Something New About Mom (A Jeeves Prompt, posted with permission)

Story by FerretFyre on SoFurry

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#71 of Smut I Commissioned

A housewife happily adjusts to the new lewdness of her life after she gains the ability to make anybody super horny for her. Written by Jeeves, posted with his blessing.


  • Sometimes you just ask Jeeves, "Man, we just need debauchery." And the man delivers. This time, a nice, normal housewife enjoys some quality time with her family. And is able to induce extreme arousal just by being in the room. Wholesome times. As always, this is written by the legendary Jeeves, so follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon.

Something New About Mom

No-one in the family could quite put their finger on it, but... there was something new about mom. At least, that was how her children saw it when they arrived home for summer break, each of the twins somewhat reluctant to return after a whirlwind first year of college, while their older brother intended only to stop off for a week or two, before returning to his new apartment with a few more boxes of his things.

For Margaret's husband though, he had noticed the change a few weeks prior. And though he too couldn't quite place what it was, they were both well aware of its effects on their relationship.

"Mnhh-hhahh... Claude, the kids are gonna be back any minute... yh-hhooohhhyess... we can't..."

He heard his wife's words. He knew they were right. But, he couldn't stop himself. He couldn't keep his face out from between her legs, his tongue off her clit. The chocolate lab slurped loudly, greedily, feeling Margaret's juices streaming down his plump face and knowing he was exactly where the universe needed him to be. Despite her quite correct statement about their offspring's return home though, having received a text saying as much from Matilda just a few minutes prior, Margaret couldn't bring herself to push her husband away from her pussy. It felt too good. It felt fucking incredible. After years of fairly infrequent, mediocre sex, her orgasmic needs almost always met by him holding a vibrator to her clit well after his balls had drained inside her, finally her husband wanted her. And, finally, she wanted him too. All the time. Which was lucky, because he couldn't so much as look at her without finding some way to integrate sex into what they were doing. Sex that was not just partly or even mostly, but entirely focused on her pleasure. Her satisfaction. Her cumming over and over and over again, until Claude's fingers or tongue or cock or all three were too sore for him to effectively please his wife any more.

From where she was standing in the hall, Margaret could hear her eldest's car pulling up with all three of her beloved kids inside. She could hear the engine shut off over her husband's loud slurps and her whimpers, but just as she heard her sons and her daughter's voices chatting warmly to one another as they pulled their bags from the car and walked up the garden path, her ears were filled with a shrill, yelping sound that it took the golden retriever a few bliss-stricken moments to realise were her own screams of orgasmic pleasure. She gripped her husband's head desperately with one hand, holding him against her pulsating pussy as she fought to stifle her cries with the other. It was no good though. She heard a mutter from outside...

"What the fuck??"

She heard the handle twist. The door swing open.

"Mom? Was that you? Are you oka-..."

She heard Leon's deep voice ring out, only to falter as he set eyes upon her. And then...

"Oh. Jeez, mom, don't make me worry like that! I thought you'd hurt yourself or something."

Just as Claude pulled back from his wife's pussy, his muzzle dripping with liberal amounts of her arousal, Leon stepped forward and gave his mother a hug. The lab-retriever cross was almost a foot taller than either of his parents, and both Claude and Margaret swore that over the last semester he'd somehow found a way to get even more toned and handsome. Margaret giggled bashfully as her older son swept her into a warm hug, only to gasp as his hands slid down her back and squeezed her ass.

"Hey, mom?"

He murmured, looking down at his mother with the same glazed, somewhat drunk look that not just her husband but literally every adult she had encountered since her 'incident' a few weeks ago possessed. His fingers massaged and kneaded her bare buttocks beneath her skirt, already hiked up and tangled around her waist from her husband's recent oral efforts, and her panties resting all but forgotten in their drawer upstairs.

"Is there... something new about you? Have you changed your hair or... y'know, tried some new shampoo or something? Coz... you're looking good, mom. Really... really good..."

Margaret stared up into Leon's eyes, and trembled as she saw her son leaning down, tilting his head slightly, parting his lips in readiness for a kiss that for some reason she wanted so, so badly all of a sudden.

"Hey! Don't hog her!"

A playfully frustrated voice shocked mom and eldest son out of their reverie, and with flushed cheeks and trembling thighs, they stepped back from their embrace as the twins hurried forward and sandwiched Margaret between them.

"Hi mom!"

Louis beamed as he squeezed his mother from behind, kissing her on one cheek even as he found his hips grinding against her bare ass.

"Ditto, mom!"

Andrea giggled as she cuddled up to her mother's front, her lean, tomboyish frame melting into the older woman's curves and her eyes soon falling from Margaret's face to stare openly and rather obscenely down at her mother's chest. They didn't say anything. They didn't ask anything like Leon had. But, Margaret could feel her younger son's cock hardening against her ass, and she could feel her daughter's hands shaking as they wrapped around her, as though on the very verge of surrendering to temptation and starting to explore. She looked over Andrea's shoulder to where Claude was now standing, still bottomless with his jeans and boxers cast aside several hours prior and never retrieved. She looked questioningly to her husband, wordlessly asking how they should go ahead knowing that her condition was able to affect their kids as much as any other adult. He just smiled drunkenly back at her though, and after a few more seconds, as he watched Leon pacing back and forth, clearly perturbed by being forced out of his mother's arms, Claude addressed the entire family.

"It's great to have you all back again. Now, how about we go up to me and your mom's room, and we all take turns fucking her senseless for a bit?"

Margaret's eyes bulged. A strangled cry, albeit one of pure lust, escaped her muzzle, and she felt her legs quiver and her clit throb as in unison all three of their smart, beautiful, grown-up children cried out in delight, and immediately began to manoeuvre their mother towards the stairwell like it was the most natural and simple solution in all the world.

That first day of the college summer break, the family home was alive with the boisterous noises of two generations once again. Rather than hearing Leon laughing with his old high school buddies in the back yard though, or Andrea and Louis cheering one another on in whatever video-game they were tag-teaming at that particular moment, all the sound echoed out from the main bedroom.

Margaret's blissful shrieks were a near constant, even when muffled. Alongside them though, in an unbroken sequence, the house rang with the cries of her children and her husband as they fucked her one by one, Andrea gleefully demonstrating what she had learned in her freshman year of college by diligently scissoring her and her mom's pussies to mutual, gushing climaxes between the boys ploughing their cocks deep into Margaret's soaking, spasming pussy. When they weren't actively fucking her, they were worshipping her. Kissing and suckling on her breasts. Making out with her directly, or, in Andrea's case in particular, wrapping herself around one of her mother's arms and humping herself to additional orgasms between those that she was able to grant Margaret's pussy herself.

By the time the four of them were tired out enough to give Margaret a chance to rise from the bed, cum wasn't just leaking but oozing freely from Margaret's pussy, and more than a little from her asshole too after Louis had confided his desire to feel that particular kind of hole wrapped around his cock for the first time. Her fur was streaked and matted with cum and ample amounts of her daughter's ejaculate, and Margaret was almost satisfied, almost content and free from the need to cum any more as she called up a local pizza place and put in a sizeable order for the entire family. Most of the time she tried to cook at home herself, but it had been hard enough lately cooking in the kitchen with her husband repeatedly bending her over to fuck her as she stirred something at the stove or tonguing her asshole while she tried to chop veggies. She didn't even want to try with four bodies clamouring for her attention at once.

When the pizza guy arrived forty minutes later, the rest of the house were still out cold, lying in an unconscious pile of entangled, lovingly cuddling arms and legs on the bed even without Margaret there with them. Freshly showered but only wearing a robe, Margaret answered the door, knowing full well what would happen.

Louis was the first to wake, and he padded out of the room in search of his mother as her cries of pleasure rang through the house. He smiled as he saw her standing near the door, beside a pile of pizza boxes with a skunk slamming his cock into her over and over as he pressed her against the hallway wall.

"Please... cum for me again..."

He begged, his voice strained, genuinely desperate to have his wish come true. Louis felt his cock stiffening anew despite the slight ache of over-use which accompanied its fresh rise. He moved down the stairs towards the pizza guy and his mother, admiring the skunk's fluffy tail and sweet, firm ass beneath it. Louis stepped to the side of them, smiled as the pizza guy's glazed eyes regarded him without shame, and reached between their grinding, bucking bodies to start rubbing his mother's clit.

"You heard him, mom."

Louis moaned, his tail wagging and his cock throbbing within the grip of his remaining free hand.

"Cum. Mom. Cum for him again, and when he's filled you up... I'll eat his cum right out of you, before we sit down for pizza. Oh, and while we're eating?"

Louis murmured curiously, though he paused after his question to simply watch and listen as his mother tensed up, sobbed in ecstasy, and began to jerk and shudder as the skunk kept fucking her hard right through her second orgasm at his, and now her younger son's combined behest. Only after the skunk had unloaded in her pussy, pushing her to a third peak just as her second was trailing off, did Louis actually get to speak his question aloud. He cuddled up to his mother as the pizza guy reluctantly pulled up his pants, no doubt wanting to bury his face between Margaret's legs but at least somewhat satisfied to know that she had someone else to grant her more of the myriad orgasms she deserved. Louis kissed his mother deeply on the lips, and as the pizza guy left just as Andrea began to pad down the stairs towards her mom and twin brother, Louis finally voiced what had been on both their minds since the moment they laid eyes on their mother early that afternoon.

"Did, uh... did you get new ear-studs or something?"

Louis murmured dreamily as he took up the exact same position as the pizza guy had, and pressed his cock into his mother's pussy with the warmth of the skunk's cum still tangibly present within her. From over his shoulder, Andrea giggled in agreement, and nodded as her twin brother kissed their mom, finishing his statement on Louis' behalf before dropping to her knees and crawling down to lap at the entangled loins of her parent and twin.

"Yeah! Did you? Or, was that a new skirt earlier? Because, there's definitely something new about you!"

By Jeeves