All in the family guy Vol 1 [Updated] | By : Jackal_Productions Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 28096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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No one was home for a change. It was about 10 p.m. as Chris hopped off the bus and saw the house sat completely dark. His Dad was probably at the Clam getting smashed. That or in the middle of a crazy caper that had the chance to disrupt the whole city. Meg was either asleep or taking a night class or something. Meg’s life was a mystery to the other Griffins, not that anyone made any actual effort to find how or what she was actually doing with her time. It was a Friday night so, if the lights were down this late, his mom was either sleeping, drunk, or bailing out his dad.
Another solo birthday, it appeared.
Chris didn’t mind having the house to himself. Anyone else at home would just hamper his plans for the night: A quick quick hit of his bong and a couple rounds of “polishin’ the ol hand flute” ,as his dad would say, before falling asleep.
“Hello? Anybody home?!” Chris called out into the dark house as he walked inside, just double checking that a surprise party wasn’t waiting for him.
Unbroken silence was all that answered. The young man let off a slight huff, still feeling a sting of pain despite completely expecting this level of callous disinterest from his family in areas outside of personal satisfaction.
He flipped on the lights in the kitchen, in the off chance the matriarch of the household was passed out at the kitchen table. An empty bottle and a tipped over chair was all that was found. Chris flipped the lights back off and called out again, “Anyone at all? Brian? Stewie? Mom?”
Nothing.
The next stop was the master bedroom. A quick pop over to his mother’s hamper netted him a pair of used panties. A black thong with a small cherry on the front near the top. "Oh, you are gonna get put to use tonight!” Chris spoke to the undies before pressing the crotch of the panties against his nose and breathing deep. An intoxicated sigh accompanies the slowly stirring bulge in his work pants.
The birthday boy flipped on the lights as he walked into his bedroom when his eyes were drawn right to his bed and the gift. “Happy 24th birthday. Last scene is the best, huh? Well let's see about that. Big Red hasn’t led me wrong yet.” Chris said aloud as he undid his pants and kicked off his sneakers.
Chris had been using his mother as his inspiration for quite a while, ever since Lois’ midnight snack. That night replayed over and over in his head but Chris tried hard to ignore the thoughts the best he could.It didn’t matter though because it was almost like Lois could sense Chris’ lust growing more and more as the years passed.
Her most blatant grabs at Chris’ attention were when Peter was out of the house. Lois' husband was gone from anywhere between a day to a couple of months so the teasing was pretty constant and uninterrupted. Lois loved to show off some lesser used items in her wardrobe. This collection started as a way to get her husband’s attention when there was still a spark of hope but Peter never took notice. Now, Her son was the target.
Unlike her husband, Chris never uttered a joke about her body or called her old but why would he? She had aged incredibly well and loved to buy clothes that turned heads. From gym shorts that she saw younger girls wearing, her ass cheeks normally hung out the bottom, to tube tops that showed off her surprisingly perky breasts. It helped too that the tube tops constantly rubbed against her nipples, flashing her high beams at passersby.
Lois’ diabolical teasing didn’t stop with just her clothes. Lois always dropped double entendre and lewd remarks all the time that seemed to sail right over Peter’s head. Sausages were licked and slowly slurped while making direct contact with her son during breakfast. Every mouthful of milk would have some spillage on her chin or dripped down onto her exposed cleavage.
“Ah, I think I took too much. Love a good mouthful of milk.” Lois said off-handedly one morning after clearing a bowl of cereal. Instead of a remark from Brian or a joke from Peter, the only thing heard was a soft thud. The words of his mother broke the button on his boxers after countless moments of strain. Just as surprised by the lack of response from the others at the table, Lois got up and strolled out. Chris’ eyes were as wide as dinner plates, mouth agape, while he watched the ginger vixen walk away as if nothing happened. Needless to say, he was the last one up from the kitchen table that morning.
Lois’ patience was wearing thin with Chris’ as time went on. Though her teasing was clearly received by her son, he was able to hold out far longer than one man should. She wasn’t sure where he got that kind of impulse control because Peter could barely keep a single train of thought for longer than a couple minutes. Lois’ impulse control was just as bad as she still loved shoplifting as well as the rush of almost getting caught while having a lover over. Compared to the two of them, Chris was like a monk.
As Chris got older, Lois got bolder. Starting one birthday, a special gift was left on his pillow. It was a DVD with Lois on the cover.
The title read “Anal housewives 19” with Lois folded up in full nelson position, her ankles posted above her head, with a large black cock stuffed up into her ass. Her ginger hair was heavily disheveled as the face of the mother of three was contorted into what looked like a mixture of pleasure and pain, eyes clenched tight and mouth open in a scream. From the porn he had watched, it looked like she was actively orgasming.
Come to find that 'Quest for fur' was not the only porn Lois starred in and was on the vanilla end of her filmography. Through the random drops, Chris learned about his mother’s alter ego, Big Red.
Big Red had no limits and lived for the feeling of orgasm. Her own orgasm as well as the feeling of cum inside and out. Last year, Chris watched Red in 'Suburban suck-off 4: swallow only!'. In what he could have sworn was their own backyard, Chris witnessed his mother pleasure 10 guys before drinking down their collective jizz from a gaudy gauntlet. Tipping the glass, it took her 3 gulps to make the load disappear. Opening her mouth wide, Lois’ maw showed no trace of the jizz. The final scene ended with the cameraman zooming into her face.
"Anything you want to say, Big Red?" A voice asks while Lois runs a finger under her chin to collect a stray rope.
"That was so much fun! Once this camera's off, we're gonna have a long wrap up party!" It faded out after the milf kissed the lens.
Eventually, Big Red was fed up with all her actions not drawing the desired reaction and formulated a plan. The night of his, at the time, current birthday day, Lois launched the most bold and direct maneuver she had attempted since her first taste. It also happened to be the week Lois decided to take up yoga after Peter made the billionth joke about her age…
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