KLRXO Stories

Chapter 182: The Nest(Revised & Expanded)_3

Devon gulped as he watched her crawl towards him like a prowling tiger. Even encased in nylon her big tits bulged out and wobbled heavily back and forth as she moved. She gazed at him hungrily as she closed in.

"Did Devon get his room set up?" her husband asked.

"No not really."

"So you guys are sharing an air mattress?"

"Yes, why? Is it such a sin for me to sleep in the same bed as my son. It's cold in this big house. We're gonna keep each other warm," she said, winking at her teen.

Lacey sprawled out on top of their son. Devon sighed as he felt her warm nylon-encased curves smother his young body.

"Well do me a favor and dress appropriately okay. I know your choice of nighttime attire and it's hardly anything your son needs to see."

She gazed down at Devon with a wise-ass smile. "Something appropriate. Hmm, does naked count?"

"Very funny Lacey. Wear something alright?"

Lacey snickered. "I am wearing something. Remember that black see-through bodystocking I bought a few months ago."

"You ARE NOT wearing that in front of him!"

"Ooops, you're about two minutes too late. He's already seen me in it."

Devon's mouth hung open. He couldn't believe what she was telling his father. The teen felt his engorged cock brush against his moms tiny patch of pubic fuzz. It slid down across her swollen clit, then between her legs. She ground her pelvis forward and his shaft glided across the moist groove of her heated pit.

"Take it off. Have you lost your mind? Why would you wear something like that around your son?" Ron asked, his temper rising.

"God, Ron, stop being such a fuddy-dud. He's already seen me naked. It's really not that big of a deal."

"When the hell did he see you naked?"

"Today. There were a couple different times he and I were naked together," Lacey said candidly.

"Holy shit, Mom. What are you doing?" Devon asked softly so his father couldn't hear.

"Naked why?!" Ron shouted dumbfoundedly.

"To have sex. Why else do a guy and girl get naked together," Lacey said, matter-of-factly.

"So wait, the two of you...? I certainly hope you're fucking with me right now, Lacey?"

Lacey gazed into her son's eyes as she spoke. Her enormous nylon-encased tits mashed against his chest. A good two to three inches of cock meat stuck out between her legs from behind, crowned by her big meaty buttocks. "We fucked in the nursery. We fucked in the boathouse. We'll probably fuck in every room in the house by the time you get here."

"Holy shit, Mom." Devon muttered in disbelief.

His father was fuming on the other end of the line. "Bullshit! I'm hanging up, but when I get there, it's clear that the three of us need to have a long chat."

Lacey dropped her lips and planted a series of long wet smacking kisses on her son for her husband to hear.

"Goodnight!" Ron said, then hung up.

"Jesus, Mom, Dad's gonna kill us." Devon exclaimed.

Lacey giggled. "No he won't."

"Did you not hear yourself? You told him we were having sex. Why would you do that?"

"I know I did. Maybe it'll make him try harder knowing he has some young competition," she said, then planted a few more smooches, followed by a deep french kiss.

"You gotta tell him you were just kidding."

"I will. Right after I tell him he's not nearly as horny and sexy as you are," she said.

"Funny, Mom. So how come guys dad's age stop getting horny anyway?" he asked after a few more deep kisses.

"It's just what men's bodies do as they get older, sweetheart. The desire becomes less. Erections aren't as strong. Their ability to really make a woman scream starts to dwindle."

"That's sad. I can't imagine being that way," he said, savoring the feel of her warm flesh.

"Well, that's because you're in your prime, sweetie. Boys your age wanna get laid, it's all they think about. Their erections are strong and sturdy," she said, squeezing her legs around his brick-hard meat, "their ability to bounce back after ejaculating is incredible. I guess they have what women my age crave."

"That explains a lot though, cuz I hear you and dad going at it sometimes and it doesn't seem to last very long," he said.

"I know, sad huh?"

"But you stay with him anyway?" Devon asked.

"Of course. I love your father. Other than his dwindling desire he's a wonderful husband. A great provider for you and your sister. He bought us this big beautiful home. didn't he?" she asked.

"Yeah, but he's likely to divorce you after what you just told him."

"Good, let him divorce me, I'll just find a nice strong cock to give me what I need."

Devon's cock flexed at her words, his pipe squeezing up between the soft slick folds of her outer labia. She smiled big, feeling it harden even more. "Ohhh, do I feel an erection down there volunteering for the job?" she giggled.

"I wouldn't mind."

"Well, you're certainly on your way to becoming quite the pussy-pleaser. Guess we'll have to see how much you can keep impressing me until your father and sister arrive," she smiled, staring intently into his eyes.

"I could impress you right now," Devon said confidently, his fingers sinking into the cheeks of her ass.

Lacey waved her finger "Uh uh uhhh! You can be a hot-shot and pound the hell out of me tomorrow. Tonight's all about learning. I'm not cutting any corners with you, sweetie. You need to know the difference between fucking and making love," she said.

"Ok, so um, what is the difference?" he asked.

"Well, fucking is like running a race, hard and intense. But the other, making love, is like a slow intricate dance. If done right, it can go on for hours and hours," she said.

"Wow," Devon muttered, his heart pounding with excitement at the way his mother had described it.

"We ran some good races tonight, did some pretty intense fucking, but now I wanna teach you how to dance," Lacey said, her eyes wild and dreamy.

"Okay."

Lacey gave a sensual peck on the lips."I'm gonna light a candle. I want you to sit on the center of the bed Indian-style," she said.

"Indian-style? Um, okay," Devon said, then changed positions on the bed as Lacey turned out the lights and lit a candle.

The room was filled with a warm romantic ambiance. Devon sat Indian-style on the center of the air mattress and watched as Lacey crawled towards him. She sat on his lap facing him and wrapped her strong nylon-encased legs around his waist.

"This is a perfect lovemaking position," she said as she lifted her ass from his lap a little, just enough to let Devon's cock line up with her hot hovering hole. Then in one slow plunge she took every inch of him."Ohhh yesss," she whimpered, "wow, you are so hard."

Devon sighed as he felt the warm spongy pink swallow his hard cock. Lacey's fleshy labia settled snugly against his pubis. His cock was now wrapped in a mother's embrace.

She coiled her arms around him for support, her face now slightly above his. "How does that feel?"

"Ah, Amazing," he muttered.

"Kiss me while we grind," she said softly.

They turned their heads slightly and began to kiss soft and slow. Lacey started a gradual, fluid rocking motion with her hips, grinding their genitals together.

Easily excited, Devon tried to force his tongue into Lacey's mouth. "Easy, sweetie, let me guide

you this first time," she said, "love making is less about intensity and more about long drawn- out passion."

"Okay," he muttered, his breath heavy with arousal.

"Soft, slow kisses," she said, planting little love pecks on his face, then on his lips.

Again and again their lips made wet smacking sounds as they gently made contact. Devon could feel her tight cunt stirring his cock around.

"Mmmmm," Lacey whined in a sexy tone, as she hungrily closed her big pouty lips around her sons over and over.

Pre-cum drooled from Devon's pisshole and mixed with Lacey's slippery vaginal secretions, creating a nice creamy lubricant for his hardon to slither and lurch. Devon felt like he was stirring his cock in warm fleshy pudding.

"That's better. Now open your mouth and let's flutter our tongues together," she said.

Devon opened his mouth and peeked his tongue out.. Lacey started by closing her lips around it and sucking it like a cock, up and down a few times. Each time he disappeared into her mouth Devin felt his mom's tongue flailing wildly against his.

After she was done sucking, Lacy's long pink snake slithered from her mouth and began to lash against her sons. Devon licked back, but was amazed at the speed and strength of his mom's tongue.

Lacey had one of those long serpent-like tongues that could probably reach the tip of her nose. And although Devon was doing his best, he simply couldn't compete with the way her experienced snake was whirling and twisting around his. As the tips of their tongues played

together Devon opened his eyes and watched his mom work her magic. "Damn she's beautiful! Is this really happening? Maybe I'm just dreaming all of this," he thought.

Lacey's head was tilted, her eyes closed. Her mouth was fused to her son's in an open oval

and her elongated tongue was mostly still now, except for the pointy tip, which danced against Devon's tongue with amazing speed.

For a moment their mouths parted. "Wow, your tongue's amazing mom," he muttered, gasping excitedly.

She opened her eyes and smiled. "Oh sweetheart, you haven't even begun to see how amazing it can be."

Staring into his eyes Lacey took a long wet lick across his cheek. She left a trail of hungry kisses across the sides of his face, then began to nibble at his ear.

"Ohh man," Devon muttered, his cock flexing inside her squeezing cunt.

"Do you like it baby?" she whispered naughtily, "do you like the way mommy is gripping onto that thick erection?"

Her warm vaginal grip tightened around his throbbing boner as she flexed her coital walls expertly. Devon's body reacted with an excited shiver. "Uh-huh," he whimpered.

He felt his mom's tongue snake against his ear...under it, around it, inside of it, probing and wiggling. "Mmm, this is lovemaking, sweetie. Isn't it wonderful?" she asked.

"Yess."

He hugged her body tighter, trying to flatten her tits even more against his chest. Sensing this, Lacey separated their chests for a second. She looked down at her huge tits, heaving against the stretchy transparent covering. "Rip it!" She said, gazing at her son.

Devon grabbed the fabric between her tits and tore it easily. Pounds of motherly breast-meat came spilling out. She threw them against him and buried her face in his neck. "Ohh God, I want you!"

"Holy shit," Devon sighed, aroused by his mom's sudden aggressiveness.

Lacey plowed her tongue against the tendons in her son's neck, her hips continued a constant fluid rocking up and back, up and back. Devon's big balls rose and fell again and again as they lay tucked between the pillowy cheeks of Lacey's buttocks."Ohh my God!" the teen whimpered, aroused beyond belief.

Devon gazed down at his mom's wide child-bearing hips. They moved like a machine that was custom-made to glide this way while she grinded on cock.

The mother could tell just from the throb of his cock that he was rising towards a cum. "Tighten," she said between kisses. She spoke in a cute baby voice, "tell those cummies, stay in my balls cummies. We're not ready for you yet!"

Devon whimpered as rode the edge of his orgasm. He buried his face between her enormous jiggling tits and licked her cleavage. Then he latched on to one of her engorged nipples and sucked inasmuch tit meat as he could get in his mouth.

"Ohh yes, suck me," Lacey sighed.

The rain pelted the windows in the dark emptiness outside, reminding Devon of just how isolated he and his mom were from the rest of the world right now.

Between the hot slippery cunt-grinding and the way his mom's big boob was plastered around his face while he sucked, Devon's balls continued to boil.

He tightened his ass, tried to think of something else. "Ohh shit, ok, umm... I wonder how the fishing is in the lake? I bet it's the first thing dad does when he gets here," he thought.

Then he felt guilty for thinking of his dad at that moment. He knew the gorgeous woman on his lap was his dad's property and that he was trespassing. But he knew that when an owner's away and the property is willing, trespassing is inevitable.

Lacey's slobbery nipple popped from his mouth. "Maybe dad deserves this," he muttered out loud.

"What?" Lacey asked with a quirky smile.

"Maybe he deserves this, what we're doing. Any guy who has a woman like you, who can do this to them every day and does nothing about it, deserves to be cheated on."

Lacy ran her hand gently across his cheek."You are a sweetheart, you know that?" Lacey said, looking as though she could cry.

"I'm your sweetheart," Devon said, flexing his rod.

"Yes you are. My young, handsome, big-dicked sweetheart," she said, gazing at him with fluttering lashes.

Lacey lowered herself onto her back, bringing Devon with her. Her legs still had a tight grasp on him, keeping him clamped between her thighs, tucked inside her soft saddle. They kissed passionately.

Devon was overcome with desire and began to really buck his hips and sock it to her. Lacey clutched onto his ass and broke this kiss for a moment. "Slow down, sweetie. Pace yourself," she whispered. "It's not a race tonight, remember?"

Devon slowed and found a nice steady unhurried rhythm. His long teenage love-pipe glided in and out of the warm clutching grip of his mom's hungry cunt. The gooey ridges along her inner walls smothered his meaty lance with every down stroke. "Oh Mom, this feels soooo good," he sighed, as he looked down into her gleaming eyes.

"I want you to let yourself go. Let your body do the work while you look into my eyes and our minds float away together into a cloud of pleasure," Lacey softly whispered.

"O-okay," Devon muttered.

Devon indeed felt as though he was falling into a trance as he was nose to nose with his mom, his eyes lost inside of hers. As if on auto-pilot his hips kept working, thrusting his peter up and down his mother's pleasure-pocket.

"Oh Dev...oh sweetie, this is beautiful," she sighed softly.

Thunder RUMBLED outside. Candlelight flickered. Hips rocked in unison. Huge tits sloshed as they lay plastered against the flesh of the teenager's chest. The heels of two tiny bare feet pushed against a driving ass. Eyes were fixed and glazed with lust. This was love making at its most intense.

"Ohhgghh!! Ohhhmygod, I'M GONNA CUM!" Lacey's voice quivered as she stared into her sons eyes.

Her body stiffened and Devon felt her clutching legs tremble around him. Lacey's eyes closed as her face became red and contorted.

"Holy shit, Mom," he muttered, in awe of the site beneath him. He pinched off his own orgasm and continued to sock it to her with long steady thrusts.

"Oohhgghhh!!" Lacey screamed in orgasm, her tits heaving, her naked body shaking violently, her cunt tightening like a fleshy bolt around long sturdy screw.

Mom and son rolled onto their sides as the desperate love making went on and on into the night. They were no longer two bodies, but one ball of twisting, pounding flesh. They rolled and fucked, their pelvises grinding and at times wetly slapping together with wild abandon.

Lacey took the top and rode her son's cock like a pornstar. Devon marveled at the way her huge tits swung around, like buoys on a rough sea.

"Ohhhshit!" he sighed, feeling the cum rising.

Lacey gazed down at him, her face marked with lust. "You wanna impress this girl?"

"Yeaah," he gasped.

"Then pinch off that fucking cum and impress this girl!"

Lacey rode him hard and her orgasm struck her out of nowhere. She raised her arms in the air and clenched her fist. "Ughhnnggfuuuck!!" she cried.

After nearly two hours of impressive pussy prodding Devon's body trembled as he blew his nuts for the third time deep inside the hot smothering throat of Lacey's love-canal.

Words went unspoken as they lay there in the candlelight kissing, caressing and gazing into each other's eyes.

Thunder RUMBLED outside shaking the old house.

Devon could feel their juices running down across his balls as his half-hard cock remained tucked in his mom's warm sheath. He sighed as she gave his peter a gentle squeezes with her strong coital muscles. Lacey felt her son's twitch and slowly hardened again. They both knew it would be a long sleepless night of intense pleasure.

After showering the next morning Lacey and her son decided to go into town for breakfast. After a short silence between them, Devon heard his mother sniffle and looked over to see her teary-eyed. "What wrong, Mom?"

"What have we done?" she asked softly.

"Um, what do you mean?"

"I've destroyed our family. Your father's never gonna forgive me. This is awful," she said, a tear running down her cheek.

"You could tell him you were joking, like you said. Just pulling a prank. He didn't actually see us doing anything."

"I've cheated on him. Oh my God, I'm a horrible wife. What would possess me to do those things with you?" she sobbed.

Devon wasn't sure what to say for a moment. After his mom's constant flirting and touching the past two days, he certainly wasn't prepared for this. "Yea, but you said it yourself, you were just helping me. To get better at it."

"Maybe at first, but then...then it became something else. It's like I lost complete control of myself."

Devon wasn't sure how to continue the conversation so they remained silent. Even at the cafe over breakfast things were completely uncomfortable. Lacey finally broke the silence as she picked at her food. "I'll try to patch things with your father. Hopefully he'll forgive me. We should sleep in separate rooms tonight. No more sex, no more touching or flirting, none of that."

Devon nodded, confused by the sudden change in her. "Ok," he muttered, as he found his own feelings of guilt begin to trickle in.

"Can I get anything else for you two?" the older gray-haired waitress asked.

"No, thank you, just the check please," Lacey said.

"Are you new in town, or just passing through?" the waitress asked as she finished writing the check out.

"We're new here. My husband and I bought the old Victorian up by the lake."

The waitress suddenly looked at Lacey like she'd just seen a ghost. "The old Akley's Victorian?"

"Yes, I think that's what I remember the realtor calling it," Lacey said.

"So many families have come and gone from that place I can hardly keep count," the waitress said.

Lacey and her son looked at eachother, then at the waitress. "They don't stay? Why?" Lacey asked.

The waitress forced a smile. "I heard so many stories over the years, it's hard to know what's fact and what's just made up."

"What types of stories?" Devon asked.

"Well, I don't wanna alarm you folks, but most people think the place is possessed by some sorta sex demon," the waitress said with a weird look.

Lacey swallowed hard as her eyes got big. "Sex demon?"

"Sounds ridiculous, I know, but that's what they say. Of course, I'm not really the superstitious type, but one thing I do know, folks sure don't keep residence there very long."

On the ride back home Devon and his mom sat in silence for a bit, contemplating the old woman's words. Lacey's son finally broke the silence. "Do you think she's right?"

Lacey shook her head. "Honestly, I...I'm not really sure what to think."

"I told you I've been hearing a voice at the house. Sometimes it tells me that it's making you do things."

There was a short pause in conversation. Then Lacey spoke up. "Oh my God. On the way into town I asked you what would possess me to do such things. Maybe there is something in the house that's possessing us to..."

Devon didn't answer. He knew for a fact that he hadn't been possessed and made to do shit. The fact was, if his mom pulled the car over right now and asked for a hard fuck in back seat, he was more than willing to oblige. However, maybe his mom wasn't as flirty and naughty as he thought she was.

Lacey stopped in front of the house and gave her son a serious look. "We're both strong. If there is some truth to her story. If there's something in there that's trying to possess us and make us do the things we've been doing, then we just have to be strong. We have to be strong and resist it! We'll show this spirit or demon or whatever the hell it is that we're stronger and more determined than it thinks we are."

Devon gave her a resolved look, even though on the inside he was majorly bummed. The truth was, fucking his mom was the most thrilling and pleasurable thing he had ever experienced and he really wanted it to continue. "Sounds good, Mom. We can do this," he lied.

Once inside the house, there was another short awkward silence as they stood in the foyer. "Your father and sister will be here tomorrow. We really should focus on the cleaning today."

"Gotcha! I can um, handle the upstairs if you want?"

Lacey livened up a bit, steadfast in her resolve. "Good plan. I've already got a jump on the kitchen. I'll finish that, then start on the other downstairs rooms."

Devon grabbed the cleaning supplies then headed upstairs. He glanced into his parents bedroom. The ruffled blankets on the cum soaked air mattress reminded him of the events of the previous night. He felt a bit sad that he may never feel his mom gripping onto him while she squirts her love-juice on his dick again.

A voice from nearby startled him. "She's getting horny already. You should try to fuck her again." the squeaky voice said.

Devon decided to see how far he could get by playing along this time. "How long have you lived here?"

There was a short silence. "Hello?" the teen said.

"Don't waste time. You know you wanna fuck her."

"I will, but I want you to answer my question first. How long have you lived here?"

"You should give her a nice hard anal fuck. She loves it up the ass."

Devon was getting impatient. "Look, you obviously can't control me like you can her, so I'm just gonna ignore you AND I'm gonna ignore my mom's sexual advances, unless you answer my question."

After a short pause, the squeaky voice answered. "I'm older than this fucking house. I've been around since the beginning. Thousands have reaped the pleasure I've given them. They should all thank me."

"Are you a ghost? A demon? What?" Devon asked...

"I'm horny, that's who I am. You should be horny too. Maybe she'll suck your cock and lick your balls. You know you want her to."

"Yeah, it's true, I do, but Mom's not falling for your tricks anymore. I'm pretty sure she'll never be acting the way she did yesterday."

"Ha! You'll thank me." Horny said.

"So can you only stay in and around this house, or can you go anywhere?"

After a pause, a squeaky voice answered. "Ego vado usquam."

"What?"

"You should go fuck her. Her pussy is already getting wet," Horny said.

"Whatever! I gotta get to work," Devon said, walking off.

Devon cleaned his room and wasn't bothered by the voice again while he worked. He was cleaning another bedroom when he sensed a presence in the doorway. Startled, he turned to see Lacey leaning in the doorframe watching him. "Jesus, Mom, you scared me."

Lacey giggled. "Sorry sweetie. Did you think it was the evil sex demon stalking you?" she said, then laughed.

Devon did his best to stay off that subject. "I finished my room and just about have this one done, then I'll move on to your room if you want?"

Lacey slowly started towards him. "Yeah, I suppose I should strip the bedding. It looks like an orgasm bomb exploded in there," she said, making them both laugh.

"Yeah, probably a good idea before dad gets here."

"Ugh, your dad. Don't remind me," she muttered with a down look.

"Are you nervous to see him, because of the phone conversation you guys had?"

"No, not nervous, just sad."

"Sad because he might divorce you?" Devon joked.

"Ha no, sad because I'll have to go back to getting a mediocre dick," she said, looking her son in the eyes.

"Oh, um, sorry."

"You know, since our outing this morning, I've been thinking. Like you said, I was helping you yesterday, so um, we really didn't do anything wrong," Lacey said, stepping up to him.

"We didn't?"

She fumbled with his collar teasingly. "No. Educational sex isn't the same as real sex. It's different. So, I thought about that, and...well, I couldn't help but think about how there were some things that I didn't get a chance to show you. Things that I think would help you, you know, when you experience them with girls your own age."

Devon's chest began to tingle with excitement. Clearly Mr. Horny had been hard at work on his mom downstairs. "What kinds of things?"

Lacey looked him in the eyes as she slowly dropped to her knees. "The kinds of things I think you'll like a lot."

Devon watched as she undid his shorts and pulled them down, along with his briefs. Her nostrils flared excitedly from the delightful musky aroma that was rising from his loins. Gripping his cock around the root, her tongue came out and swiped wetly across his big plum colored prick-knob.

"Ohhh man," Devon whimpered, as he watched his mom's long pink tongue swirling around on the tip of his cock.

She tilted her head and began to lick up and down his thick, iron-hard prick. She rolled her tongue on his balls, then drew it all the way up to his pulsating cock-knob, fluttering it against the underside of that flaring wedge. She ducked down again and criss-crossed her tongue as she traced up the bulging ventral vein. "Ohh my God, Mom," Devon whimpered.

Lacey took his meat in her mouth and let it sink until it clogged her throat.

"Ohhhgghh," the boy whimpered, feeling her hot sucking mouth around his cock.

She retracted some, then sucked in even more meat, taking all of his prick into her mouth. Her chin jammed against his smooth nuts and her nose nestled in his wiry pubic hairs as she swallowed his prick to the hilt and held it there.

"Jeeeesus!" Devon's voice quivered as his knees buckled.

"Ggnunnnffhhh," Lacey's throat gurgled, keeping him there for as long as she could. Then she drew back up, the tight ring of her lips squeezing on his cockshaft as her tongue flew wildly against the throbbing rod and crown.

Then the willing mother went to work, her head bobbing up and back in traditional blowjob

fashion.

Devon watched wide-eyed as his mom's stretched lips traveled up and down his erection. She circled her fist around the root and beat his meat into her mouth while she sucked. Every little while, his cock popped from her lips and her strong thick tongue lashed as it circled his wet nob. "Are you liking this, sweetheart?" Lick, lick. "Do you like having your cock sucked like this?" she asked between more licks.

"Yess."

She sucked him deep and bobbed her head again, fucking his hard cock with her mouth and throat. She paused, but only long enough to speak. "Feed me your baby cream."

Lacey bobbed her head faster, fucking her face with her son's hard prick. Soon the slurping, gurgling sounds of a good blow-job filled the bedroom, as the big titted mother greedily sucked.

"I'm gonna cum, Mom!" Devon cried.

Lacey sucked the big cock as hard as she could, panting through her nose. Her left hand pushed between his thighs, squeezing his smooth nut-sac.

"It's gonna...Ohh, Mom!" Devon gasped. His face contorted as he experienced the incredible intensity of his mother's cock-sucking. "Uuugghh!!"

The spunk shot onto the roof of Lacey's mouth, oozing down her throat. Devon whimpered as she eagerly sucked down his load.

"Ohh my God," Devon moaned as he felt his mom suck every drop of cum from his spurting rod.

The knob of his prick popped from Lacey's lips and she smiled up at him. "That was yummy," she said, catching her breath.

Devon watched his mother stand back up and shed her tank top. She reached around and unclasped her big white bra. Her king-sized jugs sprung from the cups, bobbling heavily as she tossed the bra aside.

The teen couldn't help but reach down and stroke his still-hard cock as Lacey pulled her shorts off.

The stripping mother watched her son's fist travel up and down the thick column of cockmeat. "Yes, keep it hard. I just saw a spider in here."

"You did?" Devon asked, not taking his eyes off her as she peeled her thong panties down her silky legs.

Lacey stepped out of her panties. Now completely naked, she stepped towards her teen. "Yes, I did and you know what that means, don't you?"

"What?"

Lacey placed her hands on his shoulders and gracefully sprung from the floor, wrapping her strong naked mommy-legs around his midsection. "I need you to hold me again," she said, pressing her tits on him as she tightened her embrace. "Hold me like you did before, only this time I want your cock inside me."

She reached down and guided his throbbing rod inside her creamy groove. "Uuhhgg," the boy sighed as his boner sunk all the way inside her cunt.

"Ohh yess, fuck meee," the hot mother whimpered, pivoting her hips so she could grind on her son's big cock.

Devon took big handfuls of meaty buttocks as he held mom in the standing fuck position. "Pin me against the wall and fuck me hard!" she gasped, planting wet kisses.

Devon obliged. Lacey's back smacked against the bedroom wall and Devon moaned in delight as he melted into the warm motherly curves folded around him. His cock throbbed and cut up through the tight hot pocket of pink pussy, kissing the back wall of her cunt with his cockhead on every thust.

"Yesss!" the horny mother cried, clutching her teen, squeezing his lean frame with her smooth muscular legs. Her big tits heaved and jiggled, pancaked against his bare chest.

They kissed passionately, their tongues lashing in a wild frenzy. Devon thrust his hard cock with desperate intensity, feeling her use her strong cunt muscles to provide him with maximum pleasure.

The teen's knob tingled, sending an electric jolt to his balls. He slowed his thrusts a tad and tightened his ass, using his skills to prolong their hot sex.

"Oh my God, baby, that's it!" Lacey cried, proud of his progress. "Lift me up and down. Make me bounce and cum on your cock."

Devon stepped back from the wall with a firm grip on her ass with both hands. Lacey held tightly around his neck. Immediately she lifted her long legs high, wiggling her ass on him as she opened her cunt for more of his prick."Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" Her cunt beat wetly on his cock as he lifted her up and down, fucking with savage thrusts.

For a full minute they kept this fuck-pace, Devon skewering Lacey's cunt as it it beat on his loins. "Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Unnnggghhhh!" she cried out, her pussy turning to cream. Her body trembled. She tossed her legs around his back, scissoring her ankles together at his waist as she humped, pumping her pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his prick. "Ohhh fuuck!" she moaned and shook, squirting more juice.

The couple suddenly heard another woman's moan echo through the house, then another woman and then another, screaming out in orgasm. Boys' voices began to join the chorus, moaning and whimpering. It was as if there were a dozen mother and son couples in various areas of the house engaged in a hot fuck, just as Devon and Lacey were.

Devon peered around as he listened, but Lacey continued kissing him, paying little attention to the ghostly cries, as if it was just background music. From what he had found out about the house, it all made sense to the teen. "It must be the voices of moms and sons who've occupied the house in the past. So many of them," he thought as he continued to dick his own mother's cunt.

Devon returned his focus to the task at hand. The jiggling curves and hot juicy cunt on his prick felt exquisite. Hard and fast his ass moved, fucking his jutting prick into her velvety pussy. Lacey gasped as she felt the rhythimic force of his fuck thrusts.

Pleasure shot through the boy's body. "Ohhh damn, Mom, here I cum!" he cried out.

Hot cum gushed up from his balls. Lacey sighed with pleasure as she felt the cock twitch, squirting into the tight grip of her pussy, bathing the inner walls.

Devon's whimpers joined those that were echoing through the house as big ropes of jizz shot out his pisshole and into Lacey's slick smothering cunt.

As the last of his cum oozed from his prick, Devon continued to hold his mom as she planted soft sensual kisses. "You okay?" she asked softly.

"More than ok," he gasped with a smile.

"You're still hard. Are you trying to tell me something?" Lacey said.

"Like what?"

She smiled naughtily. "Like you wanna carry me down to bed and fuck me all over again."

"I'm down with that," he said proudly.

"Well then get a move on, hot shot," she said, giving his ass a little kick with her heel.

Devon carried his clinging mother out the doorway and down to the master bedroom. For two more hours they fucked to near exhaustion, finally collapsing in a sweaty heap of naked flesh.

They kissed and stroked each other's bodies for what seemed like an eternity. Devon was sucking his mother's tits when a text went off on her phone. She reached over to look, then sat up in a panic. "Shit!"

"What?"

"It's your father, they're twenty minutes away," she said, hopping up and slipping on her panties.

Devon hurried to his feet and began getting dressed. "I thought they weren't gonna be here until tomorrow."

"They must have decided not to stop for the night."

In only her panties, Lacy reached over and fondled Devon's cock through his briefs. "This is so unfair. I need you inside me again."

"Yeah, but we can't. They'll be here before you know it."

"That's true, but what if we're not here," she said, clinging to him, rubbing her wobbling tits on his chest.

"Not here?"

"Yes, exactly. We didn't know they were so close. We went out for a drive. We went some distance. It might be awhile before we even get back," she said, formulating a plan.

"So we're leaving?" Devon asked, amused at his mom's attempt to get more time with him.

"Yess. I love to fuck in a car. We'll find a nice secluded spot. It'll be wild," she said with a thrill.

Devon laughed. Even in desperate times, he would never turn down a chance to fuck her. "Whatever you want, Mom."

Minutes later, they were rushing to the car. They jumped in and Lacey started the engine. "Shit, what way will they be coming? We don't wanna pass them on the road."

Devon pointed. "That way. That's the way we came when we got here."

Lacey turned the car around and tore off in the opposite direction. As she drove, she reached over and fondled her son's cock through his shorts. "Oh baby, keep it hard. I need it hard," she said in an extremely horny tone.

"You keep doing that and it will stay hard forever," he sighed, feeling his mother's hand squeeze and pull.

Lacey suddenly froze, then put her wandering hand back on the steering wheel. "Oh my God, what am I doing?!"

"What? Ohh..." Devon muttered, suddenly remembering how she had drastically changed the last time they left the house. "She must be outside the horny demon's influence again! Fuck, here we go with the tears," he thought.

Lacey sniffled. "I've been absolutely awful."

"It hasn't been just you, Mom. I'm to blame too."

She brought the car to a quick stop. "No, I'm the mother. I should never have let those things happen between us."

"It wasn't you. I mean, it was, but it was mostly the demon that lives in the house. The sex demon that the lady at the diner told us about. It's been making you...um, us do things." Devon explained, not wanting his mom to believe that he was fooling around without supernatural influence.

"Yes, your right. We have to do something."

"Do what?"

"If we go back to that house it'll ruin us. It'll destroy my marriage. It will break apart our family.Things will be a mess."

"We have to go back though. Dad and Jenna are almost at the house."

Lacey took a second to regain her thoughts. "Even if I somehow convince your father to leave the house, to not live there, this demon, it'll keep trying to control whoever lives there. Who knows how many families it will break apart. We can't let that cycle continue."

"So, um, what are you suggesting, Mom?"

"We have to stop it and there may be only one way to do that." Lacey said as her and her son looked at one another, both knowing what had to be done.

Back inside the house, Lacey and Devon rushed through the kitchen. The teen pulled the stove away from the wall and he and his mom looked at the gas line. "Shit, do we have any tools to disconnect it?" Lacey asked.

Devon glanced around frantically. "I could check the basement."

"No time." The mother said, then tried to pull it apart, but to no avail. "Damnit!"

"Let me try, Mom!" Devon said, grabbing the gas line.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Came a squeaky voice from across the kitchen. Both mother and son heard it and looked in that direction. "You guys should get in bed and fuck. You could be fucking your asses off right now."

"Don't listen." Lacey muttered, doing her best to focus on the task at hand.

"You both should thank me," Horny said.

Devon yanked on the line as Lacey continued to look in the direction of the voice. Suddenly the line popped free and gas fumes began to spew from the broken end. "Got it, Mom! Let's get outta here!"

"You know you wanna suck his dick. His big juicy dick," Horny said, capturing the mother's attention.

"Yess," she muttered as if in a sexual trance.

Devon choked on the gas fumes, which quickly filled the kitchen. "No! I got the matches.We have to go, Mom. Let's go!" he shouted, physically pulling her to the door.

"Wait, come back! Put his dick in your cunt again! Fuck! Suck!!" The demon's voice called out.

Rushing out the back door, Devon turned and lit a match. "Suck on this!" he shouted, then threw the match inside.

The kitchen's interior ignited in a giant ball of fire. Hand in hand, Mom and son rushed away from the house as the flames quickly spread.

A short time later, a large moving truck came up the wooded street. As Ron and his daughter looked out the window, a brilliant orange glow came into view. "Something's on fire," Jenna said.

"That 'something' is our house. Shit!" Ron said in panic and disbelief.

"Oh my God," his daughter muttered.

The house was fully engulfed. Lacey and Devon stood at the side of the street just out of harm's way. Ron stopped the truck, jumped out and quickly embraced his wife. "Are you guys ok?"

"We barely got out. I don't know what happened. We woke and...and there was smoke everywhere," she lied.

"It's gonna be ok," Ron muttered in disbelief as they watched their dream home go up in flames.

Lacey squeezed her husband tight. "Thank God you're here."

Devon smiled inside seeing his mom gladly back together with his father. There was a tinge of guilt knowing what they'd been up to, but also a bit of sadness and jealousy, realizing that it would never happen again.

TWO MONTHS LATER

The family was happily settled in a new home in a different town. It was a charming Cape on a big piece of land. Even though the burned up Victorian was uninsured, Ron hoped he would still be able to regain most of his investment by selling the lakefront parcel. Lacey prayed that whoever purchased it had no intention of building a home there.

Life soon got back to normal. Ron was busy at his new job. Jenna eagerly started school and made new friends. Devon was preparing for college and had secured part-time work locally.

Lacey returned to her life as a housewife. She had patched things up with her husband by convincing him that their phone conversation that night was just a joke pushed too far. The mother was eager to add a new addition to the family very soon. It was only a week ago that her doctor informed her that she was two months pregnant. The family was elated. Her and Devon hadn't discussed their sexual exploits, nor the fact that he was most likely the one who had gotten her pregnant.

Devon was in his bedroom scrolling through social media when he was startled by a familiar squeaky voice. "Did you miss me?" Horny asked.

"Oh shit," he muttered, staring across the room.

"You're alone in the house with her. Her pussy's wet. You should fuck her!" Horny said.

"How? How did you get here?"

After a pause, a squeaky voice answered. "Ego vado usquam."

"What?"

"I go anywhere."

"So how did you find us? When did you get here?" Devon asked, his heart tingling excitedly at the implications.

His door slowly swung open and Lacey appeared in the doorway. "Sweetie? Who are you talking to?"

Devon marveled at how incredibly sexy she looked standing there in shorts and a snug cami

top. Her belly was showing the beginnings of a baby-ball and her tits were already visibly bigger. "Nobody, Mom, just thinking out loud," he lied.

Lacey smiled at him. He was lying. She knew he was. "Why don't you come down to my bedroom. I um, I need you to help me with something," she said with a wicked sparkle in her eye.

"Oh um, ok. Be right there."

After she stepped out, Devon sat there a moment, his cock hardening in his shorts. "Maybe it's nothing. I shouldn't get my hopes up. She probably just needs help moving something. I know Horny found us, but she could have more resolve this time. She would probably never let things go that far again," he thought.

He walked out of his bedroom. On the hallway floor was a trail of clothing...tank top, bra and panties that his mom was just wearing, all leading to his parents bedroom. His heart skipped a beat, cock flexing in his briefs.

He heard Horny's voice behind him. "You should thank me."

Devon smiled. "Thank you," he said.

THE END