The relationship between a mother and a son is intended to be a wholesome one; certainly nothing involving sex. However, so many young people lack any control these days, or much of any sense of discipline or decency-it is not surprising they will become involved in sexual contacts that are shocking to say the least.
Our story revolves around a teen-ager who wanted to have sex with his mother. At first the mother was revolted by such a suggestion. However, as her young son used a bit of psychology on her, telling her how beautiful she was-and how he couldn't control himself around her-she finally did relent.
With her husband gone, the opportunity to revel in a teen-age sexual fantasy brought her momentary lustful happiness. However, there was always the nagging tug of conscience. For, she was well aware that what she was doing was termed "sick" by society. To hide her guilt, and destroy her fears, she took to drink. An alcoholic haze made it possible to engage her son in a variety of bizarre sexual acts. In this way she calculated she could keep him to herself.
Her theory proved correct. For when her teenage son would date young girls his own age, he couldn't get them to do the unique, but off-beat sex acts his mom would perform. And so, he would make a beeline back to mom for more sex. She was delighted she had succeeded in luring him back to her bed, regardless of the fact-she still felt conscience pangs.
However, a trip to Acapulco proved her undoing. For here, her young son was tempted by older women to bed down for money. He was delighted he could enjoy sexual relations with willing women who'd do anything to entertain him-and pay him as well.
Driven to provide competition, his mom found a Latin lover, and this turned into a triangle orgy. Back in their hometown, she couldn't keep him to herself-and that was when the pain became overpowering. Driven to desperation, she came to a fateful finish in her relationship with her willing son.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER 1
When Marilee caught her young son looking at center folds and jacking off, she was indeed disturbed.
"What are you doing that for?" she exclaimed. "Do you want to help me, mom?" Clint grinned at her.
Marilee was surprised that her young son Clint could act this boldly. He had always been shy when it came to matters of sex.
"Clint," she told him frankly, "that's not good for you. You should get, your sexual release through swimming or sports."
"Look, mom," the young boy said as he removed his hand from his penis, "I can't get my rocks off when I'm playing football."
"It is not right that you play with yourself," she said emphatically. "When I was a young girl I will never forget my mother catching my brother doing just what you're doing."
"Did she help him?" Clint chuckled.
"It's no laughing matter, son," Marilee said sternly, "you won't enjoy the wonders of a woman if you keep doing that."
"Where's the woman?"
Marilee stood there in her negligee and as her naked young son looked up at her she knew exactly what he was thinking. The lustful desire was burning in his eyes.
"Now don't tell me you want to go to bed with me?" Marilee shrugged.
Her young son got to his feet. His erect cock attracted her attention. But Clint was looking at her firm round breasts and her fur-trimmed triangle through her sheer negligee. All of the sudden Marilee caught on to what he was doing. He was mentally masturbating. Hastily, she covered herself.
"Stop it," she said, "have you no pride?"
"I've got pride but I've got a hard-on, too," Clint said tightly. "Why don't you lie down here and let me fuck you?"
"Fine thing for you to say to your mother," she said as she turned around.
When Clint got a look at his mother's ass cheeks he knew he wanted to fuck her there, too.
He grabbed her shoulder and roughly pushed her down on the bed.
"Son," she said evenly, "you don't dare force yourself at me."
"I'm gonna make you beg for it," he told her. "You haven't been screwed in a long time. Ever since dad left you."
"Don't mention your father," she said evenly. "He was a sex fiend and I had to get rid of him."
"I know," he laughed, "you found lipstick on his shorts. You got jealous of the old man."
"Your father was a good-for-nothing philanderer," she said. "He was trying to get in other women's panties. I had enough of him."
It was obvious to him that it wasn't a good thing to mention his father at all. However, now that he had his mother lying before him he began massaging her bosoms.
"I'll bet on some rainy cold night," he smiled, "you wish you had a man in bed with you. You wish you had somebody licking your tits."
"Don't talk dirty," she warned him.
"And I bet you wish you had someone eating your box," he continued.
Marilee was so startled by the words her son was saying, she couldn't speak.
"How would you like to lick my dick, mom?" he suggested.
At this point she saw him reach for his cock. Then he gripped her hand and pulled it down to his penis.
"Pump it," he told her, "pump my cock. If you won't let me fuck you and you won't suck me, you can at least give me a hand job."
Realizing that she had no alternative, Marilee gripped his cock and began pulling.
"Faster," he told her, "that's the way I like it.
She was pumping rapidly now and to her surprise she was discovering there was a measure of enjoyment in doing it for him.
"It's getting harder now," he told her. "It's a shame you're not gonna get that nice load of cream. If you'd wrap your hot mouth around it, mom, you could suck it off in no time."
"Oh, son," she said, "you shouldn't talk like that to me."
"But I have these urges and these desires," he explained, "I want to have a woman lick my dick. Don't you understand?"
"Your father was the same way," she complained, "warped as could be. He had the nerve to ask me to go down on him."
"Yeah," he said as he watched her pumping. "Pump it hard. That's it. Feel the balls with your other hand, mom."
Soon Marilee found herself concentrating on her jack-off job. She tickled his testicles with her other hand and went on pumping.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "now you're doing it. That's really good."
She was really getting excited now and so was he.
"Why don't you let your tongue lick it?" Clint suggested to his mother.
Marilee moved over and looked at his cock head closely. It reminded her so much of her husband's long penis when he offered it to her. She remembered all too vividly how she refused him and how angry he got. She remembered how he begged to eat her pussy and how she also refused him that.
"Come on, mom," he said in a coaxing voice, "caress it with your tongue. Please."
"I don't think you know what you're asking me to do," she said as she went on pulling on his cock. "You're asking me to perform fellatio."
"No, I'm not," he objected, "I'm asking you to suck off my cock."
"That's what it is technically," Marilee explained. "Fellatio. And when you go down on a woman that's cunnilingus."
"Knock off this crap talk," he said angrily. "When you go down on a chick you're eating her box."
It was obvious to her that her son wasn't going to pay any attention. For he had his hand on her neck and he was forcing her down on his mammoth male member.
"You'll like it if you try it," he told her, "just taste me. I had Betty at school suck me and she said she liked me."
Suddenly her tongue was on his cock head.
"Suck it for me," he begged anxiously, "suck it, mom. That's it. Suck the damn thing off."
She let her mouth slip farther down his cock shaft. And soon she was indeed sucking.
"I like it," he told her, "you're giving me good head, mom. Keep it up."
It didn't take Marilee long to discover how to excite him with her mouth job. First she let her tongue lave the head of his big cock. Then she dipped her tongue in the small slit at the top of his penis. She could easily taste him. He tasted good to her. Suddenly she wanted him to shoot off in her mouth.
"Eat me," he begged, "eat my dick, mom. Come on, suck off that big juicy prick."
She enjoyed having him caressing the back of her throat with his velvety cock head.
"Oh, mom," he exclaimed as he deep throat fucked her, "you're really gonna have me creaming. That's wild. Oh, yes. Do me."
His insistent cock stabs continued. He was becoming more intensely excited every moment.
"Suck my prick," he begged her, "suck it. Suck my big juicy dick. That's what I want you to do. Suck that cock off. Suck it. Suck every drop of it."
All at once Clint exploded in his mother's mouth. Her son's fresh virile cock sperm tasted delicious to her. She sucked and swallowed. When he saw her cheeks pulling in he was pleased. For he hadn't been able to get his high school lover to swallow his seed.
Gripping her head he guided her farther down over his cock as he continued thrusting forward.
"Yes," he exclaimed eagerly, "that's the way I like it. Now you're sucking. Oh, mom, what a wild cock suck. That's the way I like it."
It was amazing to her how much her young son could enjoy himself. She had feasted on his penis and enjoyed it. Immediately she had a flash back to her husband. She remembered how he had pleaded and begged for her to blow him. She also remembered how she had refused.
As she lay there with misty eyes her young son was pulling apart her filmy pink negligee. She didn't say a word for she was lost in her thoughts. Perhaps if she had given in to her husband she would have him today. She knew that subconsciously she had wanted Clint for a long time. For Clint was a carbon copy of her handsome virile husband she had lost.
"You've got such beautiful boobs, mom," Clint complimented her. "They're smooth and firm. Oh, I want to tickle them with my tongue."
Clint's mouth moved over her bosoms. His tongue licked vigorously at each nipple and his teeth nibbled.
"Suck my breasts," she begged as she reached out and guided her young son's head.
"Oh, baby," she smiled as she looked at him, "I've waited to be loved like this so long."
Clint's hands were on his mother's mound. He was patting it passionately.
"If you want to lick me there," she admitted, "it'll be all right."
This was what Marilee wanted. Ever since her husband had made a tongue trail down to her vagina and started to suck her she had wondered what it would be like for someone to eat her pussy. She was discovering this as Clint's tongue slid smoothly into her vagina slit.
Young Clint was breathing rapidly now. His heart was pounding quickly and his cock was getting another hard-on. He slid his hands under his mother's smooth ass cheeks. He held her there as he ate her pussy. The aroma of her crotch excited him. The taste of her drove him out of his mind. His tongue lapped and whipped in wild motions inside of her pussy. He was trying to prove to all womanhood he was a lover. A tiger with a tongue. A tongue that wouldn't be stopped until he titillated her, exciting her to a scorching climax.
"Eat me, baby," his mother begged passionately as she finally threw her legs over her young son's shoulders.
Clint was happy that she wanted it as much as he wanted it.
"Oh, honey," she told him, "I'll tell you how to do it. You alternate your tongue action. Keep it a fast pace and then slow down. Real slow. Oh, yes, yes, that's the way I like it."
It thrilled him when his mother's hot hands gripped his head and forced him down over her pussy.
Suddenly she juiced in his face. His tongue surged inside of her and he quickly swept up her liquids.
"Ohhh, baby," she groaned in delight. "Yes, that's the way I like it. Oh, sweetheart. Now you're really sucking me."
Nothing that she had ever experienced of a sexual nature ever meant as much as when her young son's tongue found her pussy juicing.
When he finished he pulled out and rested his head on her thigh.
"We've done something terrible," she said softly.
"I know we have," he admitted, "but we couldn't help ourselves."
"I needed it and so did you," she nodded.
"As long as we don't tell anybody," Clint said, "we're safe."
"I won't either, mom," he assured her. "What we do between us is our business."
"Maybe we could take a vacation together," she suggested, "where we could be alone. They wouldn't have to know we were mother and son. Wouldn't it be exciting, dear?"
"It would," he told her. "I want to try everything with you."
Finally Marilee went back to her room. Clint had difficulty sleeping. For all he could think about was sex.
The next day at school Clint noticed a new girl. She was an innocent-looking honey-haired blonde with saucer blue eyes.
"I'm Clint," he introduced himself, "and what's your name?"
"Cathy," she smiled, "pleased to meet you, Clintm I'm finding this a real friendly school."
"Everybody's pretty nice around here," he agreed. "Of course you have to watch out for some guys."
"Naturally," she nodded.
It was obvious to him that Cathy liked him a lot.
"Cathy," he asked her, "I wonder if we could have a date?"
"I don't know why not," she said. "I'm foot-loose and imagine free since I broke up with my steady."
"You had a steady?" young Clint asked the cute blonde.
"Yes," she admitted, "I was going with Eddie. He was a real nice boy. However, when they caught him glue sniffing and they took him off to Juvenile we couldn't make it anymore."
"I should say I'm sorry," young Clint smiled, "but I'm not. I think we will make real good friends."
"I hope so," she said as the bell rang and they parted.
When Clint went home that night he was happy to inform his mother that he'd found a new girl at school. She didn't share his delirious excitement.
"What is she like?" she asked nervously.
"She's beautiful," Clint assured her, "she has soft blue eyes and nice blonde hair. Great shape, too."
"How old is she?" Marilee asked her son.
"Sixteen," he chuckled, "sweet sixteen and never been eaten."
"Look," Marilee said tightly, "I don't want you talking that way about your young girl friends. No doubt she is an innocent young thing and needs a good time but no sex. Certainly you don't want to get her pregnant. Then there's always the fear that she could be carrying some dreaded disease. Girls these days aren't as clean as they were in my day."
"I'll be careful, mom, don't worry about me," Clint winked.
CHAPTER 2
Even though Clint had told his mom not to worry about him, she did. For she had visions of him forgetting her as he practiced on other women what she had helped teach him.
On Saturday night Clint persuaded his mother to let him take the car so he could pick up his new find.
When he pulled up in front of Cathy's home, he observed another man there. He wondered what the score was. Walking up the steps he could see they were arguing heatedly.
"Eddie, I'm not going out with you anymore," she said emphatically. "I've got a new friend." Eddie glared at Clint.
"Hi, Mr. Muscles," he said, "how are ya doing?"
"Pleased to meet you," Clint said testily.
"Wish I could say the same," Eddie smiled, "but I'm not pleased to meet you. You're taking my girl friend away from me."
"Don't listen to him," she babbled, "I'm not going with Eddie anymore. Ever since he got picked up for sniffing, I'm through with him."
"You'd better not have anything to do with her," Eddie said, "because she's my girl. I'll let you go out with her because she's making a fuss. But if I ever hear of you having sex with her I'll chop off your nuts."
"Thank you," Clint laughed in his face.
When he and Cathy were out alone, Cathy began sobbing.
"Oh, Clint," she apologized, "I'm so ashamed of what happened."
"You don't have to be," he told her.
Finally he made up his mind he was going to have sex with her at a drive-in movie.
"Would it be all right if we went to a drive-in show?" he asked eagerly.
"Anything you want to do," she said, "I feel like such a heel. That damned Eddie coming back and trying to wreck our relationship."
"He didn't wreck anything," Clint said emphatically.
Once in the drive-in movie it didn't take long for him to push back the seat and wrap his arms lovingly around Cathy.
"You're a beautiful girl, Cathy," he smiled.
Cathy felt him feeling of her bosom.
"Hands off," she insisted, "I don't want you playing around with my breasts."
"Why not?" he asked innocently.
"After what happened with Eddie I'm not in the mood for fooling around."
"But I've got a hard prick," he told her, "and I thought maybe if I kissed you and played with your tits I would get my gun off."
"That would be a waste," Cathy said in amazement.
"I don't read you," he told her.
"I mean," she explained, "that you should slip your dick in my mouth and let me suck it off for you."
"Would you do that?" he asked shyly. "Of course I would," she said. "Eddie used to have me blow him all the time."
"Shall we do it in the back seat?" he suggested.
"I was just going to suggest that myself," she told him.
They got in the back seat. The horror movie played on while the two of them played with each other.
Clint was a bit surprised at how bold she became.
"No use to keep your pants on," she told him. "Take them off and your shorts, too."
Unfastening his shoes and removing his socks, he pulled down his pants. Next he slipped off his shorts. Once his throbbing cock was out of the confinement of his cotton shorts he spread his legs invitingly.
"Would you mind if I sucked your ass-hole first?" she looked up at him innocently.
"Do you like to lick ass?" he said anxiously.
"Eddie always enjoyed me doing that to him," she admitted. "He taught me how to eat his ass."
"No wonder he's worried about missing you," Clint said knowingly, "he knows that it isn't easy to find a girl who is as sexy as you are."
"That's so true," she agreed willingly.
He loved the way she crouched over his crotch. Her tongue traced along his ass crack. His entire body shivered as he felt her tongue slip and slide inside his ass cheeks.
"Pull on my prick while you're licking my ass," he suggested eagerly.
Reaching up Cathy gripped his pulsating penis. She pumped rhythmically.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed happily, "just like I like it. Rim and jerk."
She rimmed his ass-hole as her tongue stabbed into him. Stiffening her tongue still more she stabbed in with a mechanical movement. She was developing a good tempo with her tongue. At this point Clint reached out and grabbed his own cock and pumped it.
"Rim my ass-hole," he begged her. "Yes, sweetheart, suck it. Suck my sweet ass."
Her tongue continued invading his tight anal channel. He was building his passionate tempo with rapid hand movements.
"Suck my ass," he exclaimed, "oh, baby, suck it out. Oh, yes, that's it. Now you're doing it. Faster, sweetheart. Oh, baby, match my hand movements."
Glancing up Cathy observed his hand tempo. She tried to time her tongue stabbing up his ass-hole to the rhythm of his hand jerking on his penis.
"You'd better lick my nuts now," he told her, "because I'm gonna be spraying my juice soon."
Pulling her tongue from his behind she lightly licked his big round balls. He loved the sensation of her tongue lapping away at them.
"Oh, sweetheart," he begged anxiously, "Lick my dick. Come on, lick up to the top of my cock."
When she came to his penis head her mouth moved over it rapidly. Her lips clamped on his cock shaft and she sucked.
"Suck it off," he commanded, "suck it. That's the way to do it. Suck that big juicy dick. Suck it off. Get the cream."
Reaching out he guided her head. It was apparent to Clint that Cathy liked to give head. It was equally apparent she was good at giving head.
"Suck my prick," he panted, "oh, sweetheart, suck the juice out. That's it. Oh, I'm gonna cum in your face. I'm gonna splash it down your throat."
A-few more movements of her mouth and her tongue and he shot his gun off. The hot white spray shot down her throat. Greedily she gulped.
"Eat it," he commanded, "eat the juicy cock. Suck it. Suck that big cock. Suck it off."
It was amazing to Clint how much juice was stored up in his balls. Perhaps it was the way Cathy's mouth moved on his shaft. For she let her mouth move from the top of his cock to the base. All the while she was tickling his balls. To finish him she slid a finger up his ass-hole, massaging his prostate effectively. The hot white cream erupted in her mouth.
"Oh, beautiful," he gasped, "suck, sweetheart. Suck that juicy prick. Suck all the cream out of my dick."
She had given him a magnificent head job and he wasn't afraid to tell her how much he enjoyed it.
"Never got it blown like that before," he admitted.
"Now, sweetheart," she said as she pulled off her panties, "I want to wrap my legs lovingly around your neck. Then I'll press my muff at your mouth and let you suck my snatch. How does that grab you?"
"I can hardly wait," he told her.
Once her pussy was in position, his tongue whipped along her slit. His hands gripped her ass-cheeks and he squeezed them playfully as he ate her box. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms and squeezed them as he went on plunging his tongue into her vagina. He loved the smell of her pussy. He thrilled to the taste of her. She was starting to juice as she got excited.
"Eat me," she begged anxiously, "oh, lover boy, eat my box."
She was bound and determined that he was going to give her everything she wanted.
"Lick up and down my clit," she insisted, "that's the way to do it. Come on, tiger, show me you're a tongue man."
As the young boy let his tongue whip around inside of her velvety vagina he suddenly realized that instinct was telling him everything to do. He didn't need to have any more sex with mom. He had discovered women. He only hoped that mom wouldn't ask for more sex.
Delightedly his tongue whipped up and down Cathy's love button. Then he knew enough to instinctively nibble. That brought her there in gushing streams of love juice.
"Suck my pussy," she panted, "come on, pussy eater, suck my juicy pussy, keep it up, that's it."
He sucked all right and she went on gripping his head, guiding him.
When he had completed the act of titillating her with his tongue and licking her completely, he pulled away. However, he had a problem. His cock was hard again. He knew where he wanted to pump it and so did she. She glanced back at it and smiled. Her hand reached back to grab it and stroked it a couple of times.
"What am I gonna do about you?" she smiled at him sweetly.
"Can you take care of it, honey?" he asked Cathy anxiously.
It didn't take Cathy long to roll over on her back. For the moment he caught sight of her great bosoms and her fur-trimmed triangle he was over her. Straddling her he let his penis head brush over her pubic hairs.
"Why don't you reach out and guide me in, Cathy?" he asked.
Cathy's hand reached out slowly. Grasping his penis firmly she eased it into herself. She pumped her pelvis forward and the penis drove in vigorously.
"Fuck me," Cathy begged, "fuck me, baby. That's the way I want you to do it. Fuck me."
The big penis plunged rhythmically. Cathy's hips twisted as Clint fucked her hard.
"Now you're doing it, tiger," she told him. "Oh, baby. That's just the way I like it. Keep it up, sweetheart."
The big penis rode hot and hard. It wasn't going to be much longer now before it exploded in her.
"That's the way I like it," he told her, "you're cooperating. Come on, sweetheart, pull it with your pussy muscles."
Her vagina gripped at his cock.
"Slide it in farther, honey," she told him, "just the way little old Cathy-likes it. Oh, baby, now you're balling."
Cathy added to his delight by grasping his bare bottom. She slid her hand between his ass crack. He loved the feel of her fingers pressing around his behind.
"I'll finger fuck your ass-hole," Cathy volunteered.
The young girl's finger eased up his tight anal channel. As his prostate gland was being massaged he became more intensely excited.
"Now you're fucking," he announced, "come on, baby, fuck."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming, baby," he groaned eagerly, "oh, baby, ride it."
With her pussy muscles working vigorously now on his cock shaft, he juiced. At the same moment Cathy came, too. His penis slid in her slippery juices.
"Oh, baby, I like sliding in your pussy hole," he exclaimed, "you really know how to screw. That's it. Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
She loved having him get this stimulated. She went on pumping a finger up his ass-hole, doing an excellent job of massaging his prostate gland.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "now you're doing it. That's just like I like it."
It was a wild ride and he didn't want to pull out. He felt if she could pump on it a few more times he could juice again.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her, "I want to make it again."
Cathy was only too delighted to give him some more kicks. She wiggled her behind and pulled on his cock with her pussy muscles, making a snapping movement with her vagina.
"Oh, you're doing it just right," he complimented her. "Oh, baby, keep fucking. That's the way I dig it. Fuck it."
Pulling her finger from his ass-hole she gripped both ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically, "oh, baby, you got me there again."
Cathy was thrilled. Eddie could never keep pace with him. When he pulled his cock out of her pussy it was still hard.
"You could stab it up my ass-hole now," she giggled lightly.
"Turn over so I can turn on," Clint suggested to Cathy.
She rolled over and let one leg dangle. He parted her ass cheeks and slowly eased his slippery cock between her ass cheeks.
"Now, baby, hold still," he told her as he drove forward. With a vigorous stab he drove it past the tight anal ring. Cathy pulled away with a howl of protest.
"You're hurting me," she told him bluntly.
"Don't pull so far," he complained, "You'll pull my prick out."
He was ramming it to her good now as his balls bounced against her ass as he banged up to the hilt.
"Fuck it, baby," he begged. "Oh, yes. Turn and twist. That's the way I like it. Churn your ass for me, baby."
Clint's hands gripped Cathy's white buttocks. He loved the sight of her firm round ass cheeks with his cock driving between them.
"I'm riding your butt," he told her, "come on, baby, I want you to fuck. Keep it up. Oh, yes, that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Fuck it, baby. Come on, sweetheart, fuck. Fuck it."
It was amazing to him how much pleasure he could discover in Cathy's untamed body. His hands reached forward so he could grip her bosoms. He loved to grasp her big breasts while he fucked her tight behind.
"Wiggle your ass for me," he exclaimed. "Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
His penis rode rhythmically. The young girl's buttocks bounced back to meet the advancing cock stabs. She was discovering a measure of pleasure now that her tight ass had become accustomed to his slippery, sliding cock shaft.
"Fuck me," she turned to smile at him, "I want to feel every inch of it stabbing up there. Come on, baby, fuck."
The big cock continued riding up her rectum.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "you sure know how to turn me on. Keep twisting that tail of yours. Oh, sweetheart, just like I like it."
His fingernails were biting into her breasts as he gunned.
"I'm all revved up," he exclaimed, "oh, sweetheart, I'm hotter than a pistol. I'm cuming. I'm cuming."
The hot cream spurted out of his penis head. Using her sphincter muscle she milked him.
"Keep fucking me," she told him, "I'm milking your prick with my ass."
Indeed she was. For her ass went on gripping and twisting as he finished fucking her off.
When he finally did withdraw some of his cum dropped on her bare buttocks.
"Oh, Cathy," he exclaimed happily, "I really enjoyed screwing your ass."
"I'm glad," she told him. "You got a little rough with your fingernails. You see my left breast is bleeding."
"Let me lick the blood off your tit," he told her. "I'm sorry, sweetheart."
Bending over he let his tongue swipe over her left bosom. He gently stroked the other one.
"You're such a Casanova," she told him, "you really know how to turn a girl on. Really, you're the best stud in school."
When he had finished licking her breast, the bleeding had ceased.
"Promise me you won't fuck Eddie anymore.
"On one condition," Cathy made him promise. "That you don't fuck anyone else either."
"You don't have to worry about me," he told her. "You'll be the only girl I'll be balling."
"I'm glad to know that," Cathy said, "I'm really not a wild girl. When I find a dude I dig I want to play straight with him. Do you understand?"
"Completely," he assured her.
From the look in Cathy's eyes he was sure she meant what she was saying. However, a strange fear was nudging at him now. He was thinking of his mom. It might be easy to say that he wouldn't play with any other chick. But with mom dedicated to his dick he knew that he would have trouble. It was a sticky situation. Yet somehow now that he had experienced two women sexually, completely, he was determined that he was going to be a man with balls.
"What's bothering you?" Cathy asked as she pulled on her panties.
"Oh, nothing," he said looking away evasively.
"Yes, something is troubling you," Cathy insisted. "I know there is."
"Let's just say I'm letting an old love die," he told her, "because what we've got means more to me."
Cathy was delighted to hear Clint say that. She wrapped her arms around him lovingly.
"Oh, baby," she moaned in delight, "you're a real sweetheart."
She reached down and massaged at his crotch.
"Better not do that," he warned her.
"Why not?" she smiled smugly.
"You'll get me turned on again," he told her frankly, "and ni want to give you more action."
"I could stand some action from you," she said, "I love that big juicy dick of yours. I want it slipping up every hole of me. I want you to fuck my ass, to fuck my pussy. I want you to slam it down my throat, baby, I want it everywhere in me."
"You're just the kind of girl I was dreaming about," young Clint told her happily. "I hope you don't mind if I have my own ideas."
"Of course not," she said, "I'm glad that you want to experiment with my body."
"I want to fuck all of you," he told her. "I want to fuck under your armpits, baby. I want to play with your tits. I want to slide my cock between your big knockers, I want to stick it everywhere."
"Now you're talking, tiger," she told him. "Eddie used to try everything. That was why I liked him. It was just when he got violent."
"What did Eddie do?" he questioned.
"He used to like to lash my ass with a belt," she said, "and I didn't appreciate it. My poor sore butt. I can still remember how it hurt."
"I don't blame you," he assured her, "that's playing rough."
"You know it is," she agreed.
Finally they looked at the movie. It wasn't a very good picture but it didn't matter. They had enjoyed each other.
When Clint took Cathy home he noticed Eddie was waiting for her on the walk.
"Eddie," she said angrily, "what the hell are you doing here?"
"Just seeing you home safely," he replied.
CHAPTER 3
When Clint went home he thought it best to slip in quietly. He didn't make a sound as he noiselessly put the key in the door and unlocked it. It swung open quietly and he locked it again. Going upstairs to his bed he took off his shoes so as not to disturb his mother.
Just as he had gotten in his room and finished undressing and pulled off his shorts, as he always slept in the nude, his mother walked in. Standing there in a negligee he could see the outline of her body easily. The full moon provided plenty of light even though he had made it a point not to turn on the light.
"Why didn't you come in and tell me what happened tonight?" Marilee demanded.
"I didn't want to wake you up, mom," he said casually.
"I like to know what my boy is doing," she said walking over to him and reaching for his cock.
As she pulled on it a couple of times it got hard.
"This needs taking care of, dear," she smiled, "Let mom lick it."
Before the young boy knew what was happening his mother was on her knees. She pulled his huge shaft to his lips and started licking and sucking on it.
"Oh, mom," he half whimpered, "that feels good. But you shouldn't be blowing me."
Marilee's mouth moved up and down on her son's slick shaft. She enjoyed seeing its saliva-slickened surface as she pulled back and forth. She could hardly wait for that moment of creamy climax when he would slam his juice into her mouth.
"Oh, suck it for me," he finally begged her, "come on, mom, suck the juice out of my dick. Suck it for me."
Her young son's frantic pleas as he fucked her face in regular hard movements got her going. She moved back and forth quickly. The slippery cock tasted good to her. She wanted to have his sperm spill in her mouth.
"Eat it," he begged, "oh, mom, I want you to drain my prick. My balls are loaded. Come on, suck me.
Just then Marilee had an idea. She wanted to have him beg for it. She was outraged to think that he was going out with another girl. She pulled her mouth off his penis and got to her feet. Then glaring at him she exclaimed, "Why did you leave me tonight?"
"I was going out with a girl my own age, mom," he explained.
"I can give you anything she can," she insisted, "and I can give it to you better."
To prove her point Marilee slid out of her filmy negligee. As her great bosoms stood there the erect nipples fascinated him.
"Get on the bed, son," she told him, "and I'll show you a thing or two."
He got on the bed.
"On all fours," she suggested, "with your ass up to meet my tongue."
He bent over all the way and then he spread his legs so she could let her tongue slide down his ass crack.
At first she just massaged his buttocks. It felt fantastic. She reached around to the front of him and pulled on his penis in a milking motion.
"That feels good, mom," he said a bit shyly.
She didn't reply. She was too busy licking his ass cheeks. He loved the feel of her tongue sliding all around his ass cheeks.
Then she did something he really enjoyed. She pressed her beautiful bosoms against his firm round buttocks.
"I like that," he exclaimed, "your tits are soft."
"Son," she told him happily, "it feels good to press against your hard ass."
Pulling her bosoms away she let her tongue slip and slide all around his ass crack.
"Stab it up there," he asked eagerly, "eat my ass out. Suck it."
She had brought Clint to the point she had wanted to. He was begging for it.
"Lick my ass-hole," he insisted, "Lick it, mom."
Her tongue whipped around his tight anal opening. Suddenly she stiffened her tongue and stabbed forward. He loved the feeling of the sliding tongue.
"Eat my ass-hole," he exclaimed anxiously, "eat my ass out."
The tongue stiffened and stabbed still farther. She reached for his cock once more and began the milking motion. He was tingling with excitement at this stage of the game.
"Oh, mom," he bubbled enthusiastically, "that's just how I like it. You know just how to do it. Do me.
It was amazing to Clint that a tongue slipping up his ass-hole could be so exciting. He had always protected his behind. He had heard in high school about boys who would let other boys fuck their ass-hole. He had always managed to be virgin ass. He'd never thought of anyone licking it. But now that mom eas eating out his ass he understood why people could say, "Suck my ass."
Marilee knew when it was time to pull off. She could tell from the way he was trembling that his pecker was about to explode. She didn't want him to waste all that precious juice on the sheet.
He moved his legs so she could get underneath him and grip his cock. It didn't take Marilee long to suck. Hastily wrapping her hot mouth around the head of his shaft, she worked down on it. She tickled his balls as she went on going from the top of his cock to the base of its shaft.
"Oh, mom," the young boy gasped in excitement, "Let me deep throat fuck you. I like to slip it way down. Oh, yes, like that. Oh, mom, let me throat fuck you."
The head of Clint's cock caressed his mother's throat. It felt so good to him he almost got his gun off. He knew that he had to calm down if he was going to make it last.
"Oh, mom," he moaned, "Let me pull back. I want to get it in your mouth so I can feed you my sperm."
He pulled his cock from her throat and let it remain in her mouth so she could use her tongue on it and when he would get his rocks off she would have her chance to suck his seed.
"Suck it," he begged, "suck, mom. Suck my dick."
She was happy when she pressed on his prostate gland, letting her finger slide up his ass-hole, that he came. His hot white cream shot in a steady stream.
"Eat me" he insisted. "Oh, mom, get all the juice. Suck it out."
It was amazing to him how talented she was with her tongue. For she would lash at the head of it until more sperm would spurt.
Finally it tickled.
"You drained it, mom," he informed her flatly.
Marilee released her mouth grip on his cock. She looked up at him as he rolled over and lay down on his back.
"I am so happy that you let me suck you tonight," she told him. "I was afraid that you had been balling that worthless young girl. I know who it is."
"What do you know about her?" he demanded.
"I have my sources," she smiled smugly, "and she's no damn good. She was going with a juvenile delinquent named Eddie."
"I don't like you spying on me," he told her emphatically, "I want to do my own thing. Do you understand, mom?"
"You needn't be rough with me," she said softly, "after all, I am your mother."
"You forget it most of the time," he shrugged. "You want to be my lover."
"I am your lover," she announced proudly as she reached down and toyed with his limp cock.
"Yes," he nodded, "and I'm a no-good mother fucker."
"Oh, baby," she said nervously, "you should never talk like that. I'm not ashamed of anything I've done and you shouldn't be either."
"I didn't say I was ashamed of being a mother fucker," he countered with a laugh, "I just said that's what I was."
"I would prefer thinking of myself as your sex teacher," she smiled.
"Yeah," he gulped. "Most kids' moms teach them how to screw. Right?"
"Don't be sarcastic," she said disgustedly, "not until you can tell me what's the best way to ass fuck."
The young boy scratched his head. "What is the best way to ass fuck?" he asked her frankly.
"You see," she shrugged nervously, "You don't know anything. Everyone who knows anything about screwing understands that KY is the finest lubricant to put on the penis."
"Never heard of it," he told her honestly.
"Come down to my bedroom, dear," she suggested, "and I will introduce you to a few facts of life."
He followed his mother to her bedroom. As he watched her ass cheeks wiggling he knew he wanted to stick his cock up there.
"You see," she smiled as she pulled open a dresser drawer and pulled out a tube of KY, "you coat your cock with this slippery stuff. It works wonders."
As he stood there she reached for his cock and massaged the surface with the KY lubricant. Soon it was slippery and ready to slide.
"I see what you mean," he nodded. "It's ready."
His cock was quivering. Reaching under him she tickled his balls.
"You know just how to touch me," he told her. "You're tremendous at it."
She did this a moment or two and then she decided it was time for them to get into the act.
"Now I have read," she said, "that watching in a mirror makes some men get excited. Would you like to watch your big slippery cock sliding up my ass-hole, son?"
"I'd love to, mom," he grinned.
She arranged herself on the bed and angled the mirror before she got on the bed so that he could easily see his penis sliding into her bare buttocks.
"I want you to give me a real good fuck," he told her, "you know the kind I mean."
Grasping her ass-cheeks he flipped his slippery mainstem between them. With a hard jab forward he rode up her ass-hole.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck.'-'
The big penis rode up her ass rhythmically. It hurt for a moment when it slipped past the tight anal ring. After that it was pure pleasure. All the way.
"Oh, beautiful, mom," he exclaimed happily, "it feels great." He bent over and let his chest touch her back.
Then he gripped her bosoms. As he went on humping her ass-hole he played with her breasts.
"You use your fingertips to pinch the nipples, dear," she suggested.
Clint pinched so hard she howled with pain.
"Not like that, darling," she objected strenuously, "do it easy."
When she took it easy she was happy.
"That's it," he told her, "now you're doing it the way I like it."
With good driving stabs he rode up her rectum.
"Fuck me," he begged her, "fuck. That's how I want you to do it. Fuck it."
The intense pleasure that he experienced now persisted. His big penis plunged up her ass-hole vigorously.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's how you do it. Fuck it off."
She was using her sphincter muscle effectively. A milking motion on the head of his shaft brought him almost there.
"Slow down, mom," he told her, "make it last."
It was difficult for Marilee to slow the tempo of her ass grabbing motions. For she was so stimulated herself she wanted to go on fucking.
"Oh, wow!" he panted as he plunged his cock in up to the hilt. His big balls bounced on her bare buttocks as he got his gun off.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, mom, I made it."
She loved the excitement and frenzy he felt as he juiced in her rectum.
She continued pumping, using her ass muscles vigorously, squeezing all of the cream from him.
When he finally had released his load he pulled out slowly.
He lay back and she looked at him lovingly. "You and I were meant for each other, tiger," she told him.
"I guess so," he admitted. "It's as natural as anything for me to turn on with you, mom."
"If it's natural, then it can't be wrong," she smiled happily.
They lay there together and she put her arm around him. All of the sudden it seemed as if he was no longer her son but her husband. How she wished she'd given in to her husband's bizarre sexual requests. She could see how easy it was to satisfy a man when she threw over all inhibitions.
The following day she got up early and fixed her son a big breakfast.
"Mom," he told her, "I've been thinking about last night. I wish we didn't live around this town. Everybody knows us."
"They don't know we're lovers though," she told him quickly. "I like it here. I don't want to move."
"I just feel funny about it," he said, "and I can't understand it. When we're both bare ass naked in bed it's all right. But after I've gotten my rocks off it seems all wrong."
As she placed the scrambled eggs and bacon before him and poured him a glass of orange juice she smiled understandingly.
"Most men are like that, dear," she said, "after you get what you want, you don't want it."
She tugged at his ear playfully. As he hurried off to school he still thought it would be a good idea for them to get out of that city. For he knew that sooner or later somebody would find out. A label would be pinned on them and it would be enough to make him want to kill himself.
That morning he had a sex education class and it was the last thing he wanted to hear about. The female teacher was going on at a great clip about the disgusting young people of today.
"Back in my day," she began, "Long before the sex revolution, a girl was considered a no-good slut if she would have sex before marriage."
There was stark silence and then one girl burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at, Sally?" the teacher demanded angrily.
"What you said," Sally giggled, "I mean, not going to bed with a guy before you get married. Those must have been the dark ages, Teach."
"I'm sorry," the teacher snapped indignantly, "that you have a twisted sense of humor, Sally. Those were days of enlightenment. Today we're going into a very ugly scene."
"I don't think so at all," one boy volunteered. "I mean, if a guy wants a gal to go down on him, what's wrong with it?"
"The technical term is fellatio," the teacher snapped, "and I don't think we should be discussing fellatio in the sex education course."
"What about pussy eating," a girl asked her openly.
"That is technically called cunnilingus," the teacher told her flatly, "and we are not going to discuss any of these things."
"It's not a sex education," one boy said evenly, "it's a fraud."
"The only thing that's a fraud," the teacher shrieked, "is that pregnancy class. I've heard about you girls that want to get in that class. Certainly you're going to get welfare and get some help. But it's no way to live."
"Why not?" Dorothy said as she looked down at her already pregnant tummy.
"If some of you want to stay after class and talk to me," the teacher said, "you may. Before the entire class we're not going to get into these personal matters."
The class shuffled around and the period was over. However, young Clint wanted to talk to his teacher.
"Yes, Clint, what is it?" she asked when they were alone.
"How many times can a cat get his gun off in the nut?"
"I don't think that's relevant," she informed him.
"What is relevant?" he stammered.
"Don't you learn anything at this school?" the teacher said as she bent over to pick up the papers and pay no more attention to him.
"Sure I've learned a few things," he told her. "I've learned to be pretty good at learning how to measure bosom size at a glance. You've got thirty-eights, haven't you?'
"Remarkable," the teacher shrugged, "that is my bra size."
"How about your pussy size?" he smiled shyly.
"Are you making an indecent proposal?" the teacher said tightly.
"I'll cunnilingual you," he chuckled, "anytime you want me to."
"The word for pussy eating," the teacher said in a very sophisticated manner, "is cunnilingus. And don't you forget it."
"I won't," he chuckled, "Let me cunnilingal you."
At this point young Clint got the surprise of his life.
"All right but let me close the door first," the teacher said as she turned around and went to lock both classroom doors.
Returning she pulled down her panties and spread her legs wide.
"Is this what you're interested in?" she demanded.
"Yes, it is," he admitted.
"All right," she agreed, "then on your knees, big boy, and start licking."
He got on his knees and began sucking on her snatch. The hot tongue pumped into her vagina.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "that's it, tiger. Oh, you've got a turned on tongue. Stab it in there. All the way, lover. Ohhh, your teacher loves it. Eat it. Oh, wow!"
The teacher locked her legs around him now and pushed her pelvis forward. It was amazing to Clint how eager she was for him to suck her pussy. It was a privilege he figured and he was happy that she wanted him.
"Ohhh, baby," she gripped his head, "somebody's already taught you how to suck snatch. You do it like a pro."
He was licking hungrily now. And the teacher was delighted.
"Eat it, baby," she begged anxiously, "that's how you do it. Come on, tiger, eat my pussy."
Moment by moment he was getting more excited.
"Oh, baby," her voice boomed, "suck that sweet snatch. Suck it off."
Just then his tongue whipped around her love button and the teacher gushed. She held him pinned to her pussy as she finished juicing.
"Oh, lover," she said, "what a tongue. Who taught you?"
When he pulled his tongue out of the teacher's pussy he laughed.
"You'd never believe me if I told you," he chuckled.
"Try me for size," she said, "I've heard everything. Don't tell me you're another mother fucker. I can't stand that kind."
"Oh, no," he said, "that's kid stuff."
"You bet your ass it is," she said, "but we get that type, too. A lot of them want to cry on my shoulder."
"What do you do to help the kids?" he asked, wondering how cold-hearted she was.
"I tell them to go down on my snatch and take care of me there and I'll discuss it later," she laughed.
"You're not much of a teacher, are you?" he shrugged.
"You're not much of a student either," she snapped, "and from what you've told me I wouldn't be surprised if you were a mother-fucking pussy eater. I've had too many of those big babies. It's disgusting to me."
That got him burned up. He walked away from the teacher but she tugged him back.
"Aren't you gonna give me a chance to blow you?"
"Forget it," he said angrily as he stormed out of her classroom.
CHAPTER 4
When he went home that evening his mother was pouring over travel maps.
"What have you got all these maps out for, mom?" he questioned her.
"I think we both need a vacation," she suggested, "and when Christmas comes up let's go away for the holiday."
"Not a bad idea," he told her, "but where would we go?"
"I was thinking of Acapulco," she admitted.
"It's real sunny there at Christmas time," he said eagerly, "and I'll bet there are a lot of nice chicks on the beach."
"They'd better be out of your reach," his mother reminded him. "I thought you were saving your prick for me."
"That's right, mom, I forgot," he apologized.
"You'd better not forget again, son," she said tightly, "as I take our love seriously."
"Yes, mom," he assured her.
The only thing they talked about for the next few days was the trip to Acapulco. When it finally became a reality and he boarded the plane it was one of the most exciting moments in Clint's life.
As the big plane soared over the blue bay, he caught his first glimpse of the sun and the sand. He grabbed his mother and held her.
"Oh, mom," he told her, "this is gonna be the most wonderful vacation of our lives."
"I hope so, dear," she told him.
After the big plane landed and they had gone through customs, they were whisked to their hotel in a taxi. As the taxi sped down the curving beach front he looked out at the palm trees, the white sand and the water. He could just picture himself finding a sharp-looking young Mexican chick. But he knew mom could never know. He decided that he would play it very cool.
They hadn't been in their hotel room five minutes but mom was suggesting that they shower together.
"Your father always thought it was a good idea to shower before dinner," she told him.
They got in the shower together and she washed him off. She played with his penis and he played with her bosoms. She worked up quite a soap suds around his balls. Then she let the water wash it off.
"Turn around, dear," she told him.
It wasn't long before he turned around and she took care of him there, too. He had a good time applying plenty of soap to her bosoms. Reaching down he massaged around her vagina. The next thing he knew she was drying him off and they were walking hand in hand back to the bedroom.
When they were in bed she suggested, "Why don't we do an ass-suck sixty-nine?"
"What's that, mom?" he asked curiously.
"I'll explain, dear," she smiled. "The regular sixty-nine is when you go down on me and I go down on you. But instead of me licking your dick and you licking my pussy, we'll suck ass-holes."
"That sounds like fun," he agreed.
Angling their bodies so they could conveniently do as she suggested he went to work. Parting his mother's buttocks he let his tongue slip smoothly between her ass cheeks. She loved the sensation of his hot tongue sliding up her.
"Do me," he told her, "that's it."
Soon two tongues were sliding up each other's behind. It was amazing how much pleasure could be derived in this manner.
To add to the pleasure young Clint slipped two fingers in her pussy. He played with her there. She figured it wouldn't hurt at all to play with his cock while she rimmed him.
Gripping his pulsating penis she pulled on it.
Soon the bed was shaking with their activity. She was pushing her pelvis forward to meet his advancing finger stabs. At the same time her tongue was sliding up his rectum. He enjoyed it. Soon he pulled out of her and let his mouth go over her mound. His tongue whipped around inside of her vagina. She loved the sensation of his tongue sliding into her. She figured it was time to give him a good cock suck.
She let her mouth slip smoothly over the head of his penile shaft. With vigor and delight he rammed forward. The velvety head of his cock massaged the back of her throat.
The two of them now were going to town. With rapid-fire cock stabs they were intoxicating each other. It wasn't going to be much longer before they made it.
"Keep it up, mom," he told her as he rammed it hard down her throat. He could see that his penis was swallowed up with her mouth. Only the big balls were visible as he plunged forward.
At the same time he was eager to get her juicy pussy. His hot tongue slashed away at her. As he sliced inside of her she wiggled. She loved the probing tongue. Energetically he whipped all around inside of her pussy. Exploring her, teasing and tantalizing her with his tongue brought her to the brink of climax.
"Oh, son," she exclaimed as she momentarily stopped taking care of him, "you don't know how exciting that is to me. Keep that up. Just like that. Oh, baby, now you're really eating pussy."
It made Clint happy that she was so pleased with his performance. He vowed that he would continue giving her the best tongue action he knew how. His hot tongue continued stabbing into her and suddenly he felt her juicing. Pressing his mouth over her he sucked.
A second later she copped her mouth back on his shaft and sucked for dear life. Suddenly he juiced.
As the hot white cream flooded her mouth, she gulped greedily. It trickled from the corners of her lips as he gave her such a good load. The juice had been stored up in his balls for a long, long time.
When they finally pulled off each other's sex organs she looked at him lovingly.
"Oh, son," she smiled nervously, "just you and me together in a tropical place. Isn't it wonderful?"
"Yes, mom," he told her, "it is. By the way, where did we get the money?"
"I took it out of your college education fund," she said matter-of-factly.
"You what?" he asked her in shock.
"Too many people have degrees nowadays anyway, dear," she smiled, "and what we both needed was a vacation."
He wondered if she was flipping out. For so many years she had spoken about saving that money and now she didn't give a damn. He was puzzled.
He patted her behind and she looked at him invitingly.
"Do you want that for a double header?"
"All right, mom," he agreed.
Promptly she went to her suitcase and pulled out the tube of KY. Going back to the bed she reached for his still-erect male member. She massaged some of the slippery substance all around his penis shaft. Then she decided she would suggest a new angle.
"How would it be, honey," she smiled, "if I threw my legs over your shoulders and you slipped it to me that way. You could play with my bosoms and watch my face while you're fucking me."
"All right, mom," he agreed.
His cock was slippery now and he slid it smoothly between her ass crack. With a hard sudden jab he rammed up her.
"Fuck it," he commanded as he slid past her tight anal ring.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "now we're doing it. That's the way I like it."
The big penis plunged up her rectum. He was giving her a vigorous workout now.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "swing your hips for me. That's the way I like it. Oh, honey, now you're fucking."
Reaching forward he gripped her bosoms. He could see what mom meant. He could watch her excited expression as his hands played over her breasts.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's how you do it. Fuck. Fuck hard. Fuck good."
"I'm filled with you, baby," she smiled. "I love having that big old dick of yours in me. Oh, sweetheart, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Fuck me, baby."
She couldn't seem to get enough of him. Suddenly the big cock exploded. The hot cream erupted in her ass-hole.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed, "oh, mom, I made it."
She looked at him and realized that he wasn't doing everything that he could to excite her.
"Dip your fingers in me," she suggested eagerly.
Parting her pussy lips he slid into her. She loved the feel of his fingers exploring within her.
"Pinch the love button, baby," she begged, "that's it. And keep that big dick stabbing at me. I love the feel of it. Oh, sweetheart, fuck. Fuck!"
Her frantic cries had him ramming it vigorously. Now she was pushing up. Suddenly she gushed.
"Ohhh, ahhh, baby, I made it."
Her creamy juicy climax excited him so much he swiftly pulled his cock out of her ass-hole, bent over and ate her. She loved having his tongue lapping and licking inside of her.
"Oh, Clint," she gasped, "eat it. Eat my mound."
When Clint finished licking her he smiled and pulled off.
"You don't know how good it felt to me," she told him, "you really couldn't, baby."
He was lying on his stomach now and relaxing. But she didn't want to stop loving him.
"I want to massage your back, baby," she told him, "just to touch you."
Getting off the bed Marilee went to the dresser. She found some baby oil that she had brought along for this purpose. Massaging it into her hands she returned and placed her hands on his back. She made a long, slow sweep down to his buttocks. Then she squeezed his ass cheeks. Next she reached over to where she had placed the baby oil and poured some more into her hand and applied it to her big bosoms. Now she brushed her bosoms over his buttocks.
"Oh, I like it when you slide those tits on my ass," he complimented her.
"It feels good to me, too, darling," she assured him.
Then her tongue licked around his ass-hole. He arched his slippery ass cheeks so she could get her tongue in there.
"Ride your tongue up my rectum," he suggested, "and massage my balls while you're eating out my ass."
It was amazing to her how Clint could think of bizarre sex acts once he got stimulated enough. She parted his tender ass-hole with her tongue and did as he asked her to. Stiffening her tongue she stabbed up his tight behind.
"Oh, wow," he exclaimed, "that's how you do it.
He enjoyed the sensation of his balls being massaged and tugged and played with while his ass was being sucked out.
"Eat my ass," he commanded, "oh, keep it up. Lick it. That's it. Quicker. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck my ass-hole. I want it."
She persisted in licking and loving his behind while she went on playing with his balls.
"I'm gonna turn over so you can turn on," he exclaimed suddenly as he turned around.
With his legs spread wide she went on playing with his ass while her head bobbed up and down on his penis. It didn't take her long to slip her hot mouth over his shaft.
"Suck it, mom," he begged anxiously, "suck my dick. Suck it. Suck it."
With vigorous cock stabs he was invading her mouth and sliding down her throat.
"Beautiful," he exclaimed, "just like I like it. Come on, cock sucker, suck. Suck that big cock.
She was thirsty for more sperm. No drink on the menu could compare with the taste of the hot white sperm that would spurt from her son's penis head in a moment. She knew that she had a great need of his seed.
"Eat it," he commanded, "eat my dick. Suck the cream out. That's it, mom, suck it out. Get that juicy cock. Suck it off."
He was really stimulated now. Reaching down he gripped her head. His fingernails clawed into her hair as he forcefully pushed forward.
"You'll choke op my cock," he chuckled. "Ohhh, mom, now you're doing it. Oh, yes, yes!"
Passionately he groaned as his ass muscles flexed and he fucked her face.
A steady stream of white cum shot down her throat. She pulled back and licked and sucked it.
"Oh, wow!" he smiled as he saw how hungry she was for him.
When she finally did release him she rested her head on his thigh. One hand slipped under his bare bottom and she looked at his limp cock.
"Oh, baby," she nodded, "that nice big dick of yours. It shoots such great cream."
"I'm glad you like to suck it for me," he smiled happily.
"Oh, yes, baby," she assured him, "I love to lick and suck and nibble at any part of your body. That's what happens when you fall in love with somebody."
"I know," he agreed, "I feel the same way about you. There's no part of you that turns me off, mom. I just want to lick and suck and eat you."
She was thrilled to hear Clint talk like this. How she wished that she and her husband had enjoyed such frank and open sexual communication. But she had to brush that aside for now. It was all in the past.
"What did dad like to do most of all?" Clint wanted to know.
"He liked to get his cock sucked," she admitted.
"Did you ever eat his ass?" he asked her to tell him honestly.
"I never went down on him once," she admitted. "And when he tried to stick his tongue in my pussy I raised such a fuss he never asked again."
"Wasn't that pretty silly?" he said.
"It's true, dear," she admitted, "ever since the sexual revolution people have been doing all of these things."
CHAPTER 5
The next morning when Clint woke up he walked out on the balcony. He looked at the sun-drenched beach and wished that he could stroll along it and closely examine the bikini-clad beauties who were sprawled under their umbrellas. He figured maybe he could leave a note for his mom and slip away. He knew if she caught him looking at any attractive chick she would instantly get jealous.
Going back into the bedroom he slid on his tight-fitting bikini swim trunks and left a note for his mom. He told her he would be back around lunch time. Then quietly going out of the room he closed the door.
He got in the elevator, went down to the main lobby and then out the terrace and down to the beach.
As he strolled along the beach he looked at each girl. They all were so beautiful he felt like a kid lost in a candy store. Finally he spotted one suntanned beauty with long black hair. All he could see was her bikini-clad bottom. The straps on her bra were loose. He could tell she had large bosoms. He didn't need to see her face. Her body told him she would be a lot of fun to go to bed with.
He spread out his towel alongside of her. Finally she turned and looked up at him.
"Buenos dias, senorita," he smiled.
"Hi, tiger," the girl greeted him.
"I thought you were from here," he stammered.
"No way," she told him, "I'm from New York City. We come here every year at Christmas time."
"But you've got such a deep tan," he observed.
"We've been here two days," she explained, "it doesn't take long to get a tan on the beach on Acapulco."
"Apparently not," he smiled.
"I could get tanned all over," she giggled, "if I dared go to a private cove. But sometimes the waves are treacherous over there and I'm afraid to go alone."
"Fear no more," he chuckled, "I'm here, baby."
"What is your name?" she asked softly.
"Clint," he told her.
"I'm Debbie," she smiled.
"Pleased to meet you, Debbie," Clint winked, "Let's go over to that cove right now. It would be fun."
She got to her feet and fixed her bra strap. Then picking up her towel she led the way.
"It's kind of rocky," she told him, "but you get used to it. Is this your first time in Acapulco?"
"Yes," he told her, "but it won't be the last."
"I don't blame you," she nodded. "I've come here three holiday seasons."
Once they had found the secluded cove Debbie began undressing.
"I hope you don't mind if I take my clothes off," she smiled smoothly, "but I'm a real beach buff. I love to parade around in the nude."
"Go right ahead," he told her.
Glancing down at his bulging crotch Debbie wished that he would follow suit.
"Why don't you take your swim suit off?" she asked as she removed her bra and let her breasts fall out to their freedom.
"I wouldn't dare," he said shyly, looking away.
"Why not?" she shrugged. "I know what you've got between your legs."
"I've got a hard-on."
"Yes, you have," she said, "but I've seen a cock before."
He couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that if he once pulled his swim trunks down he would have to fuck her.
Slowly sliding out of his tight-fitting bikini suit his huge cock flipped up.
"You've got a long one," she said as she looked at him.
Soon he felt of her. At the touch of his hand she felt herself moistening.
"You want to screw me, don't you?" Debbie asked huskily.
"In the worst way," he replied.
Reaching down Debbie stroked his huge penis.
"I like well-hung men," she told him, "and I want that big cock sliding in me."
After she'd pulled on his shaft a couple of times she lay down and spread her legs invitingly.
It was wonderful to see her body spread out like that on the beach. The sun poured down and the waves splashed against the shore.
"First, why don't you lick at my pussy?"
The young boy bent over the beautiful girl's crotch. He parted her pussy lips tenderly. His tongue slid inside the quivering pink flesh.
"Ohhh, baby," the girl groaned in sexual ecstasy, "it feels good when you lick me like that."
He was really excited now.
"Suck my pussy," she pleaded, "come on, sweetheart, suck. Suck my eunt."
She was a foul-talking girl. Yet her dirty talk didn't turn him off. If anything, it turned him on.
"Oh, you hungry tiger," she gasped, "suck. That's it, sweetheart. I'm gonna feed you in a minute. Oh, baby, it's feeding time at my crotch. Suck my pussy."
Her passion was building. His desire matched hers.
"Now, tiger," she told him, "that's what I want you to do. Suck my pussy. Oh, baby, lick it, lap it up."
Her juices tasted good to him. His tongue twirled around inside of her and he couldn't stop until he had completely licked her clean. Then withdrawing his tongue he smiled at her. He pressed his lips hard against her pussy and French kissed her. His tongue slipped back and forth inside of her slit. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms with his full hands. She loved having his hands hold her breasts.
"You don't know how good it feels to be loved like that," she told him. "I'm a passionate woman. I require a lot of loving."
At this point he was eager to have her do him.
"Turnabout is fair play, lover," he told her.
He leaned back on the beach and spread his legs. He stroked his ass cheeks and told her, "How about eating my ass out first?"
"I never did that," she giggled.
"You can try it," he suggested.
"Not on your life," she told him. "I've never gone down on a guy."
"But you've had guys eat your snatch, haven't you?" he complained.
"That's different," she insisted.
"The hell it is," he said, getting angry. "I want you to lick my nuts and suck my cock off."
Debbie shook her head.
"I'm undecided," she told him, "I can't make up my mind.'
"Here, let me help you," he said angrily as he reached out, gripped her head and guided her down over his thick prick.
"And while you're down around my ass," he told her, "you might as well suck it."
It was burning him up that she was this difficult. However, when he felt her tongue blaze a trail up his ass crack he knew that he had won a victory.
"Now you're doing it," he exclaimed enthusiastically, "sure, Debbie. You can suck ass as good as anybody."
Encouraged by his words, Debbie let her tongue rapidly twirl around his buttocks. It slipped smoothly in and out of his tight anal ring as she pumped rhythmically.
"Grab my cock," he told her, "so you can be pulling on my prick while you're sucking my ass-hole."
Debbie did as she was told. She reached for the young boy's thick penis and pulled. At the same time she let her tongue slip back and forth in his ass.
"Oh, hurry up," he told her, "You'd better get down to my cock. I'm cuming soon."
She pulled her tongue out of his ass-hole and slid smoothly up to his balls. She lovingly lapped at them until she let her tongue slip to the head of his shaft. Hastily wrapping her mouth around his cock she let him thrust vigorously.
"Suck it off," he demanded as he reached down to grip her head and guide her. He was pumping hard now as his huge cock slid down her throat.
"Oh, wow!" he panted as he felt his cock caressing her throat. "Keep it up. Oh, baby, yes."
She reached under his ass cheeks to hold him still. He was wiggling about so much she was afraid her mouth would slip off his shaft.
A second later he exploded. Her lips clamped on his cock quickly. She wanted to get every drip of his spewing sperm.
"Eat it," he begged, "swallow it. Oh, baby, suck all the juice out of my prick."
She was happy to accommodate his request. When she pulled her mouth off him he complimented her.
"You're a super cock sucker," he told her, "I am surprised that you've never done it before."
"I'll confess," she admitted, "I have given head a few times. But only to boys that I know real well. I mean, they were clean and everything."
"Same here," he laughed, "I haven't eaten much pussy. And I've made sure that the girls I did lick around their crotches they were clean."
They got to their feet and then they ran down to the ocean and went for a swim. It was fun swimming in the nude. Suddenly they noticed a rising of rocks out of the clear blue waters.
"Do you think you can scale those rocks?" Debbie asked him.
"I can try," he told her.
He swam a few more strokes and then he swam around the rocks trying to find a strategic place where he could climb. He finally found some low-slung rocks and started his climb from the waters. She watched his bare naked body as he scaled them.
"Wait for me," Debbie called to him.
He looked back and she braved the ragged rocks to join him. When they found a smooth place at the top of the rocks she looked more appealing than ever. He patted her ass and told her, "I'd like to fuck this."
"Nobody can see us up here," she confided.
He told her the position he wanted her in.
"Get down on all fours like a dog," he told her, "I just hope the rocks don't hurt your knees."
"Here's a smooth place over here," she said, moving to another spot.
Debbie got on all fours and he mounted her.
Spitting in his hand he applied his spit to his penis. Then slowly he jabbed forward.
"Fuck it," he told her, "that's it, baby, shove it back and I'll ride it up there."
She pushed back and he drove forward. As he rode forward he gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Swing your hips, honey," he told herm "That's it. Grind your ass for me. Beautiful."
He was ramming it to her hard now. She loved the feel of his advancing cock stabs.
"Keep fucking," he told her. 'That's how you do it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The keen pleasure that she felt as his huge shaft rode up her increased as he fucked vigorously.
"Fuck it," he commanded, "that's how you do it.
As the penis continued jabbing up her ass-hole, the young boy bent over. He played with Debbie's bosoms. She loved it when his finger tips felt of her nipples.
"Give it to me," she urged him, "Let it slam up there. Yes, baby. I want it. Every inch."
He went on ramming it in as hard as he could. She squeezed it with her ass muscles.
"Oh, now," he groaned in delight, "now, baby. That's it. Fuck, baby, fuck.'-
As the big cock exploded her sphincter muscle gripped at it. Seizing his penis it spurted the sperm high up her rectum.
He was amazed at what skill she displayed in ass fucking.
"Who taught you to fuck ass?" he demanded.
"My brother," she laughed, "Harry. He's horrible but I love him."
"Why did you let him fuck your ass?"
"I figured it was better than letting him fuck my pussy," she laughed. "I didn't want to have a baby by my brother. Do you blame me?"
Clint pulled his cock out of Debbie's behind. He stretched out on the smooth rock and let the sun beat down on his body.
'This is paradise," Debbie exclaimed, "I wish I never had to go back to the cold wintry winds of New York."
"I don't blame you," he smiled.
As she lay there with her legs spread, he thought of a lot of things he would like to do.
"Why do you keep looking at my pussy?" she smiled.
"It's pretty," he explained.
"Do you want to peek inside?" she asked as she reached down to part her pussy lips.
At that point Clint got right over her. He looked at the quivering pink flesh.
"It's beautiful inside as well as out," he assured her.
He rested his head on her thigh and she talked to him.
"We have plenty of money," she admitted, "but my dad is so damned strict. Right now he would kill me if he knew I was out here screwing around with you on the rocks. I think that's why I do things like that."
"He'd kill Harry and you," Clint told her, "if he knew your brother was screwing you."
"I know it only too well," she said. "I guess I'm getting a guilt complex over it."
"You can't do that," he warned her. "I know."
"What do you feel guilty about?" she asked eagerly.
"I can't tell you," he said confidentially, "but it's not anything nice."
"Are you bi-sexual or something?" she shrugged.
"It's not that," he assured her.
"What is it?" she asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"If you must know," he told her, "I've had sex with somebody in my own family."
"Oh, no," Debbie laughed, "you've done what I've done. Had sex with your sister."
"I wish it was my sister," he told her, "but I don't have a sister. I've had sex with my..."
When he cut off his words she looked at him stunned.
"I hope not your father," she gulped.
"No, my mom," he said sheepishly.
"You mother fucker," she cried out, "I would no more have sex with you than Frankenstein if I knew."
"Stop it, you little bitch," he said, going over to her and looking at her menacingly.
She looked up at her young lover as he sprang to life.
"You're a maniac," she said, "I've heard about boys who have sex with their moms. They're twisted and warped. They're sick."
"And you think having sex with your brother is normal?"
"Not exactly," Debbie admitted, "but it's not as bad as what you're doing."
At that point he got right over her. Straddling her and standing above her he glowered down at her.
"What are you gonna do to me?" she said. "Nothing," he told her, "go back to the shore by yourself. I don't want to ever see your fuckin' face again."
Debbie was afraid. Cautiously she moved away from him. Then she took a dive off the rocks and plunged into the cool blue waters. He watched her as she swam to the secluded cove. She picked up her bikini and dressed. He watched her as she walked back down the beach to where the others were enjoying the sun.
It really burned him up as he thought about it. Just because he did something different he was awful. It was funny how her hang-ups were all right and his hang-ups were all sick.
CHAPTER 6
A moment or two later when Clint gained his composure, he dove off the rocks and enjoyed the refreshing water as he swam back to the shore.
He was thankful she had left his bikini. He forgot that if she had gotten angry and dared to, she could have tossed it in the ocean. Fortunately she hadn't.
He got dressed and went back to his room. His mother was lying there nude and looked at him invitingly.
"Hi, love," she smiled, "did you have a nice swim?"
"Wonderful," he told her, "I really like Acapulco, mom."
"So do I, darling," she assured him, "it's heavenly here. Come over here and let your momma love you."
As he walked toward her he noticed she was wiggling her arm.
"Are you trying to entice me to fuck your armpit?" he chuckled.
"Why not, baby?"
He stood there and shook his head.
"Is there any place on your body you haven't wanted me to screw?"
"You should be thankful that I'm willing to try everything," she said snidely. "It isn't every woman who-likes sexual adventure."
Realizing that it might be interesting to find out what her armpit was like to the head of his cock, he moved toward the bed. He rested his knees on either side of her as he slowly rode his penis toward her upraised arm.
"Come on, baby," she urged him, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck me."
Marilee became more and more intensely excited as her arm moved about.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's wild. Come on.
Yes. Oh, momma, does your armpit ever feel fantastic."
It was surprising to him how much pleasure he could derive from this. She reached under his crotch and toyed with his testicles while he continued jabbing his cock to her armpit.
"Fuck me," she told her young son, patting his rear. "Fuck your momma."
He went on plunging his penis into her rapidly moving armpit and then he got his gun off.
"Oh, I'm cuming," he gasped, "I made it."
The white cream spilled down her arm as he got off.
He was delighted and excited that he had been able to achieve a climax in this unique manner. He didn't pull off until she told him, "Enough, baby. You've had enough."
He got to his feet and went to the bathroom and cleaned himself off. She followed.
"I'd better take a shower," she laughed, "you sprayed that sperm all over me."
Sure enough, some of his sperm had shot over her bosom.
They joined each other in the shower and she washed him and he washed her. "Sometime you've got to fuck my ass in the shower," she suggested. "You can use soap on your shaft. It'll slip in real nice."
"I wouldn't mind a little ass fuck before lunch," he told her. "Bend over, mom."
Marilee bent over. Her young son used soap on her behind to get it prepared. Next he used plenty of soap on his cock.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now I'm really gonna enjoy it."
Parting her ass cheeks gently he rode his slippery cock up her ass-hole.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "fuck."
It was amazing how smoothly it slipped in with the soap.
"Beautiful," he said as he noticed what a fantastic sensation he was achieving as his well-soaped cock stabbed her behind.
He didn't have long to get his gun off. For the intense pleasure that he felt as his cock slipped up her smooth ass-hole increased until he exploded.
"Oh, wow!" Clint gasped as he shot his gun off in her. "Milk it, mora."
She effectively milked his cock. More juice spurted out of his penis shaft.
When he'd finished giving it to her he slowly eased off.
She turned around and wrapped her arms around him.
"Ohhh, baby," she said, "you don't know how happy you've made your mom."
"I've enjoyed it," he told her honestly.
There wasn't the least doubt in his mind that he was a good stud. However, he was a bit bugged by the fact he was doing it so much. He knew he needed to slow down.
"Let's have a big lunch, darling," she said, "so we build you up."
They got dressed and had lunch on the terrace overlooking the ocean.
"This is the perfect hotel," she said, "you get the best view of the Bay from here."
"It is nice," he told her. "See those rocks over there?"
"Yes," she said, "don't they look strange rising out of the sea?"
"I swam over to them this morning," he told her.
"That could be dangerous," she said, "if you were caught in a riptide and hurled against those rocks you could hurt yourself."
"You have to take chances to live, don't you, mom?" he smiled casually.
"I don't want you taking chances, darling," she said nervously, "if anything happened to you I don't know what I'd do."
"That's not good, mom," he warned her, "you've got to get used to being without me. I won't be with you always."
"Ain't bear to think about it, baby," she said, "you're mine and I love you."
Just then the waiter came and he was puzzled by the conversation. It seemed to him that she was considerably older than the boy. He figured that he must be a gigolo.
"Darling," she said quietly, "promise me you won't take needless chances."
When Clint saw how much it mattered to his mom, he nodded.
The afternoon the two of them strolled out on the beach. To her surprise she turned on a nice-looking Mexican man. He came over and introduced himself.
"I'm Manuel," he smiled, "and what's the name of the lovely lady?"
"I'm Marilee," she said, "and this is my friend, Clint."
"Glad to meet you, Clint," Manuel smiled. Manuel looked at the two of them and figured Clint was a gigolo. He knew that he might be able to beat his time. He figured he had a longer cock and could perform better.
"I would like to invite you to a party at my house tonight," he smiled.
"How very thoughtful of you," she smiled, "of course, we'll accept."
Clint was shaking his head but she didn't pay any attention.
"Do you live near the beach, Manuel?" she smiled.
"I have an apartment up there on the mountain," he told her, "and I have a great view of the Bay."
"It must be wonderful to be here all of the time," she told him.
"Why don't we have dinner together tonight?" he asked. "All three of us."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, dear?"
Her ego was being massaged and she was delighted that a man was giving her attention. Especially such a young man. Clint recognized her ego trip.
"I guess so," he agreed reluctantly.
After Manuel was gone she told Clint how delighted she was that a young man noticed her.
"He probably wants money for it," her young son said truthfully.
"Certainly not," Marilee shrugged haughtily. "I think my body is enough payment. Just looking at me in a bikini probably got him so excited he figured he would love to get me at his place even if he had to invite you, too."
"If you and Manuel want to be alone," he said gratuitously, "it's all right with me."
"I wouldn't think of leaving you out of this, darling," she said, "we'll probably have a wonderful time. I would enjoy some Mexican home cooking. Manuel probably is a rich playboy."
"Manuel is probably a paid pecker," Clint shot back. "I can tell his kind. They always have that smooth look."
"I do believe you're jealous," Marilee laughed. "But, baby, you've nothing to fear. I'm devoted to you. You know that, don't you?"
"All too well," her son replied grimly.
It gave her a shudder as he spoke that way. For she could see that he was not being turned on the way that she hoped he would. She had always figured that he might get jealous and that would be in her favor. However, it hadn't turned out.
"If you don't want to go," she said, "you don't have to."
"I don't know what that cat would do to you,"
Clint said, "if I didn't go along. I'm going along not because I'm jealous, but to protect you."
"Thanks a lot," she said tightly, "I think I know how to take care of myself."
They quit arguing and that evening they went together to Manuel's posh apartment. Manuel was wearing swim trunks when they entered.
"How exciting to walk around in swim trunks all the time," she smiled.
Before she could say another word Manuel insisted they take off their clothes and put on swim suits.
"But I didn't bring a bikini," she smiled, "what should I do?"
"You don't have to wear anything as far as I'm concerned," he told her. "I like my women naked."
To prove his point Manuel pulled off his own swim trunks and let his huge cock flip up to view.
Not to be outdone, her young son quickly decided it was time for him to peel off his pants.
He pulled down his pants and let his well-hung cock show.
"My, my," she smiled at him, "but don't you have a big dick."
Manuel looked proudly at his penis and her young son Clint decided it was time to get down to business. He then pulled off his shorts.
"As long as everyone else is gonna parade around in the nude," Marilee smiled, "I might as well strip."
Marilee did a slow strip and enjoyed Manuel's brown eyes feasting on her well-shaped body. Now that she was totally nude Manuel took her by the hand and told her, "You ought to see my big circular bed."
She followed him into the bedroom.
"Wow!" Marilee grinned. "You sure do have a nice place to you-know-what."
"I hate to mention it," he whispered to her, "but I have to get paid, too."
"What do you mean, 'too'? " Marilee whispered back to him.
"Don't you pay that boy over there?" he questioned her.
"Not exactly," she said.
"Fifty bucks," he said. "I will do everything."
"All right, but don't say anything," she whispered back.
Just at that moment young Clint came out of the bathroom where he had been urinating. He thought there was some hanky-panky going on between the two of them, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Clint," Manuel smiled, "Let's have a three-way fuck. Did you ever engage in an orgy?"
It was painful for Clint to admit he hadn't.
"Not exactly," he admitted.
"It's about time you did," he told him. "You can have a lot of fun at an orgy."
It didn't take long for Manuel to pull back the lavish white bedspread. Then he lay down on the crisp blue sheets and held out his arms invitingly. Immediately Marilee joined him.
"Oh, Clint, this will be so much fun," she smiled. "What would you like to do?"
"I think it would be a lot of fun," he told her, "if we had a double fuck. One of us should fuck your ass-hole and the other should fuck your pussy. Would you like that, baby?"
"Very much, senor," she said, looking into his blazing brown eyes.
Immediately Clint got on the bed.
"I want to fuck that smooth behind," Manuel said as he caressed her ass cheeks.
"Yes, darling," she smiled, "anything you want to do. My body is yours to enjoy."
Manuel had sex down to a science. He had a small bottle of oil. Getting to his feet he poured the oil into his hands and then applied it generously to his shaft.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "roll on your side and I'll slide an oily finger up your ass-hole and get it ready."
She stretched out in a Marilyn Monroe calendar position and Manuel's hands gripped her ass cheeks. Gently prying them apart he slid an oily finger up her ass-hole to get it ready for his cock.
Somehow this got Clint eager to compete. Clint immediately slid his cock into her pussy.
"Oh, that feels good, honey," his mother smiled as Manuel slid his cock in her behind.
'Two cocks are better than one," she smiled as she felt them both riding her.
Manuel looked at Clint.
"Fucking is rhythm," he explained, "the important thing is that we get a good rhythm going."
He locked his arms around Marilee, gripping her bosoms as he fucked. Manuel quit being jealous. He recognized that they could develop a superb rhythm and enjoy it together.
"Fuck," he told his new-found lover, "twist your ass for me. That's it, baby. Take his cock along for the ride in your pussy."
The two men developed a similar rhythm. Realizing so much of the pleasure evolved to pacing, Clint suddenly got the point. Manuel had a good strong vigorous thrust. He picked up his manly thrust and the two of them winked at each other as they fucked her.
"Oh, beautiful," Manuel smiled, "when you grab his cock in your pussy I feel your ass muscles tighten."
"I'm enjoying it," Marilee said, "I'm free at last. Free to fuck any old way. Give it to me. Slide those cocks in me. I want to feel it in my ass. I want to feel it in my pussy. Ohhh, yes, yes."
She clutched at her young son's back. Soon she was scratching him, and he was starting to bleed.
"Take it easy," he told her. "Mom, take it easy."
The moment he said "mom," Manuel looked strangely at the two of them.
"Did you say 'mom'? " he asked.
"Like momma," young Clint replied swiftly, "you know, fuck me momma. Come on, hot momma, give me a good balling."
Relieved that he wasn't really speaking of his mother Manuel went on screwing. Even though he was a well-paid gigolo he did have his principles.
The two of them now were building to a climax in their action.
"Swing your ass to the right," Manuel said as his cock jabbed to the left.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now swing it to the left for me."
Once more he stabbed his cock in the other direction.
"Fuck, baby," he exclaimed, "oh, yes, sweetheart. Fuck it."
The big cock rode in with hard, jabbing stabs.
"Oh, I'm cuming," Manuel panted, "oh, I made it. Squeeze it. Milk my dick."
Marilee squeezed her ass muscles so she could release more of his sperm.
"Beautiful," Manuel told her, "milk it all out, baby."
Her effective sphincter muscle gripped it and squeezed it. More sperm spurted out of his penis head.
A second later her young son Clint got his gun off, too.
"Wow!" he panted as he pushed it in farther. "I'm shooting a load."
The two of them went pounding their cocks into her, finishing.
First Manuel pulled out.
"I hate to pull it out," Clint smiled as he reluctantly pulled his penis out of his mom's pussy.
As she had them both beside her she wanted them to lick at her bosoms.
"Why don't you both lick on a breast?" she suggested with a sly smile.
Manuel didn't require a second invitation. He went to work immediately, letting his tongue slip and slide over her nipple. His teeth bore down as he bit her. At the same instant her son Clint licked her other bosom. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through their heads as they sucked her. She was delighted to have them making over her.
"Why don't you reach down and finger my pussy?" she suggested.
Each one reached down and slid a finger into her vagina and went on lapping at her bosoms.
"This is heaven to me," Marilee smiled, "I love all the attention."
Manuel couldn't help but wonder why she liked Clint so much. He didn't think Clint had anywhere near as much to offer as he did. He wondered if he was some American millionaire and could support him in his style.
Pulling his mouth off her bosom he went on fingering her and then licked her ear.
This clued Clint as to what he should do. He let his tongue tickle into her ear. She loved it. "Her body quivered with excitement. She realized she had better have a booze break as they were getting hot again.
"Shouldn't we have something to drink?" she smiled.
CHAPTER 7
It pleased Manuel to show to Clint that he could do quite a few things expertly.
"Young man," he smiled at him, "I would like to show you how pussy eating should best be performed."
"How thoughtful of you," Marilee smiled. "Clint is a quick learner."
Immediately Marilee spread her legs. Manuel slipped his hands into her ass cheeks. Bowing his head over her crotch he let his tongue slide smoothly along her vagina. Then glancing up at
Clint he explained, "Most men use their tongues terribly. The important thing is to take time with your tongue. Let it slip slowly."
"Can I practice?" Clint asked.
Manuel was disgusted. He didn't think it was fair for Clint to get his licks in. However, insomuch as he had made out he was actually trying to coach him in the fine art of pussy eating, he couldn't complain.
"Go right ahead," he smiled as he moved away.
Immediately young Clint's tongue slid along Marilee's vagina. He did it slowly just as Manuel had instructed. As his tongue moved in a provocative, teasing manner, she quivered.
"Like that?" Clint smiled as he looked up.
"You're doing it just like I want you to," he told him.
Then gently nudging him over he went down on Marilee's vagina again.
"Observe how Clint handles my ass while he's eating my pussy," Marilee smiled as she watched.
It was true he had a way about him. He was letting his hands grip her ass cheeks tightly. Then his tongue slid back and forth.
"He teases it and tantalizes it," she observed, "he doesn't just plunge .in there like a savage."
Now it was Manuel's turn to bring out his surprise. Going over to a small envelope that he brought, he pulled out a container.
"I've got something," he told her, "that I think you will enjoy. I'm going to slip a flavor in your pussy and squeeze. I have seven different flavors here. There's lemon, lime, strawberry, cherry, blueberry, orange and champagne."
"Feed my pussy champagne," Marilee smiled at her new-found lover.
Taking the small plastic tube marked champagne from the container, Manuel slipped its tiny plastic nozzle into her slit and squeezed.
"Now you can enjoy tasty pussy," he smiled.
He let his tongue slip in Marilee's vagina and licked quickly.
"It's appetizing," Marilee observed, "I'm sure he finds my pussy delicious."
This was getting Clint all the more eager to eat her.
"Why don't I eat her ass-hole," he suggested, "while you eat her pussy?"
Manuel pulled his tongue out of her.
"That sounds like a good idea," he noted, "a double suck."
Marilee rolled over on her side. She kept one leg upraised so it would make it easier for Manuel to slip his tongue into her vagina. Then Clint got behind her. He gripped her ass cheeks and slid his finger down her ass crack. He was getting excited now as his tongue rode further. Maunel pumped his tongue vigorously into her vagina and soon Marilee was experiencing all the thrills and sexual ecstasy of a double suck.
She reached out and clutched at the sheets as the two of them worked in her.
"Oh, fuck me," she begged, "fuck me."
He was getting more excited now as he heard her voice.
"My pussy's so hot," she gasped, "and your tongue feels so good. Oh, baby, lick me."
His darting tongue movements enjoyed the taste of her wet pussy combined with the champagne pussy jelly.
The two men kept it up until she cried out frantically, locking her legs around Manuel's shoulders.
"I'm cuming," Marilee grunted as she shot him her pussy juice.
Reaching out she clutched at the sheets and wadded them up in her hands as the sexual ecstasy she was experiencing now made her climax over and over. Her young son's tongue never stopped for a moment. With piston precision movements he kept his tongue sliding up her rectum.
Clint caught her ass on every outswing and he continued letting his tongue slip up there. She loved the licking sensation as he stabbed around her ass-hole. His tongue drove deeper with every stroke, swabbing and sucking her throbbing anal bud until she thought she would go out of her mind with a new and stimulating kind of joy. It was as if her whole crotch had become a big blazing inferno. She let out a hoarse guttural cry as she gushed, and gushed.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, I'm cuming," she groaned.
Her young son kept on nuzzling and lapping at her still hot ass. Hearing his mother's hot urgent cries got him so excited he began pumping on his cock. When Manuel caught sight of him jerking he began jerking, too. Soon both men were jerking on their big cocks.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and glanced down at them. She knew that she should help.
"Let me pull on them awhile," she begged.
They moved away from her crotch and lay beside her. Reaching down, Marilee gripped their big cocks and began pumping rhythmically. The men watched as her hands jerked wildly.
"Keep it up, mom," Clint said.
Immediately Manuel picked up on it again.
"Why do you keep calling her mom?" he asked as his body vibrated with passion.
"I mean, hot momma," Clint winked and laughed.
She went on pumping and she noticed Manuel's cock was almost there. Bending over quickly she let her mouth slide over his slick cock and at the same time didn't miss a beat of the rhythm of her hand on her son's penis.
Manuel jabbed forward.
"Suck that big prick," he begged her, "suck it, sweetheart. That's what I want you to do. Suck that big cock."
She sucked his throbbing penis. All of his saved up sperm was ready to shoot into her mouth. He pulled her hard over his cock and he shoved forward.
"Suck me," he begged, "suck my prick."
It was the kind of wild super excitement that Manuel liked. For he enjoyed orgy action. He enjoyed the sight of her hand on Clint's big shaft while her mouth slipped up and down on his penis. She was lapping at the head of his cock as he went on banging her hot mouth.
"Suck me," he begged, "suck."
Clint was staring, transfixed as he watched his mother go down on Manuel's huge cock. It was not going to take long now and he knew it. He watched as her lips worked up and down his big shaft. It wouldn't be much longer until his big cock spilled out its sperm.
"Suck it for me," he begged eagerly.
Marilee mouthed him effectively, tugging on his balls. Manuel watched and he was amazed at how she could keep her hand moving on his cock and sucking on his prick at the same time.
Suddenly Manuel exploded. Marilee gulped greedily. Hungrily she sucked his love juices. Her son, Clint, now grabbed her.
"Over here," he exclaimed.
He jabbed his cock into her mouth. She took it willingly. Ramming it down her throat he let his balls bounce on her chin as he fucked her face.
Manuel was stimulated with the erotic sight. His penis quivered with emotion as he watched the way Marilee let her head bob up and down on her young lover's penis.
"You sure know how to give a good cock suck," Manuel smiled.
Marilee continued pumping up and down on her lover's cock until he had exploded.
As Clint got his cock off, he threw his head back and forth.
"Oh, wow," he exclaimed, "does that ever feel fantastic."
When the session was over and Clint and Marilee were back together in their hotel room, she told her son, "I guess there's a lot of pep in the old gal yet."
"You ve got a hot ass, mom," he told her, "but you've got to learn to tame it."
There was no doubt in his mind that his mother was super in sex. Now he felt he had to prove something.
The following day he did. He walked along the beach and found an older woman who acted as if she were looking for a younger man. He spread out his beach towel beside her and got to talking.
"Hi, beautiful," he smiled.
"What's your name?" the woman smiled from beneath her big sunglasses.
"Clint," he told her, "and what's your name?"
"Terry," she replied.
As he spread out he made it a point to let his bulging crotch come into view. She looked at it appreciatively.
"I must say," she smiled, "you are a well-hung young stud."
"Aren't you getting kind of bold?" Clint asked the woman.
"Not around here, honey," she told him. "This is called Hustlers' Beach."
"Are you charging?" Clint smiled. "I'm buying, baby," she told him. "The merchandise is awfully good here. I like the Riviera, the French Riviera that is, and Acapulco. You find the most beautiful people on the beach."
At this point Clint thought that he should entice her. He reached down and gently stroked his cock through his tight-fitting nylon bikini shorts.
"Are you trying to build your price?" she giggled.
"I'm worth plenty," he told her.
'That's what they all say," she told him, "but it's a buyer's market. How much do you want?"
"Fifty bucks," he told her.
"What does that include?" she asked in a business-like manner.
'Just about everything," he said, eager to make his first sale of his body.
"I'll take you on, tiger," she told him. "What say we go up to my room?"
Clint nodded.
As the shapely older woman got to her feet, he realized she did have a well-formed body. He wondered if she had a face lift as she looked so young and yet he knew she wasn't.
"I've got to hand it to you," he told her, "you look like you are well hung together."
"Why thank you," she told him, "and I am just as eager to have some fun as you are. Let's play."
Up in her bedroom she wasted no time. She gave him two twenties and a ten.
"And now, baby," she said, "Let's see what you've got hanging there between your legs."
Clint peeled off his tight nylon shorts, displaying himself. As she looked at his big swelling cock she walked toward it. He was totally shocked, however, what she pulled out a ruler and insisted on measuring him.
"Do you always measure your lovers?" he demanded.
"Certainly," she said, "aren't you men always concerned with bra size and hip size?"
"Yes," he admitted, "but I never knew we men were going to be figured on a cock size."
"Why not?" Terry grinned. 'The longer it is, the better nt is going to feel."
She measured from underneath his balls.
"You've got an eight-incher, honey," she told him. "Not the biggest, not the shortest. I'm sure I will enjoy it."
Terry slipped off her bra and then she insisted Clint pull down her bikini bottoms.
"I want you to strip me, lover," she told him. "and then we'll have a good time together."
He pulled down her panties, exposing her fur-trimmed triangle.
"Nice," he said as he noticed moistening dewdrops.
"Let your tongue tell me that," she said.
Getting on his knees he pulled her to him. His tongue surged inside of her.
"Oh, baby," she groaned in delight, "does that ever feel good. Keep it up."
Clint continued giving her what she wanted. She was getting hornier every moment.
"Oh, sweetheart," she smiled, "you just get me on the bed and I'll give you some pussy like you've never had before."
Pulling his tongue out of the attractive woman's box, he got to his feet. Naked, the two of them walked over to the big bed.
She got on the bed and spread her legs as if she had been doing this for years.
Clint crouched over her crotch. He let his tongue slide along her slit.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said. "I like those slow caresses. You are good at it."
Clint didn't tell her that he had just been trained by Manuel, a Mexican lover who had made it with his mom.
As he went on sliding his tongue in and out of her vagina slowly he reached up to gently massage her bosoms.
"This is too much," the woman breathed huskily, "I haven't been loved like this since I was on the French Riviera. Oh, baby, you've got French lovemaking down to a science."
It made Clint bristle with pride as he realized she was complimenting him for his lovemaking. He continued letting his tongue slip back and forth inside of her juicy vagina. Now she was really excited.
"Eat my box, baby," she begged anxiously, "oh, sweetheart, suck me. That's the way you do it. Oh, lover, eat my box."
Clint was giving her exactly what she required. Hot action. His tongue movements darted about inside of her, causing her to tremble.
"Ohhh, honey," she groaned in ecstasy, "I'll never get my money's worth. I'll gush right away."
She did, too. Seconds later she came in his mouth. Placing his mouth over her pussy in a suction cup style he ate her box.
It was a fantastic moment. He was bringing her there in seconds. He pressed his mouth over her pussy tightly. He squeezed her bosoms until she cried out in pain and passionate delight.
"Suck my pussy," the woman panted, "suck me, lover. Suck me, baby."
She locked her legs around her young lover and pushed her pelvis forward.
"Now you're sucking," she told him eagerly. "Oh, baby, I love it."
She had given him what he wanted.
Now he moved off. Then he slid forward. He was straddling her bosoms with her buttocks.
"I'm gonna rub my ass against your tits." he smiled.
He did just that and looked down at her.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told him, "move up so I can lick your ass-hole."
He moved forward. He grabbed his cock and began pumping with one hand while he cupped his balls with the other. At the same time his newfound older female lover went to work with her tongue. She licked both ass cheeks first, and then focused her tongue movements on his ass-hole. Suddenly the big tongue surged up his rectum.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my ass-hole."
She was only too eager to satisfy his bizarre carnal lusts. Her hot tongue pumped up his rectum. He loved the sensation of her tongue sliding up there.
"Go ahead," he begged her, "suck me. Oh, please, suck my ass-hole. I love it."
Her hot tongue excited him no end. And as she held his smooth thighs with his ass-hole opened wide, she let her tongue joyfully jab up there.
"That's the way," he exclaimed, "oh, yes. Keep it going."
As the forward assault of her tongue continued attacking the tight ass-hole, he felt his penis harden. He gripped his fingers tighter on his cock.
"Come on, suck me," he told her, "keep it up."
He knew that he would have to point his penis at her mouth swiftly. For he couldn't keep this up much longer. She loved gripping his buttocks and letting her tongue slip up his ass-hole. His firm young body got her going. Now he wanted to slip his massive hunk of meat into her mouth.
Pulling back he told her, "I want to slip it to you. I want to rub my cock in your mouth."
At this point she slowly slid her tongue out of his ass-hole. He looked at her hotly flushing face.
"Oh, Terry," he told her, "you're terrific. Now I want to get my cock in your mouth as far as it will go.
Opening her mouth the young boy pushed the sleek head of his pulsating penis against the roof of her mouth. She tried to comply with his instructions.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck it, sweetheart. Oh, baby, this is great. Suck that big cock."
He watched as he inserted his huge penis into her mouth and pulled it out. It was fun seeing it sliding back and forth.
"Oh, suck it," he told her, "suck."
Her face was red now as she thrilled to his huge penis pumping in her.
"I'm gonna slide it down your throat," he told her as he felt the warm saliva thoroughly lubricating his rigid young cock.
He moved his hips back and forth in a rhythmic manner. He enjoyed watching her grabbing. She gripped his buttocks now and he could hear her gulp as the saliva-slickened cock shot.
"Oh, eat it," he told her, "eat it."
She was gulping greedily. She enjoyed the taste of his masculine fluids splashing against the insides of her mouth.
"Suck it out," he panted, "suck it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Gobble it. Oh, sweetheart, suck that creamy cock for me."
Finally he pulled his lust-swollen rock-hard cock out of her mouth.
"That was delicious, baby," she told him, "I loved every drop of it."
CHAPTER 8
When the beautiful woman rolled over and he caught sight of her beautiful blonde buttocks he knew he had to fuck her.
Reaching down he caressed her bare behind.
"I'd like to fuck your ass," he told her.
"It's yours if you want to," she smiled.
Rising off the bed she went to the bathroom. Returning with a small container of oil she poured some in the palms of her hands and then massaged it into his cock.
"I'm gonna get you ready," she smiled.
Getting in the middle of the bed so he could watch in the mirror, she bent over. Only her blonde ass cheeks were upraised. It didn't take long for Clint to mount her. Flipping his slippery cock between her buttocks, he stabbed forward with a rough savage thrust.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed, "take it easy."
"Sorry, Terry," he told her, "I just wanted to ram it in good,"
The big cock pumped hard. She wiggled on the head of it.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Oh, baby, fuck it."
In and out the big cock rode. She twisted her hips excitedly.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's the way I want you to do it. Oh, baby, keep it going."
As the huge penis jabbed up her rectum she moaned in momentary pain.
"Not so hard, honey," she told him, "take it easy."
But Clint couldn't take it easy. He was so excited he had to keep thrusting.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes," he told her, "faster, baby. That's the way I want you to do it, baby. Keep it up. Now, baby, now."
Suddenly the big cock exploded. She milked his shaft.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's the way I want you to do it. Don't stop, baby."
Terry kept her motor running and as she kept her ass revolving his cock got hard again and he shot some more sperm into her.
"Oh, grab my tits and keep fucking," she begged. "Fuck me."
He realized that she had an insatiable thirst for sex. Bending over he played with her bosoms and went on ramming it to her hard.
When he had finished giving her another shot of his creamy cum he slowly eased off and flipped over.
He was breathing rapidly and his heart was pounding.
"How'd you like it, lover?" she smiled smugly. "You're a hot baby," he told her. "I'm glad that we fucked."
All of a sudden Clint got the idea that perhaps he could make some more money.
"How about a rerun?" he asked her.
"No way," she said. "I'm a perfectionist and I demand a different man every time."
"All right," he said.
A few moments later he got to his feet and left.
Later that evening when he had dinner with his mother she asked him what he'd been doing all day.
"Oh, just getting a suntan," he smiled. "I'm not so sure," Marilee told Clint flatly. "Why?" he asked her. "Don't I look dark enough?"
"You can get a good tan in a short time in Acapulco," she said, "and I happen to have seen you walk off with some older woman."
"She was a fantastic person to meet," he told her. "She gave me a real education."
"No doubt in bed," she retorted quickly.
"So what?" he told her. "You don't have a padlock on my pecker, do you?"
"No, but it might be a good idea," she said. "Apparently you were getting into a lot of pussies that you shouldn't."
"I noticed you have tried to pick up all the men you could," he told her.
"Honey, I don't pick them up," she countered quickly, "they come after me. Look at that man over there. He's looking at me. Latins are like that. They're terribly sexy."
Just a glance proved too much for the dark-skinned man with the blazing brown eyes, who was watching Marilee closely. He came from his place at the bar and walked over to the table.
"I would like to introduce myself," he told her. "Haven't I seen you somewhere before?"
"Perhaps you have," Marilee replied quickly, "anyway, why don't you join us?"
"Yes," Clint mumbled.
He sat down and ordered drinks for the two of them and Clint wanted some liquor, too.
"Is he old enough?" the man smiled.
"He isn't," Marilee replied, "but I'll let him have some of mine."
After they'd had a few drinks the man suggested quietly, "Perhaps I could take your young lover home and I could take care of you for the rest of the night."
"That's a delicious idea," Marilee smiled smugly, "but I think that we had better stick together."
Shaking his head the man got to his feet.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in that kind of a party," he said abruptly.
It really upset Marilee when he didn't pay for the bill. He stalked out, disgruntled and disgusted. Looking directly at her young son she sobbed.
"If I were here on my own," she complained, "I could really make out."
"That goes double, mom," he told her. "I met a rich old woman today. She gave me fifty bucks."
"What on earth for?" she asked suspiciously.
"What do you think?" he shot back.
"I shudder to think of what for," she said, "and I don't want you ever to do anything like that again."
"I enjoyed it," he told her, "and I sincerely hope I have another whack at some good pussy. Especially if the price is right."
"What kind of a son are you?" she demanded.
"What kind of a mom are you?" he asked.
Marilee paid the bill and haughtily walked away.
He followed her up to the room.
"You got me started on sex, mom," he told her, "and now that I've got my motor going you want to make me turn it off. No way."
Inside of her beautiful suite Marilee swept over to the bed and stretched out and started sobbing. At this point Clint felt like a heel.
"I'm sorry, mom," he told her, "honest, I'm sorry."
She believed him. Looking through misty eyes she shook her head.
"It's really my fault," she admitted candidly. "I never should have started you out on sex."
Clint knew this was true. But his mother looked so pathetic that he didn't want to bug her.
"Mom," he said sadly, "I really do care an awful lot about you. I'm sorry that we are mixed up like this."
"What's gonna become of us, baby?" she asked. "I don't know." He began stroking her bosoms. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked. "Real bad," he said.
Slowly she got to her feet and began undressing. When she came to her filmy panties he could see the moisture on her fur-trimmed triangle. He walked over to her.
"Why don't you pull off my panties?"
He pulled off her panties and then he licked her pussy.
"Oh, son, there's never been a tongue in my pussy like yours."
She got on the bed and she still hadn't removed her bra.
"You look funny with your tits covered and your pussy bare," he chuckled.
When she removed her bra she didn't look funny. She looked sexy. Going over to the bed he suddenly realized he hadn't taken off his clothes. He got out of his clothes quickly and naked straddled her.
"Oh, son, fuck me," she said.
"How about your ass-hole, mom?" he asked, thinking back on what a good time he had when Terry turned her ass up for him to screw.
"All right, son," she replied.
He used some suntan lotion on his cock.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to use this," he said.
"No way," she said, "just use plenty. I don't want you jabbing that big thing of yours up my ass-hole without plenty of lubrication."
When it was slick with the suntan lotion he parted his mother's ass crack.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me good."
Ramming forward he jabbed his big cock up her tight anal channel.
"Oh, wow," Clint gasped as he rammed it to her. "Oh, I like that. Oh, mom, twist your ass-hole. Oh, keep that up. Now, now."
She was discovering what pleased him most. The farther he could ram his slippery cock up her rectum, the more excited he became. Realizing that if she bent over farther he would have greater access to her ass-hole, she bent over all the way. Grasping his mother's ass cheeks he pried them apart so he could watch his big cock slipping in and out.
"Churn your ass around for me," he told her, "that's it. Keep it swinging."
Now he was penetrating further. His cock couldn't take much more of this erotic excitement. Suddenly, it juiced.
"I'm cuming, mom," Clint grunted, "grab it. Squeeze it. Milk it for me."
She milked his penis with her sphincter muscle. She was enjoying it so much she felt herself juicing.
"Oh, son," she groaned in delight, "hurry up and finish fucking my ass so you can eat my pussy."
He went on thrusting a couple more times and then eased off.
Rolling over she spread her legs widely for him. It didn't take him long to slide his hands under her ass cheeks and pull her pussy up to his mouth. As if he were gazing at the most delectable, delicious treat in the world, he let his pink tongue slide in as he pried her pussy lips apart to look at the quivering pink flesh.
"Eat me, baby," she groaned in a frenzy, "eat me, baby."
Reaching down she pumped her pelvis forward. She held his head there.
"Suck momma's pussy," she panted, "suck my pussy. Oh, son, suck your momma's pussy."
Whipping his tongue all around inside of her and probing and exploring her velvety vagina he finally nibbled at her clit and got her there. As she gushed she held him tight.
"Suck me," she begged, "suck me, baby. That's how you do it. Suck my pussy."
The hot juices trickled down her inner thigh. He licked quickly.
"Eat me, baby," she bubbled eagerly, "oh, yes, sweetheart, eat your momma's box."
Licking down her leg had him so excited he was shaking.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, baby, that's what I like."
The erotic excitement that he felt as he finished eating her continued. He didn't want it to stop. His cock was hard.
When he pulled his tongue out of her vagina he moved up her body. He slid his ass back and forth across her big bosoms. Then he flipped his cock between her bosoms and massaged.
"This is the sex sandwich, mom," he told her. "The buns on the side and the weenie in the middle."
Her beautiful bosoms felt good to him. She loved the feel of his balls swelling.
"We don't need anybody else, do we, son?" she asked huskily. "Just you and me, tiger. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, mom," he told her enthusiastically, "just you and me."
She was turned on completely with him. There was no doubt in her mind about what a fantastic young son he had been to her.
Now he wanted to slip his cock into her mouth and let her finish him with a suck off."
"I'd like to feed your face," ha smiled.
Marilee opened her mouth. Her young son aimed his cock.
"Here we go," he smiled as he slowly eased it into her mouth. He loved to watch her taking it in. Inch by inch it excited him to see it going down her throat. When his balls rode her chin he hugged her. Her hands gripped his ass cheeks and she sucked hard.
"Suck me," he begged her, "suck me, mom. Oh, mom, suck my cock off. That's what I want you to do. Get it. Suck it."
He loved the feel of her hands massaging his ass cheeks while she sucked. She was putting a lot of action into it.
"Beautiful," he told her, "that's just like I like it. Oh, mom, suck my cock off. Suck it."
She continued giving him what he wanted. And suddenly he juiced.
"I'm cuming," he told her, "ohhh, yes, yes. I'm cuming."
The hot cream exploded in her mouth. She gobbled it greedily.
"Suck it out," he told her, "suck it."
When he had finished giving her a good load of sperm, she felt satisfied completely. For she always enjoyed the taste of Clint's thick cream.
He pulled off and lay beside her and wrapped an arm around her lovingly, gently massaging her breasts.
"Just you and me, mom," he told her, "we don't need anybody. I'm sorry I fucked that old bat for fifty bucks."
"What?" Marilee said turning to look at him in amazement.
"This old dame out on the beach wanted to give me fifty bucks to fuck her," he repeated.
"You've become a gigolo under this Acapulco sun," she said sadly. "Oh, Clint, I didn't think you would stoop so low."
"Some people would say I was stooping over lower to be a mother fucker," he chuckled.
"That's true," she said, "except for one thing. We have genuine love flowing between us."
"That's a fact," he smiled casually, "but it's also a fact some people think screwing your own parent is sick."
"The world is sick," she rationalized, "we're just trying to grab the ring off the merry-go-round.
"I know," he laughed, "we want to suck off before the world blows itself up."
"That's a beautiful way to put it, dear," she said, "while the worlds decide on how they're gonna kill each other with atomic bombs, all we want to do is hide in a bed and make love."
"I wonder," Clint said, "what dad would do if he ever found us."
"Don't mention your father," she warned him, "he is such an ungrateful person. He wouldn't understand at all what we're doing."
"I know he wouldn't," he admitted. "The old man must have been no good or he wouldn't have left you and me."
"He isn't any good, dear," she said, "but it's not your fault or my fault. It's just a fact. Nevertheless, if he thought that I was having sex with you, I'd hate to say what he'd do."
"Let's do our best to forget about him," Clint said, "we don't even have to bring him up."
"Good," she told him, "because it makes me sick whenever I think of him."
They nuzzled against each other and she reached down and played with his limp cock.
"Don't bring that to life again," he warned her. "I've got to let it relax awhile."
She nodded. They fell asleep in each other's arms. In the middle of the night as the cool sea breeze awakened them, Marilee looked out at the moonlight playing across the bay waters. She got out of bed and naked walked to the balcony window. For a terrible moment she had the urge to jump off.
When Clint awakened and He saw her standing there alone he wondered if she was contemplating suicide. Quietly he got out of the bed and walked over to the balcony and joined her.
"What are you doing out here, mom?" he demanded.
"It's so beautiful at night with the moonlight sweeping over the waters," she said as if she was from another world.
"You aren't thinking of something far out, are you?" Clint demanded.
"It would be simpler for both of us if I just jumped off," she admitted candidly.
Wrapping his arms around her lovingly he kissed her. As he felt her beautiful bosoms crushing against him and she felt his cock springing to life she was glad that she hadn't made the leap.
"Let's get back to bed, baby," she said.
Hand in hand, mother and son, male and female, lovers, returned to the bedroom. They crept into bed together and once more clasped each other. Clint fell off to sleep and Marilee couldn't sleep. Her mind was too troubled. Their future looked too cloudy. She wished that life would always be as quiet and calm and beautiful as it was this moment at Acapulco Bay.
CHAPTER 9
When Clint and his mom went back to the States they both decided they would do their best to keep their love secret and yet continuous. However, it was difficult for Clint to think of mom and sex all the time when there were so many young girls at school that he wanted to play with.
When a buddy of his told him about a girl who gave blow jobs for ten dollars each, he got very interested.
"What's her name?" he asked him.
"Donna," he told him, "and Donna has done about every stud in school. They line up. The guys really get a charge out of watching the other guys get their cocks sucked."
"That would be fun," Clint agreed.
"Just ten bucks, is that right?"
"That's all it is," his buddy informed him.
"Count me in," he told him, "I want to have some fun, too."
When Saturday night rolled around his mother had made plans for them to go to a movie.
"You're going to love this show," she told him, "it really is something. There's this big fire in this building and everybody's getting killed and screaming and yelling. It's better than Earthquake."
"Oh, they couldn't top Krakatoa," he told her, "that picture about the Java island submerging had more people die than any of them put together."
"Not from what I've read," his mother replied. "I hear that this Towering Inferno has more people die that any of them put together."
"Mom," he said, "I've got some homework I want to do tonight."
"That can wait till Sunday," she smiled.
"I'm afraid it can't," he insisted.
"You're putting me on," she said, "the day that you want to do your homework before you go to a movie is the day that I'm suspicious you've got something else in mind."
"Would I lie to you?" he asked her bluntly.
"You would," she replied.
At this point he was stunned. For he never thought his mother would be this blunt.
"Son," she smiled, "you are being ridiculous. Now why don't you tell me who it is?"
"All right," he told her as she listened with rapt attention, "it's Donna. She's a nice chick who gives guys blow jobs."
"No nice chick is giving a series of blow jobs at any orgy," she said.
"I hate to remind you," he told her, "but you and I had a little orgy with Manuel down in Mexico."
"That was different," Marilee said emphatically.
"I figured that was what you'd say," he chuckled. "The difference was that you were doing it and not Donna."
He was getting disgusted and his balls were itching for the good time that his buddy had told him about.
"You certainly aren't gonna go through with it, are you?" she demanded tightly.
"For your information, I am," he said emphatically.
At that point Clint felt that he had all he could take. He left his mother and he paid no attention to her tears. The call of his balls was far more important than anything she felt for him at that moment.
Going out the front of his house, Clint's buddy picked him up in his car.
"Hi, Randy," he smiled, "have you got that motel date all set?"
"Yes, buddy," Randy replied, "and Donna's ready. She's got her hot mouth open, just waiting for us to slip ten bucks in."
"Oh, I can tuck ten in her pussy and my prick in her mouth," he chuckled.
When they got to the seedy looking motel on the outskirts of town he noticed some of the kids parking down the street.
"We don't dare park right at the motel," Randy explained, "because if we did they'd get wise."
"Right on," he replied.
They went into the motel after they had parked and when he saw the naked blonde girl named Donna he was delighted.
"Hi, fellas," Donna said, "I've got my own routine. I want all of you to take off all of your clothes."
The boys listened to her. They removed their clothes.
"Now the next thing I want," Donna smiled, "is for each of you to give me ten dollars in advance."
Donna went down the line. There were fourteen young men and when they each handed her ten she had a hundred and forty bucks.
"Now," she said, "I want to get my kicks first. I like to whack guys' asses with a ping pong paddle. Bend over."
The line of fourteen boys bent over. The naked blonde with the ping pong paddle swinging in her hand walked down the line of boys.
"Now I'll get you," Donna said as she whacked their asses.
One by one she let the ping pong paddle lash their bare bottoms. She didn't move until they were red. Each boy got a surprise. For the sting of the paddle produced electrical waves of sexual excitement in their bodies. It got every boy over his embarrassment at being naked and a hard-on.
"Now I'm ready, tigers," she told them, "we'll do it on the bed. One boy at a time."
Casually Donna walked back to the bed. She pulled out a bottle of whiskey from under a pillow and took some.
"You're not old enough to drink that stuff," Randy chuckled.
"If I'm old enough to give head," she replied, "I guess I'm old enough to have a snort of this stuff."
The boys were eager for this experience.
"Open your mouth, honey," the first boy smiled as he straddled her.
She did open her mouth indeed. And the young boy gripped her head and guided his cock.
"Suck this, sweetheart," he told her, "suck it good."
He plunged his cock into her mouth. He let the head of it caress the back of her throat.
"Eat me," he begged her, "oh, sweetheart, suck that big juicy prick. That's what I want you to do, Suck it off."
The other boys all found themselves getting excited as Donna sucked. She had a way about her.
"Look at that tiger go," Randy smiled. "You'll choke her with that dick."
It was interesting to see the boy's ass muscles flex as he fucked her face. His balls rode her chin. His hands reached out and he gripped her head and held her in line while he force fucked her.
'Take this, sweetheart," he smiled, "and this."
The big cock rode in smoothly.
"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That's the way I like it. Oh, honey, grab my ass. Play with my butt when you're sucking my cock off."
Her hands instinctively went to his buttocks. He loved the way she gripped him.
"Suck my meat," he told her, "suck it off, sweetheart. Get that big juicy load. Come on, Donna, suck that cock off."
The hot cream erupted in her mouth and the girl gulped.
One boy slid off and the line continued. When it came time for Clint to get his rocks off he proudly massaged his ass over her tits before he moved to her face.
"I'll give you a little tit massage," he smiled. "Doesn't my ass feel good?"
"Yes, tiger," Donna replied.
But Donna wasn't going to have word games with her young lover. She wanted to suck his cock off and get on quickly.
"Give me your prick, sweetheart," she said, "so I can suck it off quick."
He plunged his cock into Donna's mouth. She worked her tongue feverishly over the head of it.
Dipping her tongue in the small slit she got him further excited.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Come on. Suck it. Suck it off."
Plunging his cock down her throat he gave her a fuck she wouldn't soon forget.
"That's the way I like it," he told her, "oh, baby, you're doing it just right. Come on, sweetheart, suck that cock off."
Pulling out so she could get it in her mouth he exploded.
"Eat the cream," he panted. "Oh, baby, suck that prick."
Finishing he pulled off happily. His friend Randy followed. Randy made her suck his ass first.
"Don't be in too big a hurry, honey," he told her. "I want you to eat my ass out."
To the delight and surprise of Randy she slid her tongue smoothly up his tight rectum. Her hands gripped his behind as he went to town pumping his cock while she sucked on his buttocks.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "ride that tongue up there. All the way, sweetheart."
Her hot tongue rode up his rectum. Randy was stimulated so much so that he thought he might get his gun off before he wanted to.
"Slew down, honey," he told her, "you're gonna have me creaming before I want to. I want your mouth copped over my cock when I explode."
She pulled off. Finally Randy told her emphatically, "Now, eat my prick."
She pulled his cock to her mouth and sucked.
"Oh, wow," he exclaimed as his cock exploded. She ate his cream happily.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's what I wanted you to do. Eat it."
After she had finished with Randy she only had a couple more guys to go. She finished them off quickly. Getting off the bed she thanked them and dressed. The boys dressed and left. Randy dropped Glint off at his house.
When Clint walked into his place he noticed it was dark. However, he got a big jolt when he went past his mother's bedroom. For as he looked inside the bedroom he could see a black man's legs parted. And his mother was pulling on a long black cock. He wondered what would happen next. He didn't have long to wonder for he heard the black man demand, "I want you to eat my ass-hole, sweetheart. You'll enjoy sucking black ass."
Marilee's tongue slid smoothly up his tight black anal channel.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "that's a good rim job. Now if you will grab my cock and pump it while you rim my ass I will enjoy myself."
He watched and got hard as his mother jerked on the long shiny black cock and continued licking all around his crotch. She moved from his ass up to his balls. Opening her mouth she took his big black balls in and sucked on them while she went on pumping rhythmically on his penis.
"That's the way I like it, honey," he told her, "jerk me. Rim me. Oh, sweetheart, suck me."
His balls tingled with excitement as they itched to explode in her mouth.
"Wrap your mouth around my prick," he told her, "and I'll show you how my black stick can shoot white cream."
She pulled off his balls and licked up the underside of his enormous black tool.
Her tongue flicked lightly around the sensitive glans protion of his penis and then she gulped.
"Suck it off," the black man gasped excitedly, "that's the way you do it, sweetheart. Suck that big black joy stick. Keep sucking.
His shiny ass muscles flexed as he fucked her face.
"Keep it up," he told her, "oh, baby, now you're doing it. That's like I like it. Oh, sweetheart, let me slip it down your throat. You'll love that."
All the while this was going on young Clint was playing with himself. Cupping his balls in one hand he gripped his cock with the other.
"Suck it," the black man panted, "suck that prick. Suck it off."
He kept ramming it down her throat so hard that for a moment she thought she would choke on it.
"Ohhh," he groaned in a passionate frenzy, "now, baby, now. Oh, sweetheart, now I'm cuming."
The hot cream exploded out of his cock. She sucked happily. It was a moment of triumph as she slid a finger up his black ass-hole, pressing his prostate gland while she ate his thick cream.
"Eat me," he panted, "swallow my seed. Oh, baby, I want to see your cheeks pull in when you suck that creamy cock off."
Marilee's cheeks did pull in. For she wanted to suck hard and get all the cream out of his long black cock she could.
At the same time her young son felt his cock coming closer and closer to climax. He pulled his hand off just in time. For he wanted to give his mother a good screwing when the black man had gone.
Pulling off the black cock Marilee looked at him.
"Did you enjoy yourself, tiger?"
"You know it, sweetheart," he told her. "Am I ever glad I picked you up at that bar."
She hugged him as she threw her arms around him. For a moment it made Clint insanely jealous. However, he tried to be honest. He thought to himself about the wild time that he had had at the orgy. He couldn't condemn her for he had done a similar thing.
He went off to bed. He took all of his clothes off and lay there with a hard-on. He kept hoping he would hear the sound of the black man exiting. For that would be the moment he could slip into his mother's bedroom and have sex.
Unfortunately he didn't hear a sound. For apparently the black man stayed till the wee hours of the morning.
The next morning he woke up and he still had a hard-on. He went downstairs and strode into his mother's bedroom. She was sound asleep, alone. He slid in bed beside her.
As she felt his cock pressing against her pussy she woke up.
"Clint, baby," she smiled, "what on earth are you doing in my bed?"
"Morning, mom," the horny young man smiled.
"Honey," she said, "you were out terribly late last night, weren't you?"
"Yeah," he said, "Let's forget about last night."
"I went over to visit a girl friend of mine," Marilee laughed, "you know, Peggy. That girl I met where I used to have a job as a typist."
"Quit lying, mom," he said as he slowly eased his cock toward her pussy. "I want you on top. Why don't you just roll over and slide it in."
She rolled over on top of him. Grabbing at his penis she slipped it into herself.
"That's what I want you to do, mom," he told her anxiously, "I want you to fuck it."
The big penis plunged into her pussy. She was stimulated by the excitement surging across his face as he fucked her. She reached out and toyed with his chest as she went on.
"Peggy says she wants us both to come over to have dinner some time," she continued.
"You were fucking a black stud," he told her frankly, "quit lying."
"I guess I was," she said as she went on whipping her ass, "but it didn't hurt me none."
"But it sure got me uptight," Clint laughed. "I wanted to come in and ball you. I couldn't risk getting him uptight. If I came in he might think he had to run for his life and you were my wife."
"That's true, dear," Marilee smiled smugly. "You made a wise decision. Who did you screw last night?"
"Like I told you," he reminded her, "Donna gave us all blow jobs."
"That's nice," she said, "was the girl good at it?"
"Not bad," he assured her.
"I'm happy for you, honey," she said, "I never wish you bad."
Marilee went on wiggling her butt for her young son. She loved the feeling of his hands on her ass cheeks.
"You're doing it great," she told him, "ram it to me. That's it, sweetheart, fuck your momma's pussy."
The big cock rode into her. Her pussy muscles clutched at the sliding penis.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly, "fuck me, baby. That's the way. Ram it in."
Reaching up he played with her bosoms.
"Oh, mom," he told her, "your pussy is so tight."
"I'm glad you enjoy me," she said, "we shouldn't try to keep each other away from other lovers. It's all right if you want to play with Donna. Just let me pick up a few men now and then. Maybe I am oversexed."
She was grabbing at his penis with her pussy muscles with such vigor that he knew he would be shooting soon.
"Keep it up like that," he told her. "Oh, mom, I love it."
She pumped her pussy on his huge thrusting cock and then she felt him shooting his rocks off.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically, "oh, mom, This is wild, I'm cuming."
The hot cream erupted from his cock. Her pussy muscles squeezed it out.
"Ohhh, wow," he exclaimed, "this is beautiful."
When she eased off, she lay beside him.
"You know that black dude is a sportsman," she said, "he plays football."
"Did he tell you which team?" Clint asked, eager to know who it was."
"No, he didn't, darling," she admitted, "I didn't want to get personal. But he sure socked it to me."
CHAPTER 10
Marilee went to the kitchen and fixed her son a big breakfast. That would keep him happy and healthy.
"Takes a lot of fuel to fuck like that," she told him, "it burns up a lot of energy to shoot your rocks off as often as you do."
"You're a very thoughtful mom," he told her.
Marilee enjoyed parading around in the nude in the kitchen. Her son was delighted by the fact that her bosoms would brush her corn flakes and milk.
"I wish you'd sit on this side," he chuckled, "so I can dip your big breasts in my corn flakes and milk."
"Just pretend," she smiled, "that you're licking my tits while you're having breakfast."
After breakfast they both showered and dressed.
"Why don't we go out and have some fun today, mom?" he asked. "I'd like to play a game of miniature golf."
"Certainly, darling," Marilee replied. "Incidentally, I got a card from your father. He said that he'd like to see us both."
"Are you gonna answer him?" he demanded.
"Of course not," she said, "the bastard left us, let him rot."
That was all they had to say about the card.
Playing miniature golf proved to be a lot of fun. They had lunch at the restaurant nearby. After lunch Clint said he'd like to drive.
"You don't have your license," she reminded him, "so we're taking a chance."
"That's where it's at," he chuckled, "taking a chance. Isn't everything in life taking a chance?"
"That's true," she admitted.
Once Clint was back of the wheel and driving down the highway .he felt a surge of power go through him. He wished that seated beside him was a girl friend instead of his mother. His mother somehow felt that he was acting a bit distant.
"What was that girl like last night?" she asked, wanting to know more about the incident. "You got to see the tiger turn on with me apparently but I haven't heard much about Donna."
"Are you jealous of the little blow-job artist?" he asked.
"Of course not," Marilee laughed, "if I wanted to stoop that low I'm sure that I could find plenty of men who'd go ape over me."
"I know you could," he assured her. "You've got a beautiful body, mom. And I realize plenty of men would give their left nut to fuck you."
"Thank you, dear," she smiled, "mentioning nuts, how would you like it if I sucked on them for a while and gave you a strawberry ass fuck?"
"What are you talking about, mom?" he asked her curiously. "I never heard of such a thing."
"Your mom has many surprises," she said as she went to the kitchen and picked out the strawberry preserves.
Hurrying back to the bedroom she told her young son exactly what she wanted him to do.
"Now you just lie on your stomach, love," she smiled, "and I will tickle your nuts first. Then when you part your ass cheeks I'll slip some strawberry preserves up there. Next I'll lick them out."
It seemed a bit strange at first to watch his mother spooning strawberry preserves around his ass-hole. However, it didn't take long to accomplish the task. Then she bent over and started licking all around his ass crack. At the same time she played with his balls. He loved the tugging fingers pulling on his nuts.
"Oh, lick my ass," he exclaimed excitedly, "come on, mom, that's the way I like it. Suck my ass-hole."
The strawberry ass tasted good to Marilee. For she adored her son. She played with his ass cheeks and went on licking at his ass-hole.
"Stab your tongue up there, mom," he begged her.
She rode her tongue up his rectum.
"Like that," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, wow. Keep it up."
He was really excited now.
"Lick it," he exclaimed, "Lick my strawberry ass."
She was so excited now she wanted to jerk his cock off at the same time. Pulling her tongue from his ass-hole she told him, "Roll over, baby, so I can eat your ass out and pull on your prick at the same time."
He rolled over on his side. She kept her tongue sliding in and out of his tight ass-hole while her hand gripped his cock and pulled.
"Keep it up," he told her, "oh, mom, I'm going out of my mind. Keep pulling my prick and sucking my ass. I love it."
Indeed he did. However, Marilee was a wise mother. She knew that too much pulling on her son's cock would bring him there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes," he groaned in a passionate frenzy, "it's too much. I can't stand it."
She was really enjoying herself now. She pulled her tongue from her son's tight anus and moved around to the front of him. She pulled his mammoth male member to her lips and started sucking.
"Suck my cock off," he begged her, "suck it, mom. Suck my big juicy prick."
She let her mouth move from the top of his cock to the base of it. She tickled his balls. Then she fingered his ass-hole. He enjoyed having his ass fucked while his mom sucked.
"Eat it," he told her, "suck my seed. I want to see you swallow it. Oh, wow. Keep sucking me. Suck that big juicy prick. Suck it off."
Suddenly his big cock exploded. She sucked greedily, hungry for his sperm juice.
"Eat me," he said as he spread his legs wide. "Oh, eat me, mom."
He was on his back now and she was crouched over his cock.
"Oh, yes," he said as he felt her finger sliding farther up his rectum, "shove it up."
Marilee knew just how to love Clint. Clint was virile, young. Clint was hot to stab her mouth.
When she had finished devouring his cock she kept sucking till it drained him and it tickled.
"Stop sucking," he told her emphatically, "you got all the damn juice out."
Pulling her legs reluctantly off his male member she lay between his legs.
"I enjoyed that so much, son," she admitted.
"I could tell you did," he told her, "but you don't need to suck the damned thing off."
"I'm sorry," she teased.
Then sparing nothing she moved up his body. Straddling her son she swung her tits in his face.
"I remember when you were a little boy and loved to lick them," she smiled. "Now you're a big boy and you still love to lick them."
She smiled as she watched him sucking first one breast and then the other. The breast that wasn't being sucked was getting a good hand massage.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told him, "I want you to lick my pussy now."
He pulled off her and she moved forward, pressing her muff to his mouth. His hands gripped her ass cheeks and soon he was sucking away at her snatch like a professional pussy eater.
"Stab your tongue in there," she begged him. "Use it like a prick. That's what I want."
The tempo of his tongue licking accelerated her ass movements. She was keeping time to his tongue. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms and squeezed them.
"Eat me," she begged passionately. "Oh, yes, baby. Eat my pussy."
The supercharged excitement that he felt now persisted.
"Eat me," she begged, "eat me."
His hands moved from her buttocks up to her bosoms. He loved to play with her breasts while he sucked at her snatch.
"Oh, lover, she said, "Lick my love button."
Up and down his tongue rode her clit. She wiggled on his tongue.
"Oh, Clint baby," she groaned in sexual ecstasy, "I love that tongue flipping up and down in my clit. Oh, baby, nibble it. Suck it off."
"Ohhh, wow!" she said reaching up and holding him pinned over her pussy.
As she came in multiple climaxes she knew she could never have a tongue that would excite her as her son's pumping tongue.
As he finished eating her and pulled off, his heart was pounding rapidly. When his tongue was out of her vagina he still wanted to look at her. Prying her pussy lips apart he looked at the moist pink flesh.
"What are you looking at dear?" she asked.
"At you," he smiled, "at your gorgeous snatch."
She laughed as she unwound her legs from him. She stretched out and lay on her stomach. The moment he saw her firm round ass cheeks he knew what he had to do. He mounted her.
"Oh, baby," she said as she felt his stiff cock between her ass crack, "you're going to use something on it. You can't slide it up there without some Vaseline."
He hated to move off the bed. Yet he did. He went to the bathroom and found a jar of Vaseline. Returning he uncapped it and dipped his finger in and got some on his cock. When it was well coated with the slick substance he parted her ass cheeks and she was prepared for his mounting. She loved the slick feeling of his cock as it shoved up her rectum.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it." The big cock rode up her ass-hole and she twisted around.
"Oh, wow!" he gasped, "that's beautiful. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Her ass twisted for him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her, "grab it with your ass muscles, mom."
Marilee was only too happy to give her son unique thrills. She wanted him to thrill to getting his rocks off in this unusual manner.
"I love that," he exclaimed as her sphincter muscle swung around.
"Faster," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Now you're fucking. I love that. Fuck it."
His big balls bounced against her behind as he went on fucking. She was bent over now so he bent over. Gripping her beautiful bosoms he went on fucking her ass-hole with vigor and delight.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "fuck. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
She was churning her ass for him and she knew that it couldn't be much longer before he would explode. Suddenly the hot sperm spurted from his cock head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, mom, I made it."
She was happy to see him enjoy himself. By this time every inhibition had been overturned.
"Keep ramming it up there, sweetheart," she begged. "Maybe you'll get a double header."
Sure enough as he socked it to her he felt his balls bristle and his cock quiver. More sperm spurted out of his cock head.
"Oh, wow." he exclaimed, "I'm cuming. Oh, mom, milk it."
She went on churning her ass, squeezing his cock.
"Give it to me, son," she begged, "that's it. Oh, beautiful."
Pulling his cock out of her rectum he lay down exhausted.
"I always feel good after a great fuck," he told her, "but now I'm hungry."
"Sure you are, baby," she told him, "and you need a good meal."
When he had finished a good meal he relaxed.
"Mom," he asked her bluntly, "what's gonna become of us?"
"What do you mean, darling?" she said, reaching for his limp cock.
"We can't go on like this," he said softly, "we can't."
"Why not, dear?" she said smoothly.
"Because," he explained, "somebody's gonna catch on. I think we ought to make a clean break of it right now. No more fucking between you and me."
"You can say that now because you're satisfied," she told him, "but you'll feel different when your balls tingle."
"Maybe I will and maybe I won't," he informed her.
"I know men," Marilee smiled. "They're all the same. Before they get their rocks off they'll promise you the moon. After they spill their sperm they don't give a damn. Honey, tomorrow night you'll want to screw with me."
"I'm not saying I won't want to fuck again," he chuckled, "all I'm saying is I'm tired of being a mother fucker."
"Don't ever say that again," Marilee said angrily as she placed her hand over his mouth forcefully.
He started to smile and when he saw the look of rage on her face his smile disappeared.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"You should be," she snapped. "I thought we had something beautiful going on between us. Something that only you and I could understand. Instead perhaps it means nothing. Maybe as far as you're concerned I'm just a patsy."
"When am I gonna find out about life?" he finally told her honestly. "I'm not gonna find it screwing you all the time."
"There's more to life than fucking, dear," she said meaningfully. "Why don't you get a hobby?"
"Like licking stamps instead of eating pussy?" he asked her.
"Now, dear," she said "you sound bitter."
"I don't feel right about what we're doing," he said. "I ve got a guilty conscience. I'm sorry, mom."
"You should be," she told him, "a stiff prick has no conscience. Anybody knows that. When you were getting what you wanted in my pussy, or in my ass-hole or my mouth, you never complained. It's when you are satisfied that you are difficult, dear."
"All right, see it your way," he said evenly, "but you want other cock. You've played around plenty."
"No, I haven't," she said evenly, "just a little.
Sure, I picked that guy up in the bar. But I had good reason to. You, my love, were going to an orgy. I felt if you could go to a horrid thing like that I ought to have a right to play around with at least one man."
"You make sure you get what you want, don't you, mom?"
She realized talking to him was futile. She began letting her tongue lick all over his chest. She wanted to excite him once more so he would quit talking this way. She licked down to his stomach. Then she let her hand start to manipulate his penis, hoping he would get a hard-on. To her shock and dismay he didn't get an immediate hard-on. Finally she licked at his balls. With her nose nuzzling all around his testicles and her hand pulling on his cock she was certain she would get the limp thing up. She was wrong. Finally giving up in despair she looked up at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I told you, mom," he said sadly, "my heart isn't in it any more. I'm beginning to feel guilty about us."
"That's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard," she said, "you and I fit like nobody else. Oh, baby, why won't you listen to your momma?"
Now she figured she would try to tease and tantalize him some more. She began massaging his thighs with her bosoms. She moved up his body with her breasts crushing across him.
"Doesn't it feel good to have your body massaged with my bosoms?" she asked eagerly.
"It feels good," he admitted."
"Of course it does, darling," she said quickly, "and you know how much I adore you."
When she had moved up to his mouth she swung her bosoms over his face.
"Why don't you lash out with your tongue, sweetheart?" she smiled.
It was too big a temptation. Her beautiful bosoms did appeal to him. His tongue began licking. His teeth started nibbling on her big nipples.
"I knew you'd come around," she smiled. "Oh, love, lick them. That's the way to do it, baby. Lick them."
His hands began wandering all over her body. She knew it was time to move up so she could put her pussy over his mouth.
"Sweetheart," she smiled down at him, "start licking your momma's pussy."
She enjoyed the sensation of his tongue stabbing into her vagina. She wiggled about and he had to place his hands on her bare behind to hold her in place.
"Suck my pussy," Marilee panted, "suck me. Oh, baby, eat your momma. Eat your hot momma."
CHAPTER ll
He went on eating away and she loved it. However, when a telephone ring interrupted she was annoyed. Reaching for the phone she picked it up. It was her girl friend Laura.
"I'm busy, Laura," she told her honestly. "Could you call back later?"
Laura shrieked into the phone, "It may be too late. I'm gonna end it all."
"Don't shoot," Marilee insisted, "things can change, dear. Don't take your life."
It was disturbing to Marilee to have to listen to Laura carrying on in one of her suicide phone calls. Nevertheless, she didn't want to stop Clint's tongue from twirling around inside of her box. Putting her hand over the phone she whispered, "Go on eating my pussy, baby. Laura is on one of her suicide kicks."
Clint went on lapping away at her mound. He was really going to town. At the same time Laura was raving on.
"I'll come over and see you later, baby," she told Laura.
She hung up and concentrated on what her son was doing. Reaching out she gripped his head and guided him.
"Eat me, baby," she begged. "Oh, yes, that's what I want you to do. Eat me."
Suddenly when his teeth bore down she gushed. Pressing his lips tight like a suction cup over her he ate her. Reaching out Marilee held her young son's head in place.
"Eat me, baby," she begged anxiously. "Oh, sweetheart, suck that pussy."
When he'd finished devouring her he pulled his tongue out and smiled up at her.
"Feel better?" she asked him.
"I do, mom," he told her. "I guess I was wrong in wanting to end our relationship. I enjoy it as much as you do. I don't know what I'd do if you told me I couldn't eat your pussy anymore."
"You'll never have to worry about that, darling," she told him, "because your momma will always take care of you. Now I've got to rush over and see what's wrong with Laura. She's been drinking heavily lately."
"Don't be too long," Clint said, "I'm gonna roll over and get some sleep. When I wake up, mom, I want you back here."
"All right, dear," she said, "now you sleep tight."
Marilee hastened to get dressed. She wanted to see Laura as quickly as she could. For Laura and Marilee used to work together as cocktail waitresses at a bar. However, Laura went on to bigger and better things. She became a topless-bottomless dancer. She had so many men after her pussy she made a mint. In a way Marilee had resented the financial success that Laura had achieved. However, she always consoled herself with the fact that she wasn't a slut.
At this point in time, however, she was wondering just what she was. For it was becoming evident to her that she was crazy about her own son and didn't care about any man as much. She knew it was sick. But she was afraid to go to a head shrink and inform him of her illness.
After she had dressed she got in her car and drove down the freeway to Laura's apartment. She only hoped that Laura would not be dead when she got there.
When she finally got to the apartment and was rapping on the door and there was no answer, she was nervous as a cat.
"Laura," she called out, "this is Marilee, dear. Open up."
Finally when there was no answer she turned about and decided to go to the apartment house manager. She was stopped dead in her tracks, however, when the door swung open and Laura stood there naked as a jaybird, with a big smile on her face.
"Hi," Laura said in a drunken haze.
"You scared the life out of me," Marilee informed her flatly. "I didn't know if you'd gone through with it this time."
"I sure felt like it," Laura told her. "It was one of those dreadful nightmares. I wanted to end it all. But I couldn't. Something called me back."
"What was it?" Marilee asked as she walked into the posh apartment.
"I guess it was my conscience," Laura said with a slow smile. "I would feel guilty."
"Why, may I ask?" Marilee asked with a chuckle.
"Think of all the men that I would be depriving of pleasure," she said. "When they need a good fuck and they didn't have little old Laura to come to, where would they go?"
"They would find any old port," Marilee assured her. "I need something to drink now."
Marilee was shaking and her girl friend understood why. She was sorry that she'd put her through such a nervous shock.
"Why don't you take off all of your clothes and go to bed with me?" Laura suggested.
"What's come over you?" Marilee demanded.
"I don't know," Laura giggled as she poured her a double shot of whiskey.
"You never used to talk like that," Marilee reminded her, "you were all woman."
"That was then," Laura giggled, "I'm different now."
To prove how different she was she went to her bedroom and returned with a dildo strapped on herself.
"What on earth have you got that thing on for?" Marilee demanded.
"I used to perform in exhibitions with this," she explained, "and I made lots of money."
"You mean you had sex with women?" Marilee said in disgust.
"Yes, dear," she told her, "I did everything. I had sixty-nine and one time I even fucked a dog."
"You've gotten sick on sex," Marilee warned her, "and it's too bad. You were such a nice normal girl before."
"No, I wasn't," Laura insisted, "I was always a little warped and twisted. There was something tugging inside of me that wanted to explore every avenue of sex. Oh, baby, why don't you take your clothes off?"
"I'm afraid of you," Marilee replied honestly, "you might try to rape me."
"Wouldn't that be a rape case to end all rape cases?" Laura laughed. "I can see it now in headlines. Stripper rapes old girlfriend."
"You know," Marilee finally said, "I think maybe I should experiment sexually. It might be interesting to know what it would be like to have a woman slipping a dildo in my pussy."
"You'll love it," Laura assured her. "You always did love big dicks."
"That's the truth," she admitted, "but I never did it with a woman before. That seemed terribly abnormal and sick."
"Anything goes these days," Laura insisted. "You ought to give it a spin, baby."
Just for the hell of it Marilee decided to strip. As she did so her girl friend watched closely.
"You've kept your shape, honey," Laura smiled approvingly.
When she pulled off her panties and removed her bra and stood there stark naked, Laura drooled.
"Get on the bed, baby," she told her, "and let me jab it to you."
Marilee and Laura walked into the bedroom. Marilee stretched out and patted her pussy.
"I want it here, honey," she told her, "and give it to me good."
It didn't take Laura long to straddle her. She guided the huge cock into her.
"How's that for a prick?" she said. "You don't have to be a man to have a pecker. As long as you've got the price of a plastic cock you can fuck."
Laura was pumping it to her like a man. With driving dildo stabs she was ramming it to her.
"Fuck it," she told her, "that's the way to do it, sweetheart. Fuck it. Come on, baby. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
In and out the big cock rode.
She was really enjoying it as Laura demonstrated how a dildo could be used.
Reaching around she let her hands slowly slide up and down her back.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly, "oh, baby, fuck me.
She really enjoyed herself. "Ohhh, yes, baby, yes. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
The pleasure welling up in her body continued to increase.
"Oh, sweetheart," she gasped, "you don't know how good it feels to me. Oh, baby, give it to me. Grind hard, honey."
The intense pleasure that Marilee felt as her girl friend's dildo stabbed her pussy in cock-precision time surprised her. She never dreamed a woman could provide sexual thrills that could get her so stimulated.
"Fuck me," she begged ecstatically, "fuck me. Harder, honey. Now you're doing it. Grind it. Drive it."
The cock was sliding up her rhythmically. She was turned on all the way. "Oh, sweetheart," she smiled at her, "you sure know how to fuck. Oh, baby, you've got it down cold."
Suddenly both women found themselves kissing. At this point Marilee reached for Laura's buttocks. She played with her ass cheeks while her lover kissed her.
Suddenly both women juiced. Their climax came in unison. Pulling away momentarily Laura looked into her lover's eyes.
"Fuck it, baby," she told her, "keep swinging your hips. You'll get some more juice."
Sure enough as she went on swinging and the dildo continued thrusting, she came again.
She was amazed how much pleasure she could derive from having sex with another woman. Her legs locked around Laura's as she pushed her pelvis forward, juicing some more.
Finally Laura pulled her dildo out of her.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told her, "you don't know how good that felt to me."
Having finished that, Laura wanted to tell her all about her sexual adventures.
"I began finding out there's a lot of money in sex," she told her. "It's amazing what men want."
"Tell me," Marilee smiled, "what did you discover?"
"Plenty," her girl friend replied, "and I shall tell you all. It will help you when you make love."
Momentarily Laura took a booze break.
"I'm so thirsty," she told her, "I don't know why but I feel the need of being loaded most of the time."
"Go on and tell me what you've learned."
"Men like to have everything sucked and licked that you can imagine," she said nervously. "They want you to lick their balls, let your tongue slide up their ass-hole, and then you must always cop your mouth over their cock. If you spit their sperm out they get furious."
"Tell me more," Marilee smiled, "I'm curious about those special sex games prostitutes play."
"Certainly, dear," she said. "One of them is really quite unique. When I have the dildo on I drive it up a man's ass-hole, while he lies on his back. He does an acrobatic fuck. I make it so I can get my mouth over his cock and suck while I fuck him."
"That is unique," Marilee admitted, "I've never practiced that."
"There are plenty of things you've never done," her girl friend assured her, "and I'm sure that you would learn plenty if you were around me. A lot of times guys dig having two women. One woman is getting fucked while the other one sucks the guy's ass-hole."
"That does sound unique," Marilee admitted, "but I would prefer being the girl who's getting the cock slung into her pussy rather than the girl who was eating ass."
"Naturally," Laura laughed, "you've always been spoiled. But there's one thing you learn when you are involved in sex games. You don't have ego trips. The important thing is to provide an unusual diversion. And it can be done."
"From what you tell me," Marilee smiled, "you have been doing a lot of it, too."
"I'm successful at what I'm doing," her girl friend smiled, "and I'm certainly not ashamed."
"I didn't say you should be," Marilee said. "As a matter-of-fact the next time I have sex I will have to use a dildo. May I borrow one of yours?"
"I guess you could use my old one," she told her. "I'm always getting later models."
"Do they have different kinds of dildoes?" her girl friend asked.
"Yes, they do," she admitted candidly. "The latest rage in dildoes is the kind that spits imitation sperm. You can buy the sperm in bottles and you can fill a small rubber bladder bag."
"That is too much," her girl friend laughed, "it really is, baby. What will they think of next?"
"It's hard telling," she smiled.
After a few more words of chitchat, Marilee thought it would be good to get back to her young son and experiment.
"I've got to get going," she said, "you know I have a son. It's important that I fix dinner for him. He's probably been out exercising a lot today. He's such a sportsman."
"All right," Laura smiled, "we've both enjoyed ourselves. But we've got to get together and do this more often. Promise me we won't stay apart so long."
"I promise you," Marilee said, her eyes going misty as she thought of the troubled life that Laura led.
She went home. She hoped that Clint would be home when she got there. She wasn't disappointed. Clint was stretched out on the sofa, looking at television.
"Where have you been so long, mom?" he mumbled as he went on looking at the movie.
"Trying to cheer Laura," she said, "that girl is so depressed. I don't know what is going to become of her, my dear."
"She didn't kill herself this time, did she?" he asked.
"No, fortunately not," she replied, "Laura is in the land of the living. However, I hope she doesn't try it again. Sometime she might succeed."
He told her to shush as he wanted to finish looking at the movie. This bothered Marilee. She felt that her news about Laura came first.
"You don't have much concern for people who have problems," she snapped.
"Can't I ever watch anything?" he complained.
"I won't bother you," she snapped as she walked out to fix him dinner.
Finally when the film was finished she was just about ready to serve the food.
"Are you hungry, honey?" she asked him.
"You bet I am," he told her, "I could eat a steak and a half."
"You'll have to forget the half, love," she told him, "because mom needs her strength, too. I fixed us both steaks. I knew that would make you happy."
She always enjoyed seeing him eat. For he did have a marvelous appetite.
After dinner they went back into the living room and she pulled the dildo out of her purse.
"What in hell have you got there?" her young son asked curiously.
"A dildo, dear," she smiled. "Haven't you ever seen one?"
At this point he burst out laughing.
He wasn't laughing, however, when Marilee suggested they go to the bedroom and try something unusual.
CHAPTER 12
"What on earth do you want to do with that?" Clint asked his mother curiously.
"There are many things that a person can do with one of these," she suggested. "For example, you could have two cocks instead of one."
"What do you mean?" he asked as he began pulling down his shorts and letting his penis swing between his legs.
"I mean, you could strap the dildo on and give me a double fuck," she suggested eagerly.
"Isn't one cock enough for you, mom?" he asked angrily.
"Not when I can get two," she told him honestly. "I would like to have one slipping in my pussy while the other is fucking my ass-hole. How does that grab you?'
"It's worth trying," he agreed.
He was delighted when he strapped the dildo on and he realized he could have double power in his penis.
She got on the bed and stretched out for him.
"I'll massage it with this oil," she told him. "I don't want that dildo jabbing into my ass-hole without a little help."
She oiled the dildo and then spread. Arching forward with a pillow placed under her behind she was able to accommodate the tip of the penis and the tip of the dildo.
"You've got them lined up," Marilee smiled, "now ram away and fuck me."
With hard driving thrusts her young son jabbed forward. The dildo slipped into her ass-hole smoothly and the cock drove into her pussy.
"How am I doing, mom?" Clint gasped as he fucked hard.
"Out of this world," she exclaimed, "I love it when you do me like that."
Clint was pleased. For mom was indeed giving him a very good sex education.
"Fuck me," she begged breathlessly, "fuck me. Oh, Clint, baby, sock it to me. That's the way I like it. Now you're fucking. Oh, baby, fuck it, fuck it."
In and out the big cock rode.
"I can't take much more of this," Clint exclaimed excitedly, "my dick will explode."
"Who cares?" she laughed excitedly as she threw her hips in gear and pumped back at him. "Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck. Now you're getting the rhythm. Right up your mother's ass-hole."
This was the first time that Marilee had ever experienced the thrills of a dildo up her ass, and a cock up her pussy. She loved it.
"Oh, wow!" Clint panted as he pumped. "I'm cuming. Twist it. Oh, milk it. Oh, mom, snap your pussy."
Marilee knew what Clint wanted. She ground her hips around and he got so excited he couldn't take it.
"Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes. I'm cuming."
Joyfully she juiced him. At the same time she felt her vagina juices flowing. Clint loved slipping in their combined love juices.
"Fuck it, mom," he gasped, "keep fucking. There's more juice where that comes from."
Her young virile son continued riding his cock into her pussy and the dildo up her ass-hole as she ground her hips in joyful celebration.
"This is a premier," she told him, "a fucking premier. It's the first time for both of us this way."
Finally Clint pulled the dildo out of her ass, and the penis out of her pussy. He rolled over and lay there.
"You look funny with that dildo on," she laughed.
He got up and unstrapped it. Then together they took a shower.
Once they were cooled off she thought she'd wash off the dildo and experiment some more with her hot-blooded son.
"Laura mentioned something else that we might enjoy trying," she informed him.
"You didn't tell Laura about us?" he asked disgustedly.
"Of course not," she assured him, "Laura said I should experiment with my lover. Little did she dream it was you, my dear."
Marilee was strapping on the dildo and oiling it up.
"What are you gonna do with that?" he asked her. "You don't have any woman you can fuck."
Maybe if you had a chick here and you were screwing her, I could jack-off, mom."
He really got a jolt when his mother told him what she had in mind.
"Sweetheart," she told him, "I would like to slip that big old dildo up your ass-hole."
"You've got to be kidding, mom," he told her. "I could never take that big thing."
"You'd be surprised, honey," she told him. "You shoved your cock up mine. Now I'm gonna give you a dose of your own medicine."
She told him the exact position that she wanted him in.
"Now, dear," she smiled, "you just lie on your back and mom will take care of you."
He lay on his back and spread his legs.
"Put some pillows under yourself," she told him, "and then I can ride it up there."
Conveniently placing two pillows underneath himself, he spread his legs still farther. Then with the dildo strapped on, Marilee straddled him and drove forward. With a sudden hard jab she rode it up Clint's rectum. Clint looked up at her in surprise.
"That feels good, mom," he exclaimed, "go ahead, fuck my ass-hole."
"The next thing I'm gonna do for you, darling," she smiled, "is draw that big cock of yours up my mouth. Then you will get the general idea. A cock suck while you get your ass fucked."
The entire idea appealed to him. As she rammed forward he arched his body. He wanted to make it as convenient as possible for her to get her mouth over his shaft.
"Oh, beautiful," he smiled as he saw her jacking. It was amazing to him how effective his mom was at using the dildo.
"Maybe you were a man in the last reincarnation," he laughed. "You sure know how to drive that dildo."
"Thank you, son," Marilee smiled as she continued jabbing forward.
All the while, however, she was arching her body so she could get her mouth even with his big cock. Pulling on his penis she was getting him harder and longer.
"It's almost big enough for me now to slip my mouth over it," she told him. "That's it, sweetheart, all you have to do is thrust it to me."
He could hardly wait for her to jab it farther.
"Oh, mom," he exclaimed excitedly, "you're really doing it now. Come on, mom. That's the way I want it. Suck me off."
All at once he was experiencing the twin sensations of getting his cock sucked and his ass fucked. It wouldn't be much longer now with the way she was writhing.
Now she had his cock hard enough and was bending over far enough to where her pink tongue tip could lash at the velvety head of it.
"Suck me, mom," Clint begged, "that's it. Oh yes. I can't get much of it in, but it feels tremendous. I like getting my ass fucked while my cock is being sucked."
It was amazing to Marilee how much pleasure she could bring Clint. But this was precisely what she was performing for. She had carefully calculated every move she was making. She figured if she could provide super sensational sexual thrills that he would never want to revert to some little teenage tramp who didn't know what was happening.
"Eat me," Clint exclaimed, "eat my prick, mom. Ohhh, ahhh, that's what I want you to do, Oh, mom, suck my big cock off."
She went on slamming it into his ass-hole and he wiggled.
"Grab it with you ass muscles," Marilee told him as she momentarily slid her mouth off his shaft.
"Don't ever take your mouth off me when I'm about ready to shoot," Clint complained.
"I'm sorry," she apologized as she gripped his pulsating penis and went back to giving him head while she continued driving the dildo hard.
Clint was watching in the mirror. It was double pleasure to see the reflection. There was his mother with her head bowed over his cock, part of it inserted in her mouth. At the same time he could watch the dildo slipping up his tight behind.
"Suck me off," he exclaimed excitedly, "suck me off, mom. Oh, yes, suck my big cock. Am I ever gonna shoot you a big load!"
As she went on ramming the dildo up his rectum and he felt her mouth sucking on his juicy cock, he suddenly couldn't stand the pleasure any longer. He juiced. As his sperm spurted in her mouth she sucked hard.
"Eat it," Clint commanded, "eat it."
It was amazing to Clint how much pleasure he could derive from this activity.
"Oh, mom," he said as he reached down and guided her head farther over his shaft. "Fuck my ass. Suck my cock."
When Marilee had finished him off she slipped off slowly. Then she carefully withdrew the dildo from Clint's tight rectum.
"I enjoyed that, too," she said, getting to her feet and unstrapping the dildo and tossing it aside.
She lay beside her son and he smiled at her happily-
"I'm a lucky kid to have a mom like you," he smiled proudly.
"I'm glad you appreciate that fact, dear," she assured him.
"It isn't every mom who has a body like you have," he told her. "Just looking at you gets my motor going, mom."
She knew that he was telling her the truth. For glancing down at his quivering male member she could see he was starting to get another erection.
"Oh, baby," she said fondling his balls, letting her hand run the length of his cock, "what can we do next?"
"I could always fuck you upside down," he chuckled as he looked at her.
"Let's try that," she went along with him. "I wonder what an upside-down fuck would be like."
"There's one way to find out," he told her, "and that's to try it."
Her son gripped her legs. It was a very difficult position as she stood on her head to insert his penis. He had to arch his back a little.
"Are we gonna make this upside-down fuck or not?" she said. "I can't stand on my head forever."
"Just a minute, mom," he bitched. "I'll slip it in."
He jabbed forward and his cock went into her pussy. Her pussy muscles clutched his penis.
"Fuck me," she begged anxiously, "fuck me, son. That's what I want you to do. Fuck me."
He rammed forward a couple more times. But Marilee couldn't continue in this position any longer.
"All the blood in my body will be in my head," she told him flatly, "we've got to try another way. I can't take this."
He pulled out and she was delighted when he let her experiment in another manner.
"Why don't you try a chair fuck?" she suggested. "They say that's tremendous. We'll just put the chair right in front of the mirror. You can play with my tits and ram it in a good distance."
Clint was delighted that his mother was so agreeable to experiment.
Immediately he sat down in the chair and she slid her pussy down tightly over his penis.
"Oh, that feels good." she told him. "Play with my bosoms. That's what your momma likes. Come on, sweetheart. Play with your momma."
Clint rammed forward, grasping her bosoms as he fucked her hard.
"Fuck it," he told her, "grab it with your pussy, mom."
Marilee gripped his sliding penis tightly. She massaged it with her well-muscled vagina.
"Oh, you don't need a pussy muscle exerciser, mom. Oh, wow, is it tight!"
Marilee was pleased that her son appreciated the tightness of her pussy. And as she watched him fuck in the mirror she felt waves of erotic ecstasy sweeping over her excitedly.
"Give it to me, tiger," she told him, "that's it."
The young boy was about to explode.
"Fuck it," she told him, "fuck it."
Before he could complete the act a door swung open. All at once she shrieked.
"What in the hell are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Catching you in the act," her husband slurred drunkenly.
"Vince," she screamed, "why did you come back like this?"
She pulled off her young son's cock.
"I just wanted to see how you were taking care of my boy," he told her. "I see what you've done. You oversexed little bitch. Now you've committed incest. It wasn't enough you played around with every man you could get to stab it in you when I was married to you. Now you had to debauch my own son."
When Clint realized his father was standing there, he was frozen with fear.
"Meet your dad," Vince said, extending his hand, "and the old man could screw better than you. I used to take care of her ass all the time."
"Pleased to meet you, dad," Clint smiled at his father nervously.
"Son," he told him, "I used to fuck your mother's ass-hole. She knows how I liked to do it."
"You sadistic beast," Marilee snapped angrily, "you used to whip my poor butt until it was red. I'll never get in bed with you."
"No, you won't," he laughed, "you'll get in bed with your son. Your lover."
At first Clint didn't care to argue. Then he changed his mind. As he walked over to the bed he turned and asked his father boldly, "Why should I?"
His father explained by pulling a gun and pointing it at him.
"Because your old man says so," he told him. "You never listened to me before in your life, but you will now. Fuck her ass. I don't want you to use any lubrication. I want you to stab it up there and hurt her like hell."
Realizing what he was demanding Marilee wanted to claw his eyes out. But she couldn't.
"You bastard," she snapped, "you would come back and suggest a thing like that."
Nevertheless, Marilee got on the bed.
"You'd better listen to your father," she told Clint, "he's a sex maniac. I never wanted you to know. But he did awful things to me. He used to imagine he could ride my ass and he would slap it with his belt until it burned."
"You were a pretty good ass fuck, too," Vince smiled smugly, "now let's see our son take care of you."
Mounting his mother's behind Clint slowly eased his cock between her ass crack.
"This is gonna hurt," he warned her.
"Sure it's gonna hurt," Vince smiled, "and that's what I want you to do. Fucking around with a kid. She ought to get her ass burned."
Grasping her buttocks tightly young Clint stabbed forward.
"Fuck it," Vince demanded as he unzipped his fly with one hand, still holding the gun with the other.
Reaching in he seized his cock and began jerking.
"I might as well enjoy it," he said, "keep fucking her."
His father continued pumping.
"Ram it to the right," he commanded, "that's it. Tear her up."
He had made Clint feel so bad tears rolled down his cheeks as he went on fucking his mother's behind.
"What's wrong?" Vince slurred as he went on pumping his cock, "can't you give it to her? Come on, son, fuck her ass-hole."
Churning and twisting and keeping her ass in motion, Marilee did everything in her power to distract her husband. She wanted to provide him with an erotic sight so he would get more concerned with jacking off that shooting his gun.
"Fuck," Vince commanded roughly, "fuck her hot ass-hole."
The crude, angry words spit forth from his mouth like a snake spitting venom.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "you cheap fuckers. You're putting on a good exhibition. It's the last one you'll be putting on, too."
Terror streaked through Marilee's mind as she realized what her demented husband was saying.
"Go ahead, you mother fucker," Vince demanded, "get your rocks off in her ass-hole. You want to screw her so bad, now fuck her."
His voice was rising in a crescendo as his hand pumped on his cock and his gun hand trembled.
"Give it to me, mom," Clint said as the pleasure overpowered the agony of the second.
"Yes, son," she exclaimed as she wiggled her bare behind.
"Keep her backfield in motion," Vince chuckled, "just like she did for me and all the other guys that used to work at my office. Never could trust her. She always wanted to go down on the guys. And sometimes she'd even let you fuck her ass-hole. She's giving great ass now. Keep it twisting, Marilee. That's a girl. Take it all the way, honey. All the way."
Just then Clint felt his cock explode in his mother's ass-hole.
"I'm cuming, momma," he exclaimed tightly, "oh, mom, I made it."
"Sure you did, you little bastard," his father shrieked, "take this, too. I'm cuming."
Sure enough Vince was juicing. However, he pulled his trigger finger and the gun exploded.
"Got ya," he laughed as the bullet seared his son's ass.
At that moment Clint pulled his cock out of his mother's ass-hole and dashed over to his father. He wrestled' with him and got the gun away. Marilee called the police.
When an officer came and saw Clint holding his father on the floor, stark naked, he was puzzled.
"I'll tell ya what was happening," Vince complained. "That worthless kid was screwing his own mother."
"Come on," the officer said, "get dressed. Your fly is open, sir. Are you some kind of a voyeur?"
Vince realized that with his gun at one side of the room and his fly open and his penis dangling out, he wasn't exactly in a desirable position.
Once they were in jail Clint came to his senses. He hated his father but he hated his mother more. She had taken such gross advantage of him he knew he could never forgive her.
