Noah off but now with her mouth on a gargantuan ballsack. Her eyes were obscured in this shot but somehow she looked just as good as ever.

Was this who they were? His confident, cool, almost icy wife actually a hungry vixen who had been searching for her true mate. Was Noah that man? The beast who could slake her thirst and return her to the girl he'd fallen for all those years ago.

It was the final attachment which answered everything for him. It clarified for Tim what he had to do. What his only choice left really was.

He took his phone, excused himself from Ohara in search of a bathroom, he clicked on it and what played was almost thirty minutes long.

Hard, breathy groans, throaty, heavy moans, and the repeated slapping of bodies. His wife's incredible figure was riding Noah in a POV style video. The background was some fancy yacht room but it was Savannah's body which took everything. Her hands behind her back, on his legs for support, her smooth legs spread at either side of him, her bikini bottoms pulled aside as if they didn't even have time to wait with how much they wanted each other. His sex-cold wife, the one who had him cumming into tissues and jerking off after eating her pussy out, rode Noah like a bull. Her immaculate skin shone, her stunning face panted and her huge F-cup rolled and wobbled. That tiny waist she'd worked on, her toned legs, and her arms, they worked together to vigorously fuck Noah. Her incredibly pretty pussy split by a hugely thick shaft of dickmeat.

Her head fell back, her hair soft around her pink face, and her eyes were glazed over as Noah's phone sat on his chest, filming the whole thing. As he reached up, Tim watched his son take grab at them like he owned them, the huge, succulent funbags melting into his grasp as Savannah moaned his name. Her stiff peaks pressed into Noah's palms, as her body rolled over to give him better access.

And then, Noah began to talk.

"Fuckkkk yeah, squeeze that pussy around me...! Come on... just like that... Good girl..." Savannah loved the raunchy talk, gazing down at him lovingly, just off from the camera's eye line as if mocking Tim.

"You like it baby? You like how my tits look?" She sought his approval, breathlessly. A grown woman, a wife, looked at him with a need for attention. "Huh?"

"You look insanely hot, Mom. So much better than Lisa...!" He rolled her right titty and tugged at the left nipple, much harder than Tim would ever consider. Yet, Savannah bit her bottom lip and moaned even louder.

"I mean your dick is just soooo huge... Lisa definitely can't take that beast in all the way..."

Savannah's mean streak showed itself, but so did her erotic body and Noah clearly showed which he cared about more. Her massive, juicy tits, her delectable nipples and the slick pussy all had him locked in. The light flowed over her supple body as she bounced and jiggled and wobbled while Noah began to get more involved.

The phone shifted up a bit as he seemed to dig into the bed a little, likely pushing his heels in behind her, and then Tim watched him powerfuck her gushing, quivering cunt. Savannah moaned in delight, Noah grunted, and their bodies played a sickening, incestuous melody.

"Unnnggghhyeaaahhhhhhhfffuuckkkkkk~~!!" Tim found himself unable to move in the small ship bathroom as he watched a massive cock rail his wife into the bed, all the care and attention he thought she liked were cast aside for sheer animal voracity and she loved it. Cowgirl, missionary, doggy, against the floor, against the walls. Slow teasing, intimate sex and things he would never have even imagined. Noah choked her, slapped her ass, pushed his fingers into her mouth and slammed his cock so far inside of her with every thrust while Tim simply stood there. He called her slut, whore, bitch while she begged for more, thanking her 'daddy' and worshipping him.

And then, unfinished with the depravity of their situation, they turned onto him.

"Got anything to say to Dad?" Noah, in the confirmation of his role in the betrayal, was the one who opened the conversation.

"Oh, my godddd honey, he's fucking me so good! He's so much better than I've ever had before! God I can feel him in my throat he's so deep!" Savannah launched back immediately.

"How'd you let this slutty bitch go, dad?" He pulled out, slapping at her ass, and quickly repositioned at the edge of the bed, angling the phone up to get a good view. Savannah began gagging on his shaft, endeavouring to lick his balls while caving her cheeks and swallowing him. "You know she can do some amazing things with her tongue."

"Unngh~! There's no way I'd do anything like this for that fucking moron!" She screamed in between throating Noah, in between slurping at his big cum-filled balls, her face so worked up she looked like a whole different person.

"This just for me, huh?" Noah laughed arrogantly, grabbing hold of a free titty and massaging it as he pumping her lips with his dick.

"Only you, baby..." She smiled, a thick gurgle of spit in her mouth as he extracted himself to let her speak. "Only a big, bad, hung man who had the sense to ditch his anchors and put his tongue into my asshole can get this~! His tiny little dick could never breed me like you, Daddy~!

"Damn, you're a fucking freak, Mom!" Noah smirked, twisting a nipple firmly. and then lightly tapping her cheek. This was clearly some kind of signal between them because a second later, she was turning, and offering him her ass. He gripped her leash and yanked it while giving her huge butt a thorough workout and all Tim could think was when. When had they crossed this line? When had they finally succumbed to their primal desires to fuck? How many times had he thought she was just tired when she was really thinking about their son? How many times did Noah's eyes linger on her lewd body while he disregarded it as being harmless? How many times had they fucked behind his back?

Why was he so blind to it all?

The thirty minutes seemed to fly by and by the end, he stood, terrified of both his wife and his son. The animal power and the raw attraction between them was so overwhelming. It was clear that Lisa's choice had been the wrong one. His idea at bargaining was the wrong one. The only answer a version of Ohara's.

Letter by agonising letter, he typed in a short, specific message to Noah. Finishing, he turned to the door, and purged all thoughts of it as best as he could. The worker walked back to Ohara, finding her there and with a somewhat knowing look on her face, though he couldn't work out why. His phone buzzed again as he took a long, deep sip and, fearing the wrath, he opened it.

It was Derek, the man from the lakehouse.

I'll pay anything. Fucking Anything. You understand?

Tim didn't and then another text came in.

Tim, I'm so sorry.

Then another.

What the fuck....? Have you seen this shit?

Tim, you need to do something about this shit now.

We need to talk.

He looked up and Ohara had her phone in her hand, a familiar scene playing on it. Her knowing smile suddenly making sense.

Link

Link

Link.

Link.

~ooOoo~



Epilogue



Noah Rosmier-Jones rose from the bed with a slow, lazy energy. Wearing nothing, he dragged his feet, throwing the sheets off of him from the huge, king sized lux bed and padded to the shower. He washed up, cleaned himself up, and grabbed a pair of fitting shorts which Savannah had bought him from the designer store.

Walking downstairs, he flicked through his phone, a few texts jumping out at him but mostly he went to their page. The number had finally shifted. 0.01%. He smiled, buzzing with the knowledge that they'd finally achieved their goal, and bounded towards the kitchen. The smell of a healthy breakfast made to sate his hunger called him and he rounded the corner knowing who would be there.

"Morning, Mom!" The teen took in the sight of his goddess milf mom sporting a pair of tight tights, which curved around her full hips and fat ass, and a low cut tank along with a small apron.

"Hi, baby." She greeted him, glancing back and offering him a view of her gorgeous face to brighten his morning. "Breakfast is almost done and then we need to head to the airport."

He nodded, but sauntered up behind her, and obnoxiously craned over her at the contents of the pan.

"Sit. Down." She elbowed him in the stomach, his workout from the last day being core and leaving him sore already, which made him wince.

"Fineeee..." He groaned initially before, then encircling her waist with his arms, pushing himself into the back of her. "How about a kiss first...?"

"..." She didn't respond, prompting him to kiss the back of her neck, and to drive his still half-hard morning wood into her rump. "Mmhh..."
She wore the choker he bought her proudly, the black strap around her neck serving to be one of her most sensitive areas now and he intentionally left a few hickeys on it, kissing the one from the previous night as he rubbed his fingers up and down her trim waist.

"How about I give you your breakfast, nice and fresh... huh?" He smirked, his rob stiffening into that thick crack of hers. The tights were begging for him to tear a hole in them anyways.

"How about you..." She began breathily, getting him excited. "Sit down before I stab you with the knife?"

"..." He released her with a chuckle. "Fine. Fine. Got it."

"Your dad will be down in a minute and I need him to look after a few things while we're gone." Noah nodded, watching her jiggle her ass as she chopped some herbs for garnish, and then asked his own question.

"Oh yeah, didn't he say he had a work thing too? Wasn't that VIP old lady on another trip?"

"She rescheduled so we could go." She turned knowingly to him, and Noah smirked. A plate was brought over for the three place settings and they began to eat.

~oOo~



"Hnngh...!"

"Ugh, ugggh, uh...!"

Tim came down maybe five minutes later, with a distracted look in his eye.

"Savannah, have you seen my coat?" His hands were full of papers and his shirt collar was askew, raising his gaze and finding Noah sat with Savannah on his lap, bouncing her big ass on him skillfully.

"Uh... Nnngh... By the door I think." She offered as Noah ducked his head to nip at her neck with his teeth. She moaned, pushing her hands deep into his hair and gripping it hard as she rocked her hips harder, riding him more vigorously than before, their food forgotten.

"Oh right." His dad spotted it, but made a beeline for the table instead. "Ooh, this looks good."

"I- I told you to be down- Ahhn...! By 07:30..." Noah leaned back into the chair, humping upwards into the warm, soaking pussy which he'd had the pleasure of sole access to for the last few weeks. Every single day, they were spending time together. They chilled together, went on dates together, and had sex together. Hell, they even slept together with Noah taking a particular thrill in kicking out the pathetic third party within three days of getting back from their trip. He made sure his cum was caked all over Savannah's back and ass, her body an erotic, sweaty mess as a seal of his authority.

"Yeah, haha, sorry hon..." Tim sheepishly smiled, grabbing a big spoonful of the grub, while trying to avoid really looking at them.

"Mmmghhh.. You feel soo good baby..." His succubus mom shifted her wide hips and thick thighs, his fingers gripping their softness more firmly as she angled herself into him, her soft breasts pressing into him as his tongue roamed her face and lips. "Play with my ass..."

He obliged, his arms wrapping around her waist first and driving his entire length into her, earning a lusty moan and a shudder of pleasure, before hugging her tight. His right hand then slid it's way down between the two, basketball sized asscheeks and his middle finger softly played with her exposed asshole.

"So when are you... err.. Flying out?"

"11." Noah offered, as Savannah's mouth found his jaw and earlobes, wrapping her arms around his neck as she undulated on top of his pillar of meat. "Though, Mom wants to leave way too early for it."

She lifted at his comment, angling back swiftly and giving him a nice view of her clavicle and the top of her creamy breasts.

"I told you that I'm not risking a screw-"

"Mom, we're flying private." Noah brushed her concerns off, loving the way her face lit up at hearing it even as she was trying to pretend otherwise. "The plane's not taking off without your fine ass on it."

"..." She didn't answer, refusing to concede it to him but Noah knew she agreed.

"You're... chartering a plane?" Tim's voice broke into their little moment. His eyes were a different kind of shocked and for once, he was looking at Noah.

"0.01% ers privilege...!" The teen blonde grinned nonchalantly only to be smacked by his mom.

"Holy shit, are you being serious?!" Savannah's big violet eyes blinked at him, her perfect hair swishing around her pretty face, as he smirked.

"Saw it this morning. That last video was just what it took..."

"Baby~!" She squealed, grabbing him into a heavy hug which pressed her heavy, clothed jugs into his face. "I can't believe it! Wait, does that mean-"

"Yes." She screamed at his confirmation, grabbing his face and slamming her lips into his as they shared a moment of success and joy. Her lips, so soft and supple, pressed into his as his tongue teased at her, his hands finding her trim waist.

"...That's good...?" A small voice broke in again and both lovers looked over. The milf seemed to take it further, raising herself from his pole and letting the filthy wet squelch sound out to her husband, before she turned to face him at the other side of the table.

Her big juicy titties, almost pouring out of the tiny, stretchy tank top, with distracted the older man, his weakness for Savannah's jugs on form, as she began to roll her hips and swallow Noah's cock up again. The grippy, syrupy cunt parted, her lips yawning, as he filled her up in that way they both loved so much and she grabbed his hand, slapping them onto her tits and cruelly robbing the dad of that brief joy.

"It's insane, Dad. It means we're at the next level. Took a few months but I knew we could do it..."

"Right..." He was despondent again, his method of blocking out reality failing a little and the teen couldn't help himself, knowing it was what his milf mom wanted.

"I mean, that first video was enough to break the internet. Unngh~! Mom's insane body and her filthy mouth getting dicked down was so nasty we got some insane donations and requests.

"Your little 'buddy', Derek, wanted to pay more than a little to watch Noah fuck me in front of him." Savannah added as he endeavoured to support and squeeze and rub her amazing tits as much as possible, worshipping their incredible shape and size, while his index fingers strummed her nipples as they grew even stiffer for crushing Tim. "Yesterday, they saw the piercings for the first time..."

"Oh..." Tim tried to avert his gaze, desperate not to watch his wife and son fucking in broad daylight, less than a metre from him.

"They look fucking insane, Dad, you know...? Or, I guess not, haha..." He offered as condescendingly as he could, joining in with his mother's intent by sliding one hand in from beneath her tank to grapple the naked skin and metal beneath. "Gotta say though, nutting on these perfect tits and watching Mom lick my cum off the diamond studs is so fucking hot."

"..." His dad's eyes inevitably drifted over the tank top, now free of the apron, which did nothing to hide the view. One, Noah was groping wholly, his palm hiding the nipple entirely, while the other, he was squeezing at the sides pushing the tip out into the already stretched thin fabric. Savannah stopped wearing bras at home as soon as they came back from the life-changing trip, and, while before you would see her nipples poking through when she was turned on or cold, the piercings seemed to have the effect of stimulating her constantly. The perky tips and the shimmering gems on either end of the band which pierced them showed constantly.

His mom didn't say anything to stop him, focused only bouncing her body on him, gripping the table and rocking it audibly to help her ride him.

"Come on, baby, we need to get going soon... mmmh... and you've got that work thing, right Tim...?" Her head fell forwards and her soft breathy moans picked up. "Make me cum, baby."

He didn't need to be told again. Grasping her waist with both hands, he shuffled his hips back a touch, just enough room for him, and as she began to move her hips in a small circle, he began to pound her from behind, watching her back and ass and hair all flex and sway and shift. Her booty was especially distracting, the close proximity causing loud claps of flesh to resound in all their ears as he felt her slippery cunt heat up and collapse in around him.

"Unnnngghhhhh... Noah... Yes... B-Baby... Make me- Ungh~!" As she began to cum, he gripped her tight and did everything to make sure she climaxed just the way she liked. He hugged her close, giving her the contact, he sheathed himself in her, spreading her lips, and he pinched her nipple, adding that spark of pain, all of which drove her over the edge in that kitchen. Her knuckled turned white as she gripped the table and she clamped down on him, sending a shot of that pleasure he'd never had from anyone else. The pleasure of giving her exactly what the hottest, sexiest woman in the world wanted. This was his place in the world.

~oOo~



"Hmmm..." Savannah groaned softly, completely relaxed as she leant back onto Noah's chest, enjoying the way his aftercare focused on stroking her inner thighs and kissing the back of her neck. He was a complete natural, a beast or a prodigy when it came to making love, but she'd taught him well all the same.

"Mom... Don't you need to tell him about that stuff?" The big-dicked teen even knew how to keep her on edge with him, his dick twitching inside of her as he brought her back to their reality.

"Oh. Right." She responded eventually, raising her gaze to her husband for the first time. Tim sat there, his face just the same as it had been in the restaurant those few weeks ago. "You need to take the trash out from our room tomorrow. I don't want it to stink when we're back..."

"...sure, hon."

"I would have done it but this one kept slapping my ass every time I got close..." Noah smiled proudly behind her, flexing his cock inside of her oozing pussy, mocking their situation. He'd been especially inventive when it came to their new career and she'd now been fucked in every single bit of the house without regard for normality. Freed from his shackles, her baby boy was a cocky, handsy, horny man, grabbing her and teasing her and fucking her whenever they could.

"How long is the trip again?" Tim moved the topic on.

"Four weeks." Savannah reminded him again, adjusting her tank top and reluctantly inviting the man to gawk openly at the smooth canyon of cleavage. Her F-cup titties were just so huge, hanging there, no one could resist. Even someone who'd gone through what her husband had. "The resort is pretty exclusive so they have to rent it out for longer periods."

"Right, and you're going to..."

"Relax, Tim." She reassured him, knowing where his head went. "We're going for us. No filming."

"Okay, good." He perked up. Tim had been on the receiving end of every single video. As they came home to Savannah's friends, as they came to Tim's work colleagues, as they came to Noah's schoolmates and ex girlfriends. They all reacted differently but none mattered to him. He was with his soul mate now and he knew it.

Most had made some sort of comment about the sick, incestuous relationship, the depravity of showing that online and of betraying the sanctity of marriage yet one by one, they all subscribed. Noah would cum in her pussy and his old friends would pay. She would have her ass and pussy eaten out and his exes would pay. She begged him to spit in her mouth as he battered her asshole and Tim's work buddies paid. Victoria, the skank, had turned out to be even more nasty than Kendra, using money for her family, for Lisa, to pay for an exclusive video where Savannah and Noah banged while talking shit about the flat-chested, ugly, stupid whore.

Savannah accepted it too. She loved it actually, her possessiveness of Noah and his godly sex stretching to allow herself to share that with the world in 2D. All the sluts and bitches, all the men and boys, they wanted to have her or him or both. But all they could do was pay for the two of them to grow more and more extravagant and that worked just fine for Savannah's expensive taste.

"Well, you two have fun."

"We will, honey." Savannah quickly came back, finally beginning to sit up from that girthy cock filling her pussy so snugly. "Hmm... We're going to fuck each other's brains out."

Savannah finished for him, demonstrating her power one last time, and watched the cold expression take hold across Tim's face. His weakness, his idiocy, his incompetence, it had led to this moment and, as she stood, she knew he would never challenge them again.

Noah, meanwhile, the man of the house, groped her thick ass, pawing at it in appreciation of the tights he'd ripped a hole in to get access to her holes. He grunted delightedly as he saw her tights slip a little and his cock hardened at the sight of it. The latest thing but one they didn't share with their audience, their fans.

"Damn, Mom... Can't get over how fucking hot that looks..." As Savannah, the gorgeous bombshell with no rivals, rose to her full height, she twisted herself to look back at her baby, sat in the chair, staring up at her butt in pure awe. His cock pure steel and his hands twitching to grab at her, she ate it up.

Her own eyes ran over his cut, sexy body, so young and powerful and raw, and there, on his arm, it stood proudly. A fresh mark.

She bit her bottom lip, dropping to her knees and welcoming that arm as it found her hair to tug her into close. He was hers. Wrapping both of her hands around his bulging, throbbing dick, the slick pussy juices coating it sizzling against her fingers, she knew this was her place in the world. Jacking his fat cock vigorously, her tongue flicking at the sensitive slit, she yearned for him to blow that thick, potent seed all over her. Her frustrations, her bitchiness, her anger, all of it faded away when she was with him. With her neck wrapped in his collar, with his body pressed against her, with his cock inside her, she was calm. She belonged and she knew he felt the same way, gripping her head firmly as he began to spew hot semen across her face.

In a true reflection of their love, the immaculately scribed, cursive, black tattoo on her right asscheek matched his exactly except for the name. It's position on her rounded butt just low enough to show when she wanted it to or when he felt like showing her off.

Property of...

The End

~ooOoo~



A/N: Okay, finished.

This is my longest story ever and I hope you enjoyed it. Please rate, favourite and comment.