Melinda Gary possessed flaming red hair and huge, firm bosoms that caused men to turn their heads whenever she was out in public.
It hurt Melinda that things weren't going better between herself and her husband, Dave, than they were. She, like most women, believed that the act of sex should involve a good deal of sensitivity. Dave, conversely, believed in getting his rocks off and little more. He wanted to fuck in the most convincing fashion possible, and preferably with little overall meaning.
"This isn't a movie out of the thirties," he would say with a laugh whenever Melinda would ask for some of the more refined nuances of love-making like extended petting. "This is the do-it-like-it-is generation, honey. And that means fucking!"
After a while Melinda became so disenchanted with her husband's crude style of lovemaking, that she began looking at her son in a different light than she ever had before.
Melinda was in her early forties, but one would never know it by looking at her. She had taken excellent care of herself and took great pride in preserving her beautiful body and face.
Her husband, at forty-five, was three years her senior, but appeared to be a good deal older. Dave was embarrassed many times by the fact that his wife came across so much more youthful than he.
The longer Melinda thought about her relationship with Dave, the more disgusting the whole thing became. On the other hand, she regarded her son as an innocent individual, not given to going out and making passes at every young woman that he saw, as was the case with so many of his classmates at school.
One afternoon, Melinda, who drank very little, was particularly depressed, thinking about her married life. She began to sip scotch and water, and the more she drank, the more melancholy she grew.
It was Friday, and she knew that her husband would be working late at the bank.
She sat there in her living room, looking around the house, wondering why everything seemed so unreal to her. Everything took on an air of tinsel-like fantasy, the beautiful home, the beautiful clothes, her family. It all involved fantasy and, through it all, she hoped that she could receive something in the way of female satisfaction.
She needed a man to treat her in a sympathetic light. Her husband's coldness extended from his job as a loan officer all the way to the bedroom, and she was getting tired of the chilly receptions she got, even when she was giving in to him sexually.
At a few minutes past three, she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. She looked out the window and observed her handsome, blonde-haired young son, Jerry, walking into the house.
It embarrassed her a little that her eyes were moist and that she had had so much to drink.
Jerry entered the house and smiled at his mother.
"Hi, Mom," he said.
"How's it going, Jerry?"
"Oh ... can't complain," he said. "Mom, it looks like you've been crying."
"I guess I have. A little."
"What's the problem?" he asked, sitting down on the other end of the sofa.
"Just feeling a little sad, I guess."
"About what?"
"I really don't want to talk about it. I'd like to talk about you, though. You're such a fine young man."
She pressed the glass to her lips, polishing off the contents.
The longer she fixed her eyes on Jerry, the more appealing he became.
She finally decided that, even though it went against her grain, she ought to offer her son a drink.
"How about joining me for a scotch on the rocks?" she smiled, leaning over and patting Jerry on top of the head.
"It looks like you've already had quite a bit, Mom."
"Fine, then one more can't hurt all that much, can it?"
"I don't know. I guess that all depends."
"On what?"
"On how you're feeling. You look so sad."
"I was feeling sad, but I'm feeling a lot better now that you are here."
"That's good."
"I'll get the drinks."
As Melinda eased up from the sofa, she kicked off her shoes and walked barefooted into the kitchen.
She realized that she looked very attractive in her yellow blouse and matching slacks. Her sensuous hips wiggled ever so gracefully as she walked, and she realized that she was putting a little extra emphasis into her movements because of her son.
It made Melinda feel uncomfortable to recognize that she was thinking of Jerry in a different vein than she normally did. There was something about his captivating presence, his dominating innocence, that got to her. Her husband Dave seemed so jaded and was so crude in his demands for sex. She knew that Jerry would be completely different, and therein lay his appeal.
She quickly returned with the scotch, handing him a glass.
"Do you ever drink, son?" she asked.
"Every now and then," he said. "At parties."
"Tell me about these parties."
"There isn't a whole lot to tell," he shrugged. "I don't carry on as much as some of the other people."
"You're probably better off that you don't."
"Maybe so," he acknowledged.
Jerry began feeling a little uncomfortable over the steadiness with which his mother eyed him. She possessed beautiful, intense, brown eyes, and Jerry suddenly found himself becoming overwhelmed by her all-encompassing presence.
His body felt jolts of electricity, and it was difficult for him to reconcile himself to the fact that he could see his mother as a very attractive woman, one that he could easily desire. But he knew he couldn't get carried away. After all, that would be wrong.
He quickly finished the drink, after which his mother slid over closer to him on the sofa.
As she opened her mouth and began to lick her lips, Jerry swallowed hard. If he didn't know his mother as well as he did, he would have sworn that she was attempting to get him interested in her sexually.
He recalled one occasion when this had happened just a few weeks earlier. A mother of one of his girlfriends had attempted to turn him on sexually in the living room of her home.
The daughter had come walking unexpectedly in from another room, causing the mother to abandon her scheme.
Since Jerry had found his girlfriend's mother attractive, he had wondered ever since just how far things would have gone had his girlfriend not suddenly appeared.
But now he was engaged in an even stranger situation, that of his own mother appearing to come on in a sexual way. He kept telling himself that it had to be just his imagination, and that it really wasn't as it appeared to be.
"You're such a handsome young man, Jerry, and I'm so proud of you," she said.
Melinda discovered that the drink she had fixed herself had released a number of inhibitions. Never, under any other condition, could she conceive of herself doing what she was doing at that moment.
Suddenly Melinda extended her right hand, allowing her fingers to maneuver ever so gently through her son's hair.
The moment that Melinda allowed her fingers to penetrate against his hair, she felt sparks of sexual fire shooting through her entire body.
Melinda began to tremble slightly as she continued running her fingers through Jerry's hair, and she could tell from the manner in which Jerry sat stiffly in the sofa that he was unaccustomed to such attention. It was scaring him that his own mother was furnishing him with physical attention.
While Melinda's fingers continued to move smoothly through Jerry's hair, she leaned her head forward ever so slowly and gracefully.
She preferred to move in a slow, hypnotic fashion as her lips extended themselves and puckered up. She let her lips slide ever so smoothly and gracefully against Jerry's lips.
The first time that Melinda's lips penetrated Jerry's, her whole body reverberated with great excitement.
She could also take great pride in the fact that she had electrified Jerry as well as herself. His stiff body began to rock back and forth as their lips remained pressed.
She released her lips from his, then let her fingers drop down to her son's legs.
Even though he was wearing trousers, she could still receive a certain amount of sensations from letting her fingers stroke his legs.
Melinda let her fingers run smoothly over them and, as-that action continued, she once again let her lips collide with his.
This time Melinda was allowing her lips to lock more passionately than ever with those of her handsome son.
She could tell that this time around his lips were plunging forward more feverishly and coming into contact with her lips to a more pronounced degree than before.
She released her lips from Jerry's, then decided to try something even more daring than what she had up to that time.
She would let her tongue maneuver inside her son's mouth.
With one swift, devastating movement, Melinda slid her tongue inside Jerry's mouth.
The moment that their tongues converged, they began panting like two writhing, lost souls who had found one another.
Their bodies spun and slid back and forth as their tongues continued to collide devastatingly. Melinda was happy to see that she had finally succeeded in causing her handsome son to loosen up, no longer was Jerry's body dominated by stiffness.
The tongues continued to clash with electrifying joy as the momentum built. The longer that Melinda lashed her tongue against Jerry's, the hotter the sensations became in her mound.
Her loins were ablaze with passionate anticipation, and it was just a question of time before she would find herself in bed with her son. Provided she could wait. The way she was feeling at that particular moment, she didn't even want to spend the necessary time going through the bedroom preliminaries.
A compelling need filled her, and it was just a question of how and when she would service that need.
Once that she released her tongue from Jerry's mouth, Melinda let her right hand slide down toward his zipper.
She quickly unzipped the zipper, then reached inside his trousers and pulled out his hard cock.
She let her fingers move with skilled grace over his penis, and the longer that the fingers manipulated the more passionate Jerry began to feel.
His heart pumped with fervent desire as her finger movements continued at a rapid clip. Things were happening just too fast for Jerry to fully comprehend. One moment his mother was offering him a drink, and next she was tackling his cock with boiling passion.
"You've got such a nice, hard dick," Melinda said softly. "I love touching it, dear. Do you love it when I stroke it?"
"Oh yes, Mom. I really do. I like it a lot. I don't know if it's right, though. I'm all mixed up inside. We shouldn't do this. Please, Mom, please let go of my cock."
"I don't want to, Jerry. This means so much to me."
"It means a lot to me too, but it just isn't right. You're my mother!"
"I know I am, son. But I also have strong desires inside of me. They just can't be suppressed. I'm sorry. I've tried, but it just won't work. I'm just too excited about you. I've got to have you, and that's all there is too it."
She stepped up the pace of her fervent finger movements, and as the fingertips darted up and down the length of his huge erect instrument, Jerry recognized just how futile it would be to oppose her efforts. But he made a final effort.
"It isn't right, Mom, it really isn't," Jerry balked.
"Please don't say any more, son. I need it. I need it more than anything right now."
As Melinda continued to allow her right hand to maneuver skillfully up and down Jerry's hard cock, she reached out with her left hand and let her fingers roam over his hot balls.
The fingers worked with searching grace, and Melinda exercised every bit of skilled passion that she possessed on his cock and balls.
When she began to work the soft fingers over his erect penis and his bulging testicles at the same time, he found himself carried to the point where he could no longer speak out in opposition to what she was doing.
He recognized how futile his efforts had been anyway, and it was now more apparent to him than ever that he would be willing to do anything to make her happy.
He could see from the rising tempo that was developing between them that Melinda was also enjoying every bit of the action.
"I'll bet you like this," she laughed. "I can tell from the way you're reacting."
"Who wouldn't?" Jerry shook his head, panting eagerly. "You've got magic in your fingers, Mom. You really know how to work them."
"The time has come for us to stop calling each other Mom and Son," she said. "We should call each other something like 'darling' or 'love', but certainly not Mom and Son. We're more intimate than that now, baby. We're at a point where few people ever get ... the point of complete passionate release. I'm going to get it from you, baby, I really am. And you're going to enjoy every second of it too."
"I feel like I'm ready to blow up now," he gasped. "Your fingers are doing such a great job."
"Of course they are, honey. I've got a good cock and nice hot balls to work with."
All the while she continued the fervent pumping, letting her fingers slide around his balls penetratingly and pumping up and down on his huge prick at the same time.
"I love you, honey," she gasped.
Jerry closed his eyes momentarily, feeling the sparks continue to fly throughout his body, focused in the area of his cock and balls.
His heart pounded with relentless eagerness as she kept her movements going, pushing him ever closer to the point of climax.
CHAPTER TWO
Melinda kept up her fervent finger movements till she knew that he could not tolerate them any longer.
Her desire switched from the realm of finger action to that of tongue satisfaction, and abruptly she removed the fingers from his cock and dropped to her knees.
As Jerry lay sprawled out on the edge of the sofa his trembling legs extended, Melinda let her head drop down between his legs.
With great precision, she slid her tongue ever so slowly over to the very tip of her son's hard cock.
The first time that her moist tongue came into contact with his firm, warm rod, she felt a tremendous vibration throughout her entire body.
"Oh, you're sucking me," Jerry sighed. "It feels so good when you touch me, darling. Work your tongue over my prick, baby."
He was falling ever deeper into a whirlpool of passion out of which he could not come until he had exploded his juices.
Melinda continued her smooth, methodical movements over the tip Of Jerry's cock, and the more she stroked, the more fervently his legs began to tremble.
Jerry's body rocked as Melinda kept on sliding her tongue over the tip of his fleshy penis.
She decided to extend her movements and, as she slipped her tongue along the lengthy surface of his bloated member, she began to enjoy the act even more.
"Oh, keep going!" Jerry called out impatiently. "Keep your tongue working, baby! I love it, darling, oh, I really do!"
While her fingers continued to consistently pump up and down Jerry's hot rod, she brought the fingers of her right hand to bear on his balls.
He enjoyed the combination of movements on his cock and balls, and, as her tongue continued to work, Jerry enjoyed the activities all the more.
"Suck me, darling, suck me," he gasped.
She worked her tongue back to the tip of his cock after extending her action to the lengthy base of his entire rod.
This time she worked her tongue more swiftly over the foreskin of his erect instrument. Melinda had never performed this talentedly in cocksucking before. It amazed even her that she was able to turn him on so comprehensively through a series of varying tongue tempos.
As she thought about it, though, she realized why she was achieving such great success in lovemaking with her handsome son.
Jerry had a totally different attitude about sex than her husband Dave, and that made the difference to her.
Her tongue wiggled and thrust out ever so passionately against the foreskin of Jerry's hot penis, and as she kept up the movements, he found himself moving irresistibly toward a passionate climax.
"Suck me, baby, I've got to shoot," he gasped.
Melinda was enchanted by trim mentioning an orgasm, and it provided her with that much more incentive to make things just right for him and for herself.
She began extending her movements, sliding her tongue all the way down the length of his hard rod.
The fires were igniting within him as she slipped her tongue up and down his firm rod.
While she continued those brisk, consistent tongue movements over the length of his entire dick, she worked her fingers against his balls. She probed them more skillfully than ever, applying a good deal of passionate finger motion.
His balls tickled and tingled as Jerry moved that much closer to climax. He recognized that it was not possible for him to withstand much more in the way of the kind of tempo that she was maintaining with her tongue and fingers.
"Keep driving, keep the tongue moving," Jerry exclaimed. "I want it, baby, I want to shoot inside of you. It will be so wonderful to shoot my juices in your mouth. I know you're going to want to eat them. Eat every drop. Keep sucking. Oh, I want you to keep sucking!
Jerry's body rocked and swayed under the passionate impetus of his mother's fervent tongue efforts. She whip lashed her tongue up and down the smooth, firm length of his fiery dick, and all the while her fingers were moving with splendid ease over his balls.
The smoothness with which she worked her fingers brought Jerry that much closer to a stimulating climax. She tugged relentlessly, then moved her fingers a little more slowly, continuing to provide him with satisfaction all the while.
She liked varying the movements, recognizing that it got him that much more excited.
Her head bobbed with rhythmic grace as she moved him that much closer to climax, driving her tongue with up-ended ease against the base of his long cock.
Her fingers began to twist against his balls, and she was enchanted by the way his body was rocking back and forth with satisfaction from the movements that she was supplying.
"I can't take much more," he whispered. "Just keep sliding your tongue, baby. Oh, honey, keep sucking. I want to shoot! Oh, I want to shoot inside you! You're going to eat every delicious drop of my load!"
Relentlessly she kept on tugging at his balls, and her tongue was spinning out of control for the first time as she pumped with everything she had in her, determined to cause him to explode every drop of his hot, passionate, white liquid into her mouth.
The challenging act was moving into its last stage, and it made Melinda feel better than ever to know that she had pushed her son about as far as she could, leading up to the final impact of orgasmic relief.
Her tongue kept on fervently working, and she recognized that Jerry was just a few hot strokes away from spilling his entire load into her waiting mouth.
She tugged relentlessly on his balls, and his body began to spasm as she received the first few tiny droplets of white juice from the end of his erect cock.
Melinda realized she had experienced nothing more than the prelude to the body of the orgasm, and she kept on sending her tongue surging spiritedly up and down his pecker.
"I've got to shoot, oh, I can't hold it back anymore!" he exclaimed, "I'm itching, oh, am I ever itching in my cock and balls. It feels so good to itch like this, oh, but I'm going to shoot everything! Here it goes, oh, here it goes, oh, I can't hold it in! I can't hold it in at all! What a fuck, oh, what an orgasm!"
The spurting white pecker-juice bolted out of the tip of Jerry's cock.
An overjoyed Melinda made certain that she was in place to catch every drop of his burning come.
She kept on playing with his balls, never once letting go of them as the stream of juice spurted steadily out of his prick and into her mouth.
Melinda's heart beat furiously as she went after her son's thick white cream.
A few of the droplets spilled out of the left side of her mouth, and Melinda was disappointed that she had not been able to hang onto every drop of juice that had spilled out of his erect, mammoth organ.
But Melinda had been able to catch most of it, and she wasn't about to let any more of the precious white droplets of orgasmic liquid get away.
Jerry watched with great joy as his mother continued to attack his cock, going after the desserts of her efforts.
Melinda swallowed the last few droplets of juice, then released her tongue quickly from his hard cock.
"It was wonderful," she said. "I couldn't believe that anything could be this good."
"Neither could I." Jerry shook his head. "It was like I was in a dream."
"I never got seized with anything like this before. I mean, I've wanted to have sex, and I've had sex many times. But this time it was a compulsion. I just had to devour your cock, honey. There was just no other way out."
"I know what you mean. That's exactly the way you acted."
"I know. I just couldn't get enough of you."
"I hope that I gave you enough," Jerry smiled.
"The way I feel right now, you never could give me enough. But you certainly did give me quite a bit."
"That's what I mean," Jerry nodded.
"You're so handsome, Jerry, and I'm so grateful to you for supplying me with all this satisfaction."
Melinda looked at Jerry hungrily.
CHAPTER THREE
Melinda got up slowly from the rug.
She sat down on the sofa next to Jerry, then let her lips plunge against his several times in rapid succession.
Melinda was so happy about the way that Jerry had pleased her that she had to do something to demonstrate her appreciation.
The swift lip-kisses were followed by one dramatic tongue-kiss, in which Melinda hungrily flipped her tongue inside Jerry's mouth and let it collide against Jerry's tongue.
While the tongues collided with stupendous excitement, Melinda reached out with both hands and ran her fingers spiritedly through Jerry's hair.
By the time that Melinda released her tongue from Jerry's mouth and her fingers from Jerry's hair, his whole body was trembling again.
"You're too much for me," he exclaimed.
"Let's go to the bedroom, dear. There are so many things that I want you to do for me."
"I still can hardly believe everything that's happening," Jerry shook his head. "It's all like a dream."
"Don't you worry about any of this. We need each other badly, baby. That's why we're providing each other with so much satisfaction."
They got up from the sofa and walked briskly into her bedroom.
While Jerry stood in the middle of the room, his erect cock thrusting out proudly, Melinda began to remove her clothing.
Jerry's eyes bulged with great excitement as he observed his mother unbuttoning her blouse, then removing it.
Once she discarded the blouse, she quickly undid her bra, taking it off.
As she thrust her huge breasts outward, her son fastened his eyes on them with hypnotic excitement. They looked so huge and lovely that he felt like reaching out and touching them immediately.
He wanted to fasten his fingers onto their firmness, to hold onto them.
Melinda's fingers worked their way down to her slacks. The fingers of her right hand went to work on the zipper and, with several brisk tugs, she finished unzipping the slacks.
Her hips wiggled back and forth as she slid her fingers down the slacks, impatiently seeking to take them off.
Once that Melinda stepped out of her slacks, her son had the opportunity to fasten his eyes on her trim, lovely legs.
Jerry's heart pumped as his eyes continued to register on the creamy flesh of her legs, and he knew he wanted to touch them, just like he also wanted to touch her breasts.
Her fingers went to work on her silky, white panties, which she knew she had to remove as the final part of the act.
She slipped them ever so smoothly down her stunning thighs, and she reached the point where he got his first glimpse of her pussy. Jerry's cock began to itch more overpoweringly than ever.
He observed her rust-colored pubic mound, and the delicious pink vagina that rested beneath it. Jerry wanted to make love to her mound, to reach out and touch her cunt. He wanted to touch every
SO part of her, to make her his own in every total respect.
She walked over toward the bed, lowering her beautiful lovely form inside it.
Melinda lay on her back for several seconds, looking up at her son.
"Take off your clothes," she said. "We can be a lot more comfortable with both of us naked."
Jerry gulped, then nodded. Melinda watched as he quickly removed his clothing.
In just a few quick strokes, he had off his shirt, then his T-shirt.
His fingers moved with great impatience as he removed his trousers, then his shorts.
"That's great, honey. Now join me in bed," she beckoned.
Jerry slipped his body into the bed next to Melinda, then delivered a devastating kiss to her lips.
Once he released his lips from hers, Melinda sought to get Jerry acclimated to what she wanted him to do.
"Slide your tongue inside my mouth, honey," Melinda said. "That will be a good starter."
Jerry slid his tongue inside Melinda's mouth, basking in the joy of a long French kiss.
When Jerry broke the kiss, Melinda had an idea in mind.
"Turn your tongue loose inside my left ear," Melinda told him.
Jerry slipped his tongue inside Melinda's ear, letting it dart with effective grace. Melinda enjoyed every hot movement, her body vibrating back and forth, rotating from side to side, as his tongue continued to steadily attack her ear.
Jerry kept up the efforts inside her ear for quite some time, after which Melinda decided that it was time for him to move his tongue over to her other ear.
"That's great, baby," she gasped. "Go ahead and do the same thing to my other ear."
Jerry, overcome with passion, worked his tongue every bit as fervently inside her other ear, and the longer he worked his tongue, the better she felt about all that was happening.
She realized that she had brought Jerry to the point where he was willing to do practically anything to please her. His inhibitions had fallen by the wayside, and that made her feel exceptionally good.
As Jerry released his tongue from her ear, Melinda had another request.
"Go after my breasts, sweetheart," she begged.
"That's exactly what I was going to do."
"You like the looks of my tits?"
"You have the most beautiful breasts that I have ever seen, and you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"Oh, honey, I love hearing you talk that way."
Jerry reached out with both hands. Melinda immediately noticed how his fingers were trembling as he brought his fingers to bear against her breasts.
Jerry recalled how his first wish had been that of wanting to touch his mother's breasts after he observed her without her bra on.
The dream was now becoming a reality, and his fingers pressed firmly against her warm, hard flesh.
Every time that Jerry brought his fingers against her hot tits, he couldn't help but think how fortunate he was to be coming into pressing contact with her breasts.
Back and forth, he kept up his steady, systematic movements, and all the while her body was rocking back and forth in accompaniment to his precise, devastating actions.
The spirited tempo was driving them both into a state of ecstatic zeal, and now Jerry decided to press her flesh more firmly than before.
He began to pinch her breasts, and that caused her to become more excited than ever.
Her whole body began to twist and turn from the pressing contact with his fingers.
"You really know where it's at," she gasped. "Keep your fingers working, baby. I really like what you're doing to me."
The steady finger movements continued, and Jerry was imbued with a sense of accomplishment. He realized the extent to which he was inspiring his mother and himself by virtue of his finger antics, and every time that Melinda's body rotated, it made him feel that much better.
Jerry removed his fingers from her breasts for a moment, letting his fingers slide down her legs. He loved touching and gripping her thighs, which were so smooth and radiant, and which bristled with excitement every time that he touched them.
Jerry kept up the thigh movement for several moments, then moved his fingers back up to her breasts. He allowed his fingers to explore her nipples with tremendous grace and satisfaction.
He knew just how to turn her on with his movements, not moving too swiftly, employing just the right kind of approach.
As the steady tempo continued, her body rocked back and forth from the contact that she was enjoying with him.
"Suck my breast," she finally exclaimed. "Your fingers have done such a beautiful job, baby. I want your tongue to go to work."
"I'll put it to work, sweetheart."
"That's so wonderful. Come on and slide your tongue, dear. I want you to work it, baby."
He dropped his head down toward her left breast, permitting his tongue to slide ever so gracefully over her tit.
The longer that his tongue came into steady contact with her breasts, the better she liked what was happening.
With spirited grace he kept up his devastating movements, allowing the impact to generate itself throughout her whole body.
She felt the same degree of intensity that she had when she was sucking Jerry's cock in the living room, and now she recognized how important it was for her to release her juices.
It made Melinda feel good to know that she had an opportunity to unleash her hot juices inside Jerry's mouth. After all, he had orgasmed inside her, and turn-about was fair play to her way of thinking.
But for the first time being Jerry was completely mesmerized by the prospect of coming into firm contact with her breasts.
His tongue kept on sliding and maneuvering ever so gracefully over her left breast, and every now and then he would tease her nipple by letting his tongue come into light contact with it.
Jerry kept up the pace, and gradually he began to accelerate it.
He reached the point where he was sliding his tongue at top speed, enjoying every stimulating touch with her hot tit.
"You're really turning me on," she exclaimed. "Keep up your movements, dear. I really love it, doll. I love what we're doing. Maybe you thought it was wrong, but you can't think that now. It's just too much, honey, for us to ever pass up. We love each other too much, we enjoy the movements too much."
His tongue maintained blistering contact with her breasts, and after he left a saliva stream on her left breast, Jerry moved his tongue over toward her right.
With stout determination he opened up on her right breast, prefering to take up where he had left off with her left breast.
Her whole body was shaking and quivering from the steady tongue stabs that he put forward, and the longer that he kept up his fervent pace, the more she recognized just how close she was to shooting.
It would be just a short time before she would explode her juices, and she loved the prospect of him letting his tongue come into steady contact with her hot, flaming breast.
"Honey, you're too much for me," she exclaimed. "Soon you're going to have to go down on my pussy. I can't take much more of this. Your tongue is just too talented. Oh, it's such a wonderful tongue. It's breathtaking. I love what you're doing."
Jerry kept up his firm, spirited efforts and finally he released his tongue from her breast.
"I agree with you," he said, "it is time for me to go to work on your pussy."
"Come on, honey, and really sock it to me," Melinda gasped. "You don't know what this whole episode is doing for me. It's really making me feel good. You're really making a woman out of me, honey."
"I'm not making a woman out of you. You're all woman to start with. I'm just enjoying sex with you."
"But you don't know how much I need this," Melinda exclaimed. "I just wasn't getting that kind of sex from your father. It's so much better doing it with you."
Jerry was pleased with the reception he was receiving, and as he looked down at his mother's beautiful body, he reached out with his right hand and allowed his fingertips to come into contact with her mound.
He pressed his fingers against the warm, inspiring vagina flesh, and soon he succeeded in precipitating some moisture in her pussy.
He loved running his fingers over her moist snatch, and the longer he permitted his fingers to come into contact with it, the better that he began to feel. He knew just how much he was impressing his mother with his movements, and it gave him a great feeling of satisfaction to know that he would soon be tasting her just as she had tasted him earlier,.
Jerry's fingers began to exercise themselves more briskly than before as he worked them over her pussy, and she enjoyed everything that he brought to bear in the way of passionate movements.
Every time that Jerry's fingers would twist against her mound, lovely Melinda's entire body would rotate.
"Just keep it up, darling, I love every bit of it," Melinda sighed. "I like what your fingers are doing to me. It's so good, oh, it feels so wonderful."
"Just hang on, sweetheart, because I'm going to go down on you," Jerry said.
"I can hardly wait until your tongue goes to work on my pussy," Melinda told him. "Keep your fingers working, darling, oh, you really know how to turn me on. Keep them going!"
While Jerry kept up his finger movements, his tongue became all the hungrier for contact with Melinda's mound.
CHAPTER FOUR
Suddenly Jerry let his tongue drop down toward Melinda's box.
He let his tongue manipulate freely and excitedly over her pussy. He let his tongue dart and stab against her mound, and the longer that the activity continued, the more desirous he became to receive her juices.
But he didn't want it all to happen that fast. He wanted to savor every element of lovemaking with Melinda prior to the actual explosion.
He quickly released his tongue from Melinda's mound, then let it go to work against her right thigh.
His tongue twisted and turned against Melinda's thigh, and as her body rocked back and forth, he allowed his fingers to go to work on her breasts.
Jerry was impressed by the fact that multiple sensations were occurring within both of them. While he kept on energetically letting his tongue work over her right thigh, his fingers explored her breasts.
"Keep going, baby, I can't tell you a thing," Melinda encouraged. "You already know where it's at. You know where it's all at."
He removed his tongue from her right thigh, then moved it over to the left, working his tongue with superb grace against her left thigh.
All the while he kept up his burning finger movements on her breasts, twisting her nipples every now and then while he kept up the steady movements.
Once Jerry released his tongue from Melinda's thigh, he leaned forward and kissed her pussy several times. The longer he kissed it, the more intense his movements became.
Jerry released his lips from her mound, then gripped her thighs with his fingers.
He loved touching her firm, warm skin, and as he prepared to exercise his tongue vigorously against her hot love slit, he felt a tremendous sense of burning desire throughout his whole body. He had to taste her, to experience her to the very ultimate.
With great skill he flipped his tongue down between her legs, working it against her mound.
Every time that Jerry would come into contact with Melinda's pussy, she would lift her body to add to his satisfaction.
He began by working his tongue at a slow pace. Jerry wanted to savor and capture every conceivable moment of pleasure from the passionate interlude that was taking place between himself and Melinda.
He slowly let his tongue glide inside her mound. The tempo was building, but he saw to it that it did not build too quickly. It was something that had to be done on a gradual basis before he could derive the ultimate in appreciation from the act.
The longer that he worked his tongue over her mound, however, the more essential he recognized it as being for him to work his tongue more swiftly than before.
With driving determination, he began to open up on her box, sliding his tongue with great skill and zeal against her hot slit.
"Suck it, honey, you're really doing it," she said.
Melinda's ass-cheeks began to flutter back and forth as she enjoyed the movements that he superbly supplied.
Melinda recalled the last time her husband had gone to bed with her. He had not begun to satisfy her in the manner that Jerry was doing at the moment, working his tongue with spirited effectiveness against her box.
The tongue continued to whiplash against her flaming pussy. Jerry was happy over the fact that she was already moistening between her legs, and that gave him all the more incentive to bring her completely to the brink.
He kept on running his fingers against her thighs as he sucked to his heart's content, driving his tongue against her box, moving her ever closer to orgasm.
"Eat it! Eat my box; go after my snatch!" she exclaimed. "I like it, doll, you really do know how to supply me with the tongue action. That's sensational, honey, oh, it's fantastic!"
With great skill he kept up his tongue's efforts. Never, he knew, had he put himself quite to the heights that he was maintaining now while sucking his own mother's slit.
Her legs were pumping more rapidly than ever as he pushed Melinda ever closer to climax. He drove his tongue with great zeal, hopeful of getting her to shoot her juices into his mouth quickly.
Jerry recognized that she was about as hot as a woman could possibly get prior to shooting, and he was determined to help her out every step of the way preceding climax.
While Jerry's tongue kept on darting around her moist mound, he decided to move his fingers from her thighs to her buttocks.
Jerry gripped Melinda's ass-cheeks with appreciative excitement. Every time that he would sink his fingers deeper into her flesh, she would let out a loud sigh.
Melinda's breathing had been reduced to a series of sharp gasps, and the longer that Jerry worked his tongue around her box, the greater the degree of determination that welled within him to experience the ultimate in satisfaction from her.
His fingers indented themselves deeply into her ass-cheeks, and he tore his tongue relentlessly forward, constantly pursuing her vagina with a single purpose. His only concern was that of precipitating a hot orgasm and swallowing her juices.
"Keep sucking," she gasped. "I'm going to be there soon, baby. I know I am. Oh, I can't keep it up much longer."
A few strokes later, Melinda's whole body was spinning out of control. She would rock back and forth several times, then kick her legs in an outward fashion. All the while he kept up his burning pace, driving his tongue at a speedy level.
His tongue spun with convincing grace into the innermost depths of her passion pit, and as her body twisted, he got set to receive the first few droplets of pussy juice from her snatch.
"Get set, oh, get set," she sighed.
A few seconds later, as his fingers remained firmly pressed against her ass-cheeks, Melinda shot her juices into his mouth.
Jerry eagerly went after her load, then released his tongue momentarily from her box.
"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did," he grinned.
"I guess you could tell how bad I needed it," she replied.
"I know. That didn't come as a secret."
"I wasn't exactly trying to hide it, was I."
"No, you weren't."
"I want you to suck me again," she proclaimed. "I want you to eat me one more time, honey. When I'm this horny, going off once isn't enough. I need to juice a second time."
"I'm ready to suck you as many times as you want me to."
"That sounds just like you, darling. You really are willing to please me any way you can, aren't you."
"I sure as hell am."
"Start out by kissing my pussy. I love it so much when you kiss my cunt."
"It's such a lovely cunt to kiss."
"Do it for me, darling."
Jerry puckered his lips, then plunged downward toward her mound.
He kissed Melinda's pussy several times, causing her whole body to vibrate.
"That's great," she nodded. "Now you can play with my cunt. Press your fingers around it, honey. Let's really see to it this is as much fun as the first time."
Jerry let the fingers of his right hand drop against Melinda's mound. He enjoyed allowing the fingers to come into contact with the moistness of her snatch, and the longer that he allowed his fingers to maneuver over her mound, the better that everything felt to him.
He liked what was happening, and every time that his fingers came into contact with her moist mound, he felt all the more gratified over the opportunity to have sex with Melinda.
Every time that Jerry let himself think about it, he felt a little guilty about the fact that Melinda was, after all, his own mother. But his tongue and cock became so ignited with passion around her, that there didn't seem to be any way to stem the swelling tide within him.
He kept up the finger efforts for a while, then determined that it was time to put his tongue to work inside Melinda's mound.
He let his head drop, then permitted his tongue to work its way ever so slowly around the outer edges of Melinda's pussy.
"Keep it going real smooth," Melinda sighed. "You know just how I want it, baby. I can hardly believe that two people can give each other any more impact than what we're doing. Slide your tongue, darling, keep it working."
While Jerry continued to work his tongue with inspiring grace around his mother's box, he let his fingers sweep up and down her legs.
He couldn't help but be impressed by the firmness of her legs. Jerry would start with her thighs, then work his fingers all the way down to Melinda's ankles.
He gripped her legs with devastating impact, beginning to work his tongue more quickly than before against her mound.
The longer the tempo built, the better he enjoyed the movements.
With bristling effectiveness, he kept up the the tongue efforts, striving diligently to excite her with every piercing tongue-stab.
The effective pace continued, and he recognized just how hot she was getting. It made him feel good to know that he was responsible for pushing his lovely mother to the point of orgasm, and he desired more than ever, even more than the first time around, to experience her juices.
Jerry had received her devastating orgasmic nectars on one occasion, and that made him even more desirous of doing so again. So he kept his tongue working, driving it with swift, steady determination as he pushed Melinda once more toward climax.
The tongue darted with overwhelming determination against her mound, pushing Melinda that much closer to an exciting climax.
While her hips were swinging back and forth, Melinda began to gasp as the juices became that much closer to release.
She heaved a loud sigh, at which point Jerry began to devour her liquids for a second time.
"You're right on the spot," Melinda beamed joyously as the pussy juices were released from her mound. "You know just how to suck me, and you know just how to hang in there and swallow my juices."
Jerry's tongue was beginning to feel a little tired by the time that he released it from Melinda's mound. But he recognized that result as being inevitable on the basis of all that had happened.
Never had he exercised his tongue more vigorously or with greater passion than he had in this instance.
His heart was still beating rapidly, and it made Jerry feel good to know that he had brought so much juice out of Melinda's love pit.
"I've got to lie here and rest for a little while," Melinda smiled.
"I can use a little bit of rest myself."
"You really brought joy to me, Jerry. I needed this so much, and you were here to give me satisfaction when I really needed it ... when it couldn't have meant any more to me."
CHAPTER FIVE
Jerry snuggled up next to Melinda, reaching out and kissing her lips.
While his lips remained pressed against hers, he reached over with the fingers of both hands, running them eagerly over her nipples.
He loved the way that her body twitched as he touched her, and recognized that he could be able to receive some more sexual satisfaction from her.
Jerry's cock had become increasingly hard while he had been sucking Melinda's cunt. He felt impelled at the moment to satisfy his cock by thrusting it inside Melinda and shooting off, He ran his fingers first around her breasts, then let them drop down to her legs. He played with her thighs, reaching forward and sliding his tongue inside her mouth at the same time.
His tongue darted energetically inside her mouth, and the longer that the tongues collided with devastating passion, the hotter he became. He knew that it was inevitable for him to sink his prick inside his beautiful mother.
Jerry released his tongue from Melinda's mouth.
"I want to fuck your cunt," he whispered.
"Darling, it's such a great way to be intimate."
"I want to plunge it inside you. I want to plunge my pecker into your mound."
"Go ahead, dear. I'm ready to do anything with i, you. I want to go all the way. I can't get enough of you."
"That's the best news I've had all day," Jerry ' smiled.
"This has really blossomed into something, hasn't it?"
"It couldn't be any nicer."
"I'll bet your prick is very good at fucking. I I bet you know just how to slide it inside my mound."
"I won't disappoint you."
"No, I'm sure you won't."
Jerry thrust his tongue between Melinda's breasts. He worked it up and down, then slid it around her left breast. He writhed the tongue back and forth several times, then permitted it to come into speedy contact with her right breast.
After he succeeded in receiving a tremendous number of breast sensations, Jerry let the fingers of his right hand drop down to Melinda's mound.
He let his fingers exercise themselves with great skill around her pussy, letting the tempo build inside her.
He kept up the cunt-massaging for several strokes, then decided it was time for him to spear her with his hot pecker.
Jerry heaved a long sigh, then reached out and grabbed a hold of her thigh.
He parted Melinda's luscious legs ever so tenderly, then got set to insert his long tool inside her still moist slit.
"I've got to fuck you," he said with great passion. "I've got to plunge my tool into your mound."
"Fuck me good, baby. I've been told I've got a tight snatch."
"I'll just bet you have."
"Slip your cock inside me. I want it. Oh, I want it so bad."
"I can tell that from the way your legs are trembling."
"Oh yes. I really want you in me."
"Then get set, because I'm going to really give you a workout."
"I'm all set. Drive your pecker into me, baby. Send it into me high and hard. I don't want you to fool around one bit. I want to get down to brass tacks."
"I don't want to fuck you too hard," he smiled. "After all, I want to let things build a little."
"Fine, but don't go too slow. I expect a good brisk pace."
"You'll get it," Jerry promised.
Jerry worked his fingers around her thighs, squeezing them ever so firmly as he planted his huge prick inside her mound.
Melinda let out a loud gasp as he made his initial penetration, and as she slipped her body back and forth, meeting his forward stabs, Jerry couldn't help but put more impact into his spirited fuck than he had previously.
Just knowing how electrified Melinda was by virtue of his cock stabs alone made him even more pleased. The accomplishment that he felt gave him a tremendous degree of confidence. The confidence, in turn, made him that much more effective.
He drove his cock forward, letting it spear her receptive mound.
Their bodies would meet with simultaneous passion; Every time that Jerry would plunge his cock forward, beautiful Melinda would see to it that her body would meet his thrusts.
Jerry continued to toy with her thighs for quite a while, then moved his fingers upward toward her breasts.
Every time that Jerry touched Melinda's breasts or nipples, he became that much more. invigorated over what was happening.
With lightening precision he kept up his burning activity, thrusting and slicing his huge cock ever deeper inside her mound.
Jerry enjoyed every movement, and he couldn't help but recall what Melinda had said about having a tight cunt. He was finding that to be completely true, and each time that he entered her, he got that much happier about everything.
His heart fluttered with carefree ease as he kept on rocking back and forth, driving his tool pulsatingly into her mound.
After his fingers had toyed with her breasts and nipples for a while, he dropped his hands down to her hips.
He massaged her hips carefully, then let his fingers go to work on Melinda's ass-cheeks.
With steady enthusiasm he kept up his pace, driving his fervent cock forward as he continued spearing her.
He liked the tightness of her moist pussy, and her breathing was becoming heavier now as she pushed ever closer to climax.
Jerry had planned to proceed at a slower pace, but the longer he went to work fucking Melinda's mound, the more he recognized that was an impossibility. When a person got as turned on as he was at that moment, there was just no other way.
His bloated tool was moving much closer to climax, and as he kept on stabbing Melinda's mound, he felt the burning passions welling up inside him.
He could feel the tremendous itchiness within his cock and balls, and that served as a final prelude preceding the big orgasm.
He kept on steadily driving his cock into her with lightening precision, enjoying the way that her body would thrust forward to meet his piercing stabs.
His fingers went to work on her ass-cheeks, implanting themselves firmly against her firm buttocks.
He kept on knifing her with his cock, pushing and plunging, moving ever closer to climax. As he moved closer to the big moment, Jerry leaned forward and let his tongue go to work on her left breast.
The thing that Jerry liked about having sex with Melinda, was that things would happen all at the same time. They had a way of getting the most out of every screw.
As his cock would collide with her pussy, his tongue would move searchingly over her breasts.
He completed sucking her left breast, leaving a trail of saliva, then worked his tongue over to her right.
Her body kept on dramatically thrusting upward to meet his stabs, and he was moving ever closer to the goal that they were both seeking.
Jerry recognized that Melinda, too, was getting ready for a satisfying orgasm, and it was his firm desire that they could achieve climax at just about the same point in time.
Just as he was about ready to explode, Jerry decided that it would be a good idea to work his finger inside her ass-hole.
Jerry reached out with his right index finger, shoving it high inside his beautiful mother's anus.
At first he moved the finger cautiously, sliding it into the outer edges of her ass-hole. But the longer that he kept up his finger movement, the more sharply and intensely he worked it into her.
He pumped his finger high and hard into her anus, pushing it all the way into the rectum and, as he did so, he came that much closer to climax.
His whole body was shuddering as he kept on thrusting his burning tool into her mound.
His hips were moving back and forth at a relentless pace, and he continued to finger her ass-hole.
"You're so good at this," Melinda exclaimed. "I had no idea you'd finger-fuck me too, darling. Oh, you're so good, baby. I love you. I really want you. Keep fucking me ... I'm about to shoot! Oh, I'm climaxing!"
She let out a gasp as the juices spilled out of her pussy. Her orgasm gave Jerry all the additional momentum he needed.
He fingered her ass-hole firmly, then kept on pumping his cock, moving ever closer to the moment of truth.
As he began to feel the bulging balls rising with expectation, ready to explode, Jerry thrust his tongue forward, allowing it to slide into her mouth.
The tongues continued to collide with steady eagerness as the juices began to shoot out of the end of his long dick.
His whole body trembled as the juices shot out of him voluminously.
His tongue continued to relentless probe hers, as he let his finger pump high into her ass-hole.
It wasn't until the final few droplets of white orgasmic liquid had sprayed out of his cock that Jerry was ready to withdraw his prick from her mound.
A stillness overcame both of them. They had achieved climax for the last time, and they both felt like resting at that point.
"That was what I call a fuck," Jerry said.
"I feel like taking a nap now."
"I'll just bet you do. That was quite a fucking session."
"There's just one thing, darling. This will have to remain our secret."
"I wouldn't think of telling a soul," he exclaimed.
"That's good. If your father ever found out, he'd be terrible. I have enough difficulty getting along with him as it is."
"What's so tough about getting along with Dad?" Jerry asked curiously.
"It's his attitude, my dear. His attitude is very bad."
"It doesn't seem so bad to me."
"But you see, you are his son. I happen to be married to him."
"I suppose that that does make a difference."
"Of course it does. He can be so demanding when it comes to sex."
"Maybe he can. I don't know."
"Of course you don't. That's outside your span of knowledge. All I can tell you is that I needed this action in the worst possible way."
"I needed it too."
"I'm glad we were able to share each other."
Melinda extended her lips and let them collide with Jerry's.
Once she released her lips from Jerry's, she began to think about all that happened between them.
A slight trace of guilt began to come over her,-but she didn't want to contemplate the nature of her act.
All she knew was that she had had a fantastic time fucking Jerry, and that she didn't want to trouble herself at that point with any moral hang-ups.
She would save the worries for later.
CHAPTER SIX
At a few minutes past six the following evening, Dave Gary was stretching out in his favorite easy chair.
He had just had time to sit down, take off his jacket, loosen his tie, and open a copy of that day's "Wall Street Journal."
"How about fixing me a pitcher of martinis, honey?" Dave called out to Melinda in the other room.
"Fine, dear."
"Where's our young man."
"Jerry said he wouldn't be home till late tonight. He and his friend Skip had a double date."
"You know, I'm kind of glad to hear that," Dave laughed. "Not that I'm trying to make it sound like I don't want to see Jerry, because I do. It's just that there are times when I like to be alone with you."
"I'm happy to hear that."
"Hustle up the martinis, honey."
Melinda faithfully made the pitcher of martinis, then brought it into the living room, along with two glasses.
"Here you are," she said after pouring some of the contents of the pitcher into a glass and handing it to her husband.
"Thank you, honey. You're about the best-looking cocktail waitress around," he winked. "Go ahead and pour yourself one."
"I don't feel a whole lot like drinking." . "You will after you pour yourself something," he smiled.
Melinda poured herself a martini, then sat down on the chair opposite the one in which Dave was sitting.
"You look good, honey," he said. "I like it when you wear a nice tight skirt like that. You sure do have a cute ass."
"Thank you."
"You know, a guy has to be a damned hard-nosed bastard in my business."
"Why is that?"
"You'd be surprised the people I've got to say no to when it conies to loans," he shook his head. "But you just can't play favorites, and you just can't approve a loan because you happen to like somebody's looks."
"That is certainly true."
"I like sitting around the house and getting horny looking at you. I'll tell you something. After I've had a few martinis, I'll feel like fucking."
"I'm fixing pot roast, dear. Don't you want to eat first?"
"Hell no! I'd rather fuck first. We can eat later."
"Have it your way. I guess I'd better go in there, though, and turn off the oven."
"Do whatever you've got to, baby, but let's just cool it. I want to fuck you."
"You're very blunt about things."
"Why the hell shouldn't I be? I'm just a hard-nosed bastard with a hard prick, and I don't see any reason to bullshit or beat around the bush. If I want to fuck, I want to fuck, and right now that's about all I'm thinking about. That and polishing off this pitcher of martinis."
Melinda got up from the chair, walking into the kitchen and turning off the oven.
As she walked back into the living room, she couldn't help but contrast how Dave was acting with how her son Jerry had conducted himself.
She liked Jerry's bearing much better. He wasn't the kind of young man who took things for granted. As for her husband, he seemed to take everything for granted where she was concerned. He felt that because they were married, he was entitled to any gratuity he wanted, particularly when it applied to sex.
They finished one martini, then moved on to a second round.
"I'm really loosening up," Dave laughed. "As a matter-of-fact, the old cock is getting hard just looking at you. My prick always has that eye for you."
Melinda said nothing. She was turned off of him by the way that he acted. But she loved very much the manner in which Jerry had conducted himself. The differences were becoming all the more apparent as time elapsed.
Dave licked his lips as he finished another martini.
"Come on and pour me another one," he said impatiently. "I want to finish off this pitcher. Then I'll be all set to ball with you."
A few minutes later, the contents of the martini pitcher had been finished.
Dave had a silly grin on his face as he reached out with his left hand and quickly unzipped his trousers.
He pulled out his rock-hard penis, which he fingered gracefully as he pumped up and down on his long cock.
"Just have a look at my prick," Dave said. "You're going to have a chance to suck it, honey."
Melinda raised her glass to her lips, finishing the contents of her martini.
She watched Dave rise slowly to his feet, continuing to steadily work his fingers up and down
"Let's go in the bedroom," Dave grinned. "I want to get involved in a little high-purpose fucking."
Melinda got up, following Dave into the bedroom.
She couldn't help, however, feeling a measure of regret over what was about to take place. She didn't like being taken for granted by Dave, but didn't know what to do about her displeasure.
She recognized that it was something she had to live with.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Dave and Melinda undressed in silence.
Once they finished undressing, Dave propelled his huge body into the bed, then landed with a thud.
He reached out with his right hand and pumped up and down on his prick several times.
Then he called out to Melinda:
"Get over here, baby. I need somebody to massage my cock and balls."
Melinda climbed into bed with Dave, reaching out with her right hand and grabbing hold of his cock, allowing the fingers of her left hand to employ themselves spiritedly against his balls.
She kept up the spirited pace, one designed to get Dave as hot as possible.
"You're really doing it, sweetheart," he laughed. "I really enjoy that. I love it! I love it a lot!"
The more spiritedly she employed her fingers, the happier Dave felt about it all. He wanted to get his rocks off, and there was nothing that he enjoyed better than taking his wife step by step over the lovemaking act that he wanted to experience.
"Go to work on my ass-hole," he finally told her. "I want you to suck my ass, baby. While you're doing that, you can reach out with your right hand and pump up and' down my cock. You're really going to love that kind of action. It's just made to order for you, honey, since you've got such a talented tongue."
Melinda immediately went to work on Dave's ass-hole, driving her tongue smoothly inside his anus.
While her tongue continued to collide spiritedly with his ass-hole, she reached out with her fingers and permitted them to seize his buttocks.
"That I like," he gasped. "Play with my ass-cheeks, darling, and suck my ass-hole. Keep sucking. You can do even better than you're doing now. Guide your tongue in there all the way, suck it, baby, I really want it."
She continued her steady pace, driving her tongue around inside his anus while she played with his buttocks.
His whole body was coming unglued as a result of the spirited movements that she consistently employed.
"You keep that up just a little while longer, baby, then I'm going to have you suck my prick," he told her. "Just work your tongue, doll. I really love what you're doing. Come on and drive your tongue, baby! Drive it real nice. I love that kind of action, I love any action with you. You are really good at it, sweetheart. You're really great the way you are moving your tongue."
Melinda was eager to please, recognizing that life would be miserable indeed if she failed to live up to the expectations of her husband Dave.
So she kept on running her tongue into his anus, supplying him with all kinds of hot tongue movements.
"While you're sucking my ass, I wish you'd pump on my prick and balls," he told her. "Just because your tongue is active doesn't mean that you can't work your fingers around in the same way."
Melinda was again quick to comply with her husband's request. As she worked her tongue high inside her husband's ass-hole, she employed the fingers of her right hand against his cock and the fingers of her left against his balls.
His whole body began to sway back and forth from the level of intense action that she was firmly supplying.
"O.K., doll, now you can go to work on my prick," he said. "I want a good cock suck. Just like the beautiful ass suck you gave me."
She released her tongue from Dave's ass-hole, and allowed the fingers of her right hand to begin sliding up and down the base of his firm penis.
She knew that a little additional finger action would make him that much more ripe for the sucking that would lay ahead.
Her left hand collided spiritedly with Dave's balls, and while the steady movements persisted, she got ready to let her tongue collide with his dick.
Melinda began by allowing her tongue to slide along his balls. She felt that by getting his testicles hot, she would make Dave's prick that much more eager for the action that lay ahead.
"That's what I like," he exclaimed. "Work the tongue, baby, work it over my balls. I really love those movements. Work your tongue, baby, I enjoy what you're doing. You're always good at that tongue action. You're a regular pro."
Melinda continued to let her tongue come into searing contact with his balls for a while, after which she decided that it was time to switch the activities to his pulsating cock.
Her tongue slid up and down the base of his firm pecker, and every time that she came into contact with his dick, he became that much more overjoyed with what he was receiving.
"You've got the right tempo," he nodded. "Keep sliding your tongue, baby. Keep working your tongue up and down on my prick."
Melinda's head bobbed as she unswervingly dedicated herself to every spirited tongue thrust, driving her tongue with consistent speed up and down his long pecker.
While her tongue was continuing to apply itself with great speed, she worked her fingers around his balls.
She teased his testicles with her tickling sensations, beginning to work her tongue faster than ever as she drove it up and down his huge phallus.
"That's what I like," he exclaimed. "I love those double sensations. Play with my balls and suck my cock at the same time. I really love what you're doing, darling, it's the kind of action a guy like me really digs. Keep going, doll, I really love it."
As Dave moved that much closer to climax, he reached out with both hands and let his fingers run smoothly through his wife's hair.
Dave was imbued with a determined spirit wherein he would not feel satisfied until the hot white cream had completely spilled out of the end of his rod and into her mouth.
"Keep moving your tongue," he encouraged. "I like the way you're slicing. Suck my dick, honey, I want you to go after the white juice."
Her tongue continued skillfully driving up and down his big dick, and as it slid relentlessly she toyed with his bulging balls.
"Here it goes," he exclaimed. "I can't stand any more. I've got to explode."
His legs trembled as the first few droplets of white juice shot out of his penis.
Dave felt a tremendous sense of purposeful realization as the last few droplets of his white cream spilled into her mouth.
"Eat every drop, Melinda baby," he called out to her. "I love giving you that kind of action, darling."
Melinda withdrew her tongue from Dave's cock, wondering what he would suggest next.
"That's just what I needed," he nodded. "I'm hungry now. I guess that I'm ready for a nice helping of pot roast."
Melinda managed to keep the disappointment within her, but it didn't make her the least bit happy to observe that her husband, once he had succeeded in obtaining the satisfaction that he sought, was thinking about having some dinner. He apparently had not cared about her or the normal female desires that she felt.
As Melinda got up from the bed and began to put her clothes back on, she realized how little she truly cared about Dave as a sex partner.
In the past few years she had seen him become exceptionally crude and demanding, and all the while her once firm and unshakeable love for him had been dwarfed into insignificance.
As Melinda finished dressing, Dave looked over to her and smiled.
"You really fix a good martini," he exclaimed. "I guess that you really learned your lesson from me."
"That's good."
"Not just anybody can fix a good martini," Dave laughed. "It takes great skill. But, then again, you had a very good teacher."
"I suppose I did."
"But you sure can cook, and you didn't need me to teach you that."
Melinda didn't feel like talking to Dave any more. Her mind shifted to Jerry.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was the following afternoon, and Melinda couldn't help feeling a little bit blue as a result of the unsatisfying sex interlude with her husband Dave the day before.
She waited for her son to return home from school, and she first began pacing the floor, then attempted to sooth her nerves by drinking.
She couldn't help but observe how much more heavily she was drawn toward alcohol which she touched only normally on rare occasions.
She had finished her third shot of scotch when, at a few minutes past three, her son came striding proudly into the house.
"Hi, Mom," he waved, grinning.
"Hello, dear. How are you?"
"I'm feeling real groovy and I'd like to turn you on."
"You're coming on awfully fast"
"Why the hell shouldn't I? After all, life is short."
"You're quite an incredible guy," Melinda laughed.
"Let's go into your bedroom and strip. I've got a surprise for you."
"Would you like to join me for a drink?"
"No, I've got something else in mind. Something that is really going to shake you up."
"I wonder what that would be," Melinda smiled. "So my son has become a man of mystery."
"A mystery that will not last for very long."
They walked into the bedroom and quickly stripped.
As Melinda removed her bra, Jerry looked over at her and smiled. Then, as she took off her panties, he couldn't help but squirm as his cock hardened and he got another look at her naked, rust-colored pubic mound.
After she stripped, and after Jerry had pumped up and down on his cock several times, he opened up a paper bag removing some cigarettes.
"Let's really turn on," he said. "Are you crazy? I never smoke."
"These aren't ordinary cigarettes," Jerry laughed.
"I don't even smoke ordinary ones! My God, don't tell me that you've got something else!" she looked at him with mounting surprise.
"Of course. I've got me some grass," Jerry slapped his bare knee and burst into laughter.
"Don't, son. That's bad for you."
"Don't give me any of those little-old-ladies-in-tennis-shoes arguments," Jerry laughed. "I know what's good for me and what isn't. I was at a party last night and we smoked grass, then fucked."
"That's a great thing for me to hear," she shook her head in disgust. "While you were gone and having a great time, I was forced into having some dull sex with your father."
"I'm awfully sorry about that. I didn't think you'd go to the party with me."
"I could hardly afford to," Melinda said.
"That's what I mean. Otherwise I would have asked you. I hope you're not teed off at me."
"I'm burned up at you for suggesting that I join you in smoking grass."
"If you give it a chance, Mom, you can't help but like it."
"I'm really not all that eager to give it a chance."
"Come on and just try it once. Hell, you're not all that scared."
She stood firm, pouting as she turned her head away from Jerry.
Jerry was every bit as determined, however, to see to it that she joined him in smoking some grass.
He walked over toward the bed, sitting down on it next to her, then plunging his lips against hers.
He let his lips remain locked against hers for quite some time. As their lips continued to devastatingly collide, he reached out with both hands and ran his fingers firmly against her nipples.
The longer that his fingers collided with her nipples, the quicker that the resistance left Melinda.
It was Jerry who released his lips from Melinda's, and as he did so he jumped up and picked up a cigarette.
Melinda watched as Jerry lit the joint, then took a long puff from it.
"This is great," he said after inhaling. "You know what's really wonderful about it?"
"What?" she looked at him curiously.
"It makes you sexy, damned sexy."
"Don't hand me that," she shook her head.
"If you don't believe it, just try it. You mean to say, you're actually afraid of taking just one puff? Come on, baby, and join me just for one puff. I'll guarantee you that if you do that, you're going to go all the way and keep on smoking it"
"I don't know. I kind of think it would be bad for me to encourage you."
"You're not encouraging me. I'm encouraging you. I'm already sold on the stuff. I'll take it any time I feel like it."
She watched him continue to smoke the cigarette, and the longer the period of time that passed, the more curious she became.
Finally she succumbed, taking the joint from Jerry and puffing on it.
"You see what I mean?" Jerry burst into laughter.
Melinda enjoyed the marijuana, even though she felt terribly funny about smoking it.
A few puffs later, her fears left her entirely. She found herself enjoying every puff as she kept on smoking.
By the time that they finished their cigarettes, Melinda was panting more hungrily than ever for sex. She had to admit that in her own personal case, she did feel sexier after having the grass.
They let their lips lock for some time, and as they did, Jerry moved his fingers around her buttocks. He toyed with her ass-cheeks, then moved his fingers down toward her thighs, repeating the same spirited process.
He enjoyed what he was doing and felt compelled to provide his mother with some brisk stimulation.
"I think I'll eat you," he announced.
"That would be a good start, my dear. It certainly would."
She watched with great admiration, spreading her legs with interest as Jerry lowered his head and let his tongue collide with her mound.
His tongue worked softly and worked its way around every crevice of her hot pussy. Jerry felt that it was imperative for him to experience an orgasm from his mother. That would get him off on the right track, propelling him to greater heights later on.
As his tongue continued to wind its way around his mother's mound, Jerry let his fingers roam over her entire body.
At first he ran the fingers of both hands through her hair, then allowed his fingers to slide down her back.
Jerry worked his fingers eventually over her ass-cheeks, letting the fingers squeeze her cheeks with great dexterity.
Jerry was impressed over the way that his mother's body was beginning to shake from the diligent tongue efforts he was employing. He knew just how to get her hot, and now it was just a question of how long it would take before she exploded her juices into his mouth.
After he worked his fingers around her ass-cheeks for a while, he moved his nervous fingers hack up toward her breasts. He toyed with her breasts, sucking her mound more quickly than ever.
The faster that his tongue spiritedly darted around Melinda's pussy, the better that he felt about the entire sex act.
He kept on flipping his hot tongue around her snatch, letting his fingers work their way down toward her thighs.
He followed her thighs with authoritative grace as his tongue moved into the final stages of the act. He could tell by the way she was reacting it wouldn't be long before he would be receiving the load of juice he was anticipating.
The burning tongue kept on finding its mark, driving with convincing grace over her hot pussy. Her loins were heating up with passionate exhilaration as his twisting tongue maneuvered her ever closer to a brisk climax.
His fingers continued to wind their way around her buttocks, then brought themselves to bear on her thighs. He moved his fingers down toward her ankles, then back up toward her thighs.
Jerry's tongue moved at a commanding level, taking charge of the entire activity as he moved it up and down her hot pussy.
"Keep sucking, honey, and you'll get your wish," Melinda exclaimed. "I'll shoot my juices into your mouth, oh, honey, how I want to fuck your mouth. How I want to explode my juices inside you. It's so wonderful, baby, the way you're turning your tongue loose. Keep on driving your tongue! I want it! Oh, how I ever want it!"
As he moved her ever closer to climax, he fingered her buttocks affectionately.
Melinda's body quivered several times, at which point the juices began to spurt out of her pussy.
"Get it, honey, get it all," she gasped. "I love it, darling, oh, I love all of it. I like the way you put your tongue to work."
He swallowed her juices, then he released his tongue from her vagina.
"I wish you'd suck my ass," she exclaimed. "You did such a good job the first time, I wish you'd go back and suck my ass, then suck my cunt. If you do, baby, I'll let you give me the best fuck you've ever given anyone."
"It excites me so much to hear you talk that way," Jerry said in a low tone.
"Get busy, baby, I want you to work your tongue around my ass-hole. I'll just love that."
"I guess you deserve a good rim job."
"Of course, honey, let's do it."
"Get set, honey, because I'm going to propel you to the moon with my tongue."
"You already have, honey, and I want you to do it again."
"I will."
He slipped his tongue forward, permitting it to slide inside his mother's hot anus.
Melinda's entire body began to vibrate immediately from the spirited tongue movements that he generated.
With precision skill, Jerry worked his tongue inside her ass-hole with everything he could muster in the way of enthusiasm.
The more spiritedly he moved his tongue, the faster that the pace became and the more aroused Melinda became.
It impressed Jerry to hear the sounds of the bed springs jangling as his mother's beautiful ass-cheeks bounced up and down from the spirited tempo that Jerry was generating with his fervent tongue.
He kept on with his blistering pace, moving his tongue spiritedly as Melinda decided that she in turn would provide him with a surprise, something to give him even more incentive.
While the hot ass-licking continued, Melinda reached out with her right hand and began to pump up and down on her son's spirited dick.
"I know what will make you hot," Melinda sighed. "If I'd just play with your prick, that will do it. I'll keep up this finger movement, baby, I really will."
Melinda immediately recognized how the pace quickened with respect to the ass-licking as Jerry worked his tongue with everything he had inside her hot ass-hole.
Her body kept on rotating back and forth and the sounds of the bedsprings jangling became more evident than ever from the tremendous impact that he was putting forth.
"Go to my cunt," she finally asserted. "I need you to suck my snatch, darling. I need that kind of action right now."
Jerry put his tongue to work on his mother's moist mound for a second time.
Melinda was only too happy to receive some brisk tongue stabs from Jerry, and the longer that he put his tongue to work, the more aroused she became.
"Finger my ass," she asserted. "Plunge your finger up my ass-hole, baby. I like to have my ass fingered." .
It made Melinda feel good to know that she did have somebody who was willing to extend himself a little bit further. It served as a welcome contrast to Dave's concept of selfish sex, in which he was only concerned with getting his own rocks off.
CHAPTER NINE
Jerry's tongue continued to consistently dart against her warm, soft, velvety vagina.
He liked the moistness, and his tongue kept on rotating as he came into contact with her dewy pussy.
While his tongue kept on winding its way around her vagina, Jerry continued to pump his finger inside her hot ass-hole.
"Keep sliding your tongue," she gasped. "Keep working it, darling. I need your tongue movements. I really mean it. I want to shoot again. I've got to shoot again. It's great, baby, oh, this action is just too much. You really know how to inspire me. You inspire me toward such great heights. Keep your tongue in my pussy. Keep on twisting it inside my mound."
His finger plunged high into his mother's rectum, and he moved her ever closer toward the passionate conclusion to their devastating act.
Her whole body began to come unglued. As she quivered and gasped, the juices began to spill out of her mound and into his waiting mouth.
"You're getting it, honey, you're eating it," she said. "Keep plunging your finger up my ass. Keep fingerfucking, darling, I really need it!"
Jerry swallowed every drop of Melinda's pussy juice, then removed his finger dramatically from her ass-hole.
"I guess I've satisfied you for a while," he said.
"Yes, and no."
"What do you mean by the no?"
"I mean just one thing. I need your dick. I want your hot dick, honey, and I want it right now."
"I'm in the mood to give it to you."
"I figured that you were."
"Oh yes, I'm all set."
Jerry leaned over and let his fingers run over his mother's breasts. He liked the contact with her warm tits, and after maneuvering the fingers for a while he decided that it was time to settle into the act of lovemaking.
"I'll tell you what I really want," he said.
"Just say it, darling."
"I want inside your ass-hole. I want to sodomize you."
"Oh no, that would be too much," she gasped. "Even your father never asked for that."
"But did he ever give you the kind of thrills that I have?"
"At one time he did, honey, but that was a long time ago," she shook her head.
"I've got you turned on every which way, honey. Can you blame me for wanting to fuck your ass?"
"Have you ever run into any girls who would let you do it."
"I did it to two last night," he grinned. "You're kidding?"
"They didn't have any hang-ups at that party," he said. "We all got stoned on pot, and we didn't stop after one cigarette. We kept on going. Sure, I fucked two beautiful asses. But neither one of them was as nice as yours. It's you I really want to fuck, honey. I want your ass-hole. I want it bad."
Jerry gripped his mother's legs with passionate zeal. She could tell from the intensity with which he spoke and with which he grabbed her legs just how much he wanted to fuck her ass-hole.
"I don't know, dear. It kind of scares me," she said.
"It shouldn't. After all, you were scared of a little old marijuana cigarette a few minutes ago. That is, before you tried it."
"I don't care to get a sore ass," Melinda said.
"You're not going to get a sore ass. Oh, it will sting a little, but you'll like it, sting and all. I'm telling you, honey, you'll enjoy ass-fucking."
"I can hardly believe it. My own son asking me if he could fuck my ass."
"Remember what you said before. We're not thinking about each other in that way. We're thinking of each other as lovers."
"You're right," she nodded. "But this is going a little too far, honey."
"No, it's not. It's not going too far. I want you, honey, I really want you bad. You've got such a cute ass. I noticed the way you were grinding it when I was sucking your snatch. It's just the kind of ass I want to fuck. I'll tell you what. I'll lube it."
"How are you going to do that?"
"I'll go into the other room and get some vaseline. I'll slide it on my cock and I'll slide it in your ass-hole."
"And that's supposed to make it a little easier on me?"
"Yes, it will. I've got to have you, darling."
Melinda saw the intensity written all over Jerry's face. She hated to tell him no, since he had done such a beautiful job of satisfying her sexually.
Melinda watched as Jerry got up from the bed and walked in the bathroom.
A few moments later he returned with a jar of vaseline in his hand.
"Just leave everything to me," he whispered, opening the jar of vaseline. "I'll take care of your ass-hole every which way."
Jerry slipped the vaseline into his mother's anus, then slid some over his hard cock.
"You're not going to regret this one bit," Jerry said. "You're going to love ass-fucking, honey."
CHAPTER TEN
Melinda's body shook nervously as Jerry reached out with both hands, gripping her legs, then flipping them over his shoulders.
"This will give me a perfect angle," he explained. "I've got to get inside your ass-hole."
He moved his fingers up and down her legs several times, then pumped his cock forward, permitting it to enter inside her anus.
Jerry recognized that his mother had never been fucked in that way before and, for that reason, he decided to take it a little bit easy in the early stages.
His first thrusting efforts were slow and methodical as he began working his long, hard dick ever deeper inside her ass.
Jerry kept on pumping, and the longer his spirited movements continued, the deeper he proceeded to enter her.
He drove his cock in and out of her anus, enjoying the tightness that he experienced from her ass-hole.
Even though Melinda could feel the sting from his fervent movements, she didn't shrink from them. After a while, just as he had said, she began to enjoy the spirited efforts that he supplied with his long pecker.
He drove his thrusting prick back and forth, sliding it with great rapidity inside her anus.
"Oh, am I fucking you," Jerry said. "You got such a tight ass, baby, and I really enjoy supplying it with good fucks."
"It does hurt."
"But you don't regret it, honey, I know you don't. You like what I'm doing for you, don't you?"
"Yes, I really do."
"That's good. I'm real happy to hear that."
He worked his fingers first over Melinda's breasts, then began to move them up and down her back. Every time he touched the smooth, warm skin it made him feel that much more grateful to think that he had somebody as beautiful as Melinda to fuck.
Even if she was his own mother, he just didn't give a damn at that point. His only concern was that of providing himself and her with as much excitement as possible.
His huge, throbbing penis kept on thrusting magnificently inside her ass-hole. He kept penetrating, and the longer that he fucked her, the deeper that his cock stabbed inside her.
He liked the way that her ass-cheeks began to instinctively wiggle every time that he would penetrate her with his hot dick.
"Stab it in me, stab it in my ass, stab your prick inside me," she gasped. "I never dreamed I could love to fuck this much. It's alright, baby. You're absolutely right, this is exactly what I needed. You know just how to satisfy me. Your fuck is so beautiful. Oh, keep your prick stabbing inside me. I want it inside my ass-hole, darling, I really do."
He moved his fingers from her breasts down to her ass-cheeks, which he gripped firmly as his cock continued to tear relentlessly into her anus.
The vigorous drives continued as he pushed himself all the closer to a dramatic climax.
"I want you in me, oh, I want you in me," she sighed. "I want you to juice in my ass. That would feel great. Just keep it up, honey, oh, keep it up."
The drilling spiritedly continued as he worked ever closer to a dramatic conclusion.
He heaved a loud sigh as the first few droplets of white juice began to spill out of the end of his long penis.
Jerry's entire body quivered as the juice stream commenced, filling her ass-hole.
"That's it, oh, that's it," Jerry said excitedly. "I'm giving it to you, baby, I'm orgasming."
"I feel those wonderful juices," she exclaimed proudly. "You're right, baby, you're giving it to me. I really love it. Oh, honey, it's so great the way we can cut loose. It's such a wonderful fuck!"
"I told you, you haven't lived until you've had your ass fucked," he chuckled. "You're so right."
He watched as the last few droplets of white jism spurted out of his prick. He released his cock, then leaned forward and kissed his mother's lips passionately.
If there was one thing he wanted to do at that point, it was to thank Melinda for all of the satisfaction that she supplied. It hadn't been easy for her to surrender her anus to him, but once she did so she found out just how much she liked it.
Jerry moved his fingers up and down her body, sliding against her breasts, then her stomach.
When he removed his fingers, he realized that he was still good and hot.
"I could still use more action," she said.
"Just a second while I wash off my cock."
Melinda watched as her eager young son jumped up with the bed, prancing swiftly into the bathroom.
She liked to watch the way his ass-cheeks wiggled. He had a sexy way of moving them, and she noticed in particular that he would rotate his buttocks when he fucked her.
Melinda closed her eyes and heard the sound of running water in the bathroom as Jerry washed off his cock.
Once Jerry toweled off his dick, he looked down and observed just how hard it was.
"The goddam thing's hardly gone down at all," he smiled.
Jerry reached out with his right hand, pumping his fingers up and down his cock several times, then released the fingers.
He walked quickly back into the bedroom, showing his huge erection to Melinda.
"I can see I've got a very healthy guy on my hands," Melinda laughed.
"I want you to suck my cock," Jerry said enthusiastically. "You've got just the kind of magic tongue that knows what to do with my prick."
"I know how to suck it."
"It isn't just sucking it, it's knowing how to suck it."
"Do you like refined movements ? I mean, when I start out real slow, maybe work my tongue over your balls for a while, then start to extend my tongue up and down the length of your entire prick?"
"Of course I love that. Who wouldn't?"
"Some guys, like your father, seem to just want to get their rocks off and that's it. Oh, I give him sophisticated movements, but I get the feeling he doesn't appreciate them."
"I'm surprised. I thought that my old man was pretty good in the hay. I just kind of guessed that, but judging by the way you're talking, he isn't."
"He used to be. He still could be, if he wanted to. But he's not really concerned about me, as I told you. He's just concerned about himself."
"You can't be that good at sex when you're all that selfish, can you?" Jerry said.
"No, you can't, darling. It's a case of give and take, and all he knows how to do is take."
"I'm not that way."
"I know you're not, and that's why I like to fuck you," Melinda told her son emphatically. "As a matter-of-fact, I'd like to reach out right now and start fingering your cock and balls. That will get us both excited."
"That's a good warm-up before sucking my prick."
"What do you think I had in mind?" she laughed. "I know just how to get you turned on."
"Go ahead, sweetheart. Oh, I really want it. I want to juice again. This time I want to spill my cock juice into your mouth."
"That's exactly what I expect to happen. I want to taste you."
"It makes me feel good to hear you that enthusiastic. I wish these other chicks I fuck with were that enthusiastic."
"But I thought you said two of them let you fuck their ass-holes last night."
"They did, but they still weren't as enthusiastic about fucking as you are. I've never seen more dedication than what you've shown."
"I'm real happy to hear that."
"Start playing with my prick, honey," Jerry said, reaching out and patting his mother's ass-cheeks playfully.
"I like it when you play with my butt that way," she laughed. "Keep on slapping my ass-cheeks. That's really a groovy sensation."
"I'll do it right now."
Jerry reached out once more, smiling as his hands came into brisk contact with her ass-cheeks.
"That's swell," she sighed. "Oh yes, and it gets me all the more inspired over playing with your prick."
"Work your fingers, baby."
"Hang on a second and I will."
Melinda reached out with her right hand, pumping up and down on the base of her son's long spear.
She could tell from the way that his body immediately began to quiver just how much sensation he was receiving from her efforts.
"You're doing it beautifully," Jerry said. "Don't change a thing, honey. You really know how to play with my prick. You're going to get me real hot, and then I'm going to explode my hot juices in your mouth."
"That really sounds delicious," she laughed.
"It's going to be delicious."
She pumped more vigorously than ever, working her fingers up and down the base of his long stem. As she continued maneuvering over his huge member, she felt a certain degree of contentment. She had pleased him by letting Jerry fuck her ass, and she felt that, as a result a big hurdle had been surpassed.
She had feared the idea of an ass fuck, but Jerry proved that her fears were groundless. She had enjoyed the sensations, and wouldn't mind in the least being fucked that way again.
In the meantime, her fingers kept on moving as vigorously as she could, up and down Jerry's entire rod. It was magnificent action, and both of them enjoyed every bit of it.
"Just keep pumping," Jerry said, "until I tell you to stop. About that time I'll be ready for you to start sucking my prick."
"I'm ready to do that any time," she told him.
"Let's just keep this going a little while longer," he said hoarsely, his legs trembling from the brilliant efforts that she put forth with her fingers.
"Whatever you say, baby. It's your cock, and I'm determined to please you."
"I'd say you're doing a fantastic job."
"I'm doing my best."
"Your best is always certain to be good enough," he laughed.
And the faster that Melinda pumped, the better he liked it.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Melinda was overcome with excitement as she looked down at Jerry's cock.
She moved her fingers against it, stroking lengthily, working her fingers at top speed as she manipulated them around her son's prick.
Jerry lay back and enjoyed the movements, but through it all he found himself becoming swept away in a greater sea of passion. He knew that he had to obtain another orgasm, and fast, and recognized that Melinda was just the person to aid him along in that pursuit.
"I want you to suck my prick," he told her. "Come on, honey, and do it."
"I'm going to really give you I work-over this time," she smiled.
"I'm waiting for it."
"That's good," she smiled.
Melinda worked down toward Jerry's balls with her tongue. She began by licking the very tip of it, then moving her tongue down to his scrotum.
As her tongue went to work, whip lashing against Jerry's testicles, he spread his legs and grinned joyously.
"This I love," he said. "You really know how to tickle my balls, baby."
She slid her tongue with magnificent ease over his testicles, enjoying every passionate movement. Every time she come into contact with his balls, he became that much more excited about the way things were going.
"You can play with my prick at the same time," he said with great excitement. "Work your fingers around the whole cock, baby. Work them up and down. I really want that, darling."
Melinda reached out with her right hand, allowing her fingers to stroke the entire length of Jerry's hot organ.
The longer that Melinda put her fingers to work on Jerry's passionate prick, the hotter he became in both his cock and balls.
She could tell as she manipulated her tongue more freely and passionately than ever over his cock, just how hot Jerry was getting.
The balls began to bulge more freely than ever, and the warmth was intensified within both his cock and his balls.
Her tongue kept on sliding around his testicles, and all the while her fingers continued to glide up and down his stiff dick.
The stirring action continued as Jerry felt himself moving ever closer toward climax. He knew that he had to time things just right, otherwise he would shoot while she was still toying with his cock, rather than more appropriately when she had it in her mouth.
Jerry couldn't help but notice how much more passionately his mother stroked his cock than she had on previous occasions. Even though she put everything she had into those earlier efforts, there was something about the experience of periodic sex with him that caused her to get better.
She developed a great deal of confidence in what she was doing, and it definitely manifested itself as she fingered his cock and sucked his balls.
"You better get on my cock, honey," Jerry sighed passionately. "I need for you to suck me there, otherwise I'm going to be off. I really am. I'm getting so hot honey, I can hardly stand it. You really made my balls scorch."
Melinda contentedly switched her tongue from Jerry's balls to his cock.
She began with slow, smooth, rhythmic tongue stabs over the foreskin of his penis.
While she let her tongue exercise itself with great skill over Jerry's cock, Melinda worked the fingers of her right hand over his balls and the fingers of her left over the entire base of his cock.
The action was greatly intensifying as she kept up the pace, recognizing that soon she would cause her loving son to explode.
She soon extended the movements of her sucking from the very tip of his cock down to the entire length of it.
As she worked her tongue with swift, precise strokes, she continued to play with his balls, exercising her fingers with great interest.
She could tell from the way that Jerry's body was beginning to quiver that he couldn't take much more of this kind of passionate action.
Melinda couldn't help but recognize just how much more fun it was to provide her son Jerry with the utmost in sexual pleasure than it was to have sex with his father.
Dave was actually very dull in sex compared to Jerry, and he definitely appeared to lack Jerry's artistic appreciation for sexual activity.
Back and forth she kept on sucking, moving Jerry ever closer to the moment of climax. Jerry could hardly hold back the hot spurts of juice that would soon be forthcoming from the end of his cock.
He wanted to make certain that he didn't explode too fast. He wanted to let the passionate tempos build some more before shooting his juices off in Melinda's mouth.
His body continued to rock as she kept up her brilliant tongue and finger stabs. While her tongue was sliding up and down his long cock, she exercised her fingers with precision over both his balls and the base of his long cock.
Finally, Melinda decided to release her fingers from the base of his dick. At that point she felt it was time for her to exercise her tongue at top speed over the course of his entire cock.
She got busy, working her tongue with everything she had and it maneuvered speedily up and down the full length of Jerry's hard penis.
His body was giving way under the pressure of her stimulating movements, and a smile of contentment surfaced on Jerry's lips as he recognized just how close he was drawing to the ultimate moment of climax.
"Keep sucking," he sighed. "Your tongue is working like a suction cup, baby. You really know how to turn me on. Keep working. That's it, slide it a little faster. Move it up and down my whole cock, baby. Work it fast, darling, I really love what you're doing. I love that action. Suck me, baby, oh, go ahead and suck me, darling."
His ass-cheeks flounced with great desire on the bed as she continued to apply her tongue rigorously, moving it up and down the entire length of his cock.
Her head bobbed with great skill and desire as she put every bit of impact she could muster into every stroke.
They moved ever closer to the big moment, that at which she would taste his juices and that in which he would let them burst into her mouth.
"Keep sucking," he said, "Don't let up, baby ... ah, this feels so good! My prick is burning up and so are my nuts. Keep working your tongue, doll, keep working it fast."
Her fingers focused on his balls. She squeezed them gingerly as she kept on bobbing her head up and down, sliding her tongue over every inch of his huge, steaming cock.
"Eat it! Eat my cock juice!" he cried out with impatience.
Jerry reached out with his trembling fingers and allowed them to run through his mother's hair.
He could feel the sweat from all of the activity in which she had engaged. He knew that she had put everything she had into every solid stroke and, now that she was nearing the point of explosive climax, it made Jerry feel very good.
"Keep sucking, keep driving your tongue," he encouraged. "I'm going to spill my juices in your mouth. I'm really going to explode them into you, baby. Go ahead and suck, sweetheart. Oh, you've got to keep sucking! I don't want you to slow down one bit. I'm itching all over. Oh, I feel a burning itch! I can't take much more of these beautiful movements. You're too much, darling, oh, you're just too much! Keep sucking, keep driving your tongue, keep going after my juices!"
His balls were on fire from all of the attention that she provided, and he moved with excitement that much closer to climax.
He finally heaved a loud sigh, after which the first few droplets of his white orgasmic liquid began to spill from the end of his aroused peter and into her waiting mouth.
"Go get it, honey, go get my juices!" he cried out. "Oh, honey, the itch is greater than ever. i can't stop itching. I feel so hot, darling, oh, go after it, honey!"
His legs trembled and his heart pounded as the stream of hot, white juice continued to spill from out of the end of his long dick and into her mouth.
"Go after the stuff, baby, eat every drop of it," he called out happily. "This is what I call a suck! Ah, honey, I love it."
While the last few droplets of his hot, white orgasmic liquid spurted out of his prick, Jerry ran his fingers soothingly through his mother's hair.
He was gratified over the way that she had sucked his cock, and he liked best of all the way in which she had devoured his jism once it spilled out of the end of his lengthy prick.
"Oh, that was what I would call a fuck," Jerry said. "You were just beautiful, baby. I loved that so much. It was just great. I do love you so much, darling."
"And I love you too, baby," his mother said, "very much."
"I really am glad to hear that," he told her.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It was several days following Melinda's torrid sex episode with Jerry.
She felt a little disappointed over the fact that Jerry was gone much of the time, but Melinda didn't want to stand in his way.
After all, he was a young man, and as such he should have every right to develop as many social contacts as he could. She just hoped that he wouldn't be running around with the wrong people.
One evening after Jerry had gone off on a date, Melinda was sitting around watching television, getting bored as she wondered what had happened to her husband, Dave.
She realized that by that time, a few minutes past eight, he was generally home, but she always knew there was the possibility of him stopping off somewhere and having a few drinks.
Suddenly the telephone rang. Melinda answered it, immediately hearing Dave's drunken voice on the other end of the line.
He burst into silly laughter.
"Is this my beautiful wife?" he began, after the laughter had subsided.
"Where are you, Dave?" Melinda answered coldly.
"I'm in a little bar a few blocks away from the bank. You know how stuffy the damned banking business can be, honey. A guy has to get out of the goddam place and let his hair down sometimes."
"I understand, but I'll tell you something. I really don't think that you have an excuse."
"Honey, baby," he laughed, "don't hand me any crap. I called to talk about something nice, not something dreary."
"Of course, everything's beautiful when you're drunk. But the next day when you wake up with a king-sized hangover, things are a little different."
"like hell," he erupted angrily. "I'm not the least bit drunk. Oh sure, I had a few drinks, but
I'm not drunk by any manner of means."
"I beg to differ."
"You sure do know how to hand me a lot of crap, don't you?" he growled. "I just wanted to tell you I'll be home soon."
"Whatever you do, drive carefully."
"I always drive carefully."
"But you've had a lot to drink. I don't want you to be smashed up in an accident."
"Just don't you worry about anything."
"Should I fix you any dinner? I had dinner with Jerry more than two hours ago."
"You don't have to fix a thing. Oh, you can whip up a pitcher of martinis."
"It sounds like you need something like that very bad."
"Now get off this damned sarcasm kick!" he exclaimed. "I'm sick of listening to this kind of crap. I really don't like it."
"Sorry about that."
"You don't sound it."
"I'll fix you your martinis. Now is everything better?"
"Yeah, I guess so," Dave laughed loudly. "I'm going to bring somebody home."
"Who?"
"You'll find out," Dave laughed. "I think you're going to be quite pleased. We're going to have a nice party."
"Look, I'm not in the mood to entertain," Melinda said sadly. "It's bad enough to have you coming home this drunk, dear. I'm not in the mood to take care of two people like you."
"I'm really getting pissed off at your attitude!" Dave exclaimed. "Now, honey, you'll really enjoy meeting this person. We'll have a good time! Fix those martinis and we'll be there in a few minutes."
At that point Dave hung up the phone.
Melinda sighed, then walked into the kitchen to fix the pitcher of martinis.
Before Dave arrived, she downed two quick drinks. She felt that might be the only way to tolerate what was about to occur.
She was flabbergasted when Dave opened the door and walked inside the house with a tall, willowy blonde in her late twenties.
"I want you to meet Kay Devon," Dave grinned, drunkenly.
"Hello," Kay beamed. "Gee, you're even better looking than your husband cracked you up to be."
Melinda eyed Kay coldly.
"You really are a bold one, Dave," she turned on her husband disgustedly. "You bring another woman home right in front of me and think nothing of it."
"Hang on there," Dave said. "Don't go throwing around any accusations. I'm bringing her home because she's a nice gal and I thought that you'd like to meet her."
"I met her. I feel like going to bed now," Melinda said disgustedly.
"Hang on a second," Dave growled. "Tell her that we haven't engaged in any hanky panks, honey."
Dave turned toward Kay with desperation.
"That's right, dear," Kay nodded. "Besides, I think you're cuter than he is."
Dave burst into loud laughter.
"That little barb calls for a drink," Dave said. "Let's all adjourn into the kitchen."
Dave walked over and grabbed his wife, pressing her body toward his. He kissed her lips playfully, then upon releasing her, grabbed her left hand and dragged her out into the kitchen with him.
The three of them enjoyed a drink, after which Dave threw his left arm around Kay.
He leaned forward and kissed Kay's lips.
"It's time for me to go to bed," Melinda said. "If you two want to ball, please pick a motel room."
"You upset your wife," Kay said, as Dave released his lips from her.
"Come on, honey," he called out to Kay as he got up from the chair. "I'll smooth this whole thing over."
"I'm not so sure," Kay replied. "I don't want to get caught in the middle of a domestic triangle. I like to fuck with no strings attached."
"My wife is just a little temperamental," Dave explained. "Everything will work out just fine, honey. Just give us a little time. Come on and follow me."
Kay walked a few steps behind Dave as he walked quickly into the bedroom he shared with Melinda.
When he flung open the door and walked inside, Melinda, who was lying on the bed, looked up at him and exclaimed hurtfully:
"You should at least knock."
"Honey, don't get so upset," Dave said. "I brought Kay home after describing you. She said that you're the type of woman she really admires."
"Is that right?" Melinda looked over at Kay.
"That's absolutely right," Kay smiled. "As a matter-of-fact, like I just said, you're even better looking than I figured you to be. And he cracked you up to be pretty good."
"Just what is your game, Kay?" Melinda looked at her with great curiosity.
"That's a helluva question to ask a girl," Dave laughed tensely.
"No, I think it's perfectly appropriate," Kay exclaimed. "I like you, honey. I'd like to give you lots of pleasure."
"You're a very beautiful young woman, Kay, but this doesn't happen to be my bag at all," Melinda said.
"Don't be such a goddam spoil-sport," Dave said. "Hell, I'd like to watch something like this. I've never yet seen two beautiful chicks make it, and it's high time that I did."
"So you'd use your own wife as a guinea pig?" Melinda said.
"Oh no, it's nothing like that. I just think that pleasure comes in different ways. Just like Kay said at the bar. She told me quite a bit about her feelings, and I've got to agree that she's right."
"That's so very noble of you," Melinda replied sarcastically.
"Stop trying to put me down," Dave said unpleasantly.
Kay moved slowly toward the bed. She moved her willowy body down inside it, then pushed her lips forward, allowing them to plunge against Melinda's.
Since Melinda had been engaged in an argument with her husband, she was taken totally off guard. She hadn't even seen Kay closing in on her.
Melinda did her best at first to struggle free of Kay's grasp, but soon, for some reason, she found herself enjoying the stimulating movements of the woman's lips pressing with great desire against her own.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Once Kay Devon had significantly weakened Melinda's resistance, she seized upon her advantage.
Her fingers worked smoothly on Melinda's dress. She quickly unbuttoned it while Melinda lay in a daze, protesting, but not protesting nearly as vigorously as she could have.
"Stop it, what are you doing?" Melinda gasped.
"I want to fuck you, baby. I want to eat your box. I want to suck your ass-hole. I want to make love to you from head to toe, darling. You're so beautiful."
She quickly removed the dress, then undid the strap which held together Melinda's bra.
Once she removed Melinda's bra, Kay was all set to run her fingers over Melinda's tits.
"Boy, you said your wife had great tits, Dave. You weren't kidding one bit."
"I guess I wasn't," Dave said. "You've got a pretty good set of knockers yourself. I want to see them naked and on display."
"You'll be seeing them soon enough," Kay promised.
"That's good, because that's part of the deal. You know how it is. I want to see both of you broads naked."
"Get away from me," Melinda sighed. "This whole thing is utterly ridiculous. I just don't understand it."
"Contain yourself, honey," Dave laughed. "You know damned well you want this chick to eat your box."
"I don't want anything of the kind."
"Sure you do," he said.
Kay let her tongue drop down to Melinda's left breast. As she moved her tongue sweepingly over it,, she enjoyed the stroking motions.
Once again Melinda was overcome by what was happening. Her body began to quiver, and she recognized that even though it wasn't a pleasant admission for her to make, that Kay had the tongue skills to make her extremely happy.
Kay's tongue kept on working over her left breast, then slid over to Melinda's right breast.
Kay's tongue kept on sliding with great ex-hileration, making Melinda feel more strained than ever. Even though Melinda recognized that having sex with a woman was something bizarre, at least to her, she couldn't help but also realize that there were skills that could be attached to such activity.
Melinda lay there and watched Kay work on her left breast, then proceeded over to her right, utilizing the same brisk tongue movements.
Kay released her tongue from Melinda's right tit, then moved her fingers down toward Melinda's panties.
"I'm going to get your panties off," she exclaimed, "so I can play with your butt!"
"This really is getting exciting," Dave laughed.
While Kay was engaged in industriously stripping Melinda, Dave began to take off his clothes.
Dave worked his way down to his shorts, then pulled them off, after which he reached out with his left hand and began to slide his fingers up and down the length of his long dick.
"It feels so good to finger my cock," Dave laughed. "I've got a good long dick, and I really like pumping on it."
The longer that Dave focused his eyes on what was transpiring in the bed, the more invigorated he became, and hence the quicker his finger movements became over his long rod.
He watched as Kay slid Melinda's panties smoothly down her creamy legs.
"What legs you've got," Kay said excitedly. "You're great, honey, you've got everything going for you. You're quite a woman. I'm going to take off your panties, then I'm going to suck you. I'm going to suck your hot ass-hole."
There was something about the way that Kay announced her intentions that couldn't help but make Melinda feel overwhelmed with a sense of passionate curiosity. She wondered just what it would be like if the beautiful young blonde would turn her tongue loose on her ass-hole.
She completed the act of removing Melinda's panties, then reached out with her right hand and let her fingers slide over Melinda's snatch.
Kay's fingers worked with great swiftness, causing Melinda's body to react noticeably. Melinda's ass-cheeks twisted and turned as Kay kept up the hot, fervent movements with the fingers of her right hand.
"Oh, I love playing with you," Kay said. "But just wait until I turn my tongue loose on your ass-hole."
"Go ahead and do it," Dave encouraged, continuing to move his fingers briskly up and down his long dick. "Move your tongue inside her ass-hole, honey. That would really be a thrill for me to watch. I'd really dig looking at something like that."
Kay's fingers worked their way down to Melinda's buttocks, which she vigorously massaged.
While the fingers kept coming into brisk contact with Melinda's firm ass-cheeks, Kay dipped her tongue into Melinda's ass-hole.
She stroked ever so briskly, moving the tongue at a quick pace from the very outset.
She worked the tongue with great confidence, recognizing that she would get Melinda highly agitated by working it around at a convincing pace.
The thrusting tongue continued to make great strides as Kay worked it fervently, high into Melinda's hot ass-hole.
All the while Kay kept additional action going by maneuvering her fingers around lovely Melinda's ass-cheeks.
Melinda was overcome by it all at that point. She could barely comprehend all that was happening to her. Every time, however, that she heard Dave laugh or shout encouragement, she became more disgusted.
She could see that she was being used once more by Dave as a means of satisfying his sexual curiosity. He had wanted to see what would happen when lovely Kay turned her tongue loose on Melinda and now he was finding out, and Melinda resented it.
"Keep sucking her ass out, honey, keep turning on the heat," Dave called out. "You're really good with your tongue, baby. I've got to hand it to you."
Kay's fingers continued to manipulate swiftly over Melinda's ass-cheeks while her tongue penetrated into the innermost private depths of Melinda's ass-hole.
Melinda's whole body was fluttering with great excitement as the lovely blonde kept on sucking, permitting her tongue to dart effectively high into Melinda's anus.
Melinda began to twist her ass-cheeks as the sensations began to multiply as a result of Kay's hot efforts.
"You're really going to work," Dave laughed. "Keep your tongue working, baby. I really like what you're doing."
The spirited action continued as Kay worked her tongue around inside Melinda's ass-hole.
Melinda's body was swiftly spinning out of control, from the swift, well-timed movements that Kay consistently put forth against her ass-hole.
Dave was jerking more rapidly than ever on his penis, pumping his fingers up and down his long rod as he watched the developing action that was unfolding between the two girls.
"I figured you could turn Melinda on," Dave said. "If anybody could, Kay, baby, it would be you. It's really a blast, watching you two girls go at it. Fuck up a storm, girls. Go after her cunt, Kay. I know that's what you're going to do after you've had your kicks sucking out her ass-hole."
Kay's tongue darted with every ounce of energy she could provide, and she was already thinking one step ahead, just like Dave. She was savoring her initial contact with Melinda's mound, and it was just a question of when that first penetration would occur.
While Kay's tongue kept on probing the inner depths of Melinda's ass-hole, she reached out with her fingers and clutched Melinda's thighs.
She enjoyed touching Melinda's beautiful legs, and every time that she let her fingers come into contact with any part of Melinda's body, it served only to make Kay that much more passionately aroused.
"Keep sucking her," Dave said. "You've got the tempo, honey, you've got the tongue. You really know how to use it."
Kay worked her fingers consistently over Melinda's ass-cheeks. After she would maneuver the fingers over another part of Melinda's body, she would always return to Melinda's sleek buttocks.
She knew that she was in the closing stages of the ass-sucking, and it was just a question of time before she would turn her attention to the pussy-sucking.
But she wanted to make certain that she got every bit of stimulating satisfaction she could from each and every tongue stab.
Melinda's buttocks twisted and turned from Kay's hot stabs.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Kay thrust her tongue down between Melinda's legs.
The gorgeous blonde observed the manner in which Melinda's legs were quivering. She recognized that she was ready for some impact and had her tongue set to slide around inside her box.
"Suck her snatch, baby, work your tongue around her twat," Dave called out encouragement.
Melinda still couldn't help but be disgusted at the way that Dave was carrying on. It burned her up to think that she was always being used by him as some form of sexual guinea pig.
But through it all she continued to be turned on by her lovely admirer.
Kay's fingers worked freely up and down both of Melinda's legs, and as she massaged Melinda's legs she worked her tongue down toward Melinda's box.
"Get set, baby, for a good suck," Dave laughed.
Dave's fingers were working freely up and down the length of his entire cock, while he watched gorgeous Kay work her tongue over Melinda's slit.
She began with slow, stroking movements, but soon began to accelerate. Soon she worked her tongue at a fast clip, making certain that she extended her efforts throughout the area of Melinda's entire mound.
While Kay let her tongue come into contact with Melinda's pussy, she determined that it would be a good idea to provide Melinda's ass with action as well.
She had liked very much the stimulating movements that had occurred when she had plunged her tongue high into Melinda's ass-hole, and she felt that at this point in time she could enjoy herself by letting her right index finger plunge inside Melinda's ass-hole.
Her finger darted and stabbed high inside Melinda's ass, and, the moment that Melinda's ass-hole began to receive sensations from Kay's hot finger, her entire body began to sway.
The double sensations were almost too much for Melinda, and she moved close to an orgasm.
"Eat her, eat her box," Dave called out.
The burning sensations were multiplying within Melinda's vagina. The white heat built gradually from the steady contact that was taking place, and Melinda couldn't help but luxuriate in the solid enjoyment of what was occurring.
She felt the heat extending itself throughout her entire body, on the basis of the spirited sucks that were occurring.
"Work your tongue, suck me," Melinda said. "It feels so good."
Even though Melinda was anything but sold on the idea of Lesbian sex, she couldn't help but concede that there were a whole variety of sensations that could be derived as a result of having a girl suck your snatch.
The longer that her burning tongue manipulated, the more eager Melinda felt to release her juices inside her pursuer's mouth.
As for the finger stabs, they were being administered with greater abandon. Kay's hot finger kept on plunging high into Melinda's ass-hole, making Melinda happier.
"Keep finger-fucking her," Dave called out, continuing to jerk on his hot prick. "Come on, baby, give her plenty of sensation."
The spirited sucking continued, and Melinda realized that she would soon be releasing her juices.
It felt good to be receiving the solid sucks of a woman who was very much impressed by her. It was much better than having to put out all the time for Dave. Even though she didn't like the idea of fucking a girl, it was in many respects preferable to Dave.
"I've got to shoot pretty fast," Melinda finally exclaimed. "I really do have to shoot. Oh, I feel real good! You are really tonguing me. You're tonguing my box, honey. Keep working your tongue. Oh, that's it! Keep on finger-fucking me. Plunge your finger high up my ass-hole! I want it, oh, honey, how I want it!"
Kay opened up to the greatest extent possible, sending her surging finger high and deep inside Melinda's ass-hole.
The trembling Melinda could no longer hold back the juices within her.
The come shot out of her pussy, and Kay was right there to grab off every drop.
"That I like," Dave said. "As a matter-of-fact, I almost shot my juices just watching."
Dave exhibited his hard cock, but Kay was still carried away with Melinda. "That wife of yours is so cute," she said. "How about me?"
"like I said when I came in here, I dig her more than I do you."
"But I hope that won't stop you from having some sex with me," Dave said with disappointment.
"No, I might be able to squeeze you in," she laughed. "But not until I've had my fun with Melinda."
"But you've finished sucking me, darling," Melinda reminded her. "What more do you want?"
"It's very simple. I want to fuck you again."
"What do you want to do this time?"
"I want to go at it sixty-nine style," Kay smiled.
"Oh no, I couldn't do that," Melinda shook her head.
"Sure you could," Dave promptly intervened. "What the hell do you think this is? Sure you could sixty-nine with her. If she can suck your pussy, then you sure as hell ought to be able to suck hers."
"I've never done anything like that before," Melinda looked up at her husband and protested.
"There's always a first time, baby," Kay said, running her fingers softly over Melinda's face.
"I really wouldn't want to experience a first time at that," Melinda shook her head.
"Of course you would," Kay said disappointedly. "Come on now, baby, and let's do it. Let's have ourselves a beautiful fuck."
"You heard what she said," Dave said, standing over Melinda and intimidating her with his glare.
"Why are you forcing the issue?" Melinda asked.
"It's very simple," Dave replied. "I'm forcing the issue because I want to fuck her. And the best opportunity I'm going to have to screw her is to do things her way. That means you cooperate."
"I see. I'm glad that you have such a noble objective."
"In this world you've got to look out for yourself baby, and that happens in bed as often as it does outside it," Dave laughed, looking down once more at his huge cock.
"I want you again, baby," Kay said.
Kay manipulated her body on top of Melinda's. Melinda couldn't help but feel a certain tingle shoot through her body as she observed Kay positioning her buttocks and vagina just above her head.
"We've got a great angle," Kay exclaimed. "All you've got to do is start sucking, baby. Just work your tongue against my mound. We'll have a ball, sweetheart."
"I don't know if I like this idea."
"I'm going to start twisting my tongue around your twat," Kay revealed. "After I've sucked for a little while, you can go to work maneuvering your tongue around my pussy."
Melinda was in a state of bewilderment as Kay resumed her sucking.
While Kay worked her tongue along Melinda's box, Melinda began to wonder if she would be willing to do what Kay had requested.
There was something about the determination inherent in Kay's hot, sucking movements that drew Melinda closer to her. But that still didn't mean that she would necessarily be willing to suck the other girl's mound.
As the brilliant tongue efforts continued, however, Melinda recognized that it would be a good idea for her to reciprocate.
After all, Kay was doing a skilled job of sucking her hot snatch!
While Kay continued to maneuver her tongue around Melinda's gorgeous box, she reached out once more with her finger, probing Melinda's ass-hole.
The burning movements continued to accelerate within Melinda, and she finally realized that she ought to suck the other girl's snatch.
Her heart pounded with great eagerness as Melinda released her tongue for the first time inside Kay's mound.
Kay was already moist down there in her love pit, and as Melinda worked her tongue feverishly, she found that Kay in turn was more inclined to work her tongue rapidly.
They kept up their brilliant movements, matching each other on a stroke for stroke basis. Melinda couldn't believe just how carried away she was becoming now that she was plunging her tongue into Kay's love gash.
Their ass-cheeks were swaying back and forth under the impetus of the brisk tongue movements that they steadily put forward.
With steady determination, and teamwork, the girls moved each other that much closer toward climax.
They plunged their fingers high into each other's ass-holes, and that caused their bodies to twist and turn with that much more overwhelming grace as they continued applying the heat to each other.
"Keep it up, girls, you're really getting me horny watching you," Dave exclaimed.
The longer that the tongues worked, the faster that Dave worked his fingers up and down his cock.
Dave was beginning to recognize that he would have to slow up the pace of the finger action, or otherwise he would shoot prematurely. He wanted to have his orgasm for lovely young Kay.
The girls worked their way toward a mutual climax, and it was obvious to both of them that they would be shooting at just about the same point in time, if not at an identical juncture.
It was Melinda who shot first, releasing her juices into Kay's mouth.
The moment that Kay tasted Melinda for a second time, her body twisted, and the juices began to spill out of her pussy.
"You girls are really something to watch," Dave said as he worked his fingers up and down his prick.
Once Kay finished sucking Melinda to climax, she released her tongue from Melinda's mound.
"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did," she looked at Melinda and smiled.
"I did," Melinda nodded.
"Then I guess I taught you something."
"Yes, I learned I could have fun making it with another woman."
"Yes, you did. And that's a pretty worthwhile objective."
Dave walked over toward the bed. His fingers were continuing to mansuver over his prick. "I need some action here," he said. "I hope that
I can fuck your pussy, Kay."
"That's what you want, darling?"
"I sure do. Remember, I delivered on my part of the bargain. So now it's time for you to come through on yours."
"You're right."
Kay looked over at Dave and grinned.
"Just spread those legs and I'll take care of the rest," Dave winked.
"I just bet you will," Kay said with satisfaction.
Melinda got up from the bed, watching as Kay spread her legs.
Ordinarily Melinda would be incensed by the thought of her husband having sex with another woman, but after her wild Lesbian escapade with Kay, she was inclined to look at things a little differently.
Melinda's eyes remained focused on Dave and Kay.
Dave jumped into bed with Kay, running his fingers smoothly over her breasts.
While the fingers came into steady, fervent contact with Kay's tits, he let his lips plunge against hers several times.
As Dave began to tweak Kay's nipples, the gorgeous blonde settled back and smiled, preparing for a brisk fuck.
. "Just keep on playing with my tits. Just keep on having fun," Kay exclaimed. "I like it, honey. You've got pretty good movements."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Dave gave Kay a fervent tongue bath.
He began by working his tongue eagerly over her breasts, leaving a trail of saliva on each of them as he worked his tongue with darting inv pact.
The faster that he moved his tongue over her tits, the better it made him feel to know that he was getting to make love to this beautiful woman. Also, he was happy to recognize that his wife was well enough adjusted to what was happening to where she was no longer as upset as she would have been under normal circumstances.
Melinda was standing by the side of the bed, intently watching every movement that took place.
Dave kept up the steady movements over his lover's breasts for several moments, then let his tongue go to work on her left earlobe.
With burning intensity he let his tongue go to work inside the ear, permitting his tongue to stab with brilliant determination.
Following some hot tongue stabs over the ear, he worked his tongue into her other ear, repeating the same brisk movements.
His tongue twisted with fiery passion, and Kay's body in turn began to twist and rotate from the brilliant activity that he was supplying.
Once Dave succeeded in obtaining some hot satisfaction trom sucking her breasts and ears, he let his tongue work its way up and down her left leg.
Every now and then his teeth would nibble ever so gingerly against the skin, and all the while he was moving forward, permitting his long dick to increase in excitement.
"I'm ready to fuck you," he finally said. "I can't take any more of this action, honey. I'm just too far gone. I've got to drive my burning cock into you."
"Go ahead and fuck me," she replied. "It will be beautiful." Dave worked his cock forward, permitting it to slide inside Kay's mound.
He penetrated it initially with one sharp stroke, then proceeded to move forward, letting his cock slide ever so rhythmically inside Kay's hot slit.
He liked the way that Kay was allowing her ass-cheeks to spin with his movements. She had a keen sense of timing, and knew just what it would take to get him turned on to the utmost extent.
Dave's fingers indented themselves against Kay's lovely thighs, and as his ass-cheeks kept rotating back and forth, he found himself penetrating her more deeply than before.
"Suck my ass-hole," Dave called out to Melinda. "Come on, Melinda baby, suck my ass. I really want you to go to town with your tongue. That's just the kind of impetus that I need in order to get the most out of my fuck."
Melinda climbed back into bed, leaning forward and permitting her tongue to come into contact with her husband's anus.
She still couldn't help but feel she was being used but did not know any way out.
Her tongue spun uncontrollably inside his hot ashole, driving with spirited determination as she kept up the action.
"That's what I like," Dave nodded, "This way I've got all the incentive in the world. I'm fucking a beautiful gal's cunt, and my wife is sucking my ass-hole. This is what I like in order to fuck. I like just letting myself go all the way."
He kept on thrusting his cock forward, pushing it ever deeper inside Kay's willing vagina.
He moved his fingers from Kay's thighs to her ass-cheeks. The fingers roamed the creamy surface of her buttocks for several minutes.
After Dave derived some hot sensations from toying with Kay's ass-cheeks, he moved his fingers over toward her breasts.
He closed in hard and fast on Kay's nipples while he kept pumping his cock diligently back and forth, moving it ever closer to climax.
He felt an overpowering itch developing in his cock and balls, and his bulging balls were not far from exploding.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Kay called out. "You really are a cocksman, baby. Usually I prefer fucking a girl, but I must say you've got something going for you. Just like your gorgeous wife has. Keep your cock pumping, darling, keep it pumping fast. I want you to shoot inside my pussy. Let's let it all hang out."
He drilled her with convincing satisfaction, pumping his hot dick with overwhelming desire into the innermost crevices of her warm vagina.
His legs began to tremble as he anticipated exploding his cock juices inside her pussy.
He liked the feel of Melinda's tongue continuing to drive with steady determination inside his ass-hole.
"Keep the tongue moving," he said. "Come on, Melinda baby, and don't let up one bit. I really love it, honey. I love the tongue action."
As Dave moved into the end of the act, he reached out and fondled his lover's ass-cheeks.
While his burning cock continued to pump and glide inside Kay's pussy, he felt the first few droplets of white jism spilling out of the end of his cock.
"This is it, oh, this is really it," he said. "What a fuck, what a burning fuck. What a grinding ass you've got, baby."
"You like the way I grind?"
"It's a thing of beauty."
"I'm glad you love fucking me so much."
"Oh, I wouldn't be normal if I didn't."
He leaned forward and kissed her lips several times while the final few droplets of his orgasm were unleashing themselves into her mound.
Melinda released her tongue from Dave's ass-hole, and he reached down and patted her on top of the head.
"You're a pretty good wife," he grinned.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Now that Dave had exploded his juices once, he was determined to do it again.
He looked down at his hard cock, which had deflated very little as a result of the orgasm.
"Come on, Melinda honey, and show this beautiful chick how we make it," he said. "Pump on my prick."
Melinda faithfully worked her fingers up and down Dave's hard cock, getting it up to the point where it had been prior to orgasm.
"O.K., great. Now I want to stick it in your mouth," he said.
Dave maneuvered her body downward. She lay there on her back, ready to receive his thrusts.
Dave desired to throat-fuck his beautiful wife, moving his body into position and depositing his long stem inside her mouth.
She was taken by surprise, but there was little, if anything, that she could do about it. Her husband had manipulated his body in place, then had begun to thrust his cock inside her.
As he twisted his body back and forth, pushing his cock ever deeper into her mouth, he decided that Kay could also be a part of the act.
"You saw what a good job Melinda did sucking my ass-hole, Kay. You go right ahead and do the same thing," he told her.
Kay was more than happy to contribute to whatever degree she could, and went to work spiritedly with her tongue inside of Dave's anus.
While her tongue wiggled around his ass-hole, he reacted by pushing his cock ever deeper into Melinda's mouth.
"Eat my cock juice, honey, you're going to eat it," he called out with great excitement. "I'm going to spill my jism into your mouth. All of it, baby. You're going to eat my hot stuff. Oh, do I ever have a load waiting for you. You're going to enjoy every drop of my hot cock liquid. Come on and eat it, baby, come on and eat it."
Dave enjoyed the fact that he was able to take complete charge of the total fuck as he kept thrusting his turgid pecker deep inside her mouth.
It was a throat-fuck unlike he had ever believed possible, and he liked the fact that he was holding her in a completely helpless situation, pumping his huge penis as deep as he could inside her throat.
While his prick kept on tearing inside her mouth, Kay kept things going on a good keel with respect to the ass-sucking which she was providing.
He enjoyed the burning strokes which she delivered with her tongue and it provided him with all the extra incentive he needed to pump his prick into his wife's mouth.
The faster that Kay began to work her tongue, the more sharply that he, in turn, penetrated Melinda's mouth.
"Keep sucking my ass," he said excitedly. "I really love the sucking movements, baby. Oh yes, this is what I call a fuck. This is really a throat-fuck. This is an ass-suck. Oh, this is the kind of a fuck a guy dreams about: getting two beautiful broads at the same time!"
While his cock continued to stab and penetrate inside Melinda's mouth, he reached out with both hands and began to slap at her ass-cheeks.
He loved the penetrating contact of his hands with her skin, and he observed the skin reddening as he kept up his eager pace.
"This is really fucking," he laughed. "I'm really letting it all hang out, baby. I love driving this prick into your mound, baby. Oh yes, honey baby Melinda, I really love it. That's what I dig. I dig hot fucking. I dig throat-fucking, I'm going to spill my jism inside you, Melinda, get set to eat it. Get set to suck out every drop of my hot juice."
Kay was getting aroused by what she was hearing. She was feeling sexier than ever as she rotated her tongue with magnificent grace and dexterity inside of Dave's spinning ass.
He kept on flexing his muscles, probing with superb grace, as he pumped his cock ever deeper into Melinda's mouth.
His throat-fuck reached its highest level as he pushed his cock into her mouth just as deep as it could possibly go.
He moved his fingers abruptly to her breasts, toying with them as he kept on firing his cock forward, moving ever closer to the point at which he would spill his white juices inside her mouth.
"Eat the prick juice," he called out excitedly. "Oh, baby, are you ever going to get a treat. You're going to get a hot, naked lunch. It's going to be a lunch you're going to enjoy. My burning cock is going to spurt, then I'm going to spill my hot stuff inside you."
As Kay kept on sucking his ass-hole, she reached with his fingers and slid them over his hot rotating buttocks.
His breathing was becoming heavier, and his heart pounded with great exhilaration as he kept on moving his prick in and out of her mouth.
A few stabs later he recognized that it would be impossible for him to maintain himself any longer.
The spurts of juice began to spill out of the end of his huge dick, and as it did so, Melinda was totally overwhelmed over what was happening.
She did her best to catch every bit of juice, but it was too much for her. The juices spilled out of both sides of her mouth, and several times she had to cough. She wasn't accustomed to being throat-fucked, and the enormity of Dave's orgasm took her totally by surprise, overwhelming her.
Kay released her tongue form Dave's ass-hole as his cock juices began to spurt.
"Hang in there, honey, eat his load," she called out to Melinda. "He wants it that way. He loves the idea of you eating his juices."
"That's for damn sure," he gasped. "Hang on, baby, eat it, eat my cock juices. I don't want you to waste a single drop!"
Melinda did her best, managing to ride out the storm and hang onto most of his hot load.
As Dave released his cock from Melinda's mouth, she heaved a loud sigh.
"That was a pretty tough fuck," she said.
"I'm disappointed you didn't hang onto the whole thing," Dave shook his head.
"She tried her damndest, honey," Kay said.
"I've got a hunch you'd have hung onto every drop of it," Dave said. "It's too damned bad I didn't fuck your mouth."
"Maybe I would have, but perhaps I have a little more experience than she does."
"She's always been damned funny about blow jobs," he shook his head with disgust. "Well, I guess you can't have everything."
Melinda felt humiliated over the way that her husband treated and talked to her in front of another woman. Also, the act of Lesbian sex was beginning to weigh on Melinda's mind.
She looked at beautiful Kay and wondered why this lovely girl would want to come into her house and tempt her.
But she reserved her greatest degree of silent wrath for Dave. She could hear him handing Kay a big pitch at the bar where he had met her, and and the whole idea burned her up.
Kay left a few moments after Melinda had swallowed Dave's load.
"I hope we can get together again soon," Kay looked at Melinda and smiled. "I'm not so sure," Melinda shook her head.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Melinda couldn't help but be crushed as a result of what Dave had forced her to endure in sex with himself and Kay.
In the days immediately following that episode, she took to drinking a great deal. She also did a lot of sulking, and what made matters worse was the fact that her son, Jerry, was spending so much time out of the house on dates.
Melinda hated to ever impose on Jerry's time. She realized that her affair with him, at best, was only transitory, and she did not want to do anything to ruin his mental outlook about life in general.
She realized how important it was for him to maintain other associations, and for that reason she did not want to step in and take the affirmative action that would deprive him of such relationships.
Melinda spent a good deal of time in bed, and as she lay there, she would fantasize about Jerry and eventually would wind up playing with herself.
She would take the fingers of her right hand and allow them to maneuver over her pussy. She slid the fingers ever so smoothly, keeping up the movements until her juices exploded.
Sometimes, after she finished masturbating, Melinda would burst into tears just thinking about her terrible situation. She wanted Jerry so badly, yet didn't want in any way to impede him from running around to his heart's content.
She could tell that the fact that Jerry bad had sex with her had imparted feelings of guilt into him. He knew that it was anything but accepted to have sex with one's own mother, and, being only sixteen years of age, he was hardly prepared to withstand such a traumatic shock.
One evening, about a week after Melinda had had sex with her husband and Kay, she got a call from Dave.
"I'm drunk," he laughed.
"I can tell."
"You don't have anything against that, do you?"
"I guess not. After all, it's your body."
"Is that, all you can say?"
"What should I be saying?" she replied, a bit impatiently.
"You ought to be concerned."
"I can't win any way," she sighed. "If I get concerned, then I'm being an old biddy who's uptight. If I don't get concerned, then you're wondering why. That's the way it is with a drunk. You just can't please him."
"Hang on there. I'm no drunk."
"What would you call yourself?"
"I'm a guy who enjoys the pleasures of drinking and enjoys the pleasures of a woman's company."
"I'll bet you have one on the string right now," Melinda speculated.
"You're damned right I do," Dave admitted. "She invited me over to her pad, so I just wanted to tell you that it will be a while before' I'll be home."
"Stay the entire night with her if that's what you want," Melinda said. "No, I couldn't do that."
"Why not?"
"Her husband's getting back from a trip to the
East. She's got to pick him up pretty early in the morning."
"I see. I didn't figure it would be moral reasons that would prevent you from staying."
"Hell no," he laughed. "Anyway, I just wanted to call and tell you I wouldn't be home until some time after midnight."
"It's very considerate of you to call."
"I thought so," Dave chuckled. "So I'll see you later, baby."
Melinda burst into tears as she put the phone back on the cradle. It burned her up that her husband was that inconsiderate. He was openly cavorting with another woman and was so brazen about it that he would call her up and let her know.
The hour grew late, and Melinda sat up drinking and watching television. Her mind was so confused that she knew she couldn't sleep, so she just kept on sipping scotch and looking at the television set.
She was having difficulty, though, concentrating on the program that she watched. She had so many other things on her mind.
Melinda was hoping that her son would arrive home at a fairly decent hour. If ever she needed to at least talk to him, it was right then and there.
She heard the sound of the car pulling into the driveway at a few minutes past eleven.
Melinda raised the glass to her lips, finishing the contents of the scotch, and putting down the empty glass.
She waited pensively as she heard footsteps moving toward the front door.
A grinning Jerry opened the door and strolled inside the house.
"Hi there," he began, with a friendly wave.
"Its good to see you, honey," Melinda said. "It must have been a long date."
"You know, just went out with some friends of mine and we cruised the whole town," Jerry said. "We didn't do anything more daring than sip some beer."
"Then why are you out this late?"
"It's only a little after eleven.".
"I guess that isn't so late by your standards."
"No, it's not."
"I've got to remember that today's generation is a little different from mine."
"We've living in a lot more screwed-up world, Mom."
"Yes, we are. I know that is a fact. Particularly tonight."
"What do you mean? Because I'm back later than you think I ought to be?" Jerry looked at her in puzzlement.
"That's not what I mean at all. I'm talking about your father." , "What's the problem with Dad."
"Oh, he called from a bar to let me know he wouldn't be home."
"That's kind of nice of him."
"It sure is," she said sarcastically. "Particularly when you consider that he's over at a married woman's house, and that he'll be balling her until the wee hours of the morning."
"How do you know that."
"He told me."
"Oh no! He did a thing like that."
"He certainly did, darling. The man is about to drive me up a wall."
"Gosh, Mom. That makes me feel awful to hear."
"Could I fix you a drink."
"No, thanks."
"I think I ought to at least fix myself one."
"Oh no. You don't need anything more to drink," Jerry shook his head.
The sympathetic young son sat down on the sofa next to his mother. He began by reaching out and letting his fingers run ever so soothingly through his mother's hair.
"I hate to see you feeling so sad, Mom, I really do," Jerry said softly.
"I'm not much on the idea either."
"I want to kiss you."
"Go ahead, my sweet. I'd love to have you do it."
He leaned his head forward, allowing his tender, red lips to plunge against hers.
He let his lips collide ever so soothingly against Melinda's. They remained pressed for several long minutes.
After a moment's pause, he pushed his lips forward once more. This time he made certain that their lips collided with more devastating impact than they had on the earlier occasion.
Jerry knew something about momentum in the act of lovemaking, and he wanted the second kiss to be that much brisker than the first.
Jerry released his lips from Melinda's, then once more let his lips come into contact with hers. The lips crushed together with enthusiastic joy, and he reached out with both hands, running his fingers ever so spiritedly through his mother's hair.
Melinda's body began to quiver with mounting electricity from the devastating kisses that her son provided.
He finally released his lips from hers, deciding that it was time to allow his tongue to maneuver inside her mouth.
Jerry slipped his tongue into Melinda's mouth, letting it collide with hers. The longer that the tongues spiritedly met, the better that it made him feel to know just how much he was doing to ease his mother's troubled spirit.
She was feeling much better now that Jerry had taken charge of things. His tongue continued to stab with radar-like thrusts against hers, and as the tempo continued to mount he felt that much better about everything that was happening.
Jerry ultimately released his tongue from his mother's mouth, after which he began to undo her dress.
"Baby, let's go into my bedroom," Melinda said. "It's much easier for you to undress me there."
"But I do badly want to do the honors," he pointed out. "I want to get a chance to strip you clean."
"I'm more than happy to give you that opportunity," she sighed. "Oh baby."
Jerry couldn't resist another chance to let his lips come into steady contact with Melinda's.
The lips clashed with spirited excitement, and both of their bodies began to tremble from the spirited contact which they supplied to one another.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The two panting lovers were in the bedroom and Jerry had just finished removing his mother's dress.
He couldn't get over how sexy she looked wearing black lace panties and matching bra.
"I love the contrast," he exclaimed, "of your fresh white skin and the black panties and bra!"
"You look so beautiful, darling. I like it when you're this turned on."
"You got me this way."
He slipped his fingers over her bra, quickly undoing it, then removing it altogether.
Jerry let his tongue work its way one more time inside her mouth. He wanted to engage in some more brisk tongue sensations.
He released the tongue, then let his fingers work their way down toward her panties.
His fingers seized possession of the elastic of her panties. He began to purposefully tug downward at them, sliding the panties down all the way to her thighs, then to her ankles.
While the black lace panties continued to scrape against her beautiful legs, Jerry got another look at his mother's mound.
Every time that he saw her naked cunt revealed, he became much more excited with things.
Once he completed the act of removing Melinda's panties, Jerry reached out with his right hand and began to maneuver his fingers over her pussy.
He drew a steady beat, working the fingers with proficient skill against her red vagina.
Her whole body began to reverberate to the shock waves that his fingers supplied. He kept up his finger movements, working them with great energy over her blazing mound.
He had invigorated her to such an extent that her whole body was twisting and turning rhythmically. All it had taken had been a few finger strokes, after which she was in the midst of a burning torrent of passion.
Back and forth his fingers continued to slide, and every time that he came into contact with her pussy she became that much more aroused.
Finally, the moisture began to surface inside her vagina, and as his fingers kept on working, he enjoyed every spirited dimension.
"I've got to touch your cock," Melinda finally exclaimed.
"I'll take off my clothes," he nodded.
Melinda watched as Jerry got up from the bed. Her eyes followed every spirited movement as he removed his shirt and trousers, then his underwear.
He slipped his body into bed with her, revealing his huge penis.
"I really like the size of your cock," she nodded happily. "It's so healthy, so alive."
"So ready to be fingered!"
"Oh yes."
While Jerry was permitting the fingers of his right hand to go to work on his mother's moist mound, Melinda in turn began to slide the fingers of her right hand up and down the base of Jerry's cock.
She began with slow, methodical strokes, but soon began to pick up the pace, moving her fingers at a much faster pace.
They kept on increasing the level of their finger movements, driving their fingers at a swift pace as their bodies reverberated with every movement.
"I love what you're doing for me," she exclaimed. "Keep your fingers in my passion pit, baby. Work them even faster. That's it, darling, I like it when you work them quickly. Keep your fingers working, honey, keep them working fast."
While Jerry kept up his burning finger pace, she in turn stepped up the flow of activity around his cock as her fingers whip lashed with great precision.
While the fingers of her right hand continued to direct themselves up and down over his lengthy rod, the fingers of her left hand began to glide over his testicles.
Once Jerry began to experience both the cock and testicle action at the same time, he found himself barely able to control his passionate impulses.
He recognized that very shortly he would be forced to part with his spirited juices.
"I've got to start sucking you," he exclaimed, his body twisting helplessly.
"Let's suck each other."
"I want your ass-hole," he whispered.
"Let's start with that," she nodded. "While you're sucking my ass out, I can be doing the same thing to you."
"That sounds like delicious action."
"Oh, it will be. It can't help but be,"
Jerry twisted his body around until he was in a sixty-nine position with his beautiful mother. His body was stationed just across hers, and he was in range of her anus.
Jerry slipped his tongue forward, allowing it to penetrate inside Melinda's ass-hole.
He watched with great glee and satisfaction as her hips twisted with every rhythmic movement that he manifested.
After Jerry had sucked Melinda's ass-hole several times, she in turn went to work with her tongue inside his ass, driving it at a quick, exciting clip.
Pretty soon the two lovers were matching each other briskly on a stroke for stroke basis, driving their tongues at top speed, as they supplied one another with tremendous excitement.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Their steady tongue movements continued inside each other's ass-hole.
Jerry recognized that he had Melinda so hot that they would have to move into the next stage of the action.
He released his tongue dramatically from her anus.
"I've got to suck your pussy," he whispered. "Oh yes, my dear, and I've got to have your cock."
"Let's go to work, baby. Let's do it right now."
"Of course. You know that we're both too hot to wait."
"I guess we are," he laughed.
"No guessing about it, darling. You found out how moist my box was just from fingering it a little bit."
"I certainly did."
"Get busy on my pussy, darling. You've got to suck it."
"You do the same thing with my cock."
"With great pleasure," Melinda winked.
Melinda couldn't get over how much better she felt now that she had received some spirited sexual attention from her handsome young son.
She slid her tongue forward, allowing it to come into contact briskly with the end of Jerry's cock. She moved her tongue at a free clip, maneuvering it quickly but making certain that she didn't work it too fast.
She kept on sliding it back and forth consistently, and Jerry soon picked up the same pace as he began to work his tongue around her mound.
Her snatch was already nice and moist, which provided him with all of the incentive that he needed.
Then began to match each other in a stroke-for-stroke manner, and every time that Jerry would accelerate, so would she.
Melinda liked the idea of working her tongue quickly for a while, then slowing down the pace dramatically.
They both liked the idea of simultaneous action, of giving and taking at the identical moment.
The brisk tongue strokes continued as they worked their way ever closer to the final pinnacle of orgasmic delight.
While their asses twisted, Jerry decided to reach out and grab his mother's buttocks.
It felt good to clutch her ass-cheeks, and as his fingers continued to come into brisk contact with her ass-cheeks, she in turn reached out and grabbed his buttocks.
They squeezed each other's ass-cheeks magnificently, enjoying the stroking action, while their tongues continued to devour one another.
Jerry never once let the pace slacken as his tongue kept on darting inside his mother's mound.
As for Melinda, she couldn't have been any happier than she was at that moment. The longer she let her tongue come into contact with Jerry's cock, the bettter that she enjoyed the entire act.
It even made things feel better from the standpoint of getting the tongue stabs from Jerry.
She reached out with her right hand, running her fingers up and down his flaming testicles while she kept on sucking his cock.
Melinda was so overjoyed that she was unable to withhold her juices. She spurted her pussy juices into his mouth.
Jerry gobbled up every droplet of her joy juice, then swiftly went back to some more sucking.
While Jerry was seeking to devour Melinda's pussy juices for a second consecutive time, she continued to work her tongue with great skill up and down the full length of Jerry's hard pecker.
Her head bobbed as she kept up the brilliant tongue efforts. She drove her tongue ever so spiritedly, working it with passionate, consistent grace.
She could tell from the way that Jerry's hips were swinging back and forth that he was receiving tremendous stimulation, and she recognized that it would not be long before he would be spilling his hot white come inside her mouth.
Their buttocks continued to flail back and forth as they kept up their brisk tongue paces.
Jerry was so close that he could hardly stand it. His cock and balls were ready to explode, and his bulging balls afforded him an overpowering itch that he knew had to be quickly stilled.
The first few droplets of his white juice spurted out of his cock and as his body shook, he felt a tremendous sense of satisfaction.
The orgasm caused him to turn his tongue loose even more passionately than before, as he worked it inside her mound.
The juices began to shoot out of Melinda's excited pussy, and Jerry was there to take advantage of the orgasm.
His tongue gobbled ever so eagerly as he kept on shooting his juices out of the end of his spear and into her waiting mouth.
They finished devouring each other's load, then released their tongues.
Jerry looked at Melinda and smiled, reaching out with his right hand and running it affectionately over her breasts.
"I really loved it," he told her. "It was a great screw, baby."
"Yes, it was, my dear. Do you plan on doing anymore ? "
"Certainly. I can't seem to get enough of you."
"You don't know how good it makes me feel to know that I've got one man around this house who really cares about me."
"You don't think that Dad cares about you at all?"
"He couldn't and still do the things he does."
"Maybe he's just confused."
"Perhaps, but I think it goes beyond that. I think he's a terribly selfish man. But I don't even like to talk about it at a time like this. It's much too beautiful being with someone like you."
"I feel the same way about you.'
Melinda threw her arms around Jerry. She kissed his lips ever so tenderly.
After Melinda released her lips from Jerry's, he looked over at her passionately.
"You know, my cock is still pretty hard," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, I don't think it's gone down at all ever since my last orgasm."
Melinda's eyes traveled down between Jerry's legs. When she got a glimpse of the hardness of his cock, she couldn't help but be impressed.
"You're so right," Melinda nodded. "You do have a beautiful cock, Jerry."
"Do you want to play with it?"
"I would love to."
"Go right ahead."
"I want to massage it."
"Make sure that you give my balls plenty of action at the same time."
"I will. I wouldn't think of doing anything other than the very best by you. I want to see to it that you get as hot as a young man could."
"I like your attitude."
"I like your cock," Melinda laughed.
Once more she went into some brisk finger activities. It made her recall just how brisk a job she had done just a few minutes before. On that occasion, he had exploded his juices into her mouth, after she had done an effective job of fingering his cock.
She felt that if she could just provide the same kind of magnificent thrills for Jerry, that he in turn would provide her with some great excitement.
"Do you like what I'm doing?" she asked.
"Yes, but you can work the fingers a little faster. We're past the methodical stage. I need some real brisk action, and I need it fast."
"You mean you're that hot?"
"I mean I couldn't be much hotter."
"That sounds good. I guess it means you're not that far away from a good, hot fuck."
"You'd be amazed at how close I am."
"That will stimulate me all the more."
"I knew that it would."
"I'll keep working my fingers."
"That's it, and play with my balls," he sighed. "Work your fingers over my cock and balls, baby. That's the kind of impact I like. It's a perfect way to get me so horny that I won't even know what I'm doing."
"You're pretty horny right now."
"Yes, and I'm ready to fuck."
"Just when aren't you ready to fuck, baby?" Melinda smiled at Jerry, while her fingers continued to massage his cock and balls briskly.
"Around you, I guess I'm always ready to fuck," he said. "You're just too beautiful to resist."
"Maybe we're living together in sin," Melinda laughed, "but it sure is one helluva wonderful way to go."
"I'll go along with that," Jerry nodded.
His ass-cheeks began to rock back and forth with great zeal from the stimulating movements that her fingers provided.
Jerry was happy to be getting that kind of brilliant finger action from his mother, and he knew just how close he was to moving into another act of fucking.
He kept thinking about what he could do with his cock to please Melinda in just the right way. Second best would never do around her. He would only be fully satisfied if he supplied her with the very best in the way of fucking.
His body twisted and corkscrewed several times from the stimulating stabs that her fingers put forward.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Melinda's brisk finger movements caused Jerry to immediately move into a state of great excitement.
"Please turn your fingers loose," Jerry said. "I need some action, baby."
"Haven't I been giving it to you?" she asked as she released her fingers.
"Of course you have. But now it's time for me to get involved in some fucking."
"I'll bet your cock is ready to go."
"It is, sweetheart."
Jerry let his head drop down between Melinda's breasts. He permitted his tongue to lick thoroughly up and down the shadowy valley which separated her pendulous tits.
He worked his tongue around that area for several moments, then slid it over her left breast. The longer the tongue came into vigorous contact with her left tit, the better he enjoyed it.
He then worked his tongue over to her right breast, repeating the same process and letting his mouth roam even more unrestrainedly than before.
Her twisting, turning body was overwrought with sensation. She knew that it wouldn't be long before he would be plunging his cock into her.
"Stick it in my cunt, son. You've got to fuck me good," Melinda exclaimed.
"No, baby, I'm going to fuck your ass-hole instead."
"You really are a very daring young man," she shook her head.
"Yes, I am. I want you. I want your ass."
He reached out and grabbed her body, turning her over ever so smoothly.
"Over on your stomach, baby," he said.
"How are you going to do it?"
"Just a second, I'll show you."
Jerry reached out and grabbed a pillow, which he thrust underneath her stomach.
"Raise up a little," Jerry said. "Let me slip the pillow underneath your stomach."
"I see what you're doing," Melinda nodded. "You're getting an angle."
"Oh, I sure am. I want to fuck you."
"You sound so sexy the way you say that, honey."
"I want your hot ass."
"You can have it. You can do anything you want."
Jerry walked into the bathroom momentarily, then returned with a jar of vaseline.
He dipped his fingers into the vaseline, and slid the contents around inside Melinda's ass-hole.
He worked the vaseline up and down his cock as well, getting set to plunge his prick inside her anus.
"I want to fuck you, honey, really fuck you," Jerry said impatiently.
"Work your cock into me, darling."
"I know what I want to do first. I want to loosen you up a little, and make myself even hotter."
"Now how do you plan to do that."
"I'm going to slide my prick over the crack in your ass."
"That sounds interesting."
"Wait till you feel it," he laughed. Jerry slid his hard pecker over the crack of her beautiful ass.
He loved the way that his prick came into steady contact with her ass crack, and the more sharply he ground his cock into her, the more itchy he felt in his balls.
Jerry felt the fervent passions reverberating through his entire body, and he recognized how important it was for him to dispel those passions in the form of solid fucking movements inside her ass-hole.
For the moment, though, he was content to run his cock over the crack of her ass. He maneuvered his dick back and forth, at first at a slow pace, then working into a swift pace.
He felt the burning urges beginning to ferment within him and knew that the time was beckoning for him to work his long dick inside her ass hole.
After he had received a number of magnificent sensations from sliding his penis over her ass crack, he abruptly released his cock and let it begin to penetrate inside his mother's ass-hole.
"I want in your ass," he sighed. "I want to plunge my pecker into your ass-hole. You've got such a tight ass. I'll never forget how tight it was before. I want it again."
"Slip your cock inside me, dear," she encouraged. "I'd like to feel that hot dick in my ass-hole.
Come on and work it inside me."
"Just get set," Jerry said.
The first hot penetration caused her to grimace with pain and let out a gasp, but she wasn't about to stop him or, for that matter, slow him down. She desired the hot cock stabs just too much, and wanted to receive the forceful jolts inside her anus.
He relentlessly tore his burning pecker into her, letting it surge ever so delightfully into her anus.
The huge prick kept on driving forcefully and with great determination inside her ass-hole, and as the tempo continued to accelerate he moved closer to climax.
The burning cock stabs continued as he knifed back and forth, sending his surging spear deep inside her anus.
Jerry skillfully penetrated all the way to her rectum, working his cock at an accelerated level, pushing ever closer to a dramatic climax.
His whole body was rocking and swaying from the brilliant stabs, and as he pushed closer he liked the way that she would flip her ass up to meet his cock thrusts.
"You're very good," he sighed. "Just keep up the ass rotation. It's beautiful, baby, it's great the way you're flipping your butt."
While he kept on sending his surging tool into her, he realized just how much closer that he was drawing to the moment of impact.
He felt the burning sensations in his nuts and began to anticipate what it would be like to unleash a sea of hot white jism into her ass-hole.
"Keep your prick coming," she sighed. "I never dreamed that I would like ass-fucking as much as I do now. Baby, you're really very good at it. Your cock is so skilled, and you know just how to work it inside my ass-hole."
"I'm not good for many more stabs," he laughed. "I'm just plain too hot, baby, and the juices are going to spill."
"Shoot them into me, bolt the juices, dear. I want you to explode them inside my ass-hole!"
"Just get set."
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
While the fast, torrid stroking continued, Jerry reached out with both hands and let his fingers cup her hot buttocks.
He loved squeezing her skin firmly, and as he allowed his fingers to come into brisk contact with her ass-cheeks, he kept up the surging cock movement.
"That's good, oh, is that good," she sighed. He kept up his rapier-like pace, moving ever closer to climax.
He heaved a loud sigh, allowing the droplets of white juice to spill out of the end of his tool and into her ass-hole.
"Oh, I feel it," she sighed. "It's so wonderful, baby, to have the spurting juice shooting into my ass-hole. I love it, baby, oh, do I love it. Keep on shooting it, baby, oh, let it spurt out of your cock."
He continued to sigh until he had released the last few droplets of his juices, and as the sea of liquid was spilling into her, he kept on cupping his fingers around her buttocks.
Jerry finally withdrew his cock from her anus, feeling a great sense of accomplishment over all that had occurred.
"That's what I call fucking," he laughed. "You're great, baby, you're really great!"
Jerry ran his fingers through Melinda's hair, and he felt a deeper attachment for her than ever before. The more frequently he fucked her, the more indispensible a person he realized that she was, as far as his life was concerned.
"I wish you'd do just one more thing for me, darling," Melinda said.
"Just say it, baby. I'm willing to answer any request."
"I want you to suck my mound. I can stand to orgasm just once more."
"I could stand to eat you once more," Jerry grinned.
"You're so wonderful. You're not like your father. I love you."
"Let's not talk about him. That's a pretty tough subject to discuss."
"You're so right. Particularly now, when we're both feeling so good."
"That's just what I mean," Jerry smiled.
"Put your tongue to work in my mound, baby. I really want you to go to work."
"Hang on, honey, and I'll do just that."
Jerry slid his tongue inside Melinda's mound. Her whole body flared up from his first few stabs.
Her legs trembled with supreme exhileration, as Jerry worked his tongue feverishly back and forth, extending it to the greatest heights possible.
While he kept on letting it maneuver freely over her pussy, Jerry reached out and let his right index finger penetrate inside Melinda's ass-hole.
The ass-hole-stabs gave her that much greater a thrill, as he continued to work his finger high inside her anus.
"Darling, I like the ass-hole action," she exclaimed. "That's so good, baby. I really love it.
Oh, honey, work your finger up my ass, suck my cunt."
With relentless determination, Jerry kept up his sucking, unleashing his tongue with great determination and zeal inside her pussy.
Every time his tongue darted against her mound, he flung his finger higher into her ass-hole.
The faster and more sharply he penetrated her with both tongue and finger, the quicker she moved into a state of pre-orgasmic excitement.
Her whole body tingled, particularly in the area of her cunt, and her legs kicked back and forth as he kept up the sucking.
Her breathing became reduced to a series of puffs and gasps as he kept up the steady finger-fucking and the pussy-licking.
"Just a few more strokes is all you need," she exclaimed. "You're just too much with your tongue, honey. I can't take much more of your action."
He flung his finger high into her ass-hole, probing skillfully with every bit of excitement that he could muster.
He sucked brilliantly, working his tongue at a feverish clip. A few strokes later, she was unable to withstand even one more tongue stroke.
The juices began to shoot out of her pussy, and into Jerry's waiting mouth.
He felt a great sense of triumph and accomplishment over once more bringing her off, and his joy extended far beyond that of receiving an orgasm from Melinda. He was overjoyed because of the fact that she had reached such a high level of sexual exhileration.
He turned his tongue loose from her mound.
"I've got a pretty tired tongue," he remarked.
"I'm not in the least surprised," she nodded. "After all, you really did a job on my pussy."
"It was such a delicious cunt to suck."
"I'm glad you liked it."
"I like any kind of sex with you."
"You're such a wonderful young man."
Melinda reached out with her right hand and let her fingers run soothingly over Jerry's face.
"Does it feel good when I touch you?" she asked him.
"It certainly does," he quickly replied. "You're really something, baby. I've never quite experienced anything quite like this affair with you."
"That makes two of us," she nodded.
They exchanged a long, passionate kiss.
By that time they were both very tired, and Melinda turned in promptly for the night.
She was fast asleep when she heard the sounds of clumsy, heavy footsteps.
"You sure as hell went to bed early enough," she heard Dave's drunken voice.
Melinda blinked her eyes open, then looked up at her husband, who was removing his shirt and tie.
"Please don't bother me. What time is it?" Melinda yawned. "It's a few minutes past two."
"Good night."
"Don't you want to talk to me?" Dave asked her indignantly, "I'd rather go back to sleep."
"Don't you want to hear what a great piece of ass I got tonight?"
"No, I don't. As a matter-of-fact, if I have to listen to much of that, I'm afraid I'd throw up."
"Oh, if that isn't really something," he exploded sarcastically. "You're a real prude, aren't you? If you get any more religious, you're going to have to go to a convent."
"I get sick to my stomach every time I have to talk to you," Melinda exclaimed. "Now don't make me any sicker!"
"How can you say something like that to me?"
"Very simple," Melinda asserted. "You're concerned only about yourself. You can't get your rocks off enough times, and I'm supposed to put up with every bit of crap that you throw my way. No matter what act you want me to perform, I'm supposed to be right there to do it. If you want me to make it with a woman, I'm supposed to be right there. I'm surprised you didn't call me over to this pad where you were tonight."
"That chick didn't dig it both ways," Dave said. "She just dug men."
"That's good, because it gave me a night off."
"Your sanctimonious talking gives me a pain in the ass."
"You give me ten thousand pains in the ass!" Melinda shrieked.
"Keep your voice down, dear," Dave chuckled. "After all, you wouldn't want to wake up Jerry, would you?"
"No, and that's the only reason whv I will keep my voice down," Melinda said. "I don't care to talk to you any more."
"Fine, if that's the way you want it," Dave barked, continuing to undress.
Melinda turned over on the bed, then closed her eyes but it was difficult for her to go back to sleep. Dave disgusted her and having to listen to his extremely disgusting conversation made life very difficult for Melinda.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Dave began spending more time out during the next few days.
On one occasion he came home a few minutes before midnight. Jerry had gone to bed early that evening, having prepared for examinations that were slated to take place the next day.
Even though Melinda desperately wanted to have sex with him, she did not approach him, not wanting to interrupt his preparations for the test.
She was red-eyed and melancholy as Dave walked in the door. Even though she had had a good deal to drink, she was not nearly as intoxicated as her husband.
"Well, it's good to have you up," he grinned.
"Is that right? I wish you'd tell me why."
"I feel like some action."
"Things must have gone very bad at the bar."
"You can't win them all," he laughed. "But one thing makes it nice. If I can't score there, I can always score here."
Melinda rose unsteadily to her feet, then walked slowly toward the bedroom.
"You're on the right track, honey," Dave laughed. "I'll be right with you."
Melinda climbed into bed, taking off her blouse and slacks, then her panties and bra.
Dave came walking into the room, eyeing her beautiful body.
"You've got a lot going for you, baby."
Quickly Dave removed his clothes. He looked down between his legs after stepping out of his shorts, frowning as he observed that his penis wasn't hard.
"Get my pecker hard for me," he said as he slid into bed.
"What's the problem?"
"I guess I had a little too much booze. But with a few nifty finger strokes, you ought to get me up there."
Melinda began to massage his penis, but soon discovered that she wasn't going to succeed in getting him hard.
This time Dave had overstepped his bounds. He had had too much to drink and, as a result, was unable to get an erection.
"Suck my balls," he cried out. "I want action, baby, and that means cock action. Lick my balls and pump on my dick. That will do it."
Melinda turned her tongue attention to his balls, sliding her tongue over them. As her tongue consistently worked over his testicles, she used the fingers of both hands to pump up and down on his penis.
She tried for quite some time, then ceased her movements.
"Why did you stop?" he asked in frustration.
"You might just as well forget about it for tonight, Dave. You're not going to make it."
"But I want a piece of ass tonight," he sobbed, reaching out with his clenched right fist and slamming it down hard on the bed.
"It's no use. I tried."
"Keep it up some more."
"I'll do it for a little while longer, but I don't think it's going to work."
Once more she went back to the ball-sucking, working her tongue over his testicles. As she continued the movements, she reached out with her fingers and applied them to his cock.
She recognized once more that she wasn't about to be able to get him hard. She tried for several minutes, then abandoned her movements.
"You might just as well give it up tonight," she shook her head.
"I'll be damned if you didn't jinx me," Dave shook his head. "Just because you were saying I couldn't do it, you proved yourself right. I'll bet you feel damned proud of yourself now."
"You're acting very childish. Besides, if you don't watch out, you're going to wake our son. Since Jerry is the only one of us that has any sense, I don't want you to upset him."
"To hell with Jerry. To hell with everybody else. I want to get my cock hard."
"There's nothing I can do to help you. It's interesting that you don't care about anybody but yourself. That's exactly what I thought you thought."
"Oh, get off my ass!"
"I'd love to get off your dear ass permanently," she struck back.
"What the hell has gotten into you?" Dave looked at her strangely.
"Something strange has happened. I've developed a little common sense. I guess that bothers you, doesn't it?"
"You'll have to spell it out a little more clearly."
"Alright, I will," Melinda replied, fuming. She was finally determined to say exactly what she felt, whether he liked it or not.
"Go ahead," he said. "I'm waiting."
"Fine. You are a first-class sonofabitch," she said. "And that's just for starters. You're so self-centered that it's pitiful. You don't care about anybody but yourself. Not me, not Jerry, not anyone. Just you. I'm tired of being used by you in bed."
"How dare you talk that way to me! Just because I can't get my cock hard one night!"
"That has nothing to do with it. Except that you goaded me so much that I finally decided to tell you what I thought of you."
"I have a hunch that you're playing around with somebody," he growled. "That would be just like you. Turning around and playing behind my back."
"That's hilarious coming from you," she laughed. "Look at what you've been doing to me. You not only play around to whatever extent you want to, you even have me do your dirty work. And, just like you said tonight, when you can't find anybody else, you can always come back here."
"I was just kidding."
"I think not. Sometimes when a person is drunk he speaks the truth more than when he is sober. This is one of those times. You are leveling completely, baby, and I don't like it. I don't like any of it. I used to think you were a wonderful man. Now I think you're nothing short of a pig."
"Don't call me names," he snapped, his face reddening.
Even though Dave was making noise, he knew that he was losing control of the situation. This time he had precipitated an outburst in his wife which wouldn't be easily stilled.
"I'll tell you something else too," Melinda said. "You're not even much at sex. You're a lousy piece of ass. You used to be good, but you're no damned good anymore."
"I know that you've been screwing with somebody," he erupted. "Just who is it?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," she laughed.
"Yes, I would. I demand to know. Who the hell have you been fucking?! Anybody I know?"
"Maybe," she smiled.
"Tell me, dammit. I said tell me!"
"What would you do if I told you I was making it with our son?" she finally decided to spit out all of the rage at him one time.
He blinked his eyes like a prizefighter who has just been stunned by a Sunday punch.
"Say that again," he said softly.
"I just wondered what you would think if it turned out that I was making it with our son?"
"That would be the most rotten, immoral, degenerate thing on the face of the earth," he reached out with both hands and slammed his fists against the bed.
"That's exactly what I'm doing," she replied sharply. "Thank yourself for putting me in that position. You did it, you sonofabitch. You alienated me, and it was just a question of who I was going to do it with. If I hadn't picked him, I would have picked somebody else."
"I don't believe it," Dave exploded, jumping up from the bed.
Melinda watched as Dave, with trembling fingers, put on his trousers.
"Where are you going?" Melinda asked.
"I don't believe you. I've got to hear it from Jerry," he said.
"Stop! Don't do it!" Melinda's face began to turn white.
She realized in the cooling aftermath of her torrid outburst that she had gone too far. Her son was now exposed.
She got up and slipped on her blouse and slacks, then walked into Jerry's bedroom.
She could hear the sounds of Dave talking with
Jerry.
"Level with me, son. I expect to hear the truth," Dave said solemnly.
"What did Mom tell you?"
"She's had a few too many drinks tonight, like me. And sometimes after you've gotten drunk you say things you wouldn't have said otherwise. You tell the truth. Apparently the alcohol was like a truth serum with your mother. I want to hear it from you. Were you balling Melinda?"
"Yes," Jerry said softly.
"You little turncoat! After all I've done for you!"
"You haven't done a helluva lot for me lately, Dad."
Melinda was proud to hear Jerry standing his ground. She stepped inside the room.
"You're so right," she said. "You haven't done much for either one of us, Dave."
"Maybe I haven't," he shrugged. "Fine, I'll give you that ... but to turn to dirty, degenerate sex like this."
"I'm certainly not proud of what I've done," Melinda admitted. "I see my mistake, and I'll never approach Jerry again. But it's easy to see why it happened."
"It is?" Dave said.
"That's right. It's very easy to see. It just so happens that you drove me into a tizzy, Dave. I just couldn't take it anymore. When the pressures become too great, occasionally a person will divorce himself from reality. That's what I did. I began fantasizing and soon Jerry stopped being my son. He became my lover. I should have done the smart thing from the very beginning. I should have filed suit for divorce, then gone out and found myself a lover."
"You want a divorce now?" he asked sheepishly.
"I think that it's probably the only way."
"What if I use what I have on you?"
"I wouldn't care about myself, but is that really what you want to do to your son?"
Dave's eyes flashed over at Jerry.
"No," he hung his head low. "You're right. I couldn't do that to him. Or to you, for that matter. I guess I've been an awful heel."
"I do think a divorce would be the best thing for both of us. I would certainly promise not to use any of the damaging information I have about you, which certainly wouldn't help you at the bank, if you promise not to reveal what you know about my having sex with Jerry."
"I suppose I can work out a compromise of that sort," Dave nodded. "But I'm sick to my stomach about the whole thing."
"I've been sick to my stomach for a very long time," Melinda looked him squarely in the eyes. "It hurts any woman with an ounce of pride to see her man openly playing around and, even when he does want sex with his wife, pulling her down and making her perform just on his own terms."
"I never realized I was doing anything like that."
"Maybe not, but you certainly were."
"I need another drink," Dave said sadly, leaving Jerry's bedroom.
Jerry looked at his mother, then began to burst into tears.
Melinda walked over and threw her arms around Jerry.
"Don't let it bother you, son, things are going to get better," she promised. "I'm sorry I ever complicated your life."
